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 Story title : Breeding Mary Jane

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 Breeding Mary Jane
 By ucclear  (ucclear@inetworld.net)


	"Truth or dare?"

	"Okay, truth." She said.

	"Have you ever let one of the guys touch your
 breasts?"

	"Mary-Jane! C'mon! You know I let Todd touch me
 all the time. He even got his hand into my panties
 once."

	"NO WAY!"

	"Yes way! He just touched my hair though. Did
 David touch your tits when you two were going out?"

	"Yes. We were at the movies and he had his whole
 hand around my breast. I had to put a stop to it when
 he got my bra strap off my shoulder though."

	"Why?" She was teasing.

	"C'mon Janie, I don't want to talk about David..
 that was a long time ago."

	"It was only a year and a half ago!"

	"I was a child then."

	"Aaaaah, Haaaa, haaaa..."

	Janie and I were best friends. We had been best
 friends since grade school when we learned we shared
 names. A big thrill for little girls. It was approach-
 ing summer. We had only a few months left until we
 graduated and The Great Big World was out there waiting
 for us.

	"What are you going to do after graduation?"
 Janie asked. She and I had had this conversation many
 times. "Oh, I don't know. You're going away to college,
 my dad doesn't really want to send me to college. He
 doesn't listen to me. I might get a job or something."

	This topic was really depressing. Janie and I
 were stuck (at least, I was) in this conservative
 little town. She and I were late bloomers, and weren't
 terribly popular in school. She turned eighteen before
 me, yet we were still inseparable.

	Janie insisted that I was pretty. I suppose I
 was, I'm proud of my body, not an ounce of fat, my
 tits are little but the nipples are large and perky.
 Mamma said that I would fill out much more in a couple
 of years.

	Janie and I always assumed that the mysteries
 of womanhood would be revealed to us once we went away
 to college. Most other girls our age are more pro-
 miscuous. Not us. Not in this town. We heard the door
 downstairs slam and the sound of my Dad's workboots in
 the kitchen. He was angry again.

	"Doris, get this place cleaned up, we're going
 to have some company for dinner!"

	"Company?" I heard my mamma yell from the bed-
 room. She was a pretty and wonderful woman. Dad had
 met her as a young steelworker, she was the pretty
 waitress at the local watering hole. Mamma had dark
 hair, and an ample chest. She kept herself as clean and
 pretty as possible almost all the time. Daddy always
 joked about her "fat ass" and I hated that, but they
 were my family.

	"Company. It seems the owner of the steel mill
 Roy Shanks has died, and left it to his son, Ron. The
 kid is a snotty little bastard, but he's coming over
 and there's nothin' I can do about it."

	"You barely knew Roy. Why does his son, er, the
 new owner want to have dinner with us. You're just a
 foreman..."

	I could tell by the silent moment that followed
 that mamma knew she had slipped again. My dad was an
 angry man and hated to be reminded that he was only a
 foreman after so many years. He had tried to work his
 way into a management position but had got out-maneu-
 vered by some other guy.

	"Yeah, woman, so you keep reminding me...aw shut
 up, listen where's the damn bottle opener! His kid is
 some sort of slicked-up, Porsche drivin' spoiled
 college brat who's determined to 'make the company
 better, or something, or...hell I don't know! Anyway,
 he's coming over this evening, so I want this place,
 and you, and Mary-Jane cleaned up!"

			-=*=-
	
	Ron was indeed a "Porsche-drivin" guy. He parked
 with one wheel on the grass. He was wearing a white
 shirt and tie and looked like a linebacker. He filled
 his shirt pretty good.

	I was pulling on my best sweater. Mom even told
 me to wear my good bra. I don't know why, he's not
 going to look under my shirt. I told mama this and she
 lightly tapped my cheek and told me 'mind yourself
 missy.'

	I was looking down at him through my window. He
 walked pretty cocky too as he came to the front door.
 I couldn't help letting my eyes wander down his body.
 I've never told anybody this, but I always wondered if
 other girls get really wet. I mean, I get REALLY wet!
 It was one of the reasons David and I broke up. I had
 started my period a few months before, and I was SO
 embarrassed by the fact I got so gushy just thinking
 about sex!

