1 comments/ 57781 views/ 9 favorites The Professor's Bride Ch. 01 By: SEVERUSMAX Andre Levin got home late, knowing that he would be meeting his 3rd wife that very night. Ever since polygamy became legal, under the wise, benevolent leadership of Comrade Gustavo, the State made a point of arranging marriages. No one was forced to accept the government's recommendations, but resisting was frowned upon and quite rare. Most people, for the past 40 years, had simply found it easier to go along with the State's plan, rather than try to pursue lovers on their own. Comrade Gustavo, the "Glorious Leader" of the Federal Union of Earth, had been the enlightened dictator of the planet since the Global Crisis of 2030-2035. For about 5 years, after the Great Panic of 2030, national governments had collapsed, warlords ruled large areas, and gangs committed terrible crimes against their neighbors. Anarchy reigned supreme, until the ruthless Spanish mercenary Gustavo Ortiz imposed law and order, systematically, nation by nation. He brought peace and prosperity back to Earth, uniting humanity under one flag for the first time in its history. Ortiz established a Charter of State, which gave him supreme authority and made the Federative Assembly, the global legislature, a passive body to rubber-stamp his laws. The High Council, an advisory body, was also given the job of selecting the Supreme Consul of the FUE, the office that "Comrade Gustavo" formally held. He was to be chosen by unanimous vote and given sweeping powers for the rest of his life. Judges were appointed by the Supreme Consul and no longer had any independence. Juries were abolished and private defense counsel was banned. All lawyers were employees of the State from that point forward. Law firms were nationalized. Earth was divided into 6 Continental Prefectures, with each headed by a Prefect directly appointed by the Supreme Consul. Former prefects were among the many public officials who automatically joined the High Council when their terms of office expired. The cities were semi-autonomous, with appointed Mayors and elected City Councils. The Councils had more say on their level of government than the Federative and Continental Assemblies did on the higher ones. Andre Levin was a professor of history at the University of Trans-Ohio's Cleveland Campus. The UTO was one of the several regional universities that consolidated the former state and provincial institutions after states and provinces were eliminated. Levin, for his part, had no complaints about the regime. He knew that his ancestors had more political freedom than he did, but he thought that democracy was an outdated system that was impractical in his own age. It was 2075 now and too much had changed to return to the nation-states and their traditions. One of Andre's favorite books to assign students was Rights, Responsibilities, and Democracy, a political manifesto written by Dr. Donald Larkin. Larkin was a sociology professor at the University of Wisconsin a decade before the Great Panic. His controversial work claimed that democracy had been corrupted to avoid blame, hide behind a tyrannical majority rule, and subvert personal freedom in the name of "morality" and "community standards". The best way to secure liberty was to scrap Western-style democracy in favor of a benevolent dictatorship committed to protecting civil liberties from public hysteria. In any case, Levin had indicated his preference for plural wives when he registered at age 18 with the Family Affairs Commission, the powerful bureaucracy that chose marital partners for citizens of both sexes. People were encouraged to discover their sexuality and declare it by the age of 25, so as to make it easier for the FAC to select their spouses. This gave a person 7 years between initial registration to "Final Dispositions". Levin had informed the FAC officials in his precinct that he was a heterosexual male of mixed Jewish and Latvian descent. He wanted the maximum number of wives: 3. Since he could not afford the 3rd wife until this year, he had to wait 12 years for her. This system of phases not only helped a man reach the fiscal circumstances that would best suit his choice, but also increased the chances of the wife's availability. Age was not a serious consideration for the State, provided that all marriages be between mature adults. A man could declare himself bisexual and opt for both a husband and a wife. A woman could announce that she was a lesbian and request just one wife. It was a matter of personal choice, as well as finding willing and compatible partners, which sometimes took a while. Even so, the State was more efficient