I ended up being over an hour late for work that day, my mouth still lined with Damien’s cum.

Jen called me around noon and she sounded nervous,

“What’s up Jen?” I asked.

“Trevor, did you write on the Lushstories website?”

“Yes Jen I did, I wrote about our life, why?”

“My dad has read it and he called me!” Jen replied, “He asked me if it was us?”

“Oh,” I stuttered.

I couldn’t wait to get home and find out what her father had said, and Damien gave us space to talk alone in the bedroom.

“What happened with your father?” I asked.

Jen told me that her dad had wanted all the details of our life.

“You could at least of chosen fictitious names!” Jen scolded.

“I didn’t think, Jen, what did your dad say?”

“I tried to deny it but he knew too much for it not to be true,” Jen replied, “so I had to come clean and admit that it was us!”

“Oh, what did he say?”

“He said that he would have loved to have been at the cuckold ceremony!”

“So, he wasn’t mad then?”

“No Trevor, he was anxious to hear all about it! I was shocked that he was so flippant about it all.”

“Oh, is that good news?” I nervously asked.

“I guess so; he asked if you had made love to me yet?” Jen said in a more relaxed tone.

“What did you say?”

“I told him that you and I have not fucked yet and that we never will!” Jen replied, “I told him that you will never see me naked!”

“Oh!”

“I told him all about Martin and Damien and how you are our cuck,” Jen shouted, “I told him that you suck my lovers off!”

“Oh my God Jen, was he okay with hearing that?”

“Yes he wanted to hear all about it,” Jen replied, “He even asked me about having children.”

“What about having children?”

“He asked me about kids, he said that I always wanted a baby and how that would happen if we never have sex?”

I wanted to reassure Jen.

“It would have to be Martin’s baby, wouldn’t it?” I smiled.

“Would you be okay with that, when we want children?” Jen asked.

“Of course, Jen, I agreed to that at the cuckold ceremony, didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did, but are you still okay with that?” Jen asked.

“Of course I am, it’s not like I could fuck you even if you agreed to that,” I smiled, “we’ve proved that my cock just isn’t big enough to penetrate you.”

“That’s true,” Jen smiled, “I told my dad that Martin would probably be the baby’s father when we want to have kids.”

Jen hugged me tightly, “God, I fucking love you, Trevor!”

“I love you too, Jen.”

“You give up so much for me and give me so much,” Jen smiled as she grabbed my naked cock.

“Jen, I love our life and how it is,” I smiled, my cock was hard now.

“So, was your dad okay?” I asked.

“Yes, he was so okay with everything that I told him,” Jen said in a relieved voice, “he has invited us up to spend the weekend with him and Mom.”

“But you are with Martin at the weekend.”

“I know, he wants all three of us to go and visit,” Jen replied, “he wants to meet Martin!”

“Oh, I see, and have you spoken to Martin about all this?” I asked.

“Yes, he wants to meet my parents and this weekend!” Jen shouted.

“So I guess we are traveling to your parents this weekend, then?” I asked.

“Yes, Trevor, if that’s okay?”

Jen started working my tiny erection and within three minutes I had cum in her hand. To my surprise, after I had licked her hand clean, she kissed me deeply.

“You tasted my cum?” I asked.

“Yes Trevor, I wanted to do that for you!”

We rejoined Damien in the living room and ordered pizza for dinner. I had to pay the delivery guy, naked of course, and Jen told me to suck Damien’s cock before I could eat my pizza. He shot his load directly on top of my pizza.

“You can have fresh sauce tonight,” Damien smiled, looking at my cum covered pizza and I ate every piece.

Jen and Damien sat in the living room after dinner while I cleaned up the kitchen and when I joined them they were locked in a deep passionate embrace.

“Trevor,” Jen said softly, “we have something to tell you.”

I was intrigued.

“You shot your load before dinner,” Jen smiled, “that is the last time that you can cum until next weekend!”

“What?” I shouted.

“You are forbidden to cum for the next nine days!” Jen replied, “And no jerking off in private!”

“Oh wow, that will be difficult,” I replied.

“No shooting for nine days,” Jen smiled, “You can work your tiny cock but you must not cum!”

“Okay,” I answered.

