The Seed Ch 04

"Who will your first conquest be?" Sanantha asked.

It was the following day. Herbert and Sanantha were back on the campus of the University of Vega. It was time for Herbert to spread his wings and to conquer his first woman. He had had sex with Sanantha, but she hadn't been a conquest; if anything, she had conquered him (with very little effort!). Now it was time to test his newfound abilities.

"Who will it be?" she whispered again in his ear. "The Baroness?"

He shook his head.

"Trisha Darnell?"

He shook his head again. "I... I want my first to be... to be...."

Bright green eyes stared into his. "Someone you don't know. You want to start with a complete stranger, in case things go wrong."

"Yeah," said Herb.

"Doesn't sound very confident to me, Herb," she said.

Herb knew it. When he had been pounding away inside of Sanantha's pussy he felt like the king of the world. But now in the cold light of morning he found that some of his confidence had fled. He could hear whispers in his mind, but he still couldn't hear what they were saying. Sanantha assured him that once his Seed matured that he would understand everything.

"Pick one, Herb," said the hot voice in his ear. "Pick one and take her and

fuck

her."

Herb looked at a circle of girls talking to each other, a brunette, a redhead, and a blonde. The blonde seemed to sense he was staring at her and she pet her hair self consciously.

"That one," said Sanantha. "That's the one you want."

Herbert nodded.

They waited until the girls finished their conversation and turned to go their separate ways.

"Now," Samantha whispered.

Herbert walked over and overtook the blonde girl. "Hello! Hey there!"

"Hey," said the blonde girl, clutching her Pad protectively to her tits.

"Your name is Laura, right?" Herbert didn't know how he knew that, but he did.

"Yes," she said. "And you are?"

"Herb, Herb Rayburn," he said. Now that the moment had come, he found himself hesitating. This wasn't like telling Sanantha he wanted to fuck her; this was a complete stranger. Could he have the nerve to do it?

"You... you're very pretty," he said.

"Thank you," she said. "How did you know my name?"

"Never mind that," said Sanantha, seeing this conversation was going nowhere fast. "All you need to know is that he wants to

fuck

you."

"What?" said Laura, as Herb turned red.

"Tell her, Herb."

"Yes...." He gulped. "I... I want to have sex with you, Laura."

Sanantha winced and grinded her teeth. Herbert was saying the right words, but saying them in such an obsequious, beta-male way. He would never get her this way.

Laura gave an uncertain look to Herbert and then Sanantha. "I, I don't know what this is all about, but I have to go-"

"He

does

want to fuck you," said Sanantha, matter of factly. She stared at Laura with intense green eyes. "He's a great lover. I should know."

"You? Who are you, his Mom?"

"No," said Sanantha. "I'm his Dad's girlfriend."

"What?" said Laura.

"His Dad's girlfriend," Sanantha repeated. "And quite happy, until Herb seduced me and showed me what I was missing." She smiled as she put a hand on Herb's arm, making him excited inside.

"Why... why are you here?" Laura asked.

"Because I like to see the expert lovemaker in action," Sanantha grinned. She stared hard at Laura. "I know your type. I've seen you a million times. You can't decide if you want to fuck Bobbie Ray or Karsen or Demetrius. You let all of them chase after you because you like the thrill of the chase, and you don't want to give it up because you fear you'll lose control of them. But you're playing a losing game, Laura Tungsten. You're a senior in college and when you graduate you'll get a shocking surprise; 90% of the men around you will be married or uninterested or assosexuals. You'll learn too late that while you were fucking around cockteasing half the senior class that you were losing out on your only chance to have wild, passionate animal fun. Well this is your last chance, Laura. I'm telling you that Herb is the best lover you will ever have and if you let him go you'll always regret it. So, what will it be?"

Laura blinked slowly. Her jaw had dropped open. "How... how can you possibly know all these things about me?"

"It's written all over you, as plain as the words on your Pad," said Sanantha. "Herb thought you were cute and

might

be a good fuck. He thought he could give you a few things you were needing and teach you some things which might be useful to you in later life. But I guess he was wrong. Come along, Herbert. We'll find another girl who does a little less cockteasing and a little more cockplaying." She grabbed Herb's arm as if to pull him away.

"Wait!" said Laura. She looked at Herb and licked her lips. "All right! How... how about... how about we get together this weekend?"

"No, now!" Herb growled, before Sanantha could answer for him. She felt a surge of pride in her bright blue tits.

"How about... tomorrow! Tomorrow night!" Laura said frantically.