	Dinner went okay. Ron was a swarthy looking guy,
 about thirty-five. Pretty good looking for an older
 guy. He liked to interrupt my dad. Dad doesn't like
 being interrupted. Dad didn't like the fact that Ron
 kept running his eyes up and down my sweater either.

	Ron asked me: "Have you dated much, Mary-Jane?"
 Dad started to turn red at such a question, but I saw
 mamma shush him with a touch on his arm.

	"No. I haven't dated at all." I said.

	"That's too bad. You don't know what you're
 missing!"

	"Mary-Jane graduates high-school in June." My
 dad pointed out. I was blushing. Why was Ron looking
 at me like that? Everyone was looking at me!

	I asked to be excused and went up to my room.
 I listened at the heat vent to what they were saying.
 "You know, Dale," said Ron, "the mill is cutting back
 a little, so I may not need so many foremen on the
 floor."

	"I was working at that steel mill when you were
 playing with G.I. Joes and sticking firecrackers up
 cat's asses!"

	"Relaaax Dale, old boy. I didn't say anything
 about your job...? I just want to point out a man, in
 your position, may want to consider his nice house, his
 wife's jewelry, food on the table, that mortgage pay-
 ment...?"

	"What do you want Ron!"

	"I run the company now, Dale. I would rather be
 addressed as 'Mr. Shanks' If you don't mind."

	I knew that Daddy was biting back his pride by
 then. "Okay...'Mr. Shanks' I operate the best shop at
 the mill, I've worked there twenty years. I've got a
 mortgage payment, and a bad back. What do I have that
 you could want?"

	"Why, a lonely young CEO like myself needs
 companionship, Dale. Your lovely daughter, I could
 stand to take her to dinner."

	"What?!!!"

	"Dale, now calm down honey." This couldn't be
 so awful..."

	There was a bit of a row, then. Dad yelled a
 bit, and Mom yelled at him, I don't think Ron got to
 dessert. I heard him smirking to Daddy about "mortgage
 payments" again, and then there was some quiet mutter-
 ing and the front door slammed.

			-=*=-
 
	I crept downstairs, being careful not to make
 the bottom stair creak. I went to the bathroom and got
 a maxi-pad from the cabinet under the sink. The bed-
 springs were creaking "CRACK". I crept up the hall.

	"OH!! 'CRACK'!!" I felt my juice drip warm on
 my leg. "CRACK" I pressed the pad against my mound. I
 peeked in my parent's bedroom door. There was the
 scene that I had seen many times before. Mamma's ample
 ass was in the air, her pendulous breasts swinging
 under her, Daddy's hairy but well muscled ass and legs
 pumping over her. I could see Daddy's balls swinging.

	"CRACK" Daddy's big leather belt came down on
 Mamma's ass as it came down on mine when I was bad. My
 nipples were so hard. The maxi-pad was getting soaked.
 "Do you think our little girl needs to go out with a
 grown man?"

	"No. He'll hurt her."

	"'CRACK' He'll what?

	"He'll hurt her!"

	"Do you think she should....? 'CRACK'"

	"OWWW! (gasp) Yessss. Yes! She should!"

	"Why, dear? 'CRACK'"

	"Owww! So that she can...(gasp)...learn!"

	"Learn what dear? 'CRACK'"

	"To...to obey...."

	"To obey who, dear? 'CRACK'"

	"OHHHH!!! TO OBEY A MANNNN!!!"

	My knees almost gave out on me. I saw Daddy
 thrust forward into Mamma, and grunt, Mamma thrashed
 around a lot. I saw something leak onto the sheets.

	I ran upstairs. The pad was wet. I was almost
 crying but my trembling was from the thought of Ron
 touching me, he's not listening to my protests, my bra
 strap sliding off my shoulder, my big nipples in his
 fingers as we sat in his Porsche. I was scared but I
 felt a warm, gushing heat spread from my crotch to my
 chest. I was having an orgasm.

			-=*=-

	Mamma was making breakfast when I came down. I
 kissed her good morning, then set my books down on the
 table. Mamma pushed me from behind, bending me over the
 table. "OWWW! MOM! What are you doing?"

	"You just be quiet and undo your pants."