Damien pulled Jen to stand in front of him and started kissing her. I was sitting opposite them, and I had a good view of her short black skirt and a red silk shirt that she was wearing. As they kissed, his hands were caressing the top of her legs and as his hands traveled up the back of her skirt, I got a glimpse of her red thong.

She kept pulling her skirt downwards to hide her firm ass and she whispered something to Damien. He moved his hands to her front, and I assumed that he was playing with her tits. Suddenly, I saw her shoulders and the strap of her red bra and I knew that he had undone some buttons on her shirt. His hands were trying to ease her shirt off her shoulders and I distinctly heard her tell him not to pull her shirt back any further.

“You’re showing my bra, babe,” Jen whispered.

“So, he’s seen you in your bra before; you sleep with him in your bra and thong,” Damien said a little louder than Jen.

“Not sexy undies I don’t, I wear plain stuff in bed with him,” Jen whispered again, “I don’t want him to see my sexy undies; I don’t like him seeing me like that.”

“Oh, I see, “Damien replied, “That’s why you stopped me from pulling your skirt up?”

“Yes, it is,” Jen answered, “I don’t like him seeing my sexy undies.”

“Then maybe you should wear panties in bed with him and not a thong!” Damien told her.

“Now that’s a great idea!” Jen replied, “I’ll go into town tomorrow and buy some; that way I’ll stop being embarrassed when he sees me undress!”

Jen was straddled across his lap now and their kissing was intense; I was getting very excited and started working my tiny cock. Jen turned her head towards me and smiled.

“I’m going to buy some panties tomorrow and wear them in bed with you,” Jen teased.

She saw that I was working on my cock, “Don’t you dare cum!”

“I won’t cum, Jen,” I replied.

Although I had just heard them discuss her panties, I wanted her to explain to me why she would be buying them and not sleep with me in her thong; I like the deprivation and humiliation.

“Why are you buying panties, Jen?” I asked.

“So that you don’t need to see my ass,” Jen smiled, “I told you, I don’t like you seeing me like that.”

Her words almost brought me to a climax but I resisted the urge to cum.

“Oh, I see,” I replied, “But I like seeing your gorgeous firm ass.”

“But I don’t like you seeing it!” Jen shouted, “You are the cuck! I don’t want you to see it!”

“Okay Jen, I understand,” I replied.

“In fact, I may just buy some plain, un-sexy bras as well,” Jen smiled.

“If that will make you feel more comfortable, Jen,” I replied.

“It will, it most definitely will!” Jen quickly replied, “The new bras will cover my boobs completely.”

Jen knew that this information was keeping me on the edge of ejaculation.

“So there will be nothing sexual or sexy that will be on show to you,” Jen smiled, “And, I will change in the bathroom!”

“Okay Jen, if that’s what you want.”

“It is!”

Damien took her to bed shortly after and once again, I got to clean her after he had filled her shaved pussy with his cum and again, he finished himself off again in my mouth before I went to bed.

I was anxious about our weekend away at her parents with Martin. How would they react to me now they know about our sex life or lack of it and how would they treat Martin?

I knew that I wouldn’t have to wait too long as Martin was coming over to us the following day, and we were all going to drive to Jen’s parents together.

I had called my boss and begged him to let me take that Friday off from work so that I would be home when Martin arrived at our house, and Jen told me that Martin was also taking that day off from work as well so that he could get here early.

Damien left us around nine o’clock and I had to suck him off before he left. Jen went to meet Martin at the train station while I stayed home, naked of course, to put the bed sheets in the wash and clean the house.

Jen called me just before ten-thirty and told me that she had Martin with her, and I was to be waiting at the front door for their arrival.

“Jen, I’m naked,” I pleaded, “Can I get some clothes on?”

“No, cuck, stay naked and be waiting outside for us to arrive,” Jen ordered.

Jen called me again and told me that they were less than five minutes from our house and for me to go outside to meet them.

I was shaking with excitement and nerves in case someone saw me naked in our driveway, and I have no idea if they did or not as my mind couldn’t concentrate on anything other than my nakedness and vulnerability.

I walked behind them back into our house and left them alone while I loaded Jen’s car with our over-night bags before rejoining them in the living room where I was finally allowed to dress for our three-hour journey to Jen’s parent’s house.

