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Sheppard's Seed Ch. 01

By: sheppard416



My name is Sheppard. I used to say I was just an ordinary guy, but now looking back, I could only say I am an extraordinarily lucky guy.

In my wildest dreams I never imagined that I would end up with eleven kids from seven different women. I have no apologies for what I did. Everyone got what they wanted, my children have a good life, and none of the women regret what happened.

This is how it happened.

How it all started was an accident, at least on my part. I admit that I unwittingly had a part in it, but I was young and way too trusting of women.

I met Elaine when we were both twenty years old. We lived in the same apartment building, only a few doors from each other. Elaine was a pleasant woman. She had a nice body, however she possessed rather plain looks. However, she also happened to be an excellent cook. 

Elaine told me that her husband was good to her while they were dating, but now he treated her more like a housekeeper once they were married. He would go to work then stay out late and when he came home he would expect her to have the house spotless and his dinner waiting.

She often visited my apartment while her husband was at work. She would bring food and we would sit and talk while we ate. In just a short time we became close friends.

One morning there was a knock on my door. It was early and I hadn't gotten up yet, so I got up and slipped my pants on before answering the door. When I opened the door there stood Elaine, dressed in a robe and holding a plate of French toast in her hands.

"I thought you'd like some," She said.

"They do look great but I worked late last night and I'm trying to sleep in this morning," I told her.

"That's OK," She said, "You go back to bed. I'll put these in your refrigerator and then I'll let myself out."

"OK," I replied.

I sleepily made my way back to bed as she headed to the kitchen. I was almost asleep when I heard her come into my room. I looked up and saw her standing there next to my bed. She was looking down smiling at me. Without a word, she opened her robe and let it slip to the floor. At that point, I wasn't very surprised when I saw that she wasn't wearing anything under her robe. 

I pulled back the covers to my bed and she climbed in next to me, "Hi," She said with a smile on her face.

I pulled her to me and kissed her long and hard. Her naked body felt so good against mine that it caused an instant erection.

Elaine reached down and took my cock into her hand and started jerking it, "Do you like this?" She asked.

"Oh yes, I like it a lot," I replied, then kissed her again.

"Shit," She exclaimed, "That's a nice cock."

"Yeah, I kinda like it too," I joked.

"It's a lot bigger than my husband's pecker," She said.

"Really?" I asked.

"She looked at me, like I just said something stupid, "Hell yes," She said, "I've never met a guy with one this big before."

"Glad you like it," I told her.

Elaine slid under the covers and examined my cock more closely, "It's definitely the biggest one I ever saw, except for the ones in the magazine pictures."

Elaine put the head of my cock in her mouth and closed her lips softly around it. She held it there while her tongue wiped across the tip of my cock, slowly back and forth.

"Oh man, that feels good," I moaned.

Elaine took more of me into her mouth and sucked while she stroked my shaft at the same time. The feelings of pleasure that it gave me were very intense.

I tensed up; trying not to cum too soon but Elaine had other ideas.

She took her mouth off my cock and looked up at me, "Relax. Just let it go," She said, looking up into my eyes.

I relaxed and she began sucking me again. It wasn't long before I began to gush into her mouth. I was impressed by how easily she accepted my cum into her mouth and swallowed it all down.

She kept playing with me, milking the last drops of cum out of my cock.

I started to wonder if she thought it wasn't cheating if she only gave me oral, but when she climbed up on top of me and slid herself down on my still hard cock, I knew I was wrong.

I reached up and squeezed her ample breasts as she rode me with an easy rhythm. Her eyes were closed and the expression on her face was one of contentment. I watched her expression change as she neared climax. Her eyes opened and she leaned closer to my face, locking her eyes with mine.

"Oh God, I really need this," She moaned.

Her orgasm overtook her and she collapsed on top of me, moaning loudly and grinding her hips hard against me.

"Give it to me," She gasped, "Give it to me. I need it.

I worked my hips to match her movements and pushed deeper into her. A second orgasm hit her with even greater force than the first. Her moaning grew so loud that I was beginning to worry if the neighbors would hear it. "Give it to me," she said loudly.

I pulled her head to me and kissed her hard. Her hips bucked faster and ground harder against me. I felt my cock begin to jerk, getting ready to shoot it's second load of seed for the morning.

"I'm going to cum," I told her. I wasn't wearing a condom so I wanted her to know, just in case she didn't want me to cum in her.

"Give it to me," She repeated, as she made her hips move faster.

In a few seconds I felt my cock begin pumping my seed deep into her. Elaine felt it too. She stopped moving and kissed me deeply as my cock filled her inside.

Afterwords we lay in bed together until I fell asleep. When I woke later she was gone.

Elaine became a regular visitor in my bed; often visiting me in the mornings to have sex and then making me breakfast.

One morning after we had sex we were laying in bed together. Elaine smiled sweetly at me, then kissed me softly.

"I have something to tell you," She said.

I looked at her questioningly.

"I have your baby inside of me," She told me.

"What?" I asked, startled.

"It's OK. I won't tell my husband. I just wanted you to know," She said softly.

"I don't know what to say. What do you want to do?" I asked.

"I want to keep things just the way they are now. My husband doesn't know about us and I will keep it that way. He'll think it's his child."

"Are you sure you want to do that?" I asked.

"Yes, this is the best way for everyone," She said.

I wasn't sure it was such a good idea, but I wasn't in any position to make her change her mind.

We continued our morning sessions in bed all through her pregnancy, but we slowed down at my insistence. In her eighth month we spent time in bed, but we spent most of that time fondling and kissing each other. Elaine would always insist on sucking me off. She was very skilled at oral but the way she made it feel when she did it to me, always made me feel like she was committing an act of love.

Elaine later confessed to me that she had chosen me to be the father of her children. She told me that she saw qualities in me that she wanted her children to have. At the time she told me this I had mixed feelings about it. I wanted her to leave her husband. I wanted to take her and our baby far away from him and give her the life she deserved. Elaine refused my offer. She wouldn't explain to me why she wouldn't leave him, but I got the distinct impression that she felt that having a child by me instead of her husband was somehow her way of getting even with him.

I felt in some way that she had granted me a sort of special privilege. Now I have to confess that the idea of a woman choosing me to sire her children is a very big turn on to me.

Our affair lasted four years and I gave her three great kids. Elaine and her husband eventually moved to another state. We still kept in contact and I manage to visit her at least twice a year.

If she ever asks me for another child, I won't refuse her.

Sheppard's Seed Ch. 02



The weather was perfect. The southern California desert in the fall was my favorite place to camp. I loaded up my camping gear and my dirt bike and headed out to rendezvous with my friends at our favorite spot.

It all started with a phone call from a close friend, "Hey, what are you doing this weekend?" He asked.

I knew what he wanted so I teased him a little, "Oh, I was thinking about going to the movies and checking out the latest chick flick," I told him.

My friend laughed, "You are so full of it. Let's go riding this weekend. We'll meet at our regular place. What do you say?"

"Have you talked to the other guys?" I asked.

"They all said they're coming."

"OK, I'm in," I said.

There were five of us who have been riding together for several years. We had a favorite camping spot out in the desert. We visited this spot about twice a month every fall and winter. It was inexpensive and fun. It also gave us the chance to see some spectacular sunrises and sunsets.

When I arrived I saw the familiar vehicles that my friends drove, but there was also a big motor home parked at our camp. I arrived later than I said I would. Everyone else already had their tents up and were preparing dinner. 

My friend Steve walked up and greeted me, Late as always I see."

"I had to work a little late today," I replied. I knew it sounded like an excuse, but it was true.

"No matter. We're all here and we're going to have a great time," He said, punctuating his words with a slap on my shoulder.

I looked over at the motor home, "Where did that come from?" I asked.

Steve looked back at the motor home and said, "That belongs to Jimmy's cousin Mike. I'll bet you five dollars Mike will let you know just how much it costs within the first thirty seconds of meeting him."

"Oh great," I said sarcastically, "So where is this guy?" I asked.

He'll be back shortly. He rode his Harley to town. He wanted to get some beer and Tequila for tonight," Steve told me.

"Is he going to tell me what he paid for that too," I asked.

"You can count on it," Steve told me.

I unpacked my truck, and then sat on the tailgate to eat a cold sandwich and some hot soup for dinner. Jimmy's cousin returned while I was eating. He revved the motor on his Harley to make sure everyone heard him as he entered camp. He parked his bike behind one of the cars in camp, so I could only see him when he stood up.

When he stood and pulled his helmet off, I could tell he was a big guy. About six foot two and two hundred pounds. To my surprise he had a woman riding on the back of his bike. When she stood up and pulled off her helmet I was rewarded with the sight of a beautiful woman.

"Shit, he brought a woman with him," I muttered under my breath. 

My friends and I had a long standing agreement about not bringing women to our camping trips. It just made things too complicated and the women would demand more creature comforts than we wanted to take along with us.

Steve brought Mike over to introduce us.

"This is Mike," Steve told me.

I sat down my soup and reached out to shake his hand, "Soup and a sandwich for dinner," He said rather coldly, "Not much of an outdoors man are you?" He said, not shaking my hand.

"It works for me," I said, pulling my hand back.

Steve jumped to my defense, "I'll tell you what. If I were ever dropped into the middle of nowhere he would be the one I would want with me," He said.

Mike smiled, "Hope you can ride. Tomorrow we have a long trip planned," He said.

"I can ride," I told him, looking forward to showing him in the morning.

"Dinner's almost ready," A woman's voice came from behind Mike."

Steve stepped aside and said, "This is Laura. Mike's wife," He said.

"Hi," she said sweetly.

She looked about five foot eight and had a great body that was topped off by a pair of large breasts. I had to try hard not to stare.

"Hope dinner is better than what this guy's eating," Mike said.

"Go sit by the fire and I'll bring it to you," She said.

She slapped his ass and walked away. I couldn't help but notice that she had a little extra sway in her hips.

Mike went over to the campfire and sat in a chair, leaving Steve and I looking at each other. 

"Don't sweat him. He's moving to Ohio after this weekend. Jimmy just wanted to bring him out here once before he moved," Steve said.

"Remind me to thank Jimmy for his kindness," I said, sarcastically.

"I'm guessing that you'll have to stand in line for that. Mike has been like that with everyone here so far, even Jimmy."

I sat and finished my dinner in silence, thinking tomorrow I would cut him down a few notches on the motorcycle ride. I knew this part of the desert like it was my back yard. Mike had better be a excellent rider because I planned to take him on some very challenging routes tomorrow. I doubted he would be so arrogant after the ride.

That night we sat around the campfire, drank beer, and talked. This was our regular custom on our camping trips. I drank soda because I wanted to be sharp in the morning when I demonstrated to Mike who was the better rider. Our conversation was soon dominated by Mike bragging about his accomplishments in college football and then in business afterwords.

I shot a glance over at Steve who in turn gave an irritated look to Jimmy.

The night wore on and Mike switched from beer to Tequila. It was clear to me that he was not going to last very much longer. Mike's wife, Laura had been drinking beer and also drank one shot of Tequila at her husband's insistence.

She was getting drunk, but not nearly as quickly as Mike was.

"Honey, would you take me for a ride?" She asked, in a flirting tone.

"No, I don't want to do any riding tonight," Mike said. His speech was slurred.

"He's going to be in great shape to ride in the morning," I muttered to Steve.

"Honey, take me for a ride," She asked him again.

"I told you, I don't feel like riding," He said, "If you want to go so damned bad, get someone else to take you." He said, his arm gesturing around the campfire.

Laura sat and pouted, then retreated to the motor home. The rest of us continued talking until about fifteen minutes later Laura came back.

"I made some popcorn. Is anybody hungry?" She asked.

Mike got up and mumbled that he was going to bed. The rest of us ate popcorn and talked some more. Laura took the chair next to me and we shared the same bowl of popcorn.

After the popcorn was finished the guys all went to bed, leaving Laura and I sitting alone by the fire. We didn't say anything to each other for several minutes.

"Take me for a ride," She said, finally speaking.

"You want to go for a ride now?" I asked.

"Why not," She answered.

I thought about it for a moment, "OK," I answered.

There were only two bikes in our group that had a headlight on our dirt bikes and mine was one of them.

I pulled my bike out and put on my helmet. Laura grabbed her helmet and quickly hopped on behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. We rode along on a dirt trail at an easy pace. I felt Laura's hands begin reaching up and stroking my chest. The vibration of the bike, I thought, must have been getting to her.

