By the year 2090 anything could happen (and for that matter, probably will).
What if a nuclear accident were to render most of the male population impotent
and a large part of the female population infertile. The task of rebuilding
society would then be left to a few dedicated studs. These thoughts flitted
through my mind as I was sitting in a field one day watching a ram diligently
going about his procreational activities with a flock of sheep. Idly musing what
could happen if human society organized itself along similar lines provided the
inspiration for the following fantasy, which I hope you will enjoy.
'Good morning, may I help you?' Karen regarded the receptionist uncertainly.
'Uh, I have an appointment for this morning. It's Karen Condrey.' While the
receptionist consulted her records, Karen regarded her surroundings with
approval. The walls were decorated in pale shades of cream and beige and large
windows looked out on to an attractively landscaped garden, giving an impression
of spaciousness and light. On the wall opposite there hung a large landscape
depicting nymphs and water sprites in the style of the Morandian Thespiasts,
which had recently come into vogue again amongst the fashionable set.
'Cardington ... Calvin ... Condrey. Yes, here it is.' The receptionist frowned
then looked up, 'There's no record of a mating type though.' 'I wasn't sure at
the time.' Karen's reply was delivered with an overtone of embarrassment. 'Ah,
then you may wish to discuss this aspect with one of our counselors. You may
wait in the room to your left.' Karen thanked her and stepped across to the room
indicated. A painting of creatures from classical mythology hung on a wall
adjacent to the single window. The room was furnished with three comfortable
chairs arranged around a low table. Karen selected a chair and glanced idly
through a magazine lying on the table. Presently she was joined by a young woman
in the formal dress of the clinic staff. 'Good morning, I am Ailsa Hardy,' she
smiled as she drew up a chair opposite Karen. 'I understand that you have not
yet decided upon a stud.' 'That is correct,' replied Karen. 'Perhaps you could
explain the options.' 'Of course. The clinic offers several distinct services.
Our standard program, which we also call the 'One Star' consists of a single
mating on each of three consecutive days during your most fertile period. You
may choose from any of our male studs or may elect to have artificial
insemination if you prefer.' 'I see. What do most people do.' 'Well a
traditional physical mating is the most popular of course and we do attach
importance to being fertilized in the right atmosphere and mood. It is difficult
to achieve such conditions with an artificial insemination but despite that, I
must say that a certain percentage of our clientele opt for this method.
However, a few years ago there was something of a scandal involving stored
semen. You might remember hearing about it. It involved substituting an inferior
semen for the type claimed then charging for the quality product. There was an
outcry and ever since, artificial insemination has been looked upon with a
certain suspicion. Naturally,' she hastened to add, 'our own semen is beyond
reproach, and procedures have been adopted to prevent a recurrence of the
fraud.' She went on, 'In our clinic we employ only proven studs of excellent
quality. Their genetic background is thoroughly researched and a detailed
analysis is available to you on request. By the way, are you married?' Karen
nodded, 'But like all our friends, my husband is sterile. It took us a while to
establish this as,' she hesitated with a trace of embarrassment, 'he can only
manage a mating once in two or three months.' Ailsa nodded, 'Yes, that is
normal. Recent research shows that at present, about ten percent of the male
population is capable of impregnating a woman but only about two percent with
any degree of certainty - hence our clinics.' She smiled wanly, 'Consequently
when a virile male is discovered there is some lively competition to engage his
services in one of the agencies. Not all accept,' she mused. 'Some prefer
freelance fucking, as the saying goes, and although their fee is generally
smaller than the clinics there is a much greater risk of inheriting an
unsuitable genetic background.' 'I have heard that the studs are tireless in
their work,' Karen ventured. 'How is this possible when normal men can manage so
little?' Ailsa continued: 'There is a ready explanation. We have developed a
range of hormones and potions which give a greatly augmented sexual capacity as
well as encouraging a vigorous lust in our studs. Each clinic guards its secret
recipes jealously although in practice and just between ourselves, they work to
much the same effect.' 'With such an effective treatment, why then, is this
program not made available to our husbands?' Ailsa considered a moment. 'It has
been tried of course, but generally with disappointing results. The program
augments mating capacity but there has to be a certain threshold level to start
with. Most of the male population fall below this threshold so in their case the
treatment is ineffective. Another factor is cost. The ingredients are highly
