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The Mating Clinic  Pt 1   16k



by Zeta



==================================================================



   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

   organised 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 ... Clevin ... 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

counsellors. 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 programme, 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 fertilised 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 programme

not made available to our husbands?'



Ailsa considered a moment. 'It has been tried of course, but

generally with disappointing results. The programme 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 programme 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. Fertilisation rate is high for

this option.'



'Our most comprehensive course is the Three Star programme. 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 flavour 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 possibles 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 viewport 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 viewport 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 viewports

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 counsellor 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 prise

them away from the viewports.' 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 recognised 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

viewport. 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 fertilise 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.



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The Mating Clinic  Pt 2   18k



by Zeta



==================================================================



   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

   organised itself along similar lines provided the inspiration

   for the following fantasy, which I hope you will enjoy.



==================================================================



   continued from Pt 1 ...



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 regets 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 viewport 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 viewport. 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 colour 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 counsellor 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 viewport. 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

pulsings 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 marvelled. 'I'm just about completely wrung out.'



Adrian smiled, 'Unless I am mistaken, my next client is peering

through the viewport. I mustn't keep her waiting. It's been a

pleasure meeting you ... same time tomorrow?'



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