Title: Adapt And Enjoy
Keywords: mF, mat, preg, mdom, scifi
Author: Caesar
Summary: With few men left in the world, he has his pick.






There was an old lady of Kewry
Whose cunt was a `lusus naturae':
        The `introitus vaginae',
        Was unnaturally tiny,
And the thought of it filled her with fury.

 

Adapt And Enjoy

by Caesar, copyright 2007

$Revision: 1.4 $ $Date: 2008-05-22 22:19:33 $

There was 10 ladies lined up looking at me anxiously, fearfully.  I
strode up and down a meter before them, taking my time, enjoying the
smorgasbord presented to me.  Most of the females were semi-clad,
wearing lingerie and trying to look seductive.  They ranged from
twenty years of age to forty, thin to chubby, tall and short - all
hair colours and ethnic origins.

I looked back at my agent, "The tall brunette."

She nodded, smiled as if she had known I was going to choose that one.
I usually chose the attractive older women.  Amanda strode up to the
woman and asked, "What is your name dear?"

The woman, probably on the far side of thirty was standing in black
heels, white stockings and garter and nothing else.  She looked a
little stunned to be chosen - the relief, the pleasure in my choice
not yet apparent.  But it will be.  "Josephine", said the woman with a
French accident.

Amanda, a sixty year-old business woman smiled softly for Josephine's'
sake and said, "Come with me dear."  Josephine had to take a deep
breath before she followed the retreating agent.

I stood looking at the others, their frustration and loss apparent.
Two female guards with clubs edged closer, this was always the
trickiest part of any selection.  No woman is allowed a second viewing
- it was just not possible with the numbers involved.  I personally
have not experienced any violence from a woman that had not been
chosen but more than once a woman has broken down in tears at not
being selected.

Turning, I followed Amanda and Josephine without a backward glance at
the women that had not been chosen.

The room was large, comfortable, feminine.  Looking closer you could
see the cleverly hidden items - from leather straps to silk rope to
various sex toys.

Anything I should desire.  Let me say that again in case you missed it
- anything I should desire.  Me!

Josephine was standing next to the bed looking around, still a little
stunned.

Amanda shook her head and mumbled to no one in particular, "I'm
getting a little old for this."

I gave her a knowing smile, she always complained about her age and
about doing this job - she has been my agent these last seven years.
"What would I do without you Amanda?"

She gave me a sideways glance, "I think you will do just fine", then a
wink.

Josephine had been ignoring us at this point, her tall thin body was
starting to tremble.  Good, she was starting to realize that it was
real, that she had been chosen.

Before Amanda I had one other agent, a woman that was in her twenties
- she became a little possessive and I had asked for a new woman to
help.  Of course the agency helped me with my request - they tend to
spoil me.

Amanda started to edge towards the door, this part of our day almost
typical.  "If you need anything you can ring me?"  She said the same
thing every time.

I grabbed her bottom on the way out, and Amanda pressed her generous
ass into my hand, "Naughty boy."

"Saucy wench!"  She giggled and closed the door behind her.

No it wasn't acceptable to pinch a woman's behind, not even in this
room, but Amanda and I had this way between us.  We flirted
shamelessly, our relationship together already based on sex, a little
touch or the odd kiss was nothing between two consenting adults.

"Josephine is it?"

The thirty-something woman turned, looking at me nervously, shyly -
nodded.

"Tell me about yourself?  Were you married?  What do you do?"

By law I could do anything, say anything, act in any way that I wanted
in this room.  Josephine had consented to the lineup, received her
medical examination and shown up on the day of the start of her
ovulation.  She was totally mine to do with as I pleased - the only
stipulation, was that I gave her my sperm in the hopes for her to
conceive.

"I am a school teacher and I was married."  'Was', enough said.
Nearly 93% of the human males had died in an 18 month period - one of
those super viruses they tended to warn us about back then.  "I... I
hope to have a baby someday...?"

Most women at this point tried to justify their prostituting
themselves by telling me about their desire to conceive, to have a
baby.  It was wearisome to hear it repeated over and over but I nodded
comforting nevertheless.  In reality it did not matter to me in the
least.

