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Perfectly Three Ch. 01
by09cutter©

  I met her late in my senior year in college. I swear it was an accident,
I was just stepping away from the cashier at lunch. Her foot just appeared
under mine. I didn't even see her. In fact when I turned around, I didn't
see her until I looked down.

  "I'm sorry sweetie" I said to the little girl. I was sure she was around
13 maybe 14. Probably visiting an older sibling on campus.

  "That's okay honey, I'm only walking on the bottom of my feet, you can
walk on the tops." Not exactly the response I was expecting from a little
girl.

  As I looked closer I realized she was older than I first thought. I am
around 5'11", she could not be much over 5 feet. What most guys call a
"spinner", (just set them on it and spin them around).

  I couldn't let her get the best of me. She was just so cute I couldn't
help myself. "If you want to get even, I will gladly let you ride mine for
a while".

  "Hold on big guy. You're trying to hit a homerun without even introducing
yourself and taking me on a date".

  I was hooked. I love quick witted girls. "I am truly sorry. I am Robert
Westbrooks. May my big feet and I have the pleasure of your company for
lunch, or do your feet want to set this one out?"

  "I would love to lunch with you, but you'll have to pay, now that I need
to buy new shoes."

  By the end of lunch, I discovered she was, in fact, a junior studying
chemistry, her name was Tracy Langdon, the oldest of three children, her
parents were both teachers, and I was hopelessly in love.

  It was a whirlwind romance. We were always together, when not in
class. We seem to be on the same wavelength on every subject. Almost like
twins sharing a thought, and completing each others sentences.

  If I were to design the perfect woman for me, this would be it. I even
forewent my usual rule of getting some by the third date. By then we were
making out pretty heavily though. Fact is, I didn't get in her pants til my
graduation day. It was her gift to me, as it were. A wonderful gift too.

  That was when she met my parents also. My father, 'the doctor', had
extended his hand to her. She was having none of that though, and gave him
a big hug. My mother, having heard me talk on the phone endlessly about
her, went straight for a hug and peck on the cheek. "It's about time
someone tamed this one, dear" Mom told her, almost conspiratorially.

  After dinner, my parents went back to their expensive hotel, and we went
to my tiny apartment. Where heaven's gates were opened to me for the first
time.

 To say that it was wonderful is a gross understatement. Her tiny body was
the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Small breasts, perfect for her
size. Soft skin, not a blemish. Flat tummy with an incredible 'inny' belly
button, which my tongue did not want to vacate.

  Now I'm just an average guy, at between six and seven inches, but she
seemed to enjoy it. I know I did, and really worked hard at pleasing
her. Being our first time, I paid special attention to her body, learning
what turned her on most. Checking her response to such things as. flicking
her clit with my tongue, nibbling her nipples, and even fingering her
little pucker. All of which seem to elicit a nice moan or shiver.

  I would like to say that I lasted an hour, but once I got into that tight
little pussy I was lost. Ten minutes and I was unloading. Generally I can
last longer but I was very excited about my "gift". Although round two was
a lot better,(okay it was an honest 20 slow minutes) and we both came like
gangbusters. Complete with lots of moaning and groaning and soaked
sheets. I was proud.

  I had done several internships with a large engineering firm and was
offered a very nice position there. Soon I was heading up my own projects
and making a lot of money. I had stayed in my little apartment so I could
save up for the wedding and honeymoon and maybe even a down payment on a
house. As it happened, Tracy's parents had been saving for her wedding
since she was born. My parents picked up the honeymoon and a 100 grand for
the house. I had no idea that dad had that kind of money and was so
generous.

  I planed to proposed to Tracy on her graduation day. Though for me it was
just a formality, everyone seemed to know we belonged together. I had told
my parents what I was planning, and they were ecstatic. Even Dad got a
little teary. He then surprised me even more by removing a little box from
his desk drawer.

  "Your grandmother told me on her deathbed to give this to you, "IF and
only IF", you chose the right girl to marry. I sincerely believe you have
chosen the right one."

  His mother, who died after a long bout of cancer when I was ten, was my
favorite relative. I suppose it doesn't hurt to be the only child of an
only child either.

  In the box was a beautiful ring, a 2 carat square blue diamond between
two one carat triangular white diamonds. It must have cost granddad a small
fortune.

  On that fateful night, the Langdons and Mom and Dad and Tracy and I, all
went to dinner to celebrate her graduation. There was a string quartet
playing softly in the background.. the food was marvelous, and everyone was
having a really nice time. After desert and coffee, I reached into my
pocket and pulled out the little box. I got down on my knee, looked Tracy
in her beautiful blue eyes, and said "Would you do me the honor of spending
the rest of your life with me, and become my wife?"

  I didn't think it was that great a surprise, like I said, everyone knew
we were meant for each other. Apparently everyone except Tracy.

  She had complete and utter shock on her face. She burst into tears and
ran from the room like it was on fire. A hundred other diners had witnessed
my proposal, expecting to applaud when she accepted. Instead I'm left on my
knee, humiliated, with my mouth agape, and they were all embarrassed for
me.

  Finally, her mother stood and gave me a hug, and hurried off in the
direction her daughter had fled. Everyone seemed to be in shock. Even the
string quartet stopped playing. After some time dad asked " Did he say
something wrong?" Mr. Langdon just shrugged.

  When the restaurant was almost empty, Tracy and her mom returned. She
sort of marched up to me, and grabbed my hand and litterally drug me from
the building. "We have to talk." was all she said.

  Alone in my little apartment, she said, "There are things about me you
don't know."

  "I know I love you, and that is all I need to know."

  "Well, that is a good start. But I do need to tell you
something. Something I have been avoiding for over a year now."

  "Look, Tracy, whatever it is we will get past it I'm sure."

  "I will not marry you unless it is with a clean slate, I am not going to
hide anything from you and I expect the same."

  She really had me curious by this point. I just sat and stared at her
like the proverbial deer in the headlights.

  "You remember that first time we made love after your graduation?"

  Not waiting for a response, she continued, her voice quivering.

  "I was not a virgin."

  I had suspected that much, but at her age it wasn't unusual. It didn't
bother me in the least.

  "When I was 18, I was raped."

  I think my jaw dropped about a foot. I know I started to cry. That was
not what I expected to hear. I was suddenly crushed with pain and sympathy
for her. I started to tell her I didn't care, when she held up her hand.

  "Please let me finish. You were the second man to have me... I was
waiting for my mom to pick me up after a basketball game. He came up from
behind me and grabbed me, and dragged me to his van. He threatened to kill
me if I didn't behave. He duct taped my mouth and hands and feet. Then
drove a long way out of the city."

  "There was a hunting cabin. It was a small cabin and he was a big man,
barely fit in the door. He never hurt me, other than the sex. In fact, come
to think of it, he took pretty good care of me considering the unusual
circumstances."

  "He taped oven mitts on my hands and locked my shoes and clothes in a
cabinet. He said "Tracy, I don't want to hurt you, but I will. DO NOT try
to escape." Yes, he called me by name. He must have been watching me for
god knows how long. Then he pointed to a bed in the corner. It had a cheap
but surprisingly clean mattress on it. When he pushed me toward it, is when
I noticed the chain around the metal frame. He locked the chain around the
oven mitt tightly and taped around it so it wouldn't hurt me too much.

  "That first time, he never did get it all the way in me. It hurt so bad I
thought I would pass out. Thankfully, he didn't last very long. Later he
did me again, and got more of it in. He also lasted a lot longer. By
morning I was pretty sore."

  "When I woke up he had breakfast ready.. scrambled eggs. There was no
electricity so I guess they were fresh. Afterwards he let me clean up. With
my hands wrapped up I couldn't do it my self. So he washed me with a rag
and a bucket of cold water. By the time he finished washing me, I could see
that he was hard again. This was the first time I actually saw his cock in
the light. It was huge!"

  "Seeing how big it was, suddenly I was scared all over again. He held me
and tried to comfort me. Then he kissed me on the lips. After carrying me
to the bed, he laid beside me, and just held me for a while. Soon I noticed
his hand on my breast. Then he was kissing me again and his hand found its
way to my pussy. I guess it was teen hormones or maybe what he was doing to
me, but soon I notice I was wet. He noticed too. Another minute later he
got between my legs. I have never felt so small before. He totally dwarfed
me."

  "Then I felt his cock at my entrance and he started to push in. I tensed
up, and he whispered in my ear, 'Let me in sweet baby.' I started to relax
a little and soon I could feel it going in. He was real gentle. He slid in
a little, then just work it like that a while til I got used to it before
he pushed more in. After a few minutes I had taken it all, and there was a
lot to take. Then he started to pick up speed, soon he was really pounding
my little pussy."

  "Now, this is the bad part... I liked it. I liked it a lot. I was cumming
every few strokes. I came as hard as I ever have over and over. I can't
begin to tell you how I felt. Ashamed, scared, embarrassed, guilty. Every
emotion you could imagine, and still I kept cumming."

  "It was his third time in about 10 hrs and he lasted a long time. When he
finally unloaded in me, I could feel it shoot up in my belly. It must have
been a quart of sperm up me. He rolled off and lay beside me. I raised up
and looked at my pussy. It was all puffy and swollen, but no cum was
leaking out. I could see it gaping open but nothing came out. It was so far
up in me it couldn't."

  "We rested a while, I needed it. When I woke up he was just setting two
bowls of canned soup on the table. He must have collected wood for the
stove while I was asleep. I got up to go to the table and suddenly all this
slimy sperm started weeping out of my pussy. I left a trail between the bed
and the table. We both just looked at the slime trail, then broke up
laughing."

