Cursed Pt. 03

When my own climax was completed, I helped her down off the hood of the car. She closed the garage door as we entered the house. She asked me to open and pour some wine while she grabbed a towel to wipe up some of the cum that was running down her legs; then she placed it on her chair at the kitchen table.

We sat quietly sipping our wine for a few minutes. Then I poured a few drops onto the rise of her breast and allowed it to run down over her breast and form a large drop at the tip of her nipple. Then I licked it off. I repeated this several times on each breast until her nipples were diamond hard and so was her breathing. Then I led her to her bedroom.

I lay down on her bed and drew her to me. She straddled my hips and sank down on my cock, sliding me completely into her welcoming pussy. We had each just cum so we could take our time this time. She rocked and pumped her hips, sliding my cock into her pussy.

After several minutes of this, I directed her to lie down on my chest and shift her body slightly to her left without dislodging my cock from inside her pussy. I raised my left leg so that it supported her right hip, and I pulled her right leg high up my side. Then I rolled onto my left side. My left arm was supporting her neck, my leg was supporting her hip. Her leg was pulled high at my side, leaving her pussy accessible and my cock inside.

"I've never even read about this before!" she commented.

"Actually, I have never seen exactly this in any guides or manuals either. But it can be a very relaxed position that also lets me caress your breasts or your clitoris while we are having leisurely sex."

"Sounds yummy. I am SO glad that I am getting these lessons!"

I began to gently pump my cock into her. Then I began to caress her breasts and tease her nipples. I caressed her clitoris, and returned to her breasts. I repeated this again and again until her body was quivering with need. Then I rolled over on top of her and began to really pump my hard cock into her. I lifted her legs and thrust even deeper into her welcoming pussy, brushing her cervix with the head of my cock. "OH!" She exclaimed as each thrust brushed her core. "OH! OH!! OH!!" Her hips began frantically humping against me and her abdomen rippled with spasms as her orgasm gripped her body. Knowing that she was in the throes of her orgasm, I began pumping faster and faster into her convulsing depths. Soon I joined her in her climax, shooting my semen deep inside her with blast after blast of my hot cum. Finally, I settled on her perspiration covered breasts and relaxed.

It was nearly midnight when she returned to my car. On the drive over I had told her more about Fertility, LLC, and how I hoped to team up with someone like her doctor to provide a seamless experience for potential clients like her. She said that she would like to be my first client and I told her that my stepmother would probably be the first test subject, but if all went well, she could be the first real client.

She asked about the price and I said, "For normal clients I am thinking $125,000, including the testing and consultation fees for Dr. Barnes. For you, $40,000."

"Wow, that's a lot of money! $40,000 is on the high end of what two or three rounds of in vitro would cost, so that's not too crazy, but $125,000?"

"I have described much of my situation. With the sperm count and motility of my semen, they are virtually assured of conception on the first try as long as there is a healthy egg present. If there is more than one egg, twins or more are likely. Every child I create will be a boy, and every boy will be blessed, or cursed depending on the point of view, with tremendous sexual magnetism. They will need to teach him how to handle that responsibly. Furthermore, every new sexual partner I have will cause my penis to grow just a little bit more. So, from a practical standpoint I must limit the number of women."

"Oh. Your cock will really get bigger and bigger?"

"I expect that after Tuesday evening it will be about 1/2 inch longer and greater in girth than it is today."

"I guess that I had better keep up my lessons and keep practicing so that it will continue to FIT! Speaking of lessons, thank you for a wonderful lesson tonight!" We had arrived at my car. She leaned over and gave me a warm kiss, then handed me ten $100 bills. "See you in the morning. I hope that it goes well. "

It was already after midnight as I started for home. I had showered with Caroline, so I quietly crawled into bed beside my Ladies who were curled up around each other.

As Lauren and Ashley were getting ready for work, I told them about the planned meeting with Dr. Barnes later that morning. Both were excited that things seemed to be moving forward so quickly. I also suggested to Ashley, "Why don't you take out a substantial life insurance policy for Marlin. Maybe, $5 million with double indemnity for accidental death. Pay extra for them to waive the waiting period."

