08-05-2019, 03:12 PM
Chapter 112
“What?” Samina sounded surprised, and frankly so was I. “Why do you want him to get erect?” It was almost as if Samina was shocked that Pushpa would want her husband to be potent.
Pushpa laughed. “No silly, of course I don't! I want him as my mental eunuch forever!”
“Then....” Samina let her question unasked.
“Well, he doesn't need it!” Pushpa explained.
It took a few seconds for the reality of what Pushpa was saying to dawn on Samina. “You mean.... he...is... impotent....without...it?” Samina said slowly.
Pushpa laughed. “Bingo! He is true eunuch now! Mental and physical!”
“But how?” Samina laughed.
Even before Pushpa could say a word, I knew what he answer would be.
“Its that implant, too long and it causes irreversible, permanent impotence!” I said softly, something I had believed to be the truth for a while now.
Pushpa smiled. “You always were brilliant Omer. How did you know?”
I took a deep breath. “I just deduced that would be the case. You cannot keep a man impotent for so long, without causing some kind of permanent damage. My guess is that it destroys some nerves that control erections!”
“Wow Omer, you really are brilliant. That is exactly what it does. The drug manufacturer discovered this fact around the time you first went on it, so that is why you never saw the drug come to the mass market. It is only used to extreme cases and can only be special ordered by a doctor, who can only prescribe it for very short periods of time. ” Pushpa explained.
“You knew?” Samina asked.
“Well, I saw the initial studies, but the final confirmation did not come till about a year ago. And since you seemed happy keeping Omer permanently soft, I thought there was no need to tell you the truth.” Pushpa said simply.
“So does that mean that Omer too......” Samina began.
“Impotent? Yes I am certain that he is permanently so, you don't have to put in a new implant once the one he has right now runs out!” Pushpa said.
I was in a state of turmoil. Even though I had suspected that this would be case, now that Pushpa had confirmed it, did not make me feel any better. My real worry was not that I would now have a permanently limp penis, but that Samina may not be happy with me anymore. For the first time I felt like I was not a total man. I felt ashamed and small, as I realized that there was no hope at all of me ever experiencing her warm, welcoming vagina, around my cock again, I would not be able to put any children in her. She had never mentioned wanting to have kids, so maybe she would not care about me not being able to give her any. But what if she did? Would she leave me for someone who could give her all that I could not? I could not bear the thought of living without Samina.
My worries will still running through my mind, when felt Samina hugging me tightly. “I am sorry sweetie, you must be feeling terrible. If it helps any, I will always love you! You are the only man for me, and I will never stop loving you! You have given me so much love and freedom, you have helped set me free. There can be no man but you for me to grow old with and spend my life with!” She told, looking straight into my eyes, and I knew she was speaking the truth.
“But.....” I began.
“No sweetie, you don't have to worry about anything. It's not like you were fucking me recently! The best thing you could have done for me was to become my half-man, mental eunuch!” Samina said soothingly. “And this changes nothing!”
“But what about kids?” I asked softly, feeling a lot better.
“What about them?” Samina asked coldly.
“I can't give you any, and what if you want them?” I whined, almost cried. I was actually panicking.
“Sweetie, I don't want kids and thats that. That is something you don't have to worry about, unless I change my mind someday, but even then I am sure we will be able to come up with something that works!” Samina kissed me and tried to cuddle a little. But I was not sure what she meant, I mean what could work? I know mine didn't?
We talked long into the night, with Pushpa offering advice and words of encouragement along the way. By the time we went to bed, I felt much better, and realized that what Samina had said was correct. Just because I was permanently impotent really did not change anything as far as our sexual relationship was concerned. And so things went along pretty much as before, for a while longer.
Samina went through periods of intense activity to ones where she hardly had any sexual contact with her lovers for weeks at a time. And this way the months turned into 3 more years going by. Our life continued pretty much as before, we took vacations together, I still cleaned her out, or as she put it massage her sore pussy like a true champion, and we made out in bed, cuddled, kissed. Basically did everything a married couple normally do, except have sex, that was no longer possible. When Samina did not take me to the doctor, to get a new implant, I held out faint hope that maybe Pushpa was wrong, and I would be a completely potent man again, but alas no such luck. For many days after the implant in me had completely dissolved, I tried to tug on my cock, in the shower each morning, and no matter how hard I tried, it refused to wake up from its permanent slumber. It was indeed as Pushpa had said, it was for all intents and purposes dead! And I finally accepted that to be true. My acceptance was made easier by the fact that Samina did not seem to be missing it. As she so aptly put it, even when it was alive, its not like I could give her much pleasure with it. Still to this day I miss the familiar pressure, that pleasant feeling that comes with orgasming. All I do now is drip ejaculate when I am mentally aroused.