Suddenly an idea popped into my head. I made a quick turn onto a smaller trail and followed it to the end. I stopped my bike and pulled out a flashlight.

"Where are we?" She asked.

"Come with me. I want to show you something," I told her.

She took my hand and I led her up to some large rock formations. The combination of thousands of years of wind and rain had eroded the sandstone to create a series of shallow caves.

"Check it out," I told her, as my light illuminated the first cave. 

"Very cool," She said.

Laura pulled herself tightly against me.

"I knew that's what she wanted," I thought to myself.

I led her into the cave. The floor of the cave was filled with sand that had been blown in over the years.

"Did you bring me in here for any reason?" She asked coyly.

I reached my hand behind her head and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her lips to mine. She instantly responded by rubbing her crotch against mine.

I pulled her head back, "Is there something you want?" I asked.

"I want to suck your cock," She told me.

I pushed her head down and she dropped to her knees. She started to unzip my pants but I brushed her hands aside. I pulled my cock out and let it stand erect just inches from her face. Laura reached up and grabbed my cock, giving it a squeeze.

"You have a big cock,"She said.

"You like it?" I asked.

"Fuck yes. It's a lot bigger than my husband's thing."

I grabbed her hair and pulled her to me. She took my cock into her mouth and sucked it eagerly.

She sucked me for a long time before I shot my cum down her throat. She jerked back then caught herself and continued sucking the last bit of cum from me.

"That was nice," I said as she finished, "Is there anything else I can do for you?" I asked, teasingly.

"You can fuck me," She said to me.

I dropped my pants and lay down on the sand. Laura stood over me looking at my cock and rubbing her pussy through her pants.

"You have a really nice cock," She said.

"Come get it," I said.

Laura slipped off her pants and straddled me. I could feel small drops of her juices dripping on me as she positioned herself over my cock.

"Go a little easy on me at first. I've never had a cock this big before," She told me.

"You'll be on top, so you'll be able to control the action, that way you can take as much as you want," I said.

Laura slowly slid herself onto my cock. She felt pretty tight at first, but soon her pussy adjusted to fit all of my cock inside of it.

"Damn, that's a very big and very thick cock you have," She exclaimed, "I am so full inside."

Laura held still for several moments.

"Is everything OK?" I asked.

"No problem. I'm just enjoying the feeling of having my pussy filled up with your big dick. Oh God, I love this feeling," She said.

Slowly she began to move her hips. At first she slid herself up and down on my cock but her first orgasm caused her to slide all the way down on my cock and grind it hard into her pussy.

"Oh God I love your cock," She cried out as the next orgasm swept over her.

Laura rode me faster for awhile then slowed down and began sliding up and down on my cock again.

"I wish I'd met you a long time ago. It would have saved me a lot of frustrating nights with my husband."

"He doesn't do it for you?" I asked.

"He hops on, takes his three minute ride, and then falls asleep. Not much to brag about," She said.

I smiled at her, "Glad I can help miss," I said.

Laura rode me to two more orgasms before I shot a load of my seed deep into her. She slipped off of me and lay next to me, holding her body close to mine.

"Damn that was good. That was the biggest cock I've ever had in me," She said.

"I'm glad you liked it," I said, kissing her on her cheek.

"Oh, look at me; I'm a mess down there." She exclaimed.

Laura rolled on top of me again, "How can I get some more of that?" She asked, grinning at me.

"I don't know. I was told you were moving to Ohio pretty soon," I said.

"I may have to come back here on some urgent business," She sighed.

When we returned to camp everyone was asleep. Laura came with me to my truck where I gave her a slip of paper with my e-mail address on it. Before parting she grabbed me and kissed me passionately.

"Thank you for a great ride," She told me.

The next morning Mike was too hung over to ride.

When it was time for us to leave I glanced over at Laura and gave her a wink. She had on dark sunglasses and pretended not to see me, but I knew she did.

As I got into my truck I looked over at her one more time. This time she blew me a kiss as I drove off.

Laura e-mailed me a few times to let me know she was working on coming out for a visit. Later she sent an e-mail telling me tell me that she was pregnant. She said she was certain it was from the sex we had that night in the desert.

Her last e-mail came months later. It had a picture attached of her holding a newborn baby in her arms. The caption simply read, "Thank you for a great ride."



Sheppard's Seed Ch. 03



Hi, my name is Sheppard.

I'd love to be able to brag and tell you that I posses movie star looks, but the simple truth is, I don't. As far as looks go, I would say I look pretty good, but no more than that. So how do I explain my luck with women? I think it's more about being in the right place, at the right time, and seizing an opportunity when it presents itself.

One such opportunity more or less dropped in my lap one night when I did a favor for a friend.

Ray is a guy who works for my company, but in a sales office in another city. Ray and I got to know each other because I was the field repair tech who serviced the equipment in his sales territory.

We became pretty good friends over time and would often get together when I traveled to his town for more than a quick stop. He and his wife Linda often had me over for dinner.

Ray would tell me, "A man who lives out of his suitcase should have a good home cooked meal once and awhile."

Ray would sometimes take me out to some of his favorite clubs so I could meet and dance with some of the local women. I think Ray was trying to play match maker.

Ray's wife Linda often came along with us when we went out. I never felt like a third wheel with them. They both were a lot of fun to be with. The three of us made great friends. When I met a woman at one of the clubs, Ray and Linda encouraged me on.

"Hey, if you want to take her back to your hotel, go ahead," Ray would tell me, "Don't worry about me, I'll find some girl to go home with," He said, making a show of looking around the room until Linda elbowed him.

"I meant you baby. Really," He said jokingly.

"It's OK," She said, "I'm sure I'll be able to find someone to give me a ride," She said, taunting him in return.

On one trip I was getting into town late, so I called Ray to tell him I couldn't make it that evening. Ray insisted that I meet them at the club, no matter how late I got in.

I met Ray and Linda at a club they had taken me to before. It was late and they appeared to have been drinking a lot that night.

"Let me take you guys home. I don't want you two getting into any trouble," I said.

"You're a good friend Sheppard," Ray said.

"A good friend," He repeated.

He turned to Linda, "Isn't he a great friend?"

Linda nodded, "Yes he is."

"OK my friend, take us home. You can stay at our house tonight so you won't have to drive clear across town to a hotel," He said.

We arrived at Ray and Linda's house and Ray brought three cold beers from the fridge. 

"Here you go," He said, passing a beer to me.

Linda turned on the stereo and began dancing slowly to the beat of the music.

"Look at that," Ray said, "Isn't she the hottest thing you ever saw?" He asked.

Linda was indeed a beautiful woman. She had a great body and a beautiful face, but more than that she had great style. Linda was one of those women who turned heads wherever she went. Ray would often joke that he took me along when he took Linda dancing to help keep all the guys from trying to steal her away from him.

"I would never leave you baby," She would tell him.

Linda moved in front of Ray and moved her hips seductively. Ray responded by putting his hands around her waist and pulling her back against his body. She rubbed her ass up against him.

"Isn't she the greatest?" He asked, looking over at me.

Linda kept dancing and rubbing herself against him in time with the music.

Ray kissed her on the cheek and said, "Hey sweetheart. Why don't you go over to Sheppard over there and show him how hot you are, baby."

At that point I was pretty sure where this evening was going. I had no idea that Ray let his wife play with other men. I had heard that a lot of men loved watching their wife have sex with other men, but I didn't know Ray was one of them.

Linda took my hands and raised them above my head. Still holding my hands, she spun around and turned her back to me, pulling my arms around her. She started a slow and very seductive dance, deliberately rubbing her ass up against my crotch in full view of her husband.

"OK, Sheppard. Tell me she's not the hottest thing you ever saw."

"She certainly is," I replied.

"I think Sheppard likes it," Linda said playfully.

Ray went to the kitchen and returned with more beer and a bottle of Tequila. He sat down on the sofa and took a shot of Tequila before opening his beer, "If you don't have a major hard on by now, there's something medically wrong with you," He said with a laugh.

"Oh, he's hard sweetheart. Hard as a rock," Linda said.

"How can he not be with you, baby," He said.

"He's pretty big too," Linda added, teasingly.

"So you were telling the truth," He said to her.

"Would I lie to you baby?" She asked, teasing him more.

"The truth about what?" I asked, somewhat confused.

"Remember that barbeque we had a few months ago? Linda spied on you when you were in the bathroom," Ray told me.

I looked down to Linda.

Linda leaned her head back against my chest and looked up at me, "That's right. I peeked. I can't help it. I'm a very naughty girl," She cooed.

"She said you were hung like a mule," Ray said.

I didn't know what to think about what they just told me. I tried to think about how Linda was able to look in on me while I was in the bathroom.

"Listen, Sheppard. You're a great friend; in fact you're our best friend. Linda and I want to give you something special."

I didn't have to say anything at all. Linda turned and knelt in front of me and UN-buttoned my pants.

She showed great expertise in quickly removing my stiff cock from my pants, "Holly shit. Baby look at this," She said.

Ray sat up and looked, "God damn Sheppard. Linda was right about you."

"That's a big dick," Linda said.

"You didn't tell me it was that big," Ray said to his wife.

" I never saw it hard before," Linda replied.

"Hell, you're putting me to shame Sheppard," Ray joked, as he sat back on the couch with the bottle of tequila in his hand.

Linda opened her mouth and slid about half my cock into it. Her lips expertly caressed the shaft of my cock at the same time her hand began massaging my balls.

"Damn Linda, you're really good at this," I said.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth for a moment, then she looked up at me and smiled sweetly, "I told you I was a naughty girl," She said.

Linda returned my cock to her mouth. She began pumping my cock slowly in and out of her mouth. When my cock was almost out, she would suck hard on the head for a few seconds before sliding me back onto her mouth.

Linda tried to slowly take the whole thing in her mouth but couldn't.

"What happened baby? Is he too much for you?" Ray teased her.

Linda turned to him and grinned, "I know where I can fit him all in," She said.

"Go for it baby," Ray cheered.

"On the floor stud," Linda said to me.

I stripped off the remainder of my clothes then lay on the living room floor. I watched with pleasure as Linda did a slow strip tease for Ray and I. Linda never had kids, so her body was very slender with very womanly curves. As she danced for us her heavy breasts, with her nipples standing proudly erect, moved with a rhythm of their own. I couldn't help but envy Ray for having her lying next to him every night.

I looked over to Ray and saw him, fast asleep on the couch.

"I think he's had too much to drink," I said.

Linda looked at him, "He's going to miss out on the fun. But I'm not," She said.

Linda got down on top of me and pulled her face close to mine.

"I've wanted this for a long time," She said with a playful grin.

She kissed me lightly at first, then kissed me much more passionately.

"Have you been wanting me too?" She asked.

"You're super hot, but I didn't want to think about it because you're my friend's wife," I told her.

Linda giggled, "You're so sweet," She said.

Linda slid her body down until my cock was at the opening of her pussy, "Here it is Sheppard. Do you want it?" She teased.

"Yes," I replied.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," She said.

"Yes. I want it," I said a little louder.

Linda pushed her pussy against the head of my cock. Slowly, the head of my cock entered her. I could feel the warmth and the wetness of her slick pussy.

Linda's voice changed to a more serious tone, "Do you want it Sheppard? Tell me you want it," She said.

My head was spinning from the raw lust that I felt for her at that moment, "Yes Linda. Yes I want it. Please," I said, panting.

Linda pushed down and slid more of my cock into her. The sensation was better than I ever felt in my whole life. Linda got more than half of me inside her before she stopped and began sliding it in and out. Each time she would push me deeper into her, until finally, she had the entire length of my cock buried inside of her.

"You want that?" She said, panting hard from the excitement, "You want it baby?" She said again.

"Give it to me," I told her.

I grabbed her ass and pulled her against me to bury myself as deep as I could in her.

"Oh yeah baby do it," She cried out.

I began pumping my cock in and out of her.

"Oh. Do it," She screamed.

I slammed my cock into her harder.

"Oh God. Yes," She screamed, as an orgasm hit her hard. Her hips began bucking wildly.

Linda began riding me frantically, grunting and screaming as she continued riding me through her next two orgasms.

I grabbed her and rolled over on top of her, pumping my cock into her hard and fast. I new I was nearing climax and at that moment, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted to shoot my semen as deep in Linda's pussy as I possibly could. At that moment, I never wanted anything so badly in my life.

Linda sensed that I was ready to cum,"No, don't," She said.

"What?" I said, lifting my upper body off her.

"We shouldn't. I was so horny, I forgot to put in my diaphragm," She said with a little panic in her voice.

