On another trip to San Francisco, Brick and Laura meet four old friends and on the way back, they meet another flight attendant, whose husband is a cuckold, though unknown to her. Additionally, Jeri informs Brick her father is a cuckold, and he may not be her father. She ends up asking Brick to fuck her mother while her father watches. This contains anal sex, oral sex, lesbian sex, interracial sex, gay sex, pegging, cuckolding, and taboo sex. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his editorial help. No COVID in this fantasy world.
How I Became a Breeding Bull, Ch 14
Fucking Karen, Fucking Grace
On Tuesday, Rodney Mainquist called and told me that he and his wife, Tracy, had both gotten their clean bills of health from their doctor. I was flying out of the Seattle Tacoma Airport to San Francisco, on Wednesday so I could have Thursday to discuss with Roxanne items to cover with the Board of Directors on Friday. It was a late afternoon flight, 4 PM, so Rodney suggested that he and his wife meet me at the Bahama Breeze restaurant at the Westfield Southcenter Mall in Tukwila at 1130, right outside the airport. We could chat for a couple hours and still be there two hours before the flight. He texted me a selfie so I’d recognize him when we got the restaurant.
“Laura, pack your bag for a trip to San Francisco leaving here around 10 AM, tomorrow, and returning on Saturday. I think you should spend some time with your husband. Lily found out after two weeks, so you can test for your pregnancy on Thursday. You might as well share the news with him.”
“Thank you, Sir. I appreciate that.”
“Don’t thank me yet. You’ll probably get strip searched at the airport.”
“Why, Sir?”
“Because you’ll have something in your cunt the TSA will be curious about.”
“A Lush, Sir?”
Laura was starting to know me quite well.
“Yes, indeedy,” I replied. “It’s just under a two hour flight. No reason you can’t get the maximum benefit from just sitting there.”
“Will I be allowed underwear on this flight, Sir?”
“What do you think?”
“I’m thinking I need to carry some towels, Sir.”
******
Rodney and Tracy were already at the Bahama Breeze when we got there. Rodney was a rather short fellow, around 5 feet, 6 inches tall, slim build, slightly balding on top, mustache, around his early forties. He had a collar on, but he did say that his wife was his Mistress. Tracy was about ten years younger, tanned, three inches taller, even without heels, bottle blonde, with at least D cup sized breasts, if not larger, perhaps enhanced. She looked fit, like personal trainer fit. If her husband was wealthy, she probably didn’t work.
I introduced myself and Laura. Rodney introduced himself and Tracy.
“Who is Laura?” Tracy asked. I think she was slightly jealous of Laura’s effortless good looks.
“I’ve been staying at her home while breeding her. Her husband is in San Francisco on business for me. I’m bringing her down there to see him while I conduct some meetings. She’ll likely find out if she’s pregnant while she’s there, and she hopes to share the good news with her husband.”
“Is he a willing cuck too?” Tracy said.
“He is, but also infertile, which is the reason Laura agreed to have sex with another man.”
“I see she’s wearing a collar. Yours?”
“Another woman. She holds both Laura and her husband in submission.”
“So she’s not a real hotwife?”
The waitress came to take our order. I paused the conversation while she was there. I got the skillet simmered Jerk Shrimp as an appetizer, Laura got the Bahamian Seafood Chowder. For an entree, I got the Seafood Paella, and Laura got the Lobster and Shrimp Linguine. As soon as she was gone, I answered.
“Not in the sense you mean, no, although she’s also having sex with other men in order to satisfy her husband’s cuckold fetish. I understand you’d like another child, one who’s not biracial?”
“Yes,” Tracy said. She was now dominating the conversation.
“Did Rodney tell you that under the circumstances, I’d like to move into your house, into the master bedroom, displacing Rodney, or anyone else, and that I’d live with you until you were knocked up?”
“He did say that, yes?”
“And what do you think of the idea?”
Tracy turned to Laura. “How’s the sex with him?”
“The best sex I ever had,” Laura answered.
“Address me as Mistress. You are a submissive.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress.”
“You ever have sex with a black man?”
“A couple of times, Mistress, most recently this past Sunday.”
“And Mr. Harmon is better than them?”
“Yes, Mistress. You won’t be disappointed in the sex. Every woman who’s had sex with Sir, believes him to be the best lover they’ve ever had. I personally know of over a dozen, including his ex-wife. He hasn’t got the longest cock I’ve ever fucked, but he has the thickest one. He really stretches your cunt, Mistress.”
Tracy turned to me again. “When are you going to be available again? Rodney mentioned you were taking care of someone else next week.”
“That’s correct. I’m unavailable until a week from tomorrow. When are you going to be fertile?”
“I’m fertile now, so it would be another month before you can breed me.”
“Do you have an objection to my moving in before you’re fertile? I didn’t tell Rodney this, but while I’m living with you, I’ll pay $2000 a month. I don’t want to be a burden at all. I’ll move out and on after a pregnancy test confirms you’re pregnant.”
“I wouldn’t have a problem if you fuck as well as Laura says you can.”
“You have two other children. How careful do we have to be around them?”
“They’re used to other men being in the house, and both are under five anyway.”
“Rodney said he hasn’t fucked your cunt in eight years. Do you allow him any type of sex?”
“I fuck his ass as do some of my other lovers. He’s a good cunt licker and cock sucker.”
“I’m not really interested in gay sex, so I’ll pass on Rodney. Can I fuck other women while I’m at your house? Do you enjoy lesbian sex? I’d use condoms with them if they’re not medically cleared. But I enjoy watching women having sex with each other, and sexual variety. Obviously, while you’re fertile, I’ll concentrate my efforts on you.”
“That seems reasonable. I’ve had sex with other women submissives, although that was all one sided.”
“Just out of curiosity, what’s the most you’ve ever cum in an hour?”
“I’ve never timed it. I imagine it’s around five or six times.”
“If I could make you cum eight times in an hour, would you allow Rodney to fuck your cunt?”
“I can’t even feel his little dick inside of me.”
“That’s not the issue. I don’t care if you can feel him. You’ll have felt me plenty. Will you let him fuck your cunt if I can make you cum eight or more times in an hour?”
She looked at Rodney. “If you can make me cum eight times in an hour, he can fuck me, and I’ll let him fuck me one additional time for each one over eight in an hour. Why do you want him to fuck me?”
“I was just thinking even a cuck should get to know what his wife’s cunt feels like after eight years.”
Tracy smiled. “I like your confidence, Brick. I think I’m going to enjoy your visit.”
“I’ll have a contract sent to you. It requires both your signatures. I’ll see you in roughly eight to nine days. Primarily, it outlines my agreement to forgo any interest in any children we produce, and you forgoing any attempt to collect child support.”
“Neither of those two items should present a difficulty.”
“Then I guess we’re in the business of making a baby together.”
Our food arrived shortly thereafter, and we carried on a general conversation for much of the time we were eating. I told them a bit about myself and why I was now doing this. Tracy talked about how she discovered cuckold porn on Rodney’s computer and then making him a cuckold. After a few months cuckolding him, but still occasionally having sex with him, she finally cut him off completely, especially when she began having sex with men with superior dicks.
“I’d never had a vaginal orgasm with Rodney. I wasn’t even sure they were a real thing. He got me off by licking me. The first time I fucked an eight inch cock and had a vaginal orgasm, is the day I decided he wasn’t worthy of fucking me. I didn’t want my children born with inferior dick genetics, so I started fucking big cocks to get pregnant. Most of the men I found with big cocks were black, hence two mixed race children.”
“Mistress, what does Rodney’s family have to say about your children?” Laura asked.
“They know I fuck other men. They’re not happy about it, and have recommended Rodney divorce me, but he refuses to do so, because he’s happy being my submissive cuckold, so they can eat shit as far as I’m concerned. They don’t know Rodney isn’t fucking me, thinking that the men I were fucking put their sperm in me far deeper than his little dick could go, and that’s the reason I had biracial kids. They treat the children okay, but I don’t believe they love them as much as they would if any of them were Rodney’s.”
“Is that the reason you’re having a white child now?” I asked.
“Not really. I don’t care what his family thinks as long as Rodney doesn’t care. I think they’d give him less grief if he had a white kid though. It’s more for him than me. Rodney treats the children great. He’s a wonderful father. He doesn’t care who made them.”
“Do you think that’s odd, sir?” Rodney asked. “My being a cuckold?”
“I don’t quite understand it emotionally, although there was a lot of research done by my ex, who’s a psychologist, so I know a lot intellectually. I was trying to understand Laura’s husband. I’m not really possessive about women I’m fucking, so I don’t have issues with them fucking other people. I don’t get the angst, humiliation, masochistic aspects of being a cuckold. I separate fucking, sex, from the emotions I feel for people. I can care for someone without feeling the need to control their fucking, or mine. It’s why I couldn’t be faithful to my ex. I was fucking other people for fun, not because of an emotional investment, so it didn’t seem as bad to me, as it was to her. I didn’t think it would have bothered me if she had sex with other people, as long as she took precautions. Maybe it would have if she’d fallen in love with someone else in the process, but I’ll never know. I’m not made for marriage. Perhaps I don’t feel things in the same way. I’m not sure.
“Obviously, I’m hoping that the families I’m making a baby for, can divorce themselves from how the child was made, and worry about its welfare. I want the children to have a good life. I want responsible people and families raising them. I’m not concerned about your situation, because you’re already raising other men’s kids, so I expect my child would get equal care.”
