From tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com Tue Apr 29 23:00:29 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-dc-5.sprintlink.net!myriad!mail From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: "The Mating Clinic", Part 1 Date: 29 Apr 1997 23:00:29 -0400 Organization: Mail to Usenet Gateway Lines: 375 Message-ID: <1589422804@f26.n340.z1.ftn> Apparently-To: alt.sex.stories@mail2news.alias.net To: alt.sex.stories@mail2news.alias.net X-FTN-Sender: "tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com" X-FTN-FLAGS: PVT TRN X-FTN-Tearline: NaNoSPaM+ 0.05 X-FTN-Via: Squish/386 1.11 1:340/303, Tue Apr 29 1997 at 10:21 UTC The THC Adult Text Archive: MATING1.TXT (353 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. Note: I did not write any of these stories. They are being posted from the archive as a public service only - any copyrights belong to the authors. NOTE: The adultarc autoresponder has been swamped with spam! To relieve this, I have been forced to put in a spam-resistant From: address. To reply to this message, please remove the "IH8SPAM" from the From: address above before sending your reply. See the footer for important information. ========================================================================== 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. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on disk. Send a blank email to adultarc@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com for more information. Authors wishing to have files added to or removed from the THC Public archive should contact me at: tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com. 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Thank you. -=( Tommy )=- From tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com Tue Apr 29 23:00:30 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!news-dc-5.sprintlink.net!myriad!mail From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: "The Mating Clinic", Part 2 Date: 29 Apr 1997 23:00:30 -0400 Organization: Mail to Usenet Gateway Lines: 388 Message-ID: <3350592360@f26.n340.z1.ftn> Apparently-To: alt.sex.stories@mail2news.alias.net To: alt.sex.stories@mail2news.alias.net X-FTN-Sender: "tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com" X-FTN-FLAGS: PVT TRN X-FTN-Tearline: NaNoSPaM+ 0.05 X-FTN-Via: Squish/386 1.11 1:340/303, Tue Apr 29 1997 at 10:21 UTC The THC Adult Text Archive: MATING2.TXT (366 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. Note: I did not write any of these stories. They are being posted from the archive as a public service only - any copyrights belong to the authors. NOTE: The adultarc autoresponder has been swamped with spam! To relieve this, I have been forced to put in a spam-resistant From: address. To reply to this message, please remove the "IH8SPAM" from the From: address above before sending your reply. See the footer for important information. ========================================================================== 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?' ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on disk. Send a blank email to adultarc@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com for more information. Authors wishing to have files added to or removed from the THC Public archive should contact me at: tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com. Remove the IH8SPAM from the preceding addresses; it is inserted to confound auto-spammers. Please refer comments to alt.sex.stories.d or to e-mail. Thank you. -=( Tommy )=-