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Chloe and Mom 2
by
Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahooo.com

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Besides being a take-off from the great story "Letters 
to Mother" by LKWRITER@HOTMAIL.COM, the following letters 
from a different daughter to a different mom also uses 
some transmogrified text from a very hot story, "Donna 
and Roger" by Gary Johns judispm@hotmail.com. The 
inspiration of CDE will not be overlooked.

Dear Mother,

Oh, Mom, I just know I'm pregnant! It was every bit as 
exciting as you said it would be. How did you guess so 
much of what would happen before I told you? Are we 
really THAT much alike?

Of course I'm going to tell you how it happened. Well, 
Sidney tossed the coin and Darrell won me. <giggle> I 
expected he would yank me upstairs and start fucking me 
stupid, but he surprised me. He said getting a woman 
pregnant for the first time was a special occasion and he 
was sure I didn't want just to jump in the sack. You know 
me, Mom; that was EXACTLY what I wanted, but Darrell had 
other ideas and said we should have a special night out. 
He sent Sidney and me home to get dressed for dinner and 
dancing.

I had Sidney draw my bath filling the water with oils and 
unctions and lotions. He held my hand and helped me step 
into the tub. Slowly I slid down into the almost hot 
water, letting the essences caress my skin, softening it 
and smoothing it for Darrell's touch. The sight of my 
naked body was making the cutest little bulge in Sidney 
pants and I though it would be fun to see his little 
weenie. I told him to take off his clothes, too, but not 
to touch himself. Sidney knelt dutifully by the tub, 
handing me sponges or wash clothes and pouring water over 
my back. I could see how much he wanted to thrust his 
hand into the water and touch my hardened breasts and my 
lust-engorged nipples, but a glance restrained him.

When I finished, I let him wrap me in fluffy towels and 
dry me off, but I cautioned him not to fondle my titties 
of pat my ass, because they were reserved for my lovers 
that night. I sent him to his room to get dressed while I 
got my clothes ready. (Did I tell you, I've been having 
him sleep in "your" room since Darrel and Martin have 
been fucking me almost every night? I know he enjoys 
hearing my handsome black lovers fucking me, because I 
find the little cum stains on the sheets every morning.)

I was surprised how good Sidney looked in the tux, the 
same one he wore when we were married. Although not 
nearly so big and powerful as Darrell or Martin, he was 
kind of cute. I'm so glad I married him, Mom. He was 
surprised that I was still naked when he walked in, but I 
explained I was waiting for him to help me dress. 
Ordinarily, a husband would love that job, especially if 
the wife is as sexy as me <giggle>, but he couldn't have 
been too happy about dressing me up to be bred by a 
bigger, stronger, more handsome man. I had chosen a short 
black cocktail dress that Martin (I think) had bought me 
to go clubbing with him a few weeks ago. The only unusual 
thing was that it had large buttons all the way down the 
front. It's so thin that a bra would show right through, 
so I didn't get one out.

Sidney held the dress for me as I stepped into the little 
thing and he buttoned me up the way husbands are supposed 
to do. I know he wanted to grab my breasts and fondle me 
as he buried his face in my neck, but he knew better than 
to try. I sat on the edge of the bed and held out my leg 
so he could slide on first one and then another sheer 
black high-top stocking. Then he carefully placed my red 
4" heel strap sandals on my feet. Finally, I handed him 
my frilly little panties for him to put on me. As he drew 
the skimpy little thing up my thighs, I could see his 
eyes fall longingly on my pussy, the pussy that in a few 
hours would be full of another man's potent cum. Of 
course I was dripping with excitement and the ripe aroma 
much have been overpowering. I could see him tremble.

Well, you know me, Mom, I'm not cruel. Sidney had been a 
perfect loving, supportive husband for me that night and 
I decided he deserved a reward. When his face was just 
inches from my pussy, I put my hand behind his head and 
brought his lips directly onto opening. He was so happy 
he became to lick me excitedly. I had let him clean me 
after Darrell or Martin had left my twat full to running 
over with their manly sperm many times of course, so he 
knew well how to please me, but this was the first time I 
had allowed him to eat me in sheer worship.

