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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
19/12/2021
I'd been crazy about this girl, Amber, since high school. I'd dated her some, but she was really hooked on a tall, muscular guy who became a long haul trucker not long after he graduated. Since he was gone so much, she went out with me more, and finally married me after I asked her over and over.
It was obvious she was still hung up on the trucker, and she finally admitted it when I pressed her. She said she loved me, but that he was her first guy and I needed to understand she could never completely forget him.
I asked her why she didn't marry him, and she said he'd told her he never wanted to marry, he wasn't the family type, and she better forget that. I wasn't too angry because I kind of suspected all that before I married her.
We'd been married about a year when one day she got a phone call that I overheard. It sounded strange, and as soon as she hung up, she said she was going out to shop for a few things. I didn't believe her, but I didn't say anything other than be careful of the traffic.
I followed her in my own car and kept a safe distance. She goes right to this trucker's house. His rig was out in his yard. She's only 5'1'' (but with an hourglass figure), and when he swaggers out on his porch she runs up to him and jumps, wrapping her legs around his waist.
He carries her inside his house like that. I guess that's when I really knew I was a cuckold, because I got so hard I jacked off right there in the car. I drove back home, more exhilarated and excited than angry.
She comes home about two hours later, with a few things from shopping. Of course I gave her a big kiss and acted like nothing had happened. I came on to her a little later, but she said she was tired and not feeling great.
A few weeks later she gets another call. I followed her and she went there again. It was easy to figure that whenever he was home from the road, he was going to call her. This happened over and over, and I acted like I never suspected a thing.
One day she said she had something to tell me. She said, "I know we've been using the condoms and spermicides, but somehow I got pregnant (she couldn't use the pill or other forms of birth control due to side effects). The doctor confirmed it today. I know we were going to wait a while to have kids, but I hope you'll be happy anyway."
I was happy, but I knew full well the baby wasn't mine. She very rarely said yes to sex, and when she did, we usually used TWO goddamn condoms and spermicide. There was no failure, that was bullshit.
I figured it was time to let her know I knew. I said, "Look, Amber, the baby isn't mine. I know it and you know it. It belongs to your old trucker friend. I've seen you at his house a dozen times."
Amber burst into tears and admitted everything. She said he just refused to use condoms, ever. She said she was so sorry, and begged me not to divorce her. She said she'd try to get an abortion but it was probably too late. I put my hand over her mouth and said, "It's ok, Amber. I'll raise the baby as my own."
She seemed shocked, and whimpered, "You still love me?" I said yes, I do.
So, we prepared for what was to come. I redecorated the spare bedroom into a nursery, and being a pretty good woodworker, I built a crib and changing table. I bought all kinds of books like Dad's Guide to Pregnancy For Dummies, and child care books for after the baby was born.
One day before Amber started showing the trucker called again. I heard her say, "No, no, that was the last time, forget it."
I motioned for her to mute the phone for a second. I said, "Amber, you know you like it. It relieves your stress. Go ahead. Why stop now?" Amber had to decide quick, so she said into the phone, "Ok, I'll be right there." Amber said before she left, "Don't ever complain, because you just said I could do this."
I agreed never to complain and Amber kept seeing him whenever he called. She let me have sex more often too and it was nice not to have to wear a condom or fool with spermicides. Sometimes, not often enough, she let me go down on her after she came home, as long as I was gentle and soothed her. Sometimes her little pussy was so red, puffy and battered, I almost felt sorry for her.
When Amber really started showing, the trucker stopped calling. I think it was because he didn't find her as attractive, but I don't know for sure.
She just kept getting bigger and bigger. It was a turn on for me, because I kept thinking how much this guy had changed my wife's body. He's the one who took her virginity, then after I marry her, he gets her pregnant.
Her belly grows and grows, her tits and ass get bigger, her pussy lips get darker and her nipples too. Her pussy had that musky smell some pregnant women get, and I loved going down on her even more. Because of the pressure from her belly, she'd pee a little when she orgasmed, and of course I'd swallow every drop.
A few days after her due date, she went into labor. The doctors had said she might need a cesarean, but the baby's head started crowning even before I got her to the hospital. She gave birth naturally, but it really tore her pussy up. They had to sew some areas down there, and even after she completely healed, she never regained the tightness she had before. Her stretch marks never completely went away either, and her stomach will never be as taut as it once was. She's still got a great figure and is sexy as hell though, don't get me wrong.
The trucker never called again. I think Amber tried to get in touch with him, but he never took her calls. A few years later he got killed in an accident on the road. When Amber read his obit, she broke down, and was a basket case for a day or so.
But I guess the trucker has a form of immortality. I'm raising his son who is now fifteen years old and looks like his younger twin. (we've never told him or anyone else who his bio father is).
And he inadvertently made sure I'd never be a father. Amber said she loved her son, but she was never, ever going to have another baby after what she went through. I finally had a vasectomy just so I could have unprotected sex with her again.