about the process than individuals had been in the old days. With a world population of 10 billion people, it could locate partners anywhere in the world, but the clientele were expected not to be too picky, especially about race. It was a part of the price of greater sexual convenience. The government was not interested in requiring "fidelity" of the spouses. It wasn't the State's job to enforce a particular morality on people. People were to obey the laws of the FUE and respect each other's rights. That was all that was expected of them. Some husbands and wives took lovers, while others didn't. That was a matter for the spouses to work out among themselves. Whatever the case, the divorce rate had plummeted since people had been encouraged to openly seek what they wanted from the outset. If a man wished multiple partners, all he had to do was ask for them and he would get what he desired sooner or later. A woman who preferred monogamy was more likely to actually find it than in the old days. The reverse was also true. Levin's 1st wife was Jessica, a 29 year old woman from Brooklyn. She had long, jet black hair, a swarthy complexion, and dark brown eyes. She also was rather short and petite. Her flirtatious manner and smile indicated both her Italian and Puerto Rican ancestors. She had been Levin's wife for 11 years, having married him within months of her 18th birthday. His 2nd spouse was Melanie, a 25 year old belle from Augusta. Her Southern accent, along with her strawberry blonde hair, pale skin, and delightful backside made her stand out anywhere. Her wedding to Andre had occurred 5 years before. A bisexual girl, she had fully enjoyed sex with both her husband and co-wife. Now, they all looked forward to meeting the professor's new mate. Jessica and Melanie hoped that she would turn out to be as accommodating as they had been. That would keep the entire household happy. The last thing that any of them needed was a jealous wife. Of course, that was rare under the present system, since those unwilling to share were generally assigned to partners who demanded equal exclusivity. They both kissed Levin enthusiastically as he entered the house, relieved that he had shown up before their fellow wife. They were afraid at first that it was her when he knocked and they wanted everyone ready for the civil ceremony that would mark the nuptials. "Honey, your bride is almost here. You might want to change quickly before she and the FAC officer arrive. That regular business suit just won't do for the wedding. You should know that after our weddings," Melanie pointed out, winking at Jessica as she did so. "Yes, my love. I guess it does pay to have a wife with a sense for these things," Andre teased her. "And which wife is that?" Jessica probed. "Okay, scratch that. It pays to have WIVES with eyes for fashion and taste," he corrected himself, not wanting to hurt either wife's feelings. "That's a quick save! Typical Andre, not wanting to hurt his women. It's obviously more to do with kindness than fear. After all, if one of us doesn't put out, he can still get laid with the other," Melanie joked. "Same with me. That's one of the benefits of group marriage. Sexual blackmail is a thing of the past. Of course, I'd never try it anyway. I like fucking too much for that," Jessica commented. "Believe it or not, in the last century it was considered inappropriate to use words like 'fuck' and 'screw' in public, especially for women. That changed only gradually until the 1970s, when major progress was made toward verbal candor, followed by 2 minor backlashes in the 80s and the first decade of this century," Andre observed, while nervously waiting for his new wife to show up. "That's just silly! Our poor ancestors, living through all of that! I'm just glad that I don't live in the 20th century. It sounds dull. Guess I can expect my academic husband to bring up boring historical stuff like that," Melanie reacted to this footnote. "Actually, it was anything but uneventful. There was plenty to occupy their time and energy," Levin noted. "You mean those crazy wars and all of that crime?" Jessica pointed out. "Exactly. Under the old system, criminal defendants had their own lawyers, whose quality depended on how rich their clients were. People even hired attorneys to begin lawsuits. And almost every nation had an army, even if it stood little chance of effectively defending the country. The military and police forces weren't like the Corps of Guardians. They were far less efficient, since they had limits to where they could go and whom they could arrest. They even had to remind people of their 'rights'," the professor informed his