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It was a nice warm Texas evening when MDs Miller, Splitberg, Dropford and Clerrar met in their favorite rooftop bar and enjoyed the sight down into Dallas. The day´s work was behind them and though these four gynecologists had promised to leave job-related topics behind, MD Clerrar became explicit: "It is not quite off-topic, but has any of you remarked that the ********* marriages is on the increase?" It took his fellows some time to switch to the new point of discussion, they were indeed tired and the only thing they were longing for were their sundowners - which however took their/that is the barman´s time...
"In fact," insisted Clerrar, "since we begun - some twenty years ago - the chiuldless couple was a rather rare
case. Today I had three cases of women who complained, " he smirked, "who complained not because of a low sexdrive of their husbands, but because they simply could not get pregnant. What do you say?" MD Clerrar´s companions were all gynecologists, Dropford and Splitberg worked in a local hospital and Miller had his own surgery - just like Clerrar. Of course they knew the statistics and since the four of them had studied together they knew well enough that this was not pointless gossip. The number of cases increased and Clerrar pushed them on: "Lately I have read about meat factories, cows, bulls, creatures being fed with hormones that did not fail to have their effect on the human consumer of the meat. My colleague MD Sun Yun provided me with statistics about sperm count and guess what!..." He made a suggestive pause and everyone knew that he was not entitled to know the topsecret results of statistics about sperm count. "You mean the consumption of meat has a direct effect on the number of sperms in an individual?" Clerrar took his sundowner from the barman and everybody had a "skull second"...He put back his glass on the table and reported: "The number of women who wish to become pregnant and can not just because their hubbies are low on sperm is on the increase. You know, first the woman pays you a visit, then you invite the husband, then the two of them and then it must be decided how to carry the matter on!" Yes, of course they all knew the procedure, the steps to take and then the donor, the judicial complication with the "natural ******" and his rights...on the kid he begot. How many times had each of the four colleagues brought the syringe with the greyish sperm load into the woman´s vagina and from there into her womb, while her hubby was sitting there, holding her hand and looking into her eyes. Splitberg was explicit: "You all know that this procedure - for some dark reasun - has a very low success rate. The circumstances and the sterile atmosphere seem to embarass the couple, the results are meager...the time wasted is enormous - because of the useless repetitions..." Miller grinned: "One should change the whole setting and nature would take over.." Clerrar seemed to have waited for the opportunity and after a sip on his drrink he vaguely mentioned that the present MDs were by the end of their forties and did not much enjoy what nature had given them once. Their marriages had been relatively stable and all of them had found a sad routine in their partners...or even less...a lack of lust and fulfilment. All eyes were turned towards Clerrar. He knew he had to speak up: "There is that old hotel, Blue Star, near Molder Hill, it is deserted since the company that run it became bankrupt. Still it is quite okay. What do you think if we purchased the building and made it a clinic for the fertility of the nation? The state would have to fund it, even, I guess!"
They all looked at him and seemed to expect some more on the topic. Clerrar was busy studying his drrink and the others forgot to sip from theirs. Dropford mentioned the fact that he was already practicing in a hospital that could provide kidless couples with these services. Splitberg just nodded his head to confirm this fact. Clerrar looked into the sunset: "The best solutions are those which bring a lot of money and keep all persuns involved happy." Splitberg frowned: "Have you ever found such a business model that worked and was not illegal?" Clerrar answered silently: "Some things have never been tried..." Miller seemed to have been briefed beforehand, so he brought up a topic that did not seem to fit into Clerrar´s scheme: "I do not know if you have encountered many of those husbands who could not provide potent sperm and who had to fill the testtube with sperm for the analysis. They are more or less the same...concerning their characters... they are pliable, soft, tender, tolerant, broadminded and passive, I would even say...hahaha...the readymade cuckolds...hahaha!!!" He broke into a laughter