I slowed my thrusts into her. I was wondering what to do, now that I was so close.

Linda opened her mouth to speak, but another orgasm seized her. She grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled my cock deeper into her.

She looked at me with a deadly serious expression, her eyes locked onto mine.

"Give it to me," She said, almost growling in a low tone.

"I... Are you sure?" I asked.

Linda pulled harder on my ass, "Give it to me Sheppard. Fuck me hard and let it go inside of me," She said through clenched teeth.

Her words were all I needed to trigger a flood of my semen into her waiting womb.

"Here it comes," I grunted, as my cock began to pump my seed into her.

Linda panted harder as she felt my cock spasm, causing my seed to rush into her. Her next orgasm hit her like a thunderclap. 

She grabbed my hair and pulled me down against her and shouted, "Give it to me. That's it, give it all to me. I want it baby."

She kissed me hard on the lips then held me against her for a long time as the last of my seed was delivered to her anxiously waiting womb.

Later, Linda took me to the guest room and climbed into bed with me. I held her against me as we both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I woke up alone. I found Linda in the kitchen cooking breakfast.

"Hope you're hungry stud, because I sure am," She said.

"Where's Ray?" I asked.

"Still sleeping the poor dear. He really drank too much last night," She said.

Linda walked up to me and put her arms around me, "That was amazing last night," She said, smiling brightly, "I hope we can do it again sometime. I'm sure Ray would like to watch us together," She said.

Ray did get to watch Linda and I have sex several times. She made a point to use birth control on those occasions however.

Life pretty much went back to normal. I saw Ray and Linda twice a month whenever business brought me to their town. Our times together were pretty much the same, except that I would have sex with Linda each time I visited. 

Ray liked watching us together. He sometimes joined in, but most of the time he just watched.

About four months after our first time Linda gave me a call.

"Hello Sheppard," She said warmly.

"What's up?" I asked. It was unusual for her to call me.

"Do you remember that first night?" She asked.

I immediately knew what she was going to say, "You're pregnant," I said, dreading what was coming next.

"Well you don't have to say it like that," She said, "Yes, you're little buddies did their job very well," She said.

"Have you told Ray?" I asked.

"Of course I told him. He's OK with it. He said that it wasn't your fault. After all we invited you, right?" She said.

"You didn't tell him about what happened that first night, did you?" I asked.

"No, and I'm not going to tell him. He thinks it was the birth control not working right, and I want to keep it that way. OK?"

"OK, yeah. I guess so. I'm sorry I got you pregnant," I said.

"You're so cute," She said, "I'm not sorry and neither is Ray. This is the way I wanted it. Do you really think I forgot to use birth control that night?" She asked.

"Why did you do that," I asked.

"Ray has a very low sperm count. I wanted a baby from him for years, but we just couldn't make it happen. I wish Ray could have done it, but I'll be happy to have your baby." She explained.

"So, what happens now?" I asked.

"Are you kidding me?" Linda asked, "Everything stay's the same as it was before. You're still our friend, and now you're going to be a godfather to our baby," She said.

"I don't know what to say," I stammered.

"I just want you to continue to be our friend, and to be happy for Ray and me about our baby," She said.

"I'm happy if you guys are happy. I just didn't want to hurt you or Ray."

"Everything's fine. Nobody is hurt. Ray will be a great father, and you'll be a great godfather."

"OK, if you two are happy, then so am I," I said.

"Good," She said, "Remember, we can still have sex until the eighth month. After that we have to stop. I don't want to risk that big thing of yours hurting the baby," She joked.

"Never underestimate how powerful the maternal instinct is in a woman," I thought to myself.

Linda and Ray have remained great friends with me. We still get together as often as we can, but the club scene is not part of their lives anymore. Now they are enjoying their three beautiful kids, all sired by me. The kids call me Uncle Sheppard.

And when I stay the night at their house, Linda still quietly slips into my bed, but is always gone in the morning.



Sheppard's Seed Ch. 04



This is the continuing story of Sheppard and his evolution into becoming a Dom.



I wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of going to a party filled with people I didn't know, and I was even less thrilled with being setup with a blind date for the party.

My friend Steve and his wife was the driving force behind this plan. A co-worker of his had just bought a new house and was throwing a big house warming party to celebrate.

"It's already set up," He told me, "All you have to do is show up. Karen will meet you there. It's the perfect way to meet someone. No expectations, no pressure, and best of all, if you two don't click, it's hasta la vista baby."

"It just feels weird," I told him.

Steve looked at me, "Sheppard, it doesn't get any more non-committal than this. Will you just trust me on this? This girl is hot. I promise, you'll like her," He said.

"And she doesn't live two thousand miles away," Steve's wife, Sherry said.

I cast a quick glance at Steve, then back to Sherry, "What do you mean?" I asked, already guessing her answer.

Sherry gave me serious look, "I know about the woman at your apartment building," Sherry put her hand on my shoulder, "You can't go on moping around because she moved away. It's time for you to move on. Find someone new," She said, in an attempt to console me.

I made a mistake in telling Steve about Elaine. I had told him three months earlier, just before I flew out to see her.

I knew we couldn't be together, but after almost three years it was still hard to let go of her.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to tell anyone about you and her," Sherry told me.

"Listen; just go for a couple of hours. If you don't like her, just say goodnight. Nobody will have hurt feelings over this," Steve said.

"OK," I relented, "I'll go and stay awhile, but I'll leave if things don't feel right," I told them.



The party was already in full swing when I arrived. 

I parked my car down the street from the house, in the last open parking spot on the block. I stood next to my car for several minutes before walking toward the house.

The woman who answered the door was a tall, slender woman with beautiful auburn hair, and sultry green eyes. Her hair cascaded down to the middle of her back.

"Hi, my name is Rosanna, but my friends call me Rose," She said to me.

"I'm Sheppard," I said.

"Oh, you're Steve and Sherry's friend, I'm glad to meet you," She said with a big smile.

"Hey! It's about time," Steve said, walking up to me.

"This is my friend Sheppard," He said turning to Rose.

"This is a very nice house you have here," I said, trying to make polite conversation.

"Come, let me show you around," She said to me.

"I'll see you in a little bit," Steve said as he turned and left.

"Looks like you're in my hands now Sheppard," Rose said to me with a smile.

Rose took me upstairs first, showing me the master bedroom. As she walked me around the room I glanced into their walk in closet. What I saw made me freeze.

Rose noticed my stare and looked to see what I was looking at.

Hanging down from wooden pegs were several leather straps with cuffs on the ends. Next to them there were three leather whips of various lengths.

Rose stepped up behind me and spoke softly into my ear, "Do you like what you see?"

Her question took a moment to sink into my consciousness, "Uh, I don't know. Nice bedroom," I said.

Rose stood directly behind me and put her hands on my shoulders, pulling me gently back toward her, "Let's be honest with each other for a moment," She said in a low, seductive tone, "We both know what you were looking at."

Rose was not like any woman I ever met. She possessed a certain charm and poise, but there was something else. She gave off a certain feeling. A feeling that she had a great internal strength.

"It's none of my business," I said.

"It's OK if you want to look. I'm not ashamed of what I am," She said.

I turned and looked at her, "What is that?" I asked.

"Tell me what you think it is," She said to me.

"It's something you like to play games with?" I asked.

Rose smiled, "Not exactly, she said, "Let me show you."

"How was this woman suddenly so different from the person who met me at the door," I wondered to myself.

Rose lead me into the large walk in closet, "It's more like a way of life," She explained, "It's something that you are inside."

"I discovered the dominant/ submissive lifestyle several years ago," she continued, "My husband is my submissive. Does this surprise you?" She asked, with a sly grin.

"It does a little," I said.

She took a whip from its peg and handed it to me, "Feel it," She said, "This is not strictly about pain, or just sex. It's more. Its mind body and soul," She said, looking directly into my eyes.

"I felt the whip. The handle was stiff but had a little give in it when you gripped it. It had a nice feel in my hand.

"Done correctly, it can speak very seductively to its recipient," She said, taking it from me and rubbing it against her cheek.

"Do you think I'm strange for telling you all of this?" She asked.

"No, I don't think you're strange," I said.

I was struck by the intensity of feelings that she expressed for her lifestyle.

"Would you like to try it?" She asked.

"Try what?" I asked, somewhat nervously.

Rose handed the whip back to me, "I get a sense about you, that you could be a dominant," She said.

A man walked into the bedroom, "I'm in here sweetheart," Rose called out.

The man walked to the entrance of the closet and stopped.

"Sheppard, this is my husband Stewart," She said.

I suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

'I was just explaining the lifestyle to him," She added.

Stewart stepped forward and shook my hand, "It's great to meet you Sheppard."

"I just showed him a couple of my toys, but I haven't yet shown him our special play room. Would you like to join us?" She asked her husband.

Stewart smiled, "Absolutely," He replied.

Rose led us to a door in their bedroom that opened to another room. 

"You can only access this room from our bedroom," Rose explained.

I looked around the room and saw two tables with straps attached to them. Rose led us to a large wood cabinet. It looked very expensive, made of hand carved cherry wood.

She opened the cabinet to show a neatly hung display of leather leashes, a couple of collars and several whips.

"What do you think?" She asked.

"I think that's the nicest cabinet I ever saw," I said, only half joking.

Stewart laughed, "It better be, it cost a fortune," He said.

Rose placed her body against the cabinet, resting her head softly against it. She looked at the two of us and gave us a sultry look, as she ran her hand slowly along the wood on the side of the cabinet. 

"It is very beautiful," She said, "When I saw it for the first time, I knew I had to have it."

"Isn't she the most sensual woman you ever met?" Stewart asked me.

I nodded my head in agreement. I could feel my erection steadily growing in my pants.

Rose reached into the cabinet, pulled out a short whip and handed it to me, "Sheppard, would you do me a big favor?" She asked.

I looked at the whip, then back to her. 

She smiled at me then walked over to a table and put her hands in the cuffs that were attached to the end of it. 

Stewart hurried over and fastened the cuffs to her wrists, securing her to the table.

Rose turned her head and looked back at me, "Sheppard, I think I need you to use that whip on me," She said.

The look on her face was UN-mistakable to me. She was clearly very turned on by the anticipation of what was to come.

Stewart lifted up her skirt to expose her bare ass. A closer look told me she wasn't wearing panties. The moistness around her labia was easy to see.

I twisted the whip in my hand and flicked it slightly to get a feel for it. I walked over to her and put my hand on her, running it along the top of her ass.

Stewart nodded at me in approval. The look in his eyes told me that he was just as excited as his wife.

The whip cracked across her ass, perhaps a little harder than I expected.

"Oh, yes!" She said, sounding more excited.

I used the whip a little harder this time.

Rose looked back at me again, "Yes, I've finally found a man who knows how to treat a lady," She cooed.

Stewart looked at me and gave me some encouragement, "You're a natural Sheppard. You're doing great. Don't you think so sweetheart?"

"I'll let you know after a few more," She joked.

I laid the whip across her ass two more times, each time she cried out in pleasure.

"Sheppard, would you like to continue this with Stewart and me a little later tonight?" She asked.

I squeezed the whip in my hand for a moment, "Yes, I would love to," I said. 

My answer surprised me. "Did I just say that," I wondered to myself.

Stewart released his wife from the restraints and kissed her, "Was it good?"

Rose rolled her eyes, "I didn't know I needed it so bad," She told him.

Rose put her arm around my waist and kissed me on the cheek, "That was very nice. I'm looking forward to more of it later on this evening," She said with a smile.

The three of us went down stairs and joined the party.

"Hey there you are. I thought you left or something," My friend Steve said.

"No, I was just upstairs checking out the game room," I said.

"This is an amazing house, isn't it?" He asked.

"Yes," I said, looking around the house, "It really is."

Steve put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Hey man, I sort of owe you an apology."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"That girl you were supposed to meet here, couldn't make it. I don't know why. She called Sherry on her cell and told her. Sherry said she was very apologetic about it," He said.

I smiled at my friend, "It's alright, I'm having a great time."

"Hey, there's plenty of great looking women here. Who knows, you might get together with one of them," He said, "Remember, if you do, you have to tell me all about it. I'm living vicariously through you my friend."

"We'll see what happens," I told him.

By one thirty, the last of the guests had left.

"Are you ready to pickup where we left off earlier?" Rose asked, playfully.

At that moment I couldn't think of anything that I wanted more.

"Yes indeed," I replied.