priced and the expense lies beyond the capacity of most ordinary citizens.' 'I
see. What effect would these treatments have on women?' 'I'm not sure if I
understand what you mean,' Ailsa frowned. Karen flushed slightly then went on,
'I mean the part that 'promotes desire'. Does that work on women too?' 'Not
exactly, but for this purpose we employ different ingredients which are
effective with females. These aids are available to our clients at a small extra
charge, and in a range of strengths to suit different temperaments. Some ladies
who would ordinarily be embarrassed or even repelled at prospect of mating with
a stranger have reported very satisfactory results with our Number Three
Enhancer. Our most vigorous is the Number Five product but that is normally
available only to clients taking the Two or Three Star course - which I have not
explained to you yet so perhaps I had better do so now.' 'Our standard service,
as I mentioned earlier, consists of a single mating on each of three days. The
actual impregnation takes less than ten minutes. This suits the busy executive
who attaches small importance to personal gratification and has limited time for
dalliance. It also suits those ladies who, for various moral reasons, feel that
they should not enjoy a mating. However, clients of this category are in the
minority.' 'Our Two Star treatment is standard and involves half-day mating
sessions over the three days of your most fertile period. This is a very popular
program and on each half-day you would be serviced around half a dozen times or
more depending on your wishes. The use of appropriate enhancers can add
considerably to the quality of your experience. Fertilization rate is high for
this option.' 'Our most comprehensive course is the Three Star program. This
involves living-in during the three days of your mating. During this time the
client will be repeatedly serviced by the stud of her choice in comfortable,
luxurious surroundings and in an atmosphere of romance and relaxation. With this
course you may specify matings with more than one stud although of course this
involves additional expense. Some of our more wealthy clients have elected to be
serviced at random by a half dozen studs of their choosing. The element of
uncertainty about who is responsible when impregnation takes place is said to
add a further piquant flavor to the experience.' Karen nodded, but did not trust
herself to a reply. 'Now then, I see you are booked for a Two Star mating. You
may change your mind and upgrade to the Three Star if you wish?' 'Thank you, but
no. I fear the Three Star course is beyond my means.' 'Very well.' Ailsa rose
and retrieved an album from a nearby cupboard. 'We have three dozen studs
available at present, which makes our clinic one of the largest. You have a good
choice of qualities.' She opened the album. Each page depicted a young male both
dressed and unclothed, together with a brief description of his antecedents,
skills, intelligence, physical attributes, muscular co-ordination educational
accomplishments and entries in various other categories. Karen studied each page
carefully. She had discussed this carefully with her husband and together they
had drawn up a list of preferred qualities in the male who would service her.
Eventually she settled on three possibilities from the album. Ailsa nodded
approvingly. 'Yes they are each of excellent background. Additionally, they are
available now. Would you like a viewing?' 'Yes, if you please.' Ailsa rose and
Karen accompanied her to the reception counter where the Advisor consulted a
register. As they made their way along a corridor Ailsa paused periodically at a
view port set in the wall and beckoned Karen to look within. Each window looked
in to tastefully furnished rooms with a low table, chairs, a dining alcove and
sundry pictures, sculptures and nick-knacks according to the whim of the stud.
Dominating the furnishings was a large double bed. Ailsa pointed to doors
leading to an adjacent bath and shower room. Some of the rooms were occupied,
others were not. The first view port they came to, as it happened, showed the
room occupied by a fit looking young man with a young woman in the white coat of
a laboratory technician sitting opposite him. They were laughing at some amusing
interchange between themselves. To Karen's surprise and somewhat to her
embarrassment, the young male could be seen masturbating in a leisurely manner
as he spoke. A moment later he reached forward urgently with one hand and in
response, the laboratory assistant rose quickly. In her outstretched hand was a
small jar. The young man became tense, and urgently tugging himself with quick
strokes, ejaculated heavily into the jar. Again there was an exchange of banter
and they laughed again. The technician covered the jar with a lid then turned to
leave. 'What is the purpose of these windows, then?' Karen asked in a bewildered
tone. 'Surely they would want privacy?' Ailsa reassured her. 'Not at all. We
have no secrets here and besides, many women like to preview different studs in
action before settling on a final choice. Then again, many bring their husbands.