"No, now!" said Herbert. He turned to Sanantha. "She's wasting my time. Let's go."

"No, wait!" Laura looked from Herb to Sanantha, genuinely uncertain. "All... all right." She turned to Herb. "You can come to my place."

"Now?"

"Now," said Laura. She turned to Sanantha. "But she stays here! She's not going to watch us doing it!"

Sanantha grinned and squeezed Herb's shoulder. "Have fun, lover." And then she turned and strode confidently away, without a care in the world.

*********

"Who is this, Laura?"

Herb enjoyed the shocked stare from Laura's roommate, who he immediately sensed was named Kara Delfinger.

"He, ah-"

"I'm her lover," Herb explained. His newfound confidence, which he had lost on the Quad, had suddenly returned to him. He felt the Seed throbbing in his head, filling him with confidence and manliness.

"What?" said Kara.

"I've come to make love to Laura. Would you like to watch?" Herb asked.

"Herb, no!" said Laura, giving him a playful smile.

"What's going on here? Laura where did you meet this guy?" Kara asked.

"On the quad... 20 minutes ago."

"20 minutes ago? And you're going to have sex with him? Laura, are you feeling all right?" said Kara, reaching out for her friend.

"She feels fine," said Herb, stepping in between them. "And in a little while, she'll feel

grand

. Come on, Laura."

Kara watched as Herb pulled her into her bedroom, and closed the door.

********

Sanantha was sitting on the couch and sipping a glass of red wine when she heard the door open. "I'm in here, Honey," she said.

Herbert sank down on the couch next to her.

"So how was it?" she asked.

Herbert said nothing.

"So... how was it?" she repeated.

Herbert gave her a gigantic grin. "She let me do everything I wanted to!"

Herbert was

astounded

as he made love to Laura Tungsten. She let him lead her into his bedroom and close the door behind them. She let a man she just met minutes ago kiss her, and after a few kisses even kissed him back! She let him take off her shirt and her breast control collar. She let him squeeze and suck on her tits. She let him finish undressing her and waited patiently as he undressed himself. And then she lay on the bed and spread her legs and let him take her virginity!

Yes! Laura

had been

a virgin! Herbert had persuaded Laura Tungsten to give up her virginity to a man she had just met! As he pounded into her, she groaned and hugged and kissed him feverishly. When it was done and he had spent inside of her, she lay adoringly in his arms. Herbert had enjoyed it, and yet also felt disappointed. Sanantha had clearly been a better lover. Maybe he wasn't the kind of guy who could enjoy sex with a complete stranger.

He reflected on that as he casually got up and reached for his clothes. As he dressed, Laura said, "Will I see you again?"

*********

"And what did you tell her, Herb? Will you see her again?" Sanantha asked.

Herbert shrugged. "Maybe? Who knows? There's a lot of fish in the sea!"

Sanantha grinned.

She had been right about him!

"I'm hearing these whispers in my head, more and more," said Herbert.

"They will become clearer to you very soon, I promise," said Sanantha.

"And my nipples are starting to turn blue, like yours."

"Uh huh," said Sanantha, giving him a kiss.

"And my hair is getting thicker and my lips too," said Herbert.

"That may be," Sanantha said, kissing him again.

"And my penis...."

"What about your penis, Herbert?"

"I... I think it may be getting bigger too!"

"Show me, Herbert. Show me exactly what concerns you," she said, her eyes sparkling with lust.

********

"So you had sex with a complete stranger," said Henry, the following day.

"Yep."

"A college senior. And you, a college freshman."

"Yes," said Herb.

"You just went right up to her, said you wanted to fuck her, and you did. With no delay."

"That's right," Herb said, with a cocky smile.

"Why are you lying to me?" Henry asked.

"I'm not lying," said Herb. "I can get any girl. Any girl I want to."

"Right," said Henry.

"You want a demonstration?" Herb asked.

"Sure," said Henry. He pointed to the Mandy Von Neuland, who was reading her Pad while chewing an apple on a bench. "Why don't you go fuck the Baroness? We have twenty minutes until class. Plenty of time I'm thinking."

"All right, I will!" Herb gave Henry a caustic stare and strode over to Mandy, his shoulders squared and full of confidence. "Hey Mandy," he said calmly.

"Hey," she said, still looking at her Pad.

Herb pushed her Pad down with his finger.

"Hey! What gives?" she said.