"Good," She said, taking my hand, "Let's gather up Stewart and go upstairs."

The three of us went upstairs to the master bedroom. Stewart and I sat on a leather couch in the corner of the room and watched, as Rose removed her clothes and dressed in a tiny leather outfit that left her ass and her breasts exposed.

Rose went back into the closet for a moment and emerged in six inch high heel shoes that matched her outfit perfectly.

"What do you think Stewart?" She asked as she slowly turned around to show us every side of her outfit.

"Beautiful as always," He said, with a smile.

Rose moved next to me and locked her eyes on mine, "What do you think Sheppard?"

"I like it," I responded.

She sat on my lap and put an arm around my shoulder, "I want to teach you a few things tonight, if you don't mind," She said, breathing her words into my ear, and accenting it by tracing her tongue around the outside of my ear.

My cock grew stiff instantly.

"Oh," She said, feeling my bulge, "I think that was a yes," She said playfully.

She stood up and opened the door to their play room. 

"Gentlemen, would you please join me?" She asked, in a sultry tone.

When we entered the room she pointed to the cabinet, "Let's take care of you first, Stewart."

Stewart walked over to the cabinet and opened its doors.

Rose walked slowly up to the cabinet and placed her hand on the inside of the door.

She ran her hand slowly down the smooth wood surface. Looking over to me, her eyes narrowing seductively, she asked, "You remember this, don't you Sheppard?"

"I do," I said, trying to keep my composure.

Rose reached into the cabinet and pulled out a leather collar, and looked at Stewart without speaking. He instantly knelt down in front of her.

Rose bent down and spoke softly into his ear, "Who do you belong to?" She asked.

"I belong to you Mistress," He replied, without looking at her.

Rose walked around behind him and bent down again, speaking softly into his other ear, "Who do you belong to?" She asked again.

"I belong to you mistress," He said. This time his voice was trembling.

Rose placed the collar around his neck and fastened it. She kissed him lightly on his cheek and then walked around to the front of him. 

"The collar is a symbol of ownership," She said to me, "When a sub wears your collar, it is the same as if she was your property.

Of course, it is only symbolic. Stewart and I gave ourselves to each other unconditionally several years ago."

She walked over to me and touched her finger to my lips, "I'm going to tell you a little secret, Sheppard," She said, "The Dominant is not the person in who is in control."

The surprise on my face must have been very evident.

Rose grinned, "A dominant cannot exist without their submissive. The act of submission is the more powerful act. 

How a submissive reacts to you will dictate what you do with them," She continued.

I stared at her for a moment, and then suddenly realized what she was saying. I looked over at Stewart, still kneeling next to the cabinet.

"He's calling the shots," I said.

"My husband is behaving himself very well tonight, although, I'm sure he wants very much to provoke me into using a whip on him. He's only behaving out of courtesy toward you."

"Me? Why," I asked.

Rose smiled at me, "He is behaving himself so that I'm able to give more of my attention to you. You are new to this, and it is only polite to allow you the opportunity to learn without distraction," She said.

She walked over and took a whip from the cabinet, then turned to her husband and stood with her pussy less than an inch from his face.

I saw Stewart breath in deeply. He leaned his face toward her, but was stopped. Rose held the handle of the whip against his forehead, preventing him from moving closer.

Less than an inch of air was all that separated his face from her pussy. His body was trembling.

"Can you smell it Stewart?" She asked, in a seductive voice.

"Yes mistress," He answered.

"Stewart likes to be teased," I thought to myself.

Rose bent down and looked her husband in the eyes, "If you like it now, just wait until after Sheppard is finished with me," She told him, with a smile.

She took the whip and lashed him across his back, and then turning to me she said,

"Time for us now."

She handed me the whip and explained, "First, you need to learn the language of the whip."

For several minutes she explained to me the many gestures and ways to use the whip.

I looked at the whip for a moment, squeezing the handle to get a feel for it.

Rose put her hand under my chin and lifted it so that I was looking directly into her eyes.

"Listen to me Sheppard, it's time for you to let go of all those things your mother taught you about being a good guy. You need to free yourself from all those rules that society has put on you. You're in a new world now, embrace it," Rose said to me.

She turned and bent over, placing her hands on the table. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, letting her words sink in for a moment.

I opened my eyes and focused on the image of Rose leaning against the table, her ass pointing at me in such an inviting fashion was truly a beautiful sight to me.

I could smell the faint musky aroma of her aroused pussy, it was intoxicating to me.

I stepped up beside her and fastened her hands in the cuffs that were attached at the end of the table. I then turned and went back to the cabinet and retrieved a leather collar and leash.

I saw her turn her head to see what I was doing. The look of surprise on her face was evident. I looked over at her husband and saw his trembling hand rubbing his crotch through his pants.

Rose began to pull at the bindings that held her firmly to the table. I walked up to her and placed my hand on the back of her head and stroked her hair softly.

I laid the collar and leash on the table in front of her.

"This must be yours," I said to her.

Her body began to tremble noticeably.

I ran my hand down her back slowly, savoring the feel of her beautiful body as I went. When my hand reached her ass I slowed down even more to let the level of anticipation build within her. I could feel her body trembling harder under my touch, as I continued down toward her pussy.

I brought my hand to a stop as it reached her pussy. I could feel how warm and moist it was from the outside.

Rose's body shook harder and she let out an involuntary moan.

"I'm enjoying this, how about you?" I asked her, somewhat jokingly.

She let out another moan.

I slipped a finger easily into her. Her pussy was warm and very wet inside. I used my index finger to massage her G spot, and my thumb to massage her clit at the same time.

"Oh, God," She shouted loudly. I could feel her knees grow weak for a moment.

I continued massaging her pussy until she dropped her head and pulled herself closer to the table. 

She began moaning loudly, "OH fuck, that feels..." Her words were cut short by her orgasm

As her orgasm peaked, her knees started to grow weaker. I hooked my free arm under her abdomen and held her up, while continuing to massage her pussy.

Rose lifted her head from the table and cried out, "Oh shit, I'm cumming," She said panting, "I'm cumming again."

I slowed my massaging of her pussy and after a few moments I pulled my hand from her pussy and put it in front of her face.

Without hesitation she began licking my fingers clean.

"Are you ready for it," I said, indicating the collar.

Rose caught her breath after a moment, and then turned her head to look at me. Her hair covered her face so I grabbed a handful of it and brushed it aside.

I looked at her without speaking again.

Rose looked into my eyes, "Yes sir," She replied.

I fastened the collar around her neck and slid a finger under it to check its tightness.

Next I attached the leash and tested it by pulling her head very close to mine. I studied the look on her face. 

I could smell a mixture of her perfume and he perspiration, combining with the smell of her pussy juices on her lips. It was the perfect expression of lust.

I pushed mu tongue against her cheek and licked her slowly, "You belong to me now," I told her.

I felt her body shake.

"All of you," I continued, as I ran the handle of the whip slowly down her back. When it reached her ass I flicked my wrist and gave her ass a slap with the handle of the whip.

Rose jumped, but I held her leash tightly, "Want some more of that?" I asked.

"Yes sir, please," She whimpered.

I flipped the handle of the whip in my hand and lashed her hard with it.

Rose moaned, and then turned her head and kissed me.

I lashed the whip two more times across her ass and enjoyed listening to her moan each time.

I pulled hard on her leash and kissed her hard, "You belong to me now," I told her, as I lashed her again. 

She laid her upper body against the table as I lashed her again.

"Up," I ordered.

Rose pushed herself off the table and looked at me, her eyes shining with passion.

"Time to explore the rest of you," I said to her, softly.

I unlaced the leather top she was wearing and let it drop to the floor. Then, I reached my hand under her, and ran it slowly across her belly. Her skin was soft and smooth, but I could feel her hard abdominal muscles hidden below the surface.

"You take good care of yourself," I commented.

"I work out two hours every day," She said proudly.




Sheppard's Seed Ch. 04



She jumped slightly from my touch, her breathing growing harder as I ran my hand down to her pubic area. I slipped my finger along her slit and felt it's wetness. I loved knowing that I would soon be inside of her.

I brought my finger up to my nose and inhaled her sent slowly.

"Do you like it?" She asked me in a sultry voice.

I put my finger into my mouth and licked her juices off.

"Please," She moaned, her legs quivering.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, "Please what?" I asked.

"Fuck me," She said.

I put my face against her hair and inhaled her scent deeply. I wanted to be inside of her too, but I knew it wasn't time for that yet, "You want me inside of you?" I teased. 

I wanted to build up her anticipation a little more.

"Rose pulled hard against her bindings, "Please, fuck me. Please, do it," She cried out.

I smiled at the thought of planting my seed into this beautiful woman, "Are you sure?" I teased her again.

Rose lifted her head and began kissing and sucking my neck feverishly, "Please... Please give it to me," She whined.

I grabbed her hair, pulled her head up to me and kissed her hard.

Rose returned my kiss, moaning loudly, with a lustful passion.

I pulled her hair to bring our lips apart, and walked around behind her. At that moment there was only one thing I wanted, and that was to be inside of this beautifully sensuous creature.

I pulled out my cock and quickly lined it up with her opening, rubbing it up and down her wet slit, then finally pushing the head against her hungry opening.

Rose was not prepared for what happened next. I slid the head of my cock into her opening and she immediately let out a gasp, "Oh my God, what are you putting in me?"

I pushed deeper into her, enjoying her surprise.

"Oh God," She moaned, "Shit, how big is that thing?" She turned her head to her husband, "Stewart?" She asked.

Stewart remained seated in his chair and grinned, "It's pretty big," He teased.

I knew she was not accustomed to someone my size. She felt very tight to me, even with the amount of lubrication she was making, her pussy squeezed hard on my cock.

I pulled almost all the way out of her.

"No, don't. Don't do that. Don't take it out," She cried out, sounding slightly panicked.

I pushed my cock back into her, but much deeper with each succeeding stroke. With only a few more strokes I was buried as deep into her as I could go.

Rose laid her head and chest down on the table. I could feel her legs trembling. With a few more strokes she exploded into an orgasm, that caused her whole body to convulse. 

Rose cried out with just a single word, "Yes!"

"It's time for you to take all of me," I told her.

"God damn, that thing is big," She cried out.

I began pumping my cock in and out of her in long strokes, increasing the force as I went.

Rose cried out with each stroke, her words became less intelligible each time. I could feel myself hitting bottom inside of her, but she never complained, nor asked me to go easier on her.

She started to speak again, but her words were cut short by another explosive climax that rocked her hard.

I felt the lubrication in her pussy increase dramatically with each orgasm.

I could feel myself quickly growing closer to my own climax, "It's coming Rose. I'm getting close," I said.

Rose turned her head back and looked at me, with a fierce look in her eyes, "Give it to me," She said, almost shouting, "Give it to me you bastard, breed me. Do it now."

"Breed her?" I thought to myself, "Does she mean what I think she does?" I wondered.

I was to close to my own orgasm to worry about what she said. I planted my cock as deep as I could and let loose a flood of my seed into her. The feeling of knowing I was filling her with my cum made my head swim with lust.

I pumped my cock into her harder, trying to drive it deeper into her.

Rose screamed and began pulling hard against her bindings, "Do it. Yes, do it. Give it all to me."

She pushed herself back against me and moved her ass slightly from side to side. I could feel my cock pump the last few drops of my seed into her.

"Don't pull out yet," She said, panting.

I grinned at her and said, "Don't worry. I'm not through with you yet."

I began pumping my cock in and out of her again. I could feel the mixture of her juices and my cum inside of her but her pussy still kept a vice like grip on my shaft.

"Oh God, yes. I love a man with stamina. Take me again. Give it all to me," She cried out.

I pounded at her pussy hard, without letting up. Rose descended into a flurry of orgasms that made her unable to speak any words. She was grunting and making sounds that I never heard a woman make before. She sounded like a woman possessed.

I let go with my second load without telling her, but she felt it anyway, and screamed loudly as I emptied my load into her again.

Her body began to convulse again, but this time it was for another reason. Rose was sobbing loudly.

"Rose?" I asked.

I started to feel panicked. I looked over at Stewart worried about what caused her to cry.

"It's OK," He said, "I'll explain later," He said reassuringly.

I started to pull out of her, but she stopped me.

"No!" She almost shouted, "Please," She said more calmly, "Leave it in. Just for a little while, OK? Please?" She sniffled.

I could never say no to a woman who was crying.

I eventually pulled out of her, and untied her from the table. Stewart made Rose a drink. I could see her hand trembling as she sipped it.