  "He kept me for three more days. Each about the same. We ate, fucked, and
slept, and fucked, then ate, and fucked. I didn't say make love because
there was no love on my part, I don't know about his. He fucked me over and
over. He fuck me real good too. Over and over. I was no longer resisting
him. In fact, a few times, I practically begged for it."

  "On the fifth day he took off the chain, and the oven mitts. He fucked me
one last time real slow, like he wanted to remember every detail about
it. When we finished, the sun was just rising. He gave me my clothes and
shoes back, and opened the door. He said 'Walk towards the sun.' and let me
go."

  "I stumbled through the woods towards the sun for a little over an hour
and found a highway. I didn't know which way to go, so I just stood there
til an old couple in a Volvo wagon picked me up. They could tell something
was wrong so they laid me in the back seat and drove to the nearest
hospital."

  "I guess I was dazed and confused, because the next thing I know my
parents were there, and the cops, and everyone was asking me questions, and
poking at my body and, all hell was breaking loose."

  "I told the cops all I could remember.. every detail.. things I didn't
want to say in front of my parents. I'm sure they found out though. By that
night they found the cabin. He had shot himself in the head. He left a note
saying 'Tell Tracy I'm sorry. I had no choice.' I never found out what that
meant. I didn't want to know. The police investigation must have uncovered
a lot about him, but I told them I never want to hear about it."

  By the time she finished, I was a wreck. My eyes were pouring tears. I
felt this unrelenting sorrow for my beautiful girl. I finally pulled myself
together enough to speak.

  "Darling, it wasn't your fault. You had no control over someone elses
actions. I'm glad you wanted to be up front and share that with me before
we marry, but it doesn't change my mind one bit. I'm just as much in love
with you as before."

  "Did you hear me say I liked it.. A LOT! When you make love to me it's
special and tender and sweet. What he did was pure animalistic raw
SEX. When you are in me I can feel the love you have for me just oozing
from every pore in your body. You love me and make love to me. He fucked
me, and I mean he fucked me good, real good. I liked it a lot."

  She must have read the confusion on my face. I didn't understand the
problem.

  "Let me be blunt. It was almost 4 yrs between him and you. That first
night with you I was happy to discover that I had shrunk up enough to feel
you in me, and for you to enjoy it too. I was very worried about that. I
soon discovered that, although I love you, and what you do to and for me. I
really liked his big cock too."

  "Was it really that big. I mean it was a long time ago, maybe it's just
that you were young and didn't know that much about cocks."

  "Honey, I spent almost 5 days examining that cock. I sucked it, I had it
in me probably thirty times. I didn't get to measure it, but it was way
bigger than yours. I don't mean to be cruel, but I told you I was going to
be honest with you. He had a monster cock, I have seen porno movies and
haven't seen another one like his."

  "So, what do we do now?" I asked with more than a little concern in my
voice.

  "I do love you Robert, I just want to be sure you know what you were
getting. I guess you could consider me damaged goods."

  "Babe, I love you. To me you are not damaged, you are perfect."

  "That was the right thing to say big boy."



Perfectly Three Ch. 02 by09cutter©

  After a very long night of, honest, open, and some what painful
discussion, we came to the conclusion that we still belonged together and
would marry. I had concerns about being able to please her (imagine that),
she had concerns about being pleased with me (humph). Still, love conquers
all. As we made love that night she made special effort to waylay my
fears. Reassuring me how much she was enjoying it. For my part, I was
trying to prove a point. I am just as good in bed as he was. I went down on
her through two orgasms, then tried to fuck her senseless, by pounding her
into the mattress. Although she did cum again, I doubt it was what she was
expecting or wanted.

  Afterward, as we lay there, not really speaking, her head on my chest,
she toyed with my now defunct dick. I couldn't help thinking she was
comparing it to his "monster cock". All those fears came rushing back
tenfold. "I'm sorry I'm not very big." She gave my dick a little kiss, then
lay beside me. "You're perfect to me, he was just an enjoyable mutant."

  The next day I explained to my parents that she just had some issues she
needed to work out before committing to marriage. Her parents probably knew
the problem, and never asked. Both sets of parents were delighted to find
out we were getting married.

  The next nine months were quite busy. The wedding plans were a bitch to
get through. Registering for gifts, sending out invitations, meeting with
all the different people for food music etc. Someone, (Tracy) thought it
would be a good idea to get married on Valentines day. I did what I could
to keep expenses down, her parents aren't wealthy and had two more children
to pay for. They never complained about the costs, and I snuck in a payment
when I could.

  We also picked out a house. A beautiful home in a very nice
neighborhood. Dads money helped us afford a nicer house and still keep the
payments low. The furnishings and decorations would come about slowly, but
surely.

  The wedding went off without a hitch. It was lovely, if I do say so
myself. Tracy was the most beautiful bride anyone has ever seen.

  The honeymoon... Dad, what a guy, surprised us with a cruise to the
Bahamas. When I say cruise, not just any ole cruise. Dad chartered a
private yacht. A 125 ft. yacht with a crew of six. We spent two weeks
cruising on the bluest, clearest, water you can imagine. Even at 50 feet
deep you could see every detail on the bottom. I have no idea how much it
cost, probably as much as our new house. It was a dream honeymoon for us
both. When we returned, I thought Tracy was going to give Dad a blow job,
she was so grateful.

  So life was grand. Everything was perfect. New home, new friends in the
neighborhood. I was making great money, Tracy got a position at the local
community college, and was doing well. Everything was perfect, until the
bottom fell out.

  We had been married just under two years. To me life was perfect. We had
even started talking about having kids. I made plenty of money, so if Tracy
was to stop working, we would still be fine.

  Tracy was laying across my chest, as usual, after making love. I thought
it would be a good time to continue the conversation about kids.

  "So when will you get off the pill?" I asked, hoping the answer would be
'soon'. I felt her tense up as if expecting a punch to the stomach.

  "Well.. I kind of wanted to talk to you about that. I don't think I'm
quite ready just yet."

  "What dear? You know we have plenty of savings, and I'm making good
money, you could quit work and we will be fine."

  "It's not about the money."

  "Then what?"

  She sat up and looked at me hesitantly. "I think I need more."

  "More what?"

  "Cock."

  "Well, just give me a few more minutes and I will take care of that for
you." I said as cheekily as I could.

  "That's not what I meant, and you know it." she punched the words almost
as hard as she punched me.

  I'm sure my expression was as dumbfounded as I felt.

  "I want to have another big cock before we decide to have children"

  How long had she been thinking about this? What did she think my response
would be? Worse.. did she plan to leave me?

  "Look, darling, I love you with all my heart. I want to have your
children, lots of them. I told you in the beginning that I really like big
cock. I haven't had a really big one in 7 years. I think I want one before
I start having your babies. Because then I will only be having your cock in
me. Who knows when I will have another chance for a big one."

  As confused as I was, somehow I couldn't argue with the logic. I still
wasn't happy with this new outcome.

  "You have apparently been thinking about this for a while. How long?"

  "Seven years."

  "No. I meant how long have you wanted a bigger cock?"

  "Seven years. I knew exactly what you meant, the answer is seven years."

  My heart fell. She just, in so many words, told me I haven't pleased her
sexually.. EVER!! I am sure I was visibly shaking. I know I nearly passed
out.

  "Darling, I know how this sounds. I love what you do to me and for me. I
appreciate how hard you have tried to please me. If I had never had a big
one, you would be only man I ever want.

  When I start having babies I probably will get old and fat and never get
another chance at a big cock. I have been very strong for seven years and
not done anything with anybody else. I have sacrificed my needs so I
wouldn't break my wedding vows to you. Now though, I can't see light at the
end of that long 'baby' tunnel, so,.. I would like a big cock again, before
we have children. Then I will be yours forever and never mention it again."

  "Is this a one time thing or what? Are you going to find a big cock and
leave me for him?"

  "NO! I love you. I just want to try it for a while. I will let you know
when I'm ready to give it up and get pregnant. If at anytime you feel it is
interfering with us, just say so. I will drop it like a hot rock."

  This discussion went well into the night. Suffice to say I relented. I
want nothing more in life than to please her and have children with her. We
decided to place an ad on a well known "adult website", along with a nude
picture of her (no face showing). Although I must admit, taking those
pictures was a lot of fun, and when I thought of why I was taking them, I
must admit, I chubbed up a bit.

  The ad was simple: "Wife wants MONSTER cock. No strings, just sex. Do not
reply unless you are truly gifted. Photo proof required." Of course with
her pic, we received hundreds of responses. Some were stupid enough to not
include a picture. Some were remarkably disgusting. Some were so crude in
their messages they were immediately discounted. One was an oil sheik
offering to buy Tracy from me. She punched me again when I considered that
one too long.

  We had several responses from black men. This was something I had not
even thought about. When I asked Tracy about it, she said she had no
objection to it because she was only interested in their cocks. Large would
feel large no matter what color it was. So I asked her about her first
"monster" cock. She said he was white. I hadn't even considered he could
have been black and she just hadn't mentioned it.

  When she looked at their pics most were excluded because they were too
"thuggy" as she put it. One used the handle "baby daddy" and included a pic
of himself with two white women and five interracial children. Tracy
immediately said "No way."

  One White guy was near us and seem to be in fair shape. His faceless pic
showed a man a few years older than us, with what had to be the biggest
cock I have ever seen. From his response, he seemed intelligent and level
headed and most importantly, not creepy. I sent him a reply even before
Tracy viewed his response. She was quite interested, so I told her that I
had already e-mailed him, and we were having coffee with him in and
hour. She said she wasn't ready to meet him yet, that I should go alone and
check him out.