"When a man is talking to you, it's polite to give him your full attention," said Herb, as if he were lecturing a child. He felt the Seed throbbing in his head, filling him full of confidence. And... something else.... whispers, whispers he couldn't quite understand... and yet a part of him did.

"What do you want?" said Mandy.

"Why, to have sex with you, of course," said Herb.

"What?" said the Baroness.

"You have a nice cunt," said Herb.

She stood up, dropping her apple on the ground. "What did you say?"

"I said, YOU HAVE A NICE CUNT," said Herb.

She moved to slap him, but Herb was quicker, grabbing her wrist in mid motion. He grabbed her tightly and gave her a strong kiss. Mandy struggled against him for a long moment but then she appeared to melt against him.

Henry, from a distance, watched totally astonished as the Baroness wrapped her hands around his shoulders.

When Herb finally pulled back, Mandy blinked and tried to come to her senses. "That... that wasn't bad," she said, wiping her lips with her thumb. "What... what's gotten into you, Herb?"

"The question is, what's getting into

you

, Mandy?" He grinned at her obvious discomfort. And then he took her in his arms and kissed her again. The kiss was longer this time and this time there was no resistance. Mandy groaned as she hugged him tightly. When Herb pulled back a second time she had a little smile on her face.

"That... that was nice, Herb." Her eyes narrowed. "You're different. You've changed."

"You got that right, Babe," said Herb, in a deep masculine voice which excited her. "Your place, tonight?"

Mandy put out a hand to separate herself from him. "Why don't we go out for drinks first, and see what develops?"

Herb shrugged. "Sure. Bicardi's, 7 PM?"

She nodded.

"See you, Babe." He walked away, without a care in the world.

When he returned to Henry, his friend said, "Did I just see what I thought I saw?"

"You did," said Herb.

"How did you do that, Herb?"

Herb tapped his head. "It's all in the Seed, Henry. The Seed of Knowledge." He idly wondered if Sanantha might give Henry the Seed too; he would certainly enjoy having it as much as Herb was!

********

The Baroness showed up for drinks promptly at 7. She didn't play games. She didn't arrive late, to try and show her power over him. She wasn't dressed like a nun. On the contrary, the blonde bombshell was wearing a shirt which showed off her titties. She was telling him she was ready for sex, if he wanted it.

Herb charmed the pants off of her metaphorically in the bar and physically in her dorm room some two hours later. It

amazed

him that he seemed to know exactly the right thing to say. Somehow he had become a master at flirtation. His own extreme confidence also surprised him. It was like he was having an out of body experience, watching someone else make love to Mandy Von Neuland, watching another man pound inside the Baroness's cunt, filling her with his seed. And yet it was also him. As he lay in Mandy's narrow bed, feeling her hugging him tightly, he wondered what he had become.

You are Ihan. Your name is Ihan now.

*********

Trisha Darnell was next.

Herbert wanted to fuck the Baroness because she was so pretty, with her long blonde hair. That was why they called her "Baroness", because of her hair and her last name.

But Herbert had different reasons for going after Trisha Darnell. He wanted Trisha because she was such a cock tease. She had friendzoned him for years and he had grown resentful of her even as he had accepted whatever small scraps of unenthusiastic friendship she had offered him. She had listened to his problems but never seemed very interested in him. He had thought of her as his "reluctant friend".

Well, now his reluctant friend was about to become his eager lover.

The old Herbert Rayburn would never have thought this possible. But the new Herbert, the new Herbert which had a voice whispering in his ear, the new Herbert who had seduced and fucked a complete stranger and had taken the Baroness in her own bed, now thought he was

invincible

when it came to picking up women.

And Trisha Darnell was to be his next target.

Trish was studying in the library as always. She was majoring in Social Justice. She wanted to become an Inquisitor when she graduated though Herbert didn't think she was hard edged enough for that.

"Hey Trish," said Herb.

"Hey Herb," she said, giving him the quickest of glances before returning to her Pad. "What you been up to?"

"Not much," said Herb. "I just had sex with the Baroness."

Trish's Pad dropped from her fingers and landed on the desktop. She gave Herb a very surprised stare. "You did what with who?"

"You heard me," said Herb. "I took Mandy in my bed last night. Well, actually, to be precise, it was

her

bed, not mine."

Trish stared at him for a long moment. "You're lying."

"Why would I lie?"

She seemed genuinely disturbed. Finally she said, "I don't believe you."

"Suit yourself, Babe," Herb shrugged.

At that moment Mandy Von Neuland, the Baroness herself, sauntered by, staring anxiously at Herb and Trisha while giving them both a frantic hand wave. Herb gave her a lazy, casual salute.

