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Saturday, July 31, 2004

 

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f/f, D&S, Pregnancy


Making You Mine


By Cate





Please, Cate," you beg.

"I'm insisting on this," I say.

"Cate, I'm begging you - maybe in a year or two," you plead.

"In a year or two you may be too old," I insist. "You've lived the
life of a selfish, feckless bitch up to this. Shall we just sleep
together tonight and then part company in the morning? Is that
what you want, Katie?"

"CATE," you shriek, "I need you so much, please, love me, love me..."

You are agitated and push forward to put your arms around my waist,
pushing against my tight skirt. I stand up and start to undress
and you get up and walk to the bed,. For a moment I stop
undressing, watching the way the chain from your neck-collar
swings against your magnificent hips, the sway of your buttocks
as you turn to sit on the bed. You swing your legs up, then lie
down and wait for me.



After we have made love, I explain as patiently as I can that this
is all very well, but it is not enough for me.
"You're getting a bit carried away, Cate," you say. "Your child?
I mean, are you serious?"
"That's what you're to call it," I tell her.
"Please shut up, Cate," you say.
"Shut up yourself," I say "You're going to have my child."
"I haven't noticed you've grown a prick lately," you snigger.
I am lying on top of you and I slap you lightly on the cheek. I
don't care for this sort of talk very much.
"Obviously you'll have to come off the pill," I say, kissing you
and stroking your cheek tenderly. "When your periods return I'll
start taking your temperature every day."
You kiss me back, those delicious dry pecks of yours. I lick the
little broken crumbs of lipstick at the bottom of your lower lip.
"You used to be a doctor, didn't you?"
" Yeah, before I got married," I say. "I'd need retraining. I'm
pretty rusty, but I know enough for this."
I find that just because I'm lying on top of you I am becoming quite
aroused again and I start to allow the weight of my ass to gently
rock my hips above yours.
" We'll use ovulation kits... to find when there is a...a lutenizing
hormone surge... so we'll know we're...we're, ohmigod...I'm..ing..
.."


I have a really fully satisfying orgasm. I roll off when I've
finished but start masturbating you gently.
"Sorry, what was I saying? Yeah, we'll have to check for the LH
so we'll know we're within thirty six hours of ovulation."
"You still know your stuff, don't you?"
"We can also check your mucous to make sure it's receptive," I say.
"This really WILL be your baby, won't it?" you say innocently, and
I know you've accepted the idea now and that you will soon be
completely and utterly mine.
You are wet, really wet.

"More than you know, honey," I breathe gently into your ear.


Three months later I meet him at the airport on a shuttle flight
from London where he's attending a conference, then flying back to
California. I haven't seen him for nearly three years and he
looks healthy, lightly tanned and a bit heavier about the face but
not yet with that made of plastic look a lot of people get after
years in the US. His hair is a different colour from mine -
I don't want to go partly grey yet - but some people do a double-take
when they see us going through arrivals, we're so alike. We have
a meal together and a bottle of wine.

"So Johnny and you have split up?" he says

"That's right," I say. "He's been having an affair with a much
younger woman for years now. She works in the jewellery store"

He grins at me across the table

" I've known about it almost from the start," I continue," but I let
it go until just recently when I decided to make a fresh start..."

"So, who's the lucky guy?" he asks.

"Nobody special just yet," I lie.

He admits he can't keep his hands off younger women either and his
wife is filing for divorce. I know he is careful - he's seen a lot
of AIDS in his hospital - else I wouldn't be doing what I'm doing.
I know he'd like a woman tonight, but it is too late to find one for
him. Maybe if he were booked into a hotel he would be seeking the
assistance of the night porter. But I bring him home with me,
offering him the guest room in the old converted stable at the
bottom of the garden. A couple of whiskys later he is not all
that surprised to find himself in bed having sex with his twin
sister.


