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From: Homer Vargas <vargas111@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Chloe and Mom 6 (cuck, FF, humor, preg)
Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2002 23:10:02 -0400
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Author: Homer Vargas
Title: Chloe and Mom
Part: 6
Universe:
Summary: Mom reads of the preggy adventures of Chloe
and her cheating gynecologist
Keywords: cuck, FF, humor, preg

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 8/14/02
Last Edited 10/25/02

Chloe and Mom 6 (cuck, FF, humor, preg)
Homer Vargas
Vargas111@yahoo.com


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.

Dear Mom,

Sorry I haven't been writing so often recently, but
Martin and Darrell have been busy with me. <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 seeing it poke out ob my cute little maternity
dresses or bare as I prance around naked 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 up horny 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
with his tongue beforehand and eat me afterward,
though.  Then until evening it's just me and Malcolm. 
(That's what I named the big black vibrator you gave
me Mom; I don't know what I'd do without it!)

First, though, let me catch you up with Sandy  (My
gynecologist, remember?)  She got 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 he 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.  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 stamina and a big dick is to a woman. 
I'm afraid he won't be able to keep you pregnant with
all those grandchildren I want."

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
long, well and hard, thank you and she could be sure
her daughter would be good and pregnant by the time
she returned from the honeymoon.  Her mom got all
apologetic and said she was wrong to have doubted
Eugene, that he must have a lot more between his legs
than she thought.  Then Sandy surprised her mom again
by explaining that she hadn't let Eugene fuck her,
that she had a well-hung stud to take care of her need
for sex and 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.  She
had wondered why Sandy was dressed so sexy and seemed
to have a glow that women only get from lots of good
hard sex.  Her mom confessed she had taken her first
back lover only a few months ago herself their
Jamaican gardener.  At first she as just enjoying
having a long hard cock in her several times daily,
but then he'd started telling her how sexy she would
be with a tight, pregnant belly and how much he wanted
to give her a little black bastard.  She had resisted
at first, but each time he made her come while talking
about filling her fertile womb with his jizz, she
weakened.  Finally one day he was eating her out of
her mind when he just poked his finger in her twat,
popped out her diaghphram and then asked her if she
wanted him to fuck her.  With that magnificent fuck
pole poised at the entrance to her pussy, she couldn't
say no.  So 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 felt Leroy pump her so full or come
so hard as that night, knowing she had taken the first
step to becoming a pregnant, 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 her
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" and "Das what I want,
to put a li'l black bastard in yo married white belly"
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 staring at large ebony
monsters.  To the woman te succumbed and were soo 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 and by the time it was
over they were begging for black babies.  The girls
barely were able to get ready for the wedding the next
day.  By common agreement neither the bride nor any of
the maids of honor (!) wore panties so they could feel
the delicious babyjuice running down their thighs. 
She told me 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 sooo
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" ineptly trying to put it in her the first
time.  (He was over eager because for the last month
she 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
me" 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, hey 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 now 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, I could give
Malcolm a rest and we could have some fun.  We could
even have a foursome with Darrell and Martin (You'd
love'em and I know they'd love fucking a sexy mature
woman like you.) 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, prancing around the
shop with my tummy stretching the flimsy, transparent
material.  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 everybody to see
it."

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
who wasn't more than eighteen.  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 but to be careful; he had knocked up several of
her friends that way.  "It was just my lucky day.  My
husband had been trying to get me pregnant with no
luck for a couple of months; 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!  Darrell and
Martin were so cute taking turns asking me to dance;
they seemed like high school boys with the prom queen.
 They had me out on the floor twirling me around
making my skirt fly up to display my pregnant belly. 
Of course I hadn't worn panties, so everyone could see
my dripping pussy, too.  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

To be continued

Comments please to
Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahoo.com


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