Begging For It: The Breeding Trilogy (Impregnation Erotica Book 4) (4 page)

Chapter Three

'Jane, I'd like you to meet Tom. Tom, Jane.'

The introduction seemed all too formal considering what they were about to do together. Jane blushed, and Tom grinned. He shook her hand with his left. Bad luck, Jane thought, but his right arm was still hooked to the IV feeding him a last minute dose of fertility cocktail. Testosterone, Jane knew, along with a concoction of other treatments with names too long to remember for anyone without an M.D. at the end of their name.

'It's great to meet you, Jane. Wow, you're really beautiful. Sorry, this sounds rude, but I was kinda expecting to have to impregnate some ugly broad. All for the cause, right Doc?'

The doctor chuckled. 'Well, Tom, we like to think we do a good job pairing breeders down here. We're saving the country, but that doesn't mean it can't be a little fun at the same time.'

Jane was a little shocked at the admission, and the image popped in her head of a group of gray haired old doctors leering over headshots in their offices. She'd been taught for the last six years that this was a sacred duty, the pinnacle of patriotism and self sacrifice. She'd willingly given herself as a vessel to be filled with seed, to be impregnated and used as an incubator for the future of her people. It had never crossed her mind that this would be some sort of blind date.

Even so, she couldn't help but admit the doctor had done a good job picking her first mate. Tom was older by a decade, at least, but he was certainly attractive. His square jaw and dark hair framed a handsome, boyish face. Faint laughter lines drew her attention to dazzling, boyish blue eyes that seemed to be laughing at their own little private joke.

As she looked Tom up and down she could see he was doing the same, and she could tell that he was just as satisfied. While her education had been thorough it had been geared towards health and physical fitness. As a breeder she was expected to stay in peak condition all her working life, and while genetics had blessed her with a pretty face her workouts had taken her the rest of the way, leaving her with a tight, toned body that any man would enjoy using.

It was only now that she realized her physical education had not only been meant to turn her into a perfect, healthy incubator for a child, but also to ensure that she was attractive enough to appeal to any breeder tasked with impregnating her. Thank God for crunches, she thought, as she noticed Tom must have had a similar education.

The doctor suddenly seemed to realize that his presence was no longer required, and for a man whose job was to introduce breeders to each other for impregnation he seemed remarkably awkward now it was time to make his exit.

'Well, I'll, uh, I'll leave you two to get to it, shall I? As you can see we've prepared a bed, along with any toys and lubricants you may feel are required. Jane, if you'll please, uh, undress for me I'll set you up on the bed.'

Jane had been through the drill dozens of times, and she dropped her light summer dress without hesitation or embarrassment. She pulled a hair tie from around her wrist, drew back her shoulder length blond hair and expertly tied it in a ponytail to leave her neck exposed.

Hopping on to the bed, Jane noticed that the mattress was angled slightly up towards her feet, keeping her hips elevated above her head. This, she knew, was to ensure that Tom's sperm would be helped by gravity in traveling to her uterus, slightly increasing the chance of conception. Her bed at home was set up in the same fashion, so she knew she wouldn't be uncomfortable. 

She rested her head on the specially designed pillow, and she held still as the doctor wrapped the soft strap around her neck. She felt a slight pinch as the small needles punctured her skin on either side of her throat, but again this was an experience she had trained for many times before. Almost immediately her system was flooded with a chemical cocktail that primed her for conception, with the added bonus of a slight aphrodisiac as a kindness (God bless the doctor who had suggested that addition).

The doctor took her arm to attach the sensor strap, then moved around to the other side of the bed to attach another. Throughout the mating she would be monitored for pulse rate, blood pressure, hormonal balance and any number of other metrics, and the IV attached to her neck would be continually adjusted to keep her body primed for conception.

As she lay with her arms and head immobilized she envied Tom his freedom, unencumbered by wires and needles. She knew the reason, of course. Tom had been through several days of intense medical treatments to prepare him for the mating, and it was only the fact that he needed to thrust into her for him to cum that he wasn't immobilized himself. Jane was sure the doctors would prefer to remove the sex altogether and run a purely in vitro breeding program, but until it was as reliable as the real thing they'd have to put up with the fact that they couldn't lock Tom in a freezer and thaw him out only to extract more semen.

Jane felt the aphrodisiac course through her system, and she began to breathe more heavily as she felt the first tingle of excitement rush through her pussy. The doctor pretended to concentrate on calibrating the wrist strap, but Jane noticed the stirrings of an erection through a gap in the old man's long white lab coat.
Bet you're thankful for the camouflage, doc.
She let out a quiet, panting moan just to tease him, and couldn't help but smile as he reached for his lapel to close his coat over his twitching, swelling cock.

'Well, uh, I think that just about does it. Jane, Tom, I hope you do us all proud. I'll be in the next room, monitoring your vitals. Tom, as of this moment you are in charge. You may have Jane whenever you see fit, and in whatever way you please. You will, of course, be expected to treat her with care and follow all medical protocols, but beyond that she is your to do with as you will.'

Jane felt a rush of joy at the doctor's words. For the last six years she had been trained, coached and pushed, struggling to become the perfect host for a child, and now, with just a few words, all responsibility had been passed to Tom. Finally, after all her training, her only job now was to be successfully bred.

