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From: Homer Vargas <vargas111@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Ayo (MC, mast, Fdom toys, quantum cosmology, preg)
Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2002 14:10:03 -0400
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Author: Homer Vargas
Title: Ayo
Part:
Universe
Summary: A sexy scientist has plans to make her toy
boy happy.
Keywords: MC, Fdom, mast, toys, reg
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.
First Posted 9/25/99
Last Edited 12/24/01


Ayo (MC, mast, toys, quantum cosmology, preg)
Homer Vargas
Vargas111@yahoo.com

*****
Dr. Ayo Obkonko finished the intricate security
protocols that shut down her computer.  She had just
sent her last post to ASSM and was glad the workday
was over.  Not that she didn't enjoy being the top
quantum cosmologist at Brookhaven National Laboratory.
The juju of her homeland that allowed her to tweak
men's minds also made her a genius.  Her research was
going well, looking to propel her toward a third Nobel
Prize in as many years.

Last year's accolade had been for her discovery that
quarks are not the ultimate components of matter.  Ayo
had shown that they, in turn, are composed of still
smaller entities, spasming, slit-like structures that
Ayo had named -- to the consternation of journalists
and high-school science teachers -- "cunnies."  Like
their eponymous anatomical counterparts, cunnies came
in three "orientations," which Ayo appropriately
dubbed "straight," "bi," and "lezzy."

No, Ayo's work was going well, but it did take time
away from more urgent business.  Ayo was horny and
needed to get home quickly.  Oh, she had gotten some
relief at mid-day from Carlos, her wonderful staff
assistant: from her assistant's wonderful staff, to be
more precise.  Ayo smiled, remembering how wet she had
been when Carlos had draped her over that leather
couch in her office and made her howl in ecstasy as he
fucked her brains out.  But he had only been able to
fuck her three times and too many hours had dragged by
since that delightful interlude.  Now the heat between
her legs had returned, and no amount of air
conditioning could cool it.

Perhaps the afternoons wouldn't be so long if she got
to know Olga, the lithe blonde on fellowship from the
Niels Bohr Institute in Copenhagen.  Although the
girl's work on String Theory was suffering, she was
having the time of her life with the Laboratory's
custodial staff.  She would probably be taking home a
chocolate-colored baby if she kept it up.  Olga's
husband would probably be grateful to Ayo if his blond
wife spend more time with her head between Ayo's legs
and less time with large black cocks between her own. 
But that would have to wait until Monday at the
earliest.  Ayo had seen the young woman, already a
little drunk, being led away to spend the weekend in
the inner city with a group of her new friends.  Olga
would come in on Monday a cum-covered wreck, but
satisfied.

The tingling in her loins made Ayo close the office
door a little too forcefully and soon her firm round
ass rolled hypnotically as the five-inch heels of her
red, spaghetti-strap sandals were clicking down the
sidewalk toward the parking lot.  Her daring mini had
almost snapped the necks of several lucky colleagues
she had passed in the corridor.  The bangles and
matching gold ear loops dazzled in the sun,
highlighting her fiery lipstick and matching, brightly
polished finger and toenails.  She did not even need
to send out a subtle mind field to ensure every male
and half the women around would gape at her.

Although Ayo enjoyed teasing, she was not a cruel
woman and insured that the men she aroused so easily
didn't stay frustrated long.  At several departmental
parties she had had the opportunity for brief
conversations with the wives and girlfriends of her
longsuffering colleagues.  Later snippets of overheard
conversation assured her the little talks had been
effective.

"I can't believe what's gotten into Chin-li, besides,
me," Reginald Fine had laughed conspiratorially to his
buddy, Aswaddy Kumar.  "She never turns me down
anymore.  Last weekend she met me at the door wearing
nothing but high heels and a bow around her neck."

"Is true," his friend replied, shaking his head from
side to side.  "Maria Consuelo told me she's thinking
about quitting the law firm and starting a family. 
Wanted to know if I thought eight would be enough for
me!"

Indeed, after Ayo's arrival, stress had plummeted and
morale had soared as little by little more of the
women scientists, administrators and secretaries had
realized they needed quickies several times a day to
help their concentration.  Of course little accidents
were bound to happen, but as the women's revved-up
libidos carried over to the home front, most husbands
or boyfriends were easily persuaded the babies were
theirs.  The only difficult case was Dorothy Pickle,
the Chief Administrator, who had been celibate until
she started letting Arturo from Maintenance oil her
gears.  But when he agreed to stay home and take care
of as many babies as she would give him, she married
him the next weekend.