"Are you worried about your father?" she asked.

"He stopped being my father when he started spying on Lauren. But he still IS the primary source of income for the household, notwithstanding the substantial earnings you provide, and I think that we should protect that income."

"OK, I will call the agent from my office. What if they want a physical?"

"I expect that they will. Marlin will agree to that."

"OK."

I was at Dr. Barnes office at 8:45 and Caroline arrived soon thereafter. Even though this was the first appointment of the day, the doctor had been delayed while making rounds at the hospital. We were called into the office and Caroline introduced me as a close friend, and she asked the doctor to listen to what I had to say.

Dr. Barnes commented that this was quite unusual and that we would have to be very careful about confidentiality requirements.

I told her that I had some unique genetic characteristics, including phenomenally high sperm count, motility, and "Y" chromosome count.

"How high?" Dr. Barnes asked.

"Sperm count higher than 99.99% of men. 'Y' chromosome count, 100 of 100. At least that is what another doctor said." I replied.

While Dr. Barnes was extremely professional and made no sexual advances toward me, she was also very receptive to my ideas. "If your results are what you are saying, you certainly are one in 10,000, maybe one in a million, or one in a billion! Would you mind being tested again?"

"That would be fine. Do you mind if Caroline joins me?"

"Well, that's rather unusual... but, why not?"

We were shown to a room set aside specifically for that purpose. There were some men's magazines and a DVD player with a variety of XXX videos. There was also a sealed specimen cup.

"Caroline, would you take off your blouse and bra and play with your nipples? It will help me fill this cup."

She pulled off her blouse and bra and began to caress her breasts and nipples while I removed my trousers. "Maybe I could be even more help?" she said with a smile and licking her lips. She opened her mouth and began sucking on my cock, bobbing up and down, swirling her tongue around the head, pumping and twisting her hand up and down my shaft. She was a woman on a mission, and soon I could feel my climax building.

I pulled away and said, "Make a baby for Caroline! Give Caroline a baby!!" I began shooting my semen into the cup. Load after load of my cum jetted out of my cock and into the cup. I pumped the shaft and poured my cum into the cup until I was finally finished.

"No wonder I have cum running down my legs after we have sex! Look how much cum you shot into that cup!!"

In fact, it was well over 1/2 full of my semen. I sealed the cup and we returned to the doctor's office. A few minutes later Dr. Barnes joined us. "I have never seen results like this! The technician asked me to come look at the results because she was so amazed! The sperm count and motility are everything you said. They are checking the chromosomes now, but I expect that we will confirm the other doctor's results there, also."

She continued, "I also have never seen such a large semen sample. That was at least four times the size of the largest sample I have seen, and probably ten times the average sample size." Caroline smirked at me when she heard this.

"Now, just how can I help you?"

"Given what you know, how likely would it be for conception to occur if I had unprotected sex with a woman who had a healthy, mature egg?"

"Not as a scientific certainty, but if she was at her fertile period I would expect near 100% probability of conception. And that child would be a boy."

"If there were more than one mature egg?"

"Twins triplets, whatever. To me it looks like you would fertilize any and every egg available."

"That's what I thought."

Then I continued, "There is a small portion of your patient base, and the patients of other similar practices, who really would prefer a more natural method of conceiving a child than in vitro insemination. There are also some who would be very happy to have a high probability of having a son."

"True..." she agreed.

"I am preparing to offer my services to a very select number of women who would prefer natural insemination and have the resources to provide the child with a healthy psychological environment. The sons she would bear would have similar semen profiles to mine and they would require careful nurturing to learn how to prevent mass outbreaks of unwanted pregnancies. I expect that the sons will also have the same sexual magnetism that you experience with me, and they would need healthy assistance in learning how to handle that in a positive way."

"How would I fit into such a program?" Dr. Barnes asked.