She turned to Tom, staring at him as he undressed. He tugged off his standard issue white vest first, revealing a toned, well muscled torso and firm, nicely curved pecs. Next came the pants, sliding easily over his thick thighs and hairy calves. Finally, his boxers, and she was pleased to see that his muscles weren't overcompensating for deficiencies elsewhere. He was semi-erect, and already large as his cock grew further with each heart beat.

Jane was surprised at her arousal, even accounting for the chemicals running through her body. She'd been raised to see a breeder's body mechanically, as little more than a tool for the production of future generations. This is the penis. It injects the semen into the woman's vagina. This is the vagina. It accepts the penis, allowing the male to inject his sperm into the uterus.

Beyond the mechanics she hadn't been taught any more. Arousal was an alien subject. What did arousal of the female matter? All that mattered was the arousal of the male, and only then for him to become erect enough to fill his woman with semen. Anything beyond that was a luxury, a frippery. It didn't merit mention.

Now, though, she felt its importance. Conception was the most important thing, of course, but now she looked forward to the pleasure not only of conceiving this man's child, but also to the sensations he would offer her. The feeling of his long, firm and hot erection sliding deep into her pussy for the first time, filling her in a way that she had never been filled before. The lust and fire of two bodies coming together for a common purpose, writhing with pleasure, becoming a single organism to produce another. The delicious, tantalizing feeling of his hot jet of semen shooting into her, filling her, running through her towards her egg and, finally, the satisfaction of completing their task, laying beside each other as within her his seed pierced her egg, fertilizing her and creating new life.

Her attention had drifted, and when she snapped back to the real world she found Tom standing above her, surveying her young, precious, fertile body. She felt like a rare treasure, filled with potential and promise. She gasped as Tom's hand touched her thigh, feeling the electricity of their first sexual contact. It felt as if that touch had transferred ownership of her body to him. No longer did her father, her doctor or even Jane herself have a say in what happened next. It was Tom's decision.

He quickly, athletically leaped onto the bed, grasping one knee with each hand and lifting her legs as he positioned himself to enter her. He transferred both legs to one strong hand, sliding the other down the back of her thigh until he reached her dripping, eager pussy. With two fingers he dipped into her, coating his fingers in her juices, then drew them out to paint her lips with hot, sweet wetness, and spread her legs above her once more and pushed his hips forward.

The sensation of his erection entering her was indescribable. Her entire body quivered as his cock pushed deep inside her, smoothly and easily. She had heard that the first time should be painful, but the breaking of her hymen years earlier seemed to have taken care of that.

Tom's silent movements aroused her still more. She was overjoyed that he was treating her as she had been raised to be treated. Not, as some women seemed to prefer, as a porn star, forced to listen to endless clichés as she was fertilized, but instead with the respect deserving of a mother. She enjoyed submitting to his control, moving herself where he guided to allow him to push deeper inside her. She remained silent herself but for the occasional moan as his pelvis ground against her small, moist clitoris.

Tom's first ejaculation came quickly, with just a few minutes of deep thrusting. Jane felt it approaching, felt his body tense at the peak of a thrust, and for the first time he made a sound, gasping with pleasure as his semen gushed deep into her.

It was the thought of being filled with his seed that drove Jane to her own first orgasm, arriving as a shock while Tom's penis still sent jets of cum into her tight, hungry pussy. She attempted to hold the sensation within her body but it was too powerful for one small body to contain. She gasped, tears forming in her eyes at the force of her climax. She imagined her own juices mixing with Tom's, her lubrication helping his seed work its way through her body to her precious, priceless egg.

Tom slumped beside her, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose as his head hit the pillow. He rested in the crook of Jane's arm, still attached to the diagnostic strap the doctor had applied, and he shifted his head onto her breast, feeling her lungs fill and empty, listening to the rhythms of her body.

It was only ten minutes before they were both ready to try again, eager to repeat the experience as many times as possible while Jane was at her most fertile. This time, though, Tom released her restraints, gently plucking the needles from the soft skin of her neck and loosening her wrists. Releasing her was against protocol, but according to the rules Tom was now in control. He could do as he wished, provided it resulted in conception.

The second time was different. As if freed by his first orgasm, Tom's gentle demeanor vanished. As Jane felt his cooling cum still dripping from her pussy, Tom lifted himself up to the head of the bed and straddled her face, dipping his penis into her open mouth. Jane was shocked by the sudden change, but accepted his cock happily between her lips. She'd never sucked off a guy before, but she instantly enjoyed the sensation. His hot, firm, thickly veined penis dipped again and again down towards her throat, and while she feared he would push too far and prevent her from breathing she also relished the helplessness, the submission.

Tom kneeled on Jane's arms as he violated her mouth, but he needn't have worried about her resisting. She was bound to serve him, having promised to do whatever he wanted until they conceived a child. She only hoped that he would save his sweet, precious seed for her womb rather than waste it on her tongue.

Tom obliged, waiting until the final moment before pulling his cock from between Jane's lips and quickly moving down to her moist, dripping pussy. Almost as soon as he entered her he deposited his load, shooting forth to join the first, filling her until it felt as if she were overflowing.

Tom quickly pulled out of her, climbing from the bed with his wet, glistening cock bobbing up and down as he moved. He strode to foot of the bed, opening the drawer the doctor had indicated before he left. Jane knew it contained lubricants, toys and whatever else they had seen fit to include. She lifted her head, attempting to peek onto the drawer.

'Stay,' ordered Tom, raising a hand. She complied, bemused by his sudden forcefulness, but feeling a pulse of energy flow through her in response to his command.