The Breeding Center

When Interracial Couples Cannot Conceive On Their Own, We Can Help

Throughout the years, my wife and I had known several interracial couples, married and unmarried, who were not having any luck having children, mostly due to the man having a low sperm count. Artificial insemination had become so expense, it was out of the economic range for most couples. We decided that a pretty cool way to provide a needed service, and make a few dollars, was to provide a way for these women to become impregnated, interracially, and for these couples to have babies.

Of course, this service could only be provided to couples who were both in agreement as to what they wanted and the knowledge that they would have their child, but the biological father would not the male in the couple. We put together an air tight contract for both to sign to make sure.

The process was really pretty simple. We provide fertility medicines for the couple and, a month before their scheduled appointment, the woman would stop taking any birth control they were on and start taking the fertility medicine. For their scheduled appointment, the woman would be housed at our breeding center, which was really a small converted motel, for a minimum of a ten days, or longer if it took longer for the woman to get pregnant. After pregnancy is confirmed, the woman goes home and the couple has their baby. We did also provide for the woman to stay with us until she had her baby, if the couple desired, but that rarely happened.

Our, more important part, of the agreement was that we provided the males to impregnate the women. We recruited those men for their physical characteristics and history of baby-making if there was any. For black men, we sought men with the blackest complexion, for whites and orientals, those with no already mixed genes. In short, the purest of the pure. The men were paid a nominal fee and, more importantly, agreed to wear a chastity cage for two weeks prior to them servicing one of our clients; we do that to ensure the inseminations involved massive amounts of stored sperm. Most of the men found that part pretty exciting.

Lastly, after arrival at the breeding center and preparatory to the women getting inseminated, we provided a pubic hair laser removal service. While not mandatory, we strongly recommend it for two reasons. First, pubic hair can contaminate the sperm entering the woman and decrease the chances of success. And, second, without pubic hair, the woman's clitoris is exposed and constantly aroused, increasing her "horny" level and making it more likely that she will conceive. Pubic hair removal did add four days to the process. On the first two, laser hair removal is done four times; once in the morning and once in the afternoon of the first two days. The third and fourth days are allowed for the woman's pubic area to heal up; lots of time sitting, watching TV, with iced towels on her crotch. After that, even wearing a tight pair of panties put the woman in a constant state of arousal.

So, for this session, we had five women. Three white, one Black, and one oriental. Except for the Black woman, the insemination was to be done by Black males and, for the Black woman, by a white man.

The women all arrived and got settled into their rooms. We "Door-Dashed" them dinner in, and everyone got ready for day one. The laser hair removal people were scheduled to arrive at 9:00 AM the next day to get started. The only instructions for the clients was that they were to remove all of their clothing and plan on staying nude for the entire 10 days. All five said they understood and seemed happy to be there.

The next day started off OK, or so I thought. The laser hair removal people had set up their recliners in the meeting room and I was in my office working when my wife came in. She said one of the white women, Alicia, had arrived in the meeting room, dressed, and was saying she did not want her pubic hair removed. The other woman had arrived undressed and the laser hair removal was in progress on them.

"Ask Alicia to come see me", was all I said.

Alicia came into my office. She was a smallish blonde girl, maybe 105 pounds or so, very pretty, but very lean. I had looked up her record on the computer; she was only 19 years old and the mate of a 22 year old Black man from Detroit.

"Hi", I said. "Have a seat". She nervously sat down.

"So, what's wrong?"

She was nervous, I could tell, so I continued. "If you don't talk to me, we can't work this out. Are you afraid?"

She nodded, so I continued. "What are you afraid of? Having your pubic hair removed or having a baby?"

She said, "having a baby. I'm so little and I don't know if I can do it. I don't want to disappoint Demitrios."

I smiled at her. "Sweetheart, thousands of women have babies every day. Woman smaller than you and they do just fine. You're not going to disappoint your man because you're going to do this and start your happy family with him."

"You have to understand something about responsibility though. You and Dimitrios were both thoroughly counseled and signed agreements that this is what you want to do. Now that you're here, you have to do what you're told to do because everything is on a schedule. For example, we only have the pubic hair removal people for two days. If you or anyone doesn't follow the schedule, things get delayed. Do you understand?"

She nodded.

"Now, we're going to get you back on schedule and, because you hesitated to be responsible, you're going to get a reminder not to do that again. Understand?"

"Yes sir"

"Alright. You and the other ladies were told to arrive at the meeting room this morning nude. Did the other girls do that?"

"Yes"

"So, time to get your clothes off. Stand up and get naked."

She stood up and removed her jean shorts and tank top, leaving only her panties on. Then, she removed the panties. She was very thin and nearly flat chested. That was OK though. Her breasts would fill in nicely as her milk dropped in a few months. She had a very hairy pubic area, but that was going to get corrected shortly.

"Come here."

She came over to me.

"This is what's going to happen to you every time you don't do what you're told. Do you understand?"

She nodded.

I flipped her over my knee and began hand spanking her - hard. She lay still for the first few, but then began squirming and kicking as the tears arrived. After a solid five minutes of hand spanking, I reached in my desk drawer, retrieved a Racquet paddle, and administered twenty hard swats. On each swat, bubbles of flesh popped though the holes in the paddle, resulting in bruises that would last long after the sting of the paddle had otherwise died away. By the time I was done with her, she was crying hysterically. I knew she would not forget what had happened for a very long time.

