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Subject: "Insemination in September" Part 2
Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2006 14:10:01 -0700
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Insemination in September
Part 2
The next morning the fight from the night before was
forgotten. Lauren and I found ourselves fucking all
weekend long. There was a twinge of guilt in my mind,
however. Each time I found myself thinking of the image of
Mike plump, oversized balls emptying their contents into
Lauren's snatch. The vision seemed to instantaneously
trigger my climax. When I came, I always caught Lauren
looking at me through her squinting eyelids with what
seemed to be a smirk turning up the corners of her mouth.
Irrationally, I felt that Lauren could read my mind and I
felt a little bit humiliated as I withdrew my shrinking
dick from her vagina.
A couple of weeks passed and things appeared to return to
normal. Work was crazy as always and the incident with
Mike unspoken, and hopefully, forgotten. Then, on Thursday
afternoon, I got a call from Lauren at the office.
"Honey, I hope I'm not interrupting you" Lauren began.
"No, Hon, just reworking the fourth draft of the year-end
budget performance anaysis. What's up?"
"He's dead" she replied.
There was silence on the line as I tried to figure out what
the Hell Lauren was talking about.
Finally, I bit. "Who's dead, Lauren?"
"The rabbit."
Densely, I said: "What rabbit? We don't have any rabbits."
"THE rabbit, dimwit" Lauren explained. "I just tried my
second home pregnancy testing kit and it shows that we're
going to be parents!" With that, the excitement burst
through in her voice.
At last! One huge load was lifted from my shoulders!
Lauren and I talked for about five minutes before we were
interrupted by my boss. As I hung up, we agreed to
celebrate at dinner. Although we couldn't afford a nice
dinner out, I promised to bring home a bottle of Champagne.
On the way home, I must admit that I was on cloud nine.
This was the best news that I had had in some time. Maybe
my luck was changing.
When I got home with the champagne, I found that Lauren was
out. No matter, I thought. To be especially nice, I
started dinner. It also gave me a chance to chill the
bubbly.
Lauren came through the front door about 20 minutes later.
She looked radient. Her cheeks were rosey and there was a
discernable glow about her. Pregnancy was definitely
agreeing with her.
We met midway between the kitchen and the living room and
embraced.
"Sorry, I was running a little late. I ran into to Mike at
the supermarket and told him our great news. He was so
excited for us that we ended up
celebrating...And...well...I guess I celebrated a little
much... and I kinda need to ask for a favor." With that
Lauren lifted the hem of her short dress until it was above
her pubic area.
She wasn't wearing any panties. Then as I looked closer, I
saw the image that had been recurring in my daydreams.
Lauren's labia were pink, swollen and distended. Her pussy
was gaping open with fluids everywhere. It was just the
same as after Mike had fucked her two weeks before.
Precariously dangling from her stretched vaginal channel
was a globule of semen seemingly on the verge of plummeting
from its own weight to the ground.
After Lauren discerned that I had fully taken in the sight
of her recently fucked cunt, she caught my eye and coyly
said: "Hon, would you do me that favor that you did last
time?"
I studdered, "but Lauren, your pregnant now... there's no
need to clean out his cum."
Lauren rolled her head from side to side as I child might
when asking for a present. "I know ... but it really made
my sore pussy feel good last time...and, if you wouldn't
really mind, I would kinda like to continue to fuck Mike
from time to time... and, I was thinking that after I have
the baby, I don't want to go back on the pill because I
want more kids ... so, it might be good practice for you
so you'll be able to get out all of his sperm when I'm not
pregnant."
There was silence. Lauren looked at me, knowingly biting
her lower lip in a seductive fashion. My reply came when I
dropped to my knees and caught the dangling globule of
semen on my tongue.
I must admit that I've grown accustomed to the taste.
