                   Impregnation Island 
                       By
                   Brown Eyed Handsome Man






As I walked to meet my small private plane in the airport I saw it again. Yet another mother with a small child coddling along her  side of her holding her hand. A man comes off a commercial plane and greets her, they kiss, he holds his child and the man pats the woman obviously pregnant belly. They both look at each other startled at her growth and they smile deeply.

This image, an ordinary everyday image used to mean nothing to me but as I got on my plane I realized how little I was leaving behind. At 21 I wanted no responsibilities, no ties and that is what I got, but at 37 it no longer seemed a point of pride but of failure. Perhaps I had failed as a man, stayed a boy to long and things, like a family just passed me by.


 At least however I had a career I was proud of. Long ago I decided that being of service to people was essential to me ( perhaps to much so as I had little energy left for my self)  I work for with a little known world wide non-profit, a kind of poor mans Red Cross who  offered psychological and medical help when needed.I applied my education in psychology environmental sciences to helping restructure countries devastated by natural disasters, war and in the case of the tiny island of Banjani located in a  South America , we were going to help the native people rebuild their infrastructure and deal with their  losses.

I had been told that this mission would be different. In fact several missionaries and even some of our own men had left for Banjani and not returned firing back letters of resignation and asking to be left alone. Very odd indeed.


I went ahead alone knowing that Jon  my partner went ahead of me a few weeks earlier. As repressed as I was John was the opposite, back at home in the states he often set me up on dates with the numerous club girls he knew from his many adventures. I am sure he would do the same in Banjani and though I was tiring of the swinging single life it seemed better then no life at all.

When I got to the tiny island, kind of a miniature hawaii with out hotels or five star resturaunts, he was there in a jeep hoisting a pina colada and wearing a straw hat. Next to  him an attractive native girl who held his muscular arm and seemed to glow"

" hey old buddy welcome to paradise'

" I am sure it's hardly that after..well...'

"it was a rough couple of months but things are getting back to normal, maybe even better'

'what do you mean?""


'well, there is a shortage on the island that needs to be addressed but it's not something we can pull out of a knapsack or get from Washington"

'what is it you can't get? we have international connection...'

'Never mind that, this is Shari, she owned the bed and breakfast were gonna crash at"

She looked at me and then at Jon

' another donor?"

'oh i would imagine so Shari

'what handsome babies he would make"

As we drove along the tiny dirt roads of the island I noticed that totem poles and stone carvings littered the land scape. In photos I had seen soda machines, heat lamps and the pseudo spanish mini mall architecture that plagued American cities all over but now it was all being torn down .

"What's with the demolition?"

"The virus scared the shit out of these people and it brought back all these old beliefs and rituals that they had used in pagan times. They know that western man has brought them disease, bombs falling from the sky and marginalization, so now they want to go back to the old ways of their ancestors. '

Shari smiled and held my shoulder as she spoke.

"The old ways were best, especially for women. This virus was sent to us for a reason and returning back to nature is our dedication . That is why so many  women were allowed to survive."

'" So Jon, what about the men?"

'well  buddy,that's a sad story, they are kind of like worker bees and they work till they die. It was their men who caught the virus from women they slept with in the west. they are angry with them and they can't give them children which angers the women. In another generation it will even out with these babies being able to have babies but that's only if they reproduce on a massive scale"

"so that's why we keep losing missionaries and un workers"

'bingo, they have found new, pleasurable and important work to do'

Shari then lifted up her top to reveal a small but firm bulge in her tummy.

'And they do it well I must say"

"this can't go on, it's a matter of time before...""

'they know all about it. they look the other way. It's ind of a gold watch for us guys who have been
loyal for so long. Some ex-military but mostly social worker types. The deal is this, wave your salary and benefits goodbye in exchange for paradise. So far no one has turned it down"

'there has to be a catch, 
'
'well, there is a plan to hold a few missiles here in hiding in another ten years or so and the military loves the hidden and strategic benefits. Think of it as cock-diplomacy

A mysterious flu like virus, similar to SARRS but not quite as deadly had ravaged the island causing long term illness, death in the elderly and fragile and sterility in the men. The scientists before us had traveled with a vaccine that so far had shown great promise, but the disease had left behind not just death but

As we entered the small village township I began to notice many other women in a similar state as Shari, some older some very young. Many women walked around topless , proud of their milk filled breasts. Yet I cold not find a single infant among all of them. Joe read my mind.