wives. "I've heard that religion was a major part of the old way of life. Is that true?" Melanie inquired, curious for once. "Yes, before atheism became mainstream, most people believed in a Supreme Being of sorts. There were many different faiths, such as Judaism, Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, and Hinduism. Now, of course, these sects have few if any followers. Larkin's philosophy took some time to take hold, but eventually, his views became more accepted, until most people understood that man is just the smartest beast in the jungle. Religion is perfectly legal, but it is mostly irrelevant today," Andre declared, about the time that he saw the fusion-powered Cellucar pull up to the house and his bride step out in her gown. The 2 wives, as prescribed by custom, formally welcomed their co-wife to the house. Then they officially introduced her to their husband. Following tradition, Jessica and Melanie kissed first Andre and then the newest wife, as a way of indicating that they harbored no jealousy or resentment. After these formalities, there was plenty of small talk, while the movers put the bride's possessions in the groom's house. Tamara Chun was half-Korean, but had been born in and grew up in Manchester. Therefore, she only appeared Asian until she spoke. Then, of course, she revealed her upbringing. Her Korean father, a Guardian, had spent 2 years in England. He met a local, had a fling with her, and claimed the child that resulted from the tryst. "So, where did you go to school?" Jessica asked her. "Greater Britannia University, Cambridge Campus. You?" she replied, curiously. "I took 2 years of Junior Level Studies at Trans-Ohio's Cleveland Campus, after I married Andre here. That was enough for me. The professor is the intellectual in this household. What did you study?" she probed. "Economics. I take it that you never had a major and only received an associate degree?" she asked. "Yes, that was enough for my chosen profession. If I had stayed on, I would have pursued a degree in business administration. I just decided that I wanted to spend more time with Andre. He earned enough for me not to need a higher-paying job. And then, of course, Melanie arrived with her income, which is considerable," Jessica winked at the other Mrs. Levin, who blushed. "She's referring to my trust fund. I sort of inherited one from my cousin. It isn't that large, but I am technically an heiress," the woman admitted, somewhat embarrassed at her wealth. "She's a well-meaning girl that feels kind of guilty about having gotten her money the very old-fashioned way: inheriting it. Something about being a millionaire causes her to be uncomfortable. I don't think that she expected a wealthy tech baron to leave her anything, simply because his mother was her dad's sister," Andre told Tamara. "So, Melanie is the richest member of the household?" Tamara asked to clarify the matter, which definitely piqued her curiosity. "Yes, she is. Mind you, partners are chosen by computer analysts, so I can't be accused of marrying for money," Andre noted. "True. That's another idiocy that is behind us. Andre and I are very compatible, as are he and Jessica. He wanted bisexual or bi-curious women, for instance. I was already the former and Jessica the latter when I showed up. She had never tried it with a woman before, though she had watched Andre with other women once or twice and he had viewed her encounters with other men. "That's the great thing about the FAC system, you know. None of us wanted monogamy and we were matched with people who agreed with us. I hope you're okay with that arrangement. We all like to fuck around and enjoy sex to its greatest extent of pleasure," Melanie explained. "Indeed. I wouldn't be here if I were the jealous type, but I have to admit that I prefer group marriage to swinging per se. Would you guys be willing to try that? Just the four of us? I can make it worth the sacrifice. I love a communal atmosphere. Group sex without condoms and without fear of disease is what appeals to me, if you don't mind," Tamara proposed. "Hmm... let's try it for 100 days and see if we like it. Would do you guys think?" Jessica offered a compromise. That was another thing. Just because a woman was a plural wife or a man was a plural husband did NOT mean that they had no say in the decisions that affected the family. Nor did it mean that things didn't happen. On the contrary, so many opinions were offered that everyone KNEW that compromise would be necessary. Furthermore, one or more of the spouses was usually the diplomatic type, acting to end the gridlock of disputes. In Levin's marriage, that partner was