Warm and Sweet, Vol. 1

by Jolene Avonn

  Will eventually went to the kitchen for two glasses of water. When he returned, he sat next to Jamie on the couch and flipped to a page on his notepad. He read something, frowned, and leaned back.

  “Something you want to say?” Jamie asked.

  “No, not really,” Will said. His knee bobbed up and down nervously.

  Jamie put a hand on his thigh, steadying it. “You sure?”

  Will finally met her gaze.

  “Look, Jamie,” he said. “They’ve asked me to put you on the accelerated plan. That’s why I was coming by to talk to you earlier...to see what you think. But after this, today with Span...I just want to leave you alone.”

  “What’s the accelerated plan?”

  Will paused, fiddling with the notepad until Jamie grabbed it and tossed it over her shoulder.

  “Quit playing with that!” she said. “Just tell me!”

  “Okay,” Will said. “See, the accelerated plan is a way of trying to guarantee...success.”

  “Impregnation?”

  “Yes. Via multiple partners. The idea is, we have more male partners than female. And they’re all what we call hyper-fertile. One at a time should be enough, but our latest stats show better results with two at a time.” Will took a long drink of water. “Or more.”

  Jamie’s cheeks warmed. She always felt extra self-conscious talking with Will about her partners.

  “I’ll do whatever I have to do,” she said quietly. “As long as it’s never like it was with Dr. Span.”

  “Oh, it won’t be,” Will said. “You have my word.”

  Jamie paused. She wasn’t sure if it was the special vitamins she took each day, or just her intense attraction to Will, but the idea of more partners was not at all frightening. In fact, she was intrigued. And she had a plan.

  “I think you owe me one thing. One request,” she said, shifting on the couch so she was facing Will directly. She let her robe open a little, exposing a hint of cleavage.

  Will nodded slightly, waiting, struggling to keep his eyes on hers.

  “When does this new plan start?” Jamie asked.

  “Immediately,” he said. “I mean, that’s what they want.”

  “Then here’s my request. I get to choose one of the partners.”

  Will tilted his head, surprised. “I thought you’d, you know, want a break or something. You mean you’d like Peter involved?”

  Peter had been Jamie’s only partner besides Dr. Span, and he was not who she had in mind.

  “You,” she said firmly. “You’re the one I want.”

  Will opened his eyes wide, his mouth making an O shape. “Me?” he said. “But...Jamie, you know doctors aren’t allowed to participate in breedings – ” He caught himself, aware of the contradiction.

  “Need I remind you of a certain Dr. Span?” Jamie said.

  “Right.”

  “You owe me. You know that.”

  “True.”

  “And I know you can figure out a way around the rules.”

  “Probably.”

  Jamie smiled, folding her hands in her lap. “Excellent. Then I’ll expect you and a friend tonight?”

  Will shook his head and chuckled. “You’re a piece of work, Jamie. A real piece of work.”

  ~~~

  At lunch that afternoon, three other women approached Jamie and expressed thanks for exposing Dr. Span. A nurse said that, after an initial investigation, the doctor’s abuses were being linked to low success rates in his section of the facility. His violence was also attributed to another factor – his sterility. Dr. Span would never be able to impregnate anyone.

  The low success rate among breeders on Jamie’s ward may have been coincidence. It was hard to tell. As Jamie listened to news relayed from the outside, in snippets of gossip, she realized that the current winter was the hardest one yet. It wasn’t even February and districts were reporting food shortages. Rays of Hope’s successful impregnations were down across the board. That, despite Will’s casual mention of the “accelerated program,” made the situation seem very, very serious.

  Jamie decided then and there that she’d do whatever she could. If that meant two men, or more, so be it. She’d been reckless when she proposed her idea to Will. After he left she wondered what exactly she’d agreed to. Now, though, she was certain.

  Jamie lost herself to a quick daydream – flash-forwarded to a year from now, walking down the main hallway with Will next to her and a baby in her arms. Her baby.

  Their baby.

  Everyone at Rays of Hope would applaud them. They’d be heroes.

  In the fantasy, Jamie’s face was flushed and she smiled with pride. When she snapped to attention, she realized she was beaming. A nurse gave her a quizzical look, and Jamie looked down at her half-eaten sandwich.

  It must have been those vitamins. She couldn’t stop thinking about Will and what he could give her.