The drive to Jen’s parents' house was full of talk about her telephone call with her dad a few days earlier and I asked Jen who she would be sleeping with at her parent’s house?

“Martin of course!” Jen informed me, “But the good news is that you don’t have to be naked at my mom’s house!”

“That’s a relief,” I replied,

“But you won’t be cleaning me up either,” Jen informed me, “This weekend is just going to be Martin and me; we’ll have quality sex.”

We arrived at her parents' house just after three o’clock and her dad greeted us at the door. Jen introduced Martin and we went to the living room to meet Jen’s mom, Joyce.

“We’ve heard a lot about you, Martin,” Joyce said as she hugged Martin.

Joyce seemed to like Martin and when she asked about the sleeping arrangements she didn’t bat an eyelid when Jen told her that I would be sleeping alone in the second guest room and that it would be Jen and Martin sharing the first guest room.

“Okay sweetie, we assumed that would be the case,” Joyce smiled, “I got your father to put your and Martin’s bags in the same room and Trevor’s in the second room.

They both made Martin feel at home and by six o’clock he had settled in nicely, sitting next to Jen and even holding her hand as we all chatted together.

Later that evening after we had got back from going out to eat, Jen snuggled with me on the couch and we all talked; Ken, Jen’s father asked if we were comfortable about talking about our lives together and we all assured him that we were totally okay with it.

Jen was holding my hand and every fifteen minutes or so, she would kiss me as we all talked.

Jen explained about our cuckold marriage and Jen’s parents both seemed to grasp the information really well and they understood everything that we explained.

“So what about children?” Ken asked, “You always wanted to have kids.”

“When it’s time for a family,” Jen smiled, “Martin will get me pregnant.”

Jen’s parents both looked at me.

“A part of the ceremony was me agreeing to love the child as if it were mine,” I informed them, “And I will when that happens.”

“Good for you!” Joyce smiled, “But the baby wouldn’t be white, would it?”

“Probably not,” Jen smiled, “But we don’t care who knows or anything. People can judge for all they like; its how we want to live and our happiness that matters.”

Ken agreed with us and I had to keep adjusting myself to hide my tiny erection as we talked.

“You all seem so happy,” Joyce smiled.

“Mom, we are, incredibly happy!” Jen replied as she kissed me again, “We have a wonderful and happy life together, all three of us!”

It was just after ten o’clock when Jen announced that she and Martin were going to bed. She kissed me deeply before walking to Martin and taking his hand. They bid a goodnight to her parents and walked hand in hand up the stairs to their bedroom.

I knew that I would be quizzed after Jen and Martin went to bed and I wasn’t wrong. Jen’s parents asked me how I feel about her relationship with Martin but they seemed relieved when I told them that I was all for it and how happy I am.

“But you haven’t consummated your marriage,” Ken said.

“We don’t need sex in our life together,” I replied, “We are very close in other ways and I’m not very well endowed.”

“You all seem very happy,” Joyce smiled.

“We are, we truly are and I’m so happy that she has Martin to fulfill her sexually,” I replied.

“And you haven’t seen her body yet?” Ken asked.

“Not naked, no and I never will,” I replied, “Jen doesn’t want me to see her in a sexual way and I’m fine with that like she said, we are close in other ways. We don’t need sex to express our love for each other.”

“I admire you,” Ken smiled, “It seems like you have all worked it out perfectly/”

“We have and we are all so very happy,” I replied. “I don’t need to have sex with her to show how much we love each other.”

Just at that moment, we heard Jen scream in ecstasy and it was obvious that Martin was fucking her well.

“Are they always this loud?” Joyce laughed.

“Yes!” I replied with a smile.

We continued to laugh and chat about Jen and Martin and the noises coming down from their bedroom for the next hour before I went to bed and sleep.

The following morning, Joyce, Ken and I were up before Jen and Martin. Joyce had made coffee for everyone, and I had a couple of cups before Joyce asked me to take Jen and Martin a cup.

I carried the two cups of coffee up to their room and knocked on the door; there was silence so I knocked again and louder. I heard Martin call out and I opened the door to walk in; suddenly Jen screamed that she was not covered up!

I waited until she called out that she was now covered before taking their coffee to them.

“My breasts were uncovered!” Jen told me.

“I’m sorry, Jen, I heard Martin call out and assumed it was okay for me to enter.”