Jessica. She wasn't the boss, but she tended to be the mediator. "I am willing to give it a shot. What about you, Melanie?" Andre reacted to the suggestion. "It sounds okay to me as well. Group marriage it is, then," she agreed. "Very well then. I don't know about you guys, but I am ready to consummate my marriage. It's not like I'm a virgin, either. If I had more time before the wedding, I'd have tried you out. There's no law against it," Tamara declared. "True. I did that with both Jessica and Melanie. The geography and time constraints prevented it in this case. Annulment is still a choice if it doesn't work after a month, you know. Of course, that's thankfully rare," Andre observed. "Indeed," Tamara stated, as she removed her clothes. The other women undressed Professor Levin, following the custom established for polygamy. They then disrobed themselves. There was no rule barring the other wives from participating in the wedding night. On the contrary, it was unofficially encouraged. They DID have to wait until the bride got her turn at the groom, but that was common courtesy. Tamara licked her lips before she put her new husband's cock in her mouth, sucking him to get the proper effect. She totally enjoyed giving men blowjobs. At 22, she was already experienced at this act, which she had learned in college. The texture of a man's dick delighted her in a distinct way. While she liked eating pussy, a manhood was a more satisfying sex organ to her tongue. Andre just about flinched as he felt his new wife's mouth on his dick. As she deep-throated him, he felt an incredible sensation in his groin. Her oral efforts were making him dangerously close to an "early release". Knowing that he might cum too soon, the lady let his cock slip out of her jaws and got on her hands and knees in front of him. That was a good sign from Levin's perspective, as it told him that she was a very wild and more submissive bride than some. He started taking the newest Mrs. Levin from behind, ramming her drenched cunt. She bucked her hips enthusiastically, inviting him to slam her more forcefully. Her delicious Asian flesh was silky beneath him as he screwed her. Her movements encouraged him to thrust deeper into Tamara's pussy. Levin felt his meat jump inside his bride's warm hole as he roughly took the ecstatic woman. She wanted more of his cock in her pussy, so she pushed back at him even harder. Finally, his cum burst from his dick, filling the Manchester girl with his seed. "Thank you, honey," Tamara responded, winking at him. "My turn, girlfriend," Jessica said as she began to suck his dick. Melanie promptly joined her fellow spouse, cleaning the cum from Andre's cock. They clearly loved the taste of his jism and Tamara's juices as they took turns deep-throating him. They also kissed each other, drinking their husband's essence from each other's mouths. It was delicious and it was just the beginning. All of the people there knew that the rest of the wedding night and the marriage itself would be incredible. The four of them belonged together. Clearly, Tamara's idea of a pure group marriage had some potential. To Be Continued... The Professor's Bride Ch. 02 Andre Levin's cock felt an intense heat from the tightest of Tamara's holes. His newest bride wasn't merely an anal lover: she was a fanatic for butt sex. Since she had become his third wife, she appeared to almost have schemed with her sister-wives to drain his balls every night before bedtime. Then again, that was no ground for a complaint, especially they had agreed to try limiting their sex lives to the four of them. The gorgeous Korean BBW met Andre's thrusts with undeniable eagerness, enjoying the power of her husband's dick inside her bottom. It was her turn to fuck him, and she wanted to keep up her end of things. Of course, it was far from a duty in her mind. This was a visceral joy, taking it in the "bum", as she put it. She also liked it in her cunny, as well as her mouth, but getting fucked in the arse was her favorite sexual kink. She wasn't leggy like Jessica, nor was she as busty as Melanie. Her voluptuous buttocks were her major attraction, not counting the exotic quality that her Asian looks represented for people in the West. She gladly and unabashedly milked them for what she could get in bed, and now that she was married to Andre, she wouldn't behave any differently. The fact that Jessica and Melanie were presently engaged in stroking their own clits while they watched their husband fuck his last wife also exhilarated both the professor and the Anglophile babe underneath him. Each woman got a kick out of the scene in her own way, though for Tamara, it was mostly