and the others joined in..."Well, well," added Clerrar, "this is the key to the whole thing - a low sperm count, a feeble sex drive, a passive persunality, a tolerant hubby, the born cuckold, indeed...lack of testosterone, in a way!" Miller wondered: "Does this meant that the cuckold type of persun is low on sperm and feels this and his wife does so too...?" They all marveled at the secrets that Muther Nature had built into the human mind which we all believe to know to its deepest depths. Clerrar made things quite clear: "When we lead men into the secluded cell for their sperm production and with the test tube in hand - my assistants love to watch them go from the corners of their eyes - we had a lot of cases when these men would not "deliver" mhm..." he smirked and continued: "The fun for my assistants was even greater when they came back emptyhanded with the empty testtube...hahahaha!" Again all of them joined into the laughter and Clerrar worked them on and on: "And guess what we did! We put instead of those standard Playboy centerfolds new magazines into that cell...with dominating women, not real SM-magazines and perverted topics, but simply strong women and what even worked better - the cuckold situation, a threesome between a couple and an obvious "bull" type of man!" This was the joke of the evening and suddenly they were inclined to exchange ideas about this really ticklish topic. Since they had known each other for almost a lifetime, they could agree on the same topics and type of humour. "To cut a long story short, the hotel would provide the known services to married couples who want to have kids, but in a different style. The husband would be present - perhaps even excited and aroused - while his wife is engaged in the meaningful activity for that end..." They were stunned: "You mean..." there was a silence...they could not believe and the word prostitution came to their minds..."No humbug, no illegal activity, no treachery," Clerrar continued, "We´d have a special arrangement that let the hubby be present and at the same time he does not see what is going on. You know the woman who is cut in half by the wizard...an old trick which most people know. In our special case, half the woman would be behind a wall and the rest is visible for hubby and dressed normally - no nudity on this side of the wall...but on the other side...a nude and eager woman´s body exposed to the man who will provide his sperm...what do you say?" Nobody had ever heard about things like these - it had never been tried...one felt that it was immoral to some degree. But since the satisfaction and the joy for the couple was paramount....Now they understood how that was meant that all would profit and even with joy...and money..."Our clinic would basically be a hotel for the wanting...they would live there for some weeks, have their periods checked and the moment of ovulation would be fixed and the procedure would take its course. Of course many days would be necessary, since they would not be the only couple and every week a highly likely date would be fixed for let´s say a group of five to eight couples. A spirit of fertility should reign over the place while the mating is on. I have even thought of introducing two nurses who could provide sounds and movements of lustful enjoyment - just to create the atmosphere, while they themselves would not necessarily have to take part in the mating process...what do you say?" In the course of his speech, the drrinks had been emptied and all of them felt a kind of arousal which they had not felt since their adolescence. New horizons of sexual pleasure were opening up to them...Clerrar only added: "A round hall of let´s say 100 ft diameter and along the walls sorts of half-beds, chairs for the hubbies by their side and holes in the wall where the woman´s abdomen and legs could pass through, they could even arrive fully dressed and no obscenity would be seen - at least not on this side of the wall. We could even mention that nurses would undress them for the event on the other side of the wall...but whoever undresses them, they would not know - hehehehe..." Splitberg half closed his eyes: "The hubbies would hold hand with them...in the act...how about a little bedside lamp that has built in a videocamera that could project the reactions on telescreen on the side of the "bulls" - wouldn´t that be romantic?" All were laughing their heads off, the evening was worth it, just as every time they met. "Yes, and a handle bar by the bedside for the women to hold on to, if the action becomes too steamy and dynamic...yeah!!!" finished Dropford the whole fantasy. Gynecologists may see a whole lot of flesh in their lifetimes, but they are still men - and dominant ones like the four in the sunset of Dallas in their rooftop bar.