You may have heard about a woman's proverbial biological clock, the one which eggs her on. Well as Samina approached her 30th birthday, I noticed changes happening in her, almost like that clock had started to tick. It was nothing major at first, but I saw subtle changes, like she would look and smile at babies, and their moms, those looks got longer as time went on, and then those looks turned from just smiles but to looks of missing and wanting, and indeed needing! I saw it unfold in front of my eyes, and I knew it was only a matter of time!
And before I knew it, that time was upon us. I normally get home from work, a few minutes before my Samina. That fateful day, was no exception and as I was sitting at the kitchen table sorting out the days mail my lovely wife came walking into the kitchen from the garage. “He asked me out again!”, she laughed as I looked up at her. She was wearing a white button up blouse with a black bra underneath that was just barely visible through her slightly shear blouse. Her black skirt came down to just above her knees but had a slit up the left side that at times showed off the tops of her stockings. She was not coming home from work, which she had left early to be with.... you guessed it Vinod! That Bollywood start was back for yet another tour of the US and had not wasted anytime in contacting Samina. He had insisted that the tour start and end in our city, and this was just the start. For the past several days, Samina had been leaving work early to be with Vinod after his rehearsals ended.
“I don't blame him.”, I told her, “You look absolutely beautiful.” As she removed her heels I asked, “So did you accept or did you turn him down again?” I laughed. Its a poor joke, I know but what the heck, it was fun bantering with her.
“I gave him a peck on the cheek then whispered into his ear that if I wasn't married that he could have had me a long time ago.” Letting her hair down she shook hear head sending her long flaxen hair tumbling down to frame her lovely face, as she giggled naughtily and I walked up and hugged her tight. She smelt of his cologne and their combined sweat, I knew exactly what awaited me between her legs!
“So how did he react to being turned down again?” The bantering continued.
Licking her red lips, “He pulled me to him and kissed me on the mouth and slid his hands down to cup my ass of course.”
“What did you do when he kissed you?” I asked nearly loosing my breath with excitement, as I pictured my lovely, slut of a wife in Vinod's arms.
“I kissed him back.”, she smiled. “What would you have me do? Slap that big hunk of a man?” She laughed as I kissed her, tasting and smelling what I thought was familiar salty flavor and odour, and wondered it she had capped the date with Vinod by giving him a blow job.
“When are you going to see him next?” I asked, as Samina pushed me away and pointed at her crotch. I immediately complied kissing her body as I slowly lowered myself down to her crotch level.
Giggling she said, “Well its Friday tomorrow, and he has a show to do, and on Saturday, so I will probably spend Sunday with him.” Leaning back against the couch she slowly started slipping off her skirt and panties. I was immediately greeted by that exotic smell that comes from the combination of male and female sex juices, and saw some of encrusted around her lovely entrance. Without waiting any longer I dove in, savoring the salty flavor, as it went down my tongue and throat.
Samina moaned a little, and with her hands pushed my head harder into her cunt. I doubled my efforts. “But if I did go out with him are you willing to accept how it might end?” She asked softly, with all seriousness
“And how do you think it may end?” Came my muffled voice. I was a little taken aback, but then immediately understood what she had meant. We had spoken of it when Vinod had first called her.
“Breakfast in his hotel room silly!” She giggled and I flicked the tip of my tongue against her clitoris. “Oh god that feels great!” She moaned.
“What about your three date rule?”I pulled back and laughed out.
“Yeah right, the one rule I have never obeyed since I starting cuckolding you!” Samina pushed by head back into her crotch.
“No but I mean it, are you ready for what might follow?” She asked again.
I pulled back again. “Sweetie, you are still on the pill, so he can't get you pregnant!”
Samina smiled at me. “I went off the pill the moment I knew Vinod would be coming! So...”
That was a bit of a surprise to me, but I said, “so for all you know, he may have already impregnated you. You could be carrying his child right now!” I frenched her pussy hard, and she laughed but said nothing as I licked her to a small orgasm. She let out a high-pitched “I really want his babieeeeeeeessseee!” as she shuddered a little and ground her crotch harder into my face. I knew then exactly what would happen! There would be no stopping Samina.
We showered together and I came down to watch some TV while Samina dressed for dinner, we had decided to go out to our favorite Italian joint. While she up in our bedroom, I tried to get hold of my feelings. Part of me was happy that Samina seemed to have found a suitable father for our first child, but another part felt said that I could not father any children myself. It seemed so unfair. Here was Vinod, this handsome, virile man, who had fathered children with several women, including the wives of many of his bollywood fellow stars, and despite being significantly older than Samina had managed to seduce her too. I wondered if she had told him what her plans were.