"I would like a fertility specialist to conduct standard fertility tests for any female clients. One who could perform intrauterine ultrasound plus any other tests that you consider appropriate. If the client required therapy to increase her fertility, you would prescribe or provide the appropriate medications. I would not want you to provide or recommend any tests or therapies that you would not normally choose for your other patients."

I continued, "If you had patients come to you who objected to the necessarily sterile atmosphere of in vitro or artificial insemination, and who would otherwise be appropriate for my program, I would appreciate the referral, but referrals would NOT be a condition of the consultation agreement. For any of my clients that you would test or treat you would be paid directly, by me, at standard insurance rates plus you would receive a generous consultation fee."

"You describe the process as natural insemination. What you are really saying is sexual intercourse, isn't it?"

"Yes. That is the most natural insemination there is. It is the way our species has reproduced since the dawn of man."

"Who will go for this? And how much do you plan to charge?" Dr. Barnes asked.

"I am looking for select clients, probably not more than twenty or twenty-five over the life of the program. This will certainly not be right for every couple, and that's OK. I am looking at the total package price of $120,000. That would include the fertility testing and treatment if needed, up to three cycles of insemination, and if there is no conception after three attempts I would refund 50%."

"You want to perform insemination by intercourse? Are you sure that this isn't just about you wanting to have sex with a bunch of rich women?" Dr. Barnes asked.

"I could have sex with a dozen women a day if I simply said 'Yes' to every one who offered herself to me; and probably at least twice that many if I actually pursued it."

"I think you flatter yourself." she said.

"During this conversation you have licked your lips eleven times. This is a classic indicator of sexual interest. You are a professional woman with great self-control and discipline, but you feel the desire. Women with less discipline exercise much less self-control. This summer I am working in a retail sporting goods store. I am on the sales floor for about three hours each evening. During that period I will be approached or accosted by seven to ten women, some patting my arm, chest, or buttocks; others by touching my genitals, exposing their breasts, or genitals, still others propositioning to pay me for sex. So I can have all the sex I want with as many partners as I want. I would have no need to concoct a scheme like this to obtain sex."

"OK. I see your point."

"Furthermore, I have reason to believe that this 'sexual magnetism' will carry on to my sons. They will need to be taught from an early age how to handle this. Their parents, especially their mothers, must know and be prepared to teach these boys to be responsible with this trait."

"Couldn't a closely monitored artificial insemination program serve just as well?"

"Perhaps, with a provider that I could trust completely. But the same screening and consultative training would be required. I would have to personally meet the prospective clients, discuss the responsibilities they would be taking on, and approve them, before insemination. The number of inseminations from my sperm would still need to be very few."

"You really worry about this, don't you?"

"Yes, I worry about it very much. If a young man were faced with the full gamut of these traits unprepared, it would be disastrous for him and all the women he met."

"OK. I will work with your clients. I may not choose to refer anyone to your program, but I will consider that if and when the circumstances arise. But I will provide testing and other appropriate medical services. If you decide that artificial insemination would be a viable option, I would be happy to work with you on that, and I would provide adequate screening and consultation for the parents."

"I'm very happy that you are willing to serve as the medical support arm of this project. I will consider the artificial insemination aspect, but I do worry about a plethora of super potent males upsetting the genetic balance of our species."

"While that seems a bit dramatic, I do see your point."

"I actually have a test client that I would like for you to schedule as soon as feasible."

"OH?"

"Yes. It is my stepmother. Her husband, my father, is no longer able to father children but she would like another child. She is aware of my circumstances and would like for me to inseminate her. She is 40 years old and in good health, has had one child who is now 19 years old. I will be paying for your services, just as I will for other clients."

"Inseminating your own stepmother is rather unusual..."

"I am biologically most nearly like my father, so it makes sense to her." I said.

"Certainly, we will set up a schedule for the ultrasound and general reproductive review."

"If that goes well, as I expect that it will, then you know the second prospective client." I said looking at Caroline, who had been sitting quietly throughout most of the meeting.

"Yes, I hate the thought of all the needles and test tubes and such. I would like my baby to be conceived naturally, and as you know, that is not possible with my husband."

"I take it that you two are close friends?"