It is quite strange having a cock in me again and I enjoy it.
We've had sex a couple of times before, Nick and I, when we were
nineteen and he wasn't surprised that time either. I really
fancied him even though we were identical twins, but I knew we
couldn't make a habit of it and lead normal lives, but sometimes
through the years he would half jokingly try to seduce me.. I
trust him. He is making love to me without a condom now, making
love to me the second time. He has to fight for his orgasm and
probably the sperm will be weaker the second time. But nobody
will ever know, will they?


I climb out of bed again, keeping my sphincter ring tightly clenched,
kiss my twin lightly on the lips and put on my robe. I am in a
hurry now, but have been careful to convey all my endearments while
still in bed with him. I tell him I will bring him an early
breakfast in the morning and drive him to the airport. Three
minutes later I am in bed with you, both of us naked and my
identical twin's sperm is leaking from my vagina into yours. I
fake an orgasm and then, kneeling over you, I masturbate you,
putting my fingers deep inside you. Then I lift your legs
and I tilt you so that your ankles are resting on my shoulders
and I delve deep inside you, kneading the viscous life fluid towards
your fertile centre. But I am not taking any chances. You will
never know about Nick or even that I have a twin brother. He will
be gone before you wake, sluggishly as always, in the morning. But
earlier, after the first bout of lovemaking, pleading a need to go
to the bathroom, I'd removed the condom I had given Nick earlier and
told him I'd get rid of it. Beside the bathroom, in the old harness
room, the nurse was waiting, sitting demurely with her legs neatly
pressed together and the large intimidating canister from the sperm
bank beside her on the table. She immediately removed the inner
container, careful not to burn her hand on the dry ice. The
container carried a picture of a little man inside a drop of sperm.
I had handed her the special non-spermicidal condom which she took
without a word, then I went back to fuck Nick again.


I hold you like that, with your ankles over my shoulders, for nearly
half an hour, gently playing with your labia then start to masturbate
you more firmly , trying to stop you getting bored or pettish.
Finally I lower your legs and get on top of you and, as you start to
murmur "I'm having your baby," I find myself moving furiously towards
climax.


The next day you are lying on the bed again. I have lit candles and
placed bowls of fruit and vases of flowers all around the room.
Stravinsky's "Rite Of Spring" is playing softly on the stereo. I
have dressed you in a pretty nightgown of broderie anglaise and your
hair is tied with a silk bow behind your head. The large container
with the biohazard warning on it and the sticker showing the outline
of a sperm with a little man inside it from the sperm bank is on the
window-sill and. For all the blue and pink ribbons I have tied
around it to soften its intimidating cold solidity , it still sits
there like an unexploded bomb. I gave you Pergonal a fortnight ago
to induce ovulation at a more predictable time and that time is now.
There is a catheter and you giggle at its name Tom Cat and then you
shriek when you see how long the syringe is.
"You're not sticking that in me," you protest, but I know you are
smug and content and ready to do anything I want. You are not
altogether sure why we are doing this.
"You put it in me yesterday," you say "You made your baby in me."
"This is just insurance," I say. "It may not even work this month."
You have put on weight in the last three months and a little grey
has come into your hair. You still look after your appearance but
that hard sheen has gone and you are much more womanly now in my eyes.
I am dressed neatly in a twinset and tweed skirt and I sit on the bed
and lift your night-dress to reveal your belly and pubic area, the
hair still neatly shaved in a heart shape. You are a little nervous
now - that is understandable but I am going to be very gentle with
you and I hope you will always remember this experience with great
tenderness. I kiss you softly on the lips, then return to the end
of the bed and position myself between your raised legs. I lay my
finger inside your vagina, then lay the syringe along my finger as
a guide and tell you to blow out through your mouth to relax your
vagina muscles.

"Here I come now," I say, then I deposit the seed gently inside you.
We kiss again, then I repeat the procedure, this time depositing the
sperm directly into your uterus. I lift your legs again, placing
your ankles over my shoulders and we look deeply into each other's
eyes. I tell you we will repeat the procedure again within twenty
four hours and then we shall just have to wait and see what happens,
but you have no doubts at all.

