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Subject: "Insemination in September" Part 2
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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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