Put Out To Stud Bundle
Sylvia Redmond
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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Table of Contents
Put Out to Stud
Put Out to Stud 2
Put Out to Stud 3
Put Out to Stud
Sylva Redmond
Chapter 1
It was the same old college kids’s story: I needed money.
It hadn’t always been that way. I had started college on a full ride with an athletic scholarship. As long as I was playing basketball everything was fine. Then I tore my ACL. Funny things happen when you get injured on an athletic scholarship. And by funny I mean the school will end up pulling your scholarship and leaving you screwed.
Luckily I was in my last year, and I am not your typical dumb jock. I am a business finance major and looking at making the dean’s list for my final two semesters. The only thing that could mess me up was a pesky thing called bills. I was starting to run low on my financial reserves and a job bussing tables just wasn’t going to do it.
I did what a lot of enterprising kids of the electronic age do – I went to the internet. I knew there was a solution there that would be far more lucrative and require far less work than the stuff my bonehead teammates had been doing.
I originally looked at the male escort ads. I knew I could do well because I had an athlete’s body and one other physical attribute of particular interest to the discerning female. But male escorts made, what, like $100 – $200 an hour? That still sounded like grunt work to me, I know guys that are bartending and making that in a night.
And then it came to me. Not far from the personals ads was the ‘Looking to Adopt’ section – advertisement after advertisement of couples looking to adopt children. What piqued my interest was on the same page were advertisements for fertility testing for couples trying to conceive. I had read that both adopting and artificial insemination options could both cost $5,000 to $10,000 dollars, maybe more.
I had always wondered what about the couples who didn’t have that kind of money? What happened to the couples with an infertile man who can’t afford to adopt or do an expensive artificial insemination treatment? That’s when it hit me: I could provide a special service to these couples to the tune of $1000 a pop. Low cost insemination for the couple on a budget, I was going to put by business finance teaching to the test.
Chapter 2
Natural Insemination Consultant for Hire
- Servicing Couples with Infertile Male Partners
- Division I Basketball Player available for natural insemination services
- Business Finance Major with a 3.8 Grade Point Average
- Transcripts, Blood Work and Fertility Test Results available upon request
- Discreet Business Contract Arrangement
I knew I was fertile – I had knocked up one of my first girlfriends before learning the art of male birth control, and she and I had only done it twice before she was pregnant. In the interest of proper business practice, however, I needed to have myself tested.
I got a complete blood test and a sperm fertility test done and added copies of that to my portfolio. I then had a friend in law school draw up a legal document that I could use as a contract. My terms were simple. First, I would provide the service up to 3 times for couples trying to conceive during the height of the female’s cycle. If she did not conceive after the 3rd time then the contract was complete. Second, in the event of successful insemination I absolutely had no responsibility whatsoever and the child was the sole heir and responsibility of the client.
No implied guarantees, no responsibility post insemination, fee required upon contract signing and non-refundable.
I took my advertisement out in the ‘Services for Offer’ section fully expecting to draw no responses and having to resort to the job section the following week looking for a busboy job.
I paid for the advertisement thinking I was throwing away good money. Between the money already spent on testing and my advertisement I was down close to $100. I didn’t tell any of my friends for fear of being laughed at.
And I got 6 replies the first day – by the end of the first week I had 14 replies in total. 14 interested couples looking for services. It happened so quickly I hadn’t thought of a secondary screening questionnaire. I replied to each with a quote and responded to interested parties on a first come, first served basis.
Chapter 3
Bob and Donna were my first two clients. I could tell as soon as I entered their neighborhood that they were probably my target demographic, or at least on the bottom edge of my target demographic. Bob was definitely a working class stiff, mechanic by day, apparently a huge beer drinker by night because he had the tell-tale beer belly to show for it.
Donna was more the cougar type but definitely looked like she liked her beer too. I could feel her eyes on me the entire time as I sat at the kitchen table going over everything with Bob. He looked like he was more interested in getting back to ‘Wheel of Fortune’ on TV than talking to the guy that was getting ready to fuck his wife.
“I’ve got all my medical records right here for you to see” I said pulling out my folder.
“Uh huh” said a disinterested Bob.
“Here are my current transcripts, as well as my basketball stats. I needed to stop playing only because I tore my ACL.”
“Uh huh.”
“Here’s the contract. It’s got the agreed upon price of $1000 on it and the terms are spelled out” I said.
“You don’t knock her up the first time you come back two more times, like you said in your email, right?” Bob said, offering up his first multi syllable comment.
“Yes sir, it’s right there in the contract” I said pointing to the clause with my pen.
“Looks ok to me. You still want this baby?” he said looking at his wife.
