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Subject: {ASSM} NEW "Again?" by Allison George and Homer Vargas (MF)
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NOTICE: This story contains descriptions of sexual activity and should
not be read by anyone under the age of 18. While my lawyer, hubby, and
featured character in the following wishes it was true, the following
work is complete fabrication. In fact, it's someone's version of a
warped dream. That said, he wants me to advise all readers that this
story is copyright under 17 USC Section 102. Permission is given to
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Again?
By Allison George
allison_george@hotmail.com
and
Homer Vargas
Vargas111@yahoo.com
"Hello, honey, I'm home," Allison called.
LW poked his head around the corner from the kitchen. "Just a minute,
sweetie, the quiche is at a delicate stage. Sit down and rest; I'll be
there in a jiffy." Allison sunk down into the sofa and smiled. She was
looking forward to one of LW's famous foot massages. After a day in 4"
spike heels, she could use it. Her news could wait for later.
After several minutes LW came in and gazed almost in reverence at the
beautiful creature resting on the couch with her eyes closed. With
those 44D hooters, clearly displayed within a translucent blouse, the
naturally curly blond hair, the long trim legs scarcely covered by one
of the minis he had bought her, Allison looked more like a cheerleader
than one of the country's top quantum physicists. She had never been a
cheerleader, of course, even when he was playing football in high
school. She had been too busy taking advanced math and college physics.
She always came to the games to cheer for him, though even if she could
never seem quite to get the hang of the rules.
Allison had become LW's steady from the Junior Prom and they had been
together ever since. LW took a lot of ribbing from the other guys when
they figured out that he was NOT fucking his over-endowed (mentally AND
physically) girlfriend stupid, but LW figured Allison was worth any wait
regardless of the length. Besides, it was only a matter of time or so
he thought. To LW's great disappointment, Allison graduated with her
cherry intact although by then she had agreed to let LW touch and
occasionally to kiss her spectacular knockers.
They had both gone to State University, LW on a football scholarship,
Allison having won the National Merit Scholarship. She could have gone
anywhere, but she wanted to stay close to LW. By their Junior year when
LW was a starting linebacker, which university Allison attended was
irrelevant. She was exchanging papers with Gell-Mann and doing
path-breaking work on the general solutions of the superstring
equations. Although careful of protecting her virginity, Allison was
slowly coming to understand LW's needs. For graduation (he scraping by
with a gentleman's C, she with magna cum laude, though never actually
tasting any of the cum in the degree!) Allison rubbed him to orgasm in
his pants.
LW's dreams of a pro football career never quite materialized but
Allison said it didn't matter, her fellowship was more than generous
enough for a small apartment near Coolidge Corner from which she could
take the "T" down to Cambridge. MIT was not a center for experimental
quantum mechanics, but it had a fine a collection of mathematical minds
and she found adequate stimulation for her doctorate. During graduate
school Allison finally decided that the President was right, a blow job
wasn't really sex and she could deal with all of LW's needs with her
mouth. She drew the line, however at him trying to return the favor.
LW did not want to be a parasite on his brilliant girlfriend so he got a
job in a restaurant or at least that's what he told Allison. The
establishment was really a male strip joint; LW's abs,
pecs and delts made him one of the most popular performers. Soon
Allison's boyfriend was bringing home almost as much in cash as she.
Allison wondered a few times why LW never wanted her to go to the
restaurant where he earned such good tips, but she was too busy with the
tricky points of eleven-dimension geometry to pay much attention.
Following her explanation of the six-fold symmetry of quarks, the money
from grants and consultancies just poured in. Allison's Ph.D. oral
examination consisted of her patiently trying to explain her results to
a group of professors whose mathematical acumen was just not up to hers.
With her Ph.D. in one hand and LW's rock-hard cock in the other, Allison
at last agreed to set the wedding date with the longsuffering LW.
Of all the discoveries she had made, that very first orgasm, which she
experienced on her honeymoon, was the most astounding. It was an
epiphany; fellatio and getting her boobies felt up didn't even come
close. LW must be a god to make her feel the ecstasy, the limitless
bliss of climaxing over and over on his massive cock. For two weeks
during the honeymoon, Allison didn't want to go outside the cottage; all
she wanted to do was fuck. When LW couldn't fuck any more she had him
eat her. His mouth on her pussy was almost as good as his cock in it
and lasted so much longer! She was sorry she hadn't started this in
high school.