Clerrar would naver have started a topic like that without any reasun. In fact he had inquired about the cost of the hotel and a refurbishing of the rooms plus the construction of a sort of double rotunda...that is, a dormitory with "half-beds" and a second passage behind the wall, where the lower bodies of the women would reach into, of course not without the heating and air-conditioning if the steam should build up. It was a substantial sum and a model even showed the general layout of the place. It was time to reap the harvest he had sowed with his colleagues at the rooftop bar some weeks ago. His wife did not know a bit about his plans, anyway she was busy with her social obligations and presided a lot of charitable organizations. So when they sat all four of them in the "West Side Story" barbecue parlor and were in their best spirits, Clerrar pulled out his tablet and showed them the model in 3D and rotated it to show where the fun should take place. Splitberg vaguely asked about the sperm-donors...if these men were...who...what... Clerrar became quite explicit: "All the four of us would be best candidates for those women who we would select as suitable partners,"...he smiled...and added: "the women would not have much say, but would learn that only nice and healthy, intelligent and gifted men would be eligible...of the caucasian race, of course..." Dropford grinned: "Would not want to have a colored baby, that would be a mess..." "Nono...just the four of us, according to our choice, but there would have to be more men and I suggest that you can select men of your choice who would volunteer for such a free fuck!" This expression pulled their eyes open...yes, that´s what it is...a woman - eager to beget offspring and willing...but willing really? "Would some of the women not be nervous in this situation, with the innocent hubby by their side...and him, in such a situation...?" Miller nervously moved his empty plate...looking downward...still skeptical about the plan. Clerrar said one word and the tension was relieved: "Womaxol!" The effect of this medicine used to free individuals from inhibitions and from scruples and gave everybody a relaxed "everything is okay"-mood. Various factors contributed to that effect of the medicine, led to a total liberation and Clerrar meant to give the hubby plus the lady an overdose, as he assured his colleagues smilingly. So these couples were eager to pay a large sum of money for a stay in the hotel, an even larger for the "breeding procedure" and the women were sure to leave the place pregnant. Not the forty-year-olds were of course eligible for this first-class treatment... not because of the diagnosis, but because of the lack of attractivity on the side of the women. They would have to undergo the conventional sperm syringe injection under hormone doses and according to their menstruation - if there was still any. Only younger and promising couples were selected - from the pool of four gynecologists - this would make up for quite a nice number of cases. However, the hubbies would have to be screened for their "pliability and passivity" - which would grant them an additional turn-on when were allowed to witness their wives, when begetting offspring. They studied the layout of the place on the tablet and could not take their eyes from the arrangement. Even husbands had been introduced into the simulation, sitting by the bedside where the women lay, fully dressed - upward from the navel. Above them a handlebar to seize if the fucking became too wild...which could be supposed to happen in some cases. Then the dimly lit passage around the main room, where the men were walking up and down, selecting their "partner" with care on the telescreen, touching and fondling the helpless women from below. The display did not show details, it was a simulation anyhow. But who should protest against the opposite of an abortion clinic? The main point was still to be made - money. A large sum would have to be paid for the whole arrangement, but divided by four it would be acceptable and could be afforded by each of them without major conflicts.

It was a quite day in fall, when a car approached the "Happy Wives clinic" - once hotel Blue Star near Molder Hill. The building was neat and colorful, a new construction almost, nice gardens around the main building, birds chirping, the scent of flowers still in the air, a calm and prestigious place - one would want to live there - said Miller when he got out of the car. This is where my money is buried, remarked wittily Splitberg, who did not really suffer from the expenses he had made in the event. The architect arrived just in time and led them around the whole place. Clerrar became nervous when they reached the main hall, the hall where the wives´ beds would be arranged and where the holes were left open for an isolation - so that any visual contact between the women and anonymous breeders was avoided. 16 beds had been planned. Since the holes looked a bit morbid, the architect suggested that the passage behind the walls should have windows in order to profit from some daylight. Clerrar refused and said that a special kind of "medical lighting" would be introduced by a special firm. The bedrooms for the couples and the hotel kitchens, the hallways and the escalators, the bath and dining rooms were inspected and approved of. By the first of December the first sixteen couples would be admitted. The architect left and all were satisfied because the place for their innocent adventure was now visible and they returned over and over again to that passageway from where they could select the wives who they would like to impregnate. Yes, the lamps with the video cameras were still missing, the beds had to be prepared and all the furniture was to be selected. But there was still a month ahead. Clerrar addressed his colleagues: "Now to fill our hotel, I suggest that each of us colleagues select the adequate number of four couples who would meet the demand they had agreed upon. The pliable hubby, the nice and passionate lady, the hormonal treatment beforehand should make her extra wet, in the event," he added with a malicious grin................if the story pleases to a sufficient number it may be continued
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Plenty of interest here, please continue.
