On Determinism

"Quit fighting it Kenny. What's so different this time? Talk to me."

He took his mouth off of his wife's very swollen nipple. Kenny's meltdown was having a strange effect on her. Instead of dowsing the fire burning in her, it fueled her sexual arousal.

Kenny's face was puffy from crying. Becky handed him a couple of tissues. He blew my nose.

Her voice, facial expression, and body language conveyed both control and concern. Her husband's distress was not causing her any stress.

Kenny shrugged his shoulders as he found it difficult to put into words what he was feeling.

This wasn't Becky's first rodeo. She thought if she spoke first he would open up. She grabbed his hand and softly caressed the back of it as she spoke.

"You're worried about what our families, friends, and coworkers will think. You don't know if you can handle the humiliation. You didn't think it would happen so soon."

Kenny nodded his head.

"I thought you loved the humiliation."

"I do," he assured her.

She said, "It's the vasectomy isn't it?"

Kenny replied, "Yes. It's so final. In the back of my mind I always thought there was a chance."

"That I would conceive with you? What made you think that was a possibility. You know how I feel."

"I do. I just thought you might one day want to have one with me."

She reached out and caressed his cheek, "I've never had that urge. That's why I encouraged you to get snipped."

"You told me to never say never."

"I did. I suppose it's possible I wake up one day and decide I want to have your baby. We can always get your vasectomy reversed."

She immediately noticed the effect her words had on him. It gave him hope and snapped him out of his funk. She wasn't saying it because she might change her mind, but to boost his spirits. Deep down she suspected he knew she was only telling him what he wanted to hear. She had no intention of ever following through.

"Thanks Mistress Rebecca."

"You're welcome, Cuck."

She rolled onto her back, "Lay between my legs, Cuck. I'm so wet. I have a treat for you."

He did as she asked. His three inch erection throbbed in its cage. He could smell her lover's semen.

She reminded him to go slow. He extended his tongue and licked the semen dripping from her vagina.

She reached over and picked up the phone on the nightstand. She used the buttons to dial the number.

Her latest lover had been waiting for her call and picked up on the second ring.

Kenny looked up. She put a finger to her lip signaling him to be quiet.

"Hi Father. Everything's good. He's happy for us. He was a little emotional, but that was to be expected. Yes, we're reconnecting. We'll stop by tomorrow so he can thank you face to face. I love you too. Sweet dreams."

She ended the call and put the phone back on its base.

Push button phones were so much better than rotary ones.

She allowed herself to focus on the pleasure her cuckold husband was giving her. He was very skilled at performing cunnilingus. Father's cock always left her feeling tender and stretched.

Kenny's tongue was just what her sex needed. He used his tongue like a small cock and fucked her vagina. She grabbed his head with both hands and pushed and pulled it controlling the intercourse.

"That's it, cuck. Fuck momma with your tongue. Hmmm, feels good. Get it all cuck. Clean me out. Suck my clit. Oh God!"

She pushed his head away, unable to handle any more stimulation.

Kenny and Becky were both breathing heavy.

"Lay on top of me," she said.

She liked having him on top of her, his cage against her vagina. She no longer worried if any of the sperm leaking from his caged penis could somehow make their way into her uterus and get her pregnant.

She wondered why they had waited so long for him to get snipped. He was three months post vasectomy. He had provided samples twice. Both came back free of sperm meaning he was now officially sterile.

They stared into each other's eyes.

"Thank you Mistress Rebecca," Kenny softly said.

"For what?" Becky asked.

He smiled, pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him back.

"For keeping me from spiraling."

She ran her hands up and down his back.

"Someone has to. I figured today's news might trigger it. You are happy for Father and I aren't you?"

"I am. He was a good choice."

"I think so too. I wanted to do something really special for him and for you. I know you'll be a great dad to Father's and my child."

"I will. I love being a dad."

"I know you do. Just like I love being a mom and making babies. We've got three beautiful, athletic, intelligent and because of you, sweet kids."

"And now we'll have a fourth. Do you think you'll want more?"

"Maybe," she coyly asked, "but only if you want another one."

"I'll want another."

