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From: Uther Pendragon <nogardneprethu@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "Perfectly Safe - M" Uther (MF wl preg)
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Date: Sat, 09 Apr 2011 17:10:01 -0400
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If you are under the age of 18, or otherwise forbidden by law to read
electronically transmitted erotic material, please go do something else.

This material is copyright, 2011, Uther Pendragon. All rights reserved. I
specifically grant the right of downloading and keeping one electronic copy
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If you have any comments or requests, please e-mail them to me at
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All persons here depicted, except public figures depicted as public figures
in the background, are figments of my imagination and any resemblance to
persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.


Perfectly Safe - M
by Uther Pendragon
nogardneprethu@gmail.com

MF wl


Bill Pierce hadn't appreciated Carolyn's wearing a nightgown the past two
nights, but he'd accepted it. He could follow a calendar as well as anybody,
and he knew it as time for her period.  She didn't want -- wouldn't accept
-- sex when she was bleeding, and she wore the nightgown to signal that. He
did note, however, that she wore only a robe tonight. Did that mean what he
thought it meant?

"Want to brush my hair tonight?" She asked. He always wanted to brush her
hair. It was a beautiful raven flow. She'd only offer, though, if she had
further action in mind.

"Delighted." He brushed it until it shown and all the snarls were out.
Actually, he thought, he did a better job than she did. He certainly enjoyed
himself more.

She turned down the air conditioner and pulled the sheet -- all the covers
they needed in August -- off the foot of the bed. When she came to bed, she
was absolutely naked; she wasn't covered by even a sheet.

"Darling." She was offering herself to him, and he would work to make it
pleasant for her, too.

They shared a sweet kiss while he stroked her abdomen. He kissed all over
her face while stroking her melons. When his kisses trailed down to her
melons, his hand stroked down to her mound. He got the peak of her melon
with his mouth at the same time he got to her nub with his finger. He sucked
that peak and stroked the nub until she went over. He rubbed her lips
together between his fingers while kissing a line down one melon and up the
other. She went over while he was licking the peak of that melon. He was
planning his next moves when she spoke.

"Bill, please." She reached for his dick. He dodged her hand, but climbed
between her legs. She put his dick into her snatch. It was warm and juicy.
He stroked within that warmth while watching her face. Her expression went
from worried to pained. As she grimaced, he thrust into her one more time
and poured himself into her welcoming warmth.

Her snatch clutched around him as he did. He lay on her softness for a
moment. Then he got off to click the lamp off and arrange the sheet over
them.

"I've missed you," he said.

"Sorry." She must mean that freezing him out had been unnecessary. If that
meant what it might well mean, that was very good news. In any event, she'd
come to him when she turned out to not be bleeding.

"Don't be." This had been wonderful, and her emotion should be sexual
repletion, not regret.

For more than a month, she didn't cut him off again. He wondered, but let
her decide how and when to make the announcement.

One Monday he came home expecting to have dinner in a restaurant. He kept
his suit coat on for Carolyn's welcome-home kiss because they were going
right back out. The kiss was, if anything, extra sweet. When his tongue had
finished exploring her mouth, her tongue explored his. He couldn't keep from
grabbing her buns, and she didn't dodge.

"Would you mind eating in tonight?" she asked. From the smells wafting from
the kitchen, she'd already cooked a meal. He inhaled more of teh odor,
anyway.

"Eating that? Yes." That was wrong. "No." That, if grammatical, sounded
negative. "I mean fine." She accepted that, The meal was a feast, pot roast
with sundaes for dessert. She joined him on the couch after he'd washed the
dishes. They petted like high-school kids, and she seemed to set no limits.
(Which was unlike most of his experience during high school.)

"I'm making an early night of it," she said well before the news. "Want to
brush my hair?" That was an invitation he wouldn't have refused even if it
didn't imply more. She let him get all the snarls out, and he went on until
the hair glowed with its natural luster.

"Is this a special day?" he asked when they were in bed together..

"Well, the doctor says I'm pregnant." He'd expected that, but he was
surprised at the depths of his reaction to the certainty that replaced his
near-certainty.

"Darling," was his only verbal response. Physically, he had to do more. He
began kissing the belly in which their child was growing. He started near
her melons, but kissed a circle downward. When he got near her snatch, it
smelled delightful He could remember the unpleasant taste from the previous
time, but that had been foreshadowed by a bitter smell. Maybe she'd cut out
cigarettes. Anyway, for this news,  he would try it.

When he was kissing her thighs with his nose almost buried in the hair on
her mound the odor was still delightful. And, when he spread her outer lips
and licked the pouting inner ones, the taste was arousing. Just then, before
he even reached her nub, she crossed over.

She bucked against his face. He experienced her climax at close range. When
her mound stopped moving, he kissed her thighs for a moment more before
starting on her snatch again. This time, he got more of the taste, he teased
her inner lips apart with his tongue and lapped up the juices from her
groove. He ran his tongue up the groove until he licked her nub as lightly
as possible. He could feel her legs tense against his shoulders.

When he gently kissed her nub, she crossed over again. When she was still
this time, he licked the inside of each of her lips. He was teasing her nub
with light tongue touches when she crossed over again. When she relaxed, he
kissed her thighs again, but she grabbed his shoulders to pull him up. It
was nice to be wanted.

"Oh, Carolyn," he said when he was above her and about to enter her. She was
soft and warm and oh-so smooth around his dick. Then he remembered that this
action involved another. "Is this safe?"

"Perfectly safe." She should know, but -- still -- he felt afraid of going
wild. He kept himself stroking deeply but slowly in her as long as he could.
He watched her expression go from loving to worried to pained. When she
grimaced and clutched around him, he turned them onto their sides.

"Oh, Carolyn." She felt so delightful around his dick. Then his control went
utterly. He drove into her, repeated her name, and gushed. "Gah... Love."
She was so sweet in his arms, and -- just maybe -- he'd kept himself from
endangering their child. As soon as he had breath he would ask. Finally,
"You okay?"

"Mostly. Can we  get into another position?"

"Sure. Want the sheet?" That seemed called for if they were going to go to
sleep now.

"Yeah." So they got into the spoon position and he wrapped them in the
sheet. He hugged her, but gently. There were now two people he loved in his
arms, and one of them was small and fragile.

The end
Perfectly Safe - M
by Uther Pendragon
nogardneprethu@gmail.com
2011/04/07


These same events from Carolyn's perspective, can be read in:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/Gjt/pie_09f.htm
Carolyn's experience

The first adventures of Bill with Carolyn:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/Gjt/pie_01m.htm
"Get a Room - M"

Another story about another couple adjusting their love-making to accomodate
an expected addition to the family:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/Gjt/fos_07m.htm
"Relatively - M"

The index to almost all my stories:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/index.htm
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