******
After our fine lunch with the Mainquists, we went to the airport. As expected, when going through security, Laura had to submit to a strip search, like Becca had previously. She was extremely aroused when we boarded the plane. We took our seats in first class. I turned on Laura’s Lush and she put a couple towels under her bottom to absorb the love juice she was already exuding. The flight attendant came for drink orders. I was very pleased to see it was a recent friend serving us.
“Diana, you’re looking gorgeous. How are you?”
“I’m doing fine, thank you, Brick. Who is this beautiful woman?”
“Laura Smith, the woman I am breeding for her husband.”
“Is she pregnant yet?”
“Probably, but she needs to take a pregnancy test in the next couple days to be sure. Are you laying over in San Francisco tonight?”
“Yes, and before you ask, I’d love to spend the night with you and Laura, but only the one night. I won’t do that to my husband again”
“That’s fine. I’ll be staying at the St. Regis once more.”
“Where’s Becca?”
“Keeping an eye on things for her new boss in Seattle.”
“Who’s her new boss?”
“Roxanne, who is also Phillip and Laura’s Dominant. It’s her collar that Laura is wearing, though I’ve been in charge of her while Roxanne was in San Francisco, wrapping things up.”
“So you’re going to be seeing her as well?”
“Yes.”
Laura began to quiver from an orgasm.
“Let me guess, a Lush.”
I laughed. “Show Diana your tail, Laura.”
Laura pulled her skirt up until her pussy was exposed, showing Diana the tail protruding from her wet cunt. Diana laughed and motioned Laura to straighten her skirt again.
“We’ll do our catching up tonight over supper,” I said. “I’ve got a lot to tell you.”
“As long as we can get to the fucking rather quickly,” Diana said. “I’ll return for another order in thirty minutes or so.”
******
Roxanne had arranged for a driver to meet us when we got off the plane. Once in the terminal, I called to let him know we’d be a little late as we were waiting for a flight attendant to deplane.
“Brick, is that you?”
“D’Jon?”
“I hit the fucking jackpot again,” D’Jon laughed. “How long are you in town?”
“Until Saturday.”
“You don’t use any other driver but me. I swear I’m clearing my schedule now.”
“I’ll have a treat for you,” I said.
“Fuckin’ A. I know what your treats are.”
We waited for Diana to join us then went down for our luggage. Diana saw it was D’Jon and gave him a brief hug as we waited for luggage. Laura was standing beside me at the carousel.
“You’re going to fuck the limo driver later,” I told her.
“Thank you, Sir. Phillip will enjoy knowing I’ve been fucked by yet another new man. I take it you’ve met him before?”
“Last trip to San Francisco. He drove us a couple times. Roxanne, Becca and Diana all had sex with him at various and sundry times.”
******
When we got in the limo, D’Jon left the window open between the driver’s compartment and the back. I had Laura ruck up the bottom of her skirt and masturbate for him. It wasn’t a horribly long drive, but still, Laura managed to orgasm twice while her fingers capered in her juicy cunt. Before we got to the hotel, I told D’Jon to stop at a pharmacy. He pulled in to one.
“Did you manage to clear your schedule,” I asked him.
“Sure did. Told them I was going to be your personal driver while you were in town.”
“You’re hoping the limo isn’t the only thing you’ll be driving, aren’t you?”
“You got it boss.” Wide grin splitting his face.
I went inside the pharmacy and made my purchases. Laura was still jilling herself when I returned, since she hadn’t been told to stop. Both Diana and D’Jon were enjoying the view.
“We won’t need the car again tonight. Why don’t you join us for supper at the hotel. Find someplace you can park this beast.”
“The hotel has a couple truck spaces. I’ll manage.”
Sure enough, he found a place to park the limo and he grabbed our bags for us, the full service driver.
I went to check in. “Your other guests are already here, Mr. Harmon. They’re in your room.”
“Thank you.”
The hotel bellhop tried to take our bags, but D’Jon said he had them. We went up to our room and Roxanne and Phillip were waiting for us. Phillip was naked and caged, Roxanne was dressed to the nines, but looked as though she’d lost her bra. Phillip was down on his knees, eating her out. I introduced Diana to Phillip, the only person she hadn’t met so far. Diana changed out of her uniform, stripping easily in front of the the others.
“How did you like your surprise?” Roxanne asked.
“You arranged for D’Jon to be our driver?”
“Of course. How are you D’Jon?”
“Terrific, Ms. Martinez.”
I laughed. We hung up our clothes, and Phillip was told to get dressed. I told D’Jon to hang up his uniform coat and tie, so he didn’t look like a limo driver, and more like a friend.
His eyebrows arched mischievously, then he took off his coat and tie, leaving him in a crisp white shirt and black slacks.
We went to dinner at the Grill, and I told D’Jon to order whatever he wanted.
“Phillip, Your wife was strip searched at the airport,” I said. “She was wearing her Lush when she went through security. Of course, it made her extremely aroused, and between that and the Lush, she must have climaxed a dozen times on the plane. A lot of the other passengers in first class couldn’t help notice how often your wife was cumming, which made her even more aroused. They kept looking at her, this beautiful woman climaxing on the plane near them. I’m sure most of them, male and female, would have wanted to fuck her.
“Then, on the ride from the airport, Laura masturbated so that our driver, D’Jon could watch her.”
Roxanne added to his discomfort. “After supper, D’Jon is going to fuck Laura, Phillip. You’re going to strip her naked for him, and give her to him.”
Phillip groaned, his cock cage suddenly painful.
“Wait a minute,” D’Jon said, “you want me to fuck his wife?”
“No, I don’t want you to. Phillip wants you to, don’t you, Phillip?”
“Y-y-yes,” Phillip stuttered.
“Say it, Phillip. Say what you want, don’t just agree to whatever is said.”
“I want him to fuck her.”
“There you go, D’Jon. Right from the horses mouth.”
“Damn!”
“While we’re going over the company information tomorrow, Phillip, D’Jon is going to fuck her over and over again. Brick bought him two dozen condoms upon my instructions, to be sure he wouldn’t run out.”
Phillip groaned again. Roxanne smiled at him.
“I suggest you get your fill of watching them fuck tonight, because if you watch them tomorrow, you’ll be punished.
I chatted freely with Diana and Roxanne. The others were fairly quiet, thinking their own thoughts. Laura was looking at D’Jon, the next person who would fuck her. Phillip was looking at the two of them, imagining it in his head. I paid for the meal and we went back to the room, where Phillip quickly stripped again, well trained.
Roxanne told Phillip it was time to give his wife to D’Jon. He undressed her (not difficult because she was only wearing two things), then he put her hand in D’Jon’s, and stood there helplessly. I tossed a box of a dozen Magnum condoms on the bed.
“Phillip, remove the Lush from Laura’s pussy, and place it in her anus, where it will vibrate as D’Jon fucks her, ensuring she’ll have massive orgasms. If D’Jon wants to fuck her ass, he can remove it himself, and he’ll give it to you to clean off.
“D’Jon, put a condom on every time you use anything but her mouth. Put a new one on every time you switch holes. You may fuck her as much as you want until 11:30, then you need to leave so Phillip can spend the night with her. Be back here tomorrow at nine AM, ready to fuck some more.”
“Holy fuck! I can’t believe this is happening,” D’Jon said, as he watched Phillip move the toy from Laura’s saturated pussy to her pucker, and insert it.
The rest of us got undressed and I climbed into bed with a naked Diana and Roxanne, and I fucked Diana as she and Roxanne pleasured each other in a sixty-nine. Since Diana said she wouldn’t spend more than the night this time, I fucked her for a good hour. Both of the ladies being fucked were quite vociferous in expressing their pleasure.
“God, I’ve missed this,” Diana moaned. “You’ve spoiled me, Brick. No one else has given me as much pleasure as you do.”
“Keep licking me,” Roxanne said. “That’s the price for him fucking you first. Lick, lick, lick, or I swear you can have the bottom.”
Diana laughed and got busy, though she never stopped expressing her pleasure with growls, whimpers, moans, and throaty screams. Knowing Phillip needed to take pleasure in her pleasure, Laura was doing pretty much the same, although D’Jon appeared to be an expert cocksman and didn’t need much encouragement, she was giving it anyway.
“Fuck me with your big, black dick, D’Jon. Fuck me deep. My poor tiny cocked husband can’t go where you’re going, so ravage me. Claim this married white girl pussy and make it yours. Make me cum on your black cock. Oh, that’s right. That’s perfect, I’m going to cum, lover. You’re making me cum. Fuck me.”
Phillip was doing some whimpering of his own as the pain from his cock attempting to get hard in his cage was excruciating. D’Jon fucked Laura’s cunt once, while the Lush was running, before the battery died. She sucked him hard again and he fucked her again, this time without the extra assistance. Then she sucked him hard a third time and D’Jon removed the Lush to claim her ass. His third fucking of the night.
By this time, I’d switched from Diana to Roxanne, and she was enjoying the double stimulation. She laid a little humiliation on Phillip as well.
“Phillip tries. Heaven knows he tries, but he just can’t fuck me like you, Brick. His tiny dick is like half as long and one third as thick. If it weren’t for his pussy licking, he’d be damn near worthless.”
I orgasmed in Roxanne’s pussy and she told Phillip to get over to our bed, and clean up her cunt. D’Jon was lying on the bed, having fucked for quite a while, his cock lying limply between his thighs.
“I want to taste your black cum, D’Jon,” Laura said. “Do you have enough juice to send a load of cum down my throat?”
“I can certainly try,” he said, moaning as Laura wrapped her lips around the plum shaped head.
