Breeding Bitch, looking for a male

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Her ad said.

Hi,

22 year old College Graduate. Looking for a someone who's looking for a breeder. Got the breeding body, and even tho having no experience as one, willing to do what is needed.

It had a picture of a beautiful redhead, and a description with phone number to call.

Candy MacIntosh
22
5'6
130 Pounds
Red Hair
Blue Eyes
36D/26/36

This ad is on the internet and the local adult paper, under breeders.

Looking for someone to play the guy who is looking to breed a girl, and to have fun with this.
 
Mark Somerset
27 years old
extremely well built, about 6 foot 5, but hidden under conservative clothes like suits and button down shirts.
black hair, green eyes, glasses

Mark saw the ad and the beautiful woman beneath it. She was unbelievable. Who was she?

Looking down at the ad, sitting there in the park, he couldn't believe his luck. This woman wanted a "breeder," and even though he wasn't quite sure what that was, he could guess. He knew, then, as his cock began to stir, that he had to meet this gorgeous beauty.

He pulled the ad out of the paper, slipped it into his pocket, and found a quiet place to call...
 
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Candy was sitting at home, waiting for the phone call. She knew that it would come, and that she would soon have what she wanted, a belly full of baby. She waited and anticipated, waiting in a short kimono, and nothing else, fingering herself.
 
Candy picked up the phone just as she was about to hit her peak, and breathed. "Hellllllllllllllllllllllllllllo." she then calmed down a bit and smiled into the phone, hoping that it wasn't her mother. "Sorry about that, hello,"
 
He had to laugh. Clearly, she was eager to make a baby.

"Getting yourself off, huh?" he said, being bold. "Well, maybe I can help you out with that. I saw your personal and I've got quite a thing for redheads. The breeding's an added bonus."

"Care to meet?"
 
"Sure come on over and have dinner with me tonight, and we can talk and maybe get started." She gave him her adress, and smiled at the thought of how this was going to go.
 
That night, he wore a sharp suit, a light shirt that complimented his eyes, shaved, and even put in his contacts.

On the drive over there, he found himself suddenly nervous, picturing the redhead in a variety of poses, and, as someone who had a little fetish for bras and panties, he wondered what kind of underwear she wore.

He knew that she only wanted him for his seed, but she'd have to work to get it. He was going to make her work for it.

Before arriving at her house he stopped to pick up a boquet of flowers. On the card that went with it, he wrote, somewhat sarcastically, "Congratulations on the forth - cumming bundle of joy."

He arrived at her house, walked to the door, and rang the doorbell...
 
Candy smiled as she opened up the door, wearing a Kimono, with little else on. "Come on in, thank you for the flowers." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Please take off your shoes, we're having traditional Japaneese tonight." She smiled and showed him into the living room, where she had traditional japaneese mats and a low table for them to eat at.
 
Christ, she was sexier and more beautiful than the picture showed. More beautiful than he could have imagined.

He slipped off his shoes, nervous again, and followed her into the living room, where he sat down, cross-legged, at the table.

"You're pretty young to want a baby," he said, awkward, not really sure what to say -- but knowing that that probably wasn't it.
 
"I'm a sucessful college graduate, and ready to have a family, is there something wrong with that? Please eat, because your going to need your stamina tonight." She served him like a proper host and ate herself.
 
He stayed quiet for the rest of the meal, eating as much as he could, but eating as fast as he could, until he felt filled and satisfied. He pushed the plate away and looked down at his lap in silence, sipping quietly on a glass of wine...
 
"So sir, may I be so bold as to ask your name? I would love to know the name of the father of my child, even if it's just in name. I don't expect you to do anything financially wise for me or the baby, but you may visit if you like, or if you find that you want to do more, we can talk about that later."
 
He looked up at her. Their eyes met, and he felt the connection between them at last. His cock began to stir once more.

"Mark," he said, his voice low and rough with arousal. "It's Mark."
 
"Nice to meet you Mark, I'm Candy." She smiled sweetly at him and got up. "Can I show you around, or would you prefer to get to it? I have never done this type of thing, not that I'm a Virgin, far from it, but never had it set up like this before."
 
Mark looked at her again, unsure of what to say.

"I'm...I've never done this before either. But, I guess, what I would really like is to see you dance before we begin. So yeah, I guess "get to it" is what I'd like."
 
"Dance" candy raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "Sure". she got up and put on some seductive music, doing a slow deliberate striptease, that showed her wearing a black lace thong and bra.
 
"Mmmm," Mark said, gazing on her wonderful curves. "I love it. You're beautiful, and amazing."

He stood up, and kissed her. She tasted wonderful, like everything he hadn't known he wanted up to that point. Like womanhood -- like motherhood.

He slipped his tongue into her mouth...
 
Candy responded in kind, placing her hands into his back pockets, grabbing some man flesh as she kissed him. "Oh you are way overdressed mark, we need to take care of that immediately." She started undressing him right there.
 
He groaned as she touched him. As his hands travelled up her wide hips towards her big, beautiful breasts, he growled, "Yeah. Undress me. Touch me everywhere."

"Let's make a baby, but let's have a ton of fun first..."
 
"Well I'm in cycle right now, so we will probably make a baby in the first few hours, but we can still have tuns of fun Mark." She kissed every inch of his flesh as she undressed him slowly. Her thong was soaked through right now, and he could smell her sex in the air.
 
Mark was down to his boxer briefs, his large cock threatening to break free at any moment. Feeling her touch all over him almost made him cum right there and then.

He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, peeling it away from her breasts.

"I can't wait to play with these...and neither can Mark, Jr.!"
 
"What if it's a girl tho?" She looked up at him through her bright blue eyes, with the waistband of his boxers in her teeth ready to lower them.
 
"Then we'll name her Candy, Jr.," he said, grinning.

"But," he continued, as he looked down at his massive cock, "How do you know I was talking about the baby...?"
 
Candy raised an eyebrow at him wondering what in the hell he was getting at. He sure didn't seem old enough to have a son that would be interested in her. 'You have a son that would be interested in me, that's around my age, you don't seem old enough."
 
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