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Subject: {ASSM} Chloe and Mom 6 (slutwife, FF, humor, preg)
Date: Wed, 14 Aug 2002 14:10:05 -0400
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Chloe and Mom
Homer Vargas
Vargas111@hooyahooya.com
Part 6
slutwife, FF, humor, preg
Point of View: First Person
Redistribution: No restriction except that the story
may not be changed/edited and the title, author's name
and email, and request for feedback must remain
intact.
Summary: Mom reads of the preggy adventures of Chloe
and her cheating gynecologist
First Posted 8/14/02
Last Edited 8/14/02


This is inspired by the great story "Letters to
Mother" by LKWRITER@HOTMAIL.COM.  The following are
letters from a different daughter to a different mom. 
Also inspired by CDE.

Chloe and Mom
Homer Vargas
Vargas111@yahoo.com

Dear Mom,

Sorry I haven't been writing so often recently, but
I've been busy with Martin and Darrell. <g> You can
guess how hard the boys are having to work to keep up
with my "expanding" sex drive. <g> It just keeps
getting better and better.  My belly is so cute now
and it just drives the boys crazy.  I have one or the
other stay every night because I often wank, oops,
Freudian slip, there, Mom, I wake in the middle of the
night and need a good fuck to put me back to sleep. 
That way, too, Martin or Darrell can leave me full
before going off to work.  Stanley still gets to warm
me up before hand and eat me afterward, though.  Then
until evening it's just me and Malcolm.  (That's what
I named the vibrator you gave me Mom; I don't know
what I'd do without it!)

First, though, let me catch you up with m Sandy  (My
gynecologist, remember?)  She's married, Mom, and her
Eugene sounds as perfect as my Sydney and maybe even
richer.  Everything worked out just as she and her
black boyfriend planned.  There was a little hitch
when she took Eugene home to meet her parents.  Her
dad, of course, was very happy to meet the young heir
to the Van Peel money and the immediately began to
talk to him about P&Es and M&As and where the Dow and
The DAX and the NIKKIE and the "FTSI" were going. 
(Sandy was interested monetarily in hearing about
playing the "footsie" until she learned that was just
the name of another stock market index.)

Typically, Sandy's dad was interested in how good a
"provider" Eugene would be (as if Sandy didn't have a
six-figure income of her own).  Her mom, on the other
hand, was like you, more concerned with whether Eugene
would make her daughter happy.  The operative work
here is "concerned."  While the men were talking about
money, Sandy's mother pulled her aside and asked her
if she was sure that Eugene would be able to, you
know, "satisfy" her.  Mom knew Sandy was like her,
needing lots of hard, nasty sex to keep her
equilibrated, and she thought Eugene was rather thin
and "well, I'm sorry honey, but he just doesn't look
very well hung.  I was already married when I learned
how important that is.  I'm afraid he won't be able to
keep you pregnant."

Sandy was just cracking up as she told me all this. 
She said her mom's eyes got big as saucers when she
told her not to worry, that she was getting fucked
well and hard, thank you and she would be good and
pregnant by the time she returned from the honeymoon. 
Her mom was all apologetic and said she was wrong to
have doubted Eugene, that he must have a lot more
between his legs than she thought, when Sandy
surprised her again by explaining that Eugene would
not the father of her baby, but rather her black lover
would be.  At that, Sandy's mother just burst into
tears of joy and said she was so relieved and happy
for her.  Her mom confessed she had taken her first
back lover only a few months ago herself, their
gardener, and that as a matter of fact Sandy was going
to have a little sister just a few months older than
her baby!

"My FIRST baby," Sandy laughed.

"Your FIRST little sister," her mother laughed back.

As Sandy was poking and examining me during my last
appointment (well, we usually DO IT, too) she
recounted how on the day she finished all the boring
details of arranging for the church and the reception
hall and the invitation list, she and Leroy had
celebrated by flushing her birth control pills down
the toilet.  They were at the hospital and Sandy
arranged to sneak them into an examining room so she
could get up on a table with her feet in the stirrups
and her pussy splayed so they could re-play the "white
wife impregnated by black sperm donor" fantasy.  She
said she had never come so hard or felt Leroy's spunk
fill her so full as that night, knowing she had taken
the first step to becoming a cuckolding slutwife.

But that's not all.  Sandy couldn't pass up the chance
to launch her new life as a slutwife without a real
bachelorette party with a bunch of her upper crust
girlfriends.  They had it at the Zebra club.  Leroy
was the "stripper."  He and Sandy went through the
whole charade for the benefit of her friends -- her
being mesmerized by the size of Leroy's cock, not
being able to resist wanting to kiss it, letting Leroy
deep throat her before the astonished eyes of hr
friends, and finally her begging him to "fuck me with
that monster cock."

Sandy and Leroy even went through the old "but please
don't come in me, I'm ovulating" routine.  She said it
was hilarious how all those lawyers and accountants
and executives watched her "getting bred" with their
fingers up their cunts, making snide remarks about
what a slut Sandy was and how she was likely to get
herself a black baby.  Sandy had the last laughed,
though, when a bunch of Leroy's friends burst in and
her horny hypocritical girlfriends found themselves
full of black cock, coming at the top of their lings
before they knew what hit them.  Before the night was
over every woman there had been screwed bareback three
or four times to uncounted orgasms.  The girls barely
were able to get ready for the wedding the next day
and by common agreement neither the bride or any of
the maids of honor (!) wore panties so they could feel
the delicious babyjuice running down their thighs. 
She said all her friends now have black boyfriends,
too, and several are already pregnant.