  So I went. We had agreed to meet in the covered outside seating area of a
local Starbucks. When I arrived, there was a lone man sitting at the table
farthest from the door. I approached him and said "John?", that is the
handle he used on the website. He stood and nervously held out his hand.

  "Hi, I'm Robert, nice to meet you." We shook hands and sat down. After a
long pause he offered to get us coffee, and went inside.

  The conversation, as you can imagine, was a little slow getting started,
but soon kicked in. I was soon warming up to the guy, before I remembered
why we were here. I explained what we were looking for and why. He seemed
to be relieved about the situation.

  I finally asked if it was really him in the picture, because I have never
seen one that big. He laughed and said he had gotten a lot of ribbing in
high school gym because of it. He then leaned back to show me his
crotch. There was a huge bulge there. I told him that it looked like he was
qualified, and we both laughed.

  I excused myself and went to the restroom and called Tracy. I told her he
seemed nice and that I thought he was qualified. She said she was ready to
meet him now, if I wanted to bring him home. Back at the table I ask him if
he would like to come over and meet Tracy, maybe have dinner or
something. And he agreed.

  We arrived at the house and when I entered followed by John Tracy was out
by the pool setting up wine to be chilled. She came in and practically
screamed "OH SHIT." Then She turned white and ran upstairs.

  I turned to John and discovered he was just as stricken and pale. "Okay,
what's up" I asked. John looked at me with a blank expression and said "I'm
a professor at the community college where your wife works."

  "Oh shit is right," I mumbled. "Maybe I should go talk to her."

  "Actually, maybe I should go. I am obviously the problem here."

  "Okay" I had to agree, he was the problem, and I really didn't want to
face her right now.

  Waiting, and listening, expecting some sort of explosion or time/space
distortion. I had just decided to have a little liquid courage, when my
wife appeared at the top of the stairs. She looked noticeably calmer and
not near as explosive.

  "Dear... John will be staying for dinner after all. Could you run to the
market and get some steaks for the grill, and another bottle of wine. I'm
gonna need it I think." In a flash I was gone.

  As I was driving, I was thinking about all the repercussions of her
co-workers discovering we had advertised for sex. Not just her co-workers
but possibly the entire community. She would be fired, I would be
humiliated, and probably ruined professionally. Okay, I can fix this. I
have a shovel, I can whack him in the head and bury him in the back
yard. Shit, there is probably security cameras at Starbucks, they will know
he was with me.

  While leaning over the butcher counter I thought, bribery. I ordered the
$30 a pound fillets and got a bottle of Krystal. Surely after a nice meal
like that, he would be reasonable.

  Once at home, I put the Krystal in the fridge to chill, and went straight
to the patio and started the grill. While tending the flames, mind in a
whirlwind, I suddenly realized I was alone. I went inside and discovered it
was very quiet. It had been almost an hour since I had left for the market,
and the house was quiet. Were they still hashing this out? Had she hit him
with the shovel?

  Johnny Walker Black and I retreated to the patio, to mull things over. I
was on my second glass, when they exited the French doors to the
patio. They were both looking a little sheepish and slightly disheveled.

  "Can I assume you two have worked out this little problem?"

  "Yes, dear, you can assume as much. It appears John is quite happy to
keep this a secret. He feels he has as much to lose as we have. The
situation works well for him too. He is not married, doesn't want children,
is totally devoted to his job, yet requires some form of release. Oh.. and
you were right, he is uh.. very qualified."

  Having my suspicions confirmed, I suddenly had the wind sucked from my
lungs, a terrible emptiness in my stomach, and a swelling in my boxers. I
just looked at my wife. Trying to find something different about her. Surly
having just been fucked by a "monster cock" would show on her face. And
there it was, a certain glow, and blush at the same time. A look that I had
always wanted to see on her. I was suddenly very happy for her. I'm sure my
face showed it as well, for Tracy looked at me and smiled.

  Dinner went remarkably well. They talked about school. He and I talked
about sports. We all talked about fishing, something we all enjoyed. I
really liked John very much.

  After dinner, we were just enjoying the evening and the company, when
Tracy stood and said "Robert, will you be sure everything down here is
locked up, and turned off, and the fire in the grill is out before you come
upstairs." Then, she just turned, and strolled up the stairs.

  John looked at me quizzically. I smiled back at him and gave him a little
nod. He made a mad dash for the stairs. I can't explain my feelings right
then. Earlier, I was unaware of what went on upstairs. Now I had just given
him permission to go fuck my wife. My feelings were in a turmoil.

  I did as she requested, taking my time to lock up. I slowly climbed the
stairs, not knowing what I would find. Opening the door, I was shocked at
how far they had gone. He was face down in her pussy and she was laying
with her arms spread wide, totally open for whatever happens. She looked at
me and extended her hand, inviting me to join them on the king sized bed.

  I was naked in a flash and beside her on the bed. I kissed her lips and
cupped her small breast in my hand. John was obviously doing a fine job,
causing her to almost purr. John raised up, and for the first time I saw
the monster in the flesh. It really was thicker than my wrist and longer
than my forearm. If a mans junk could be thought of as beautiful, his was.

  "Robert, I need to know that you are alright with this." she whispered in
my ear as I nuzzled her neck. I looked in her eyes and saw them beseeching
me,.. pleading. I knew that this was something I had to do for her. I
reached for Johns cock, grabbing it mid shaft, and pulled him to her. I had
never handled a cock like this one, or any, other than my own. I directed
the almost fist sized head to her opening, and said "Give her what she
needs, and I can't give her."

  As he popped in she arched her back and let out a slight moan. A moan I
had never elicited from her. I watched, fascinated, as he began his
entry. When he hit the half way point a couple of minutes later, she
reached the first of several big orgasms. He loomed over her tiny body, she
reached out for him and pulled him to her. He continued to give her more on
each stroke until he was in her all the way. By now she was on a constant,
orgasmic high.

  He didn't have to give her time to adjust, he just continued a slow
steady pumping motion. Both her arms were around him, her knees were raised
and spread. She was raising her hips to meet him, on each stroke. I lay on
my side with my head near all the action. I could detect some kissing
sounds and moaning, but I was lost in all that was happening in front of my
face. The lips of her pussy were obscenely stretched around his invading
shaft. When he withdrew they were pulled an inch away from her opening. On
the down stroke they disappeared inside her. I also noticed that he would
be sure that his shaft dragged across her clit on the entire down stroke. A
move that seemingly sent her to the moon.

  Combine his size and his technique, he was fucking her beyond belief. He
didn't have to pound her into the mattress, he fucked her like he wanted to
make it last forever. He was enjoying her to the fullest, and she was as
enjoying him as well. She willingly shared, what should only be mine. He
was giving her pussy what it craved, what it deserved.

I was just beginning to feel the tightness in my chest returning, when I
felt her hand on my hard dick. She started to stroke me in time with his
pumping her. I knew then, she wanted to include me in this union. I
suddenly realized, WE were making love. John was an extension of me, to
her.

  He had given her several gut wrenching orgasms, when he finally unloaded
in her. After a few post-coital kisses, she asked him to fetch us all some
water from the fridge downstairs. As soon as he left the room, she dragged
me on top of her by my cock. I sank into her easily. She was cavernous. All
I could feel was his cum sloshing around my cock as I tried to unload as
well.

  "Did you like that, baby?" I asked

  "Yes, very much."

  "Did you love that big cock, Was it what you needed?"

  "Oh yes!"

  "Can you feel me right now?"

  She hesitated, then "Not really." Then she added "But I love you even
more"

  "Was he really good for you?"

  "Yes"

  "Do you want him again?"

  "Oh yes, I really need his big cock. Please let him have me again." That
was all it took for me to add my offering to his inside her.

  It was then I noticed he had returned. Standing beside the bed with three
bottles of water. I rolled off her, and we all sat with our backs against
the headboard. I glanced down at his cock and saw that even soft, it was
still magnificent. I looked at my own cock and felt somewhat dejected. Then
I noticed that my entire crotch was a cream covered mess. I started to
laugh, and when they saw what I was laughing at, they both broke up as
well.



Perfectly Three Ch. 03 by09cutter©

  I can't say I wasn't hurt. I can't say I wasn't humiliated. I can say I
was quite embarrassed, but also extremely happy for her.

  John finally said," Look, Robert... Tracy told me a little of her story,
and why you and her decided to try this. I just want you to know that I
have no designs on your wife. I had a troubled childhood and needless to
say, I don't want children."

  "If I were to marry, which I don't want either, then my wife would want
children, and who would blame her. So I am content to not have a wife or
children. It wouldn't be fair to a girlfriend either, if she were to get
the impression the relationship were headed to marriage. So I don't want a
girlfriend either."

  "I do, however, enjoy sex quite a lot. I am happy to just be a friend
with benefits. Your situation is an ideal outlet for me, and I assume it
would fill in the gaps in your relationship as well. I don't get off on
humiliating people either, so that is not why I am here. I won't belittle
you in any manner, or pass any judgments on your abilities to satisfy a
woman. Tracy's needs were not caused by you. You are just a very loving
husband, who wants to provide his wife with everything she needs. I find
that extremely admirable."

  I thought I was going to cry. He understood perfectly the problem and the
solution. Most importantly, he didn't want my Tracy for himself.