Most women over the age of 14 hope to have a baby - their bodies
almost demanding it by their early thirties.  Science has not yet
perfected a way to make the human male sperm obsolete and some of the
more militant female groups have discovered that forcing men to have
sex was counter productive.  It was soon apparent that a man likes to
have his way, thus the Reproductive Agencies.

The Agencies started popping up when the needs of the mostly female
population was growing, their demand to reproduce getting louder by
the day.  Males that passed a strict physical exam, that could produce
the highly desired sperm cells, were put on retainer.  The females who
wanted to have a baby signed up, went through the process, then paid a
hefty fee.  They came on the day that they were told, explained the
rules and how it would proceed.  One chance they were told, one chance
with nine others.

Not all reproductive companies worked this way, test-tube baby
companies were almost as common, and for the woman that thought
prostituting themselves was shameful, they took that route.  The only
problem was, every test tube male that was born had a 93% chance of
contracting the virus that killed so many in the first few months.

The law was the slowest to change - mostly making it illegal for a
woman to keep a man solely to herself.  The faces in government became
solely female - the world just as crazy, if not crazier, when it was
mostly guys in charge.  We still hard wars, crime, pollution and
greed.  We all are just human after all.

It was a crazy world - but hell, I am getting rich and having fun!

I went over to the concealed bar and poured myself a drink, water.  I
poured red wine for Josephine - she came over and took it gratefully.
She kept continually eyeing me nervously.

I could see that her body, which I admired openly, was starting to
react.  It was warm, by design, in this room but her small nipples had
hardened and were thrusting out like the end of a pencil.

"Have you met someone since your husband passed away?"  This was my
way, I liked to have a piece of the woman's life before me - makes her
into more than just a sexual outlet, makes her real.

Josephine lowered the glass and nodded, "Leanne - another teacher I
work with."

"Are you living together?"

"Yes - for six months now."  These types of relationships were common.
My personal hypothesis was that women just needed the emotional
bonding of a partner.

"She knows you came here today?"

"Oh yes, she is as excited as I to have a baby!"  Josephine became
more animated than I have yet seen her, her face brightened up and her
eyes twinkling.  Must be love I thought humorously.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?"

Josephine calmed down suddenly, "A boy."

Of course she did.  The boy would have his pick of women, money, a
life soiled and pampered by all those around him.

"Do you miss having sex with a man Josephine?"

She nodded shyly.  Most do.  Most female couples find the obvious
alternatives - but all the women that I have spoke with say it is just
not the same.

"You understand what is to happen here right?"  It didn't need to be
asked but I like to be up front about things.

"I think so, yes."  She had set down the wine goblet, empty by the
way, and clenched her hands together trembling.

"You are mine for as long as we are in this room.  I normally end our
session after I climax but if I desire it, I stay for another round."

She was nodding carefully and I saw her lick her lips at the mention
of a second coupling.  Just about every woman that comes here does the
same.  They want all of me and not just my sperm - and if they could
have me for three hours rather than one, much better.  It may very
well be the last real male cock any of them will ever feel inside them
again.  Josephine's mind was already working, I knew by instinct and
experience, that she was wondering how to make me 'desire' her for
longer than a single roll in the hay.

"Is there anything you don't like?  Sexually I mean?"

Josephine was surprised at the question, blinking dumbly.  I asked not
because I cared but this added fuel to my passionate fire - more
realism.  Given a bad day, I may use this information to pleasure
myself at the woman's expense.  This wasn't a bad day for me though -
lucky Josephine - at least not yet.

"I...  no, nothing."

I nodded and set down my half finished glass of water.  "Then come
here and kiss me."

She strode over on her black heels, which caused her legs to appear
even longer than they already were, and turned her head to press her
full red lips to mine.  It was a gentle careful kiss at first and then
smoothly becoming more passionate.

I broke it off, knowing that she would kiss me for an hour if I so
wished it, and looked at the middle-aged woman with more interest.  It
was a very good kiss!  Many ladies in her position attack my mouth,
shoving their tongues down my throat almost aggressively.  I don't
like aggressive women.