Later Stewart and Rose explained to me that Rose's crying was an good thing. It was an outburst of emotion caused by her finally, completely letting go of control. It's a rare event in the D/S lifestyle, but it's considered something special.

It was 3:30 AM and time for me to leave. 

"I think it's safe to say we'll all remember this night. You learned very quickly Sheppard. My wife is a great judge of talent," Stewart said as he shook my hand.

"Now that you've tried the lifestyle, what do you think," Rose asked me.

"I think I'm going to like it," I replied.

"I'm happy that you did. There are other people in the lifestyle that we would love for you to meet," Rose said with a smile.

"That sounds like fun," I said.

"If you're free next weekend, come over. We're having a few friends over and we can introduce you to them. I know you'll have a great time," Stewart said.

He handed me a card that had his and Roses phone numbers printed on it in gold embossed letters.

"I'll be here next week," I said.

Rose put her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately, "You'd better. I want some more of you," She said.

I smiled at her, then turned and walked away.

More to cum...



Sheppard's Seed Ch. 05



Part 5:

This is part five in the continuing series about Sheppard's evolution into the world of D/s.

*

I arrived at Stewart and Rose's house a little earlier than I expected. I saw several other cars parked near their house, so I assumed their little get together had already started. I walked up to the front door, but before I could knock, Rose opened it and greeted me with a very passionate kiss.

"I am so glad you came," She said, giving me another kiss.

"I told you I'd come," I said, somewhat surprised.

"I know but still, I'm glad you did," She said, as she wiped her lipstick off of my face.

I stood there on her doorstep and examined her closely. Her dress was elegant and reached down to her mid thigh. It was black of course, and it showed her exquisite shape nicely, but without being too obvious. The look on her face was somehow different from the way it was when we met for the first time, at that same doorstep a week earlier. She was still very beautiful, but somehow she was not quite as perfectly composed as before.

"Is everything OK?" I asked her.

Rose smiled brightly, "Everything is wonderful," She said, "I just have one request of you."

I was a little bit worried, knowing the type of woman Rose was, but nevertheless I would find it hard to say no to a woman like her.

"What can I do for you?" I asked, putting my hand under her chin and lifting her chin so that her eyes met mine.

"Make some time for me tonight?" She asked.

"I was hoping you'd ask," I replied.

I was pleased to find that she wanted more of me, and I would be more than happy to oblige her.

"Come on inside. I want you to meet some friends of ours," She said.

"Not yet," I said, pulling her close to me.

I kissed her one more time, then waited as she checked me again for lipstick, before going into the house with her on my arm.

"Everyone, this is Sheppard. He's new to the lifestyle," She announced.

Rose took me around and introduced me to a few of the people at the party. She introduced me to a man named Gary. He was a very friendly man, who seemed very anxious to have me meet his wife. Gary left, but quickly returned with his wife Nancy and introduced her to me.

Nancy was a tall slender woman with blond hair that reached to her shoulders. She had a nice figure that was nicely accented by small, but well shaped breasts.

Nancy smiled brightly when her husband introduced us, "I'm very glad to meet you Sheppard," She said.

I've heard that expression many times. People often say that, even though in reality they could care less. However in this case, she seemed genuinely glad to meet me.

"Thank you, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said. 

I wasn't sure how genuine I was being at the time, but it was certainly nice to meet such a pretty woman.

"Hello Sheppard, it's good to see you again," Stewart said, as he walked up to me and shook my hand.

I felt a little strange shaking his hand, considering I was just on his front porch, kissing his wife.

"Come, have a drink with me," he gestured to a bar in the corner of the room.

We went to the bar. I took a seat on a stool and Stewart went behind the bar and poured us drinks.

"Don't let all this overwhelm you Sheppard," He said, "You're new to this lifestyle, and I know from my own experience that sometimes it can be very overwhelming,"

He handed me my drink, "If you ever feel like you need any advice, feel free to come to either me or Rose. We'll be more than happy to help."

"Thank you," I said.

"Rose and I think of you as a friend, and we like to look out for our friends," He said.

I took a sip of my drink and thought about what Stewart had said to me. I did feel a little overwhelmed by all of this, and I still didn't know if it was something I wanted to do forever.

"Is it ready?" Stewart asked.

I looked behind me and saw Rose approaching, "It's all ready," She said with a smile.

Stewart looked at me, "Time for short training course," He said.

Rose extended her hand, "Come, there's something I want to show you," She said to me.

I took her hand and she led me upstairs to her bedroom, then into their playroom.

The center of the room was empty except for one table. This was not the table that I had Rose bound to one week earlier.

It was a short, flat, four foot long table made from stainless steel. A pair of leather wrist cuffs were attached at each end of the table. After looking at it, I was still not sure of its intended use. 

"Do you like it?" Rose asked.

"What is it for?" I asked.

"Stewart designed it for some of our friends. He's very good at making things," She said, looking back at me, "He's a very brilliant man," She added.

Rose reached under the table and pulled out two hoses, "Let me show you how to use this."

She reached under the table again and flipped a switch on. A soft humming sound came from under the table.

"It's really very easy. You turn it on and attach the suction cups to each nipple, like this," She said, attaching one to each of her nipples.

I grinned, "It looks like a milking machine," I said.

Rose turned the switch off and the cups detached themselves from her nipples.

"That's exactly what it is," She said, "But it's for milking a woman's breast."

"How does that work?" I asked out of curiosity.

"If a woman wishes to lactate, there are a few things she can do to stimulate the process," She explained.

Rose gave me a quick course on human lactation. I was surprised at how much she knew, considering she had never had any kids herself.

"Are you ready to try?" She asked.

I nodded my head yes.

"Oh, there's something else that I must tell you. That girl you met, Nancy, she's the cow. She's the woman that we'll be milking tonight. She and her husband have both been my subs for more than a year. He likes to be restrained and humiliated while someone else takes care of his wife. Would you like to be the one to have his wife tonight?"

I thought about it for two or three nanoseconds, "OK," I said.

Rose gave me a sexy smile, "OK then, just follow my lead and everyone will have a great time. After we're done with them, it'll be our turn," She said, blowing me a kiss.

Rose brought Gary and Nancy up to the playroom, with Stewart following closely behind them.

Rose took a whip out of her cabinet and used it to point Gary to a place on the wall that had wrist and ankle cuffs attached to it.

"Strip," she ordered.

Gary immediately removed all of his clothes and stood there, naked in front of all of us.

Nancy giggled at the sight.

"Down," Rose ordered, pointing her whip at Nancy.

Nancy immediately complied by kneeling down on the floor.

Rose instructed Stewart to fasten Garry's wrists and then his ankles into the cuffs mounted on the wall.

Rose walked over to me and gave me a sexy grin, "In the chair Stewart," She said without taking her eyes off me. She didn't even look to see if he obeyed her. She seemed to have no doubt that he would.

Other people filtered into the room, obviously knowing what was about to happen.

"Come here Nancy, there's something I want to show you," Rose said, still looking at me.

"I'm going to enjoy this," She said to me, with a wicked grin.

Nancy moved over to where we stood and then knelt next to Rose.

"Stand right here. I want Gary to have a good view of this," Rose instructed me.

"Now Nancy my dear, I want you to suck Sheppard's cock."

Nancy looked at her husband who was becoming aroused. Rose cracked the whip across Nancy's ass to punctuate her command.

Nancy moved up to me and busied herself with opening my zipper and pulling my cock out. She let out a gasp when she saw how big it was becoming in her hand. I heard sounds coming from some of the spectators who were standing behind me.

Rose looked at Gary and saw that he had an erection. 

Walking over to him, Rose said, "What are you doing? Do you think anyone wants to see that pathetic little thing?"

"Nancy, which do you like better, Sheppard's cock, or this little prick your husband has?" Rose asked, scowling at Gary.

"I like Sheppard's cock," She replied.

Rose lashed Garry's cock with her whip, "Your sweet little wife prefers a real man's cock over yours, what a big surprise," She said, in a sarcastic tone.

Rose turned to look at Nancy, just as she was putting my cock into her mouth.

"That's a good girl," Rose said to her.

Rose turned to Gary who still had an erection, "See that? Your wife is sucking his cock," She walked to the other side of him, "She won't suck your cock, will she?"

Gary struggled against his bonds, "No," he said, loudly.

"And tonight Sheppard is going to put his big cock into you're sweet little wife," Rose teased.

Nancy sucked my cock greedily. She knew Rose had granted her this favor and wanted to take full advantage of the opportunity.

Rose lashed Gary a few more times, then turned her attention to Nancy.

"Time for your milking," Rose said to her in a softer voice.

Nancy turned her head to look at Rose without removing my cock from her mouth.

"You said that you wanted this my dear, well tonight's the night your wish will come true," Rose said to her.

Nancy reluctantly pulled my cock from her mouth, started to get up, but bent down and engulfed my cock with her mouth one more time.

"I think she likes it," Rose said to me with a smile.

Rose glanced down at Nancy and flicked her whip across her ass.

Nancy got up and climbed on the table.

I fastened the restraints to her wrists and ankles then took a step back and looked her over. Nancy was on her knees and bent forward resting on her forearms. The table was just tall enough to house the milking machine below it, which made it the perfect height to enter Nancy from the rear. It also put her in a good position to accept a cock into her mouth.

"You were right about your husband. He is a genius," I said to Rose.

I looked over at Stewart and he nodded his head in acceptance of my compliment.

Rose walked over to me and spoke softly into my ear, "She needs to be milked, don't you think?"

"We'll see," I said.

I walked up to Nancy and softly placed my hand on her ass, and slowly ran it up her back.

"I want to examine her first," I said.

Rose watched as I ran my hand through Nancy's hair and then reached down to her mouth and inserted a finger into it. Without being told to do so, Nancy immediately began sucking on it.

"Good girl," I said, stroking her hair with my other hand.

I reached down and cupped her breast in one hand and placed my other hand behind her and inserted a finger into her pussy.

"Would you like me to milk you?" I asked her in a soothing tone.

"Yes sir," She replied eagerly.

"Do you have any milk to give me?" I asked.

"Yes sir, I think so," She responded.

I looked to Rose.

"She has produced some milk in the past few weeks, "Rose told me.

"Good, then let's see what she has for us tonight," I said as I switched on the machine, and reached for the suction cups.

I attached the suction cups to each of her nipples, and held them until the suction kept them in place.

Nancy let out a low moan as each cup was attached.

I examined each of her nipples through the clear plastic of the suction cups and saw a few small drops of milk begin to appear.

"She needs a little more stimulation," Rose said to me, with a grin.

The spectators in the room moved to get a better look at the milk dripping from Nancy's nipples.

I positioned myself behind her and began rubbing the head of my cock around the opening of her pussy. I could feel her juices generously lubricating her opening.

Nancy moaned again.

I lined my cock head up with the opening of her pussy and began pushing it into her. 

Nancy let out a yelp, and began panting hard.

"You've just moved up to the big leagues now my pet," Rose taunted.

Nancy moaned louder as I inched my cock deeper into her.

Rose bent down and looked at the milking machine. She noted that the one quart collection jar had a inch and a half of Nancy's milk in it already.

"See," She said to the other people in the room, "I told you he would make her produce.

I looked over at Rose. She had a mischievous grin on her face. I could tell that she was exactly where she wanted to be. She was enjoying being the grand orchestrator of this scene. She was like the ringmaster of a circus, standing in the center ring, holding her whip

I found the whole spectacle strangely amusing. I felt no shame or embarrassment in having sex with this woman whom I barely knew. It didn't even bother me that her husband sat a mere ten feet away, as I stretched his wife's pussy in order to accommodate my much larger cock.

Rose bent over and spoke to Nancy, "How do you feel?" She asked.

"I've never felt like this before," She said, panting and moaning, "I feel like I just lost my virginity."

"Does it feel good?" Rose asked.

"Oh God, yes, it feels like heaven," Nancy replied.

Rose turned her head and looked at Gary, "Does it feel better than your husband's dick?"

Nancy moaned louder, "Yes, God, it feels so good," She said.

"Why don't you tell your husband how it feels," Rose said to her.

Nancy let out a loud moan and looked at her husband, but her orgasm prevented her from speaking. I continued pumping my cock in and out of her while she rode out her climax.

"I think she likes Sheppard's cock," Rose told Gary.

The spectators in the room giggled.

"Oh God, that was good," Nancy said as she recovered, "Gary darling, why can't you make me feel like this?" She asked.

Gary pulled against his restraints, his arousal was obvious to everyone in the room.