  ~~~

  Jamie kept her evening outfit simple. She wore a pair of soft cotton shorts and a white tank top, both items slightly too small. This surprised her. She’d last worn them at home, months ago, when they weren’t so snug in the hips and bust.

  What she didn’t know, but would learn later, was that her body was responding to the various fertility enhancement drugs that were present in almost every personal care product in her suite. Soaps, shampoos, perfumes – everything had small amounts of natural and chemical boosters that made Jamie just as hyper-fertile as her male partners. As their penises and muscular haunches grew and swelled, so did her breasts and hips. Everyone in the facility was bursting with the undeniable urge to reproduce.

  Jamie studied herself in the mirror, tracing the outline of her breasts and running her hands underneath to cup them. They felt full and already tingled as the tight shirt stretched across her nipples. She couldn’t stop caressing herself, and she watched carefully as her nipples tightened and pressed out against the shirt. As they did, her pussy warmed and Jamie welcomed the snug fit of her panties how she swelled out against the lace.

  “Jesus,” she whispered to herself. “I’m certainly very...ready.”

  The doorbell rang precisely at 8 p.m., the official hour for women to receive their partners. Jamie opened the door to find Will in street clothes – cargo pants and a gray t-shirt – and another man who wore standard-issue male breeder linen shorts that poked out from under a short terrycloth robe.

  Jamie already felt like she was in one of the erotic dreams that had been washing over her each night. She said hello and waved the men toward the living room, then locked the door behind them.

  Will sat on the couch and the new man stood near him, shifting nervously.

  “Drinks, anyone?” Jamie asked.

  “No, we’re fine,” Will said. His hair was messier than usual, scruffy dark blonde locks curling near his ears and positively unruly on top. “Besides, I brought something.”

  Jamie joined him on the couch and smiled at her new partner. “And you are?”

  “Killian,” he said, stretching forward to extend a hand. “Nice to meet you, Jamie. Will’s told me about your...situation.”

  Jamie felt herself blushing even harder. Killian wasn’t quite as tall as Will, but he was still very attractive. He had buzz-cut hair, as if he’d been in the military, and tattoos on his chest and arms.

  Which situation? Dr. Span, or this craving for Will...and even more?

  Will pulled three small vials from his pocket.

  “I thought we could try this,” he said. “It’s something I’ve been working on in the lab. Should help us, um, overcome any anxiety involved with the acceleration plan. Especially considering how this morning went.”

  The vials contained about an ounce of pink liquid.

  “How did you get permission for this?” Jamie asked.

  “I didn’t,” Will said. “For tonight, I’m taking Peter’s place. We worked something out. I had to keep my word, after all. But nobody can know this happened.”

  S
omething about the way Will spoke made Jamie even warmer. She tucked her legs under her and reached for a vial. Will handed one to her and one to Killian.

  “Bottoms up,” Killian said, his voice shaking slightly.

  They each twisted off caps and downed the liquid in quick motions.

  Jamie coughed and blinked hard. Her throat burned like she’d just had a shot of her grandfather’s rotgut moonshine.

  “Whoa,” Will said.

  Killian shook his head, his eyes shut tight.

  Almost instantly, Jamie felt an intense heat expanding out from her stomach and funneling down to her crotch. Two shimmering tendrils of the same energy surged to her breasts and sent her nipples into a tight, twisting spasm. She gasped, clutching her hands to her chest to relieve some of the extreme sensitivity, but it only served to stimulate her more.

  “Holy shit,” she murmured, staring down at her breasts.

  Will and Killian were apparently experiencing something similar. Will stood up from the couch and stared down at a growing bulge in his pants. Killian had his hand in front of his shorts, partially covering his building erection.

  “Are you sure this is okay for us?” Killian asked. “Working this fast?”