My hand slipped down and gently stroked a single finger along the bare
flesh of her hip, smooth, almost firm.  "A good start Josephine."

She beamed at the compliment, her breathing already laboured.

"Go to the bed and crawl onto it, facing away, on your knees."

She took a quick deep breath then turned, looking at me carefully over
her shoulder as she strode slowly to the huge framed bed.  That look
was the first seductive glance from her, unlike some of the other nine
in the earlier line-up, and it turned me on because it was unplanned,
natural.

Josephine carefully crawled up onto the bed so that only her feet
covered heels were left hanging off, she slowly lowered her shoulders,
rested her cheek against the soft bed then arched her back down and
thrust her ass back.  She had a fine bottom, thin but well shaped, the
gape opening nicely to reveal her small pink anus and lower down her
carefully trimmed pussy.  I strode towards her, hearing her laboured
breathing, seeing her chest rising and falling.

My robe fell silently half ways to the bed.

My thumb gently slipped between those thin sexy thighs and touched her
enlarged clitoris causing Josephine to gasp and then groan.  I could
actually feel it pulsate against my thumb and it was so warm and
slippery already.  I hated when a woman took time to heat up here in
this place - this room was not built for foreplay but for fucking.  If
that happened, and it did more than I will admit, then I usually get
creative in my pleasure - rough, sometimes deliciously so.

The thumb slipped upwards and then in, sinking fully within the
willing sexy woman so that she moaned loudly and hissed before
pressing her ass back.  A woman ovulating was a woman in heat and as
such, was often passionate and willing.  That was how I liked them,
hot and bothered - and it was all for me!

The thumb slipped out and up stopping over her wrinkled hard anus
muscle, pressing in firmly.  Josephine froze at this touch, gasped as
my thumb slipped into her anus to the second knuckle - probably never
realizing that anything was allowed to me in this room could mean I
may want that!  I may dump my sperm load in her willing and ready
receptacle but the path to that conclusion was in any direction I
wished.

I took my hand from her - satisfied.  I stood back and ordered, "Turn
around and sit facing me."

Josephine slowly complied, her eyes already glazed over, her limbs
trembling and her nipples looked so hard and tight they must hurt.
Those eyes, though, realizing that a hard penis was within a breath of
her mouth and so she panted with lust while staring at it.  How long
has it been since she had last seen a real cock?

I spoke to her gently, "I want you to suck me okay Josephine?  But I
want you to be very careful not to make me come yet - we both know
where that is going right?"

She did not even look up but opened her mouth wide and took my above
average circumcised member past her lips.  She moaned upon it, causing
my cock to reverberate deliciously, before sucking for all that she
was worth.  I had little doubt mine was the first cock she had ever
sucked and it would not be a far guess to think she liked to suck a
dildo that her girlfriend Leanne wore for her.  Sex toys, especially
phallus shared objects, have been selling off the shelves for years
now.

This woman didn't just suck me - I was probably irrelevant, just the
owner of this cock I told myself - but she made oral love to me,
obviously releasing and enjoying every second, every millimetre.  It
was a great blow job and I watched her from above, pleased with my
selection this time at bat.

I gently eased her face from my lap and looked at the woman at least
ten years my senior, she looked delirious with lust.  This was how I
was becoming rich, fucking chicks that spent their life savings on the
rare chance that they will get pregnant.  Most enjoyed the journey I
should add - enjoying every moment of the cock they are allowed to use
at the man's discretion.

"Loose the heels, get back onto the bed and spread your legs."  My
voice was louder, firmer - not so much from a position of dominance
rather than necessity.  She looked so out of it that I thought she may
not have heard me.

Josephine did though, her whole body was trembling violently as she
wiggled into the middle of the bed in an unsexy way.  Only then did
she remember the heels, bringing one foot at at time before her and
using both of her trembling hands to yank the tight heel off, throwing
them someplace off the bed.  Only then did she spread her legs wide,
knees bent, and stare with unashamed lust at my hard saliva dripping
cock.

It was strange world we lived in.

I climbed onto the bed from the foot of it, directly between those
long sexy legs that rose and spread further at my advance.  My cock,
so experienced after these years of use slipped into the hot very wet
cunt without a pause.