  "If Tracy had a toothache, you would take her to a good dentist. I can
see she has a great haircut, you didn't do that for her, you provided the
best hairdresser that you could find, right? Well, this is the same
thing... Okay, not quite the same. But you understand what I'm getting at."
He almost looked embarrassed at his own analogy.

  "okay, already, I get the point. I appreciate your telling me this, it
really helps. I was beginning to worry about this whole thing. Then can I
assume you would like the job of "monster cock" stand in?"

  John looked at Tracy with a bit of a shit eating grin, and said "Most
definitely."

  "Tracy, I assume that you feel the same, and that John meets with your
expectations?" Tracy glanced at John and then at me with a huge smile.

  "Oh, absolutely, yes."

  "Then it is settled. John is your 'go to' cock."

  John was setting there quietly and then added, "One other thing. I will
make no demands as far as when where etc., it is strictly up to you two. I
expect the same consideration." Tracy and I just nodded.

  "Okay, boys, I am tired. John will you get the lights please."

  I slid down and lay facing my side of the bed. Tracy snuggled up spooning
behind me. She reached down and cupped my junk in her hand and kissed my
shoulder. After he got the lights, I felt the bed move as John climbed in
behind Tracy. He slid his hand between her tummy and my back, so I assumed
he was spooning her. In my mind I could imagine his huge cock laying in her
butt crack. I fell asleep with this on my mind, and a growing dick between
my legs.

  Some time later I was awaken by movement in the bed. Still half asleep I
didn't know what it was until I heard Tracy moan. Then I was wide awake. I
could feel Tracy still spooned behind me so I figured he was taking her
from the rear. I immediately had an erection and it wasn't going down
anytime soon. The gentle rocking continued and Tracy took hold of my dick
again. Finding it hard, she knew I was awake, and started stroking me.

  The rocking and the stroking went on seemingly for hours, probably 40
mins. I squirted when I heard her have her first orgasm. Yet he continued
to fuck her through at least three more, before unloading inside her. I was
hard again by then. Tracy pulled at my side wanting me to turn around, so I
did.

  John was behind her looking very satisfied. She extricated herself from
his cock, and went under the sheet head first, and latched onto my dick
with her mouth. I lay there while she did amazing things to me. I looked at
John and saw he was watching. I couldn't help but look down at his
wonderful cock. I suddenly had an image of it sliding deep in her pussy,
places I would never reach. That's when I lost my wad in her waiting
mouth. She swallowed my offering before returning to lay between us. She
looked happy, and more satisfied than I can remember her ever looking.

  I woke early. She was cradled in his arms, her hand on that magnificent
organ, as if to keep it from escaping. I eased out of the bed, slipped into
my boxers, and headed downstairs to make coffee. I was on my second cup and
finishing a bagel, when they entered. They were wearing the matching robes
with the logo of our honeymoon yacht embroidered on it. I suspected there
was nothing under the robes.

  "Morning darling, sleep well?" she asked with a peck on my cheek. She
poured two cups of coffee, and placed one in front of John.

  "Yes dear... did you get any sleep?" I didn't say it pointedly, mostly
just curious if I missed anything.

  "I slept quite well thank you. Do we have any plans for this beautiful
Sunday morning?" Boy, she was chipper.. I can't imagine why.

  "None to my knowledge. Did you have something in mind to do today?"

  "I thought we would just relax around here today, if that's ok with you."

  "John, anything you want to do today?" I asked, turning to him.

  Caught off guard, John coughed coffee through his nose, choked a bit,
then recovered with "I have no plans."

  Thus began our day. We mostly chatted and listened to music. There was a
lot of touching going on between all of us. At lunch time Tracy made salad
with grilled chicken. After the lunch clean up, we somehow found ourselves
back in bed. John and I both sucked her nipples and fingered her pussy and
just enjoyed her body for a long time.

  I thought about fucking her, but felt a little under equipped with John
there observing. He had moved down the bed and was licking her clit, while
I was kissing and fondling her. She was in seventh heaven. As he moved up
and was working on her other breast, she was really moving around. I could
tell she wanted some cock, so I, again reached down and grabbed his cock. I
stroked it a couple of times, feeling it's heft and the sheer strength of
it, before placing it at her opening.

  As he entered her, I got up on my knees near her head. She took the hint
and pulled my dick to her lips. It was hard for her to concentrate on my
dick while he was fucking her. I watched them fuck and she was blowing me
off and on. I didn't want to cum too soon, so I sat back on my heels to
watch the action.

  She continued to stroke me slowly, then I felt a mouth on my dick. It
felt different so I looked down to find John had engulfed the head of it as
she held the base. Well, this was a new development. Now my attention was
on my dick. John bobbed on my dick for a few minutes, and Tracy watched. He
never stopped pumping in her.

  I still didn't want to cum, so I lay down facing them, and reached
between their bellies and played with her clit. Johns technique of rubbing
her clit with his cock on the down stroke, meant that I was touching him as
well. Some how I didn't mind it. Tracy had to have seen and felt all this,
and it seemed to make her continuous orgasms even stronger. John felt it
too, and came sooner than usual.

  He collapsed on top of Tracy, trapping my hand between them. I could feel
where they joined, he was all the way in her. He slowly pumped her a few
more times while kissing her. As he started to withdraw, I latched onto his
weapon. With him halfway out, I stroked it several times towards her pussy,
virtually milking the last of his juice into her. Even as it softened, my
fingers didn't meet around it.

  When he rolled off of her, Tracy dove onto my dick again, sucking me to a
fabulous finish. I lay beside her and kissed her. I could taste my cum on
her lips. I wondered if she liked my cum more than his, or vise versa. Then
I remembered she hasn't tasted his yet, that I knew of.

  We all cuddled for a while then Tracy said "John, I didn't know you were
bi."

  "I'm not... I've never done that before. I just feel so close to the two
of you, and I wanted Robert to know that I'm not trying to be the alpha
male here. That it is a level playing field, so to speak. When I saw that
you couldn't reach his cock, and were rather occupied anyway, and it was
just waving in the air unattended. I just went with it. I wasn't sure how
he would react, or what I would do if he came in my mouth, but I thought
now was as good a time to find out as any."

  "Robert, you were pretty busy there too. Is there something you want to
tell me?"

  "I don't know how to explain it. I just want you to be happy, and I want
to be a part of that happiness. Seeing you with him, seeing the way you
respond to him, is just beautiful. I want to share it with you. When I
touched his cock, it was like I was entering you and giving you that
pleasure, vicariously."

  "Well, maybe this is the perfect union after all. I felt very close to
both of you. That you weren't worried about some silly stigma, and were
just enjoying being with me and each other. Just perfect."

  We napped again and when I was awaken by more bed rocking, I knew what
was happening. I turned and found them spooned together. His cock in her
from behind. She was a picture of bliss. I again got down near the action,
watching his monster cock stretch her once tiny pussy to fit him. She
grabbed my head and pushed it to her pussy. Taking the hint I, of course,
lapped at her clit. Seeing his cock invade her this close was thrilling. As
I worshiped at her clit I noticed I was also licking his beautiful
cock. Again some how this didn't bother me in the least. Besides, he had
already had my dick in his mouth, so I owed him.

  After we all came, we hit the shower in the master bath. It is a big
shower with room for 5 or 6 people, and a dozen shower heads that hit your
body at different angles. John was thoroughly impressed that we could all
shower together. We managed to play around a little too.

  We went to one of our favorite restaurants for dinner. The food was
excellent, we shared a bottle of wine, and the conversation just seem to
flow. We all really got along well. Somehow it all felt so
natural. Perfect.

  Back at home, we shared another bottle of wine by the fire pit on the
patio. Again, it was as if we all had been together for years. In the
bedroom later it was more of the same. We just melded well. He fucked Tracy
real good. I have to say he was much better than I. She had never been as
responsive or enjoyed it as much with me. Although somehow, this wasn't a
bad thing.

  As we settled down for the night, I lay there thinking about all that had
transpired. In the last two days, we had almost continuous sex, yet I
hadn't been inside Tracy's pussy once, since the first time. Again,
somehow, this didn't bother me. Tracy was getting what she needed, what I
wanted her to have. She hadn't left me out either, by giving me repeated
blowjobs, and making sure I was involved. John was a great guy too. He gave
her what I couldn't, but didn't belittle me for it. It was a strange turn
of events.

  Monday morning, John gave Tracy another good fucking as I made us all
breakfast. They left for the University in separate cars. I had a lot of
work to do on my latest project, but couldn't keep my mind on it. I was
lost in thought on where this was all headed. Where was my marriage headed?
Did I want Tracy to have John all the time, and never get in her pussy my
self? What did Tracy want? Just John? Never let me fuck her again? What
about our plans for children? Were they going to be John's kids?

  When Tracy arrived home that afternoon, she could tell something was
amiss with me. She went up to our bedroom without a word. I wanted to
confront her about my fears. I decided the bedroom was as good a place as
any for this confrontation, that was after all where the problem lay. When
I entered the bedroom, I could hear the shower running in the bath, so
that's where I headed.

  She was standing there, nude, looking like the Tracy I fell in love
with. Petit, beautiful, angelic. My temper softened. She slowly undressed
me and led me into the shower. We said nothing. She bathed me, I bathed
her. We toweled off, and went to the bedroom, where she lay with her legs
open and her arms outstretched to me.

  I couldn't help myself. My anger was replaced with love and lust. When I
entered her, I could tell the difference. She wasn't as tight as she had
been three days ago. Had John permanently resized her? She must have read
my mind, she said:

  "I'm not as tight, am I?"

  "No." I answered honestly, but continued to stroke in and out of her

  "Does it bother you?"