Some husbands have an old-fashioned reluctance to allow their wives to be
serviced by a third party. The view ports provide a reassurance that their wives
are engaging only in the minimal technicalities. Apart from that, most husbands
show a lively interest in the matings of other women, which of course, they are
free to observe.' The next room was empty but at the end of the passage Ailsa
paused and indicated to Karen a mating in progress. Both participants were naked
and were writhing on the double bed in the throes of a considerable passion. The
woman would have been perhaps twenty-two years, short and dark haired with an
olive complexion but (and this surprised Karen), with clear blue eyes. The stud
serving her was of medium height and sturdy build, with short fair hair and a
muscular physique. His penis was stiffly erect and the woman was stroking it as
he kissed and fondled her body. Karen would not normally consider herself a
voyeur but to her surprised consternation she felt herself responding as the two
lovers clung and caressed each other. Karen cast a nervous sidelong glance at
Ailsa. The counselor was completely absorbed in the scene before them, and when
Karen turned her gaze back into the room, she could see the stud now above his
client who had parted her legs to receive him. A moment later he entered her
thighs and they were locked together in a passionate thrusting. Karen felt
herself becoming wet in a sympathetic response. She hastily turned away. 'I
can't understand what's come over me, I'm not normally like this.' Ailsa
regarded her with sympathetic amusement. 'There's a simple explanation. I put an
enhancer in your coffee.' Then seeing Karen's indignant look, went on without
pausing, 'It's standard practice. Everyone here does it. Some clients are
modest, shy or just plain scared. One enhancer and we sometimes have to prize
them away from the view ports.' Ailsa consulted a card in her hand. 'Here we
are, the first stud of your choice. He has a client with him now - look!' Karen
looked. She recognized Adrian from his photograph earlier. A male in his early
thirties, slightly taller than medium height, dark hair and pleasant, clean cut
features. Unlike the muscular build of the stud in the previous room, Adrian's
limbs were slender. She looked more closely and confirmed what the photo had
revealed, Adrian had an unusually large penis; it was stiffly erect now as his
client a woman in her late thirties prepared to kneel astride him. Karen had
observed this feature with only mild interest at the time she chose him, basing
her decision, so she told herself, on his very satisfactory genetic profile.
Now, with the liberating effects of the enhancer working in her body, such
details became of immediate interest. Karen felt embarrassment falling away and
her own arousal growing. The client had impaled herself on his cock and was
enthusiastically working herself to a noisy, uninhibited and voluptuous orgasm.
Suddenly Karen caught sight of another figure seated to one side of the bed.
Ailsa nodded, 'Yes, it's the client's daughter. They are well off and the
daughter has come for her first mating also.' 'But so young?' 'Fifteen is old
enough to breed, and her mother tells me she is keen! Now here is your next
alternative, conveniently located next door to Adrian's chambers.' Karen looked
through the view port. The genetic profile was excellent but the stud's
appearance did not particularly appeal. Rohdan was a heavyset male in his
twenties with features that would have been handsome had they not been marred by
a tendency to coarseness. His body was liberally covered with hair. He was
talking to a client as they looked in. 'Where is the other one?' Karen enquired.
Ailsa consulted her card and led the way to a wing extending from the main
corridor to the east. As they walked Ailsa pointed to a room on their right.
'Those are the premises of Marvin Kettler. He has perhaps the most brilliant
genetic profile we have ever seen. Women just flock to get his penis between
their legs, but unfortunately there's a slight problem.' 'Oh, and what is that,'
Karen enquired. 'Marvin fucks with reluctance. He has the capacity but
apparently he's just not interested. This is a big problem for us as he is
greatly in demand by our clients.' 'I imagine it would get pretty boring,' Karen
thought to herself but aloud she asked, 'So how to you resolve the dilemma.'