The appreciative non-PC hoots coming from the workers
at the construction project across the street brought
Ayo back to the present.  The men's gaping approval
was all the more gratifying, as she knew it was her
body not her mind that was affecting them.  Giving her
tits an extra jiggle, she managed to pop one of the
large chocolate breasts out of her low cut top.  Ayo
felt her twat moisten more when a chorus of lusty male
voices cheered.  She knew that it was not just the
boys' hats that were hard.

The brawny men were still drooling when Ayo opened the
door of her yellow Saab convertible and slid her ample
derriere into the plush seat.  Cinching the lap belt
around her waspish waist, she threaded the shoulder
harness between the set of hooters that both strangers
and boyfriends admired inordinately.  Looking both
ways before she started the car, she furtively removed
a vibrator from her purse and slid it into her
open-air crotch.  AHHH!  Moments later the first
orgasm had rolled over her and, mercifully, a bigger
one was building.  A couple of expensive fender
benders had taught Ayo that she needed at least three
hard cums before hitting the road order to have any
hope of concentrating on her driving.

Thank God Birger would be waiting for her.  The
twenty-year old Norwegian had the size and stamina to
keep his forty-plus girlfriend satisfied -- almost. 
Except for purely business fucks and her therapeutic
noontimers, Ayo hardly bothered with other men
anymore.  She blessed the day the big blond had hulked
into her gym.  That very afternoon she had taken the
enthralled young man home to be her personal body
builder.  Well, her body was already BUILT well
enough, thank you, but Birger was good at upkeep. 
That was precisely the point.  He could keep it up
longer than could any other man Ayo had ever essayed.

And when, alas, even his peter petered out, Birger
could snuggle his ears between her ample brown thighs
and keep Ayo in orbit for hours with his amazing
tongue.  Oddly, he had been reluctant at first to eat
pussy, but after one good whiff of the pheromones in
Ayo's soupy snatch, he became a talented and
enthusiastic honeypot liquor licker.

As Ayo's little car whizzed down the parkway, several
truckers fought to regain control their vehicles as
they gawked down at a delicious black woman with an
expression of ecstasy on her face, her free hand up
her short skirt, rhythmically moving a cylindrical
object in and out between her legs.  She giggled
thinking how happy they were going to make their wives
and girlfriends that night.

"Missed you, Angel!" Birger whispered as Ayo let
herself be crushed into the arms of her big-boned
lover.  Make that her "big-bonered" lover.

"I can tell," she squealed as she nibbled his ear and
palpated her favorite part of his body that stiffened
at her sub-vocalization of his trigger words, though
that was hardly necessary.  Is that a glacier in your
fjord, or are you just glad to see me?" the horny
woman growled.  Minutes later both were panting hard
with the shapely black woman totally on board,
Birger's nine-inch cock deep in the horny woman's
well-filled pussy.  Ayo was drifting down from her
third or fourth orgasm.  She had let Birger come, too,
but he was still thick enough to give her a pleasantly
full sensation.  No wonder she loved this man more
than any previous slave!

"I've got some good news for you, sweetie," she said,
looking down on his dazed, contented face.  The happy,
entranced young man opened his eyes and gazed sleepily
up between the largest, most beautiful set of breasts
he could imagine at the lovely face of the Mistress he
adored.

"Wha's that?" he slurred, unable to believe anything
could be as good as this perfect moment.

Ayo just grinned and held up a thick white paper with
a blue "+" sign on it.

Birger's eyes grew wide with a mixture of surprise,
fear, and joy.

"Hmmm," she sighed as she bent down to kiss him,
feeling him stiffen again inside her as her firm
breasts crushed his chest.  "Seems you like the idea
of fucking a pregnant woman," she grinned.  Well,
you'd better, lover.  "I'm going to see you get a lot
of practice."  Having something to ride again, Ayo
began humping him in earnest.  "You've been such an
angel, taking good care <puff> of my Mustafa, and
Luisita, <puff> and Chong, and Sunita, <puff> and
little Sean," she gasped, her breath growing ragged as
she moved up and down more and more rapidly on his
renewed virility, "You deserved to start making some
babies of your own."

Comments, please, to 
vargas111@yahoo.com



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