Although I wanted him to slow down and make this last 
longer, I couldn't restrain him and soon he making me 
come over and over. Sidney's cock may be inadequate, Mom, 
but there is nothing wrong with his tongue! He knows ways 
to flick my clitty with it that drives me crazy. And when 
he sucks gently on it and grazes it with his teeth, it 
makes me climax sooo good. Of course he was getting 
plenty of sexy girl juice to drink as each orgasm brought 
another salty discharge.

Finally, I had to make him stop so we wouldn't be late. 
He offered to wash me with a cloth, but I said no. I was 
ripe and randy and I wanted to smell that way. He 
finished slipping on my panties and stood up. It was sooo 
sweet, Mom. The front of his tux was wet where he had 
come in his pants just from eating me. That's love, Mom. 
<sigh> I almost cried I was so happy. I took the arm of 
my loving husband and let him escort me gallantly to the 
door of my lovers' house. I was so proud of him! 

Darrell and Martin were both dressed already and invited 
us in. I broke the ice by coming up to Darrell, wrapping 
my arms around him and giving him a long wet kiss. Sidney 
stood by and watched as his wife kissed another man 
passionately right in front of him. It was odd but also 
exciting. I took the opportunity to grind my lips against 
Darrell, dragging the kiss out for a long time. When I 
did the same with Martin, I made sure Sidney could see my 
tongue enter his mouth. My hips began to grind against 
Martin's crotch as his hands came down to grab my ass. 

Several minutes later, when we broke apart breathlessly, 
I looked at Sidney and smiled wickedly as if to ask him 
if he liked that. Sidney could say nothing, the lamb. The 
boys gaped in admiration at me and told me how hot I 
looked. (Not hotter than I felt, Mom.) Each congratulated 
Sidney for having such a beautiful, sexy wife and assured 
him I'd make a fine mother of beautiful babies. As we 
were about to go Martin stopped and dropped to one knee 
and looked up my skirt. Looking severely at Sidney he 
asked why I was wearing panties, didn't he realize a 
pussy as pretty as mine should never be covered up? Of 
course I spoke up saying it was my fault, I had forgotten 
I was never supposed to wear panties around them. Martin 
said that was no excuse; the husband of a wife as sexy as 
me should never allow his wife to wear panties. He pulled 
them off me and gave them to Sidney to keep as a souvenir 
of his wife's first breeding.

Martin gave Sidney the keys to their Lincoln Town Car and 
Darrell scooted me into the back seat with him and 
Martin. I suspected I was in for an exciting ride. The 
restaurant they had chosen was about forty-five minutes 
from their house. I figured this was intentional, to give 
the guys time to warm me up. (As if I needed THAT, huh, 
Mom?) It didn't take that long to get them started. As 
Sidney pulled onto the street, Darrell had me in an 
embrace. I saw Sidney adjust the rear view mirror in 
order to see what was going on in back. He kept one eye 
on the road and the other on the mirror. He had a very 
difficult time concentrating on driving as he watched and 
heard the sounds of me with my two lovers. Within 
minutes, he could see that Martin had opened my dress 
enough to let Darrell play with my hard nipples. I moaned 
as his mouth captured the nipple and began to suck 
loudly. Martin's mouth soon was giving my other breast 
the same wonderful treatment.. First one tit then the 
other was covered with their kisses. The smooth white 
skin of my breasts began to shine with wetness. 

