CHAPTER 1
Car auto technician Eddie White was bent over brushing the driver's floor mat of the racy convertible when someone grabbed a handful of his butt.
Eddie roared, "Fucking gay mechanics," and banged his head on the steering wheel in his haste to get out and drop [punch to the ground] the slimy bastard.
The tall and lean Australian turned, scowling and his green eyes lined up the chin of the offending homosexual when all he saw was a wide-open mouth coated in lipstick.
"Don't hit me, Miss Shanks whimpered.
Christ Miss Shanks was the customer, a university assistant professor, who'd owned the $85,000 Alfa Romeo Spider V6 AWD he'd just finished working on.
"Oh Miss Shanks."
"Oooh Eddie, god you look wonderful when aroused. But I was out of order. Please allow me to say sorry by taking you to dinner this evening."
"Just apologizing is enough Miss Shanks."
"Eddie I never apologize to anyone, I'm a woman," she said, blue eyes twinkling and not for the first time Eddie noticed the twin humps.
He licked his lips, bright enough to know that perhaps more than dinner would be on the table.
That proved correct.
Just after 10:00 that night they entered Anna's ground floor apartment via the kitchen and she lay back over the kitchen table, pulling up her black dress and still holding her handbag.
Through the red haze of passion, Eddie thought he saw two juicy folds of moist flesh midway down her body. Squashed on to the table they looked like two tiny fillet steaks.
"Make me pregnant and I'll marry you," said the 38-year old.
Eddie, who was just thirty, and was quickly rising to the boil, had to assume she was joking. But rising to the occasion he pulled out a sizeable erection and lewdly promised her, "Let me bang this hole enough times and you'll be pregnant."
"I wish," Anna said and closed her eyes while Eddie's dick was pushed and sucked into a very moist vagina that looked good enough to eat, but some other time.
Approximately forty intercourse sessions later, the highly-strung Anna came out of the medical rooms smiling serenely, carrying the look of a woman whose most pressing wish to be told she was pregnant had just been satisfied. There had been earlier indications of course but Anna, being a professional, required a gynecologist to confirm the pregnancy.
Eddie and Anna were married in a tiny church in front of Eddie's immediate family and Anna had invited an equal number of her closest friends, all of whom spoke as if they'd just had major dental surgery. But when speaking to Eddie they tended to sound as if they were speaking pigeon-English and fighting to choose words of no more than three syllables. They simply assumed a car salesman who'd left school at seventeen, was at the level of a street sweeper or farm laborer.
Anna closed her legs immediately after the honeymoon.
"No more sex until after the baby is born Eddie. Your penis is too large. I don't wish to the fetus to be harmed."
"What say if I promised no harm to it or what say we use your butt?"
"Don't be childish. I'll provide women for you."
The university had thousands of female tutors and students and Eddie had a feast because Anna appeared to introduce him to only the most sexually focused. But then, when he'd only scratched the surface of that amazing group of cock-hungry women of various nationalities, Anna was head-hunted by private industry and they left Sydney for Perth on the west coast of Australia, just over 2000 miles away.
"Do you really want to leave Sydney?" Eddie asked, his dick tender from Melissa Wright's teeth scrapes from the previous evening.
"Yes," Anna said. "This is an amazing opportunity to advance my career and the salary is tremendous. I won't wish you to find a job because the position involves international travel and I'll want you at my side because you know I'm a nervous traveler. Don't worry about your sex. There's still a Wild West touch to Western Australia and the foundation where I'll work is well populated by American women and part of their culture is to take it up the butt."
Huh?
Anna didn't explain where she'd gained that information from. Reading too more porn literature perhaps? She'd already had two books published about female sexuality.
The Female Fertility Foundation of Western Australia was populated by 158 employees, mostly females, and Eddie would never forget beginning his mission to fuck every female on the payroll... well why not aim ambitiously?
On her second day at work, Anna, as head of the sperm testing unit, called her husband and asked, "Would you like to come in and donate sperm?"
"What are you ready to be fucked at last?"
"No silly. Lucy is quite comfortable in my womb without hearing the disgusting slip-slide sound of your dick within me and the noise of you grunting and then your primeval cry as your ejaculate."
"My primeval cry?"
"Forget it Eddie. Just come and be a donor. This is just a one-off visit because I know you'll not the type of person to go in for multiple visits. Anyway it takes about three months plus loads of information from the donor before he's possibly invited to become a regular donor. We don't sell our sperm though because we are not that type of facility."
"Can't you jack me off in the morning and you take the collection to work?"
"No darling," Anna said patiently. "Ejaculation must be collected on-site and our testers only have a one-hour window of opportunity."
Eddie took a cab to the facility and was a little apprehensive about leaving his sperm for what he suspected would be barbarous treatment. But when he entered the Foundation's facility and noticed just how fuckable every female he saw appeared, he was blown over and his dick rose and appeared to be trying to get a look at those women.
"Ah Mr White please fill out this consent form," said the receptionist. "We are so excited that your wife has joined us. "Dr Cooke-White is such an authority in her field."
"Thanks Miss Tits, er Mrs Waddell," Eddie corrected himself, glancing at her name tag pinned over the left one.
"Oh cheeky Mr White," she cooed. "But I'm glad you like big breasts. Most of the donors we get are wimpy men who only like skinny women."
With that done, a woman in a gown, face mask and gumboots came towards Eddie, scaring him and he almost ran.
"Don't worry about my appearance," she said, introducing herself as Francis. "This is a project on sterility to compare the sperm count of males deemed to be infertile.
Jenni said you prefer females with big boobies."
"Jenni?"
"She's our donor receptionist."
"Oh yeah."
"Under this gown are big tits Mr White."
Eddie followed her like a puppy dog.
They entered a bathroom.