The sandy beaches of the small Caribbean islands were just a memory, not
that the sex-crazed lovers had seen much of them. When the tired
newlyweds returned to chilly Boston, Allison moved up the Charles River,
taking a position in the Physics Department at Harvard. Not only was
she the first woman to be appointed to a faculty position in that august
department, but also the youngest and the only faculty member in any
department with jugs whose vibrations registered on the university's
seismograph.
To be near Allison, LW was content to continue working as a male go-go
dancer by day and being Allison's boy-toy love joy by night. To his
surprise, his income actually increased on the day shift as frustrated
housewives came in to drool and fantasize over the hunky LW.
"Oh LW, baby, please, please take care of my aching feet," Allison
moaned when she at last noticed LW standing looking at her. "I had to
fill in for Professor Townes at the Senior seminar this afternoon and I
was in front of the chalk board for two hours going over the fifth order
differential equations that demonstrate boson-hadron symmetry.
Sometimes I just wonder about these students. I mean, the boys SEEMED to
be paying really close attention, but when I asked them to contribute,
they were incoherent. And the women were sullen. They just don't seem
to have the same drive that I had when I was in school."
"Professor Townes" LW asked. "Isn't he the little short guy that
lectures from a built-up platform?"
"Yes, it's terrible, like being on a pedestal; there's no desk or
anything. I had to leave my notes on the floor. It always seemed to
cause a commotion when I leaned over to pick up a new sheet."
"Maybe they were distracted by something," LW thought drooling at the
thought of Allison bending over in that skirt. As happened frequently,
she had forgotten to wear panties that day.
"Ooooh, that feels good, keep it up; I'm already beginning to feel
better. Oh, my goodness, it's just my feet that are sore. Ummmm! Well,
yes my calves are little tense, but.AHHH! What are you doing with your
other hand? You're turning me into a wanton hussy! Why just this
morning, showing this young freshman how to properly look at the Reimann
integral. Well, I just drew the squiggly little integral sign when I
began to get a little wet between my legs. It reminded me of...stop it
now, I'm hungry for some real food."
"Come on dear and take a seat, I think that the quiche is ready. Here,
I've prepared a nice mixed green and mesclun salad with my famous
poblano chili dressing; you can start on that."
"Oh LW, you really do spoil me!"
"Darling, you know that you are the moon and the stars to me. I lose
myself in the ample flesh of your bosom and the warm channel of your
inner being whose sweet nectar."
"Ummm LW, you do say the sweetest things. The texture of this creamy
quiche is quite exquisite dear. I just don't know how you do it, working
all day in a restaurant and then coming home and pampering me so."
"For you, I can't do enough."
"Oh, I don't know about that." Allison paused. The big moment had
come. "I'm afraid you may have done a little too much."
"I don't understand?"
"I, er, went to that doctor you suggested and I.have some news!"
"News," LW said trying to suppress a grin, "what would that be?".
"Sweetheart, I hope you won't be upset. I don't know how it happened,
but it looks like I'm. a little.pregnant! Here we are married for only
seven weeks and we're going to have a baby. I'm so sorry I messed up."
"Oh, darling, that's most wonderful news that I've had since you said
yes to marrying me."
"Do you mean it, LW? I was so worried you wouldn't understand. I went
to the doctor just before lunch and he confirmed that my period wasn't
just late. I told him I didn't understand how it happened, that I had
been very careful each time after we made love. I always did what you
told me, first letting you use that talented tongue of yours to clean
out the extra cum - I told him you do produce a lot -- and then that
waiting the full ten minutes before letting you inject my lovely honey
pot with the contraceptive foam. Which reminds me, LW darling, are you
sure that Gillette foam is the best thing to use. I've seen other
things they sell in the women's aisle in CVS. Anyway, the doctor looked
at me with a weird smile and asked if I put the stuff in AFTER I had
sex? Of course, I said that way it takes care of all those pesky little
spermies were they were weak from swimming. Never mind he said, you're
as pregnant as the day is long."
