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   Baby Maker by Darius Thornhill

   I awoke with my arms round two different pairs of shoulders.  The two
naked blondes lay one either side of me, their heads spilling long fine
golden hair over my chest.  Their breathing was shallow and regular as they
slept.  Their sleepy inactive hands rested on my cock and balls.  Two pairs
of firm young breasts nestled against my body and two warm cunts pressed
themselves against my thighs.  The girls were identical twins and the
previous night, well most of the previous night actually, I'd fucked them
both, at least three times each, using all my technique and training to
fill their fertile young bodies with my Class A sperm.

   I'd arrived around eight o'clock the previous evening.  Their mother had
answered the door, smiling and welcoming me in.  The two girls stood behind
her, giggling and nudging each other at my nakedness but also looking a
little nervous.  They were nude except for the circlet of flowers in their
hair and their little white deflowering panties.  Behind them stood the
guests, all female, most of them mother's themselves.  I recognised a quite
a few of them.

   The girls' mother introduced me to them and I immediately forgot which
was which as they were perfectly identical.  They were about 5' 4" tall
with golden blonde hair falling over their bare shoulders and naked
breasts. Their proud little breasts fell to slim waists curved nicely
outwards to ripe hips that were outlined by the thin side straps and tied
bows of the panties.  Further down between their thighs tiny triangles of
translucent white material covered their smooth hairless mounds.  Their
mother urged them to turn full circle so I could see all their bodies.  She
was obviously very proud of them.  And wouldn't any mother be?  Her two
daughters were about to be lose their virginity and have their first babies
started - a major event in any family.

   To a murmur of approving comments and a few cries of joy from the guests
the girls lifted their arms above their heads and turned full circle so I
could really appreciate just how ready they where.  Their hips swelled just
perfectly into their pert little bottoms and the connoisseur in me
appreciated that she'd held off until they were really ready - nubile and
fecund.  It's hard having to say `no' to a desperate mother when her thin
hipped daughter is standing there scared to death, hiding her small tits
under crossed arms and obviously not yet mature enough for intercourse and
babies.  But you can't blame them.  The pressure is everywhere to get them
started as soon as possible.  But these two were the best I'd seen in ages.
I knew this would be fun for me and I could show them just how much fun
iarting round their mum and taking my arms, rubbing their breasts against
my sides as they did so.  Their mother apologized and called them to stop
being so eager as they dragged me off to the bedroom.  She tried to keep
them under control and to think of their guests but it was a loosing
battle. She apologised to her guests and asked her sister-mother to look
after the guests while we went to the bedroom.

   The bedroom was perfect; large and warm with a big circular bed in the
middle and surrounded my mirrors.  Their mum had invested in some special
silk deflowering sheets.  Classy stuff, they must have cost a bundle.  She
really did care for those girls.

   Now normally if there are two at one time I'll take the older one first
and then the younger so I can give my full attention to each girl.  But
these two wanted to be deflowered together.  They did everything together
apparently and wanted to be with each other when their special time came. I
had no objections.  I'm not one of those guys who sticks to the rules.  Not
the type that just bends them over and fills their cunts before getting
back home to some scruffy little pre-fab out in the subs.  OK, I know
they'd be just as pregnant if I did, but there is such a thing as customer
satisfaction, not to mention that it's more satisfying for me to do the job
properly.  If you have to do something you might as well do it well and
enjoy your self too.  So I take my time and if the girls want something a
little different, like two together I do my best to accommodate them and
help them to enjoy it.

   I made a few adjustments to the lighting while the mother asked if it
was OK if she stayed to watch.  I told her it was up to the girls.  They
were fine with that so I asked her to sit in a comfortable chair and try
not to distract them.  So we were all ready.

   I asked the girls to join me on the bed.  We knelt facing each other
while I took them through the short ceremony.  Really this was just a way
of relaxing them but also to make sure they were ready and willing to go
through with their deflowering.  They were both very ready and very willing
so I moved to the next stage.  I asked them to kneel facing me with their
legs slightly apart.  They looked serious now they knew the actual
deflowering was about to happen.  I asked them to close their eyes and just
let themselves relax.  I stroked their heads and shoulders as I explained
that I'd be using my penis to penetrate them and place fertile sperm inside
their vaginas and that would start the babies off.  I explained that I
would be very gentle and it wouldn't hurt at all and that they would almost
certainly enjoy it and that they'd wake up tomorrow with their first
beautiful babies starting to develop.  They both nodded keenly, they
already knew all this stuff from their pre-def lessons but I think the
ceremony is important and helps make it all special and memorable for them.


   As I was talking to them my hands moved down to their breasts and I
gently circled them playing over their nipples to judge if they were
relaxed and enjoying it.  My cock started to grow as the soft weight of
their breasts massaged my palms.  Both pairs of nipples were firm under my
touch showing they were ready for my hands to reach down, take their hands
and place them on my cock.  I showed them how to stroke it gently telling
them that would make it fully erect and ready to impregnate them.  Once
they'd got used to that and my cock was growing harder by the second I told
them I was going to remove their panties and that they should keep them
safe to remember this special time.

   I gently pulled the little bows and two thin wisps of lacy material fell
away revealing perfectly smooth hairless mounds.  Gently I stroked each
little pussy noticing with satisfaction that there were hints of wetness
between their thighs.  These girls were ready and their bodies were
confirming that fact.  I eased my hand between their legs and slipped a
finger between their wet pussy lips.  They both jumped and squeezed my cock
harder as the tip of my fingers found their clitorises and made little
circles in the wetness for a good few minutes.  Now little moans escaped
them and I judged the time right to ease my finger further down between
their thighs until I felt two identically perfect little wells of warmth.
Now I asked them if they were ready to make their very first baby and they
both nodded.  I don't think they trusted themselves to speak.