	"Mooo-ooom!?" She swatted my butt but reached
 around then, and undid my jeans. I protested but she
 wouldn't take any back-talk and pushed my jeans down
 around my knees. She made sure I was still bent over
 the table and made me push down my own panties! I was
 protesting as much as I could.

	She swatted my ass again "Bend over, I said!"

	I felt her fingers in my crack, exploring my
 vagina, then she spread my labia with two fingers.
 "Moo-oom!" I complained as she leaned over to sniff
 her daughter! "Have you had your period this month
 yet, Mary-Jane?"

	"God! Yes, mom. It was last week. You know
 that!"

	"Don't back talk me young lady! I've made an
 appointment with the doctor for this afternoon. You're
 getting a checkup!"

	I complained, but, of course, it didn't do any
 good. I pulled my Jeans back up, ate breakfast and
 went to school.

	Mom listened carefully to the doctor ask me
 questions about my period, was I taking any drugs, etc.
 etc. I resented all of this and I told her so in the
 car on the way home. "Why all this fuss? Just because
 this 'Ron' guy wants to take me out?"

	"Don't tell your father this, but I already
 spoke to Ron Shanks. His proposal was not news to me.
 It seems Ron has a 'thing' for very young ladies of a
 particular type and your father is known at work for
 having such a young, teenage daughter, who is of legal
 age."

	"Ewwww! And I have to have sex with him for
 Daddy to keep his job?"

	"NO! No, Mary-Jane. You do not." There was a
 conspicuous silence in the car. "You will not say any-
 thing to your father. You'll go on a date with Ron
 Shanks. You will maybe flirt a little, then kiss him
 on the cheek when he brings you home, at a decent
 hour, of course."

	"What were those pills the doctor gave you?"

	"Harold gave me these, er, you'll see when we
 get home."

	"So what did you and Ron talk about?" I asked.

	"A business proposal. One that will increase
 your father's income substantially. Your father would
 never have agreed to it, so you will keep your mouth
 shut! You don't need to know any more. It doesn't have
 anything to do with you anyway." It was quiet again in
 the car.

	At home, Mamma told me to take a hot bath and
 get cleaned up. I did so, and she told me to come to
 her and Daddy's bedroom. I came in wrapped in a towel,
 brushing my wet hair. Mom ordered me to lay down on
 the bed and lift my knees. She had the bottle of pills
 in her hand.

	"What Mom?"

	She suddenly became furious and grabbed one of
 Dad's belts. She lashed at my butt with it "CRACK"
 leaving a bright red welt on my ass. "Owwww, Mooom!"

	I hadn't been whipped in quite a while. "GET ON
 THE BED AND LIFT YOUR KNEES!" I trembled as I obeyed.
 I lifted my legs in front of my mother, like I was in
 the delivery room. My freshly washed privates were on
 full display. She told me to reach down and spread my
 ass cheeks. I was nearly crying as I did so.

	Mama took one of the big white capsules from
 the pill bottle and firmly placed one in my anus. I
 yelped as she did this and she pinched my ass cheeks
 shut so I could not expel it. I felt like a little
 girl and started to cry. "Mom what are these for...?"

	"These are fertility drugs, dear."

	"I'm already having a period though!"

	"These will make you much more fertile, honey.
 "She reached for another one. "Your egg production
 will increase and your hormones will go into overtime.
 I'm sorry dear, but this is necessary."

	"Why are you doing this Mom?"

	"Because you're going to start dating a real
 man dear. Now, when this one has dissolved, I want you
 to get dressed and be nice and pleasant for your
 father.  He's been under a lot of stress lately."

	The second one was dissolving in my ass as I
 went upstairs. Over the next several days, Mom came in
 early in the morning to wake me for school. She would
 make me put my ass high in the air and spread my cheeks
 for the fertility suppositories. I felt like I was her
 science project as she groomed me for my date with Ron.
 I was afraid of what she and Ron wanted, I couldn't
 understand why my Mother was acting like this. It was
 so strange.

	I didn't tell Janie anything about this. It's
 getting pretty weird when you won't even tell your best
 friend what's going on. I started to feel a little
 weird too. My butt and breasts started to feel more
 full. I felt kinda, you know, more emotional. It's
 definitely weird having your mom put things up your
 butt. One morning, she came into my room and sniffed me
 again. I was still bent over the pillow, feeling one of
 the pills dissolving, when I noticed the laundry she
 was putting into my dresser was different! "What are
 those mom?