an exhibitionist thing. Jessica was more of a voyeur, while Melanie was equally both. Andre was also a mix of the two fetishes. Jessica's mind got dirtier by the second, as she imagined herself sucking Andre's dick straight from Tamara's butt hole. She also pictured Melanie rimming their co-wife until all of the jism was cleaned up from her sphincter. She even imagined using a strap-on dildo to bugger the former Ms. Chun while Professor Levin slammed his cock into her own asshole. Images of Melanie getting her pussy eaten by Tamara at the same time had the first wife squirting a great deal without even focusing on her clit much at the moment. "Andre, honey, can I try ass-to-mouth after you've cum in Tamara's butt? I know that she's clean enough, and I would love to give you head directly out of her tush. Maybe Melanie can toss her salad, too. What do you think, Mel?" Jessie pouted before locking lips with the Southern belle next to her. "Sure, I'd love to do that, as long as you agree to kiss me like you just did afterward! Tamara has a nice and tasty rump, after all. Besides, I love the flavor of a man's seed leaking from an ass!" Mel consented, winking devilishly at her sister-wife. "Fuck, gals, that kind of nasty talk is going to make me spill very soon! Sorry, Tamara, but here it goes!" Andre warned, though he wasn't one to gripe about how delightfully hedonistic his wives tended to be. That beat being married to prudes, though he knew that wasn't a danger under the present system. "Okay, Melanie, you promised to lick my arse, so do it!" Tamara urged her in an English accent that would surprise people who didn't know about her British mother. It was an extremely attractive contrast to her equally delicious Korean flesh. As the Georgia Peach landed her tongue between Tamara's buns, the latter shivered with a massive sensation akin to the instant thrill that many people got from their first kiss or heavy petting. Her pucker squirmed a bit from the contact with the slick, wet tongue against it, overloading the Anglo-Asian girl with delight. It was pure sensual bliss, a trip to carnal Paradise, if one believed in such a thing as Heaven. On yet another plane of erotic existence, Andre's shrinking dick soon stiffened to full hardness under the unmistakable touch of Jessica's warm throat. Her moist lips moved back and forth from almost his lower belly to the head of his enthralled cock. His swarthy beauty of a first wife let her eagerness show on her face, as her earthy hands manipulated his balls to a point of ecstasy. If there was one thing that Jessica took more seriously than most, it was keeping Andre as happy as possible, especially through fellatio. She had mastered the act of sucking a man off to the point of being an art, if not a science. It was already an unwritten rule among the wives that their primary goal for each day was to wear Andre out in the sexual department. He was their husband, and while they didn't mind sharing him with each other, they liked having him around in the evenings. It was an enjoyable task, after all, that they had set for themselves, and all 3 of them were by now committed mentally to continuing Tamara's proposition of keeping their sex lives within their group marriage. Polygamy had replaced swinging as their chosen lifestyle. That they were all at least somewhat bisexual, except for Andre, made it even more ideal. Among four people, they could surely keep everyone satisfied without any need to pursue extramarital liaisons. That way, they wouldn't have to worry about catching any STDs from anyone else. Luckily, the Family Affairs Commission didn't chose mates by accident, even if they were random. It calculated the likely compatibility of each potential mate, based upon not only sworn statements on record by the participants, but also their sexual histories and their tastes in pornographic materials. It also interviewed people who knew the prospects well enough, to get a further sense as to what each person truly enjoyed. It was a program that adapted and learned to improve its accuracy. This was why Andre had 3 wives whose main desire in life was his happiness, sexual and otherwise. The women were selected from among those with a marked tendency to embrace sexual deviations and to seek to please their man. Those chosen had high sexual drives as well, and they also possessed a strong need to belong to a man whom they could not only respect, but indeed admire and even adore. They weren't women whose chief interest was to be the center of attention or the focus of the marriage. In fact, while they wanted enough flaws to keep the man in question relatable to them, they