His cage felt really small.

She looked at him, "You being there when I conceived made it really special. It was so hot and romantic looking at him while you guided him into me."

"It was. Sitting on the chair and watching the two of you make love was beautiful, watching your body respond to his cock, seeing you orgasm, but the best part was when he told me to get on the bed and cup his scrotum as he inseminated you. I could feel each stream leave him and enter you."

She liked reminiscing with him. They had made a lot of memories in their years together.

She asked him if he wanted to go in her.

"Are you serious? You want me to go in you?"

"I am. Only if you want to go in me."

He looked torn.

"Shouldn't we clear it with Father first? I don't want to do anything he might interpret as undermining his authority."

"We don't have to tell him."

Kenny continued to hesitate.

Becky smiled, "You would feel too guilty."

He nodded yes, wondering why he was torpedoing this opportunity to have intercourse with his wife, wondering why he felt it would be disloyal to her lover, the father of the child growing inside of her.

She loved this quality about him. He was loyal to a fault which was good because she was just the opposite. He didn't hold her to the same standard.

"Fine," she said sounding irritated, but feeling deep down very proud of him.

"At least let me give you a hand job. Take off my necklace."

He undid the clasp, then got off of her and laid down beside her.

She took the key affixed to the necklace and unlocked the lock securing his cage. As she pulled the tube off his penis expanded. She snuggled up next to him and began to slowly and softly caress his penis.

She decided it was a perfect time to take a trip down memory lane.

"Remember the first time I cuckolded you sweetie?"

"As if it was yesterday Mistress Rebecca."

"I knew you were husband material after that night. You were so sweet. Remember the drive to his apartment? We barely spoke. I remember asking you before I got out of the car if he'll want me. You told me he would be crazy not to, that I looked really beautiful."

Kenny said, "I remember. You were so calm and collected. I was scared it was the beginning of the end that you would leave me for him. I was also ashamed at the thoughts I was having."

"And what thoughts were you having Kenny?"

"That I wanted him to be a better lover than I was. You deserved it. I should have wanted it to be a disaster, but I wanted it to be just the opposite."

She smiled, "And what you wanted came true. He was very good. Until that night I had no idea how good intercourse could be. After that night I knew if we were going to make it there would have to be changes in our relationship."

She continued, "I entered his apartment still very naive and left feeling very worldly and satisfied in ways I knew you would never be able to satisfy me. But you knew that would be the outcome when you dropped me off."

Kenny nodded his head in agreement. He had asked around and learned Mario fancied himself a ladies' man. He was a player. He sought out women who were in relationships. What turned him on was getting them to cheat.

He didn't think Mario would want a long term relationship, but he also wondered if he was wrong. Or if Mario's real goal wasn't just to take her to bed but to get her to break up with Kenny.

"You waited six hours for me. I got in the car. You didn't say a word for the first half hour. Then you asked me how was it. I asked if you really wanted to know. You said you did, even added please."

"I told you it was really good. You said you were glad. I asked if you hated me. You told me you loved me even more. I asked even after what I did. You assured me that even after. It was then the urge hit me."

"I saw a sign for a rest stop and asked you to stop there. You thought I needed to pee. I told you to find someplace private. You stopped there car. I told you I was getting in the back seat and asked you to join me."

"I laid down. You got in. I asked you to make love to me. I meant it as an invitation to have intercourse. I thought it would only be fair to let you have unprotected sex with me like I had with Mario."

"You didn't get on top of me but knelt on the floor. I opened my legs. You kissed the inside of each thigh. You licked the crotch of my panties. I thought about pulling them to the side, but together we pulled them down."

"Right before your tongue touched my pussy I told you we hadn't used protection. I figured you should know you would be tasting him. You began licking me."

"It was then I knew lovemaking between us was different from how people normally define lovemaking. You used your tongue to make love to me while Mario had used his cock."

"I told you I loved you. I thanked you for driving me to his apartment, for being so supportive. I told you how good it was, that I orgasmed during intercourse. I apologized for not being careful. You always wore a condom when we had sex."

