Fertility Clinic
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Dr. Masters sat in his big padded leather swivel chair at his big polished walnut desk. A clipboard lay in his lap, and he looked over the pages, studying the applications and reports. He would consign most of them to the staff, but a few he would personally check out. Like this one, he thought, looking at one of the applications. Hmm, Shellie Wright, twenty-four years of age, married, auburn hair, green eyes, five foot six, hundred and twenty-five; husband found to be sterile; wants a baby, not by artificial means but by natural; income—sufficient; health—both psychological and physical—good.
Yes, I think I need to check this one out, he thought.
Shellie Wright sat in the waiting room of the Masters Fertility and Reproductive Center. She was sure of what she wanted to do: be naturally inseminated and have a baby. Since her husband was sterile and she didn't want artificial insemination, it was best to be naturally inseminated. She could deal with it. It was better anyway to be naturally inseminated—natural was better all the way around. Her husband wouldn't know—he would assume she would be inseminated by artificial means, and she didn't see why she should tell him. And they could afford it too—no problem with that. The main thing, though, was that she wanted to make sure that the inseminator would sign over an agreement, that he would relinquish all rights to the child, and would not be considered a parent. The looks of the inseminator, his physical makeup? Well, she would prefer that he be halfway attractive anyway and not have any disabilities, but that was not a rigid requirement. The main thing was that he be able to inseminate her and make her pregnant.
Dr. Masters entered the waiting room and checked out the woman sitting there.
Umm—my god yeah, he thought. She looks like Nicole Kidman. This is going to be fun. Um umm.
"Mrs. Wright, I'm Dr. Masters. Do you have any questions?"
"Yes, Doctor, I need to know that the inseminator relinquishes all rights."
"Oh, yes, of course, Mrs. Wright. The inseminator has no authority or rights for claiming parentage. He will of course sign an agreement to that effect. Now, you are perfectly clear on this, aren't you? That this will be a natural insemination—not artificial."
"Yes, I'm clear about that. I'm wondering about your success rate, and any guarantee."
"Our success rate is ninety-nine percent, and the guarantee is this: We charge you one flat rate—a one-time payment. That's all you will pay. If, by some very small chance, you do not get pregnant, we refund your payment. We will have sessions until we successfully inseminate you. There should be no problem whatsoever with that, as you are by all accounts quite healthy, able and willing to be inseminated. I foresee no problems. There is absolutely no reason why we cannot inseminate you and make you pregnant, and give you a healthy baby. Now, any more questions?"
"No, I don't believe so," she replied.
"Okay, if you're ready, we can begin. Just follow me."
He led her down the hall to a door.
"Oh, just one thing more, Doctor. The inseminator, the donor—who will he be?"
"Me," the doctor replied. "I will be your inseminator."
"Fine," she said. Well, that's okay, she thought. He's not bad looking and he's husky and stout.
He opened the door and they entered a soft-lighted well-decorated room with a plush long wide sofa and a big-screen TV.
"Please, sit on the sofa, Mrs. Wright," he said. He poured her a glass of wine and sat with her on the sofa. He clicked the TV on and a film began showing—a very erotic film.
His cock began growing, getting stiff and hard. He looked over at her. She was voluptuous. Damn, but she looks like Nicole Kidman, or Jessica Simpson, he thought.
She watched the film and was growing aroused by it.
Might as well get this started, he thought. I'm ready for it, and she is too.
He reached over and slid her skirt up and pulled her panties down and scooted her body down on the sofa. He unbuckled his pants, slid them down and moved over atop her. He clutched her ass and moved his crotch up on her pussy.
He dug his hard dick up her pussy, jamming it in.
"Ohh—ahh—umm," she groaned as he dug it up her cunt.
He thrust it all the way up her pussy, and then pulled back a few inches and thrust it up again. "Umm yeah—ahh yes," he hissed.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him and humped her cunt up, and he began fucking her good and strong and solidly.
"Ooh—ahh—oh god—unh—ahh," she cooed as he pumped her pussy.
"Ahh—fuck baby fuck," he rasped.
"Ah yeah—unh yes," she replied. "Oh ah, yes!"
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