Chapter 4: Sandy
The library was a different world from the stark, sterile environment of Dr. Helen's office. The scent of old books and fresh coffee filled the air, a comforting contrast to the chemical tang that had become my new normal. The hum of conversation and the soft rustle of pages turning echoed through the vast space, creating an atmosphere that was both invigorating and soothing. I loved this place, always had. It was a sanctuary, a temple to knowledge and curiosity. And today, it was a hunting ground.
I could smell them, the ripe, fertile women hidden among the stacks. My senses were heightened, my body attuned to the subtle scents that whispered of ovulation and desire. I inhaled deeply, my nostrils flaring as I caught a whiff of something sweet and musky. It was intoxicating, a siren's song that called to me, promising pleasure and progeny. I followed the scent, my heart pounding in my chest as I wove through the sprawling shelves of the library.
I turned a corner and there she was, the source of the irresistible aroma.
A woman, lost in a book, her fingers caressing the spine like it was a lover's neck. She was seated at a small table, her long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders and hiding her face from view. As I approached, I caught a glimpse of the book's cover, and a slow smile spread across my face. It was a novel I had written, under a pseudonym, of course. An erotic story that had set pulses racing and ignited countless fantasies. I recognized the cover art, the provocative pose of the woman, the bold, cursive title: "Here cums the bride".
"kind of a tacky title don't you think?" I teased enjoying seeing the realization that she had been caught with her guilty pleasure but hiding it was my pleasure too. Writing was only a hobby but it was a good outlet for my erotic energies before the medication made me bold.
The woman looked up, surprise and embarrassment flashing across her face as she realized she'd been caught. Her cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, and she quickly closed the book, hiding it from view. "I-I can explain," she stammered, her eyes darting between the book and my face.
"no need, I understand some people are into that smutty trash." I say challenging her interest.
"well you're right the title is tacky. But the story and characters are very compelling. I won't pretend my interest is academic, it is smut but hardly trash. The author has talent. The ability to create vivid characters and an engaging story that captivates the reader, while also providing a good dose of sex and eroticism. It's hints at a complex mind." She finish thoughtfully.
"have you gotten to the good part?"
I could see the flicker of uncertainty in hers, the subtle shift in her scent as her body registered the change in my demeanor. But I also saw the spark, the challenge in her eyes. She was no shrinking violet, this Sandy. She was a woman who knew her own mind, who wasn't afraid to speak it. And I couldn't help but be drawn to her.
"So, you like the characters huh? I suppose a good cast can make even smut compelling." I say hoping to prompt her to
open up more.
She nodded slowly, her eyes locked onto mine. "Yeah, that's a fair point. But it's not just the characters. The author has a way of making you feel like you're right there in the scene, like you're experiencing it all firsthand. It's... intense." She admitted, her voice a little breathier than before.
I leaned in closer, my voice low and intimate. "Intense, huh? Just wait till the bachelorette party. It'll knock your socks off... Maybe your panties too." I said, my eyes never leaving hers.
She laughed softly, "I just got to that part and your not kidding... Wait, you've read this book?" She asked smiling, as she realized I had been teasing her all along.
"not for a while, I've been pretty busy with class, but I gave it a few read threws last year." I dissembled not quite ready to reveal I was the author, but I underestimated her deductive reasoning.
"last year huh? Funny you say that since it was a new release last week. There is only a couple way you could read it last year. Ether you work for the publisher which wouldn't make sense because it's not located here or... Your the author.
I saw the realization dawn on her face, her eyes widening in surprise as she put the pieces together. "You're the author, aren't you?"
I grinned, unable to deny the truth any longer. "Guilty as charged. But I write under a pseudonym, so I'd appreciate you keep that under your hat. Writing erotica isn't exactly the most prestigious endeavor."
She laughed softly, shaking her head in disbelief. "Wow, I can't believe I'm sitting here with the author of one of my favorite books. And it's not just erotica. I mean it's got a strong erotic element woven through out but there so much more to it. You say it's smut but it's so... Romantic! I feel like I'm falling in love with the male lead and I can't help but identify with the main character which is really complimentary because you made her such a wonderful combination strong and vulnerable. Any girl can see herself in this and I will make her feel better about herself."
Sandy continued, her cheeks flushed with enthusiasm. "I mean, yes, it's erotic, but it's also about love, and self-discovery, and finding your place in the world."