  I thought about this for a moment.

  "No.. a little maybe. Can you even feel me?"

  "A little maybe." she answered honestly with a little giggle.

  "I'm sorry I'm not big like John."

  "It's you I love, Robert, not just your dick."

  "What about John? Do you love him?"

  "Just his monster cock. I do like him though."

  "Me too." I said as I let my wad go inside her.

  Afterward we lay cuddling, I asked her how her day went, worried that
someone would see them and know something was up. "It went well. We are in
different departments so I didn't even see John all day."

  "Do you want to see him again?" I'm sure the concern was evident in my
voice.

  "If you allow it, I would love to see him again. Only if you say it's
okay though. I really do love only you. He is just a sex toy. Okay... a
very large, very good, sex toy." she laughed

  Holding her in my arms, I knew that this is where I belonged, this is
where she belonged. I also Knew that it wouldn't change, we were perfect
together. "Of course you can see him again, if you want." I conceded.

  Wednesday she e-mailed John through the universities system, and invited
him for dinner on Friday. We had sex every night that week. Her pussy was
slowly returning to normal, at least it seemed so. She never complained
about my lack of size, and appeared to enjoy it.

  That weekend was a repeat of the previous one. John fucked Tracy over and
over every day. I was never inside her pussy, but received blowjobs and was
always involved. Contact between John and I was commonplace, and not
awkward at all. Tracy was ecstatic over the whole weekend.

  That is how it went from then on. I had Tracy to myself all week, John
had her all weekend. Tracy's pussy did seemed to be resized to fit him, but
I really didn't mind. She never said anything, during my weekday time, of
being unfulfilled.

  We had made plans to go to a fishing camp during spring break. We had
rented a private cabin that could comfortably sleep 3 couples. It had a
built in bar, fireplace in the large living room, it was really nice. Tracy
and I discussed inviting John with us, and of course it was decided, and
John accepted.

  The week was spent fishing during the day and fucking all night. I wasn't
sure if I was going to have her pussy that week. John was there after all
so why would I expect to.

  Since that first time with John, I had never had sloppy seconds. He and I
were quite comfortable around each other by now, and there was no problem
being nude together or sharing Tracy.

  That first evening, after dinner, I watched as John made love to
Tracy. The relaxed vacation atmosphere, made it all the more
enjoyable. When John rolled off her, I was expecting my usual
blowjob. Instead, Tracy pulled me on top of her. I didn't know how I felt
about having sloppy seconds, until I was inside her. I didn't feel the
walls of her cunt at all. It was John's cum that I was sloshing around
in. I thought about how it got there, and how much she loved his big cock,
and I shot my load in under a minute.

  We didn't bother to dress. I opened a bottle of wine, which we enjoyed by
the fire. I thought about what had happened, and looked at Tracy and
John. They didn't seem any different. As my mind wandered, I realized I was
staring at Johns cock. It never ceased to amaze me that it was still bigger
soft, than I was when hard. Just a wonderful slab of meat.

  When we returned to bed, I wasn't sure if anything else was going to
happen tonight. Tracy was content as we both held her. I could feel the
wetness of her pussy, which had to be both mine and Johns cum. Then John
moved down between her legs and started lapping at her pussy. I suddenly
realized, he had to be tasting our cum. I was hard instantly.

  When Tracy was sufficiently turned on, John mounted her, and I moved up
by her head. She sucked me into her mouth, just inches from Johns face. He
watched as she blew me, and continued to pump that wonderful cock into
her. I saw his ass moving up and down, knowing it was giving her so much
pleasure, I shot my wad quickly. She swallowed, and then concentrated on
what John was doing to her.

  I can't explain how when it's just Tracy and I, I can last a long
time. Unless I start thinking about how well he fucks her, then I cum
quickly. When the three of us are together, I have no staying power
whatsoever. I know the way he makes her cum over and over. This is my
kryptonite, I love knowing she is being pleased.

  Day two was leisurely spent boating and fishing. Lots of wine had been
consumed. Fish had been grilled and eaten. More wine by the fire. Then
bedtime.

  John lay behind Tracy and I in front. I was kissing and fondling her
breast. Then I reached down to her pussy and started rubbing her swollen
clit. When she raised her leg, Johns hard cock came through and bumped my
hand. I removed my fingers from her pussy, and took hold of his large
cock. I started to rub it over her pussy, which sent her into her first
orgasm. As it subsided, I nudged John back by pushing his cock, then I
lined it up for entry, and pulled him into her.

  Tracy rested her leg over his as he pumped into her. I kept my fingers
busy fondling his balls and her clit. I had never touched another mans
balls, and was amazed at how large his felt in comparison to mine. I
replaced my fingers with my face. Licking anything I could, clit, cock,
balls, anything that came in contact with my tongue.

  John gave her two more orgasms, while I licked away. Then I felt his cock
pulse on my tongue, as he shot a large load into my wife. She actually
screamed as he was pumping his offering into her, knowing that I was down
there enjoying their union.

  After a minute John slowly extracted his cock, dragging it over my
tongue. I could taste his semen and her juices. I wanted more, and pulled
on her hips so I could get at her pussy better. I began eating her in
earnest. Trying to get every drop of their nectar. Tracy helped by
squeezing her muscles to push more into my mouth.

  When I had cleaned her sufficiently, I jumped up, on, and in her,
depositing my cum in three strokes. I lay atop her panting. What had I just
done? I looked at Tracy's face to see any sign of distaste. There was none,
just contentment. I rolled over and went to sleep.

  I was awakened by kissing sounds and rocking motion, again. I just lay
there listening and getting hard. "Did you think he would do that?" John
was asking her. "No, I didn't.. did you?" "No.." he answered as he
continued to fuck her slowly ".. but I'm glad he did. It's like a sign that
he accepts me."

  "Mmm... I love your big cock in me. It is sooo much bigger than Roberts."
This was the first time she actually said that to him. I don't think she
knew I was listening.

  "Is it good for you?" John asked.

  "Yes.. very." I didn't want to hear this, but I had to.

  "You really do like it more than his dick don't you?" Oh God! I really
don't want to hear this!

  "Yes, I do, and Robert knows that. I love your cock, but I love Robert
with all my heart and soul."

  "I know. I wouldn't have it any other way."

  I continued to feign sleep, as I listened to their lovemaking. Somewhat
reassured by what they said. When they finished, and in post coital
snuggling, I heard one last comment that blew me away. Between kisses, John
said "I really do love both of you. I feel like this is how it is supposed
to be." Tracy was silent for a minute before responding "I know, me too."

  The next day we fished off the private pier, and caught some nice fish
for lunch. In the afternoon, we hiked around the lake some, and just
enjoyed the peace and serenity of the area.

  We grilled steaks for dinner, and of course, had wine by the
fireplace. We had showered after our hike, so we were all nude again. Tracy
started playing with my dick, which stood up in seconds flat. I was seated
on the sofa, so Tracy lay lengthwise on it and engulfed my penis in her
mouth.

  John was seated in the adjacent chair. I motioned him over, wanting him
to tend to her pussy. As he approached with that big cock swinging in the
air, I just took hold of it. I stroked him until he was hard. I just stared
at it in amazement, then I took it into my mouth.

  This was definitely a big first for me. I couldn't take the whole thing,
so I felated the first few inches and stroked the rest. I was awestruck
with this amazing cock. I now knew why Tracy was so enamored with it. John
stroked my head in appreciation, as I bobbed on his wonderful weapon.

  I soon came in Tracy's mouth, but I couldn't stop what I was doing. I had
to feel him shoot. She watched as I serviced her lover with my mouth. When
I felt him swelling, I knew what was coming, but I still didn't stop. John
groaned as he filled my mouth and throat with his delicious load. I took it
all as if it were manna from heaven.

  Oh shit!! Now, what had I done? Was I gay after all? Or bi? I didn't
think so. I loved pussy. What would Tracy think? Would she hate me, or
loose respect for me?

  Tracy leaned over and kissed me. Her tongue exploring my mouth for traces
of Johns cum. I was still holding and stroking Johns cock. It all seemed so
natural. Like this is the way it was meant to be. The three of us sharing
each other equally.

  Tracy was the first to move. She got up and poured us all more wine. I
didn't want to let go of Johns cock, and he seemed content to let me hold
it. I finally took one last taste of his wilted, but still large cock,
before releasing it.

  No one spoke as we sipped our wine. After a while Tracy said "That was
wonderful." John and I both laughed. "How was that wonderful for you?" I
asked her.

  "Well, admittedly I didn't cum, but I loved it. Knowing the two of you
could enjoy each other, somehow seems right, and I must say, quite a turn
on too. Robert, have you ever sucked a cock before.. be honest?"

  "Absolutely not!" I protested. "I never even thought about sucking a
cock. I don't even Know why I did it now."

  "Did you like it?" I was afraid she was going to ask me that.

  I embarrassingly muttered "Yes.. I think I did."

  "John? Did you like it?"

  "Yes, very much."

  "Good. Now that all that is out of the way, let's go to bed."

  Day three brought another new development. We had spent the morning in
the nearby village. Tracy had bought a couple of antiques at a little shop,
and had them shipped to us next week. We ate some lunch, and then returned
to the cabin. We must have all been thinking the same thing, because we
headed straight to the bedroom.

  Somehow I got to fuck Tracy first. As I was stroking her, she and I
shared Johns cock orally. It didn't take me long to cum, and was
immediately replaced between her legs by John. This was not the new
development, although it was unusual for John to get sloppy seconds.