Ailsa became animated, 'We have to employ teasers. It's a pain, but he's far too
important to let go.' When she saw Karen's blank look she went on, 'You know,
like they do with horses. You don't know about horses?' Karen shook her head.
'Okay, well when the mare is in heat but shows a reluctance to accept the
stallion's rather direct advances they bring in a gelding to warm her up - you
know - get her sexually excited. Then when she's good and ready, they whip the
gelding away and the stallion at once gets into her. It works out rather well.'
'Surely you don't mean they use eunuchs or whatever they call them, to get his
clients going?' Karen sounded shocked. 'No, no. They're not eunuchs, just males
who have been given a good dose of Erectyron to augment their capabilities. They
can do everything but actually fertilize the client. This they leave to Marvin
who comes in at the last minute, once the woman is thoroughly aroused, gets his
cock into her with very little ceremony and impregnates her with his sperm. If
you ever get to see Marvin in action you would know why they need teasers. He's
not what you would call an avid enthusiast and his manner is clinical, to say
the least. The clients don't complain though because the teasers are good and
they're VERY enthusiastic about their work.
The Mating Clinic Pt 2
... Karen was glad she hadn't settled upon such an exalted breeding line
but her reflections were cut short as Ailsa stopped outside room 23. Looking
through the window Karen was surprised to observe a housewife from her own
street kneeling in the centre of the bed, with a tall man of rather striking
appearance and a shock of red hair kneeling above her, enthusiastically
penetrating her from the rear, after the manner of a dog and bitch. Karen was
mildly shocked as she had formed the impression that Maya was somewhat
conservative in matters of sex; evidently she had been mistaken! However as the
stud withdrew his penis from her Karen stared more closely then turned to Ailsa.
'I'm sure he had it up her bum. Surely she doesn't expect to get pregnant that
way?' Ailsa smiled deprecatingly, 'We don't dictate where they put it. If that's
what appeals to her and the stud is willing it's none of our business.' Karen
responded flatly, 'I've already made my choice. I have selected Adrian.' 'Very
well, let us return to his rooms. Shall we have a coffee and wait in here until
they are finished?' Ailsa indicated a small anteroom. Comfortably reclining on
the couch Ailsa became more expansive and genial as she described highlights
from the clinic's working routine. Strangely, Karen felt herself attracted to
this self-assured young woman. Was she married, Karen wondered? The conversation
turned to the topic of Adrian's servicing of mother and daughter. 'Do you mean
that she will be mated straight after her mother?' 'Probably,' said Ailsa. 'You
have to remember that the studs have been assisted by potent aphrodisiacs. Some
respond to them better than others, but with all, they are in a more or less
constant state of erection and can easily fuck half a dozen times in a row.'
'That wasn't what I meant exactly. I mean both doing it in the same room at the
same time.' Ailsa shifted on the couch, her short dress riding up somewhat and
revealing slender, shapely legs. Ailsa was looking at her quizzically, 'We get
all sorts coming in here. A double fucking is cheaper than each getting it on
separate occasions. Maybe they are constrained by motives of economy!' Ailsa
paused, then went on, 'Then again, some of our wealthy clients visit regularly
for 'personal satisfaction' if you know what I mean. They have no intention of
getting themselves pregnant but they enjoy the pretense of trying! We're not
supposed to cater for this, but it happens all the time. Who's to say what's
genuine and what is not? Let's face it, our men are getting less potent all the
time.' She laid a hand conspiratorially upon Karen's knee, 'So where's the harm
in enjoying some vigorous cock when you can get it, eh?' This is crazy Karen
thought to herself. Whether it was the effect of the enhancer or the nearness of
Ailsa's magnetically animal attractions she did not know, but there was no
denying the sudden surge she felt as she took in the prominent curve of Ailsa's
breasts, her smooth, flawless complexion and her warm, inviting smile. Karen
felt herself becoming wet again. There seemed to be a pounding in her ears. She
turned to Ailsa and confessed, 'It's so good of you to tell me these things ...