  “I think so,” Will said. “We’ve never really tested it before.”

  “What?” Jamie said, but she wasn’t upset at all. In fact, the idea thrilled her. “We’re your test cases?”

  “Um, yeah,” Will said.

  The three glanced from one face to the next, wondering who was going to make the first move. Will frowned and pulled at his pants. Jamie decided to take matters in her own hands. She reached for Will’s belt and tugged him back to the couch, where she quickly unfastened the belt buckle and tugged at his zipper.

  Jamie was on all fours on the couch, hovering over Will, before she knew it. She felt along his inner thigh and found his thickness bulging hard along his right leg. He was already rigid, and he sighed appreciatively as Jamie stroked his member. She pressed just hard enough with her fingernails to give him a sharp thrill, and then leaned down to press her lips against him.

  Will smelled amazing. In the back of Jamie’s mind, she realized she must be picking up on every molecule of potent pheromones flying between them. His scent was a mix of fresh, salty sweat, a deeper musk, and something that immediately made her lick her lips, as if they were slightly sticky and coated.

  It’s like I can already smell his come. Before...anything.

  Jamie kissed all along Will’s covered shaft, lingering around his tip and gnawing at it through the rough cotton of his cargo pants until he groaned. Killian had moved behind her and was stroking her upturned ass lightly, petting her, caressing her with slow movements that eventually included light brushes against her crotch. Jamie moaned against Will and felt her hips writhing under Killian’s expert touch.

  Will slipped his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers and, lifting his hips from the couch, slid his pants and underwear down past his knees.

  Jamie hovered, staring drunkenly at Will’s stiff cock. It was plenty long, but what impressed her was the width of the head and shaft. And down by the base, his balls were swollen and tight. Again, she inhaled deeply and savored that new, fresh salty scent.

  Then, she descended. She slid a hand to the base of Will’s cock and held it upright as she lowered her mouth to the head. She pressed her lips against his impossibly soft skin and flicked her tongue around the tiny opening that was already dripping with pre-cum.

  “Mmmmmm,” Jamie moaned. Will leaned back and worked his hand along her stomach until he found her waist and slid his fingers underneath her shorts’ elastic. As Jamie began to kiss and lick along Will’s shaft, he wriggled his fingers under her panties and explored the light hair leading to her pussy.

  Killian had moved to Jamie’s side, and he slowly pulled her shirt up until her breasts popped free, hanging full and deliciously swollen. He slid his hands underneath and held her tits lightly, pressing them together, and against her, and letting them drop with a tiny bounce before massaging in another slow circle. His fingers found her nipples and tugged them. Jamie threw her head back as electric bursts shot through her chest.

  “Oh!” she cried out, more than once as Killian watched her response and increased the pressure of his warm hands. He worked her breasts like an expert erotic masseuse, always adjusting angles and pressure to create hotter and hotter surges that began to rage through her midsection.

  Jamie re-focused on Will’s cock but the effort was difficult – his fingers had brushed past her clit and settled along the engorged outer lips of her pussy. She was already wet and his fingers already slippery as each fingertip danced over her like a tiny tongue lapping away, teasing and parting and dipping and diving. Her panties stretched and pulled tight as Will’s large hand pulsed against her, and Jamie couldn’t help pushing her ass back to feel the damp lace stretch between her cheeks.

  Will’s cock bobbed in front of her. Jamie re-established her grip at the base and opened wide as she dropped her head back down. She took the tip between her lips, extended her tongue underneath, and eased toward his crotch. She could feel blood pulsing in the thick vein along the underside of his shaft. The connection drove her wild. Her mouth watered and she bobbed up and down a few times, descending further each time.

  Will’s thickness filled her, and she could almost taste his come now. It was so close! She started working her mouth up and down faster and faster, slick gulping noises spilling forth and mixing with Will’s increasingly panicked moans. His index finger curled into her and Jamie let out a low, slow growl around the cock nearly stuffed in to her throat. Will wasn’t teasing anymore – he kept plunging his finger in and out of her pussy faster and faster, matching her motions on his cock.