I smiled, watching her passionately defend my work. She was right, of course. I'd written the book with the intention of exploring complex themes and emotions, not just titillation. But it was still thrilling to hear her praise it so fervently.
"So you like the male lead huh? I tend to base my characters on real peoples so the person I based him on will be quite flattered to hear you appreciate his character.
And would you believe that character is actually quite shy in real life? Sandy's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? But he's so confident and charismatic in the book. I can't imagine him being shy in real life."
I chuckled, leaning back in my chair. "well, he's not as shy as he used to be. I mean he's talking about his book with a beautiful girl right now." I say, pausing to let the implication sink in.
Sandy's eyes searched mine, her brow furrowing as she tried to decipher my meaning. "What do you mean? You're not... talking about yourself, are you?"
I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a low whisper. "I am. I wrote that character to explore the duality of my own personality. The public face I show the world, and the private self that I keep hidden away. Admittedly, the character is more the private me but I've been bringing him into public more lately."
Sandy's eyes widened slightly, her breath hitching as she processed this new information. "You mean you're like him...?" A slow grin creeps across her face, "surely you exaggerated some... Physical attributes?" Sandy asked her eyes flicking suggestively to my waist.
"you're welcome to put me to the test..." I raise and eyebrow and borrow a line from my story that leads into the books climax, "are you woman enough?"
I challenged, my voice laced with a wicked amusement.
Sandy laughed, throwing her head back, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. "Oh, James, you're a confident, aren't you?" She teased, her eyes sparkling with playful defiance. "But I like that. You're not afraid to put yourself out there."
I chuckled, leaning back in my chair, my eyes never leaving hers. "Not anymore. I used to a lot more timid but I've been feeling a bit more bold in going after what I want lately." I said, letting my gaze linger on her lips before meeting her eyes again.
"A bit of courage can be the difference between wondering 'what if' and getting laid so I'm glad you found yours so I could meet Nathan the exotic dancer from your story. though we may wish to avoid the unplanned pregnancy that happened in chapter 20."
"Your a smart girl so I won't lie to you. I have a bit of a breeding fetish. are you willing to roll those dice?" I said, chancing honesty for a change.
Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't flinch or recoil. Instead, she seemed to be processing the information, her gaze turning inward as she thought. After a moment, she looked up at me, her expression serious.
"You're not kidding, are you?" she asked, her voice soft but steady.
I shook my head. "No, I'm not. It's... a new... development. But I'm not going to lie to you about it. I think you deserve to know."
She leaned back in her chair, her fingers drumming on the table as she considered my words. It's a hell of a commitment... I usually just don't bring things up and let the guy decide if he's going to wrap up, pull out or leave me with a surprise. I've been lucky so far but I have a feeling my luck has run out today." She grinned seeing my surprise, "What? You think only guys can be into a bit of primal risk taking?" she said, her voice almost challenging.
"Wow, you're supprisingly chill for a girl that's about to be carrying a stangers baby."
"well, it's not like the odds are 100%. besides you're not a total stranger. I mean I've read you. you might have a primal instict but at the end of the day your a romantic and a good man, unless this whole character is a lie. you should be more concerned about having a baby with a girl you don't even know the name of. it's Sandy by the way."
"I huffed, something was creeping past my need to impregnate and it was starting to piss me off but for some reason I couldn't lie to Sandy, "the me in the story isn't a lie, but I guess there is a complicating factor. I am in a medical trial for a fertility drug. It makes me a bit driven. you'll be the fourth girl in 2 days and yes the odds are 100% I can sense if a girl is fertile and my swimmers don't miss. it would probably be wise for you to run as far and as fast as you can because I it's taking every ounce of my control to no just push you against the stacks and fuck a baby into you. and no I haven't planned on taking responsibility for my children. I tried with one but I don't think she wants anything to do with me now..."
Sandy's eyes widened in surprise, her breathing hitching as she digested my confession. She stared at me for a moment, her mind racing with all the new information she had just learned. I could see the conflict playing out in her expression, the war between her primal instincts and her rational mind.
"Wow," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "That's... a lot to take in."
I nodded, running a hand through my hair, feeling a strange mixture of relief and trepidation. I had wanted to be honest with her, but now that I was, I wasn't sure how she would react.
"so, you just breed any girl that smells ripe?" she asked her voice more curious than concerned, "what if their not into the idea?"
"none have been. I've done some questionable things. things that blur the lines but they all were willing to do the deed though the supprise at the end has elicited some chioce words." I said honestly.