Mywifeforyou

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Great start
My wife loves bull seed
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Keep going
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subman
thanx for your wordy feedback - i am not used to it,,,
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Screening the spouses

Not only Clerrar spent his weeks of regular medical activities with the sorting out of couples that would be promising for the purpose intended. He was surprised how small the output was and how incalculable some couples proved to be. One husband - a born cuckold, passive and hesitant - plus the wife dominant and strong. Seemingly they were suited, but the woman was sexually unsuited to the point of primary and secondary frigidity. A blonde, cold, chilly and revengeful, critical and uneducated, without fantasy and style, a pointed nose, thin arms and almost non-existant breasts and the genital features --- well...accordingly. On the "opposite" the woman at the limit, the forty-year-old and her dream of a numerous family. A bit fat in the middle, flat breasts - but...Clerrar lost his routine and was surprised - then after the initial briefing and analysis of the causes, she revealed to be a "hotwife" - from the dialogue with her gynecologist, she had become so aroused that his check of her genital organs revealed what must have been quite an embarassment to her...she was flooding her vagina with wetness...he was a doctor with experience but had never encountered a woman reacting so positively...he took his little latex cover for the middle finger to introduce it into her on the gynecological seat - but then he chose to fill in two fingers and had to wipe off her juices that required supplementary cleaning of her abdominal region. It was a juiciy surprise and the doctor spilled the beans - telling her of the fertility clinic plus hotel. The hubby was called in - and in spite of his arrogant demeanor, he revealed to be quite pliable. This was the cuckold in waiting!
Splitberg had made the same discovery and selected with utmost care those to whom he would suggest the first class treatment at their clinic and hotel. He picked the best ones only and had a number of five couples - well-to-do husbands and "guilty wives" who wanted to do anything to fulfill their breeding tasks...if that were possible. Miller was busiest of all, he invited a maximum of seven couples and one could get the impression all he intended was to get the fast fuck with the nicest women, independent from their suitability. The hubbies were left largely unscreened and his own authoritative attitudes left the poor couples no choice. He took his time describing the ugly syringe with the grey-greenish fluid that hit the back of a woman´s vagina who did not in the least feel the harmony of the act that was meant to beget life naturally - and therefore effectively. He was a great preacher and even went as far as to banish acts "against nature" as blasphemic and ineffective. "Do not waste your time trying ineffective unnatural ways of insemination when the best success lies in the direct contact and the husband can support his wife in the process by his unhindered presence...MD Dropford was the most sadistical of them all...he sent the men repeatedly - at least ten times - into the "closet" where they had to masturbate into the test tube. Carefully he chose the "stimulation photos" deposited in that closet in accordance to their intention...hubbies watching how their women had sex with sperm donors - strong nice men who smiled at the passive men who just held hands with their wives who flew from orgasm to orgasm. A fine-tuned preparation of their fate at the breeding clinic near Molder Hill...In general it turned out that women - because of their wish for kids? - were sexually more aggressive than their male partners. This could prove to be the reas on for their failed parenthood so far. When the talk with the women took place in the presence of their hubbies, the results of the genital check with the women was more difficult. When the women were interviewed alone, they showed juicy sexual response, when the doctors during the talk checked their vaginas - seemingly for a general gynecological check. In reality they measured the moisture of the femal "crack" with a special instrument for the measurement of humidity. This led to surprising results, because while these so nds remained introduced, the doctors continued their talk with the women lying in the gynecological seats unsuspecting. When the subject of their discussion changed, the response of vaginal muscles and the gland secretion of the vagina increased visibly on the screen. The discussion went like this: Doctor:" Have your sexual desires been changing in the course of time of your marriage?" Woman: "Yes, somewhat..." Doctor: "And in which way did you feel a change of desire?" Woman: "Not a change in the intensity of my desire, but in the object..." D: "So you would say that you wished to have other contacts?" W:"You mean other men?" D:"No, just a change in the style of your sexual encounters, perhaps..." W: "My dreams were getting wilder and wilder and sometimes I was afraid to talk about them..." D:"Well all of us have a hidden pers onality and hidden desires..." W:"But I do not want to hurt my hubby in his feelings when talking about them..." Now the doctor was well-advised to check the moisture degree on the screen which at this point had been increasing for sure...he was on the right track! He added: "You can believe me - it is quite usual for women to have fantasies about men who sexually exploit them and only care for their own sexual satisfaction. " Then the device he had introduced into her vagina - without explaining to her what it was measuring - displayed the largest increase of moisture and the nice wife, Mrs. Broadfill, had proved she was eligible for the clinic.
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