"I got into what we were doing. I told you to clean me out. And you did. Afterwards I told you how hot it had been. The perfect ending to a perfect night. I was going to have you go in me, but you had climaxed while licking me."

"For two months you drove me to Mario's. Afterwards we stopped at the rest stop so you could make love to me. I had my first threesome with Mario and his brother. On my last visit Mario and five of his fraternity brothers had sex with me."

Kenny added to her story, "And a few weeks later you told me you had missed your period. We bought a kit. You were pregnant. You asked me what you should do. I told you we should get married. You reminded me it wasn't mine and that we weren't done with school."

She said, "And you assured me we would be fine. You sounded so confident. You wanted to tell my parents you were the father, but I knew they would know you weren't once they saw the baby."

Kenny said, "They handled it better than I thought they would. I remember your dad insisting Mario should marry you and you telling him you didn't love Mario but me. He asked me if I was sure I wanted to go through with it as everyone would know I wasn't the father."

"I told him I did. We got married and lived in the apartment over the garage for three years."

"Your family was just as accepting as mine. I think they knew our marriage would be different. Remember New Year's Eve?"

"I do."

Kenny groaned, unable to prevent his climax. His penis spurted streams of sperm free semen as his wife jacked his penis. Her mentioning their first New Year's Eve had triggered his climax.

"That was intense."

"It looked intense. Let me get a washcloth or would you prefer I have you clean it up?"

She scooped up his ejaculate and fed it back to her cuckold husband. He thanked her afterwards.

New Year's Eve had been memorable not just because it was their first New Year's Eve as a married couple, but because of what happened. They were out celebrating when who should they cross paths with but Mario and several of his fraternity brothers.

Mario didn't care that she was married and neither did Becky. She invited them to their apartment. Kenny said nothing. His stomach was twisted in knots.

Within minutes of entering their apartment Mario and Becky began kissing. He told his brothers this was the girl he had shared with others in their fraternity.

"She's a real freak."

Kenny was a spectator. He watched as Becky had sex with each man, then have sex with all of them, jacking off two while sucking one as Mario fucked her.

They spent the night. Before they left she had sex with each man again.

He admonished her afterwards reminding her she needed to think about the baby. She asked him why he didn't stop her. He said he couldn't. She glared at him and said that it was because he wanted her to have sex with them.

He admitted she was right. She asked why he didn't try to have sex with her. He told her she knew why.

"Because they would know how small you are."

They avoided each other the rest of the day. She asked him if he was going to make them dinner. He asked what she wanted him to cook. She loved breakfast no matter the hour.

She was ravenous. She told him afterwards how delicious everything was and how hungry she had been. He told her she was eating for two.

"You're right. I should have never invited them to the apartment. It's just that I've been missing it."

"I'm sorry I'm not enough for you."

"It's not your fault Kenny. What you did was really sweet."

She then reminded him she hadn't showered. She asked if he wanted to make love. She laid on her back while Kenny stretched out between her legs. He climaxed in his underwear while licking her.

"Don't let me do that again. At least not until after the baby is born."

"I won't."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Promises, like secrets, are rarely kept. Becky's pregnancy had elevated her already high sex drive to a new level.

Kenny's uncle invited them to spend a weekend at his ranch. He asked Becky if she wanted to go or if he should go by himself. She assured him she wanted to go. She needed a break from the city.

"Besides, he invited us. It would be rude if I didn't go with you."

Kenny's uncle was one of those larger than life people. Tall, broad shouldered, loud, funny, intelligent, and a total horn dog.

Buck had been thinking about Becky ever since he first met her at their wedding. He knew the baby she was carrying wasn't his nephew's. They seemed happy and in love, but he suspected she needed more than Kenny could offer.

He thought she was a sexy young woman who would only get sexier as her pregnancy progressed. He had been fantasizing for months about fucking her heavily pregnant body.

He had her seduction all planned out. He figured Kenny wouldn't put up a fuss. After all he had married her after another man had knocked her up.

In her eighth month of pregnancy Becky relied more and more on Kenny to tend to her. He not only washed her, but shaved her, dried and combed out her hair, and gave her pedicures and manicures.