	"More bras for you honey, some in different
 sizes."

	"Why?"

	"Your breasts are going to get bigger. Look -- I
 got you some in a C-cup and some in a D-cup too."

	I was squirming around with my ass in the air at
 the thought of my mother deliberately changing her
 daughter's body like this. I know the look on my face
 must have been pouty as I asked: "What are those
 others?"

	She held up a large, bulky white one with clasps
 on the front of the cups. "This is a nursing bra."

	My face took on a look of shock as my mind reel-
 ed at the thought. My own mother wants me to get
 pregnant! I started to cry.

	Mother immediately came over and hugged me,
 turning me over and putting my head in her lap. "There
 there, dear. I'm just concerned for you. You haven't
 made any plans for the future and you're moping around
 the house. I want you to have a future, not become a
 professional waitress like me. Ron Shanks is a very
 wealthy man, he wants children by as many women as
 possible. Some men are like that. Ron Shanks simply has
 the wealth to be able to take care of them. He has
 promised me he will supplement your father's income
 'substantially' in return for several offspring."

	"SEVERAL?"

	She began kneading my breasts. Pinching my
 swollen nipples hard to make them stand up. "I know
 you won't like it at first, honey. But once you get
 used to a man holding you down, you learn to really
 get used to it. There's nothing like the feel of a man
 ejaculating inside of you. I'm giving you fertility
 drugs to increase the chance of having twins. I think
 that would be lovely, don't you?"

	"Mom, don't make me!"

	"Nonsense! There were royal concubines in
 ancient times that would jump at the chance to breed
 with men of royal blood. You're going to go to bed
 with Ron or I will let him 'have his way with you
 against your will! Now, you will get dressed!"

			-=*=-

	Ron came by at eight o'clock. Dad didn't come
 home after work, I guess he didn't want to see his
 daughter go off with his new boss. Ron smelled pretty
 good.

	I wore a skirt that hugged my hips, and a nice
 silk blouse. My nipples wouldn't go down, so anything
 I put on, they showed. I was nervous, but mom treated
 the whole thing like a regular high-school date.

	He put his arm around me and escorted me to the
 car. 

	"Relax, sugar, just dinner and a movie." I tried
 to reassure myself. I tried to do the math in my head.
 If he raped me, is it the right time for...?" I didn't
 think it was. I didn't talk until we got to the
 restaurant. I made polite conversation with him then,
 but he wouldn't stop staring at me.

	"You've got a really pretty face, Mary-Jane." I
 had to admit, he didn't sound like the sneering, rich-
 boy type tonight. Although he was old, he was quite
 attractive. I kind of found myself falling under his
 spell.

	I began to wonder what it would feel like to put
 my mouth near his... I started to feel a growing heat
 in my crotch! He put his foot in between my high heels
 as we sat at the table. He suddenly kicked my feet
 apart! There I was staring, pouting at this man who
 just spread my legs in a public place!

	"I control the lives of most of the people who
 work at your father's steel mill. Your father can be
 replaced, remember that. Leave your legs open."

	We ordered dinner and made polite conversation,
 but we kind of lacked a common ground. He whispered,
 "remove your panties and hand them to me."

	I stared agape. I looked around, it only FELT
 like everyone was watching me. 

	He repeated his order, and smiled.

	I tentatively reached under my skirt and peeled
 my damp panties off my hips. They clung to my moistness
 briefly as I slid them down my thighs. I could feel the
 air conditioning in the restaurant as the air hit me.
 I felt suddenly vulnerable.

	"Keep your legs open." He took my small bundle
 of cotton and lace and, smiling at the feeling of their
 moistness, put them in his jacket pocket. I blushed
 furiously. He paid the check and escorted me out. "Now
 what?" I asked.

	"Now, we go somewhere and talk, look at the
 stars perhaps."

	I started to argue, but thought better of it.
	
			-=*=-

	We drove out to a local "make-out" point. I
 couldn't believe I was here. How humiliating. What if
 I were seen with this older guy? Ron swept me up in his
 arms. He was pretty big. I could smell his aftershave
 and his own musky smell. He kissed me tenderly. I was
 shaking!