When she had calmed down, I took her by the hand and we went back to the meeting room; she was holding her other hand over her cherry red butt as we walked. When the other women and laser technicians saw her, some looked shocked and others just smiled. I asked the laser removal people where they wanted her and they pointed to an empty couch. I sat her down on the couch and said, "Now, all you have to do is what you're told. OK?" Then, I kissed her on the forehead.

She nodded and a small smile appeared on her lips. As I walked away, all I heard was the laser removal tech saying, "OK sweetheart, spread your legs real wide for me."

Day Three

The women were all sitting in recliners in the meeting room watching TV. Each had their legs spread wide and a cooling towel on their pubic area to reduce the swelling from the laser treatments. They were now all permanently hairless and the effect of not having a buffer over their clitoris was showing. Some had started squirming in their chairs due to a constant state of arousal. I was pleased to see that Alicia was one of those. She, and the others, were showing the happiness of constant sexual need.

"So ladies. Tomorrow starts the main event. Is everyone ready?"

There were nods and other salacious comments indicating that they sure were ready to get something besides their fingers in their pussies. They had all gone at least four days without a man.

"As you know, when you had your physicals, your birth canals were all measured to determine the diameter and depth. What I can tell you, knowing the dimensions of the men we have selected for you, is that you're all in for a good stretching; breaking-in if you will. Don't be afraid when you have your first encounter. None of them is bigger than a baby's shoulders and that's how big you're going to need to be to have your baby, so the breaking-in is actually good for you. Someone will be with you for your first sex, so you won't be alone.

Here's how it will go. Every day for the next five days, you will be inseminated, three times a day, by a different man. He will be a man of the right color, but will be a different man to ensure you receive the biggest possible dose of sperm each time. After each insemination, your knees will be pulled up towards your breasts and held there for ten minutes to give those little swimmers time to do their job. Then, you'll rest, waiting for your next insemination. You'll be allowed to use the bathroom, if you need to, but no showering or douching until the five days are over. Any questions?"

There were none, so I left. I girls put in their dinner orders, food was brought in, and they were left to rest and relax.

Just before I left, Alicia asked me if I would be with her tomorrow and said that she was still scared. I told her I would.

Day Four

The girls were in a great mood this morning. Breakfast had come and gone and now it was time for each to meet the first male who would inseminate them. I was in Alicia's room with her; we were chatting about how much she wanted to have her baby when her first "bull" came in.

He was an imposing Black man; probably 6"3" or more, wearing only tight shorts. You could tell from his bulge that his meat was impressive; probably 9 or 10 inches long and large in diameter. Alicia snuggled up against me and shook some when she saw him; she was concerned and it showed.

He introduced himself as Carl, came to her, took her by the hand, and led her over to the bed. It was important that the inseminations happened fairly quickly as each girl would be inseminated three times a day and spacing out the encounters was important for full effectiveness.

When he pulled his shorts off, he was indeed impressive. His cock was about 10 inches long, coal black, uncut, at least 2-1/2 inches in diameter, and hard as a steel rod. He was going to have no trouble getting into Alicia; the question was her ability to take it.

Carl laid Alicia down, spread her legs wide and laid his head on her thigh. Then, he began slowly licking her hairless pussy. Alicia reacted almost immediately and, after four or five minutes, her hips were bucking widely as moans escaped her lips. She was in heat, she was ready, and it showed.

He lined up on her body, lined up his cock with her soaked pussy, and began easing into her. She cried out, almost as if she was a virgin. I took her hand and she squeezed it tightly as more and more blackness disappeared into her body. When about half way in, he backed out until his cock was almost completely out of her; then, pushed in again. This time, his coal Black balls came in contact with her sweet white ass.

For the next couple of strokes, Alicia held onto my hand. Then, she released it and threw her arms around his neck. Her hips began thrusting to meet his strokes and she wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind his back. Her brain was no longer controlling her body; her pussy was and it was in heat.

It only took about twenty strokes for him to stiffen, grunt, and flood her womb with potent sperm. When he did, Alicia's eyes rolled back in their sockets and she began shivering as constant orgasms ripped through her body. He laid down on her, letting his cock plug her pussy to keep the sperm from escaping.

Carl softened gradually and his cock slipped out of Alicia's pussy. When it did, she began leaking sperm everywhere. She was still orgasming with little squirts coming out of her pussy as she orgasmed and whimpered, "More, please more." But, that wasn't the procedure. I told Carl to put his dick in her mouth, which he did, to help keep her orgasming. He held her knees up against her tits for about ten minutes to let her cervix marinate in sperm; then he got up and left. She had more inseminations for that day and each one had to be allowed to do its work inside her womb.

Later that day, five very satisfied females laid in their recliners watching TV, waiting for their next session. There wasn't an unhappy face in the crowd. The only smell in the room was sex.

Four months later.

We kept track of the women who came through out center and all were successfully pregnant. I noted that our Black female was even pregnant with twins. Everything had worked as we planned and we were getting ready for our next group.

Life is good.