Sandy laughed, "I can imagine. girls our age tend to be a bit reluctant to have their lives up ended just cause a guy needs to empty his balls. do you feel any remorse?" she asked trying to take my full measure.
"I did at first but the last one... hell I loved rubbing it in her face. you're right, a heart I am a romantic, but this medication seems to amplify our attributes. hell sometimes I almost feel sadistic. all I know is there will be a lot of girls carrying my children and that number will grow every day as long as I can find fertile women."
"that is an interesting challenge. finding fertile girls that you can seduce will still maintaining variety to keep it interesting and having good avenues of approach so they don't see those predatory eyes your starring at me with. an interesting challenge indeed..." she pause turning thoughtful, "I have to say your story is almost as interesting as the stories you write. I would love to see where it goes. tell you what, if you're will to keep me around I think I might want to team up with you for your little breeding game." she said with a devilish grin I wasn't prepared for.
"I never considered having a partner... you should know what your getting into. I'll lie, cheat and pull any dirty trick possible to plant my seed, but if your cool with that... all that's left is the initiation." no sooner had I said the words then I smelled her arousal peak and I knew she was on board.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the rare collections room. The library was nearly empty this late in the day, and the room was a secluded sanctuary, filled with ancient books and dusty artifacts. Sandy pulled me into a dark corner, her eyes locked onto mine, a mix of excitement and determination burning in their depths. Before I could say a word, she pressed her body against mine, her hands exploring my chest, my back, my ass. She was hungry, insatiable, and I couldn't help but mirror her fervor. I lifted her up, my hands cupping her supple cheeks, my fingers digging into her soft skin. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her skirt riding up to reveal the lace of her panties. I could feel the heat radiating from her core, and I knew she was ready.
Her breath was ragged, her body writhing against mine as she moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "Fuck, you're huge," she gasped, her hand fumbling with my zipper. She tugged at it, struggling to free me, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "I need to feel it," she panted, her eyes gleaming with lust and challenge. Finally, with a triumphant yank, she pulled down my pants, freeing my throbbing cock. She groaned as she wrapped her hand around it, her fingers unable able to circle its girth. I was proud of my size, but this was the first time I'd had a girl react to it like this. It was intoxicating.
"Shit James, you weren't exaggerating in the story, in fact I think you might be bigger than you said Nathan was." she whispered, her eyes locked onto mine as she began to stroke me.
"You're not gonna break me, are you?" she asked, her voice breathy and eager, but with a hint of fear. I grinned, my cock throbbing in her hand, as I grabbed her ass and lifted her up. "Not if you can handle it, Sandy." I growled, my voice low and husky with desire. Her eyes widened in surprise for a moment, but then she smiled, her hands tightening on my shoulders as she wrapped her legs around my waist. "Show me what you've got, James," she challenged, her voice laced with lust and anticipation.
I backed her up against the wall, the ancient books and dusty artifacts forgotten as I focused all my attention on the woman in my arms. I could feel her heat, her wetness, as she ground herself against me, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
I didn't waste any more time. I was hard, aching, and ready to fuck her senseless. I grabbed her by the hips, holding her firmly in place as I lined myself up with her entrance. I could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. I could smell her arousal, her desire, and it drove me fucking wild.
"You ready for this, Sandy?" I could see the anticipation and fear in her eyes, but I also saw the challenge, the defiance. She was ready, alright.
Her eyes met mine, and I saw the raw, primal hunger in them. She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as she arched her hips, begging for entry. I didn't make her wait. I thrust into her, my cock filling her to the hilt in one powerful stroke. She cried out, her nails digging into my shoulders as her body adjusted to the intrusion.
"Fuck, you're tight," I groaned, my hips already moving, my cock sliding in and out of her with fierce determination. She was a perfect fit, her pussy clamping down on me like a vice, her wet heat driving me insane.
I pulled out slowly, just enough to tease her, her eyes wide with shock and pleasure. "You okay?" I panted, my voice gravelly with need.
She nodded, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yeah... I'm good... I just... I just need a moment to adjust."
I chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Fuck, Sandy. You're so fucking tight. It's going to be a challenge not to blow my load right now."
She laughed, a breathless sound that turned into a moan as I slid back in, my hips moving in slow, deliberate thrusts. "go ahead, fucking fill me. I'm your partner now. I'm sure we will have plenty of opportunities to enjoy it later. for now, I just crave the thrill of knowing you intend to breed me and won't stop till you have."
She said, her voice breathy and eager.