  When he had finished, we were all just relaxing, touching each other,
enjoying the afterglow. John said " I should tell you, I always go home to
Texas for the summer. My folks sort of expect it, and they are getting on
in years. I don't know how much longer I will get to see them, so I kind of
want to go..."

  Tracy looked at him a moment and said "That's nice of you John. I'm sure
your parents miss you too. Actually, this is good timing. I was going to
tell you... well you and Robert, I think I'm ready to get pregnant."

  I had to pick my jaw up off my chest before I could speak. "Seriously?
You're not just fucking with us are you?" John appeared to be both happy
and sad at the same time. "yes, I'm serious. John won't be here anyway, so
it will be a good time for us to try and make a baby."

  John had known that we were doing this before having babies. I could see
in his face, he was wondering where this left him. Ever in tune with others
feelings, Tracy reached for his cock and said "Don't worry, John, I'm still
going to want this after I'm preggers." Johns face lit up.

  The rest of the trip was spent fishing, fucking, drinking, laughing, and
more fucking. We all hated to see it end, but Sunday came and we returned
home.

  Monday, during dinner Tracy asked "Do you think John was upset that I
want to get pregnant?"

  "I don't know, he did seem a little down after you made that
announcement. Then he seemed to come around some." after a moment I added
"Why don't you ask him to dinner on Wednesday, and find out."

  Not wanting to appear too anxious she just said "I guess I should."

  "Did you mean what you said about still wanting his cock after you get
pregnant"

  "Yes, but only if you let me. I love you, Robert, but I really like how
John's big cock makes me feel. I like John a lot too. I like how things are
going. You two get along really well too. If you say no, it's ok. We
quit. I hope you want to continue though."

  That is how we started spending Wednesdays together, as well as
weekends. By this time though, I didn't see it as weekdays are my time and
weekends are his. It was simply ALL OUR time together.

  The rest of the school year was pretty much the same. John was our best
friend, our only friend really. He filled in the gap in our social life, as
well as the gap in our sex life.

  The Friday school was over, John spent the night at our house, so we
could drive him to the airport Saturday morning. We spent twelve hours in
bed, John fucked Tracy. Tracy sucked me. I fucked Tracy. Tracy sucked
John. I sucked john, John sucked me. It was an endless array of sex.

  Friday was also the last time Tracy took a pill.

  We took John to the airport that morning, and waved good bye to our
friend. That night we started trying to make a baby.

  We talked on the phone to John regularly, so when Tracy had her next
period, we told him. He seemed as disappointed as we were.

  At the end of summer break, We picked up John at the airport. When he saw
us, he ran to us and grabbed Tracy and spun her petit body around. I shook
his hand, then pulled him in for a shoulder bump and man hug. I reached for
his carry on bag, and he reached for Tracy's hand. She placed something in
his hand instead. I knew what it was, but it took him a moment to realize
it was an E.P.T. test strip. Then to notice the positive reading.

  This of course earned Tracy another spinning hug. If anyone had witnessed
all this, they might have thought it was his baby. When we arrived at our
house, we celebrated with a glass of Coke and a toast to the baby. After
the toast, we raced to the bedroom, leaving our clothes in our wake.

  Tracy couldn't wait to have his cock in her. I couldn't wait to watch him
fuck her. He slid into her, and I slid down to lick their joined
genitals. I will never tire of seeing his wonderful cock pleasing
her. Giving her pussy what it craves. It's like he is part of me. It's that
part of me that is able to please her.

  When he had sent a load into her, Tracy moved around in a 69 position
with me. It was if she knew I wanted to taste him too, and she wanted to
share it. The cum flowed from her pussy into my waiting mouth, sending me
into my orgasm, which Tracy swallowed and orgasmed too.

  We decided to sit around the fire pit on the patio, John and I with wine,
Tracy with a soft drink. As we exited the French doors, John noticed the
addition we were having built onto the house.

  "Wow, that is some nursery you are adding." The addition was over two
thousand sq. ft.

  "The nursery will be the bedroom next to ours." I corrected. "This will
be the pool house."

  "Ahh.. nice. I've never seen a two story pool house, can't wait until
it's finished."

  "The second story is actually a guest house." I said. Then turning to
Tracy I asked "Did you tell John what your doctor said during your first
visit?

  "No...John, you wont believe it. She was giving me my exam. There I was,
feet up in the stirrups, she had her head between my legs. She said 'WOW' I
asked her what was wrong. She said 'Nothings wrong, it's just that I hardly
need the speculum, your vagina just opened right up. Your husband must be
very gifted in one area at least.' I almost rolled off the exam table
laughing."

  We all broke up laughing. It was true. John had resized my wife to fit
him. He didn't do it on purpose, it just happens when you constantly use a
weapon like his on a tiny woman like her.



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  When Tracy began the second trimester of her pregnancy, the addition to
the house was finished. We hadn't let John see it. He was over for his
usual Wednesday fuckathon. I can't explain how we all just flow together so
well, and there is no jealousy what so ever.

  As we went out to the patio for our usual, post coital, drink and
conversation, I said "Oh John, by the way, the pool house is finished."

  "Great! Can I see it now?"

  We entered the downstairs through the French doors that matched the ones
into the main house. Inside was the 'his and her' changing rooms and
showers, a game room with a built in bar, and pool table, another fireplace
with a flat screen television above it. All of it beautifully decorated by
Tracy.

  "What's in here?" he asked pointing to a door.

  "That is the stairs to the guest house." I opened the door and climbed
the stairs with John and Tracy close behind. The stairs ended in the small
living room of the guest suite. There was also a small kitchen to one side,
and a large bedroom with bath through a door on the other side.

  We entered the bedroom and John was thoroughly impressed. "Very nice! Did
you decorate this too, Tracy?" he asked as he opened more French doors on
the opposite side of the room. "Yes I did."

  We exited the French doors to the balcony. To the left was the pool area,
to the right were stairs down to the driveway and garage.

  John was leaning over the railing looking down on the pool. He turned and
said "This is just beautiful, you did a great job on it." Then he noticed a
red bow on the wall of the main house. "What's that?"

  "I'm glad you asked." I said. "That is the outside wall to our
bedroom. The bow is sort of a gift. If you will accept the gift, we plan to
add another set of French doors where that bow is."

  John looked rather confused. Tracy went to him and hugged him. "We both
love you John, and we would like you to move into the guest house. These
stairs provide you with a private entrance, so that you can come and go as
you please. The French doors will provide you with a private entrance to
our bedroom, so you can cum in us as you please."

  John was gob smacked. He started crying, we started crying. He grabbed us
both in his strong arms and hugged us. "Of course I accept, I love you guys
too. A lot more than I thought I could. You both mean the world to me."

  Back in our bedroom, after more sex. I told John, "The guest house is
just a formality, this is actually your bedroom too. We thought that you
might like some privacy, or maybe when your, or our, parents come to visit,
it would make it easier to explain. Not to mention when our child gets
older, and wonders why 'uncle' John sleeps with mommy and daddy."

  "Good thinking Robert. We can tell the parents that I rent the guest
house from you. Being a bachelor, I don't need much space." Tracy and I
laughed. "What are you laughing at?" "That is exactly what we were
thinking, we all just think alike. We belong together." I said. Tracy added
"It won't be bad having a built in baby sitter either."

  That is how John came to live in our guest house. Well actually, in our
bedroom. He never spent another night in his condo. John put his condo up
for sale and moved in with us. We all slept in the guest house while the
doorway was finished. It was such a mess, dust everywhere, paint fumes etc.

  The doors were finished, and we were all back in our bedroom, when
Tracy's doctor suggested that she refrain from intercourse. She said that
Tracy's husband was just too big, and Tracy was just too small. That it
might cause a problem with the baby.

  That didn't stop us from enjoying each other. John just couldn't have
intercourse with her. We could still give her oral pleasure, and I could
still fuck her. Of course I couldn't feel much, and I'm sure she couldn't
either. But we all enjoyed it anyway. Soon though, we resorted to strictly
oral sex all around.

  One Saturday, Tracy was away with her mother, shopping for yet more baby
stuff. John and I had slept late. We awoke holding each other. That wasn't
unusual any more, but today was different. My hand was wrapped around his
cock, something I had come to like a lot. I started to stroke it, of course
it rose to it's magnificent size. I took him into my mouth and nursed on it
for a while, as he became fully awake.

  John always takes a long time to cum, so I was in no hurry. I just wanted
to please him. I had become accustom to his cock over the last 6 months, so
I was able to fit more of him in my mouth. Not all but most. As I serviced
him, he asked if I would like to try something new. I pulled off his cock
and looked at him questioningly. He got the lube we keep in the nightstand
by the bed, and began rubbing it on my dick.

  Tracy and I had anal sex sometimes, she can feel me there better than in
her pussy. So I knew where this was going. John said "Will you fuck me?"
Who was I to say no to such a sweet offer.

  I spooned behind him, and he guided me in. I took it slow, and soon was
balls deep in him. It was tight and warm just like Tracy's ass. I stroked
his big cock as I pumped in and out of him for a few minutes. Too soon, I
was unloading my wad in his rear passage.

  After I recovered, I noticed he was still hard in my hand. I was going to
blow him, when he got up and went to the toilet. When he returned, I
watched that wonderful cock swinging as he walked to the bed and climbed
in. I latched on to his cock and stroked it for a minute as I decided what
I wanted. I reached for the lube.

  "No, Robert, I'm too big," John argued.

   I continued to apply the lube. "Please, John, I really want to please
you too. I want this in me. If it gets to be too much I will say so."