I ...' What was it she wanted to say. Ailsa was smiling at her now. She
straightened her legs from beneath her and drew Karen against her in a
comforting embrace. Suddenly Karen wanted more than anything else in the world
to become even closer. A part of her stood back and watched in astonishment, but
the feelings were too strong - too immediate and when Ailsa turned, Karen
reached towards her and their lips joined in a passionate kiss. For a moment
Karen felt giddy and wondered if Ailsa had put another enhancer in her coffee.
Probably, she thought, but somehow it didn't seem to matter right now. Presently
Ailsa got to her feet and led Karen into a vacant mating room. It was smaller
than the others she had seen and somewhat to her relief there was no viewing
window. Ailsa undressed revealing a shapely figure and Karen followed suit as if
in a dream. They embraced again and Ailsa led her to the bed and they lay
together. Once or twice the thought of making love with another woman had passed
through Karen's mind but it was more curiosity than desire. She knew some of her
friends enjoyed this form of intimacy but Karen had never felt strongly enough
about the prospect to actually seek it out. Right now, though, she was so
aroused by Ailsa's caresses and intimacies that it filled her whole
consciousness with a searing hunger. Karen responded eagerly to the other
woman's embrace. She felt her nipples being fondled and sucked, sending shivers
down her tummy and as she in turn suckled at Ailsa's breasts she found her
kisses seeking the smooth skin beneath them, lower until beneath the dark
triangle at Ailsa's thighs the glistening lips of her feminine slit lay open for
her, inviting ... Karen felt her legs part as Ailsa's head sought between them
and suddenly she was both suckling at Ailsa's cunt and in turn being sucked by
her. They clung together, darting tongues exploring each other in a rising
crescendo of passion. The little shivers of exquisite sensation when Ailsa's
tongue probed a specially sensitive place were coming closer now, almost
continuously ... then her whole body jerked as she orgasmed. Ailsa looked at her
across the low table. It seemed hard to believe that just minutes ago they had
been lovers. 'I hope you are not offended,' Ailsa was saying. 'This is
definitely not on the official agenda, but I was attracted to you from the
moment I first saw you, and the atmosphere in this place tends to, well, promote
thoughts of 'intimacy', you know.' 'I don't mind. Anyway it's a bit late for
regrets now, isn't it?' Karen was confused by a conflict of emotions. She did
not regret what she had done, that much was sure, but was surprised at herself
for even considering it let alone desiring it. 'Could we see if Adrian is back
yet?' But Adrian was not in his room so the pair amused themselves until his
return by looking through the view port of the room next to his, which most
definitely was occupied. 'They must be One Star customers,' Karen mused to
herself as they observed three clients enter and leave the room in quick
succession. The routine appeared to be a few minutes of pleasant conversation
then the woman would start to undress. When she was naked the stud, a genial man
with a prematurely balding head, waved her to the bed and at once commenced the
mating. If the client was not ready, he would spend a few moments licking at her
cunt to promote lubrication or perhaps to provide it, Karen could not be sure.