sought to enhance his ambitions by complementing those weaknesses. This was why it had taken a long time to find the final bride: the FAC was very precise and demanding in its search. It was also why a respected academic was the choice of the matchmakers for the women. In a world without violence and poverty, intellectuals were highly prized spouses. He also had stable enough finances to not see a need to defraud or grovel to his wealthiest wife. His principles would presumably aid in that as well, as it would be reasonable to assume that such men were likely to grasp ethics better, and hopefully follow good ones. None of this was on Professor Levin's mind, of course, as he saw Jessica and Melanie kiss each other ravenously on the mouth. Nor did he think about such things when Tamara joined them for a heated, three-way Sapphic tongue exchange. Naturally, his mind was distracted by the events in front of his eyes. He might have been an articulate and rationally minded scholar, but he was also still a male of the species Homo sapiens. No man with much of an interest in the opposite sex could ignore the sheer eroticism of the activity that he witnessed on his own marital bed, among his three lovely wives. "Alright, hon. Do you want more, and if so, from whom? Bear in mind that we're all still quite horny, my dear," Jessica Levin teased her hubby with a wink. The other Levin wives snickered at that point. "How about I rotate? It has always seemed to work for us so far," Andre offered, confident that his wives would accept such a proposal. "Most of the time, I love that idea. I like having you in charge of the sex, as you know. This time, though, I have a different suggestion for you. Would you mind if we ladies took control for the night? Don't worry, darling. We won't harm you, since we love you and your body. We just want to use you as our plaything, sexually. There will be no need for ropes or scarves. We'll just use our superior numbers to basically rape you. That's what we want to do tonight," Melanie countered with a playful smile. K "This would just be for tonight, and maybe a few others down the line, if you enjoy it. It wouldn't be a regular thing, as Mel said. We normally prefer to yield the power to you. We like having our smart and stern professor in command. This time, however, we want to just have our way with you. We want to use you until you're exhausted, and then make you watch us lick each other until we're wiped out as well," Tamara agreed, grinning with mischief. "Okay, I could go along with such an idea for the night. It has its...attractions," Andre assented, not having any certain idea of what would happen, but trusting his wives to treat him well. "Wonderful, honey! Me first, then! I'm your senior wife, after all," Jessica exclaimed with enthusiasm, before she pushed her husband onto his back. "Don't think of this as women bossing you around, dear. Just think of it as your wives working hard to satisfy you, without making you do as much as you normally do," Melanie blew a kiss to Andre, and then she sat on his face. The good professor didn't have time to worry about Tamara, as she soon began sucking his toes. In moments, his dick was surrounded by the walls of Jessie's cunt, while his tongue penetrated the warmth of Melanie's pussy. The additional senses tickled by his newest bride and her hungry lips were further provoked by the experience of analingus. It wasn't every day that a man got his ass licked by his wife. He was very proud of himself for having washed his anatomy well that day. After a long series of thrusts by Jessica, who moved her hips with her usual vigor, Melanie took her place in welcoming Andre's stiff cock. Now, it was Jessie's turn to indulge the debauched pleasures of a man's lips and tongue on her pussy. Professor Levin darted in and out of her wet folds with delight, every bit as thrilled by the pure sensuality of cunnilingus as his beloved first wife. This routine continued for another quarter of an hour, with Mel and Jessica swapping places every other minute. They each reveled in the wonderfully loving tongue and potent dick that entered and claimed them. Even though their supposed dominance was soon revealed for a sham to even themselves by the degree of their husband's talents, they weren't precisely displeased. In fact, they loved the idea of playing with a reverse gang-bang, even as they realized who really ran things. With each turn, both women felt cherished and ravished at the same time. Nor was Tamara left out of anything. It didn't take long for her to encourage her sister-wives to go ahead and lie down on their own backsides. Andre took a hint and gladly