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From: Uther Pendragon <nogardneprethu@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} new "John Mark or Timothy" (MF wl preg) Uther
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Date: Fri, 07 May 2010 07:10:11 -0400
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depicted, except public figures depicted as public figures in the
background, are figments of my imagination.  Any resemblance to persons
living or dead is strictly coincidental.



   John Mark or Timothy
   by Uther Pendragon
   nogardneprethu@gmail.com
   MF wl preg



   I kiss Judy's breast; reaching around the bulge, I stroke her labia. 
The breast is dry now, but when John, Mark, or Timothy is born I'll be able
to sip a bit of the sweetness she provides him.

   When she's ready, I help her turn away from me.  I ease myself into her.
I face her hair -- lovely hair, but less lovely at close range than her
face.  I ease in and out and reach around to continue stroking her clit
with my finger.

   When he's born and she has recovered, when he's in his crib in his own
room, I'll be over her again.  I'll look into her eyes.  I'll see her
expression when I enter.  My phallus, rather than my finger, will stroke
her clit.  When I rest on my elbows, I will hold her delightful breasts in
my hands.

   I'll rest my full weight on her loins, press hard against her as I stab
myself into her depths.  As my excitement builds, I will drive freely in
and out of her welcoming warmth.  As her excitement builds, she'll again
wrap me with legs and arms.  I'll feel the top of my phallus rub her clit.
I'll feel my delta press against hers.  I'll watch her face change from
loving to concerned as her climax approaches.

   I'll see her scowl as the climax takes her.  Her gasp will be visible as
well as audible when her tunnel starts to clutch my cock.  And my shout
will answer hers.

   Now, able to see none of her response, I do what memory tells me evokes
it.  And, while I'm rubbing her nexus of feeling, I'm moving half my
phallus in and out of her smoothness.  If that doesn't provide the
comfortable closeness that being buried deep within her provides, it does
produce quite enough stimulation -- maybe a bit too much.  I'm gritting my
teeth to hold back when Judy finally crosses over.  Then I press hard
against her hips and shoot into her quivering tunnel.

   We lie quietly afterwards.  I kiss the back of her neck, and she pats my
hip.  She pulls my hand to the spot where John, Mark, or Timothy kicks in
his minor participation in his parents' play.  I breathe deeply; Judy
gasps. Even this gentle exercise is a strain on her.

   When John, Mark, or Timothy is old enough to be sent to his grandparents
for the afternoon -- and two grandmothers have already presented their
invitations -- we'll be alone again.  Judy will be agile again.  We'll kiss
and strip each other while standing.  She'll sit on my lap in the straight
chair while we touch each other everywhere.  I'll kiss her full breasts and
steal a sip of my son's dinner.  I'll stroke her thighs until her labia are
dripping.  Then I'll rub that moisture onto her clit.

   When Judy has had as much of this as she can stand, she'll move to face
me and straddle me.  Then, slowly, with me holding her butt to ease her
down,with her holding my phallus to guide it in, she will sink down onto my
lap until I am entirely engulfed.  We'll sit like that and kiss in the new
position.

   Her waist will be small enough for all of her to be close to all of me.
Her breasts will press against my chest; my tongue will explore her mouth.

   Soon, though, Judy will feel the need to move up and down.  And her
motion will move me in and out of her.  Totally engulfed when she begins,
I'll only have the tip in her as she stands higher.  I'll feel every bit of
her vagina sliding over me as she sits back down.  My excitement will build
until I stand up.  I'll carry all of her weight, but it will be just her
weight.

   She'll hold my shoulders with her hands and my waist with her legs. 
I'll hold her butt against me.  I'll sway forward and back, moving both of
us a lot and myself into and out of her a little.  I'll take small steps
until I'm standing in front of the bed.  Then, not having to worry about
dropping her, I'll be able to give my entire concentration to my motion
within her.

   As the friction builds my excitement, my excitement will increase the
rate at which I sway and my speed deep into her a back a little out.  The
root of my cock, the pivot of our motion, will be against her clit.  This
will bring her over.  And, when she comes, the quivering squeeze will bring
me over.  We'll shout together, and then we'll drop together.

   Luckily, there will be a bed under us.  All of her but her lower legs
will be on it.  Enough of my torso will be on it -- or her -- to support my
weight.  I'll spend my time kissing her breasts until I get back enough
strength to climb the rest of the way into bed.

   The present is sweet, with her hair to kiss and John, Mark, or Timothy's
motions to feel.  But the future will be sweeter and more active.



   The end
   John Mark or Timothy
   by Uther Pendragon
   nogardneprethu@gmail.com
   Thanks to Denny for proofing this.

   For another story of another couple adjusting to a pregnancy:
   /~Uther_Pendragon/brennan/given.htm "'Forgiven'"
   The index to almost all my stories:
   /~Uther_Pendragon/index.htm <1st attachment begin>

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http://assm.asstr.org/erotica/assm/faq.html#policy> <1st attachment end>


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