“Well, it wasn’t,” Jen informed me, “You almost saw my boobs!”

When I returned to the kitchen, Joyce asked me what Jen was screaming for?

“I almost saw her boobs,” I joked, “It seems that she wasn’t covered up when I took their coffee to them.”

“Oh dear,” Joyce laughed, “Are they up yet or still in bed?”

I told Joyce that they were awake and drinking their coffee.

“Do you think it would be okay for me to go and see them?” Joyce asked.

“I don’t see why not,” I answered.

Joyce went to their room and my cock was swelling to the point of bursting. She was in Jen’s and Martin’s room, seeing them in bed together! It was thirty minutes before Joyce returned to the kitchen and she had a huge smile on her face.

“Maybe tomorrow, you should not take their coffee to them,” Joyce joked to me, “She was embarrassed that you almost saw her boobs!”

I laughed and agreed.

“It was strange seeing her in bed with Martin,” Joyce smiled, “Not because he is black but it felt strange because her husband was downstairs.”

“Jen will tell you that she classes Martin as her husband, Joyce,” I replied, “I am the cuck hubby.”

“So should I class her as his wife?” Joyce asked hesitantly/

“Yes, she would love that; please do that.” I quickly replied.

Jen and Martin came down about twenty minutes later and they were holding hands and smiling. Jen came over to me and kissed me deeply and said good morning to me. Joyce came into the kitchen and smiled.

“Would you and your husband like some breakfast, Jen?” Joyce asked, “Trevor has already told me that he is not hungry.”

Jen looked shocked and she looked at me and I smiled at her.

“Do you mean Martin, mom?” Jen asked.

“Yes, I mean Martin; he is your husband, isn’t he?”

“Well, er,” Jen stuttered, and then she got some courage, “Well, yes he is! He is my husband!”

Jen turned to Martin and kissed him, “Mom wants to know if you want any breakfast, babe?”

Later that morning, Jen called me away from everyone else and kissed me deeply.

“Did that upset you when mom called Martin my husband?”

“No Jen, I told her to,” I replied.

Jen kissed me deeply again.

“Thank you Trevor; I don’t know what I did to deserve such a wonderful guy like you.”

“We love each other, Jen!”

“Yes we do, Trevor, I love you so much.”

“And you love Martin!” I replied.

“Yes I do, I love my husband, Martin!”

She dropped to her knees and pulled my jeans and shorts down and my pathetic three-inch erection was inches from her face. She took hold of my balls with her left hand and her right hand started working on my shaft.

Moments later she shocked the life out of me when she puckered her lips and kissed the top of my aching cock!

“Oh my God, Jen!” I murmured.

She opened her mouth and slowly engulfed my entire three inches; her lips closed tightly, clamping my tool in her mouth. I could feel her tongue caress the underside of my cock as she slowly pulled her head back and her lips were pressed firmly on my tool as she eased it out of her mouth.

She stood up, her left hand was still caressing my balls and her right hand moved back to play with my erection as she kissed me deeply.

“There,” Jen whispered, “Now your cock has been in my mouth.”

“Oh Jen, that was incredible,” I whispered as I kissed her deeply again.

“I just wanted to show you how much I love you,” Jen whispered again, “And how much I appreciate everything that you sacrifice for me.”

I was shaking with love and excitement,

“Jen, I love you and I love how we live our life,” I said softly, “You sucked my cock!”

“I know I did, I wanted to!” Jen replied, “Now, put it away, I need to take my husband to bed and have amazing sex with him.”

I pulled my shorts and jeans up and whispered again how much I love her and what she had just done for me.

“Good, I’m glad that you enjoyed it,” Jen whispered, “Now I must have a proper cock, Martin’s.”

We kissed again before Jen whispered, “Now I’m going to strip naked for Martin and he is going to suck and bite my naked nipples and pussy before he fucks me deeply. I am going to be naked in bed with him for the whole night, making love and sucking his huge black cock.”

“I know, Jen, and I want you to enjoy every minute of it,” I replied.

“Don’t forget, you must not cum when you work your tiny cock off!” Jen ordered.

“I promise, Jen, thank you for putting it in your mouth.”

We went back to the living room to join the others and Jess kissed Martin passionately as we walked in.

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