Since Phillip was between Roxanne’s legs, he couldn’t see what was going on. He could hear the slurping, sucking noises and hear D’Jon’s moans as Laura took most of his cock down her throat. I pulled Diana up and started playing with her as we watched the action on both beds. Laura sucked on D’Jon’s knob for about twenty minutes before he gasped.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum. You wanted it, you’re getting it. A nice load of black cum in your mouth.”
Phillip lifted up his head to look as D’Jon pumped his cock between Laura’s lips, spraying her tonsils with cum.
Roxanne grabbed him by the hair on both sides of his head and pulled him into her messy crotch. “Did I tell you to stop licking me, Cuck?”
“No, Mistress. I’m sorry.” Phillip dove back into her muff.
When D’Jon left, Roxanne unlocked Phillip’s cage and let him fuck his wife. He climaxed within a couple minutes, although he got to spend the night with her and we heard them having sex a couple other times during the night as Phillip reclaimed his wife.
******
“Phillip, this is the way today is going to go,” Roxanne said. “Are you paying attention?”
We’d just woken up, the three of us in one bed, Laura and Phillip in the other.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Today is a work day. We have a lot of things to cover with Brick today. At the end of the day, I have Klara and Hans coming in to give us all massages and to have sex with us. While we are working, D’Jon will be fucking Laura. You will be facing away from them. If you turn to look at them at any time while we are working, and not taking a break, Hans will be fucking you, orally and anally, to orgasm both times.
“If you pay attention to your duties, it will be Klara who fucks you, and Hans will fuck Laura and you can enjoy watching them together. After they leave, I will fuck you with my strapless, as it’s time again. But unless you want Hans big dick cumming in your mouth and ass, I suggest you pay attention to work and me. Laura, please do your part and try not to distract Phillip by begging for D’Jon’s big cock. I have no control over what D’Jon says, but you don’t have to add to Phillip’s distraction and discomfort. If I hear anything but soft moans coming out of your mouth, you’ll be punished. Are we clear?”
“Yes, Mistress, very clear,” Laura said.
“Yes, Mistress,” Phillip replied.
I fucked Diana one more time before breakfast while the others showered. We ordered breakfast from room service, and enjoyed it before D’Jon returned. Then Diana showered and got ready to return to work. She kissed me and thanked me before she left.
D’Jon arrived, wearing shorts and a tee. I gave him another box of condoms.
“Before you get started fucking, Laura,” I told her, “there’s something else I bought for you at the pharmacy last night. Here’s a pregnancy test. Why don’t you check to see if you’re knocked up.” I handed her the box. “The pharmacist recommended it for ease of use and accuracy. Just pee on the stick.”
Laura took the box into the bathroom and came out a couple minutes later. “Someone set a timer for five minutes,” she said.
I set my timer. We chatted about our day tomorrow while waiting for the timer to go off. Laura was calm, but Phillip was antsy. When it went off, Laura looked at the stick.
“I’m pregnant,” she said, throwing her arms around me. “Thank you, Brick, for successfully breeding me.”
“Congratulations, Phillip. You’re going to be a father. I will be staying at your home until after I’ve been with Nick and Nora. After that, I’ll be living in Tacoma for a while with Househusband, Rodney Mainquist, and his wife, Tracy.”
D’Jon looked confused. “Are you the one who got Laura pregnant?”
“Yes, Phillip is infertile. I’ve kind of started a new avocation, getting other men’s wives pregnant. Laura was my second, and I spent last weekend trying to get another woman bred. I’m doing another woman starting next Monday for three days, then I’ll be shooting for my fifth one after that in Tacoma.”
“You get paid for knocking up other men’s wives?”
“No payments. I do it for fun and for the opportunity to have children, raised in stable homes. In fact, I’m giving each child an educational trust fund. I don’t need the money, but I’m not getting married and I’d prefer to have children raised in good homes with both parents.”
“Damn, if you got paid, I was going to start a new career,” D’Jon laughed. “Guess I’ll stick with driving.”
“Well, now’s your chance to fuck a pregnant, married white woman, although she was pregnant yesterday too. We just didn’t know it.”
“I’ve got to say that Laura has about the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt,” D’Jon said.
“She does exercises to keep herself tight for her husband. She keeps Ben Wa balls inside of her except when she’s fucking or going to the bathroom.”
“They’re working,” D’Jon grinned. “She’s a great fuck.”
******
For the rest of the morning, we went over the information that Roxanne and Phillip had gathered about the business I bought, They’d identified possible weak links in the management. They’d be given the opportunity to sing for their supper and see what they said about recommended changes.
Behind Phillip, D’Jon and Laura were frequently going at it. Roxanne and I could see what they were up to. Phillip could only operate on the sounds of their sex to guess what they were doing. You could tell he was distracted, but he didn’t look unless he got up to use the bathroom or get some water. Laura was being relatively quiet. D’Jon was a little more vocal, but he was trying to be quiet because of the work we were doing.
One time D’Jon said, “Take my big black cock in your married white pussy.”
Phillip’s head shot around like an owl when D’Jon said it. He saw D’Jon driving deep into Laura’s pussy from the missionary position. He suddenly realized what he’d done. You could see him start to shake.
He turned back to Roxanne. “I’m sorry, Mistress.”
“I know you are, but it isn’t going to save you. You’ve been distracted anyway, and only giving us about 75% of your attention. I expect better from you. You’ve surrendered the right to determine who your wife fucked to me. She will fuck other people. You should expect it, and your attention needs to remain on me and your job, not who, or even if, she’s fucking. At the end of the day, you can daydream all you want, imagine all you want, fantasize all you want, but now, you shouldn’t be any more distracted than you’d be by a radio playing in the background. It’s why you weren’t looking at them, to better ignore it. If it happens again, I’m going to whip your cock and balls, in addition to the rest, every time it happens. Additionally, you won’t be able to spend the night with Laura tonight, reclaiming her. The only cocks she’ll feel in her all day with be D’Jon’s, Hans’ and Brick’s.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Phillip did better in the afternoon, after a working lunch in our room, though he was still distracted. He lost it again when D’Jon suddenly groaned, “Swallow my black cum, you married slut,” as Laura gobbled on his cock.
He looked back at his Mistress with a panicked look in his eyes.
“Get me my whip, Phillip.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
He got up, watching Laura with D’Jon’s cock deep in her mouth, cleaning up after his orgasm. Phillip went to the desk drawer, found the whip, and handed it to to his Mistress and got on his hands and knees in front of her with his legs widely spread. D’Jon was taking a break. He’d been fucking Laura almost constantly since he arrived, save only for lunch. He watched with no small amount of amazement as Roxanne whipped Phillip’s balls, primarily, since his cock was caged again. D’Jon seemed to flinch with each stroke Phillip took. I had sympathy pains as well. His ball sack looked halfway to tomato red when Roxanne was finished.
“Are you going to pay attention to the topic at hand, Phillip, or will you earn another whipping?”
“I’ll pay attention, Mistress.”
“Yes, you will, but after you lick my cunt to an orgasm. Leave my cunt cum on your face.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Phillip crawled under the table and licked Roxanne as we continued going over the work they’d done. She tried to ignore him for as long as possible, to humiliate him further in front of D’Jon and Laura.
At 4:30, we said goodbye to D’Jon after instructing him to pick us up at 7:30 AM tomorrow for the ride to Redwood City, where we were meeting the management team of my new company. He and Laura kissed goodbye like the lovers they’d been for a good portion of the last day. We had another meal delivered by room service so Roxanne could keep Phillip and Laura naked.
Klara and Hans arrived at 6:00 PM, Hans carrying the massage table. He set up the table next to the window, and both he and Klara got naked.
“Hans, there’s been a slight change in plans,” Roxanne said. “Phillip misbehaved today, and as punishment, he has to suck your cock, and then I want him fucked in the ass. Why don’t you start his massage first, and when you’re finished with him, feed his mouth your cock. Phillip won’t be very good, but I’m sure you can give him some pointers on being a better cock sucker.
“Klara can do my massage on the bed, then she’ll do Brick’s massage. Brick will fuck her as she licks me after she finishes up his massage.
“When Phillip is done sucking your cock, you can start Laura’s massage. When you’re finished with hers, feel free to dip your cock in Laura’s cunt to get it wet. Brick will be leaving a load of cum in it. When you’ve soaked it thoroughly, you can fuck Phillip’s ass. He’s not an anal virgin. He gets pegged twice a week by me, although your cock is at least two inches longer, and fatter than my strapless. When you’ve orgasmed in his ass, he can clean your cock with a washcloth, then he needs to suck you back to an erection, so you can fuck Laura, all cunt. Phillip will clean up Laura’s cunt and your cock when you finish with her. If you can get another erection, you and Brick can fuck Laura with a double penetration, with you in Laura’s ass.”
“Thank you, Roxanne. I will love fucking your boy toy in the ass,” Hans said.
Hans started massaging Phillip, Klara started massaging Roxanne, and I started fucking Laura. Laura wouldn’t be needed until Phillip finished blowing Hans, so I took my time. D’Jon had fucked Laura so thoroughly all day long, her pussy was as loose as I’d ever felt it. Her cunt had been given no recovery time for her natural tightness to reassert itself.
Hans finished the massage and he pulled Phillip’s head over the edge of the massage table and started feeding Phillip his cock. Before Hans orgasmed in Phillip’s mouth, he’d managed to get six to seven inches of his cock fed down Phillip’s throat. Phillip kept gagging, but Hans pretty much ignored him, shoving his meaty cock into Phillip’s throat over and over until he climaxed. By the time Hans climaxed in Phillip’s mouth, I’d emptied my ball sack in Laura’s cunt.