Rose lashed him twice with the whip, "What do you think you're going to do?" Rose taunted him, "Do you think you're wife will let you have her, after she's had Sheppard? How pathetic," She continued, "You tried to get your wife pregnant, but couldn't get the job done. Isn't that true?" Rose asked.

"Pregnant?" I thought to myself. I thought back to the three women that I had already made pregnant, "Was I supposed to make Nancy pregnant tonight?" I wondered.

Rose walked over to me and embraced me from my side, and kissed my cheek, "Enjoying yourself?" She whispered softly into my ear.

"Not as much as I will with you later," I whispered back.

Rose looked at Nancy, and then swung a leg over her until she was straddling her and facing me, "That was the perfect answer," She told me.

Rose kissed me hard on the lips, her tongue probed deeply into my mouth. She grabbed my ass with both hands and began pulling it, making me fuck Nancy harder.

"Fuck her," She growled to me.

Rose pulled at me faster and harder, "Fuck her," She said, almost shouting.

I looked around the room, everyone's attention was focused like a laser on Rose and me.

Rose grabbed my head and pulled it to her, kissing me again. She was becoming very aroused and began rubbing her pussy against Nancy as I pumped my cock harder into her.

Nancy let out a scream as another climax hit her like a jack hammer.

Rose pulled my face close to hers, "Do you know why you're here tonight Sheppard?" She asked.

I didn't answer.

"You're here because I chose you to breed Nancy," She said as her climax overtook her.

Rose put her arms around my neck to hold on.

"Do it Sheppard. Breed her," She said, panting harder.

I could feel my climax approaching.

"Nancy, do you want Sheppard's seed?" Rose shouted without looking back.

"Yes, please. I want it so bad, Sheppard please!" Nancy said.

"Do it Sheppard. Give it to her," Rose said, sounding more desperate, "God damn it Sheppard, breed this bitch."

I felt my cock throb as the first squirt of my seed was shoot deep into Nancy.

"Oh yes! I can feel it," Nancy cried out, as my cock dumped the rest of it's load into her.

"God damn, Sheppard, you're getting her pregnant right now," Rose cried, as her body shook with another orgasm.

I heard one of the women who was watching us let out a yelp, I looked over at Gary, he had ejaculated, and some of it hit a woman who was standing near him. Nancy collapsed onto the table as another orgasm rocked her.

"Oh God," Rose said, "I've never cum from kissing a man who was fucking another woman at the time, that's got to be one for the record books," She said, as she held herself up next to me.

I put my arms around her and held her. My cock was still dripping cum into Nancy.

Rose and I spent the night in a guest room at her house. Stewart slept alone in his bed. Rose and had gentle, but passionate sex that night. Afterword, she lay next to me, she held her body against mine for a long time before speaking.

"Did you enjoy yourself tonight?" She asked.

"Which part, "I teased."

"Let's start with breeding Nancy," She said.

"Did she really want to get pregnant?" I asked.

"Yes, and I think there's a good chance you granted her wish tonight."

I felt a little like I'd been set up, but the scene with Rose and Nancy was so hot I couldn't have stopped if I'd wanted to.

"Why me?" I asked.

"I promised Nancy and Gary that I'd choose a first class stud for her," She told me.

I sat up in bed and looked at her, "They both wanted it?"

Rose smiled at me, "Of course they both did. I wouldn't have played match maker for them, if they both hadn't agreed on this up front. Do you remember when you were first introduced to Nancy this evening?"

"Yes, we were in the living room."

"She was brought to you, so she could say yes or no to you breeding her," Rose told me.

"So, what if she becomes pregnant?" I asked.

Rose pulled me back down to her, "Then everyone will have gotten what they wanted."

Rose held me close to her and sighed deeply, "I love being with you Sheppard," She said softly, "In some ways I feel like I can't get enough of you, but you frighten me at the same time."

"Frighten you? Why?" I asked. 

I was pretty sure what she meant by that, but I wanted her to say it anyway.

"I think I feel too much for you. I love Stewart very much, so I can't allow myself to become too attached to you. That would hurt him severely, and I couldn't do that to him," She said, sobbing slightly.

"So what does all this mean?" I asked, drawing her out more.

"It means that if sometime in the future I act a little distant or withdrawn from you, please don't take it personally."

I could feel her body tremble slightly. I slipped a finger into her wet slit and softly massaged her clit.

I whispered into her ear, "Are you in love with me?" I asked.

Rose began to sob more, tears streamed down her cheeks, "Yes," was all she said.

Two months later, Rose came to my apartment and told me she had good news. Nancy was pregnant and very happy about it. Rose took me into my bedroom and made love to me. Afterward, she held me next to her and told me that she too, was pregnant with my child.

"You did good Sheppard. I think you're a natural at it," Rose told me.

I just smiled to myself. I knew I still had a lot to learn, but I was pretty sure I was going to enjoy this new lifestyle.



Sheppard's Seed Ch. 06



This is part six in the Sheppard's seed series:

We are lions.

Life seems so much different now. Something has changed inside of me. I look at the people that I encounter during the course of my regular day, but now they don't seem the same to me as they did only a few months before.

Other people have noticed the change in me as well. Women in my office who rarely spoke to me before, are now trying their best to get my attention by openly flirting with me. I once found them very attractive but they wouldn't give me a second look. They had their sights set for men with money. Now I look at them now and wonder why I ever thought of them as desirable at all. They seem so inferior. 

I look at these women as lesser beasts, greedily clamoring for the scraps of life that fall off the table where their masters eat. They couldn't even stand in the same room as a woman like Rose.

I continue to attend the frequent gatherings that Rose and my new friends have. I realize now that they use these gatherings to satisfy their inner desire to be among their own kind. I now feel much more comfortable in their company than I do in the rest of the outside world.

When we gather I feel as if we were a pride of lions, just returned from a successful hunt. When we get together, we ignore the outside world and give our attentions only to each other.

"You seem distracted tonight," Rose said as she walked up to me.

I didn't reply right away, I was still thinking about the changes in my life. I looked a Rose. She was five months pregnant now and her belly was getting very large. I placed my hand on her belly and stroked it softly while remembering the night I planted my seed into her. She was as beautiful as ever. Her breasts were beginning to grow larger from her pregnancy, and her whole body seemed to give off a wonderful, healthy glow. In a pride of lions Rose would be a superior female.

"How are you tonight?" I asked her, still looking at her belly.

Rose looked down at her belly and placed her hands on each side of it, "I'm doing great. I'm getting excited about having our baby," She replied with a gorgeous smile.

"Is there anything you need?" I asked.

"Rose looked at me with a knowing grin and placed her hand on my cheek, "God Sheppard, you've become so much more than I imagined you would."

I saw tears in her eyes.

I took it as a compliment because I knew what she meant. Rose saw a potential in me, so she drew me into her world. Once I entered her world I grew beyond both our expectations. I don't know how it happened, but it did.

"Thank you," I said, "But is there anything you need, for you or our baby?" I asked, taking her back to my question.

"No, everything's just fine. Me, Stewart, and the baby are doing great," She reassured me.

Rose changed the subject, "I have someone I would like you to meet."

I already knew what that meant. There was another woman who wanted me to breed her. The look on my face must have betrayed my feelings.

"What's the matter Sheppard?" She asked.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about something you once told me, about us being like lions among sheep," I said.

"You're beginning to feel it, aren't you? You're feeling the chains that society has put on your masculinity, fall away. Your inner strength is beginning to assert itself," Rose said to me in almost a whisper.

She took my hand and kissed it, "Don't fight it Sheppard, let it happen."

"Why do you ask me to breed inferior females?" I asked.

Rose pulled herself close to me, "To keep us strong," She said in a serious tone.

Rose looked at me questioningly, "I think you're beginning to understand that what we ask of you is no trivial matter. That's it, isn't it?" 

She kissed me lightly.

I didn't reply, but I thought about the pride of lions again.

"You want something more don't you?" Rose asked.

"I can feel it, like a hunger inside of me. It's like I eat, but I can never get full. Does that make sense to you?" I asked.

Rose kissed me on the cheek, "Yes Sheppard, it makes perfect sense to me," She looked me in the eyes and said, "That's how I felt before I met Stewart."

"But why are you having my baby instead of his?" I asked.

"Because Stewart asked me to," She said.

This revelation confused me even more, "I thought it was your idea," I said.

"Stewart saw something in you. He knew that first night that you had a potential that was worth encouraging. He's very good at seeing into people. That's what he does for a living. He's a psychiatrist, and a very good one. He knew you would be a perfect match to me."

I looked at her rather puzzled still, "Selective breeding?" I asked, "That's what Stewart is doing?"

Rose grinned at me, "Do you remember what I told you that first night, about where the power came from?"

I thought for a moment before realizing what she meant. Power came from the sub, she told me.

I looked at her again, "Stewart" I said.

"Yes," She said, "He's been controlling events in order to bring you into our pride, as it were," She said, motioning toward the people mingling in the other room.

I shook my head in acknowledgment, "Now I understand," I told her, "Is Stewart also picking the women for me to breed?"

"Not entirely. He asks for my input about who I think would be appropriate. We respect each others opinion," She told me.

"He wants to grow and strengthen the pride," I said.

"You can think of it like that," She said, "Stewart looks out for the group. Just like you're feeling protective about me and the baby, he feels protective about all of us," Rose said.

"What about the women and their husbands? Do they get a choice about who breeds them?"

Rose laughed, "Of course they do. The women and their husbands both must to agree to it in advance. I only connect you with people who have requested it. They understand the importance of making the group stronger. The woman I want you to meet tonight has been waiting very patiently for her turn."

She took me into her arms and held me close. I could feel her belly pressing into mine, "I know this all must feel very strange to you. But in time, it will make perfect sense."

"I'm not confused by that, I get it. I'm surprised that I understand it, but I do. What I don't understand is why do I still feel so unfulfilled inside. What's missing?" I asked.

"A mate," She said flatly.

I didn't say anything in response. I wondered for a moment who she would recommend to me, or was she thinking of herself?

"Don't worry Sheppard you won't have to look for her, she'll find you. She'll find you when you least expect it," She said with a wink.

"Do you know something? Have you and Stewart got someone in mind for me?"

"No, we wouldn't meddle in things like that. It will be entirely between you and the woman you meet, whether you wish to become mates. Just be very careful about it Sheppard. Pay close attention to the chemistry between you and other women. People like us, tend to mate for life. If Stewart and I ever became separated, each of us would find it very difficult to go on living. People like us are different. Our connections to each other run much deeper than ordinary people," Rose put a hand on her belly, "Stewart and I love each other that deeply. Deep enough that I'm carrying your baby because he asked me too. That's how it feels to have a mate."

Rose kissed me again, "I'm talking about a much deeper commitment than the usual, I do and wear the ring thing."

"Yeah, I think I know what you mean," I said.

"Good, now come with me. I have someone I want you to meet.

Monica's smile captured me in an instant.

"I'm very pleased to meet you," She said, after Rose's introduction.

Monica stood five foot ten, with piercing green eyes. Her waist long, blond hair was gathered into a very precise French braid. She struck me as a woman who was always in control, and never lost her composure.

"You're very beautiful," I told her.

"Thank you," She replied.

I had a purpose in mind when I gave her that compliment. I wanted to see how she would react to it. Her head dipped, in a slightly submissive move, but her eyes never broke contact with mine. This told me that she possessed a great amount of self confidence. Her simple but polite response showed a great deal of style on her part.

"And look at you, you're so beautiful and radiant tonight," Monica said, turning to Rose.

Monica put her hand on Rose's enlarged belly, "God, I'm so jealous of you," She said.

"Well, tonight could be your nite," Rose said with a wink.

There was a movement to my left that caught my eye. I looked and saw a woman staring at me as she moved slowly through the crowd in the middle of the room. She was tall and slender, with raven black hair and intense blue eyes. The dark makeup around her eyes gave her a slightly menacing look.

I watched as she navigated the crowded room effortlessly, without ever taking her eyes off of me. Her stride was smooth and powerful, like a gymnast or perhaps even a tigress. I felt like I was in a trance as I watched her. All my senses were focused on her, it felt as if time was moving in slow motion. The woman reminded me of a predator stalking it's prey. The look in her eyes made me feel a little uneasy.

"Isn't that right Sheppard?" Rose's question snapped me out of my trance.

I looked at Rose, then back to the other room where the Raven haired woman had been but she was gone.

"Sheppard?" Rose asked.