“What?” Samina sounded surprised, and frankly so was I. “Why do you want him to get erect?” It was almost as if Samina was shocked that Pushpa would want her husband to be potent.
Pushpa laughed. “No silly, of course I don't! I want him as my mental eunuch forever!”
“Then....” Samina let her question unasked.
“Well, he doesn't need it!” Pushpa explained.
It took a few seconds for the reality of what Pushpa was saying to dawn on Samina. “You mean.... he...is... impotent....without...it?” Samina said slowly.
Pushpa laughed. “Bingo! He is true eunuch now! Mental and physical!”
“But how?” Samina laughed.
Even before Pushpa could say a word, I knew what he answer would be.
“Its that implant, too long and it causes irreversible, permanent impotence!” I said softly, something I had believed to be the truth for a while now.
Pushpa smiled. “You always were brilliant Omer. How did you know?”
I took a deep breath. “I just deduced that would be the case. You cannot keep a man impotent for so long, without causing some kind of permanent damage. My guess is that it destroys some nerves that control erections!”
“Wow Omer, you really are brilliant. That is exactly what it does. The drug manufacturer discovered this fact around the time you first went on it, so that is why you never saw the drug come to the mass market. It is only used to extreme cases and can only be special ordered by a doctor, who can only prescribe it for very short periods of time. ” Pushpa explained.
“You knew?” Samina asked.
“Well, I saw the initial studies, but the final confirmation did not come till about a year ago. And since you seemed happy keeping Omer permanently soft, I thought there was no need to tell you the truth.” Pushpa said simply.
“So does that mean that Omer too......” Samina began.
“Impotent? Yes I am certain that he is permanently so, you don't have to put in a new implant once the one he has right now runs out!” Pushpa said.
I was in a state of turmoil. Even though I had suspected that this would be case, now that Pushpa had confirmed it, did not make me feel any better. My real worry was not that I would now have a permanently limp penis, but that Samina may not be happy with me anymore. For the first time I felt like I was not a total man. I felt ashamed and small, as I realized that there was no hope at all of me ever experiencing her warm, welcoming vagina, around my cock again, I would not be able to put any children in her. She had never mentioned wanting to have kids, so maybe she would not care about me not being able to give her any. But what if she did? Would she leave me for someone who could give her all that I could not? I could not bear the thought of living without Samina.
My worries will still running through my mind, when felt Samina hugging me tightly. “I am sorry sweetie, you must be feeling terrible. If it helps any, I will always love you! You are the only man for me, and I will never stop loving you! You have given me so much love and freedom, you have helped set me free. There can be no man but you for me to grow old with and spend my life with!” She told, looking straight into my eyes, and I knew she was speaking the truth.
“But.....” I began.
“No sweetie, you don't have to worry about anything. It's not like you were fucking me recently! The best thing you could have done for me was to become my half-man, mental eunuch!” Samina said soothingly. “And this changes nothing!”
“But what about kids?” I asked softly, feeling a lot better.
“What about them?” Samina asked coldly.
“I can't give you any, and what if you want them?” I whined, almost cried. I was actually panicking.
“Sweetie, I don't want kids and thats that. That is something you don't have to worry about, unless I change my mind someday, but even then I am sure we will be able to come up with something that works!” Samina kissed me and tried to cuddle a little. But I was not sure what she meant, I mean what could work? I know mine didn't?
We talked long into the night, with Pushpa offering advice and words of encouragement along the way. By the time we went to bed, I felt much better, and realized that what Samina had said was correct. Just because I was permanently impotent really did not change anything as far as our sexual relationship was concerned. And so things went along pretty much as before, for a while longer.
Samina went through periods of intense activity to ones where she hardly had any sexual contact with her lovers for weeks at a time. And this way the months turned into 3 more years going by. Our life continued pretty much as before, we took vacations together, I still cleaned her out, or as she put it massage her sore pussy like a true champion, and we made out in bed, cuddled, kissed. Basically did everything a married couple normally do, except have sex, that was no longer possible. When Samina did not take me to the doctor, to get a new implant, I held out faint hope that maybe Pushpa was wrong, and I would be a completely potent man again, but alas no such luck. For many days after the implant in me had completely dissolved, I tried to tug on my cock, in the shower each morning, and no matter how hard I tried, it refused to wake up from its permanent slumber. It was indeed as Pushpa had said, it was for all intents and purposes dead! And I finally accepted that to be true. My acceptance was made easier by the fact that Samina did not seem to be missing it. As she so aptly put it, even when it was alive, its not like I could give her much pleasure with it. Still to this day I miss the familiar pressure, that pleasant feeling that comes with orgasming. All I do now is drip ejaculate when I am mentally aroused.