We all moved again and Klara was massaging me while Hans massaged Laura. Phillip was between Roxanne’s thighs licking her cunt, adding girl cum to the mass of semen he’d just swallowed. Klara gave an excellent massage, stretching and loosening any of my muscles stiffened from our day long confab. When I turned over, she made sure that my cock was hard before she finished, then she started riding me.
“You have such a lovely thick cock, Brick. I so enjoy fucking you,” Klara said, riding me, bouncing up and down energetically accompanied by some German words which I had not a clue as to their meaning, but were weaved in between moans of pleasure, universal in any language.
Klara had a well trained pussy and she massaged my cock almost as well as her hands had massaged the rest of me. Hans had finished Laura’s massage, so he plunged into her pussy several times. Phillip almost lifted his head up when Laura begged Hans to fuck her deeper, but caught himself in time. His cock now drenched in Laura’s and my cum, Hans went to Roxanne’s bed and lifted Phillip’s hips, kicking his knees apart to open his ass up.
Roxanne told him to keep licking as Hans fucked him. Hans was gentle enough as he took Phillip’s ass. He knew he was working with a large weapon. He took about five minutes to work all the way down into Phillip’s ass. Phillip groaned as he was filled up. Phillip soon gave up all pretense of licking Roxanne as Hans started fucking him harder, driving his cock all the way up Phillip’s ass. Laura had to take over licking Roxanne for her husband.
Phillip couldn’t get hard in his cage, but Hans’ long cock was massaging Phillip’s prostate enough he started leaking fluid from his caged prick. I fucked Klara slowly, knowing that even after Hans fucked Phillip’s ass, he would then be fucking Laura. I figured I had plenty of time.
Laura got a warm, wet washcloth when Hans orgasmed in her husband’s ass. When Hans pulled out, Laura handed Phillip the cloth so Phillip could wash the cock which had stretched his ass. After washing it, Phillip had to lick and suck Hans to another erection. Phillip was a little more eager with his sucking this time, knowing he wouldn’t have to swallow Hans’ cum and that when he was finished, he could watch Hans large tool fucking his wife, after being denied watching D’Jon and Laura all day.
It took ten to fifteen more minutes of sucking before Hans was ready to fuck Laura. He laid her on the bed and rubbed his cock head on the fluids leaking from her well fucked pussy, then pushed in with a single thrust. Having no need to withhold her verbal appreciation of her fucking, Laura was encouraging Hans and humiliating Phillip.
“Your cock is so much bigger than Phillip’s,” Laura said. “You’re twice the man he is. Fuck me harder, Hans. Even Brick can’t cum as deep in me as you can. Fill my pussy up with cum, so Phillip has a lot to clean up. Oh, fuck! I’m cumming, you Dutch fucker.”
Laura made sure Phillip was experiencing all the angst and humiliation she could, knowing it helped to fuel his mental masochistic pleasure. Phillip was whimpering as his cock tried to expand within the limited confines of his cage.
“He’s a much better lover than you, Phillip. All men are much better lovers than you. You wanted to see me fuck other men, and I have, and every one of them is a better lover than you. Even Jacob had a bigger cock than you do, Phillip. You’ve got the smallest cock I’ve ever seen. Cum in me, Hans. Show Phillip that even though it’s the fourth time you’ll have climaxed tonight, your big balls still have more cum than his tiny little nuts.”
Hans sped up. When I saw Hans increase the speed and intensity of his fucking, I knew he was getting close, so I sped up myself, giving Klara a few more orgasms to take to the bank. Shortly after Hans grunted and emptied himself in Laura’s cunt, I let my payload pump into Klara’s magic pussy.
Phillip started cleaning up after Hans, while Roxanne and I cleaned up Klara’s and my mess. Phillip was working to get Hans hard again. He sucked Hans cock for over twenty minutes, doing everything he could to give him another erection.
After twenty minutes, Hans said, “I have already cum seven times today. I do not think I will get hard enough to fuck again for at least an hour.”
“I knew it might be pushing it,” Roxanne said. “That’s okay. Let’s see, four massages at $175 apiece, plus tip. Would $900 be sufficient?”
“It is more than generous,” Klara said. “Once again, we thank you for your business. We enjoyed ourselves a great deal. Hans always enjoys a man taking cock for the first time.”
“If Phillip isn’t careful, he may find himself fucking men more often than women. He needs to pay more attention to his Mistress, and less to the other distractions going on around him. Phillip, cleanse your bottom, then use the shower and hurry. I’m going to fuck your ass now.”
“Yes, Mistress.” He disappeared, not wanting to disappoint Roxanne further tonight.
Roxanne handed Klara a credit card, and she entered the transaction into an app on her phone which had been sent up with a swiping mechanism to take payments that way. Hans was calling in the end of their appointment to their scheduler.
“It is a good thing we have no other appointments tonight,” Hans said. “I’d be hard pressed to perform beyond the basic services.”
I gave Klara a kiss on both cheeks before they left, and shook hands with Hans.
“You are a good fucker, Brick. My wife loves fucking you. You should consider doing my job. You could do two or three new women every day.”
“I think I do all right for myself.”
He looked at the two women with me now. “Yah, you do pretty good.”
After they were gone, Roxanne said, “I’ve prepared my ass for you, Brick. You won’t be the first. I’ve let Phillip fuck me a couple times to get used to it. I’m going to let you fuck me while I’m fucking Phillip’s ass, so I’ll have the vibrating strapless in my cunt at the same time. Please be gentle with me.”
“I’d like to tell you, you won’t even know I was there, but you will. I think you’ll enjoy it though.”
“Since this will be Phillip’s second ass fucking tonight, and I’m going to be so full, try not to last much past twenty minutes. Both our asses might appreciate it.”
“Whatever you want.”
When Phillip returned, and it didn’t take long as he’d been doing enemas fairly frequently, so there was no build up, he was made to lie face up on the bed. Roxanne had Laura hold his legs up and out. She greased up her strapless and Phillip’s pucker.
As she eased her fake phallus into Phillip’s ass, she said, “I’m your Mistress, Phillip, and your boss. I’m the source of your sex, and your pleasure. You won’t get another erection unless I release you. You need to pay more attention to me, and less attention to anything else. I swear I’ll get a strap on that’s twelve inches long and three inches wide and fuck you twice a day until you have to wear a diaper. Quit testing me. Obey my instructions.”
“Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry.”
Roxanne started fucking Phillip, rather vigorously. I waited until she had an orgasm, then lubricated my cock and her tiny sphincter.
“You might want to hold still,” I said, “let the vibrations themselves do their magic, while I enter you.”
Roxanne stopped moving and I started to ease myself into her back door. She groaned quite a lot as the head popped through, then the pressure lessened until I started getting close to the base. Roxanne groaned some more as I pressed up against her bottom. I held still through two more orgasms. I felt she was stretched enough and had enough endorphins in her body to feel pleasure from my fucking, so I started moving. My fucking her ass fucked Phillip’s ass. When Roxanne started fucking back against me, I knew she was okay, and sped up some more.
“I’m so fucking full,” Roxanne grunted. “If it didn’t feel so good, I’d swear you were splitting me in two.”
I kept Roxanne’s time limit in mind and fucked her ass for twenty minutes, then emptied myself in her bowels as she orgasmed again. I rolled off her when my cock stopped pulsing. Roxanne kept fucking Phillip through another orgasm. Laura had another washcloth ready and washed my cock and Roxanne’s rear entry. Roxanne pulled the strapless out of her cunt and gave it to Phillip to lick both sides clean, then wash it and put it on the charger. More of Phillip’s semen had been massaged out of his prostate and Laura cleaned that off Roxanne’s belly and licked Roxanne’s cunt from the numerous orgasms she’d enjoyed.
Phillip was told to sleep in the messy bed, while the rest of us took showers and got ready for bed. Phillip slept alone in his bed. I slept between Roxanne and Laura, fucking Roxanne normally before I went to sleep.
******
D’Jon was there on time to pick us up. Laura stayed in the room naked while Phillip, Roxanne and I made the trip down to Redwood City. We met with different lower level teams within the company, during the morning, listening to them pitching how their group could best improve the company or cut costs, and in the afternoon, met with the executives in charge of the various divisions. By the time we’d gotten to the CEO, I’d fired the marketing director, the head of product development, and VP of Operations, putting lower level wonks in charge who’d showed initiative in the morning team meetings.
The time came to meet with Brett, current CEO.
“Hey, Bryce, Ms. Martinez. You did quite the house cleaning so far.” He handed me a list of the things he planned to do to turn the company around. “Those people were on my list of items to take care of. We apparently think alike.”
I glanced down at his list. Sure enough, they were written on there, although I had no idea how long ago he’d composed his list.
“Why didn’t you, Brett?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you’ve been CEO of this company for four years, and knew changes had to be made to turn it around for the last six weeks. Instead of waiting for me to come in here and be the bad guy, why didn’t you make these changes weeks ago, if not months or years ago?”
“They’re my friends.”
“If they are your friends, take them out to dinner, have them over to your house, go on vacations with them, anything really, but don’t keep them in positions they are unsuited for. Hell, even move them around to something they’d be less able to fuck up, make it seem like it’s their decision. Don’t drag the fucking company into the ground for your friends.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“If you’d done that weeks ago, it would have saved your job. Keeping that in mind will have to be your next job, I’m afraid. I’ll have some new guy here next week, Brett. Clean out your office. Security will escort you out. Have IT pull his user name and password, Phillip.”