Sidney could hear the sucking sounds. He knew my neck and 
chest would be covered in hickey's tomorrow. It was 
getting very hot in the back seat. I saw Sidney's eyes on 
me as Martin raised my skirt and began to stroke me. With 
a quick glance to the front to make sure Sidney was 
watching, I pushed Darrell back and unzipped his pants. 
Quickly I freed his raging hardon. It was big, very big, 
Mom. Precum juice was literally pouring from the large 
purple head. I was afraid it would stain my dress

Sidney, the sweetheart saw my problem and handed me my 
panties. I took rubbed the cottony crotch over Darrell's 
swollen head, mopping up the juice that seemed to run out 
in an endless stream. With a flick of my hand I tossed 
the panties back into the front seat. Sidney stared at 
them for seconds before picking them up. He first brought 
them to his nose, inhaling the sweet smell of my familiar 
pussy and the smell of another man's cock. a combination 
he knew so well. Then on impulse, Sidney brought the wet 
crotch to his mouth.

When Sidney next looked back, his breath caught in his 
throat. for the first time he saw his wife sucking 
another man's cock. I lay with my head on Darrell's lap 
and my face toward the front. I smiled and winked at 
Sidney as I engulfed the large head of Darrell's cock 
even as Martin's hand on my pussy kept my fires stoked. 
Sidney watched as I sucked Darrell as deeply as I could 
then pulled it out to lick it like a lollipop. Up and 
down my head went, wetting Darrell's cock from top to 
bottom. When he came, I swallowed almost every drop. It 
was obvious that I had done this before.

Soon Darrell was breathing very hard and said he needed 
to eat me. I readily agreed; my pussy was so wet. With 
that I moved around on the seat to lay on my back. 
Sidney's head must have been spinning as he realized that 
Darrell was going to eat me in the back of the car. I 
threw my legs up in the air as Darrell slid his face 
between my thighs. I felt Darrell's large tongue enter my 
shaved and juicy pussy as Sidney watched through the 
mirror. He could see the back of Darrell's head bobbing 
in my crotch as I squirmed with pleasure. Martin of 
course had stayed busy shifting to sucking on my titties.

Returning Sidney's glance in the mirror I saw his eyes 
telling me horny he was and how much he loved me. I 
managed to blow him a kiss to tell him I felt the same 
way. Then I got distracted as Darrell began to eat me 
more vigorously. My orgasm hit unexpectedly and screamed 
as Darrell began to worry my clit rapidly. The squishy 
sound of my juicy pussy bounced around the car, mixing 
with the heavy breathing. Sidney must have missed some of 
the good parts as he negotiated traffic. 

This was to test Sidney to see if he really meant that I 
could fool around. I would have another test for him in a 
few minutes. I looked so sexy, lying there with my skirt 
up, one lover worshiping my boobies and another eating my 
brains out. Within minutes, I was screaming again that I 
was coming. I heard Sidney groan as well and guessed he 
was coming in his pants, his watery come pouring into his 
underwear.

The breathing in the car was still labored as Sidney 
recovered. We three lovebirds in the back seat were 
whispering to each other as we neared the restaurant. The 
car smelled of sex. I was glowing from my incredible 
climaxes. I never realized how hot it made me to have my 
sweet loyal husband watch and listen while I had sex. The 
times before with Martin and Darrell had never been like 
this. Of course knowing I would soon be having my young 
lover's baby also added to the excitement.

Too soon Sidney was pulling onto the parking lot of the 
restaurant. He parked his car in the back where there 
were few other cars. Again Martin and Darrell told Sidney 
how lucky he was to have such as sexy wife and slapped 
him on the back good-naturedly as we walked into the 
restaurant. I felt my juices running down the insides of 
my bare thighs.

The place was a well-known hang out for singles. It 
offered good food but also had a live band and large 
dance floor. The restaurant bar was dark as usual and it 
took a minute or two for us to find booth far enough back 
that even though the bar was crowded and noisy, it was 
fairly private.

Darrell and Martin invited me to slide into the booth 
between them. Only then did I see we were not alone. 
Three other guys were there. Sidney sat on the outside. 
Whey we were situated and drinks ordered, I could tell 
Sidney was feeling a bit uncomfortable with his wife 
between these five young men, but the chatter was light 
and friendly until the waitress had brought the drinks 
and left.

