“Can you show me how to have sex like you do?” Jacob asked.
“I can show you some things. Some of it takes practice, but I can show you.”
“Then Cheryl can stay. I do want her to have a child, and I’d like to give her the greatest possible chance at success.”
“If you’re sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Shower and change for a dinner out tomorrow night, plus pack whatever you need for the weekend. You’ll be staying here through Sunday. We’ll be grilling steaks Saturday.” He nodded. “Laura, please see Jacob out, then you can come to bed with us.”
“Yes, sir.”
I had sex one more time with Cheryl that night, as Laura nibbled on her pussy. I didn’t know how long Jacob would keep going, but hopefully, she’d be pregnant before he pulled the plug.
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“The first one of the morning is alway the largest, since I haven had sex for several hours,” I said, in response to Cheryl’s question about how much sperm I produced. “I think I have an abundance of testosterone as well.”
After a shower and breakfast, we had sex again, with Cheryl bent over the table. Laura cleaned her off for me. Around ten, I got a call from Lily.
“What are you up to?” Lily asked.
“Breeding Cheryl,” I said. “Her husband and she decided to take advantage of my services.”
“Does she love fucking you as much as the rest of us do?”
“Yes. It made her husband nervous last night.”
“As well it should. It’s a good thing you won’t fuck her without his permission. By the way, congratulations are in order.”
“For snagging your father’s company for Roxanne?”
“For producing your first child. I’m pregnant, and you’re going to become a father.”
“You can tell already?”
“Roughly two weeks after conception. A little earlier even. My period was late, so I took a home pregnancy test.”
“How are the folks taking it?”
“They’re actually more excited than I thought they’d be. We can definitely claim for our own satisfaction that Paul was the father.”
“Except that he had a vasectomy.”
“Sometimes vasectomies fail. It’s enough for my relatives, even if he has contact with them and tells them he was clipped. We’re not asking him to support the child. It shouldn’t be skin off his nose. He bonded out, by the way. I’ve had him served with divorce papers and a restraining order.”
“Yeah, if he was actually planning on killing you, be careful.”
“He’d have nothing to gain from it anymore.”
“You know, that may not be true. You might not want to put him as a father on the birth certificate.”
“Why not?”
“What if he could get access to your families money by claiming to be the child’s father? If you died while the child was a minor, the court could award custody to him, and he could bleed off money while the child was underage. You might want to tell everyone who will listen that he isn’t the father.”
“You’re right! I’ll tell my parents right away. They’d like to meet you at some point.”
“Would they like to meet here or in Portland?”
“I’ll let you know. It doesn’t have to be soon, but I’d like it to be before I get too big to fuck you again.”
I laughed. We chatted a bit longer, me telling her about Nick and Nora.
“That would be your fourth then?” Lily asked.
“So far. I’d better get going; Cheryl needs another sperm injection.”
“Take care, and congratulations again, Daddy.”
“Do me a favor and don’t call me Daddy when we’re having sex.”
Lily laughed and hung up.
As it turned out, I didn’t get to start with Cheryl yet. I got a text from Phillip, saying he’d gotten hold of Househusband. His name was Rodney Mainquist, and he lived in Tacoma instead of Seattle, but local enough. So I called him next.
“Rodney, my name is Brick Harmon. I understand that you’ve been in contact with Phillip Smith about me?”
“Yes, sir.”
“What can you tell me about yourself and your situation, Rodney.”
“I’ve been a cuckold for about eight years, sir. I haven’t had vaginal sex with my wife and Mistress, Tracy, since then. My Mistress prefers other lovers to me as I have a small penis. Even erect, it’s less than five inches long. We have two children already, both under six, both black, with different fathers. When I told Tracy what Phillip told me, she said it might be nice to have a child who would at least look like he could be mine, so she told me to give my information to you.”
“I’m currently breeding another woman, and I have one more scheduled for a week from Monday. After I finish with her, I’d be free to come down to Tacoma. It would be my intent to live there, in your house, taking your place in the bedroom while I breed your wife, since you are a cuckold. This doesn’t present a problem to you does it?”
“No, sir. I normally sleep in another bed anyway.”
“My breeding your wife would be contingent on both of you being negative for any sexually transmitted diseases. I’ll pay for the testing if you give me your doctor’s name, or you can use my urologist. All you have to do is mention it’s for me, and he knows to bill me.”
“We’ll use our own doctor and it’s not necessary for you to pay, sir. I’m quite wealthy.”
“As soon as you have the results, we can meet to discuss particulars. I’d be available to come down on Wednesday. I have to fly out of Seattle-Tacoma no later than Thursday anyway. Otherwise, it would be Thursday or Friday of the following week as I’m doing a different breeding Monday through Wednesday.”
“Yes, sir. That seems good to me.”
“Why are you calling me ‘sir’?” I asked.
“Mistress Tracy said that all men are superior to me, and should be addressed as ‘sir’.”
A more normal cuckold relationship, with a Dominant wife, and submissive husband. Less likely that they would go off the rails, especially having two children already.
“Very well, Rodney. I’ll speak to you after you get your results.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”
I found Cheryl and Laura, currently chatting in the kitchen as they made lunch.
“Lily called and said she’s pregnant,” I said, bending Cheryl over the counter top. “My first breeding was a success.”
“Then fuck me and make me another one of your breeding bitches,” Cheryl said.
Christ, she was wet already. Her pussy glistened with her juices. I slammed into her, making her climax.
“Fuck me, you big dicked bastard. Fuck me and give me your baby. Breed me, Brick. Fuck me hard.”
I never liked to disappoint a lady, so I fucked her hard, fucked her fast, and fucked her deep. I let the sap rise, ready, but not wanting to fuck her this hard for very long. My climax on me, I drove as deep into her as I could, and unleashed my seed, Cheryl cumming again, by her satisfied moans.
During lunch, I fed her, then fucked her again, pumping another special delivery package into her pussy.
“I can’t believe how quickly you can be ready to fuck me again, and how long you can fuck me,” Cheryl said. “I don’t have a lot of experience, but most of my girlfriends indicate their boyfriends, husbands or lovers, are good for once, maybe twice a day. This is the fourth time you’ve fucked me, the last time right before lunch, and you’ve fucked me again after lunch.”
“Isn’t Sir wonderful. I haven’t had lots of experience either, but I’ve never been so thoroughly shafted as when Sir fucks me.”