“Yes, sir.” Phillip got on his phone.
“You can announce your resignation because you disagree with the direction new management is taking the company, or wanting to spend more time with your family, or I’ll announce you were fired, your choice.”
“Please, Bryce, I can do better.”
“You’ll have to prove it somewhere else. You lost your chance here. Do you have any children, Brett?”
“Yes,” wondering where I was going with this.
“How old?”
“Daughter eighteen, son, fifteen.”
“If your children began hanging around with other kids who were a bad influence, using drugs, drinking, promiscuous, would you let your children hang around with them because they were friends, or their families were your friends?”
“No.”
“This company was your child, Brett, and it was hanging around with people who were bad for it, essentially ruining your child. You let those people ruin it. You didn’t protect your child from bad influences. You let the relationship thrive, to the detriment of your child, because they were friends. You didn’t protect your baby, Brett. You let it suffer. Sometimes, you piss people off. Your kids would be pissed if you made them quit hanging around with the lowlifes. But you’d do it anyway, because keeping your children safe is more important than their friends. This company should be worth twice what I paid for it. It was cheap, because you weren’t a good steward to your overall family. You let your kids, drink, use drugs and get arrested, in the name of friendship. You put the friendships over your family. Can’t do that.”
Brett looked down at the floor, then at me. “I’ll announce I want to spend more time with my family.”
“Good man. Have your secretary draft something up. That’s what I’ll announce to the press. Roxanne has got some paperwork, including an NDA for you to sign. It also includes a non-compete agreement for anything currently in development here, but other than that, I don’t care if you take a job elsewhere in this field. You might want to take some time off to spend with your family, make the whole thing more plausible. There’s a severance package that should give you six months or so to consider what you did wrong while you were in charge here, to give you a head start in your next job. Don’t make the same mistakes twice.”
“Yes, sir. Who are you bringing in to take my place? Someone from here?”
“Someone from the outside. Someone who managed one of my previous tech companies. He’s already agreed to take over here.”
“Who?”
“Jack Browne.”
“I’ve heard he’s a womanizer,” Brett said.
“You heard right, but he knows not to shit where he eats, and last I heard, he was thinking of settling down. He met a nice lady he likes a lot. He can make the hard decisions that you couldn’t make.”
Roxanne went through the paperwork he needed to sign while I made a company wide announcement that Brett was leaving the company to spend more time with his family, who’d been neglected in his rise up the ladder.
“Phillip, please see Brett back to his office and see to it he has everything he needs when he departs.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good luck, Brett,” I said, holding out my hand. He took it.
******
After another nice dinner at The Grill, we were in the room. Since Laura would be going back with me, Phillip”s cock cage was removed and he and Laura were given free rein to fuck one another. I’d had sex with Roxanne, and we were taking a break. I got a phone call from Jeri.
“What can I do for you?” I asked.
“Do you have time to talk?”
“Anytime for you.”
“I talked to my Mom, then my Dad, and you know what I talked about. Who else is with you at the moment?”
“Roxanne, Laura and Phillip.”
“Has Laura taken her pregnancy test yet?”
“She did, and it was positive.”
“Put me on speaker.”
I did and Jeri said, “Congratulations, Laura, Phillip, on your pregnancy.”
“Thank you, Miss Jeri,” they both said.
“Anyway, I asked Mom about her hitting on you. She said it was before she knew I wanted to marry you. So I asked her if she’d ever cheated on Dad before. She said she didn’t cheat on Dad; that Dad was in agreement that Mom could take other lovers if she wanted to. I asked if he was allowed to do the same. She said that sex with other women, was not one of Dad’s fantasies. My father is a cuckold, Brick. He likes to watch Mom have sex with other men if they allow it. He confirmed it when I talked to him. I had my own source of information about cuckolds, and I didn’t even know it.
“I asked if it were possible Dad wasn’t even my Dad. She said there was about a 20% possibility he wasn’t. In the middle of her ovulation, she’d fucked another man several times, each time Dad fucking her afterward. She said Dad had the slightly smaller penis, but he’d fucked her more often, but the other man put his sperm deeper. Jesus, Brick, how do I not know this about my own family?”
“Because people don’t talk to their own children about their sex lives. Will you tell your children everything you’ve done?”
“Fuck, no!”
“There you go. Did she ask how you knew to ask her if she’d come on to me?”
“I said something to Denise about seeing you to help with something, then Denise said something to Mom, so she knew I’d seen you, though not that we were fucking again. I told her I had. I hadn’t gotten enough of your cock when we were married, and I’d spent about three weeks fucking your brains out. She had the nerve to ask me if she could fuck you, and if you’d let Dad watch.”
“What did you tell her?”
“That if I’d agree, my maybe father would need to take some tests for me, and that I’d watch you fuck her so I could observe Dad’s reactions to Mom getting fucked by another man.”
“Kinky,” I said.
“If he’s not my father, I’m going to fuck him in front of mother. That’s the other part of the deal. We’re taking DNA tests on Monday. If he’s not, Mom has to tell me who my real father is so I can meet him. That’s the deal. They’re thinking about it.”
“Phillip, is there anything in Washington statutes that would keep Jeri from fucking her mother’s husband if they’re not blood related?” I asked.
“I’ll check, Sir,” he said.
“I’m going to start studying cuckolds, maybe do a paper,” Jeri said. “I’d like permission to give Phillip the same tests and questionnaire I’m going to start giving to other cuckolds.”
“You have my permission,” Roxanne said.
Phillip said, “There would be no incest if Jeri’s father is not a blood relation as long as she is over the age of eighteen. Washington recognized non-blood relationships as dependents as long as the child is a minor. If not, then it’s legal.”
“Then I guess you could fuck your maybe father in front of your mother.”
“If she cucked my maybe father, I’m going to cuckquean her.”
“How Oedipal,” I laughed.
Jeri laughed too. “It is, isn’t it. I can’t believe I’m just finding this shit out.”
“How’s the relationship with Tom?”
“Are you asking if I fucked him?”
“None of my business. Just wanted to know if you’re going to continue seeing him.”
“I am. I like him. He’s good people.”
“We’ll talk to you later. Take care. Let me know if I’m going to fuck your mother.”
“You’re a pervert.”
“Your mom suggested it and you agreed if you could watch, and you want to fuck your maybe father if he isn’t. Who’s the pervert?”
“I refuse to answer on the grounds it might incriminate me.”
“Plead the fifth all you want. It doesn’t keep anyone from knowing who the pervert is.”
Jeri was laughing as she hung up.
“You know, Sir; it makes me feel a little bit better knowing there are more people like me out there,” Phillip said.
“I don’t know how much of her research Jeri shared with you, Phillip, but apparently, over fifty percent of internet savvy heterosexual men in America, who took a survey, had fantasized about their wives or girlfriends having sex with another man. Not all men convert fantasies into reality, but you are maybe in with the majority of Americans.”
“How many people took the survey, Sir?”
“Over 4200. The man who did the survey is called Justin Lehmiller. He wrote a book based on the survey. There’s also a book out entitled ‘Insatiable Wives: Women Who Stray and the Men Who Love Them’, by David Ley. Now Laura wasn’t an Insatiable Wife when you told her to find someone to fuck, but she became one. Someone who would have been willing to prostitute herself for sex. You created the monster because you were one of the Men Who Love Them. Reading that might help you understand why you wanted that monster in bed beside you.”
I fucked Roxanne again.
“I should be up in Washington almost permanently in two more weeks,” Roxanne said, panting, sated for the moment.
“I’ll be living in Tacoma by then, banging another cuckold’s wife, trying to give her a white child this time.”
“Damn. Well, Tacoma isn’t that far away. I suppose one of us can make the jaunt for sex.”
“Becca is apparently sharing Jamaal. Laura seemed to like him. He was a little surprised I could outfuck him.”
Roxanne chuckled. “I suppose that could be embarrassing if you prided yourself on your ability to fuck. Do you want to see the space we picked out for our law offices before you leave tomorrow?”
“No, it’s your company. Just let me know if you need money. I’ll loan the money at a point below Prime.”
“If I don’t know how long it’s going to be before I fuck you again, I suppose I should get another good one in.”
Roxanne lowered her mouth over my cock and started sucking. In ten minutes, I was fucking her again.
******
I made sure Laura was wearing a Lush again, so she’d be strip searched. She was so excited, she wanted to fuck on the plane, since she’d gone without me yesterday. Instead, I let the toy run for an hour. A flight attendant leaned over me about halfway through her hour run.
“Is she climaxing?” she asked. Laura was softly moaning at the time.
“It certainly seems so. Is that prohibited?” I asked her.
“As long as she’s not naked and she’s not bothering the other passengers,” she said, “I guess there’s nothing wrong with it.”
“No one seems to be complaining, but that fellow on the other side of the aisle seems to have an erection. I don’t suppose your service includes taking care of one of those.”
“Not on your life,” she smiled, flashing a wedding ring. Her name tag read Karen.
“Karen, I’ve found out wedding rings don’t always mean that much,” I replied. “For instance, the young woman beside me is married to someone else, but she’s carrying my child.”
“Does her husband know.”
“It was at his instigation. He’s infertile. In fact, at the current time, I’m looking forward to breeding my fifth wife, and I’ve recently slept with a couple of others who don’t want children, all with the permission of the husband, except for one, who knew about it, but probably wasn’t all that eager to permit it, but he’d been cheating on his wife for two years so she didn’t much care. A surprisingly large number of men fantasize about their wives having sex with other men.”