We just celebrated our anniversary and I admit, I love that little minx than ever.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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It was obvious she was still hung up on the trucker, and she finally admitted it when I pressed her. She said she loved me, but that he was her first guy and I needed to understand she could never completely forget him.
I asked her why she didn't marry him, and she said he'd told her he never wanted to marry, he wasn't the family type, and she better forget that. I wasn't too angry because I kind of suspected all that before I married her.
We'd been married about a year when one day she got a phone call that I overheard. It sounded strange, and as soon as she hung up, she said she was going out to shop for a few things. I didn't believe her, but I didn't say anything other than be careful of the traffic.
I followed her in my own car and kept a safe distance. She goes right to this trucker's house. His rig was out in his yard. She's only 5'1'' (but with an hourglass figure), and when he swaggers out on his porch she runs up to him and jumps, wrapping her legs around his waist.
He carries her inside his house like that. I guess that's when I really knew I was a cuckold, because I got so hard I jacked off right there in the car. I drove back home, more exhilarated and excited than angry.
She comes home about two hours later, with a few things from shopping. Of course I gave her a big kiss and acted like nothing had happened. I came on to her a little later, but she said she was tired and not feeling great.
A few weeks later she gets another call. I followed her and she went there again. It was easy to figure that whenever he was home from the road, he was going to call her. This happened over and over, and I acted like I never suspected a thing.
One day she said she had something to tell me. She said, "I know we've been using the condoms and spermicides, but somehow I got pregnant (she couldn't use the pill or other forms of birth control due to side effects). The doctor confirmed it today. I know we were going to wait a while to have kids, but I hope you'll be happy anyway."
I was happy, but I knew full well the baby wasn't mine. She very rarely said yes to sex, and when she did, we usually used TWO goddamn condoms and spermicide. There was no failure, that was bullshit.
I figured it was time to let her know I knew. I said, "Look, Amber, the baby isn't mine. I know it and you know it. It belongs to your old trucker friend. I've seen you at his house a dozen times."
Amber burst into tears and admitted everything. She said he just refused to use condoms, ever. She said she was so sorry, and begged me not to divorce her. She said she'd try to get an abortion but it was probably too late. I put my hand over her mouth and said, "It's ok, Amber. I'll raise the baby as my own."
She seemed shocked, and whimpered, "You still love me?" I said yes, I do.
So, we prepared for what was to come. I redecorated the spare bedroom into a nursery, and being a pretty good woodworker, I built a crib and changing table. I bought all kinds of books like Dad's Guide to Pregnancy For Dummies, and child care books for after the baby was born.
One day before Amber started showing the trucker called again. I heard her say, "No, no, that was the last time, forget it."
I motioned for her to mute the phone for a second. I said, "Amber, you know you like it. It relieves your stress. Go ahead. Why stop now?" Amber had to decide quick, so she said into the phone, "Ok, I'll be right there." Amber said before she left, "Don't ever complain, because you just said I could do this."
I agreed never to complain and Amber kept seeing him whenever he called. She let me have sex more often too and it was nice not to have to wear a condom or fool with spermicides. Sometimes, not often enough, she let me go down on her after she came home, as long as I was gentle and soothed her. Sometimes her little pussy was so red, puffy and battered, I almost felt sorry for her.
When Amber really started showing, the trucker stopped calling. I think it was because he didn't find her as attractive, but I don't know for sure.
She just kept getting bigger and bigger. It was a turn on for me, because I kept thinking how much this guy had changed my wife's body. He's the one who took her virginity, then after I marry her, he gets her pregnant.
Her belly grows and grows, her tits and ass get bigger, her pussy lips get darker and her nipples too. Her pussy had that musky smell some pregnant women get, and I loved going down on her even more. Because of the pressure from her belly, she'd pee a little when she orgasmed, and of course I'd swallow every drop.
A few days after her due date, she went into labor. The doctors had said she might need a cesarean, but the baby's head started crowning even before I got her to the hospital. She gave birth naturally, but it really tore her pussy up. They had to sew some areas down there, and even after she completely healed, she never regained the tightness she had before. Her stretch marks never completely went away either, and her stomach will never be as taut as it once was. She's still got a great figure and is sexy as hell though, don't get me wrong.
The trucker never called again. I think Amber tried to get in touch with him, but he never took her calls. A few years later he got killed in an accident on the road. When Amber read his obit, she broke down, and was a basket case for a day or so.
But I guess the trucker has a form of immortality. I'm raising his son who is now fifteen years old and looks like his younger twin. (we've never told him or anyone else who his bio father is).
And he inadvertently made sure I'd never be a father. Amber said she loved her son, but she was never, ever going to have another baby after what she went through. I finally had a vasectomy just so I could have unprotected sex with her again.
We just celebrated our anniversary and I admit, I love that little minx than ever.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
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