Josephine's back arched up and her whole body tensed, her head thrown
back onto the pillows before the screech of her climax pieced my ears.

God that was sexy.  Not too often that happened.

My lips found hers and she responded wearily.  "Wrap your legs around
me Josephine."  I liked long-legged ladies to wrap their legs around
my waist - especially hot passionate ones.  She did, her glazed eyes
looking at me as if I were a god, her sex muscles going nuts on my
still cock that was fully submerged within her.  Again I kissed her, I
liked kissing her, she seemed to like getting kissed.

My movement started slowly with long even strokes - pulling nearly
fully out before again pressing unrelenting inwards.  Josephine's eyes
rolled up into her head as her hands turned to claws, her heels
digging into my ass, her hips thrusting back at me.

This was what she wanted right?  A baby she said but she also wanted a
cock.  It was evident by how she was acting, reacting I should say.
This was my favourite sort of coupling, a woman that just flat out
loved cock, while knowing in the back of her head that it was the way
to give her the child she so desperately craved.  I could do any act
to this woman and she would enjoy it - in some moods I may have done
so, but this was my first woman of the day so I was enjoying myself
and taking my time.

My strokes slowly sped up and Josephine was reacting in character, her
second climax so close that she was begging me to 'fuck' her.  I had
conjured up an image of this tight-assed teacher who never swore a day
in her life turned into this trashy slut beneath me.  Such images
turned me on - Josephine lowered to a slave to my hard cock.  A guess
would place my fantasies close to the truth than most may realize.

She came again - loudly so that my closest ear rang with her piercing
scream.  It was what I waited for, pulling from her hot wet cunt and
roughly rolling her over onto her stomach - she was too out of her
mind to realize what I was doing, just making a confused sound and
fumbling wildly with her arms.  I shoved a thick pillow beneath her
hips and then lined up, ramming myself into her without mercy.  The
first was for her benefit this was for mine.  I fucked the cunt hard
and fast so that her thin body was bouncing around beneath me, she
grunting at each thrust as the air was forced from her lungs.  I liked
the woman that I chose to remember me, if only for a few days -
perhaps a bruise or two, or maybe, if they are lucky, a sore cunt.

The woman was all into it, enduring and enjoying at the same time - so
that she clawed at the bed, biting into the mattress like an animal as
she was getting hammered again and again.

This climax came faster and she wailed for nearly half a minute as her
sweaty thin body convulsed beneath me.  She was close to exhaustion I
could tell, her sex with Leanne was probably a thing of candles and
wine, kissing and dancing - nothing like this rough sport she found
herself forced to endure.

Josephine did not even open her eyes as I shoved my dripping wet hard
cock into her mouth after shoving her back over onto her back and
straddling her thin chest with my knees, she only tried to get enough
breath past it as I face-fucked her for a full minute.  Then I climbed
back between her spread thighs for the last chapter of this play - her
reaction was a simple grunt this time as I sunk into her.

"Open your eyes Josephine."  She had pretty blue eyes.  They were
glassy and had trouble staying focused as they threatened to roll back
up into her head.  Looking into them I said rather blandly, "Most
believe it is more likely to conceive if the couple climax at the same
time.  Do you think you are up to it Josephine?"

She pressed her lips together, "uh huh", her hips wearily pressed
upwards trying to fuck herself on my relentless experienced cock.  We
fucked for another five minutes, she coming out of her near-comatose
state to deliver me a good ride but it was easy to see that she was
close to collapse and exhaustion - this was her last hump for a good
long while.

When her sex started with the now familiar tightening deep inside, her
body arching up and each muscle in her body clenching - I let myself
go.  Josephine screamed with joy and rapture as the climax, as my
climax, exploded within her.

This was why she had come wasn't it?  Leanne and she had probably
planned this moment for months, some did for years depending on their
financial situation.  Had Josephine promised not to enjoy her first
cock in nearly a decade with her lover?  It was the best way to get
pregnant, it was only a necessary evil to be endured not enjoyed.

Yea, right.