“You’re kidding!”
“Not at all. Do you have a layover in Seattle tonight?”
“Yes,” she said reluctantly.
“When you land, call your husband and ask if he’s ever fantasized about watching you get screwed by another man. If he says he has, and over fifty percent of American men surveyed have, tell him that a man has offered to screw you, and record it for him so he can see it. Ask him if he wants you to do it. If he says yes, I invite you to her home for some great sex. If he says no, you go on your merry way.”
“Oh, sure, great sex. That’s rich.”
“The best sex you ever had,” Laura said. “Since my husband encouraged me to start having sex with other men, I’ve fucked several, including a nine and a half inch cock on Thursday night. Sir is the best fuck I ever had.”
Karen’s eyebrows shot up. “What if I don’t want to do it? Maybe my husband is only looking for an excuse to screw around himself?”
“Ask him. Tell him you won’t do it if he’s only looking for an excuse to cheat on you. Tell him you’re only doing it for him if he wants you to, and otherwise, you’re not interested.”
“You really think he’s going to tell me to have sex with you?”
“I figure there’s about a 25% chance. If 50% have fantasized about it, I’m guessing only half of those would be interested in turning fantasy into reality. Does your husband watch porn?”
“Don’t all men watch porn?”
“Yes, apparently, it’s one of the reasons men watch so much porn. It’s something that’s been bred into our DNA. Men who got excited watching another man and woman have sex were more likely to have sex themselves, thereby propagating his genes, even if it was with the woman he just saw having sex with the other man, and even if it was his own mate. What does he watch?”
“Mostly interracial porn.”
“Well hung black men fucking white women, or white men with black or asian women?”
“The first.”
“My, my. I suspect there might even be a more than 50% chance he’ll say yes. What size is his cock?”
“Average, I’d guess, perhaps six inches. Why do you ask?”
“Because the heterosexual men who fantasize about their wife having sex with other men the most, fantasize about their wife having sex with a black man the most. I’m sure some of it is tied to the big black cock myth, that more black men are blessed with larger than average cocks. They don’t want their wife cheating on them with a small cock or similar sized cock. They want some big cock fucking their wives. Give him a call when we land. Maybe I’m wrong. If I am, I’ll give you a thousand dollars by way of apology, for impugning your husband. Even if he says he wants you to, you don’t have to do it. I’m not forcing you to do anything. Mostly, I’m curious, because I know several men who like to watch their wives have sex with other men.”
“A thousand dollars, if I don’t have sex with you?”
“Yeah, if he says no fucking way does he want you having sex with anyone else, the cash is yours. You can go on a shopping spree and buy some sexy lingerie for your husband to enjoy because he wasn’t one of those guys who likes to watch his wife have sex with another man. My ex-wife just told me her mother wants to have sex with me while her husband watches. She also learned he may not be her father.”
She stared at me in amazement as I pulled out my well stuffed wallet and counted out ten one hundred dollar bills.
“You’re crazy,” Karen said.
“Crazy rich. I can afford it. I feel it’s better odds than I’d get in a casino. Do you know Diana Nash?”
“I’ve met her a few times.”
“I fucked her on Wednesday night. She’s in an Ethical Non-Monogamous marriage with her husband. She doesn’t exactly ask his permission first, but he knows she has sex with other people. I’ve seen the texts. You can call her and ask about me if you want. I’ve got her phone number if you don’t have it.”
She walked away without giving me an answer. Not that I blamed her. It’s probably the strangest request she ever heard, but now, she was probably curious herself. Even if she didn’t take me up on the offer, she might ask him if he’s thought about it. Food for future discussions. I turned off Laura’s Lush. It might be nice if she was a little hungry when we landed.
Before the plane landed, Karen asked if I needed to hear her make the phone call.
“I trust you. If you tell me he said no, I’ll hand you the thousand dollars, no questions asked. I’m sure Alaska Airlines doesn’t hire liars as a rule.”
Karen shook her head and walked away again. Like I said. Thinking about it.
As we were getting off the plane, Karen said, “If you’ll wait at the gate, I’ll check on that thing for you.”
“I’ll wait forty-five minutes, no longer.”
She nodded and said goodbye to the next passenger as we got off. We went to the gate and had a seat while waiting.
“Do you really think there’s a better than 50% chance her husband will say yes?”
“Pretty close, anyway. I’m nearly a hundred percent sure he’s in the group that’s fantasized about it, and the type of porn he watches is telling. Don’t you think Phillip would have had an easier time paying attention on Thursday if it were me fucking you instead of D’Jon. The interracial sex thing is pretty strong with most cuckolds. The taboo factor is stronger I think, with black men than white men. It might up the humiliation factor. The couple in Tacoma, the wife has only had children with black men before. It’s more humiliating for Rodney if his wife has a biracial child. The whole world then knows he’s a cuckold. The only people who know about Phillip are the men who’ve had you, and the women who’ve seen it. His management knows he’s a submissive to Roxanne, but not necessarily that he’s a cuckold. It will be fairly easy for him to pretend your child is his. Rodney can’t do that. Everyone knew she fucked a black man.”
It took about thirty-five minutes before Karen came out. She looked as if she’d been smacked in the head with a two by four. Stunned and dazed. She saw us and came up to where we were sitting.
“He said yes. The asshole said yes!”
“Did you call him an asshole?”
“I was too stunned to say anything. I hung up on him.”
“That’s better than calling him an asshole.”
“What are you talking about?”
“What’s your husband’s name?”
“Greg, asshole Greg.”
“Please don’t call him an asshole. Greg just opened up to you about something he may have fantasized about since maybe before you were married. As I said, it’s not an uncommon fantasy. So, he’s feeling really vulnerable right now. He doesn’t know how you’re going to react. Will you be angry, disgusted, divorce him, what? He hasn’t got a clue what’s going on in your mind right now. If the situation was reversed and you told him you liked to be tied up once in a while for sex, if he responded that you were a disgusting pervert and he never wanted to hear about it again, you would have had your fantasy shattered and felt like a deviant. You’d never share any other fantasies with him again, because of fear of how he’d react and that they’ll be dismissed the same way. Your sex remains stagnant and familiar, and never goes anywhere different. It’s how you’ve been programmed to react. Husbands don’t let their wives have sex with other men, but some of them do. Some people have open marriages, polyamorous relationships, go to orgies, swap partners.
“Now even if you don’t want to have sex with me, or any other man, and I’m not saying you do, he’s opened up about something important to him. How you respond may set the tone about talking about your sexual fantasies, whatever they are. Even if you never live them for real, you can role play some of them. Buy a big black dildo if he fantasized about a black man having sex with you. Pretend you’re alone in the house and someone comes in to rape you. Even if you don’t want to be raped, the fantasy could be exciting to you.
“Stop for a moment and think about the advantage of his fantasy to you for just a moment. You meet someone you think is attractive and want to have sex with him. Instead of cheating on your husband, doing something behind his back, that hurts him and makes you feel guilty, you say to him, ‘Greg, I met a really hot guy and I’d like to have sex with him. Can I have your permission?’ And he says ‘Yes, how exciting, and I hope you have a good time and tell me all about it.’ You don’t feel guilty, you get to have sex with the hottie, and you satisfy his fantasy at the same time. You’re not hurting anyone.”
“How do you know so much about this?”
“Because Laura came up to me at a dance club and told me her husband wanted her to pick up some strange man and have sex with him. I had a hard time believing that any husband would tell his wife that. I made her call him right then and confirm it. I had her send a picture of me to him and then one of her holding my cock. At each point he could have refused, he wanted her to proceed. So I read a lot about what I’ll call a willing cuckold, and my ex-wife, who’s a psychologist, researched it for me, so I’d know what I should or shouldn’t be doing. I didn’t want to mess up his marriage. That’s how I got most of the information I gave you on the plane. Research. So Greg is probably frantic right now, wondering if you’re going to come back to him. What I’d like you to do, is call him back and let me talk to him. Would that be okay?”
She opened her phone and handed it to me. It was still open to the phone app. I just hit redial.
“Karen, are you okay? Are you angry?”
“Greg, you’re on speaker phone with Karen and my name is Bryce, and there’s another woman with us as well. I’m the person that suggested that Karen call and ask you about your fantasies. She was all prepared to walk away with a thousand dollars, but you surprised her. It’s not something she ever expected to hear, so at the moment, she’s kind of processing, doesn’t really know what to think. So, let’s just say she’s okay for now, but may want to have some serious discussions about all the fantasies you may have been hiding from her your whole marriage. Are you still with me?”
“Yes.”
“The other woman with me is married to another man, and I’ve been having sex with her with her husband’s permission. I gave her a child because he’s infertile. So when Karen expressed some surprise at that, I suggested it was a fairly common fantasy for some men to think about their wife having sex with another man, and asked her to call you to see if you’d ever thought about it. Raised the way we generally are, she was surprised by your answer, but wants to get more information from you before she decides anything. We need to have an honest and open discussion about this, so it’s very important you be honest with her. Can you do that?”
“Yes.”
“Good. How long have you had a fantasy of Karen having sex with another man?”
“About five years.”
“That’s since we started dating, Greg,” Karen said.
“I know.”
“And you would prefer it if you could see her have sex with someone else?” I asked.
“It’s not necessary, but I’d like to watch. I’d want her to tell me about it, at the very least.”