I had felt her eyes on me the entire time I was going over this with her husband. They didn’t leave when she answered him.
“Yeah honey. I’m ready to make a baby. You know that” she said to him.
Bob pulled out a roll of bills from his pocked and peeled off a $1000. “Count it” he said.
Having that money in my hand made this real. I thumbed through the bills.
“Yep, all there” I said.
“Alright darling” he said. “He’s all yours” as he got a beer out of the fridge and left the room. I heard the TV go on in the other room as Donna took my hand.
Chapter 4
She led me into their bedroom and closed the door. I was definitely nervous as I sized her up, wondering if this had been a bad idea. Everything up until now had been business posturing; now I was wondering if I could even perform under the circumstances.
She smiled at me and said “You don’t look too sure of yourself sugar. My husband just gave you a $1000 to fuck me and get me pregnant, you should look happier.”
She stepped in close to me and I could definitely smell the alcohol on her breath.
“You look good enough to eat honey. I’ve been married to Bob for 9 years and he’s had trouble getting it up
for the last 4. I want you to fuck my brains out. I’m expecting every bit of that $1000.”
“Holy shit” I thought to myself. This was the first thing this woman said to me since coming into their house, but I could feel my cock starting to get hard. She sensed it too and dropped to her knees. She unzipped my pants, pulled them down over my ass and fished out my cock, whistling as it sprang into her hands.
Call it good bloodlines or the luck of the draw, but I’ve been blessed with a big cock. The guys on the basketball team use to call me “Fireman” because they said I was packing a hose. Based on Donna’s reaction, she appreciated my genes as well.
“Jesus Christ” she said. “It’s beautiful” were the last words she spoke before going down on me.
Any fears I had about performance anxiety at that point were out the window. Apparently living with a guy that had trouble performing had made Donna experienced at working a dick. She was bobbing up and down and had me hard as steel pretty quickly. She stopped at once and got to her feet.
“I want that cock in my pussy now” she said. “I want to feel your cock fill me with sperm.”
She had started undressing while telling me what she wanted me to do to her. She didn’t have a bad body for being the frustrated wife of an impotent mechanic. She had a few extra pounds on her but luckily she was carrying most of it in her tits. She stripped herself naked and hopped up on the bed on her hands and knees.
“Put that fucking cock in me now” she commanded.
I knew this was my first paid gig, and I know the customer is always right, but her looking at my cock hungrily and telling me what to do with it gave me a new boldness. I put one hand on her ass as I teased my cock up and down her soaking wet slit.
“This cock? You want me to put this cock in your pussy” I teased her.
“Yes, yes – Jesus Christ yes” she said pushing her ass back at me.
I smacked her on the ass and stopped her.
“When’s the last time you’ve had a stiff cock in you Donna? Are you sure you’re even ready for it? My cock is big I don’t know if you can handle it” I said to her while sneaking the head past her pussy lips and pulling it back out again.
She was starting to shake. “Oh my god put it in already.”
I grabbed her by the hips and pushed a couple of inches in. I heard her gasp and start to moan.
“How’s that feel Donna? You like the feel of that babymaker?”
“Oh my god yes, put it all in” she said.
I pushed further in and gave her a minute to get used to it while I reached down and squeezed her big tits. She moaned in response and I started slowly pulling myself out.
“No, no, no” she started saying.
“Shhhhh. Hang on a second, you’re going to get the whole thing” I said as I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto me again. Her pussy swallowed me right up this time and I felt myself bump her cervix and heard her gasp.
“That’s a girl” I said as I pulled it out and started to work into a rhythm. “How’s my big cock feel Donna?”
“Oh my god so good” she moaned. “Fuck me with that big cock. I want to feel you fill me with sperm!”
I started fucking her harder and smacked her on the ass for good measure. I’m not sure she even felt the ass smack because she was intently pushing her pussy back on me as I was fucking her. I increased the tempo and watched as her big tits swing back and forth practically hitting her in the face. I put my hand on the small of her back and forced her forward onto the bed, smashing her tits into the mattress and forcing her ass further up in the air. I grabbed onto her hips again and started slamming her harder as her moans grew loader.
I never could get great leverage fucking a girl doggie style like this though. Despite the fact she was moaning and grinding her twat against me I pulled it out of her and was rewarded with a whine.
“Hold on” I said as I grabbed her by the hips and flipped her onto her back.
“Time to make a baby” I said as I eased myself in her warm pussy and she started to moan again. I started fucking her harder while leaning back on one elbow and playing with her tits, getting more moans from her.
“How close are you to coming?” I asked her.
“uh, close” she said.
I leaned back and put my thumb on her clit while picking up the pace and felt her start to shake.