   Now the standard technique for two girls is to place one face down on
the bed and the other face down on top of her so you can access them both
at once.  But I thought that these two would appreciate a different way. 
So I asked one to lie on her back and slipped a pillow under her firm young
cheeks lifting her up.  Now I asked the other to lay face down on top of
her so their two neat little vaginas were exposed to me only a few inches
apart.  I knelt forward and used my hard cock to rub between their legs
from one pussy up to the other and back down again.  Each time I passed one
of their tight holes I'd ease the very tip of my cock in a little and then
dip it into the other one immediately afterwards.  They didn't know if I
was pressing against them or just inside them.  That's the art of it you
see.  This way they would never know who'd been first to be penetrated
because as soon as I was an inch into one tight little entrance I was just
as far into the other.

   Slowly, with increasing firmness I penetrated them more and more deeply
in turn as they became wetter and wetter.  After a few minutes of this
exquisite torture I found they were relaxed enough for full penetration. 
Now they were moving against me and each other and I saw to my delight they
were holding each other's hands and kissing each other.  They did love each
other these two.  It was a real pleasure to be deflowering and impregnating
them.  I could see their mother reflected in a mirror.  Her thighs were
apart and her hand was buried in her knickers as she watched her daughters
lose their virginity.

   Now I was fully penetrating each in turn building a steady rhythm going
from one to the other in rapid succession.  My cock felt beautiful
resistance and their tight pussies sucked and squeezed eager for my
impregnating sperm.  I felt them start to have their first orgasms and had
to hold their hips firmly to keep them in place while I fucked first one
virgin cunt and then the other.  My balls were ready to have their first
attempt at making these two eager young ladies pregnant so I let my sperm
laden semen spray over their vaginas before using my fingers to push some
inside both of them at the same time.  Then, to make sure, I thrust my cock
deep into each of them and ejaculated again deep inside their waiting
bodies.  I came again twice giving each of them a healthy load of my
fertile sperm as they both came again and again.  Their almost continuous
orgasms wore the poor girls out and even continued after I finally pulled
my long thick cock out for the last time using it to titillate their
clitorises for a few moments to let them know I had finished for the time
being.  They kept coming, instinctively squirming their little bottoms in
an enticing movement.  In the end I just held their little pussies in the
palms of my hands feeling their virginal spasms and aftershocks, listening
to their little cries and groans as they twitched and quivered.  When it
was over I gently separated them and lay between them pulling each towards
me so they were secure and comfortable and in contact with the man who had
just taken their virginity and helped them start the transition from girls
to women.

   Twice more that night the girls cried out their joy as I emptied my
balls into them.  I know I probably didn't need to.  I was sure I'd already
done my job.  Even as they slept my babies were almost certainly starting
their long journey into the world and nine month's later the girls would be
happy mums themselves, but like, I said; I enjoy my work.  And it is
important after all.  How else are we to maintain the birth rate?  I mean
the survival of the colony is at stake.  How were we to know that out here
light-years from Earth this new type of radiation would emasculate most of
the men making them incapable of reproduction?  Sure they could work and
have erections but they couldn't grow the colony and we needed more bodies
to survive and grow.

   So you could say I was one of the lucky few.  One of the very small
number of men who were immune to the effects of the radiation.  Over the
years we had adapted our society to cope.  When we first started the Colony
Growth Team, there'd been all sorts of trouble with jealousy and some
pretty nasty incidents when a husband's frustrations boiled over and we
lost a few good men.  Fertile men we really couldn't afford to lose.

   Men and women no longer shared houses or lived as couples although they
did meet for social and sexual recreation but it didn't result in children
and I think the women just didn't enjoy it so much if they knew there was
not chance of becoming pregnant.  Now the mothers preferred to protect
their future and their children's future by keeping the men away from their
homes.

   And the women had found their own way to protect their daughters too. 
The little ceremonies, the special sexy clothes and the Deflowering Parties
they gave.

   You can see, as I lay on the bed that following morning, why I was
contented.  The two girls slept happily by my side and I watched with some
deep satisfaction as their cute bellies rose and fell with their breathing.
I could imagine them in a few months time with a baby or even two making
their bellies big and sexy.

   Eventually they woke and stretched and looked at me with sleepy smiles.
They kissed me and asked me if they really were pregnant.  I assured them
they would know for certain in a few weeks and that if they weren't I'd be
back again until we were.

   Then their mum came in and they all hugged and there were a few tears.
Then she smiled at them rubbed their little bellies, patted their bottoms
and shooed them off to shower and get dressed.

   And that was that.

   Apart from the envelope she pushed into my hand as I left.  She kissed
my cheek and whispered "That's just a little thank-you for being so good
with my girls.  They really like you and you made it very special for
them."

   The hover taxi skimmed low over the vast arid plain back towards home
and a bed.  I opened the envelope; a healthy credit and a slip of paper. 
The paper had her private vid-line number and a little note telling me the
girls were out late every five-day evening visiting their sister-mother.

   The mothers I meet are usually in their late twenties and some of them
can be pretty demanding let me tell you.  They say you never forget your
first time and it seems to me that's true.  If a woman wants to dress up in
her floral circlet and her deflowering panties and have her `virginity'
taken all over again why not?  Call it a perk of the job and if they want
their bellies filled with my babies it's my duty isn't it?

   I go home exhausted sometimes.  It is a hell of a job let me tell you,
but someone really does have to do it if we are to survive on this bloody
planet.
   Darius Thornhill 2006 /~DariusThornhill