“I told her that half of all heterosexual men answering a survey had expressed the same thing as you, so a fairly common fantasy, even if we don’t like to admit it. The other husband likes to watch as well. I’ve run across a few other husbands interested in watching their wives have sex. One of the things that concerns Karen, is that you might be telling her to do this because you have a desire to cheat on her, and by giving her permission to have sex with someone else, you’d think you have permission to screw other women. It concerns her, because if she was to do something this wild and crazy, she needs stability on the home front. She needs to know that if she does something a little out there like this, you’re going to be the rock she needs at home. That you won’t use this as an excuse to leave her, because she really loves you and doesn’t want to damage your marriage. Perhaps you could reassure her that’s not the case.”
“Karen, I love you. No matter what you decide to do, I’ll always love you. I don’t want to cheat on you. I have no need to be with another woman. You’re all the woman I need. Do you believe me?”
“I’m not sure what to believe at the moment. I’m just so surprised by what you said,” Karen replied. “I never knew you had any desire to watch me have sex with anyone else. I feel like I’d be cheating on you.”
“Honey, it’s not cheating if you have my permission. Cheating is going behind my back. This is definitely not cheating. I love you more than anything, and nothing would make me change my mind about you and our marriage.”
“I’d like you to think about that for a moment, Greg. Karen hasn’t decided anything at the moment, but if I have sex with her, I will make her beg for my cock. She’ll call out my name as she orgasms, and she’ll orgasm a lot. And I told her we could record this so she could show you her having sex with another man. Thinking about that, is that really something you want to see Greg, your wife begging to be fucked by another man?”
“Yes, I want to see that. To know she’s having pleasure with someone else.”
“Do you have an erection right now, Greg?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to masturbate as you imagine your wife having sex with me?”
“Yes.”
“Knowing your wife will get pleasure, will give you pleasure, Greg?”
“Yes, it will.”
“I’m going to invite Karen to the house I’m staying at tonight. She’s still not sure what she wants to do, Greg, because this is a big step in your relationship. She may do nothing more than have a good nights sleep. If she does decide to proceed, someone will text you at various times telling you what she’s doing. If at any moment, you change your mind and want her to stop, we will. Up until the point where I’m going to put my cock into your wife’s married pussy. At that point, the only one who can stop it is Karen. Everything else, you can stop at any time, but if you’ve accepted all of the other choices, I’m going to fuck her unless she stops it. Do you understand?”
“Yes. How will it be recorded?”
“The other woman will take the movie. She’ll text you that Karen has agreed to get naked, we’ll wait a few seconds to see if you stop it, then she’ll video the unveiling. If Karen’s about to suck my cock, she’ll text you, wait a few seconds to see if you want to stop it, then film it. Right up to the point where Karen agrees to sexual intercourse. At that point, you’ll be notified, but you can’t stop it, although it will be filmed for your pleasure. When her fucking is complete, she’ll text you to tell you she’s fucked another man, and you’re now a cuckold. I will probably fuck her two more times before she has to return to the airport. You’ll have no say in any of those fuckings. They probably won’t be recorded either, because she won’t have the memory on her phone to record it all. When she returns home, you can watch the movie together, and then you’ll probably want to fuck her, to reclaim your wife. While you fuck her, you’ll remember her calling out my name, begging for my cock. You’ll probably cum too quick because you’re so excited. Keep fucking her and cum twice in her pussy. When you have finished, lick all the cum out of her cunt and pretend it’s mine. Do you have any questions?”
“No questions.”
“Karen will text you if she decides to go to my house.”
“Please go, Karen. I want you to go.”
“I’m thinking about it. Goodbye, Greg.”
“Goodbye, honey.”
I ended the call.
“You want him to lick all the cum out of my pussy?” Karen asked.
“It’s a cuckold ritual. From now on, make him lick your pussy any time you have sex to orgasm. If you should ever consider doing this again, have him dress you up to go out, plan your date with him, have him shave your legs and/or pussy. Make him a part of your experience. If he’s actually present for your sex, have him undress you for your lover, put the other man’s cock in you, clean up the mess afterward. If he’s a true cuckold, these will be important to him. I strongly suggest you look up willing cuckolds on the web, to understand your husband’s feelings on the matter, why this is important to him. The question before you now is, do you come to my current residence or go to the hotel you normally stay in?”
“I want to talk to Diana,” Karen said.
“Do you need her number?” I asked.
“I have it. We’re both based out of San Diego, and have the occasional need to swap travel days. If you’ll excuse me.”
Karen got up and stepped away from us so we didn’t overhear her conversation. I had no fear as to what Diana would tell her, and expected to be fucking the delicious Karen shortly.
When she returned, Karen said, “I haven’t quite decided what I’m going to do, but I will come with you. Diana said you can be trusted, and I needn’t fear being drugged or raped. She did warn me that I will crave your cock after you’ve fucked me.”
It was amazing how often the other women made the seductions so much easier. Karen joined us in our car and she texted Greg that she was going to our home. He texted her back telling her to have a good time. We made the trip home, stopping for a meal along the way, giving Karen time to think about what she was doing. I didn’t want her rushing to a decision. I wanted her complete consent to the ravishment I would bestow on her. During the meal, I turned on Laura’s Lush once more, and the sight and sounds of Laura squirming in orgasm during our meal, served to lower Karen’s own inhibitions.
As we continued after supper, I warned Karen that Laura was a submissive, and regardless of anything else which might happen, Laura had to strip naked as soon as she arrived at home.
“Is she your submissive?”
“She was briefly, but both she and her husband are now submissive to her husband’s female boss. I wasn’t going to be sticking around to continue Dominating them.”
“Does that mean Laura has sex with women?”
“Yes. If you have no objection, Laura will clean your pussy after sex. You needn’t do it if it makes you uncomfortable. Diana seems to enjoy it though.”
“She said I might.”
“It will give you another entertaining story to tell your husband.”
“I still can’t believe Greg wants me to do this. I feel it’s all some kind of joke, or a dream.”
“We’ll give him several opportunities to change his mind. I suspect he’s on pins and needles now, wondering what you’re going to do.”
We arrived. “This is your home?” Karen asked as we pulled into the driveway.
“Laura’s. I was staying here as I bred her. Her husband left the master bedroom and his wife to me. He was sleeping in the guest bedroom, where you’ll sleep tonight if you choose not to share my bed.”
As I’d warned, Laura immediately disrobed upon entering the house. Karen was immediately struck with her beauty, as most people were.
“Why would you want to fuck anyone else, when you’ve got this delightful woman to fuck?”
I laughed. “Why climb K2 when you’ve already climbed Mount Everest. For variety. Each woman is unique. No two are alike. Wouldn’t you get sick of steak if you had to eat it every day? Really, I’m incapable of remaining faithful to any one woman, and I don’t really consider Laura mine in the first place. I’ve merely borrowed her, and she needs to be returned to her rightful husband, no matter how much she enjoys fucking me. I would not attempt stealing you from your husband either. I never used to have sex with known married women. That was really my only rule when it came to fucking. Until I learned that some husbands wanted their wives to fuck other men. Now, I only fuck married women if their husbands agree that I can. Your husband has agreed; voila, you’re here. Can I get you something to drink?”
“You want me drunk?”
“I want you relaxed, but in control of all your decision making processes. You can have something non-alcoholic. You can have coffee. I intend to keep you up half the night, fucking you.”
Karen shivered.
“Are you aroused?” I asked.
“Yes,” she admitted. “Diana told me I would orgasm like crazy if I slept with you.”
“There won’t be much sleeping involved.”
Karen shivered again.
“Something to drink?” I repeated.
“A glass of wine, I guess. My nerves are overwrought.”
“Text Greg and tell him you’ve arrived and are having a glass of wine to calm your nerves. He’ll be suffering from cuckold angst right now. He’ll want to know what’s happening.”
As she texted, she asked, “You’ll really stop if he or I want you to stop?”
“I’ll stop whenever you want me to stop. I won’t stop for Greg once you’ve agreed to fuck me. Even if he asked me to stop then, it’s not really what he wants. It’s just second guessing himself, cuckold angst, when he loses control. After that, only you have the ability to stop it. You always get to stop it. I won’t rape you. You can always say no. Laura will take care of my needs if you change your mind in mid-stream.”
Her phone dinged. “Greg is asking if I’ve made up my mind yet. Am I naked, or if I’ve seen your cock yet?”
I handed her a glass of wine.
“Do you want to see my cock?”
Her eyes were bright. “Yes,” Karen whispered.
I stripped off my clothes. “Oh, shit!” Karen said softly.
“Doesn’t Sir have a beautiful cock?” Laura said.
“He really does.”
“Wrap your left hand around it, the one with your wedding band on it, and take a picture of you holding my cock. Then send it to Greg and tell him that if neither of you stop it, this cock is going into your married pussy. See what he says.”
As she wrapped her hand around it, it grew, filling her hand, until her fingers wouldn’t go around it anymore. She took the picture and sent it to her husband, releasing my cock to text the message, but then gripping it again, feeling it grow from her touch.
Her phone went off again. “He said, ‘It’s so big. Will it fit inside of you?’ Will it?”
“It’s fit inside of everyone else. I doubt you’d be any different. What do you want to do?”
“I want to fuck you. I’m still not sure that I should.”
“Ask Greg what you should do.”
She sent a quick text and got an immediate response. “I texted him, ‘What do you want me to do?’ He said I should fuck you.”
“Asked and answered. Greg is on board at this point. The decision is in your hands now, though we’ll give him a couple more opportunities to end things. If you’re ready, give your phone to Laura, and she’ll record the rest and do the remaining texts.”