Would you believe it?  Sandy's EPT plus turned blue
the very morning of the wedding!  Sandy was so excited
knowing she actually had her lover's black baby in her
belly as she walked down the aisle.  She winked at her
mom and glanced down as a signal and Mom patted her
own tummy back in response and started to cry.  But
mothers always cry at their daughters' weddings, don't
they, Mom?

The honeymoon also went as planned.  After the
reception, Sandy made sure Eugene had too much to
drink and then in bed teased him until he "had an
accident" trying to put it in her the first time.  (He
was over eager as she had been "saving herself" for
him and the last month had even stopped giving him
hand jobs and had forbidden him to wank.)  She feigned
anger just as the bellboy (Leroy) arrived with more
Champaign.  Sandy pretended to be so frustrated (not
much of an exaggeration) that she had to have "a real
man fuck her" right then and Eugene had to watch as
Sandy and Leroy gave and encore of their
white-woman-gets-bred-by black-stud performance.

By the time the honeymoon was over Sandy was well into
a new life as the happy slutwife and Eugene was
resigned to rearing and taking care of all the babies
that she and Leroy could make.  (Talk about getting
off on the right foot, he Mom?) In return Eugene got
to eat Sandy whenever she was full of Leroy's (or any
of his friends') jizz.  And whenever she felt like it,
Sandy would suck off her "Genie-weenie."  We've had
the same experience, being surprised how nice it is to
take your hubby's little penis in your mouth and suck
out a few sips of semen.  Having a lover explode in
your mouth with a bucket of hot cum is exciting, but
messy.

She's also told me how sweet it is to lie in bed,
Sandy with her growing little paunch and her mom with
her well-developed belly, eating each other's needy
pussies.  Too bad we live too far away for that, Mom,
but if you'd like to come to visit, we could have some
fun.  We could even have a foursome with Darrell and
Martin (You'd love'em!) and I know Sydney would love
sucking their cum out of you, too, Mom.

But enough about Sandy.  I've been having a ball, too.
 I'm really showing now and everyone tells me how
beautiful and sexy I am and they are right.  God, I
just can't get enough!  The other day I let Darrell
take me shopping for more maternity clothes.  I
brought Sidney long too, to pay.  First we went to a
place that specializes in slinky lingerie and
sleepwear for the "reproductively challenged."  Sidney
was mortified, but Darrell and I though it was fun for
me to model each little number.  I enjoyed asking the
sales girl if she was sure "this thing would stretch
enough" because I was going to have a "BIG baby" as I
winked and stroked Darrell's ponderous package through
his pants.  Then I told her to "put it on my husband's
AMEX card," which Sidney shamefacedly fished out.

Next we went to pick out maternity dresses and tops. 
Again Darrell wanted me to model everything.  I teased
Sydney by asking him if he thought each one was short
enough or transparent enough to show off my pregnant
belly and ballooning tits.  While he sputtered,
Darrell chipped in that he thought it covered up too
much, because "Sydney here is spending a fortune on
sexy underwear and I'm sure he wants it to be
noticed."

In another shop the "associate" who was helping fit me
in a skimpy little skirt told me that she was seeing
more and more white wives come in knocked up with
their black lovers' babies.  "I guess it's
contagious," she giggled, patting her own belly.  It
happened one day, she said, when a really pregnant
forty-something woman came in with her black
boyfriend.  Seeing her fawning over him, obviously in
lust with his cock, got the girl so hot she had to
asked the woman if her boyfriend could do her right
then and there.  The woman laughed and said go ahead;
it happened all the time.  "It was just my lucky day;
I missed my very next period."

It was soon apparent why Darrell wanted me dressed up
in sexy maternity clothes; he and Martin planned on
showing me off!  They took me back to the same club we
went to the night before I got pregnant.  We made
quite an entrance, me in 5 inch stiletto heels and a
black cocktail mini-dress that must have seemed even
more obscenely short because of my protruding belly,
on the arms of two big handsome black men with my
loving husband bringing up the rear.  When Darrel
proudly pulled up the dress and patted my babymound,
the place erupted in applause!  I don't think I've
ever been so happy and proud, Mom!

The night flew by.  We were the center of attention;
there were other pregnant white wives there with their
black boyfriends, but I was the hottest!  The boys
(they were so cute taking turns asking me to dance;
they seemed like little kids) had me out on the floor
twirling me around making my skirt fly up so everyone
could see my pregnant belly and dripping pussy.  Of
course I hadn't worn panties.  When we weren't
dancing, I was on my knees blowing Darrell or Martin
or in their laps getting fucked so wonderfully.  But I
insisted on letting Sydney eat me every time I got
fucked and I rubbed him until he had a little wet spot
in his crotch.  Everyone though that was considerate
of me, as so many slutwives make hubby stay home and
never help him get off at all.  I guess it's because
you brought me up right, Mom, and I do love Sydney so
much.

It was the most wonderful time and Darrel said it was
his turn to have me that night.  Much as I like to
compensate Martin for letting Darrell be the first to
give me his baby, I do love to fuck the man who made
me pregnant.  But I never forget to tell Sydney how
much I love him as I let him eat me; I guess I'm just
a hopeless romantic.

More later Mom,

Chloe

Comments please to
Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahoo.com


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