The band was alternating fast swing and techno beat 
number with Latin. Martin whispered that it was time to 
show off that pretty pussy of mine. Taking me to the 
dance floor he soon had me twisting and twirling, my 
little black dress flying out and up. There was no way 
every man in the club could fail to notice that I was 
naked under my dress. It made me feel sooo sexy, 
especially to see the dirty looks of other women who had 
to repeatedly elbow their dates, trying unsuccessfully to 
keep them from staring at me. Each of the men took their 
turn dancing with me. When I returned to the booth, I was 
drenched in perspiration.

Just then the band began to play a medley of slow songs 
and it seemed at that point that Darrell and Martin's 
attitude changed. Martin looked at Sidney and told him to 
unbutton my dress. Sidney thought he had misunderstood, 
but they made it clear he was to unbutton my dress. 
Martin said Darrell wanted everyone to see what a pretty 
body his little slut had.

Wow, I almost came when Martin called me a slut, Mom. 
Sidney had never said anything so sexy to me. I saw 
Sidney's face redden and his anger flare. He started to 
rise up, but I shook my head. Seeing him still hesitate 
Martin asked him if he wanted his wife to unbutton her 
dress, exposing herself in a public place? Stanley shook 
his head, no. Then Darrell grinned and asked him if he 
wanted a strange man to unbutton me. Stanley shook his 
head, no again. As the three of us smiled, Sidney 
realized he had no alternative and began to unbutton me. 
There must have been ten buttons but by the time he got 
five open, the white swells of My breasts could be seen. 

The dress was short enough that as soon as the last 
button was opened, the dress fell away from My thighs 
revealing my stocking, garters and my shaved pussy to all 
the guys around the table. They began to whistle and make 
lewd remarks noting that my pussy was as bare as a baby's 
butt. A glare from Martin shut them up. Turning back to 
Sidney, Martin again congratulated him on having a wife 
with such a pretty pussy but said that they couldn't see 
my beautiful tits so well and that he should pull open my 
dress.

It was a command not a request and any thought of protest 
quickly vanished as Sidney looked into Darrell and 
Martin's smiling faces. Sidney reached over and pushed 
the dress away from my proud breasts. I seemed to 
straighten up and push my breasts forward. There I was, 
his wife sitting nude in a busy bar with five guys ogling 
me. Sidney may have thought I would be embarrassed beyond 
belief, but changed his mind when he saw the way my 
breasts rose and fell with my heavy breathing. Sidney 
could see my nipples were also as hard as a rock. I was 
very excited.

Darrell invited me to the floor this time. I began to re-
button my dress, but he and Martin shook their heads 
sternly. I started to protest but realized it was futile. 
Pulling my dress together as best I could, I slid out of 
the booth. When I got to the dark dance floor, Darrell 
took my in his arms. Naturally I put my arms around him 
before realizing that left my dress held together by the 
closeness of their bodies.

I wondered what those women would think if they saw me 
now, but I was also as excited as I had ever been. I 
could feel the clear pussy juice began to slide down my 
legs. Darrell began to whisper how sexy I was, and how he 
was going to enjoy fucking me and seeing my tummy grow 
large with his baby. He said he would love to put his now 
hard cock into me and make me pregnant right there on the 
dance floor. Then he bent down and kissed me. I almost 
swooned and if it wasn't for Darrell holding me I might 
have. With the kiss I forgot all about my dress until I 
felt Darrell's rough shirt and pants rubbing against my 
bare skin. The dress was open. When the kiss broke, I 
looked around embarrassed, but found that no one seemed 
to notice, yet. I was mostly protected by the closeness 
of their bodies anyway.

When Darrell slid his hand inside the dress to grasp a 
bare breast, I thought I would surely faint. I didn't 
care where I was anymore, I wanted to fuck. Darrel told 
me he knew I was a hottie from that first blow job months 
ago.

My eyes were closed when I felt Darrell began to pull 
back. I tried to hold on as I opened my eyes to see 
Martin replacing Darrell as my dance partner. The 
transition was so swift that I doubted that anyone 
noticed my gaping dress. Now Martin was holding my close.