"Yes, VERY close." Caroline said, blushing.

"Then, Caroline, I would suggest that we start you on a therapy that will regulate your cycles and stimulate release of your eggs. You realize that this will increase the potential for a multiple birth, especially if you are using Michael's sperm?"

"Yes, that sounds good to me." Caroline answered.

"OK, I will have your prescriptions waiting for you at the reception desk. Michael, I will look forward to meeting and examining your stepmother."

"Thank you, Dr. Barnes." Both Michael and Caroline said, almost in unison as they prepared to leave.

Outside, Caroline commented, "That 10 minute appointment turned into over half an hour! And she said YES!"

"I can be very persuasive, especially with women, when I want to."

"Maybe you should be a salesman!"

We parted and I headed to the store for my shift. My mind was spinning with thoughts from the appointment.

My Friday afternoon was much like many others, a training session with Samantha, dinner at Arianna's apartment. The evening was pretty normal: two cheerleader types (obviously 18 or older, or they wouldn't feel the sexual magnetism) sandwiched me between them and rubbed their breasts against me and humped against me, others patted, caressed, and kissed me without asking. One lady trying on shoes pulled her skirt up almost to her waist to give me a view of her pussy barely covered by a thong. Like I said, just another normal day!

When I arrived home I was still wound up from my meeting and the day. I suggested that I take the Ladies out to a dance club. Ashley tried to protest, saying it had been too many years since she had done that, that she was too old, etc. But Lauren and I persisted and finally Ashley agreed to go.

I asked Lauren to select the appropriate clothing for her mother, and she smiled in understanding. I quickly changed and left the bedroom for the Ladies while I sat in the kitchen and sipped a beer. When they came out about 45 minutes later they were both ravishing!

Lauren had a very short black mini skirt that barely covered her butt cheeks when standing up, with a very sheer blouse and no bra. I wanted to lay her on the table and have her right then and there! Ashley didn't have any 'club' clothes in her closet, but Lauren did well. She had given her mother a mini skirt, not as short as hers, but still fairly short. It was made of Lycra or some sort of stretch material, so it stretched over Ashley's much larger hips. Stretched as the fabric was, the skirt was skin tight and clearly showed that there were no panty lines beneath. The blouse they had settled on was also Lauren's. Being a smaller frame, the blouse barely reached around Ashley while leaving the top four buttons open. This displayed about six inches of cleavage as well as Ashley's clearly visible nipples. This was going to be one hot night!

We took Marlin's Cadillac. It was the only of our cars with a front bench seat, and we all wanted to sit together. Ashley was squeezed in the middle, which made her breasts spill over the opening of her blouse even more, and her feet up on the center drive train provided an unobstructed view of her pussy under her short, tight mini skirt that rode up high as she sat.

As we walked to the entrance I said, "Dance with whoever you would like, but your pussy belongs to ME!" I said, half joking. "And remember..."

"Don't CUM unless you tell us to!" the Ladies said in unison. They were also laughing.

When we entered the club, it was as if they had been awaiting our arrival to get the party started. Several barely clothed girls surrounded me. Numerous guys were chatting with Lauren and Ashley, many openly ogling their sumptuous assets on display. I watched as they danced with first one, then another horny guy. At the same time I was dancing with various girls, many openly seeking sex, rubbing their panty clad pussies against my cock ... and sometimes, their panty-less pussies!

When a slow dance finally started, I found Ashley and cut in. We moved to a dark corner of the dance floor, Ashley's arms wrapped around my neck, her big breasts straining against the too small blouse and pressed against my chest. I knew that her skirt would be riding very high, so I slipped my cock out and pressed it between her legs and against her pussy lips. I did not try to enter her, the angle would have been very difficult. I just allowed my cock to slide back and forth along her wet pussy lips, stimulating us both. Then I slipped one hand inside her blouse and took her breast in my hand, playing with the nipple, as we danced. As the music played on, my cock slid back and forth against her pussy lips, my hand caressing her nipple. As the song was coming to a close I whispered into her ear, "Cum for me Ashley! CUM!"