	"You're trembling like a little schoolgirl."

	"Yeah, well..."

	"I will teach you how to kiss a man properly."

	Over the next, what seemed like, hours I learned
 how a girl takes a man's tongue, gives her own tongue,
 and teases a man with her mouth. Ron is a pretty sexy
 guy, and after a while I started feeling more con-
 fident.

	Then Ron began sucking at my lips, HARD. I pro-
 tested, but his mouth wouldn't let go. I pushed at his
 chest but he kept sucking at my lips, first taking the
 bottom one and sucking the entire thing in his mouth,
 then switching to the top one, which he worked first
 one side, then the other.

	I was mewling and struggling a little. It kind
 of hurt. I had never heard of this. The music was
 playing the whole time, it felt kind of good, making
 out in the bucket seats of some guy's Porsche at make-
 out point. He finally stopped and I hurriedly reached
 for the switch to roll down the window. My lips ACHED.

	As I rolled down the tinted glass, I realized
 there were some people I knew just kind of hanging-out
 on the hood of the next car. They (of course) suddenly
 turned to SEE ME.

	"Hey David, isn't that your Mary-Jane?" I heard
 a voice. 

	"Uh, I dunno, Hey! Mary-Jane." I was looking at
 my ex-boyfriend. My lips were SO swollen and red, I
 must have looked like a whore.

	"Hey kid, c'mere!" Said Ron -- David walked over
 to the car.

	"Uh, hey Mary-J, uh, what's up?"

	"Here, son, these are for you. You should try a
 little harder." Ron handed David my panties.

			-=*=-

	Some days went by. I told Mamma everything. At
 school, I could hardly show my face! I told Janie it
 was some college-friend I had somehow met. She thought
 it was pretty cool that I should have such a mature
 boyfriend. I had to make up all kinds of stories.

	The panty incident had gotten me a bad reputa-
 tion. People suddenly noticed me. Some of the guys on
 the track team wanted to talk to me. I was wearing a
 C-cup bra now. My nipples were almost always hard -- I
 was totally confused. I was avoiding my homework at
 home, just kind of milling around the house one weekend
 when I found Mamma's calendar. She had my fertility
 cycle all worked out. Apparently, this was THE weekend!

	I wanted to cry. Mamma got Daddy to spank me
 good with the belt when he got home. She wanted me
 "warmed up" and minding her, so she told Dad I talked
 back to her good, that afternoon. 

	Daddy has a pretty quick temper so he took to
 it good. I got my ass seriously warmed wit h that one.
 I wanted to tell Dad what was going on, but I knew that
 I couldn't. He'd go over and kill Ron, and everything
 would fall apart then. 

	I hated my mother, I was crying up a storm on
 my bed, letting the welts on my ass go down, when she
 came into my room. "I sent your father off for a night
 with the boys. I want you to get bathed, perfumed, and
 put on this lovely lace teddy I got you!

	I wasn't about to argue with her again. I knew
 Ron was coming over that evening. As evening came on,
 I lay in my room, looking out the window. I looked at
 my stuffed animals and unfinished homework. I opened
 my drawer and looked at the nursing bra.

	Ron came over, I heard Mamma talking with him
 in the living room, then get him comfortable in her
 bedroom. I was trembling, and clutching a pillow as
 she came up the stairs.

	My face was red from crying, and my lips were
 painted very, very red. I thought I looked like a
 whore. I knew that's what Ron wanted. Mamma swatted my
 ass a few times in the hallway. She herded me into her
 bedroom. Ron was laying on the bed. There were candles
 lit all around. He was smiling, or sneering, I couldn't
 tell which. He pulled back the covers for me.

	I put a knee tentatively on the edge of the bed.
 Mom and Dad's bed always sat higher than mine. Ron
 leaned over and kissed my mouth, he began sucking at my
 lips like on our date. Soon my lips were swelling up
 again.

	"CRACK" Mamma sent the belt against my rear.
 "Owwww!" I exclaimed, jumping into the bed. Ron pulled
 the sheets over us as Mamma stood by with the belt,
 supervising.

	I could feel Ron's hard cock suddenly press
 against my belly. I yelped and struggled with him and
 the covers and managed to work my way free. Mamma
 gently pushed me back as I tried to escape.