Then he would ease himself down between her legs and insert his penis into her
thighs. Apparently he could climax very quickly. After what seemed to be minimal
thrusting he would withdraw, his penis dripping and would smile politely at the
client as she dressed. Ailsa explained, 'Actually he's a lot better than he
looks and his success rate is high. He ejaculates copiously and his spurts are
so vigorous they go right up into your womb.' Then seeing Karen's mystified
looks, continued: 'I know because I was one of the ones he screwed the day he
started here. All the studs have to go through a 'practical' after they have
been thoroughly examined and vetted. This is to make sure that are potent and
that they have no annoying habits that might offend our clients. As I say, I was
not all that impressed with his appearance but oh my God, once he got his cock
into me it was a different matter - it was like a live snake thrashing about
between my legs and I came again and again. When we compared notes afterwards
the other girls said the same thing. Not only that, but he shot his spunk into
me so hard and there was so much of it that I had it trickling down my legs all
afternoon. It's a wonder I didn't get pregnant.' Ailsa paused then continued
with an amused chuckle, 'There were five of us. Did I mention that? Anyway he
got three of us pregnant. That was unheard of at a testing. Naturally he was
hired on the spot.' 'What about the girls who got pregnant,' Karen asked
doubtfully. 'There was no problem. Two of them had come to the end of their term
of office here and were more than happy to start a family. The other girl, well
she was my daughter, eighteen at the time and her first fuck. As it happened she
had started with the clinic only a week before and normally she wouldn't have
been eligible for a trial servicing, but they were short staffed at the time
and, well she was willing so that's the way it happened. Now she has a beautiful
daughter and is living with us until she finds her own young man. Given her
circumstances, that won't be too hard!' Karen turned back to the view port. The
clients were varied. The first, evidently a lady of importance from the cut of
her expensive suit. She appeared to be in her mid thirties. Long hair drawn back
in a bun gave her face a somewhat severe expression. 'Definitely not a candidate
for enhancers,' giggled Karen to herself. The stud led her to the bed. In
response to a question she shook her head, lying under him with a minimum of
expression as he put his cock into her. Her only evidence of participation was
the faint flush of color that came to her cheeks when she felt the stud's climax
jetting in her thighs. She dressed quickly, thanked him tersely and left. The
next was younger woman, maybe a newly married girl. She seemed neither
embarrassed nor overly interested but responded to the stud's caresses readily
enough when he kissed her shapely breasts, and his kisses lower down brought a
blush of response to her face. All things considered, Karen judged that she
enjoyed the proceedings. The mating did not take particularly long, but was
sufficient to bring her to a very 'visible' orgasm. Then it was over. She too
dressed, and demurely left the room. Ailsa looked back at Adrian's window. He
had returned. She beckoned to Karen and led her into his room. The introductions
were brief. Adrian greeted her with a pleasant enough grace and an interest that
seemed genuine. Karen wondered at how they maintained an affability for the
countless people calling upon the stud's services. Was it genuine? Surely they
must find some who did not interest them. What then? 'Well, I must be going. See
you two lovebirds later.' Ailsa smiled knowingly, then withdrew and the door
closed behind her. Karen turned to the man who would presently be mating with
her, and regarded him with interest. The effects of the enhancer were still
strongly on her and it idly passed through Karen's mind that perhaps her eager
counselor had administered a double dose to make sure of her affections. At the
man's bidding, Karen unfastened her blouse for the second time that morning,
discarded it and slipped out of her skirt which she folded neatly over the back
of a chair. The sight of her nude body had a stimulating effect on Adrian. He
ushered her to the bathroom and for a time they soaked in the water's warmth but
as he led her towards the bed she could see that he was rapidly becoming hard.
The bed was surprisingly soft yet did not yield much, 'all the better for
screwing' thought Karen with a giggle. She lay back in its softness and let the
stud fondle and caress her to a desire for him. He was kneeling above her now
and all at once an unusual thought occurred to her. Nobody had said anything
about fellating so she wasn't sure whether it was 'not done', but on an impulse
she leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth. Adrian seemed momentarily
surprised, but he did not object. He remained half crouched above her as she
began to suck, feeling his hardness filling her mouth. Then he turned about and
sank down until he was lying by her side. She felt his hand brush against the
tops of her thighs and her legs parted slightly to feel his finger tracing the
outline of her slit. She was very wet now. He turned her until she was lying on
her stomach, then edged beneath her body and as he did so Karen felt her legs
fall on either side of his upturned face. He kissed her against her slit then