You may have heard about a woman's proverbial biological clock, the one which eggs her on. Well as Samina approached her 30th birthday, I noticed changes happening in her, almost like that clock had started to tick. It was nothing major at first, but I saw subtle changes, like she would look and smile at babies, and their moms, those looks got longer as time went on, and then those looks turned from just smiles but to looks of missing and wanting, and indeed needing! I saw it unfold in front of my eyes, and I knew it was only a matter of time!
And before I knew it, that time was upon us. I normally get home from work, a few minutes before my Samina. That fateful day, was no exception and as I was sitting at the kitchen table sorting out the days mail my lovely wife came walking into the kitchen from the garage. “He asked me out again!”, she laughed as I looked up at her. She was wearing a white button up blouse with a black bra underneath that was just barely visible through her slightly shear blouse. Her black skirt came down to just above her knees but had a slit up the left side that at times showed off the tops of her stockings. She was not coming home from work, which she had left early to be with.... you guessed it Vinod! That Bollywood start was back for yet another tour of the US and had not wasted anytime in contacting Samina. He had insisted that the tour start and end in our city, and this was just the start. For the past several days, Samina had been leaving work early to be with Vinod after his rehearsals ended.
“I don't blame him.”, I told her, “You look absolutely beautiful.” As she removed her heels I asked, “So did you accept or did you turn him down again?” I laughed. Its a poor joke, I know but what the heck, it was fun bantering with her.
“I gave him a peck on the cheek then whispered into his ear that if I wasn't married that he could have had me a long time ago.” Letting her hair down she shook hear head sending her long flaxen hair tumbling down to frame her lovely face, as she giggled naughtily and I walked up and hugged her tight. She smelt of his cologne and their combined sweat, I knew exactly what awaited me between her legs!
“So how did he react to being turned down again?” The bantering continued.
Licking her red lips, “He pulled me to him and kissed me on the mouth and slid his hands down to cup my ass of course.”
“What did you do when he kissed you?” I asked nearly loosing my breath with excitement, as I pictured my lovely, slut of a wife in Vinod's arms.
“I kissed him back.”, she smiled. “What would you have me do? Slap that big hunk of a man?” She laughed as I kissed her, tasting and smelling what I thought was familiar salty flavor and odour, and wondered it she had capped the date with Vinod by giving him a blow job.
“When are you going to see him next?” I asked, as Samina pushed me away and pointed at her crotch. I immediately complied kissing her body as I slowly lowered myself down to her crotch level.
Giggling she said, “Well its Friday tomorrow, and he has a show to do, and on Saturday, so I will probably spend Sunday with him.” Leaning back against the couch she slowly started slipping off her skirt and panties. I was immediately greeted by that exotic smell that comes from the combination of male and female sex juices, and saw some of encrusted around her lovely entrance. Without waiting any longer I dove in, savoring the salty flavor, as it went down my tongue and throat.
Samina moaned a little, and with her hands pushed my head harder into her cunt. I doubled my efforts. “But if I did go out with him are you willing to accept how it might end?” She asked softly, with all seriousness
“And how do you think it may end?” Came my muffled voice. I was a little taken aback, but then immediately understood what she had meant. We had spoken of it when Vinod had first called her.
“Breakfast in his hotel room silly!” She giggled and I flicked the tip of my tongue against her clitoris. “Oh god that feels great!” She moaned.
“What about your three date rule?”I pulled back and laughed out.
“Yeah right, the one rule I have never obeyed since I starting cuckolding you!” Samina pushed by head back into her crotch.
“No but I mean it, are you ready for what might follow?” She asked again.
I pulled back again. “Sweetie, you are still on the pill, so he can't get you pregnant!”
Samina smiled at me. “I went off the pill the moment I knew Vinod would be coming! So...”
That was a bit of a surprise to me, but I said, “so for all you know, he may have already impregnated you. You could be carrying his child right now!” I frenched her pussy hard, and she laughed but said nothing as I licked her to a small orgasm. She let out a high-pitched “I really want his babieeeeeeeessseee!” as she shuddered a little and ground her crotch harder into my face. I knew then exactly what would happen! There would be no stopping Samina.
We showered together and I came down to watch some TV while Samina dressed for dinner, we had decided to go out to our favorite Italian joint. While she up in our bedroom, I tried to get hold of my feelings. Part of me was happy that Samina seemed to have found a suitable father for our first child, but another part felt said that I could not father any children myself. It seemed so unfair. Here was Vinod, this handsome, virile man, who had fathered children with several women, including the wives of many of his bollywood fellow stars, and despite being significantly older than Samina had managed to seduce her too. I wondered if she had told him what her plans were.
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