I grinned, my hips moving faster, my cock slamming into her with more force. "That's right, baby. I'm gonna fill you up so deep you'll feel me in your fucking throat."
She moaned, her head falling back against the wall, as she panted. "Promises, promises. I better have cum leaking from my ears when your done."
I obliged, my hips moving like a piston, my cock pounding into her with brutal force. Sandy's body shook with each impact, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
I could feel her pussy clutching at my cock, her body milking me for everything I had. I was so fucking close, my balls drawn up tight against my body, my cock throbbing with the need to spill itself into her. But I held back, wanting to draw this out as long as possible. I wanted to make her come undone, to fuck her until she was nothing more than a mass of quivering flesh and pleasure.
I leaned down, my lips finding hers, my tongue plunging into her mouth as I claimed her. Our kiss was fierce, our tongues clashing and dancing as I ravaged her mouth.
Her taste was intoxicating, a mix of coffee and sweetness that drove me wild. I could feel her body responding to mine, her hips meeting my thrusts with increasing urgency. Her breath hitched as I nipped at her lower lip, her nails digging into my back as she held on for dear life.
"this is it sandy! Are you ready to be a mother? I... can't hold it any longer!
You're gonna make me cum, James! Don't stop! Breed me! Please, fuck me, breed me, make me yours!" Sandy's words tumbled out in a breathless, desperate plea, her body writhing against mine, her hips meeting my thrusts with wild, desperate abandon. Her muscles clenched around me, her pussy tightening and releasing in a rhythm that matched my own, driving me closer and closer to the edge.
The sound of her begging, the feel of her body, the scent of her arousal—it all pushed me over the edge. I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust into her one last time, my cock buried deep inside her as I felt my orgasm rip through me. I could feel my balls tightening, my cock throbbing as I released a torrent of cum into her, filling her to the brim.
My body shook with the force of my orgasm, waves of pleasure coursing through me, leaving me breathless and dizzy. Sandy's body convulsed around me, her pussy milking every last drop from my cock as she came undone beneath me.
"Fuck, James!" she cried out, her nails digging deeper into my back as she rode out her own orgasm. Her body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she clung to me, her eyes locked onto mine until she finally collapsed against me.
"please don't pull out. Not yet I don't want any of you to leak out...wait are you still pumping cum into me?" Sandy asked slightly shocked.
"yeah, the longer I'm on the Fertility drug the more I can cum. I even have control over how much I cum usually though you got me a bit hotter than usual so... Much more and you'd look like an inflated hentai girl." I said half teasing yet half serious.
"oh my god that's so hot!
I knew you were a fantasy but I never thought you'd be that... potent. I didn't even know it was possible for a man to cum that much." she admitted slightly out of breath.
"I'm on some advanced fertility medication that's caused some... unexpected side effects." I said with a shrug still panting.
"Yeah, I bet. I think the whole library heard us so maybe we should... try to be a little more discreet next time. Still, I'll up the stakes a bit. I'll serve up girl on a silver platter if you promise to inflate me once you can cum that much." She said flatly.
Shit, you're not even joking are you? You actually want me to fill you like a water balloon. Sandy you might be more breeding crazy than I am."
I said, my eyebrow raised in disbelief.
"What can I say, I'm a curious girl. Besides, I like a good challenge. And I have to admit, the thought of being filled to the point of bursting is... exciting." She said, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
I chuckled, shaking my head in amazement. "You're something else, Sandy. I'll make you a deal. You help me find fertile women, and I'll make sure you're the first girl ever to experience real cumflation. Until then... Want to get dinner? I kind of have to eat a lot when I cum that much, it's not like my balls violate thermodynamics."
"Thermodynamics? James, what's your major? I mean I know your a writer but most English majors don't know thermodynamics from their own ass. Nathan, was a business student with prospect but that doesn't seem to fit you." Sandy said once again masterfully seeing right through me.
"damn your good. Your right, business school wasn't for me. I started out there but shifted to physics and education. I'd like to teach physics in high school."
"commendable, but you might want to change majors. I'll feed you all the dumb sluts you want but I'm not sure we want you around a bunch of horny high school girls. Even I have limits."
"fair point. Good to think about that now. I get a bit of clarity after I breed and I can see the issue, still the clinical trial should end on it's own well before that becomes an issue. No I think college girls will be quite adequate though more mature women also have their allure."
"I know a couple cougars you might enjoy." She said adjusting her skirt. "but first we should eat."