As he pulled my body close, Martin said I was hot, that I 
had a hungry pussy that needs come, that sucks the come 
out of a dick. I tried to answer but my voice wouldn't 
work. He said not to talk, he had a way of telling how 
horny I was. With that, Martin ran his hand between my 
legs. I felt his fingers at my wet pussy lips. I gasped 
as first one then two fingers entered my to the hilt. He 
told me how tight my pussy was and how good it would feel 
to have his big black cock filling it.

I moaned, pleading to be fucked, oblivious to our 
arrangement. He asked if I wanted to be fucked right 
them, did I want his hot cock in my tight hole? Of course 
he knew I did, but he said not yet. I was Darrell's 
tonight, but at least he could use my lovely mouth.

By the time the music ended all the guys had had danced 
with me, felt my breasts and ass, and tested my 
excitement. I was led panting back to the table to slide 
in next to my amazed husband. Sidney could tell I was 
near being out of control. He heard several of guys 
begging Darrell and Martin to let them fuck me. They 
wouldn't relent, telling them that they would have to 
wait until some other time when I was safely pregnant.

After some quiet conversation, Darrell and Martin looked 
at me and smiled, then nodded to the three anxious guys. 
Martin slid in next to me as the other three men stood at 
the end of the table blocking the view of anyone that 
might be curious. Martin put his arm around me as Sidney 
sat mute. 

Darrell explained that Martin needed some relief that I 
should be happy to give him a blow job, along with the 
rest of his friends. I giggled when he said I had quite 
an affect on these guys. He said if I did a good job he 
would give me a baby with his nine inch cock. I looked 
briefly at Sidney. Was this too much for him I thought. 
Could I do this to him in a crowed bar. Then I felt my 
pussy drool onto the wooden bench and knew I could do it. 
Slowly I reached over and began to unzip Martin. I 
thought the metallic slide of the zipper sounded loud in 
the noisy bar. 

Sidney watched as I freed Martin's stiff cock. When it 
was out in the open, I wasted no time in dropping my head 
to take it in my mouth. Sidney could only see my blond 
head bob up and down as I engulfed this stranger's cock. 
Sidney's cock was as hard as a rock sitting next me as I 
gave a blow job in this crowded bar. Martin began 
groaning loudly enough for Darrell to tell him to keep it 
down. 

He said he was sorry but I was so good he couldn't help 
myself. With that he grabbed my head and began to lift it 
up and down at the speed he wanted. Sidney could hear me 
moan as I anticipated Martin's climax. I could feel the 
precum juice increase as Martin neared the end. Suddenly, 
I felt the first squirt hit the back of my throat, then 
the torrent began, deluging my mouth with his thick white 
come. I swallowed as fast as I could, yet, it still 
managed to spill out of my mouth. Four or five squirts 
later, Martin was done, his penis began to shrink in my 
mouth. I didn't let it go until all of the juice had been 
sucked out and in to my stomach. 

I was almost embarrassed to lift my head up, for I knew 
the others were all looking at me. I didn't have to 
worry, for as Martin slid away from my, he was 
immediately replaced by one of the other guys,. I 
unzipped his pants and brought his hard cock to my mouth. 
A few minutes later he shuddered and unloaded a huge load 
down my throat. He was replaced by another and another 
man, who required the same service. Darrell was the last 
and fed me more cum than I thought possible. When I was 
done, I raised my head, using the back of my hand to wipe 
my come smeared mouth.

Looking to my side, I saw my amazed husband sitting wide-
eyed. I was just as amazed that I had actually sucked off 
five men in the bar. Sidney couldn't believe what he had 
just seen. Just weeks ago we were a normal couple with a 
normally horny wife going crazy with desire for a baby. 
But now I was about to fuck another man right in front of 
him. It was sinking in that I was serious about another 
man getting me pregnant.

