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Not In the Pussy 
by Larry Twitmore (no address provided)

***

A couple's conversation about sex. (MF, FF, oral, anal, 
breasts, rom, preg-play)

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I'm a lucky fella. I'm married to a fleshy blonde who 
likes to fuck, and surprise-surprise, I like to fuck 
her. But sometimes the only thing hotter than fucking my 
fleshy blonde wife whenever I want is not fucking her 
when I want. 

Sometimes, we'll play a little game where she lays 
there, cold and indifferent and half-dressed, not 
stopping my roving hands but not helping them, either. 
This will go on for an agonizing, frustrating, lovely 
half-hour or so, until I get so horny and so worked up 
that I demand that she gives me her pussy, and when she 
finally gives it to me, I come, and come hard, in a few 
desperate thrusts.

We were playing this game the other night. She was lying 
on her side wearing only knee-high socks, her panties, 
and a tight see-through spaghetti-strap top. Only her 
thighs, arms, face, neck, and the tops of her breasts 
were accessible. 

I desperately tried to wiggle my fingers into her shirt 
to get at her nipples, fighting a losing battle against 
her apparel. She yawned, sighed, and rolled her eyes in 
boredom, but she couldn't fool me; when I rubbed my 
prime finger along the front of her panties, they were 
damp with broiling passion.

To make a long story a little shorter, I flipped her 
over and grabbed the top of her panties. Her hands flew 
out and grabbed my wrists. "Not tonight," she said. "Not 
in the pussy."

"Not in the pussy?"

"No, not tonight."

"Why not in the pussy?"

"I have my reasons..."

"I'll just put it between your tits, then," I said, 
pulling out my cock.

"No, not tonight. Not between the tits either. Not after 
all the abuse they took today."

"Abuse?"

"Why, from my customers, of course," she said. "Every 
single one of them just had to slap these big titties of 
mine, slap them hard. All my white tit-flesh was as pink 
as my nipples. All of my clients just had to maul at 
them, and suck on them hard. Some made me bend forward 
on my knees so they could milk them like udders. Just 
yank on them. Some grabbed the nipples and pinched. 
Others twisted. Some bit them, bit them hard, until I 
cried. I don't know what it is about my nice big boobs 
that makes people want to be so mean to them."

"Well, when you're a whore, when you're a stupid piece 
of fuck-meat, people treat you like a stupid piece of 
fuck-meat."

"I am a stupid piece of fuck-meat, aren't I?" she said. 
"Just the same, the girls need a rest. So not tonight. 
Not between the tits."

"And not in the pussy."

"Not in the pussy. Not tonight."

"Your clients use up your pussy, too?"

"I've had nothing in my pussy all day."

"Why not?"

"I have my reasons."

I pushed her legs up into the air and ran my cock 
against her panties, pointing it insistently at the 
crack of her ass. "Well, it has been a while since I've 
fucked you in the ass." Actually, she's never let me had 
anal. But she's actually not a prostitute, either -- the 
two of us are physically monogamous and imaginatively 
sluts.

"Not tonight, darling. Not in the ass."

"Your ass got a workout today too?"

"I only had two cocks in my worthless asshole today," 
she said.

"They were both first-timers. They had a lot in common, 
actually. Both of them were married to hot blondes with 
big titties and tight asses that were just made to be 
violated. But both wives wouldn't let their husbands put 
it in her ass. But both men recently discovered that 
their wives were letting other men with bigger cocks 
fuck their asses for pocket-change. Does that remind you 
of anybody?"

"It reminds me of you, you cheating cunt."

"I love you, too," she cooed. "And both of them called 
me by their wife's name as they fucked 'her' ass for the 
first time. The first one was very gentle, almost loving 
about it. The second one..." She shuddered.

"The second one?"

"The second one showed me no mercy," she said. "No lube, 
just stuck his big cock right up my ass. He fucked me 
with fast, hard strokes until I had tears streaming down 
my cheeks. And then he kept fucking my ass. For an hour. 
Then he pulled out and came in my face and left. I loved 
it."

"You would."