During Lauren's pregnancy, she would meet Mike a couple of
times a month and come home for cleaning. I became rather
adept snaking my tongue at the deeper recesses of her
vagina (which have become even deeper because of Mike). In
fact, in one position, where Lauren spreads her legs and
pulls them back over her shoulders, I can even reach her
cervix with my swabbing tongue. I feel alot better now
than I did that first night about my ability to extract
Mike's sperm from her vagina.
Nevertheless, I still felt somewhat jealous and humiliated
by this whole routine. Towards the seventh month of
Lauren's pregnancy, I suggested that she curtail her
daliances with Mike. She politely refused.
"Honey, I'm about to have my first child. Childbirth can
be extremely painful, especially the first time. I figure
that it'll hurt alot less if I am stretched out down there
as much as possible before hand. As you've probably
noticed, Mike's cock can really do some stretching!"
So, instead of fewer encounters, Lauren started to see Mike
almost every other day. She even began to bring him home
while I was there, "to do my Lamaze homework" as she called
it. Of course, when Mike left our bedroom, I'd go in and
lap up the remnants.
Finally, after the eighth month, the doctor told Lauren
that she should abstain until birth to avoid a premature
delivery.
Well, that was five months ago, and we are now the proud
parents of a beautiful little girl, Lisa. She looks just
like Lauren. In the months since Lisa's arrival, things
have been wonderful. We can't wait to have another little
blessing.
Lauren has worked diligently at regaining her figure. She
now fits into the same clothes as before her pregnancy.
This morning as I came out of the shower, I caught Lauren
in the buff inspecting herself in front of the mirror. She
turned at all various angles, as women are wont to do when
sizing up their appearance. When she noticed me watching
her, Lauren smiled and said: "not too bad for a recent
Mommy, wouldn't you agree?"
"Lauren" I replied, "if I take off this towel I think
you'll see my body's answer to that question.
"Thanks, but you better keep the towel on or you'll be late
for work. Besides you may get a chance later tonight to
show me what's under that towel!"
"Ummm, great thought Honey" I said as I rubbed my hands up
and down her taut abdomen.
"Oh, by the way Hon, can you watch Lisa for a while after
work? I've got to run out for awhile ..."
"Sure, no problem. I'll be hard and ready when you get
back."
"I bet you will, lover. But, you better limber up that
great tongue of yours. I've got an urge to visit Mike. Of
course, I'm not exactly certain, but I think I might be
ovulating today. So, you'll need to be extra thorough."
Lauren stared at me in the mirror. She hadn't been with
Mike since she was eight months pregnant with Lisa. I
thought she might have outgrown her desire for him. Of
course, I now realize that she wanted to get her figure
back before seeing him again. There was no mistaking the
tingling anxiety pulsing through my body. Except for that
first unplanned encounter, my efforts at removing Mike's
sperm from Lauren's cunt had not really mattered. Now,
everything was again on the line.
I'm sure Lauren could feel my hard-on pressing against her
through my towel when I suggested "Why not just have Mike
use a condom"
She turned around purposely looked down at the protrusion
in the front of my towel and replied: "Oh, I thought of
that. Unfortunately, Mike is allergic to latex, so he
can't. So, its either go back on the Pill or rely on your
tongue. Since we are probably going to start working on a
brother for Lisa pretty soon, the Pill's out of the
question. So, it looks like your tongue will just have to
do the job. Don't you agree?"
My silence signalled my response.
"I thought you'd see it my way" Lauren replied as she
patted my erection through the towel.
So, here I am. I just put Lisa down in her crib and I'm
waiting for Lauren to come home with her pussy full of
Mike's cum. I'm pretty confident that I can intercept his
sperm before they make their way up inside Lauren's uterus.
But, I'm a little bit worried about the delay between the
time that Mike actually shoots his load at the mouth of
Lauren's cervix and the time that it takes for her to get
home. I probably should have suggested that she douche at
Mike's, but for some reason I didn't.
Since I planned to fuck Lauren tonight too, I don't know
how we'll figure out what happens if she gets knocked up
again.
The End, sort of....
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