She was in the process of teaching him how to apply makeup. She told him he was a natural. Having him serve her in such an intimate way aroused her. She often rewarded him by opening her legs and inviting him to make love to her.

Her abdomen now prevented her from watching him pleasure her. While she loved the feel of his tongue, she missed Mario and his brother's cocks. The other fraternity boys had average sized cocks which were nice and twice the size of her cuckold husband's, but nowhere near as pleasurable as Mario and his brother's.

She had experimented with cucumbers, sausages, and a dildo someone had anonymously given them as a wedding gift. They were nice, but not nearly as nice as the real thing.

What she and Kenny rarely did was have intercourse. They both seemed to know he wasn't up to the task. He never pressured her to have intercourse, but instead encouraged her to masturbate him.

Most of the time while she jacked him off they talked about her exploits with Mario, his brother, and the fraternity brothers. She especially enjoyed talking to him as he fucked her with the dildo while she jacked him off.

She said she was looking forward to having sex with Mario after she delivered. Kenny asked her if she thought he was weird for wanting she and Mario to have sex. She assured him she didn't. She said every marriage is unique and what they did was no one's business.

She asked him what he liked so much about her having sex with Mario. He told her it was the obvious pleasure his cock gave her. He also liked seeing her handle other men's cocks and watching them spurt as she wanked them or swallowed their seed.

She rarely gave Kenny head. When she did she didn't swallow his seed but returned it to him in a kiss. She told him he was the best husband ever.

"My family and friends can't believe how much you spoil me. They are so jealous. You know you have quite the fan club. When you stepped up and said you wanted to marry me even though I was carrying another man's child, they saw you as a knight in shiny armor."

"What are we going to do at my uncle's?"

"I'll expect you to pamper me like you do at home."

"I wonder how my uncle will react seeing me waiting on you. He's very old school."

"Don't worry about him. I figure this is my last chance to really let loose before I have the baby. I'm looking forward to swimming and working on my tan. Do you think he would care if I didn't wear a swimsuit?"

His penis jerked when she asked him.

"I think he would be okay with it. I know he thinks you are beautiful."

"He does? You never told me that."

He told me when he was here for the wedding. He told me I was a good man for stepping up and preserving your honor."

"He must not think much of me."

"Just the opposite. He said he liked strong independent women like you, said you had taken a bad situation and made it work."

"With your help," she added.

"He must think I'm a slut."

"How would he know you did it with more than one man and over a two month period? The only ones who know what happened are the ones who were there."

She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of the sun's rays on her face. She pictured Mario and his brother spit roasting her. She missed Mario's cock.

After they arrived Kenny unloaded the car while Buck showed her around the house. She thought he was a very handsome older man. Kenny emptied the suitcases, putting her clothes in the drawers or on hangers in the closet. He put their toiletries in the bathroom.

Buck and Becky were in the kitchen.

"Becky says you do all the cooking and cleaning. Is that true?"

"It is sir."

"Then I'll show you where everything is in the kitchen. Laundry room is over there. I have a woman who does the laundry."

He showed Kenny where everything was in the kitchen. He then told Kenny to make them Margaritas, an alcohol free one for her and ones with plenty of tequila for them.

He escorted Becky out to the patio. He could hear bits and pieces of their conversation.

A few minutes later they sat down at a table on the patio.

He figured they were talking about her pregnancy. He heard from his uncle's mouth the words glow, fantastic, goddess. He knew Becky didn't feel particularly attractive so she would really appreciate his compliments.

"May I?" Buck asked.

She nodded yes as he placed a hand on her swollen belly.

"It's been kicking a lot."

"You don't know the sex."

"We asked the technician to not tell us. We want it to be a surprise."

Her dress was loose fitting. She sensed he wanted to place his hand on her bare skin to better feel the baby.

"Let me pull my dress up so you can better feel it."

She did, exposing her basketball of joy.

When Kenny joined them the view he had was of Buck intently feeling for movement, his hand moving about Becky's belly.

Becky was very matter of fact.

She took the drink Kenny offered and told Buck, "You felt that didn't you? The baby just kicked."