"I can't wait to hear the patter of those little feet in this house.
Come here and give me a big hug."
"Oh honey, I love you so much. Oh, what are you doing with your hand?
As happens with some, but not enough pregnant women, with her expanding
waistline Allison experienced a corresponding expansion in her already
phenomenal libido. At first this presented no problem because seeing
his sexy wife with a delightful bulge in her formerly flat tummy and
noting an increase in the size of her already ample bosom inspired LW to
new heights, depths and frequency of passion. Eventually, however,
certain physiological limits were reached and Allison found herself
making do with an ever higher proportion of oral sex and, between
classes, her vibrator. Of course this made her enjoy even more getting
a real fuck and so, a month or so later.
"Oh yes! Yess! I'm coming! I'm comiiiiiiinnnnnnggg," Allison squealed
as she rode LW to her third orgasm of the night. Please darling hold
on! Ummm, the oils of Venus are running, I think I feel another one."
"Sorry honey! I can't.. I'm gonnna .ahrrrghhh!" LW groaned as the flood
of Allison's warm pussy juice and clinching vagina pushed the poor man
over the edge.
A few minutes later a panting, almost comatose LW was cradled against
Allison's soft breasts drifting rapidly toward sleep when Allison
whispered, "LW, darling?"
"Mmmffph"
"Sweetie!"
"Uh huh?"
"You know I love you, right?"
"Uh, yeah. Lu'me."
"That's good, sweetheart, because I have a little confession to make"
"Huh?" LW grunted with more interest than before.
"I was a little bit of a bad girl."
"Bad girl?" LW asked, opening an eye for the first time.
"Yeah. You remember that student faculty retreat last weekend?"
"How could I forget? You attacked me as soon as you got back. You were
almost insane with lust after two days without sex!" LW smiled,
remembering the envious and incredulous looks on his friends' faces at
work when he told them about the night of his wife's arrival.
"Yes, I was pretty worked up, honey, but it wasn't exactly from lack of
sex."
"Not from lack of sex?" LW was sitting bolt upright now.
"No, honey, something just.happened. We were all sitting around in the
living room-den of Prof. Townes's cabin and everyone had been drinking a
little too much, I guess. I had a second glass of wine and you know how
that knocks me for a loop!"
"Yes. Go on," LW said with growing apprehension.
"Well I was sitting next to Olga Bohrlaggen that visiting professor from
Kiev listening to her problems attracting men. I was telling her that
she was actually quite attractive if she'd show a little more of her leg
and some cleavage. Well, I guess I had my hand in her blouse
demonstrating that she actually had very nice boobs when suddenly she
started kissing me. I was so shocked I didn't react at first and by the
time I did she had her mouth on my nipples and a hand in my twat."
"But Allison, you know what happens when I."
"Oh, LW, so you understand! I just love you so much!" Allison
exclaimed. "I really didn't know what I was doing. I was coming to
beat the band in no time and then somehow we were naked and my head was
between Olga's legs doing to her gushing pussy what she was doing to
mine! It. it was wonderful, but I felt so guilty having sex outside our
marriage!"
"Allison, baby, Allison," LW said sympathetically. "Don't worry.
You're just a very big sexy girl and those pregnant hormones have you
hornier than ever. You just sort of 'overflowed.' Most guys would kill
to have such a sexy wife."
"Oh, LW, I'm so glad you feel that way, especially considering what
happened next."
"Happened next?" LW asked, no longer smiling so indulgently.
"Yes. I don't know how long Olga and I had been going at it or how much
noise we were making, but when we looked up Prof. Townes and all the
guys from the seminar were staring at us and shucking their clothes.
Olga started giggling saying they were going to fuck us. She crawled
off of me and got down on her hand and knees and said OK which one was
going to be first. Two of the astrophysicists were on her like a flash
and then somebody else shouted he had to have some of that hot blonde
bitch.
Before I even realized they were talking about me, someone was
positioning my ass in the air like Olga's and Professor Townes was
sliding his cock into me. 'Don't worry honey; I'll be gentle on account
of the baby," he whispered as he started to fuck me. I'm sorry, honey
but I started coming again on every third or forth stroke. It had been
almost a whole day since you were in me that morning and seeing two guys
going at Olga and her sucking off a third was kind of exciting, too.