"I'm going to have your baby," you say contentedly.


Six months later and your belly is puffed like a big warm yeasty loaf
and we are in bed and I am lying on top of you. It is a wet night
and the rain is rattling the bedroom windows and a tree branch
occasionally taps against the glass. The bed is creaking because
you are still willing to have me make love to you. It is going to
be a very big baby and my knees barely reach the bed on either side
of you and the feeling of power and possession I have is
extraordinary. You still want to wear my collar although, of
course, the chain is unnecessary now. I possess you completely.
You have given yourself to me and you are bearing my child while I
continue to make love to you. You have told me you will have as
many children as I want and, at the moment, I am thinking of two,
but I may change my mind. You will be surprised if they strongly
resemble me, but you will not ask any questions. You know better
than that. The wind gets stronger and a burst of rain rattles the
windowsill and it is so cosy in the bed, the feeling of intimacy
between us is overwhelming. You tighten your arms around my neck
and sigh contentedly and I think I feel our baby move between us as
I move gently towards orgasm.


The End



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Thursday, July 29, 2004

 

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Tuesday, July 27, 2004

 

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THE TRAINING OF TIMMY - CHAPTER 6
By Hooked6

Hooked6


September 1, 2000 by Hooked6. All rights reserved.
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is for ADULT entertainment. The plot of the story if it were
true may be considered illegal or abusive in some
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conduct but believes in the right of free creative
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THE TRAINING OF TIMMY
By Hooked6

Chapter 6


As I stood in the corner enduring the evaporation of water
from my newly washed skin, once again I was left to ponder
the events of that morning. I heard the girls in the kitchen
busily working away at something. I wasn't sure what they
were up to, but I was glad they weren't involving me. My
balls were still somewhat sore from the squeezing Tina had
given them. Though I was in severe pain at the time, I
distinctly remember enjoying the excited look on Tina's face
as she reached her hand under the water. The feel of her
soft hand on my sensitive area was fresh in my memory. In a
weird sort of way I kept replaying that scene over and over
in my mind. Try as I might, I couldn't think of anything
else. Even when I was distracted, my thoughts drifted back
to her expression. Why did she WANT to do THAT? It was all
too strange to me.

Later on, I saw Susan leave and heard her car drive away. It
was getting close to lunchtime so I figured she went out to
get something for us to eat. After about ten minutes, My
Aunt and Tina walked out the front door leaving it WIDE
OPEN! I kept telling myself no one could see in. . .or could
they? I actually worried that someone would drive by and see
me like this. I heard My Aunt say something about finding
what they needed in the garage as their voices faded in the
distance. What were they up to?

A few minutes later I heard them return. They were carrying
something. I dared not look but I really wanted to know what
they had found in the garage. I heard Tina giggle a little
as she walked behind me, which did nothing to calm my fears.
I heard a clang as they put whatever they had been carrying
on the floor in the living room.

Susan returned and announced she had gotten lunch and asked
Tina to get the ice from the car. Soon I heard the sound of
ice being dumped into something - perhaps an ice chest I
thought. The house had gotten quite hot again and the
thought of an ice-cold drink was very appealing.

Then My Aunt announced it was time to resume my lessons. My
heart began to beat a little faster as I heard a few
chuckles from Tina and Susan. What would happen to me now?

As I continued to face the wall, my Aunt said, "Timmy, so
far you haven't been doing very well. You seem to be having
a hard time catching on. So I think it's time to do a little
more in depth teaching. Turn around please."

I slowly turned my naked form to face the three girls. My
penis was normal and small and I was determined to try and
please my Aunt.

