West's Breeding

There’s no more time for foreplay, you can feel the heat of her inner folds against the nerves in your erection. She’s begging for it. Pulling aside the thin fabric barrier that attempts in vain to impede you, you slide yourself inside in one long stroke, Doctor West takes you all the way to the base with a howl of pleasure. She’s hot, wet and tight. It’s a fantastic cunt with a character entirely different from the others you’ve experienced since becoming Carmine’s servant.

Her nails dig into your back as you lean down and wrap her up in your arms. “How does it feel, Doctor?”

“A-Amazing!” she drones, “It’s so big, you’re touching my cervix!”

“Oh? You don’t mind a little pain huh?”

She clenches her teeth and shudders, her grip on your back tightening even further. “Hah! Hah! We changed… we changed the nervous systems in the staff’s vaginal areas… now the pain turns into pleasure!”

Your cock twitches inside of her tight hole as the obscene truth comes out, “Ugh, shit. So you turned everyone on this base into nothing but my free-use fuckholes?” You don’t give the bimbo Doctor slut any time to answer as you begin to swing your hips with a powerful thump. She screams as her pussy gushes a thick flood of juices onto your monster cock and thighs – she came in two thrusts. If she’s unhappy about the situation, she doesn’t show it with a gleeful smile on her pretty face. Her mascara begins to run as tears of ecstasy begin to roll down her cheeks.

You turn up the **** and maul her breasts with your hands, pinching and pulling on her erect nipples. “You’re a nasty bitch, Doctor. Turning hundreds of people into nothing more than me and Carmine’s slaves.” You hunch over and crush her lithe body beneath, grinding yourself even deeper and preventing her from writhing beneath you. Slap, slap, slap. You violently **** her wet pussy again and again - the sound of flesh meeting flesh fills your senses, and your body with a rush of masculine adrenaline.

She pulls your head down into a feral, tongue filled kiss. Her plush lips smear ruby red lipstick all over your face. Seeing her one pristine appearance so thoroughly ruined drives you to go even deeper and harder. The table slams against the floor under the stress of your animalistic breeding. You don’t know how much West is climaxing, nor do you have the wherewithal to care. Her genetically enhanced body can take whatever you throw at it.

There’s no need to change positions, the slack jawed bimbo-bitch you’re using as nothing more than a convenient hole to stuff full doesn’t care about romance or variety. She just wants to feel your shaft spreading her open and ruining her for any other ‘man’ that has ever made a pass at her. She is your property. Her cunt, her womb, her tits and her mouth – they’re all designed and perfected for your benefit alone.

You feel a thick load broiling inside of your body. There’s no chance that she’s escaping from this meeting without your baby in her belly. Thoughts of potential consequences slip away as it works its way down your urethra and releases itself without warning. You growl like an animal and pin her down to the table as another orgasm rocks her body. The feeling of your dense, hyper-fertile cum seeping through her cervical entrance sends Doctor West onto cloud nine. She screams so loudly that her voice grows hoarse a moment later.

It was sudden, violent – it only lasted for a few minutes, but it was the hardest that Doctor West has ever cum in her life. With hundreds of women to satisfy, your body demands that you go in hard and fast and leave them in a puddle of their own juices and sweat.

A voice cuts through the haze and startles you back to attention, “Congratulations on your pregnancy, Doctor.” You look to the corner of the room where a beady red eye stares at you. Was she watching you through the security system the whole time?

“Carmine?”

Her voice crackles to life over the intercom; “Sorry baby. I saw you giving the good Doctor a violent pounding and couldn’t resist stopping to watch the fun, and maybe finger myself as well. Hm. You should see what my pussy is like right now…”

“T-Thank you Carmine,” West stammers from a well-fucked stupor, “Thank you for allowing me to use your man.”

“I did say we had the best workplace benefits in the world, didn’t I?”

You sit back on the table and sigh. Doctor West quickly gets down onto her knees and begins sucking your still-hard cock, cleaning it of any leftover seed and swallowing it down like it’s ambrosia. “That’s a good ****,” Carmine murmurs over the intercom, her breath heavy with barely concealed lust. “Clean up your master.”

West is a very talented cocksucker, never once allowing her gag reflex to get in the way of her devoted aftercare. Her throat bulges to a visibly dangerous level as she works your tip deeper and deeper into her gullet. Before you know it another, smaller orgasm is sending steaming ropes of baby-batter down into her stomach. Alarmed, she pulls back and allows the last few shots to land in the bottom of her jaw.

She pulls back and holds it open, revealing the nasty mix of cum and saliva that threatens to spill out from her small mouth. She slams it shut and swallows, gagging and coughing as it clogs up her airway. Such an erotic display fills your erection with another burst of energy. You grab her by the arm and drag her to the nearby couch, throwing her down and spreading her legs once again. Her cunt is still gasping, seeping pearly white cum down her leg and asshole.

She reaches down and spreads it even further – emphasising her swollen clit and dilated urethra. She bites her lip and bats her eyes like an experienced cumsucker, “Your swimmers must be gangraping my egg right now… I’m so happy to be yours.”

You lord over her with a grin, “Don’t think you’re going to get any rest Doctor. Erections that last for too long can be dangerous.” West pushes out her chest and moans as if your words are enough to make her cum again without even touching her. The fact that Carmine is watching only makes the complicated feelings in your head heavier and more delirium inducing.

“We better deal with it,” Doctor West smiles, “Please go ahead and use me as you please.”

“Gladly.”