she felt his tongue penetrate her lips in a languid lapping. As she lay
straddling his body her own lips lay almost against his cock and so once more
she took him in her mouth and began to suck. For a time they clung together in a
passionate embrace; Karen felt herself rising on a wave of pleasure as the
insistent darting of Adrian's tongue urged her higher and higher. She sucked him
hungrily then shuddered in an orgasm as her mouth suddenly filled with the warm
rush of Adrian's climax. For a time they lay in a drowsy intimacy then Adrian
came above her with an urgent stiffness, wanting her, and as she clung to him
the swollen shaft slid into her thighs in a rhythmic thrusting and again
impregnated her with his sex. Karen tried to imagine what it was like when men
and women shared equal capacities in marriage, but eventually gave up the
effort. Some part of her could comprehend it because researchers had proved it
was so but it seemed remote from everyday experience. After all, did not one
bull take care of many cows, and one stallion many mares? It was repeated
everywhere in nature; how natural then for a chosen few breeders to service the
female population and let the rest of them get on with the tasks of living. As
time went on the breeders became more adapted to their specialty. It almost
seemed that in the demands placed on them, they drained the psychic energy of
the rest of the male population leaving them impotent in order to fuel their own
abundance. Of course the special drugs helped, but perhaps not so much as was
made out, or so Karen suspected. Karen wondered whether anyone was looking in
the view port. Her senses were filled with male sex and her body seemed vibrant
and alive. Suddenly she didn't really care - in fact the possibility of a voyeur
gave her a mild thrill of amusement. Let them watch! Her reverie was abruptly
ended as Adrian came to her again, his cock stiffly erect and ardent for her
body. 'I don't believe it,' she thought, but of course she did, because as he
came nearer, she spread her legs for him and felt his bigness filling her vagina
as he penetrated her once more to the hilt. For a time they lay together in a
passion and fucked and Karen lost all sense of time while she drifted in and out
of a haze of wet pulsing coming in her thighs and the orgasmic tremors that
periodically wracked her body. Her cunt was now dripping with what seemed the
aftermath of a dozen ejaculations and her mouth tasted of male sex where she had
first fellated him. This time the sensations of his thrusting were very intense.
When he climaxed she felt Adrian's spurting coming deep in her thighs and she
cried out and shuddered in her orgasm and at the same time knew, that at that
moment, she had been impregnated with a new life. They had been talking for the
past quarter of an hour. It must be time soon to leave. On an impulse Karen
said, 'I saw a friend in another room just before I came in here. She was
getting it up her bottom. I was surprised because I didn't think she would be
interested in such a thing.' Karen's voice trailed off, but after a moment
added, 'It made me wonder what it felt like - would you ...' 'Of course, if you
want. You don't need to feel hesitant about it. Quite a few ladies like it that
way and specifically ask for it.' He turned over. 'Lie on your stomach. No. like
this.' The stud grasped Karen's hips and drew them upwards until there was
enough room to slip a pillow underneath. He was gone for a moment and when he
returned she felt his cock probing at her bottom. 'Just try to relax. It's often
a bit uncomfortable at first.' He was right. Karen drew a sharp breath inwards
as his penis urged slowly into her bottom. It definitely hurt. Where was the
pleasure in that? Perhaps she had made a mistake. It was getting worse and she
felt as though her bottom were being split in two. Then when it seemed as though
she must cry out and withdraw, she felt the weight of his body covering her
back. A finger probing between her legs slid into her cunt and lightly pleasured
it. Her whole pelvis seemed filled with an alien hugeness. She didn't know
whether the sensation was pleasurable or distasteful. Then Adrian began to
thrust, slowly and only a little at a time, but he was definitely up her bum.
She forced herself to relax as he kept whispering to her in reassurance. His
finger rolling around her clitoris gave an exquisite sharpness of pleasure -
then he urged the rest of his cock into her until she had taken him up to the
hilt. Karen gave a sharp cry then felt a strange pleasure spreading through her
thighs as the thrusting stimulated her in ways she had never known existed.
Higher and higher she rose in a mad spiral of ecstasy. Adrian had urged more of
his fingers into her cunt until she was stretched to the limit in both openings
and the sensations induced in her a wild pleasure of abandon. Her stud lover
thrust urgently for a few moments paused on the brink then exploded inside her
in a hot pulsing. Karen shrieked and shook uncontrollably in the throes of an
orgasm so total and overwhelming that she almost fainted from the pleasure of
it. Finally Karen found the energy with rise from the bed. She slowly began to
dress. 'I don't know where you get the energy from,' she marveled. 'I'm just
about completely wrung out.' Adrian smiled, 'Unless I am mistaken, my next
client is peering through the view port. I mustn't keep her waiting. It's been a
pleasure meeting you ... same time tomorrow?
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