"But my ass is still hurting from his massive dick. So 
not tonight. Not in the ass."

"Not in the tits."

"Not in the pussy."

"There's one more hole I can think of."

"Oh, not in the mouth, sweetheart," she said.

"Why not in the mouth?"

"Because then I can't tell you all the nasty things that 
are getting you so worked up. I can't tell you about my 
visit with Michael and Lynda. And I know you want to 
hear about Lynda and her big, pregnant belly, you dirty 
pervert." She opened her mouth in a big, toothless 
smile. I slipped the head of my cock in for two discrete 
strokes.

"You're right about that. Then give me a handjob."

"Not tonight," she said. "Not with my hand. My wrists 
are too tired from stroking Michael's big cock. I had 
went over there to say hello and to take a rest after a 
long day of being a cheap hooker. I just wanted to sit 
down, relax, and not fuck anybody. 

"So of course the first thing Michael does is sit down 
next to me and pull out his long nine-inch wang. And he 
just gave me this kind of goofy grin, and so finally I 
just started jerking him off with both hands. It took 
him forever to come."

"Did he come on your tits?"

"I was fully-clothed."

"On your hand?"

"Then I'd have to get up and wash it."

"On your face?"

"Wouldn't I still have to get up and wash it?"

"No, you'd just sit there with it dripping off of you."

"He came on Lynda's belly."

My cock twitched. "Oh, wow! How big is it?"

"She's six months."

"Oh. C-can you just use your tongue? Just flick it 
between sentences?"

"No, not tonight," she said. "My tongue is far too tired 
from licking Lynda all over. I licked the come off her 
belly."

I made a fist around my cock.

"And I licked her big, swollen, aching breasts."

I started jerking off, slowly.

"I licked her lips and her tongue."

I picked up speed.

"I tossed her squeaky-clean salad until she moaned."

By now I was slamming my hand vigorously up and down 
along my shaft.

"I got on my knees so I could look up at her big belly 
and big tits..."

I shuddered and moaned.

"...while I licked her hot, swollen pussy until she 
came."

"Oh, honey, I'm the one that's gonna cum."

"No, not tonight," she said.

"I'm about to call bullshit on this."

"Not tonight," she said. "Tomorrow. In the pussy." She 
pointed to the wall behind me.

I glanced back and saw our fertility calendar. The first 
red X that denoted her fertile period wasn't until the 
next day.

"I want to get nice and fat for you," she said. "You'd 
like that, wouldn't you? You want to knock me up, don't 
you? Want my pussy to swell up. Want my tits to balloon 
out. Want them to ache with milk. Yes, you want a 
pregnant whore for a wife, don't you?"

"Y-yes," I groaned.

"Are you sure you've thought it through? I might lose my 
libido."

"You?" I smirked.

"I might," she said. "I might not want to fuck you for 
nine long months. You'll have to promise me something."

"Anything."

"I don't want you fucking other women, or jerking off."

"And I can't fuck you?"

"Not in the pussy," she said with a smile. "But you'll 
have my hot mouth whenever you want it. I want you to 
promise me that. Whenever you get hard, even just a 
little, I want you to find me, pull me by the hair, and 
fuck my pretty mouth until you cum. It doesn't matter 
what I'm doing or what I want to do. I want you to use 
my mouth as many times a day as you want for nine 
months. Could you do that for me, as a favor?"

"Oh, yes, I think so."

"So, now you can see why you can't put it in the pussy, 
or anywhere else, tonight," she said. "I want you to 
save all that cum up for me, for tomorrow night, so I 
can have as many chances as possible to get knocked up 
and turn my mouth into your personal fuck-toy. You'll 
just have to wait for that little red X on the 
calendar."

Holding my throbbing cock in my hand, I stood up and 
walked over to the night-table on my side of the bed. I 
picked up the red pen, stepped over to the calendar and 
marked an X on the current date. I turned back to my 
sexy wife with a grin, tossed the pen carelessly behind 
me, and climbed onto the bed.

She laughed -- a deep, throaty, wonderful laugh -- as 
slid her panties off. 

END

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