Darrell and Martin saw the love and concern on Sidney's 
face. Maybe we needed a few minutes alone they said as 
they zipped their pants up and walked out of the bar with 
their three friends. I had practically fallen against 
Sidney as I watched Darrell and Martin leave. Neither of 
us spoke for a long time. Finally, Sidney began to button 
up my dress and tried to fix my hair. I smiled weakly at 
Sidney and said it was incredible, I guessed I had lost 
all control.

Sidney didn't respond. Suddenly he reached over and his 
lips met mine in a passionate but tender kiss. He must 
have been thinking about the cocks that had been in my 
mouth just minutes before, but that only made the kiss 
sweeter. He asked me to dance in a horse whisper. On the 
dance floor, he held me close and moved me around the 
floor slowly. My head lay on his shoulder and my hand 
played with the hair on the back of his neck as I told 
him how much I loved him. He told me he loved me too.

In the middle of the second dance, I whispered to Sidney 
that I was feeling very horny and needed him badly. He 
became excited and happy but said we couldn't fuck here, 
to wait until we got home. I told him is was a sweet 
thought, but I didn't want him to fuck me here or at 
home, that I needed his tongue. I had come so many times 
from sucking off Darrell and Martin and their friends, I 
needed him to clean me up I said as I bit his ear. 

Sidney followed me back to the booth and said we had 
better get going home, but I pointed out we were going 
home with Darrell and Martin. We couldn't leave until he 
cleaned me up. Sidney asked where, although he must have 
dreaded the answer. Here, under the table, I told him. 
Sidney looked around and saw that no one seemed to be 
watching us. He slid slowly under the table knowing what 
he had to do. He saw me open my legs. In the dark light 
of the bar, Sidney could see My pussy running with my 
come. He knew what he had to do. His tongue came out and 
began to lick the inside of my thighs recovering the come 
that had run down there. Slowly he moved up until his 
tongue and lips touched my still swollen lips. Sucking 
first one inner lip into his mouth, he cleaned it and 
then moved to the other, doing the same thing until the 
lips were clean.

Taking a deep breath, he placed his mouth over my pussy 
hole and started to suck. He heard me moan and knew I was 
coming again. He could taste the come as it poured into 
his mouth. He swallowed and began to suck again. My 
thighs were squeezing Sidney's head as I convulsed in 
climax.

The ride back home was more or less a repeat of the trip 
to the club. Sidney drove and Darrell and Martin kept 
their hands and mouths on my tits and pussy. I was sooo 
tired from the dancing and uncounted climaxes. My eyes 
were closed and I was almost asleep as my two lovers 
continued to pleasure me, bringing me to a series of weak 
climaxes. I was hardly conscious when Sidney pulled the 
car into their garage. I was aware that two powerful arms 
lifted me from the back seat of the car, carried into the 
house and laid me on a bed. I felt a pair of large hands 
remove my and heels. I opened my eyes enough to see 
Darrell was undressing me. Tenderly her removed the 
stockings, leaving me totally naked in his sight.

I could hardly keep my eyes open as I watched him 
undress, revealing more and more of that beautiful ebony 
body to me. When he dropped his shorts and I glimpsed his 
massive penis, the long, hard tool that in just minutes 
was going to be in my cunt, stretching and filling me 
with his rich baby-making cum, my pussy twitched, but 
weakly. I was just so exhausted. Then the bed sagged and 
I felt him take me in his arms. I felt so small, so 
helpless, yet so safe in Darrell's muscular arms. He 
pulled me close to his hard body and a thrill shot 
through me. He kissed me tenderly and told me he knew I 
was tired. Turning me with my ass pressed against his 
crotch, he put his arms around me and kissed the back of 
my neck. He told me I was the most beautiful, the sexiest 
woman in the world and he wanted to give me his baby more 
than anything.

Tomorrow. Tonight I needed to sleep. He kissed me again 
and I was gone.

Sorry, Mom. I can't write more just now. Remembering that 
night has me sooo horny, I've just got to stop now to, 
well you know. Promise, promise, promise next letter I'll 
tell you how you became a grandmother-to-be.

Love,

Chloe

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