  I lubed my ass, and John started to get behind me. "No, I want it face to
face." He started by using one then two fingers in me. By the time he had
three fingers in me I was about to climb the walls with need. I pulled him
over me, and put my knees in the air. "Take me please, John."

  I knew it was going to hurt. I was right. When the large head finally
popped in, I almost cried. John started to withdraw. "Don't you dare take
it out now that it's in." I wished we had started with something smaller,
but I wasn't giving up. He let me rest a minute before continuing. He
pushed in a bit and withdrew a bit. Then pushed in a bit more. It was
excruciating, but I just bit my bottom lip and encouraged him to
continue. To his credit he didn't want to, but I insisted. Pretty soon I
was able to take more and eventually probably about half of him.

  John was in complete control, giving me no more than I could take. Soon
he picked up speed and was pumping me with the same steady stroke he used
on Tracy. I could see how she loved this now.

  I was in awe of this man. He bent down and kissed me as he kept up the
steady pace. I lost it. I came harder than I ever had, without even
touching my dick. I squirted cum between our bellies, and he just kept
on. I was holding him to me, and raising my ass off the bed, trying to get
more of him in me. By now I was taking about 3/4 of it. Then I came again,
even stronger than before. More cum between our bellies. As I recovered
from that I felt him pulse in me. I could feel his cum shooting up in my
belly, and I had another orgasm, though I doubt anything was left to shoot
out.

  "I love you John." I said with complete conviction, as we lay coupled by
his wonderful cock. "Yes, and I love you too. I thought you knew that. I am
in love with you and Tracy. That's why I wanted you to fuck me. I have
never let another man in my ass. With you it's different. We, the three of
us belong together."

  "I know. That is just how I feel too. I know Tracy does as well."

  "Are we gonna tell her about this?"

  "Well, it does concern her too, so we should."

  John removed his cock from my ass, and I was amazed that I suddenly felt
like something was missing. Of course I had a certain emptiness where his
cock had been, but I just didn't feel complete. I went to the toilet and
eliminated what had to be a quart of cum along with everything else. I
started the shower and John joined me. We did a lot of kissing and
fondling, and had just finished when Tracy returned.

  "How are my sleepy boys this morning?"

  "We're good dear. Uh.. we have something to tell you though." she sat
down sort of awkwardly since her belly was quite large by now. She looked
very concerned.

  "We..uh John and I.. had sex."

  "Yeah, so?"

  "Anal sex."

  "Yeah, so?"

  "What do you mean 'So'.. I just told you I had sex with a man and all you
can say is 'So'?"

  "Are you saying, this is the first time?"

  "Of course it's the first time."

  "Oh, I'm sorry, I misunderstood. I mean after all, you two are so close,
and I have been sort of out of commission. I just assumed you had been for
a while now. Ahh.. that is so sweet of you to tell me too. So you got to
fuck John's ass..nice. Did you like it?"

  "Yes, it was nice, but not nearly as good as when he fucked me."

  "What!!? John fucked you too. That huge cock of his fit in your ass?"

  "Well, not all of it. It did hurt a bit too."

  "Oh my god. Even I wouldn't have tried that, and I have had a cock in me
before. Just yours, but still.." John had been quiet through out this whole
exchange. "What do you have to say for yourself, Mister? Raping my husband
with that monster. Are you proud of your self?" She asked smiling at us.

  "Well, actually, a little bit, yes. I'm even more proud of Robert for
trying and taking as much as he did."

  "I can't turn my back on you boys for a minute. It's a good thing I
returned when I did or the neighbors cat might have been next on your
list. So, Robert, did he make you cum when he fucked you?"

  I simply nodded and held up three fingers to indicate how many times. "oh
my god. You came three times while he fucked you?" John answered that
one. "He had already cum in me first, so he only got three more." he
boasted.

  "I have never heard of guys being multi-orgasmic."

  "I can't speak for all but John certainly does it for me." I said.

  "Did you cum when Robert fucked you John?"

  "Well.. no, but I really liked it. It was the first time for me too, and
we were pretty excited, and...uh..I really loved him being in me."

  "I know, I love him being in me too, even when I don't cum."

  John and I watched a couple of hours of sports on TV. without bothering
to get dressed. Tracy was in and out, doing things in the nursery,
occasionally stopping to grope one or both of us. We seem to be constantly
hard. She made a meatloaf for dinner. Of course we had wine/soft drinks on
the patio. With the new addition, we were totally secluded.

  We all showered together, taking our time and loving each other. When we
got to bed, John and I concentrated our efforts on Tracy. We switched off
between her upper half and her bottom half. Both of us making her cum
several times.

  Then they shared my dick for a while, with me ending in Tracy's mouth. As
I recovered, Tracy lubed Johns cock. I was unaware of this until I felt her
two lubed fingers slide in my ass. I opened my eyes and saw his beautiful
cock, and just raised my knees in the air. John entered me slowly, of
course, as my wife kissed me. After the head had cleared my muscle, I
pulled my knees farther back to give him complete access.

  John, the consummate lover, controlled his pace and depth to
perfection. By the time I had cum the first time, I could feel his huge
ball sack on my ass. I finally knew what it was like to have him
completely. It was heaven.

  By the second orgasm, I was crying out for him to 'fuck me' just like
Tracy does. I could see in her eyes, she was enjoying it almost as much as
John and I were. Then, just as I hit another peak, I felt him swell and
bury that 'monster cock' all the way in me and explode a massive load in my
depths, and I passed out from my orgasm.

  When I came to, John was smiling down at me, still buried deep inside of
me even though I could tell he was much softer now. Tracy Kissed me and
said, "Welcome back."

   "How long was I out?"

   John looked at the clock and proudly said "17 minutes." He was setting
back on his heels with my legs over his hips and I could see where his cock
still connected us.

  "You fucked me unconscious?"

   "Yeah, aint it cool?"

   I looked at my belly and saw the pool of cum drying there, "Is that all
mine?"

   "Yeah, aint it cool?"

   "My god! What did you do to me? I don't cum that much in a week."

  "yeah.."

   I had to interrupt him, "I know, it's cool it's cool. I think I'm
pregnant now. Will you pull that monster out of my ass so I can go clean
up" John withdrew, but not before giving me a kiss and a little thrust.

  I turned on the shower to warm it, then hit the toilet. As I entered the
shower I was followed by a gleeful John and Tracy. They bathed me as if I
were the Dali llama or something. Tracy kept comparing the orgasms John is
able to give us. While John just strutted around like he won the lottery,
saying how cool it was.

  I had to admit, It was very cool, but what was I becoming? Now not only
did I want it, I needed it, craved it. I was addicted to monster cock just
like Tracy. Well, I was addicted to Johns monster cock at least. I really
didn't want any other man. Was that really any better? I'm addicted to my
wife's lover's cock. Oh shit! As these thoughts ran through my mind, I saw
that beautiful cock swinging in front of John. I got on my knees and took
it into my mouth.

  That's how the next few weeks went. My wife would ride my face, while her
lover rode my ass. I'm not complaining, mind you. It was fantastic. I was
definitely addicted to John and his cock. He resized me, just as he had
Tracy. I looked at some gay porn on the computer, it did nothing for me. I
visited the men's room at the mall, and peeked at other guys equipment. It
did nothing for me. It was only John (although I did get several offers at
the mall I'm proud to say).

  Our daughter was born in mid April. Tracy named her Genette, after
Tracy's mom. We called her Genie. Maybe we shouldn't have let the genie out
of the bottle. Tracy's mother and my mother alternated coming by the house
every day to help with the baby, while Tracy recovered. John was relegated
to the guest house. After Tracy and the baby were asleep John and I would
retire to guest house, where we would share some wine and the bed.

  I was now able to take his cock with just a little lube and no pain. He
would pop inside me and turn me into his bitch. He was never rough with
Tracy, but when I would ask, he would pound me good. My balls must have
been working overtime too. My God! How he made me cum so much. I would wake
up early, just so he could fuck me again before our day started.

  Because of all that was going on here, John postponed his annual trip to
Texas for a couple of weeks, and cut it to just six week.

  After her recovery time, Tracy was back to her old self. I got to go
first since she was still a little sore and I'm much smaller than John. I
must say I truly enjoyed being inside her again. I know most husbands have
to masturbate during their wives recovery from childbirth. I haven't had to
do that since we met John. None of us has. Still, it was very nice to be
back in the saddle though.

  The first week or so I was the only one to have actual intercourse with
her. Then John would fuck me as I ate my cum from her pussy. Soon though,
she wanted John again. As always, I was amazed at the sight of their
lovemaking. She opened herself to him completely, and I don't blame her. He
gave her what she needed. That monster cock bringing her to multiple
orgasms. She seemed to cum continuously that first time with John.

  I thought I might be jealous seeing them together again. The last time I
was worried that she would like him more than me. This time I was worried
that he would like her more than me. The jealousy never materialized. I was
just happy for them both, for the three of us actually. To his credit, John
managed to keep us both filled with monster cock.

  John left for Texas. We were busy with Genie so we didn't miss him as
much as last year. He was always on our mind and in our hearts. We chatted
with him daily too, so that helped. Tracy and I were still very much in
love too. While he was away we had sex regularly. Maybe not the mind
blowing sex we both had with him. but still very nice.

  One evening, during our post coital cuddle, Tracy said "That was so neat
the first time John fucked you and you passed out."

  "Yes, but it was the second time he fucked me, not the first. Remember?"

  "Well it was the first time I got to see it. When you woke up, you said
you thought he might have gotten you pregnant. That was so funny."