'In about three months the boom will begin. or round one as I call it. Youll have to get ready for round two"

'you don't actually think I am going to go around knocking up women I don't even know?"

'Youll get to know them. I have showed your picture around they can't wait to meet you, besides this is a humanitarian effort, without our sperm they would die out and be nothing more then a military tar pit. These babies will have dual citizenship and as such they can't be shoed away and forgotten"

"so how many babies do you have coming, counting Shari's's...13 at least"

ALthough the idea on some moral level appalled me I have to admit I felt my cock begin to tingle at such a proposition. Still, I was not raised tp pump and dump women. The only time I came close to being a parent was when an old girlfriend of mine skipped a day of her birth control pill but she decoded to get an abortion. I half agreed, knowing that at 20 I was not nearly ready to be a parent but  as I have grown older that "ghost child' as I called haunted my thoughts.

We came to the bed and breakfast, a small almost victorian house, oddly out of place with the simple adobe style bungalows.

'Welcome to Xanadu!" shouted Shari.

' you have got to be kidding" I whispered to Jon

'Lani!!LANI!!' she shouted. 'come take Jon's bag!!"

Out came a long legged young girl of indeterminate age wearing a blue swimsuit. top and cut off shorts made of blue jeans She would be a heartbreaker one day I thought hypnotized by her brown saucer like eyes and sly childish smile"

"I know you Mr.Sandoval!! look!"

she held out my picture in front of me.

'jon tells me all about you, why don't you have a wife and children? you seem like such a nice man"

'I have lot's of work to do, I guess I never took the time' I said feeling sad all over again.

'you don't have to carry my bags, I got them"' trying to change the subject and see my room

'no. no, no." she said. I want to get to know you, walk slow and talk fast!"

She grabbed my arm and swayed towards me. Then she shocked me by gently palming my balls underneath my shorts.

'mmmm, I hope you have saved up for me'

'Lani!!! stop that, let Jon relax and get settled'

'sorry, Mr. Sandoval'

She frowned as she undid her hair in the effortless way young women do and she carried a few small bags up to large blue room with a view of the beach'

She left me then smiling gently and waving silently.

'she's a cutie but a bit young. maybe 16, no one is really sure and she won't tell'

'she was an orphan and one day she just showed up here hungry and frightened. I took her in as one of my own and she is a good girl but to anxious to among the blessed'

'the what?"

'those blessed to be mothers, bringers of life girls like those"
A parade of bare breasted women, each padding their tummies as they moved down the hall. When I looked down at the street I saw more of the same many beautiful women filled with glowing life life A pregnant city it seemed. I felt a boiling in my balls where Lani had fondled me.
'soon your babies will be among them' Shari smiled. 'but please get some rest"

The bulging tummies and ripe swaying breasts of the  young pregnant girls had a powerful affect on my body  and I felt feverish.

'yes, I do need to rest" I said'

'yeah, take a load pall, it was a long trip over. I am next door to you so forgive me if my missionary work get's a little rambunctious'

That night the pregnant women filled my dreams and I even saw Lani in my dreams he coltish teenage legs drawing over me as she mounted me with her tight young pussy. It was so real, so real that I could feel my body moving. then I woke up.

'Lani!!!"
she was riding my cock and I pulled her off me before I blew my load.

'what are you doing'

'making you feel good. Don't you like me?"
with her tight brown body and large firm breasts there was not much to like, but I had to gain control of my senses

'lani, you are too young, this is wrong'

"I am not to young to love I am almost 19 I look younger that is all"

there would be no way to verify this but I was not sure her math was correct.
" I know you,...I have read the letters you write Jon, forgive me..."

I had written to Jon of my saddens and my regrets as well as the various missions I had gone on to feed, cloth and help people with their mental heath. Apparently Lani idealized me to the point of wanting to breed with me.

'you don't know me' I said

'you are a good man and you are sad. I am sad also. I have been waiting for someone like you who is a good man and cute I must admit."


'this seems wrong somehow I said.

'I know what it's like to be lonely, to not feel that you have what you most want in the world. You want a child and I want to be blessed. that is not wrong, that is how it is meant to be"

"I don't want to use you like that"

' I am not..what it's called?  sluttish..I have only been with one boy"

it was then we heard a banging sound from the room next door. Lani brought her ear to the wall then a finger to her dampening vagina.

'they are making love, jon and a girl. listen, it's beautiful.
The furious cries of the woman and Jon next door was indeed like music through the open window we could hear them clearly as they reached climax together

'oh god, give me your seed,...please I need it!!"