I quickly refocused my attention to Rose and Monica, "Yes, I believe so," I replied, but I think I'll get a drink and step outside for some fresh air first," A thought came to my head, and I quickly added, "Monica, would you like to join me?"

"Great save," I thought to myself. I didn't want Monica to feel like I was rejecting her, or somehow not taking our upcoming liaison seriously.

"I would love to," She replied.

We got our drinks and went out to the back yard. I looked up at the starry night sky for a few moments before I spoke.

"I wanted to have a chance to get to know you better," I told her.

I think that's a great idea. What would you like to know?" Monica asked.

"Tell me what you think I should know," I said.

I was just stalling for time. I needed time to think about the things Rose told me.

Monica began talking, but I really didn't listen to any of it. Instead, I looked at her and wondered if I should give her a baby.

"If I gave you a baby, would you love it?" I asked, interrupting her.

Monica stopped and looked at me. Her eyes softened and her voice lowered as if she has just entered a church.

"With all my heart and soul," She replied, very sincerely.

"Where is your husband?" I asked her.

"I'm not married," She said, "If your concerns are about my ability to raise and support children, you need not worry. I run my own business and I have more than enough from an inheritance to give my children a very good life and a first class education." 

The tone of her voice showed a hint of annoyance with me.

"It's important to me," I told her, "That any children we make together will be loved and provided for. I don't mean to sound like I doubt your intentions or abilities, but still, I want to hear it from you."

Monica smiled at me in a way that told me she understood, "Rose was right about you. You are a good man."

She stepped up close and spoke softly to me, "I will be both loving and firm with any child I bear. I will raise them, protect them, and prepare them for life, as well as I possibly can."

The look in her eyes told me that her love for her children would be without limit.

"Sheppard," She said, kissing me lightly on the cheek, "Would you give me a baby? Or two, or three," She said playfully.

I grabbed her and kissed her hard. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled her body against mine, and passionately returned my kiss.

"I see you two are getting along well," Rose said, as she walked up to us.

Monica and I ended our kiss, but she continued to hold her body against mine, "I'm going to have a baby," She said, smiling brightly.

"You two look like you're more than ready, lets go up stairs and celebrate this moment properly," Rose said.

"I'm going up to get changed, I'll meet you up there," Monica said to me.

As Monica turned and left, Rose took me by the hand, "Are you OK Sheppard? You've been distracted all evening."

"I'm OK," I said.

"Still feeling that emptiness inside?" She asked.

"Yeah, a little," I replied.

"What do you think of Monica?" She asked.

I thought about her question for a moment. Was she trying to nudge me towards Monica for a possible mate?

"She seems an exceptional woman," I said.

"She seems perfect for having your children, but tell me, how do you feel about her?" Rose asked.

"I don't know yet. I need to get to know her better," I said.

Rose kissed my hand, "Let's go up and give her a baby," She said.

The play room was already filled with spectators. I saw Nancy and her husband standing to my right. Nancy's belly was greatly expanded from our baby growing within her. When I looked at her, she smiled.

"You should feel proud of your accomplishments," Rose whispered quietly into my ear.

"Why do they all want to watch?" I asked, looking at all the people in the room.

"It's time to loose those old inhibitions Sheppard. Be unashamed of what you do here," Rose looked away from me, "Look at Nancy, she is unashamed to carry your baby," She motioned to the door, "Look at Monica, she is unashamed to take your seed in front of them."

I turned to see Monica walking into the room, naked from head to toe.

"Isn't she beautiful," Rose asked.

Rose was right, Monica was indeed beautiful. I watched her as she walked confidently into the room and stood before me with her eyes fixed on mine. I could feel my cock growing as I stood there taking in the sight of this beautiful woman who wanted my seed.

Rose removed my shirt and tossed it on a chair, as I gazed at Monica.

"Rose just said that you are a beautiful woman, I said to her as I walked around behind her, "Do you think you are a beautiful woman?" I asked her in a low voice.

Monica stammered for a moment. It was the first time I saw even the slightest crack in her composure.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," She finally replied.

"I think you are very beautiful," I said, as I placed my hand on the back of her shoulder and ran it slowly down her back. Her skin was smooth and soft. I slid my hand down to her ass and rubbed it softly. I thought to myself, "I could enjoy having her as a regular thing."

I reached a hand around her waist and placed it on her firm belly, "Do you want a baby in there?" I asked.

I felt her body tremble slightly, "Yes," She replied.

I leaned in closer to her and slowly licked her neck, "Are you sure?" I said softly into her ear.

"Yes, please. I want your baby," She said, as her breathing increased noticeably.

I pulled her back to me and held her body against mine. The touch of her skin against mine was intoxicating to me. I slid my hand from her belly down to her pussy. Monica gasped as my finger slid effortlessly into her pussy. I reached up with my other hand and placed it arround her throat, holding her head back as I lightly kissed her neck.

I felt very powerful at that moment. I could feel a strange kind of energy coursing through me. It felt good. At that moment in time, Monica had completely surrendered to me. I love that feeling of possessing someone.

I looked up and saw the woman from before staring intently at me with her blue eyes. This time I didn't let her distract me from Monica. In an act of defiance, I ran my tongue from the base of Monica's neck, up to the underside of her jaw. Monica shuddered, as I held her exquisite body against mine. I continued massaging her pussy with my other hand as I licked her neck again.

"You will have my baby," I whispered into her ear."

Monica's whole body trembled as an orgasm hit her hard. 

I held her tight against me, as she cried out loudly, "Oh yes! Oh..."

I slid my hand up and cupped one of her breasts, "You will breast feed your children," I told her.

"Yes. Yes I will," She cried.

"I know you'll be a good mother," I said reassuringly, as I kissed her on her cheek.

Monica laid her head back against my chest and relaxed fully for the first time since I met her.

"On the table," I said to her as I kissed her cheek again.

Monica obediently got onto the table and lay on her back. This was not the milking table that facilitated Nancy's pregnancy. This was another of Stewart's inventions, a breeding table. It closely resembled a Gyno exam table, but it looked like it was built with a lot more comfort in mind. It had restraints built into the table, but I didn't think that they would be needed with Monica. She was very anxious to take my seed.

Monica opened her legs, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy to me for the first time. I slid my pants off, letting Monica see my cock for the first time. Monica's eyes opened wide at the sight of my hard, thick cock standing ready to penetrate her.

I saw her take a few deep breaths in an attempt to prepare herself for what was to come.

"Don't worry, just relax and enjoy yourself," I told her, as I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit.

Monica began moaning from the feelings of my cock at her opening. When I slid the head of my cock into her, she gasped, then held her breath for a long moment.

"You OK?" I asked, "Just relax and breath," I whispered to her.

"Oh Yes," She said relaxing a little, "I've never felt anything like this," She said.

I worked my cock deeper into her, watching her reaction as I slowly penetrated her tight pussy.

I slid my cock back out a few inches, and then continued to go deeper into her.

Monica began panting, and her body shook, "Oh yes!" She shouted as another orgasm washed over her, like a hot wave of pleasure.

I pumped my cock harder into her. I could feel it colliding with her cervix with each thrust.

"OH, God! " She cried, as another orgasm hit her shortly after the first.

Monica sat up on the table and grabbed me around the waist, pulling herself against me. She was moaning loudly and kissing my neck as I pumped her harder.

Monica climaxed again, biting my shoulder hard enough to draw blood. Screaming again, she slammed herself back hard onto the table.

I looked up and saw that strange woman looking at me again. She walked over to Rose and smiled as she put her hand on Rose's belly for a moment, before she turned to me. Her eyes locked onto mine. I don't exactly know what happened, but I began wondering if I should be giving Monica a baby. I slowed my thrusts into Monica as I pondered this.

"Hello Monica," My thoughts were interrupted by the woman's voice. It sounded strong and confident to me.

She had walked over to Monica and bent down to speak to her.

Monica looked at her, but could only manage to say, "Hi Deana."

Deana bent closer to her and kissed her on the lips. Monica returned her kiss as she continued to moan from the feelings that had taken control of her.

Deana pulled back from her kiss and spoke, "You're going to have a baby. I can feel it," She said placing her hand on Monica's belly.

Monica smiled. He face was flushed and small beads of perspiration formed on her forehead, "Thank you," She said.

Deana pinched one of Monica's nipples lightly between her fingers, "You'll be a great mom," She said to her.

Monica arched her back in pleasure at Deana's touch. Deana moved down and took Monica's erect nipple into her mouth and ran her tongue in circles around it.

Monica responded with a loud moan.

All that moment, I couldn't take my eyes off Deana. While she flicked her tongue across Monica's nipple, her eyes locked on to mine, holding me captive to their piercing stare.




Sheppard's Seed Ch. 06



I slowed my thrusts into Monica, almost stopping entirely.

A soft kiss on my shoulder snapped me out of my trance, only to find Deana standing to my side.

"Give it to her," She whispered to me, "She deserves it. She'll be a good mother. She's been waiting a long time for your baby," She said.

I picked up my pace a little.

Deana placed her head against mine and inhaled deeply. It was obvious she was very excited by watching me breed Monica, but here was something more. Deana ran her tongue along my neck and stopped to nibble lightly along the way. She looked at my shoulder where Monica had bitten me, "I can do a lot worse, if I'm in the proper mood," She said softly.

She licked some of the blood off of my shoulder and took it into her mouth. A smile grew slowly across her face, "Very good," She said.

I slowed down again, looking intently at her.

"Finish her," She said, forcefully, "Finish her now, or there's certain to be a fight between her and I."

I was startled by this. I looked at Monica and her face told me this was true.

Deana bit my earlobe and held it between her teeth, clamping down harder, "Give it to her," She hissed at me between her teeth.

Deana bit down harder on my ear. This triggered my climax, which sent a thick stream of my seed deep into Monica. I pressed the head of my cock against her cervix as I continued pumping more and more of my baby making goo into her anxious womb.

Deana held her grip on my ear until I finished depositing the last drop of my seed into Monica.

She let go of my ear and then licked the blood off before speaking, "What is your name?" She asked.

"Sheppard," I told her.

"You did well tonight, Sheppard," She said as she kissed my cheek.

I looked at Monica, she had a very pleased look on her face. She knew she was going to have my baby, and that's what she wanted. I turned again to Deana, but she was gone.



Sheppard's Seed Ch. 07



This is the seventh installment of the Sheppard's seed series:

Mating season.

*

Rose cleaned my wounds with alcohol wipes, "This is going to hurt," She said.

The pain registered somewhere deep in the recesses of my mind, but I was too preoccupied to acknowledge it.

"Don't worry, he's not feeling a thing," Stewart said, "His mind is on more important matters right now."

The gathering was over and everyone went home, everyone but me. I stayed because I needed to know more about Deana and Rose insisted on cleaning my wounds.

"How are you going to explain this to a doctor a week from now, when this has become infected? Hi doc, this is a bite from a woman," She said, pointing to the bite on my shoulder, "And this is from another woman, "Pointing to my ear, "What can I say, it was an interesting night."

"Who is she?" I asked, without looking at her.

Stewart laughed, "It's no use my dear, he's got the scent in his nostrils and he's not going to let it go," He said.

I looked at Rose, she bowed her head as she spoke, "I didn't invite her. I didn't know she was coming."

I looked at Stewart. The grin on his face told me that Deana's appearance was his doing. "Where is the power," I thought to myself.

Stewart was the man behind the curtain, pulling all the strings, then watching the drama play out before him.

"Who is she," I asked again, this time looking at Stewart.

"She's my sister," Rose said, finally.

"What was all of this about tonight? If she wanted me to breed her, then why did she disappear like that?" I asked.

"I don't think that's why she came here tonight," Stewart said.

"Then why," I asked.

I looked at Rose, but she wouldn't look back.

"If my guess is correct, she wants to mate with you," Stewart said.

"You mean, as in mate for life?" I asked.

"That's exactly what I mean. But I want you to consider this very carefully before you make any decisions. Deana is very different from any woman you've met here so far. She's the kind of girl who thinks bruises are foreplay, and drawing blood is a sign of good sex.

If you want to mate with her, you have to tame her. If you want to tame her, you'll need to take her down hard, then show her tenderness.

I know this seems counter intuitive, but trust me on this.

Another tip, don't ever lie to her. She used to be a very trusting person, but now, her trust in you will mean everything. Nothing else will weigh so heavily with her. You have to be someone she can place all of her faith and trust in.

The price of admission with her is high, and only you can decide if you are willing or even able to pay it. Just remember, with Deana, when you're in, you're in it for life," Stewart warned.