“That’s a good girl. Go ahead and have an orgasm for Nick” I said as I rubbed her clit while filling her box with my cock. All at once I could feel her tense on my cock and she exploded in a series of moans.
“Shit” I thought. I was worried about Bob hearing her and getting worried so knew I needed to finish this. I pinned her knees back to her ears to open her up and started driving my cock into her. She was still moaning and writhing from her orgasm and I could feel her pussy spasming on my dick.
I had tried to be responsible in the best interest of my customer and hadn’t had an orgasm in three days. When I came inside of Donna I thought I must have pumped a gallon of semen into her womb. She was still delirious from her own orgasm but I saw her eyes shoot open once I started emptying myself into her and knew she felt it. Once I was done I pulled out and propped her ass up on a pillow to keep my sperm inside of her.
Her chest was still heaving and her big tits were shaking back and forth. “Hold your pussy closed Donna, try to keep it inside of you” I said to her but wasn’t even sure if she heard me. I got dressed and washed off in their master bath. When I came back into the bedroom she was still laying there with her hands clamped over her pussy and had already started to doze off.
I left the bedroom and shook Bob’s hand. “Let me know how you make out” was the only semi-professional thing I could think to say and I got the hell out of there. I’m pretty sure Bob never left his chair as his freshly fucked wife was falling asleep in the next room.
Chapter 5
The job with Bob and Donna was a learning experience for me – like any new business venture you learn what works and change your business model as you go along. I chose one of the couples that were a little older for my next client. Based on their address I knew Stu and Diane would be a little wealthier and I hoped that they would be a little more polished.
This home was in a much nicer neighborhood and I could tell already that this couple had money. When Stu answered the door I realized why they might be having trouble getting pregnant. He looked like he must have been in his mid-60s and Diane was probably in her late thirties. She was at the outer edge of having her biological clock tick off and they were anxious to try impregnating her the natural way.
I pulled out my portfolio and we went over the terms. Diane was taking the lead with examining my paperwork as I tried to size her up while she was deep in thought. She was well dressed and obviously was living a pampered life. She was Stu’s third wife but this was her first marriage. They had been married a little over 10 years so she had married him when she was in her mid to late twenties.
She was a beautiful and reserved woman, someone who was used to being babied by their husband I guessed. I always wondered what type of lives women who are married to wealthier older men lead, and here I was getting ready to fuck one. She was classy, certainly classier than the last one I screwed. And she was fit and trim, probably spent a lot of time at spas and the gym. I started wondering how she would be in bed when I realized she had asked me a question and was looking at me.
“Pardon me?” I said.
“My husband – he wants to watch. Is that going to be a problem?” she asked.
“Oh, no, not at all – that’s fine” I answered, feeling a little weird all of a sudden.
“Ok” she said, signing the paperwork and writing out a check to me. She handed me the check and said “Let’s go upstairs.”
Chapter 6
Their bedroom was what I would have expected from a rich older guy with a young wife. It had a large opulent four poster bed in the center of the room with changing tables and c
losets galore. She excused herself and slipped into a changing room while I disrobed down to my boxers and Stu sat in a chair off to the side. I was remarking to Stu on what a beautiful room it was in an awkward attempt to break the silence when Diane emerged from her dressing room.
She was wearing some kind of silk kimono with what I was assuming was nothing underneath it. Her body was beautiful and fit and she filled out the kimono nicely. I could just make out the curves of her ass underneath it peeking out at me. She came over and stood in front of me and I realized that I had been staring at her.
“Can I see it?” she said.
“What – oh, yes – of course” I said and dropped the boxers.
Her eyes widened once she saw what she was in store for and she reached down and took me into her hand. She ran her hands over it in fascination as it started to grow.
“Oh my, this is quite a bit bigger than anything I’m used to. I’m going to need some lubricant. Hold on” she said and disappeared into the dressing room again.
I stood there in an awkward silence with my cock at half-mast and realized that Stu had his eyes fixed on it as well. Diane appeared a second later.
“Why don’t you lie down on the bed Nick?” she asked.
I did as she asked and lay down on the bed with my cock half hard. She sat on the bed next to me and looked down and took my cock in her hand and gently started to stroke it. Her small hands felt great on my cock. Her kimono had opened part way when she sat down and I was gazing at her naked breasts as my cock started to harden.
“That’s it, good. Wow you’ve got a big dick.”
She was still rubbing my cock with her little hands until it was fully at attention. She squeezed out some lubricant from her tube and started rubbing it on my glans.
“I’m going to climb on you Nick, just so I can lower myself on and make sure I can get this thing in me. Once I’m comfortable though, I want to be on my back when you come in me, ok?”
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