Trisha's mouth dropped open. "I don't believe it! I can't believe it!"

"Why not?" Herb suddenly leaned forward so fast it startled her. "Because you're used to thinking that I'm a weakling, a beta male, a nothing of a man?"

"Herb, you've changed!" said Trisha.

"Fuck yes!" said Herb. "And now it's your turn, Trish."

"My turn? My turn for what?"

"To be fucked, of course," said Herb.

"What?" Trish's jaw dropped open. "I'm not attracted to you, Herb. Not in

that

way!"

"Not in any way, actually." He

screaned

her, just to be sure. He was right! "You're a virgin, aren't you, Trish?"

"Why... no, of course not!"

"Yeah, you are. And you want to know the reason why? You're not attracted to any man who chases after you. If a man pursues you, you think they're beneath you. You're only attracted to guys who show no interest in you like Bob Valenti and Fred Garman."

"How did you know that?" Trish was astounded.

"I know a lot more than you think," said Herb. "I know that you pleasure yourself in the shower at night thinking of of Fred sucking you off with his assball uniform on."

"How can you possibly know that?" Trish cried. All heads turned her way.

"Quiet Trish. It's a library! Not everyone wants to hear your sexual dysfunction issues, you know."

"I... I do not have sexual dys-dysfunction," said Trish.

"Of course you don't. You're just an attractive 19 year old who just happens to still be a virgin, purely by choice, right?" said Herbert. "And that's why you were never attracted to me. It's all so clear now. The more I came onto you, the more I showed interest in you, the less you respected me."

"That's not true!"

"You can lie to me, but you can't lie to yourself, Trish." Herb said. "I was going to fuck you. Really, I was. I still think you have a hot body. But you have too much going on in your mind." He slowly stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Herb shrugged. "To see the Baroness. Or Nelly. Or someone else. Anyone else who has an attractive set of tits and isn't a head-job." He turned to go.

"Wait!"

Herb slowly turned around. He saw Trisha swallowing heavily. "I... ah... I didn't particularly care for the old Herb...."

"But?"

"But... the new you... you're different!" She gave him a weak smile. "What do you say we go out for drinks? Maybe, next week?"

"Tonight." Herb's voice was stone cold.

Trisha waggled her fingers like an animal caught in a bear trap. "I can't do tonight, Herb. How about Monday?"

"Tonight."

She sucked in her lips and looked wildly left and right. "How about Friday? Though I'll have to check my schedule on Thursday first-"

"Forget it." He turned away to go.

"Wait!"

********

Thirty minutes later, Herb was pounding into Trisha Darnell's virgin pussy. Which was no longer quite so virginal when he thrust inside her for the very first time. She didn't bleed; it must be because of the black dildo in her closet she had been using on a very regular basis. Perhaps being able to read minds was not

always

such a great advantage.

Trisha

still

tried to delay the inevitable, even after reluctantly inviting Herb back to her dorm room. They had a hot and heavy kissing session on the couch, which really turned Herb on. He did find the dark haired cutie attractive. But after he got her shirt off she balked when he tried to undo her breast control collar.

"Trisha," he growled, giving her a sideways look.

"Can't we save something for next time?" she said.

Herb sighed. She was still trying to delay. He got up as if to leave, but she pulled him back down. "All right, all right!" she said. And then she did the sweetest thing in the world for him.

She turned her back to him.

Herb smiled as he reached out and undid the magnetic clasp on her breast control collar. As he pulled it free of her, Trisha's hands instinctively went to cover her breasts.

Herb waggled a finger at her. "Trisha," he said, in a musical tone. "Do good girls cover their tits?"

Trisha gave a haunted look. "It's just... it's our very first time together... I wanted to go slow...."

"Go as slow as you want," said Herb, abruptly getting up from the couch.

"Wait!" Trish cried, pulling him back down. As she did her hands fell away from her breasts.

Herb smiled. "That's better." He reached out and squeezed them even as Trish winced. "So soft... so rubbery... are these B cups, Trisha?"

"C cups," she muttered, wishing she were somewhere else, anywhere else, as anxiety spiked in her brain. She was letting another man squeeze her tits. And that other man was Herb Rayburn, of all people!

"Hm... small C's," said Herb thoughtfully, as he squeezed her breasts. "Do you like it when I squeeze your tits, Trish?"

"I... I don't know." Her eyes looked wildly left and right. How had she gotten herself into this?