followed his considerate third wife's advice. He began thrusting into both gals, energetically partaking in this primal twist on the old "missionary" position. There was something atavistic about fucking two women on their backs, with their legs in the air to take turns on his shoulders. It was perhaps that he essentially reenacted the consummation of his marriages to both of them in this way, yet he also felt some raw heat from deviating with the raised legs. It was at this stage that Tamara instigated her own twist on things, by getting on all fours between her co-wives. She presented her ass to Andre, obviously inviting him to sample her bottom and return the favor that she had shown him earlier that night. Not one to show ingratitude or a lack of appreciation for a kinky side in his wives, her husband acted on the impulse to munch on her luscious buns and pucker. As he rimmed his fantastic bride, Andre also knelt to keep pounding his sweet second wife and his loving first. This was almost the perfect sex act, in his opinion, as he knew that few could possibly beat this arrangement. He got the best cunts wrapped around his cock, and he also tasted the juiciest backside ever, in his perspective. "Damn, that is outstanding!" Jessica shouted, shortly before she climaxed. She was soon followed by Melanie and Tamara. Under the influence of so much satisfaction and pleasure, there was nothing that Andre could do but empty his seed into Mel's silky sex. He didn't even complain when Tamara slumped in front of him. He just let his head rest on her buxom behind, while his two other wives lay down next to him on either side of the new, "jumbo" bed. It was one of those so-called "emperor-size" beds, designed with poly marriages in mind, and it more than fit the bill in their case. The foursome all drifted to sleep with ease and relief, not worrying about the fluids that they could wash off their privates later. They also didn't think about the sperm that were about to penetrate some eggs, as they weren't aware of that, nor was it exactly something awful from their point of view. Melanie would get the great news soon enough, but that would have to wait several weeks. The Professor's Bride Ch. 03 "Damn it, why am I so sick to my stomach?" Melanie Levin griped, feeling a bit more cantankerous than she would normally be, even this time of the month. Which reminded the blonde that she hadn't bled yet this cycle. Oh, shit, she thought. That could mean ... was it possible? Well, she hadn't used her usual protection since Tamara showed up to marry their husband Andre. In fact, she hadn't used contraceptives of any sort. "What is it, babe?" Andre asked his second wife, recognizing that thoughtful look on her lovely face. "I just realized that I haven't had my period yet. Honey, I think that I may be pregnant," she smiled, embracing the news as being the good kind. "Well, well, that is something that the rest of the family needs to hear, and fast! That's wonderful, baby!" Professor Levin grabbed and kissed the Southern belle. Melanie reacted by slipping him a great deal of tongue and whispering, "You know, if I weren't so nauseated right now, I would seriously jump your bones this instant. I guess that I'll have to take a rain check on that issue." "Why are you nauseated, sweetie?" Jessica joined the conversation, before planting lip locks on both her husband and co-wife. "I think that I'm going to have a baby, Jess," Melanie informed her with a grin. "Wow! That is excellent news, dear! Come on, let's tell Tam," Jessica urged her lovers. "Tell me what?" Tamara Levin asked her mates, overhearing the tail end of the discussion as she walked in from the backyard. "That Mel is preggers, babe!" Andre answered his Anglophile bride. "That's bloody awesome! Now you just have to knock the rest of us up! I would love to be knocked up at the same time as my sister-wives, darling!" Tam responded with delight at the notion of expanding the family into a new generation. "I think that this calls for a special dinner tonight, to celebrate this news. Naturally, Mel should get to pick it, since she's the woman of the hour," Jessica suggested with a wink. "Yeah, and she should get first turn in the sack with hubby. Just save some for your sister-wives, love," Tamara encouraged the Georgia Peach. "So, I get to choose dinner and presumably where to eat it. I also get to sleep with our husband first tonight. My, oh my! Well, supper's easy to pick. I want chicken-fried steak with mashed potatoes, and I know a nice bar and grill that serves it. Just because I can't drink now doesn't mean that you shouldn't. I'll be the designated driver. I will