Besides being a take-off from the great story "Letters to Mother" by LKWRITER, 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. 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 exactly how it happened. Well, Sidney tossed the coin and Darrell won me.
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. Well, you know me, Mom; that was EXACTLY what I wanted, but Darrell is a romantic with 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 washcloths 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 is 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
, 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 clit that drive 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 and I didn't want him to wash either. He should be proud to have his sexy wife's pussy juice on his face. Sidney 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.
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 again 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 between 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 hard-on. 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 in me kept my pussy 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 lie on my back. Sidney's head must have been spinning as he realized that Darrell was going to eat me in the back seat 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.