"Very GOOD TIMMY!" my Aunt praised as she saw me. "You have
done well as a result of your time in the corner. What do
you think girls, doesn't he look nice?" Susan took a seat on
the couch next to Tina and answered in an animated tone, "OH
YES. . . he looks quite the perfect gentleman." Tina giggled
and chimed in "And he's CUTE too!" For the first time that
day I was beginning to feel a bit proud of myself. Maybe I
was making progress.

"Timmy I think you realize that I have taken away your
clothes this afternoon so that we can keep an eye on you and
your little 'problem' don't You?" I shook my head
affirmatively. "I want you to know that right now we are all
pleased with you. You see the most important thing for you
to realize at this stage of your life is that there are
certain lessons you must learn. First, by submitting
yourself to women, you will solve your problem. In the end
you will find that you are really the happiest deep down
inside when WE are happy." I couldn't help but flash a
little smile. Of course I wanted to make them happy. That
made sense to me. If that's all it took to cure me I was all
for it.

"Timmy, please get the food out of the bags that Helen
brought and put it on some plates for us." I did as
instructed as the girls took up places on the couch. After I
served the girls I started to fix a plate for myself when
Susan spoke up, "Timmy, what do you think you are doing? YOU
may eat only AFTER WE are through. Now take a seat on the
floor over there and wait."

I was surprised at this but complied. Sitting on the floor
directly in front of them was awkward. In order to get
comfortable, I bent my knees and placed my legs under my
butt. Unfortunately this position made me very exposed. I
didn't want to draw attention to myself, however, so I
stayed put. Tina once again kept swinging her legs open and
closed as she ate her lunch affording me great close-up
views of her flowered panties. To make matters worse, as
Susan leaned forward to chat with my Aunt I could almost see
completely down her loose fitting shirt. I had never seen a
girl naked before and was mesmerized by the site of her
breasts. She didn't seem to be wearing a bra from what I
could see. It wasn't long before I started growing a little
down there. I wasn't really paying attention to my body's
reaction though. I was instead looking at those forbidden
sights - I was oh soooo curious.

"TIMMY!" My Aunt interrupted, "YOU"RE AT IT AGAIN!" I
quickly looked down and saw that my penis was pointing
toward the ceiling - Oh WHY was this happening to me? Not
another whipping I thought. My behind couldn't take more
abuse.

MY Aunt and Susan walked over to me and pulled me up from
the floor by my arms. "Just look at you," said Susan as she
grabbed my abnormal penis with her hand and squeezed hard
for emphasis - "YOU'RE NASTY AGAIN!"

Tina was laughing as I was forced backwards by the two
women. Where were they taking me? One step, two steps, three
steps backwards as I endured the smile and chuckles of the
young girl seated before me - her legs wide open now.
Suddenly I tripped and fell over something behind me. The
two women continued pushing me down - "AAHHHHHH!!" I
screamed!! I ended up sitting in a large metal tub filled
with water and ICE!! It covered my butt, penis and pelvis.
The shock was painful. I tried to jump out of the tub but
was held fast by Susan and my Aunt! "LET ME UP, PLEASE" I
begged.

My Aunt just laughed and replied, "I think THIS is EXACTLY
what you need right now!"

My cock started to get numb and then my entire privates
started to burn! It was very painful having to sit in that
ice water. Tina came over and reached her hand into the
metal tub and pulled out some crushed ice and placed it
directly on my cock! The look in her eyes and the smile on
her face pierced my soul. She was really into this - like
when she had practically twisted my nuts right off my body
in the bathroom earlier. I struggled to release myself. I
was really shivering. "The more you struggle the longer
you'll stay in there," said Susan. So THIS is what they were
up to before! It was all planned!

I held back tears and tried not to embarrass myself by
crying in front of the girls. IT REALLY HURT being in that
tub. My moaning continued. Movement soon became
excruciating. Finally after what seemed like an eternity the
women pulled me up and made me stand before Tina.