enjoy watching your pleasure from booze, and I'll draw mine from that. Besides, I'll have fun taking advantage of you in your drunken state," Melanie giggled. "So, a bar and grill to get Andre loose so you can ride him, eh? As if you need that to separate him from his underwear. Not that I object. The sooner we get him naked, the sooner we can all have our way with his ass," Jessica teased Mel a bit. "And vice versa," Andre added, while groping his wives. "Well, of course. You can have your way with my arse whenever you please, darling," Tamara replied in her sexy British accent, which was always a fascinating contrast with her Korean face. "Agreed, that's a given. You never have to worry about staying on top, honey. We're your wives, after all. And, by the way, I meant taking advantage of all of you. I get you first, husband, but that doesn't mean we have to do it cowgirl. How does reverse cowgirl sound to you? I know how much you like my ass!" Melanie needled him. "Well, it is ladies' choice tonight, babe. Specifically, you, my fair Southern belle," the professor quipped while fondling the aforementioned part of his second wife's anatomy. "So, I get to eat some comfort food for supper, with some cunny for dessert. I must say that sounds rather delicious," Tamara replied with excitement. "You're free to eat some right now, baby. Dinner's a few hours off. Just be careful and remember that Andre likes to take the ladies from behind. Not that I'd complain, as long I get it in the end," Melanie pointed out. "Which end is that? You don't need a bun in the oven now. Save me some dick, in any case. It's a good thing that our husband has so much stamina, not to mention seed. I love sharing his cock with you gals. There's something quite sensual about having a man go straight from another woman into my pussy," Jessica flirted with her co-wife. "So, what's stopping you ladies?" Andre replied. "Nothing, lover. How about putting that fine dick of yours in my cunny while I eat Mel out? Jess, love, be a dear and lick his cock while he fucks me, will you?" Tamara begged her partners. "Sounds wonderful to me. Lie down on the bed, Melanie, so Tam can lick your pussy while I see if I can fill her womb with my seed. Jessica, do you mind sucking me while I screw her? Count on getting your fair share of spunk afterward," Dr. Levin reacted as he kissed each of his wives. "I'll be sure to remember that, stud. I'm just glad that I know that you're capable of it. A lesser man would find excuses, but not my Andre, I mean, our Andre. Promise to fuck me hard when you're done screwing Tam? I mean, get rough and go deep. I want a chance at having your baby, too, at last. There's a reason I went off the pill lately. It's time, honey," Jess pouted in her adorable way. "Naturally," Andre reassured, as he began reaming Tamara. The plump Anglo-Korean girl, for her part, was already engrossed in the act of devouring Melanie. The Atlanta socialite couldn't help but squeal with pleasure as the professor's third wife licked her snatch and sucked on her clit. It was certainly a scene intended to keep Dr. Levin hard, not counting the sight of Tamara's tush as he pounded her. It didn't hurt that Jessica kept up her end of things by gliding her tongue along her husband's cock as he thrust into the BBW's delightful pussy. Even so, the first part was relatively short, since Andre was too excited from all of the sensations and the anticipation this time around to hold back. Then again, he would probably be much slower to release his seed later, and there would be plenty of time for such action. After all, the Levin wives weren't about to be content with one round a piece. "Sorry about that, dear," Andre apologized nonetheless, out of courtesy. "Sorry for what? All of this sex talk has all of us rather horny right now, and you're only flesh and blood. Besides, I love knowing how much my bum turns you on. I'll take a rain check on a longer romp. I still get to eat Mel's quim, at least until she cums. That's pleasure enough for me at the moment, though both of you will owe me an orgasm or two by midnight," Tamara reminded the professor. "True. Well, now, Jess. Are you ready for me to fuck you hard, as you asked me earlier?" Dr. Levin demanded. "I'm always ready for that, husband. I just hope that you are prepared to take me the way I need it," Jessica dared him with a kiss. "With pleasure, madam," Andre replied, while fingering Jess and finding that she was wet. The first wife promptly smiled and bent over for her spouse. The message was a clear invitation, and Andre took it. Naturally, she showed him that just how aroused all of that racy talk made her...