She lay as if passed out beneath me, her whole body lifeless except
her chest as she attempted to regain her breath.  Josephine's fine
smooth lean body was slick with perspiration, her skin hot to the
touch.

I lay above her allowing my cock to decrease in size naturally before
rolling off and finding my land-legs again to make my way back to the
bar.  As usual after a good fuck I was thirsty and I had no personal
rule against alcohol directly after sex - the ice cold beer felt
magnificent.

When I set the iced bottle down I saw that Josephine was looking at
me, her body had not moved otherwise, a small smile upon her lips.
"Thank you."

I shrugged.  Most ladies thanked me one way or another.  I was getting
paid, I got to fuck more pussy in a month than a guy my age had gotten
in his life up to ten years before.  They thanked me out of some inner
guilt rather than politeness.  This was a business transaction and we
were both getting what we want out of it.

Yes, I know, I'm cynical.

Wearily she rolled onto her side, moving her knee forwards in an
obvious attempt at looking sexy.  This woman obviously did not want
this session to end.  Many of the women that come in here prefer to
endure or to enjoy for the duration - then get out as fast as
possible.

Well, this filly was certainly a fun ride.

I left the bottle at the bar and strode back to the bed, a long
fingered hand rising to grasp my slippy soft penis gently.  "May I
suck you?"  She was smiling out one side of her lips - my previous
image of this woman was gone.  Josephine was just like all the rest.

Stupid slut.

"Of course."  Rather than needing more oral sex, I wanted this woman
to use her mouth to clean herself from my cock.  Sure it was a little
juvenile, but I enjoyed watching a woman suck her own juices from me.

Slowly Josephine pushed herself back into a seated position and took
my member into her lips.  Gone was the loving blow job - this was
sloppy and over the top.  She sucked it deep into her mouth first,
then held it high as she licked it with long strokes and finally she
rubbed it all over her sweaty face before returning it back to her
mouth.  All this time she was moaning and smiling with pleasure.  As
cock crazy as the rest of 'em.

I leaned over and pressed the buzzer while stepping out of the reach
of this mature woman.  Her eyes looked puzzled at me when ten seconds
later Amanda strode in with two female guards with clubs.  Her
experienced eyes taking in everything immediately.

Josephine was sputtering in confusion, "I thought... ?"

The guards came in without any shame and yanked the tall thin woman
from the huge soft bed, half dragging her from the room by her upper
arms.  Josephine was watching me over her shoulder the whole time, it
was obvious she just did not understand.

"How was she?"

I returned to the bar and my beer, "Rather good actually."

Amanda picked up the woman's heels that had been so hastily discarded
and would not meet my eye.

With a sigh I strode back around the bar to my agent, pulling her face
upwards so that we faced one another.  Slowly I lowered my face and
gently kissed the sixty year old woman passionately, she dropping the
heels and wrapping her arms around me to return the kiss.  My hands
mauled her over-sized soft shapely ass as she stood on the toes of her
own heels, grinding her pelvis and huge tits into me.  I broke it off
when she was breathless, her legs beneath her mid-thigh skirt
quivering with desire, her nipples threatening to rip through her
blouse.

"Come to my home tonight?"

It took half a minute before her eyes seemed to return to the present
and she shook her head negatively, "That... that would not be
appropriate."

I shrugged, "I want to fuck you."

A violent shiver ran through her body once.  "We have a working
relationship...?"

Another shrug, "... and you could be fired.  Yes, I've heard it all
before Amanda.  Except you want me don't you?"

She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders, obviously returning
to her cold sensibilities, "That is irrelevant.  If I feel anything it
is because of where I work."

I chuckled, this discussion having been repeated numerous times.
Josephine was already a thing of the past.  No matter how fine a ride
she was there was millions of others to enjoy.  As for Amanda, I truly
did want to fuck her - but then again, I wanted to fuck and dominate
every woman I had a relationship with now.  Amanda knew that and
regardless of what her body wants she knew that we would be finished
if she gave in to me.

Turning I strode towards the concealed bathroom door and called out
behind me, "Can you get another line up ready in an hour - I'm feeling
rather horny all of a sudden."

Amanda sighed, "Of course."

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