"How do you know all of this?" I asked, "Why does she have such a trust issue? She seems pretty independent to me?"

Stewart paused a moment as if he had to make a difficult admission, "Before I met Rose, I was with Deana. We weren't mated, but we had been together for a few years.

When I saw Rose, I instantly knew that she was the one I would spend the rest of my life with. Deana disappeared without a word. She was gone so quickly, I didn't have a chance to talk with her before she left, so you can see, her trust in you is a very important thing. It is also a very fragile thing with her. If you want to mate with her, you must build her trust in you, and never violate that trust."

"Why do you look so worried," I asked Rose.

"She doesn't want to loose you," Stewart said, "She's afraid that Deana will take you all for herself and not share you. Which is very likely."

"I don't understand any of this. Why me? Why do these women want to have babies from me?" I asked.

"Now you're delving into the murky science of evolutionary behavior. You see, a long time ago humans lived very much like our little tribe here does, except there were no husbands or wives, there were no rules telling us how we had to live or breed. People did what was best for the tribe as a whole, that insured the tribe would stay strong and grow, that's how humans and most animals are wired.

Back then men and women lived by their instincts, and women had very good instincts about which men to breed with, and which to avoid.

All these rules that we now learn as we grow up were invented by religious leaders a long time ago, who sought to eliminate from us any behavior that we shared with animals. 

They were men who thought they had to elevate mankind above all else. After all, if they were going to preach to us that we were created by a supreme being, then we had to believe we were placed here to be above everything else on the planet.

There is a common thread that weaves through every religion. In order to show devotion to ones maker, you must deny your true nature, by denying yourself the things you truly want.

I'm pretty sure Deana hasn't made her mind up about you yet. If she does decide she wants to mate with you, there are a few things that you should know.

She will want to mark you in some way. I'll warn you now that it will be painful. She will want to mark you in someway that is permanent, and I'm not talking about something as civilized as a tattoo. She will draw blood I promise you."

I left their home and returned to my apartment. I couldn't sleep. I could only lay there and think about Deana. The warnings that Stewart gave me did not concern me a bit. If the price of mating with her was pain, it would be a price I'd gladly pay, over and over if necessary.

I eventually closed my eyes to sleep, but somewhere during that slow decent something inside of me became instantly alert. As I lay there with my eyes closed, I smelled something. It was Deana and she was close. I remembered her scent from when she held her body against mine. Was it perfume? No, I thought. It was her own scent, something I'd never forget.

I opened my eyes slowly and in the dim light of my bedroom and I saw her kneeling next to my bed. Neither of us said a word, we just looked at each other for a long moment.

I reached out my hand to her, she looked at it for a moment, then slowly bent down and kissed it. I put my hand on her cheek and held it there a moment before motioning for her to join me in my bed.

Deana's eyes locked on mine as she slowly climbed into my bed while never taking her eyes off me.

I took her into my arms and pulled her body next to mine, savoring the feeling of it all. I kissed her softly on the lips, and then I put my nose against her skin, inhaling deeply, drawing in her scent.

I knew I had to proceed cautiously with her and allow trust to build between us.

I held her gently next to me as we both drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke it was still dark and Deana was gone. "What next," I wondered to myself.

As the weeks went by Deana would appear and disappear without warning, but always when I was sleeping. She never spoke a word to me, but I would feel her slide into my bed without a sound and move her body up against mine. She would kiss me softly, then turn her back to me and then drift off to sleep. 

I would rest my hand on her belly ans speak softly into her ear, "I love you."

I would take one last deep breath and drift off to sleep with her.

Deana and I continued this silent dance for several months, until one night I awoke with her standing over my bed.

"You need to go to Denver," She said.

My mind instantly snapped to attention, "Why?" I asked.

"Monica needs you," She replied.

"Why, what happened?" I asked, a little startled.

"She's having your baby and she needs you right now," Deana told me.

I sat up on my bed. I was wondering if Deana had decided that I should be with Monica after all.

"You have an hour and a half before the shuttle arrives to take you to the airport. I booked your flight already."

I stood and took her into my arms. I didn't want to loose her.

"Are you coming?" I asked.

"I'll be there tonight," She replied.

I looked at her, "You will be there, or you will meet me there, which will it be?" I asked her.

Deana started to speak, but then pushed me down on the bed with her on top of me, kissing me passionately. I grabbed her and rolled over on top of her. I wanted her, and I was going to have her.

Deana kicked a leg over and rolled us back, never letting our lips part for a long time.

She eventually pulled back from me, panting as she spoke, "Not now, you'll miss your flight."

She bent down and bit me hard on my shoulder. I winced in pain, but I welcomed it as a sign that she was not going to disappear on me.

Deana raised herself up and looked at me for a moment. I could see a little blood on her lips.

She bend down slowly and kissed me softly at first, but then her passion increased by the second until she broke away from me suddenly and stood up.

"Hurry and get ready. The shuttle will be here soon," She said.

I dressed and went to the bathroom. When I came out, she was gone.

It was raining in Denver and I didn't have an umbrella. When I arrived at the hospital I went straight up to Monica's room. 

On the flight to Denver I realized that it must be important to Deana for me to be there for Monica. I knew that they know each other, but I didn't know what kind of relationship, if any they had.

Monica was genuinely surprised to see me. The look in her eye told me she was a little relieved at the same time.

"How did you find me?" She asked.

"A friend of yours told me," I said with a smile.

"Sir, are you alright?" A nurse asked as she walked into the room.

"What?" I asked, a little irritated by her interruption.

"Your shoulder Sir, it's bleeding," The nurse said.

I looked at my shoulder, the blood from Deana's bite had soaked through my shirt.

"Now I know who told you," Monica giggled.

I looked at the nurse and said, "It's been an interesting day so far."

The nurse insisted that I remove my shirt so she could dress my wound, otherwise I would not be allowed to stay in the room with Monica.

I removed my shirt and tossed it aside. 

The nurse gasped, "Someone bit you," She exclaimed.

Then she saw a scar from an older bite on the same shoulder, "And there's another one," She said.

"That one's mine," Monica laughed.

I smiled at Monica, "I remember that one very well," I told her.

"You better, that's how I ended up here."

I saw the nurse blush.

"Deana said she would be here tonight," I said to Monica.

The nurse finished dressing my shoulder, but didn't leave. I turned my head and looked at her from out of the corner of my eye. 

The look was enough to let her know she should leave immediately. The nurse glanced down at her feet, then turned and quickly left.

I smiled as I watched her leave.

"Come here," Monica said, "There are some things I should tell you about Deana."

From Monica's hospital room I watched the sun setting over Denver. I held Monica's hand throughout her labor, as we talked into the early hours of the morning. At five thirty one AM, Monica delivered a beautiful seven and a half pound baby girl.

Monica surprised me with her strength. She endured her labor with ease and never complained about the pain.

At around six thirty I kissed her on the cheek and left her to get some sleep.

I was hungry, I hadn't had anything to eat since the breakfast they served on the plane, so I went to the hospital cafeteria for breakfast.

I looked up at the roof of the cafeteria, it was mostly a glass skylight. I could see it was raining again.

After breakfast I returned to Monica's room and found Deana sitting next to Monica's bed, watching her sleep.

When Deana saw me she got up and led me out of the room.

"I saw her baby, she's beautiful," She told me.

"Where were you last night? You said you would be there last night," I asked.

I was a little bothered by her absence while Monica was in labor. Monica told me that she and Deana were very close friends since they were children. 

Monica never said it, but I knew she wanted Deana to be there.

Deana didn't reply.

I took a deep breath before I spoke, "Look, I know trust is important to you, but you need to understand that it's just as important to me. I need to know I can trust you too."

My head was spinning from her scent overwhelming my senses, but I pushed on. 

I placed my hands on her shoulders and looked directly into her eyes, "I love you... I love you very much," I said.

My body began to tremble.

"Is everything OK here?"

A security guard saw us and must have thought we were having a fight. Deana and I both turned our heads and gave him a hard stare. We both were irritated by his intrusion.

The security guard immediately turned and walked away without a word.

Deana and I looked back to each other. I felt drunk with my feelings for her.

I shrugged off the feelings and looked back into her eyes, "I want you to be with me," I said.

I cleared my throat then spoke again, "I want you to be with me forever," I said.

Deana spun me around hard and pushed me against the wall, kissing me hard before pulling away and running down the hall.

I looked at the nurses standing nearby, their mouths agape from what they just saw. I just smiled and said, "She's crazy about me."

I pursued her up the stairs toward the roof of the hospital. As soon as I went out on the roof she appeared on my side and round kicked me to my midsection. The blow bent me over for a moment.

I felt anger boil up inside, but along with it came an even more powerful desire to mate with her.

I stood up just before another kick came at me. I blocked it and spun her around, grabbing her hair.

I pulled her against me and held her there, just looking at her, as the rain poured down on us both.

Deana looked away from me, so I shook her, "Look at me," I said roughly.

She tried to knee me in the groin but I blocked her and pulled her tighter to me. 

I drew her face close to mine, "I love you," I said to her softly.

Her eye makeup was running. I couldn't tell for certain but I think she was crying.

"I need to know Deana. I need to know if you love me too," I told her.

Deana looked at me for a long moment then reached up and kissed me hard. I pulled her back by her hair, "I need to know. I need to hear it from you," I said.

Deana spun and swept my legs out from under me and mounted me. I looked up at her but she just stared at me.

I waited and watched the rain water drip from the ends of her hair as she looked down at me. It was the first that I noticed that we were both soaking wet.

None of that mattered now. I wanted her answer, and I wasn't going to let her go until I got it from her,"Tell me," I said to her.

Deana reached down and unzipped my pants, pulling me out in one quick move.

"Deana," I shouted.

She lowered her face to mine and spoke softly, "Yes, I love you," She said in a trembling voice.

I pulled her to me and kissed her gently. After a moment, Deana sat up straight and slid herself down onto my cock.

"Yes," she said, her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment as the sensation of my cock filling her took hold of her.

After a long moment she looked at me again, "I want to be your mate," She paused and lowered her face close to mine, "For life," She said, softly.

I slammed my cock as deep as I could into her. Deana gasped, and then her whole body went rigid.

"Oh yes!" She said. Her eyes looked like those of an animal who was ready to make a kill.

I slammed my cock into her again. This time she tried to speak but her orgasm made her whole body shake uncontrollably. The best she could do was make a loud growling sound.

Deana rode me for several minutes before having a second climax. She screamed loudly for a long moment as her body shook.

Her screams must of certainly alerted everyone in the cafeteria, because when I looked around I discovered that we were laying on the glass roof of the cafeteria.

Deana rode me harder until I released a thick torrent of my seed, deep into her. Deana had another orgasm when she felt me cum inside of her.

She collapsed on top of me and kissed me hard, while continuing to move her hips to keep the feelings going. After several more minutes she finally stopped.

"Will you give me a baby?" She asked, out of breath.

"I may have just given you one," I said.

"No, it's not my time," She replied, "But when it's time?"

I kissed her lightly on her lips, "Yes," I told her.

"Are you sure about this," She asked, playfully.

"Absolutely and without reservation," I told her.

Deana thought for a moment, "You'll still give Monica more babies, won't you?"

"What?" I asked.

"She'll want more babies after this first one is about a year old. You should do it for her, she'll be a great mother to them. It's alright with me if you do."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," I told her.

As we lay there listening to the rain fall all around us, I thought about Stewart. It seems that in spite of what Rose told me, his hand had been in this from the beginning. 

I had to hand it to him, he managed it all like a master. He knew that if I knocked up a few of the women in the group, that I would find it hard to leave.

He put Monica in my path because he knew that when I got her pregnant, it would draw Deana out from wherever she was hiding.

Deana was protective of Monica and she would want to know who I was. This was Stewart's way of forcing Deana and I to cross paths.

I suppose I should feel a little angry about being manipulated by Stewart, but as I lay there with Deana in my arms, and with Monica and my baby, three floors below us, I could only think of how grateful I am for what he did.

The relationship between Deana and I was, as Rose told me it would be. Deana has a very forceful nature. I would never consider crushing that under the boot of strict domination. Because I love her, I happily allow Deana the freedom to be what she is, and the look in her eyes when I pull her body next to mine tells me everything I want to know, she is mine, heart and soul.

Deana and I moved to Denver and bought a house. The five of us, Me; Deana; Monica; my lovely daughter; and the child that Deana is now carrying, are living happily together in our home.