  Finally, a trembling Will withdrew his hand and grabbed Jamie’s head to stop her frantic sucking.

  “Please,” he pleaded. “I’m too close. You have to slow down.”

  Jamie grinned, consumed with her lust for his seed. “You’ll have to hold me back,” she said, struggling against his grip.

  Killian moved back to the other end of the couch and tugged at Jamie’s shorts. He yanked them down her thighs, and then she felt cushions sag as he prepared to mount her.

  “Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Killian!” Jamie moaned, reaching with her tongue and mouth for Will’s cock.

  “No,” Will grunted. “Not yet.” He pushed Jamie down until her cheek was against his inner thigh. She could just reach his swollen balls with her tongue, and she began lapping and sucking at him greedily.

  Killian wasted no time behind her. He’d apparently discarded his robe and shorts, because Jamie felt his eager cock right against her pussy in an instant. He worked his cockhead in firm circles, getting it nice and slippery with her juices and sending her into spasms of anticipation. She kept licking Will while she rotated her hips and slid her pussy along Killian’s thick shaft.

  Jamie felt Killian’s hands on her ass, holding her still, and then his tip was at her entrance. A pause. Everyone was frozen still for a long second. Then, Killian thrust forward with a harsh grunt and buried himself in Jamie’s pussy. She grabbed on to Will’s thighs and cried out as she was stretched wide and stuffed in that one quick penetration. Killian immediately began pumping against her, pulling out and slamming back with machine-like precision. His balls slapped against her with each thrust, and his hands were gripping her ass and wringing it so hard that he squeezed and opened her legs with each flex of his forearms.

  Will’s grip loosened as he watched Killian’s work in awe. Jamie seized the opportunity and pushed herself up enough wrap her mouth around his dick and resume sucking. Will bucked against her in surprise; the upward thrust and Jamie’s determination sent his cock completely past the tight, choke point in her throat and Jamie felt her lips press firmly against the coarse hairs at the base of the thick shaft.

  Both of them throbbed with harsh groans, the vibrations coursing betwee
n them through the wet connection of mouth and cock. Killian increased his pace, hammering Jamie with his cock until the breath was knocked out of her. She inhaled air around Will’s girth and began to suck his full length up and down, desperate to finally feel the full force of his come.

  The two men fucked Jamie’s mouth and pussy until both of their cocks spasmed with the first hints of eruption. Will had his hands clutched to Jamie’s breasts, squeezing them each time she bottomed out, and Killian pulled her by her hips on to his pole. Up and down she surged, yanked back by Killian and then pummeled forward in to Will’s lap. Jamie was dizzy with lust.

  Will held her head still once again, sliding Jamie up off of his cock and forcing her to look at him.

  “Jamie! Jamie!” he said, as if he’d been trying to get her attention for awhile. His eyes were pleading with her to stop, and in an instant she knew that they’d both had the same thought.

  He wants to come inside me first.

  Jamie nodded slightly.

  “Switch... now, Killian. Killian!” Will shouted until Killian snapped out of his rhythm. He’d lost himself, staring down at Jamie’s ass as he pounded.

  “Now?” Killian said, on edge. “Now?!”

  “Now,” Will said firmly.

  Killian backed away, reluctantly pulling out and leaving Jamie empty, her ass and sopping pussy suddenly cool in the absence of his flesh.

  The men scrambled until Killian was kneeling on the couch with his cock near Jamie’s mouth, and Will was behind her.

  Jamie let instinct take over. She reached for Killian’s long, slender cock and slid her lips over the head. She tasted what she could only describe as the essence of lust: her own juices, Killian’s sweat and salty musk, and a hint of come from when he’d almost unleashed his seed. Killian smoothed her hair away from her face and pressed his warm hands along her back; Jamie felt like she was melting under his touch.

  Will positioned himself and maneuvered Jamie by grabbing her hips and tugging her toward him. In the time it took to breathe in once, Will had planted his cock against her blossomed pussy and thrust hard.