My shivers continued. The numbness and tingling began to
wear off - like when you hit your funny bone. I looked down
at my penis as shooting pains ran between my legs. . . then
I started to really panic. My penis was barely visible! It
was a little tiny, teeny stub and my balls were GONE! 'LOOK
WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" I shouted. I was sure I was permanently
damaged. I started to cry at the thought. Tears openly ran
down my face and my whimpers turned to all out crying.

"IT'S GONE. . . THEY'RE GONE!" I said as I half choked on
the words. Everyone was laughing, especially Tina. The women
returned to the couch and stared at me.

"They not gone" my Aunt said in a very sarcastic tone.
"Would you like to know how to make them come back?"

I immediately answered, "YES!"

"Well then, take the palm of your right hand and place it
over your little nubbin of a penis." Her words made everyone
laugh. I took my hand and placed it palm side down over my
cock. "Now slowly rub your hand over it up and down between
your legs . . . SLOWLY now. . . VERY SLOWLY. That's it -
just like that."

I couldn't believe I was actually touching myself in front
of these women. Everyone intently looked right at my pelvis.
Everyone had evil grins on their faces. I loved it but hated
it. It was as if I was entertaining them - but that couldn't
be I thought. They were only trying to help me - weren't
they?

Slowly my hand went back and forth over my scrotum. The
warmth of my hand felt good. After a short while I felt my
balls move a bit and descend from wherever they had gone. My
little 'nubbin' of a penis got longer to. I felt better and
was relieved that things were back to normal. Whew! I
thought, that was close! I started to remove my hand when my
Aunt said, "I didn't say you could stop young man. Keep
rubbing until I say you can quit do you hear?"

I returned my hand and continued slowly rubbing the palm of
my hand over myself. Now it started to feel good. My
breathing began to get faster. My penis was growing! I
lengthened my fingers to try and hide what was happening
from them as I continued to rub. I saw Susan look at my Aunt
and openly grin. I was abnormally large once again. I was
hoping that my Aunt was going to make me stop because she
would see how bad I was being. Then I felt it get slippery.
That clear liquid stuff came back. The rubbing was almost
pleasing as my hand became coated with this slippery stuff.
Tina flashed her panties again and Susan leaned forward.
"Gosh, it's hot in here" she said as she unbuttoned several
top buttons from her shirt. My Aunt followed her example. I
could see the tops of both women's breasts ands my breathing
became really rapid. Then I felt that Pee-like pressure
building again. I tried to hold it back but as before, it
was no use. Soon my penis jerked in my hand and white cream
shoot all over my hand and belly, then again, and again -
four good shots then penile spasms as before. I was
mortified! "Tina cried - "Ooooooh!" My legs were weak and
yet I felt euphoria as it was all happening.

After I was through, I panicked. I tried to elicit pity by
quickly saying - "What IS this WHITE STUFF! Why did that
happen. What is WRONG with me?" I scooped up a bunch of that
cream in my hand from my belly and held it out for an
explanation.

My Aunt smiled and said, "Timmy, that white stuff, as you
call it, is something that you give to a woman - but only
when she ASKS for it" Then turning to the other girls she
said sarcastically, "Did anybody here ASK for it?" Mockingly
the others answered in unison "Nooooo."

"I guess since no one here wants it - it belongs to you. Put
it back where it came from, " she ordered.

"Huh?" I replied. My Aunt laughed and said, "Well, it came
from inside you, so put it back inside you - EAT IT!" she
commanded. I shook my head but her face got a stern look and
I knew I had better do as she said. I put my hand to my
mouth and stopped. I knew I was wrinkling up my face as I
stared at it. I smelled the stuff. It didn't really smell
bad - just weird. "EAT IT!" My Aunt and Susan said together.
I jerked my hand to my mouth and licked it up. I was afraid
to swallow so I held it there on tongue. My Aunt saw this
and yelled, "SWALLOW IT!" As I did, Tina gasped and then
giggled, "He did it. He REALLY did it!" It tasted awful.

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