  "I wasn't laughing. If it were possible, I'm sure it would have happened
then. He fucked me unconscious for gods sake."

  "Yes, he sure did. Do you wish it had happened?"

  "Do I wish what had happened?"

  "Do you wish it were possible for you to get pregnant, and he had
'knocked you up' with his baby?"

  "If it were possible, I would have yours or his baby. We seem to be in a
three-way marriage anyway. I do love you both, you know that. John loves
the two of us too. I have no doubt that you love John and I, although I
hope you love me a little more. Some how he just fills in the gaps."

  "Well, he certainly fills my gap, and apparently yours too." she couldn't
help but laugh. Me too.

  "Aren't you the little punster. But you're right. He sure knows how to
use that monster cock of his."

  "Are you concerned you might be turning gay?"

  "I have given it some thought. I came to the conclusion, that it's just
us. I can't explain it better than that. I have no desire for any other
man, or woman for that matter, than just you and John. I have always loved
you, when John came into the picture, I loved him because of what he did
for you. Now, he's a part of us."

   "I know just what you mean. It's like we are symbiotic. Each of our
lives depend on the other two.

  John returned from Texas, happy to see us, amazed at little Genie's
growth. When we got home, we all had snacks and drinks by the pool. I was
sitting on the steps in the pool, with Genie on my knees. She was splashing
and laughing and really having a grand time. I looked around and noticed
that Mommy and "uncle John" weren't with us. I smiled to myself knowing
that the monster was busy.

  I rinsed Genie and myself off in the pool house shower. I took her into
the main house and put her down for a nap. I still hadn't seen my wife or
uncle John, so I went to the master bedroom. The door wasn't closed so I
listened for a while.

  They were Kissing and fucking. No surprise there. Then, "I just love your
cock in me, John"

  "You know I love being in you too, Tracy."

  "We are both in love with you. Robert even said he wish you had made him
pregnant with your baby."

  "I feel the same about the two of you. Although I wish I could get Robert
pregnant, I don't think a baby will come out of his ass."

  "I thought you didn't want children."

  "I didn't, until the first time I saw Genie. She is just so beautiful,
and although I know she is Robert's, I just feel like she's partly mine
too. She's the child of the three of us, as far as I'm concerned."

  "Yes.. Oh.. please just keep fucking me."

  I started to cry. John felt that Genie was partly his. How amazing is
that? I went in and got in bed with them, just as Tracy had another gut
wrenching orgasm. John always loves to watch us cum on his cock. He was
grinning from ear to ear, as he continued to send her to lala land.

  He picked up the speed a little and really gave her long, deep, hard
thrusts. He built her to a crescendo as Tracy came over and over, then he
pushed in deep one last time and groaned out his orgasm. Tracy screamed and
passed out. Been there.. done that. John was quite pleased with
himself. Truth be known, so was I.



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  I was cleaning Johns cock with my tongue when Tracy came around. "Shit,
John, this is getting to be a habit for you." she said as she leaned in for
a kiss from us. "Aint it cool!" was his reply.

  A week after his return, Johns parents were killed in an accident. Their
small car was pushed off a high freeway overpass by a oil transport
truck. John was decimated. We all flew down with him for the funeral, and
to tidy up their affairs.

  The funeral was packed. They must have had lot of friends. I asked John
about it because he said he had a bad childhood. He told us of how his
parents adopted him at 8 years old, before that he was abused by his
natural parents. Beaten and starved he ran away and lived on the streets
for a while. He was picked up by the police one day and placed in a foster
home. He was in ST. Louis, his adoptive parents went through an agency and
flew to Mo. to meet him. They immediately fell in love with him and adopted
him.

  "They were wonderful people." he said through tears. "You can see how
many people loved them by the funeral turnout."

  We returned home while he staid behind to finish up their affairs. He had
a very good friend all through school that was going to help him sell their
belongings. Their will was simple, he got everything. He chose whatever
keepsakes he wanted and told his friend to sell the rest. He listed the
house with an agent and then returned home to us.

  The oil company's insurance gave him huge settlement to not sue them. His
parents also had life insurance policies with double indemnity, and with
the sale of the house and stuff, John didn't need to work any more. He
decided he would work off this year's contract with the University, then
retire at the age of 31.

  We Decided to take Cruise for Christmas. Our parents were going to share
in the care of Genie. They said it was their gift us. We knew it was more
like a gift to them, but who cares. John, wanted to choose the cruise so we
let him. When departure day arrived, we still didn't know where we were
going. John had said to pack for warm weather, so we did. We landed in
Atlanta. I told John that it's unlikely we would find a cruise ship
here. He led us to another terminal where we boarded another plane. This
one was headed to Nassau. I told him "Well at least there is water there."

  We got a cab at the airport and John directed him to take us to the
Atlantis hotel. We were met at a side entrance and led down a path to a
beautiful marina. There must have been 50 large yachts docked. That is when
I started to think something a little fishy was going on. I was right. We
were taken to the same yacht that Tracy and I had honeymooned on.

  The Capt. greeted us and said he was happy to see us again. I asked him
about why we are boarding here instead of Miami like last time. He said it
was what John had asked for. He said it would help with the surprise. He
was right, of course.

  The steward arrived with our luggage in tow The captain said " I assume
you and your wife will be in the master suite, where shall we take his
bags?" "Put them all in the master suite, please." I don't know if he
thought we would separate them later or what, but he didn't even flinch.

  We rested a while on the aft deck with soft drinks and snacks. The
captain informed us, since we were staying in the marina tonight, all the
amenities of the hotel were at our disposal. The Atlantis has a huge water
park and aquarium, a very nice casino, and lots of shops and restaurants.

  Tracy opted to go to the aquarium while John and I decided to try and
break the casino. We agreed to meet back on the yacht for dinner. We spent
4 hrs. in the casino and between us won $2,600. Not bad for 4 hrs. work we
laughed.

  Back on board, we had a wonderful meal. Then a dip in the onboard hot
tub. We were all pretty tired so we decided to call it a night. in our room
we all had showers then, of course, sex. Tracy and I started while john was
still in the shower. As I was slowly stroking her, just a warm up for Johns
big cock, she whispered in my ear "I'm pregnant" I just smiled and kissed
her. When John joined us he got the same treatment just after her first
orgasm from the monster. "I'm pregnant." He glanced at her then smiled and
kissed her.

  "How long have you known?" I asked

  "A couple of weeks."

  "Do you know who the father is?"

  "Does it matter?"

  John looked at me and I at him "NO" we both said.

  "Good. When we went to Texas, I forgot my pills. I haven't taken them
since. It could be either of you."

  A lot of the cruise was a celebration. We celebrated the pregnancy, we
celebrated Christmas, we celebrated being on vacation, We even celebrated
the baby's three parents.

  We had two wonderful weeks on that ship. The crew had to know we all
slept together. They only had to make one bed and clean one suite. We told
them she was pregnant and to not let her drink anything with alcohol. I'm
sure they could put two and two together and come up with three.

  We discussed names for the baby. If it is a boy, Garreth, after John's
recently departed father. If it is a girl, Glenda, after my mother, also to
stay in the "g" theme.

  Garreth was born in late July. A good time, because Tracy was out for the
summer and John, (having now retired) was home to take her to the
hospital. I left work and met them at the hospital. John and I both waited
in the fathers lounge, The staff was a little confused about us both being
the father.

  The birth certificate has my name on it, but Garreth has Johns cock on
him. Even the nurses were saying how gifted he was. Guess we know who the
father really is. This became more evident the first time my mom changed
Garreth's diaper. I guess she expected to see the same thing she saw when
she had changed my diaper as a baby. She gave an audible gasp and "Oh my!"
She then looked accusingly at John.

  Tracy's mom had a similar response. No gasp, just the "Oh my". Then she
looked at John admiringly. I think at some point Tracy may have told her
mother about us all. She treats John and I equally. Now after seeing the
evidence she probably understands completely.

  As with her first pregnancy, Tracy had to give up intercourse. I became
John's number one fuck buddy. I'm not complaining, I love the role. We
never left Tracy out, though. He and I again, slept in the guest house most
nights after the birth. He still gave me multiple orgasms, and I still shot
huge amounts of cum all over myself. I never even have to touch my dick and
I shoot. Just amazing!

  Tracy and I love each other very much. We have intercourse as much as any
couple that has been together as long as we have. Yes she is permanently
resized to fit John, but we don't mind. It's the love we share that binds
us. A lot of couples divorce because one or the other has an affair. We
don't have that problem. We know about each other's lover, and we both love
him.

  Gwyneth, (hey.. It's the only 'g' name we all agreed on) was born almost
1 year to the day, after Garreth. We're not sure who the father is, she
kind of looks like all three of us. She is our last child. We have two
girls and a boy, to share between two men and a woman. How perfect is that?

  The following January, while going through Decembers bank statements, I
noticed an extra $50,000 in the children's college fund account. I
confronted John about it.

  "I've made some really good investments, I have plenty. It was a
Christmas gift. They are going to get it all when I die anyway, so why not
help them out before then.?" I cried a little, then gave him a blow
job. That was for me as much as him.

  This is our story. We don't flaunt our lifestyle. We don't march in any
"pride parades". We don't need to force ourselves on others, morally or
politically. We only promote a loving atmosphere for families. By that I
don't mean that our children will grow up in a "free" or "nudist"
environment. The kids know I am their father, Tracy is their mother, John
is their godfather, who they call Uncle John. They are not exposed to what
goes on in our bedroom. They will have a happy, healthy, childhood.

The End
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