'here comes , I am going to fill your belly with my babies"

'ummmph!! oh god,, I am cumming!!!!!

'here it comes...arggghhhhhhh!!!"

"Alex that could be us, I know you want children and I want to be blessed..please'

'your to young"

''your body docent think I too young" she said and she walked over to the bed next to  me in bed and began circling her wet pussy with one long finger. Her burning eyes never left my own.  She moaned and closed her eyes,  I could her the dampness of her cunt and she became more excited .Suddenly she stopped and took out her finger and placed it under my nose. that pungent smell of wet pussy caused my cock to jolt but once again I bolted away.

She got up and smiled at me. Perhaps I am to pushy, but I will have your baby and you will not be sorry about it, and happiness will return to your heart. I promise. you will say yes, to life"

After she left I jacked my self off and felt relief but no pleasure. Happiness was indeed becoming more illusive.

I spent the next few days in a daze. At the lone resturaunt bare breasted pregnant girls served me food, couples fucked in in bushes and street corners. The smell of sex was everywhere as were the cries of women being penetrated. I masturbated constantly but again it brought me only a temporary relief . Next door and all through the inn moaning and laughter of people breeding kept we awake. One sleepless night I decided to go for a walk and explore the small but lush mountain near the beach. It to was fragrant and it's lavender was a change from the smell of semen and aroused vaginas.

My meditative walk among the low hanging stars and dark palm trees soon ended however as the faint glimmer of firelight could be seen in the distance. As I had nothing better to do I investigated and I saw that flames were part of a circle of totem poles surrounded by women in a small clearing below the hillside. Venturing as close as I could without being seen I spotted Shari in a head dress of flowers and red wings leading some sort of ritual.


The pregnant girls or the 'blessed' as they called them selves made a large circle and within the circle a large group of women of various ages sat, sad eyes and and sullen. it was shari who spoke first

'gods of creation please bless these souls as you have blessed us and let us share our essence with them so that they might catch the blessing that you have given to us. Will the blessed begin the ritual now for the sake of our sisters"

The blessed women removed their skirts and spread their legs  wide open so the unblessed could see between them then they began inserting their fingers into their vaginas. Some rubbed their clits others ran a slow languorous finger in and out, down and around their vulva.A low moaning began to be heard and the nipples of both the blessed and unblessed began to harden. Not surprisingly so did my cock.

Soon the pace of the fingering increased and women began to cry out from orgasm. The unblessed remain still as if waiting for something which they were. 

'Stop!"
shouted shari

"begin the sharing of the spirit nector"
The blessed then approached the women who rose up on their knees. They then began putting their faces in between the legs of the blessed and drinking from their pussies. It was explained later to me that the belief was that pregnant woman secretions contained a balm that would cure infertility if swallowed.

The blessed moaned with desire as the unblessed performed their task. A young girl maybe 15 was tightly holding the head of an older woman with both hands and was forcing it into her cunt.

I could bear it no longer and pulled aside my shorts to begin stroking my cock which was already leaking heavily. My balls ached and I swear I could smell the nector of a hundred vaginas fill my senses. I was so close to coming like a volcano when I suddenly felt a small hand grab my cock

It was Lani who tiring of my refusal to impregnate her decided to take matters into her own hands.
"don't fight me, stephen please....let me give you what we both want"
She pushed my hand away and as my brain was blind with lust and the smell of all those wet pussies I let her take control. She was twirling the head of my cock with her hand and I was about to blow

'oh, god lani...im cumming"

'good, hold on...."

"as I felt my balls empty lani reached behind her with and pulled out a small coke bottle and aimed my spurting cock into it's opening. I shot blast after blast and  she marveled at the thickness of my semen
The moans from bellow us continued but I was done. I lye back weak and delirious.

"Lani then lied back on a high rock and inserted the bottle into her young pussy with legs up in the air
 The white  soon vanished from the bottle and was firmly inside lani's vagina.

'"you had  so much seed, I bet I will have twins!!" she said gleefully.

She then scampered away like a child released from detention. I could hear her singing as the first faint light of morning began to make it self known in the sky above. With Lani's deception I felt that I had entered a new phase in my life, the control I always sought to have at all times over my body, mind, career and world had been altered and now what was left ...was to invent it all over again. If only I could have seen how very much this moment would change my life and begin all the changes in my life that it would. My wild years had just begun.....

END OF PART 1