	I had thrown the covers back. Mamma threatened
 me with the belt again. I turned toward Ron, sobbing.
 His cock was standing straight up. It looked as thick
 as my wrist and jutted upward from a tangle of dark
 pubic hair. He had a dark line of hair running up his
 belly to his chest, where it was generous.

	I noticed the dark, purple head of his penis was
 as big as a plum, almost the same circumference as the
 shaft. It looked to be quite long and hard, and there
 were many veins lining the surface.

	Mamma reached between my legs as I sat, fasci-
 nated, and undid the snap of my teddy. She and Ron
 shifted my legs across his until I was almost strad-
 dling him. I snapped out of it and began crying and
 thrashing again.

	"I don't want to do this! It'll kill me!"

	"YOUNG LADY, YOU STRADDLE THAT COCK, NOW!!"

	Ron calmed my shaking frame, and leaned me a
 little back. He pushed the shaft down, like bringing
 a cannon to bear, and firmly placed the head against
 my pussylips. Mom whispered to me, "Notice the head's
 shape, it's designed to smoothly separate a girl's
 labia, letting the shaft into her womanhood." Mom
 seemed so proud of her little girl.

	"Look at me, Mary-Jane." I looked at Ron's eyes
 as the head of his thing stretched me. His big hands
 grabbed my hips. I cried out as my cherry was impaled
 by him. Mamma slapped the belt across my buttocks
 again.

        "CRACK" I yelped and fell on his cock, "CRACK"
 I yelled again, letting my weight fall. I was split up
 the middle. I felt totally immobilized by this shaft of
 meat impaling me. I could feel the living rod of flesh
 stretching me, a living thing inside of me. I was
 fucked.

        "All the way down, young lady! You've got to
 take it all in if he's going to make you pregnant."

        I gasped with shame, I was soooo wet, I thought
 of Daddy slapping Mamma's rear as he gave it to her.

	Mamma and Ron undressed me the rest of the way.
 I didn't resist. I had lost my will with my virginity.
 I laid down on his hairy chest. I felt his hairy,
 strong legs spread mine some more. Mamma reached back
 behind to fondle his balls. Ron was thrusting his hips
 upwards.

	He rolled me over onto my back. I could feel his
 balls settling against my ass. My arms were pinned to
 his chest as he thrust now in a more manly fashion into
 me and into me. Mamma stroked my hair as she knew what
 her little girl must have been feeling.

	"Remember what I told you, honey. There's noth-
 ing like feeling a man put his seed in you." Ron lost
 control just then and I could feel a hot jet of seed
 hit my cervix. I began to cum myself.

	"Lift your legs into the 'birthing position'
 honey, so he can get it deep." Ron was squirting it
 deep! Mamma pushed my legs up and held them there. She
 smiled. She must have known what I was feeling. I could
 feel my cervix flexing, dipping down into the pool of
 seed he was leaving in my vagina. Knowing how fertile I
 was, I couldn't help but orgasm. Daddy's boss was
 making his daughter pregnant. And this would only be
 the first time.

	Mamma left us alone after that. Ron said he
 would stay a little while. She blew out the candles and
 shut the door on her way out. She looked really happy.
 There, in the dark, Ron spread my legs again. I thought
 of all the times I had peeked on my parents, now I was
 getting mounted, feeling Ron's hard, hard wet shaft
 sliding into me again. I found my will and struggled
 against his grasp, but his arms were much stronger than
 mine. I kicked in the air when I felt him squirt again.
 Ron smiled.

	Mamma came in after Ron had left. I wasn't sure
 whether I should cry or be in love. Mom slipped a
 tampon into me. "We can't let you push any of that out
 now. If I'm going to watch your belly swell over the
 coming months, I've got to plug that sperm in so that
 it can do it's work. Now, show me your pretty ass..."
 I rolled over. "CRACK" went the belt.

	"OWWW!! MOOOOM?"

	There I was, naked in my parent's bed, kneeling
 on the edge. Mamma was swatting my ass with the well-
 used belt. I was playing with my clit and pussy as I
 felt the tampon expand to plug me. The tampon string
 was hanging down. Mamma insisted that an orgasm helps
 to "soak it up".

	I could feel my orgasm mounting...

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