He's not as good as you, darling, but he had a nice rhythm going and I
was starting to really enjoy it when he came in me and just fell off. I
didn't have much time to worry about him because the cock of a guy
working on solid state was in a pretty solid state itself. He had it in
me before I had recovered from my last orgasm and soon I was screaming
again. I was so embarrassed the way I was behaving. I hope you're not
mad."
"My God, Allison! You had sex with a woman and let two men fuck you?"
"Oh, no, honey, it was a lot more than two. You know how unequal the
sex ratio is in the physics department. Of course by then several of
the other women had joined in and were helping out with the fucking, but
there were so many of them, we each must have had to take on at least
five or six. Then, too, some of them can get it up again almost as
quickly, as you can. I must have got fucked ten or fifteen times.
I wasn't counting. So you can see why I was so wound up when I got
home. I'm so sorry!"
"Let me see if I understand this, Allison," LW said, "You mean several
men pointed this pretty ass of yours to the ceiling like THIS," he
grunted, grasping her by her hips, "and started doggie FUCKING you like
THIS?"
"Yessss darling, just like that, but nobody had such a big.UUUUUhh.
That feels so good honey. Fuck me LW! Please oooohh, yes! Like that!
Yes, yes! So you're not angry? Yes! Harder baby
Ohoohohoooooooiiieeee!"
As she slipped into a sated slumber Allison thought that if the men in
the physics department fucked like LW, all the women and not just Olga
and two of the Assistant professors would have been knocked up that
weekend.
Allison slept late the next day. Seldom had LW fucked her with such
abandon, making her come so many times and so hard. When she awoke, her
hunky husband had breakfast on a tray for her. She was almost finished
when she realized the LW was just watching. "Honey, have you already
eaten?" LE shook his head and grinned. "So what are you having for
breakfast," Allison asked.
LW's grin got bigger. "You!" he growled and crawled between his wife's
delicious thighs. Apparently her transgressions were forgotten as LW
applied his skillful tongue to Allison's needful pussy. The young wife
lost track of the number of times she came as her loving husband licked
and sucked and tongued her to one orgasm after another. She felt like a
dishrag when he finished with her and pulled her into a romantic spoon.
"Oh Allison, I love you so much," he whispered.
"I know, sweetheart, and you've proven it," she grinned, pulling his
hand to her expanding tummy.
"I do adore you, Allison, but, well, THAT doesn't prove it."
Allison was not normally a suspicious female, but she was female and her
ear caught a hint of something more in LW's words. "Oh, do you mean you
have given big bellies to women you do NOT adore?" she asked jokingly,
but listened carefully for the reply. LW regretted wandering into this
conversation, but he could not actually lie to his precious Allison.
"You don't know much about "Rooters," do you honey?"
"No. Only that you come home smelling of stale cooking oil and
cigarette smoke. It must be a very unhealthful place. I'd never go
there."
"I'd hope not. Do you know who does go there? And why my 'tips' are so
good?"
"Perhaps you should tell me," Allison replied, growing more concerned.
LW explained that Rooters is a male strip bar and lots of frustrated
wives go there for excitement. Often they pay extra to have LW or one
of the other studs fuck them. Yes, they use condoms; LK isn't stupid
and would not risk infecting his Allison, but sometimes the women are so
overwhelmed by getting fucked for the first time in weeks or months,
they take the condoms and cram the sperm into their pussies. Several
have gotten pregnant that way.
Allison was rather disgusted at first, but then become empathetic,
imagining how she would feel if she could not get fucked even for
several days and then were in a bar with a man that looked like LW.
She, too, would let him fuck her. Allison told LW that he could keep
the job as long as he left enough cum in his ball sack to keep her happy
at night.
"That shouldn't be a problem," said LW, "I've just perfected a diet that
will keep the love juice plentiful and flowing."
"Do tell," said Allison, hungrily thinking of all the sweet spunk that
came from LW's hard straw.
"Not just yet, I'm waiting for the patent application to clear."
Grasping LW's swollen member and staring at the milky white juice oozing
from its tip, Allison remarked "well, we better give this invention
another taste test, just to make sure that it's working."
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