Without another word, Karen handed her phone to Laura. I took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. “Laura, identify yourself to Greg and tell him his wife is going to the bedroom with me.”
Laura quickly shot off the text. “He asked me to start recording.”
“Text him that I’m going to undress his wife and you’re starting to video. Tell him I’m going to kiss and caress her as I undress her.”
That text was sent and answered. “A big thumbs up emoji.”
Laura started recording, and I started undressing my next fuck. I kissed her as I removed her uniform jacket, and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing nice C cups in a rather plain bra. But after all, she hadn’t expected anyone else to see it. I slid the straps off of her shoulders, so it would drop when I unhooked the back clasp. It did drop when I unhooked it and I palmed her breasts, massaging the fleshy globes, feeling her nipples engorge as I stroked and caressed them.
I turned Karen to face the camera. She tried to cover her breasts, but I pulled down on her hands until she relaxed and let me expose her for her husband’s pleasure. I undid her skirt and pushed it down to the floor and had her step out of it. I slid my hand down the front of her panties and felt her pussy, already wet. Shoving two fingers into her sheath, Karen moaned and pressed up against my hand.
“Text Greg that Karen is very wet, and she’s about to orgasm on my fingers.”
Waiting until Greg answered with another thumb’s up emoji, and Laura began videoing again, I caressed Karen until she climaxed, moaning in her pleasure, despite knowing her husband would see it later. After her spasms ended, I pulled down her panties, and Greg saw how the gusset clung to her pussy lips, it was so wet. I turned her around to kiss her again, telling Laura to ask Greg if he wanted Karen to suck my cock.
Laura said, “Greg says please suck his cock.”
I pushed lightly on her shoulders, and Karen went to her knees, staring at my cock closely for the first time. She had to stretch wide to get the head inside. Something else to let Greg know how big my cock was. Laura shot Karen sucking my cock for about five minutes. I then lifted her to her feet and picked her up to lay her on the bed. Pulling her legs apart to either side, I got between them. Before I started, I pulled a condom from the drawer and put it on.
“Tell Greg his wife is going to cum on another man’s tongue for the first time in their marriage. After she cums for the third time to prepare her for my cock, I’m going to fuck her. The moment of decision is upon him. If he doesn’t stop me before she cums the third time, I’m going to fuck her married pussy. Tell him that you’ll let him know after Karen has cum twice, and he’d better hurry, or else he’s going to be a cuckold.”
Karen was ready to be fucked now. Her flower had blossomed, spread wide, like her legs, wet and dripping. There was no immediate answer, and I wondered if Greg was stroking himself off thinking about what was happening. We gave it about fifteen seconds and then I started licking her. It didn’t take long for the first orgasm, Karen was so aroused. The fact that her husband was going to see her adulterous acts and the taboo nature of this illicit sex had her wound tighter than a drum. The second one was almost as fast, Karen arching her hips against my mouth as I pleasured her.
“Send two,” I said. “Last chance.”
I slowed down, giving Greg a long time to answer, four minutes to her third orgasm.
When she spasmed, I immediately entered her, sending her to a higher plateau as I filled her for the first time, an extramarital fuck.
“Fuck me!” Karen screamed. “Fuck my married cunt. I’m cumming.”
“That’s right. Let yourself go. Tell Greg how much you love fucking me and thank him for giving you to me.”
“Oh, fuck, Greg. He’s so fucking fat. He fills me up. I’m cumming again. No one has ever fucked me like this. It’s incredible. Oh, fuck. I can’t stop cumming. He’s driving me crazy, baby. Fuck me, Brick. Fuck me harder.”
I fucked her for fifteen minutes in the missionary position, driving deep with each thrust, bending her legs almost double. Laura was moving around to catch our coupling from almost every angle. She had four orgasms that way.
“Brick is so deep, Greg. No one’s ever been that deep before. Oh, fuck. You won’t believe how deep he is.”
I put her on her hands and knees and entered her from behind. I could feel my ball sack swinging below us as I sped up, fucking her faster.
“Oh, Greg. He’s going to ruin my married pussy. He’s stretching me out so much. He’s so thick.”
Karen had three more orgasms as I fucked her doggy style. I pulled out after the third one.
“Don’t stop. Keep fucking me.”
“I want you to look at the camera and beg for my cock. Beg me to fuck you. Beg to mount me. When I give you permission, mount my cock in a reverse cowgirl, hold my cock as you mount me and let Greg see how much you want it as you sink over my shaft.”
Getting on my back, I waited.
“Please keep fucking me, Brick. Let me mount your magnificent prick and fuck you. I’m begging for your cock, Brick. Please, fuck me some more.”
“Get over me and put my cock at the entrance to your cunt. Tell Greg I own your pussy now and you’ll let me fuck you anytime I want.”
Karen knelt over my groin and held my cock against her sopping wet cunt. Her pussy juices were dripping down from her, over the top of my cock. She looked straight at the camera and said, “Brick owns my cunt now, Greg. I will come to him every time I’m in Seattle and fuck him if he wants me. He’s breeding other women, Greg. I want him to breed me.”
Whoa! That surprised me. Where did that come from? I went with it though.
“Your wife is going to have my baby, Greg. I’m going to breed her, as soon as she’s had a medical check up to prove she’s disease free, I’m going to fuck her bareback and give her a child from a superior male.”
Of course, he wouldn’t see this movie until later, and everyone would have plenty of time to change their mind, but this was pretty crazy. Karen bounced up and down my cock, moaning, screaming, telling Greg every time she climaxed. I gave it another fifteen minutes and finally filled my condom arching up and bucking into Greg’s wife. The show over, Laura stopped recording.
“About the breeding thing,” I said. “Where did that come from?”
“That’s what you’re doing now, isn’t it; breeding other men’s wives.”
“Yes, with their husband’s permission.”
“You don’t think that if he gets off on that performance we just gave, he wouldn’t grant his permission for you to breed me?”
“I don’t know. Wanting to see your wife fuck another man, and raising another man’s child, are vastly different on the whole. What about you? Do you want to have a child with someone other than your husband?”
“I’m not totally sure, but I wasn’t lying when I said you now owned my married pussy. If anything, Diana downplayed how good fucking you was. As shocked as I was when Greg told me to fuck you, I’m glad I did. Any time I’m in town, you can ask me to fuck you, and I’ll come running.”
“I won’t fuck you without your husband’s permission. I need to know he’s on board fully with you surrendering your pussy to me.”
“It’s hard to imagine now that he won’t be on board. He just got the hottest porn movie ever, and it’s his own wife in the starring role.”
I dug into the pockets of my pants and handed Karen the cash. “What’s this for? I lost.”
“It’s not for you, it’s for Greg. Tell him that if you’re going to fuck other men from now on, you need to wear the finest lingerie. He gets to see the old stuff, your new lovers get to unwrap you from the good stuff. Have him take you to a Victoria’s Secret and spend it all on sexy things for your new lovers. Make Greg help you pick out the items. It’s a cuckold’s job to dress his wife for her other lovers.”
“That reminds me. I need my phone.”
Laura handed it to her. She typed several things in the phone and sent it.
“What did you say?” I asked.
“That he was now a cuckold, and you owned my married pussy, and I’d only fuck him if you gave me permission. When I got home, we needed to talk, because I agreed that you could breed me.”
“Putting it right out there.”
“Letting him think about it a little.”
Her phone dinged. She looked at the message and showed it to me, a beating heart. “I don’t think he’s going to have a problem with you breeding me, do you?”
“It doesn’t appear so, no.”
She sent another text. He fucked my married pussy for forty-five minutes, driving me mad with lust. Brick is about to fuck me again. You won’t hear from me until I’m back at the airport tomorrow. You made your bed, and now Brick is going to fuck me in it.
Greg texted back an Okay. Karen showed me the texts.
“Now fuck me again,” she said. “But first, you said something about Laura licking my messy pussy. I think I need to try that next, because Diana told me I’d be a fool if I didn’t let some woman lick me while you fucked me, and my momma didn’t raise no fools.”
I fucked her once more that night, with Laura and Karen in a sixty-nine, then Laura, the same way. I fucked Karen again in the morning before she left, calling her an Uber to take her to the airport. She gave me her phone number.
“Send me random texts telling me what a great fuck I was and how much you enjoyed me, and plan to use me again, so I can show Greg. I’m going to send you my schedule. If I’m in Seattle, feel free to call me. Greg and I were talking about having a baby. I’ll take some time off when I’m fertile, so you can breed me.”
“Both you and Greg need to be medically cleared. Go off your birth control and tell Greg to start wearing condoms now, because you want to make sure the only cum inside of you from now on is mine until you’re bred.”
Karen laughed. “I can’t believe the strange twist my life has just taken. I was just a normal wife when I got on that plane yesterday, and look at me now.”
“The term you’re looking for is cuckoldress. A wife who’s made her husband a cuckold. Be sure to read up on willing cuckolds. They even have a website for cuckoldresses, teaching them how to manage their new relationship. They also have one for cuckolds. You might want to refer to both of them. One to understand your husband, the other one to guide you. I’ll send you the links.”
******
Over the next couple hours, I sent Karen five texts.
Loved fucking your tight married pussy your husband never properly stretched out.
I’m giving Greg permission to fuck your cunt twice after you’ve viewed the movie together. He must lick his cum out of your cunt. It doesn’t deserve to be there with mine, so he needs to dig deep to get it all out. It’s the last time he can fuck you without a condom until after I’ve bred you.
I loved you and Laura licking each other’s pussies, Especially how you licked my cum out of hers. Get tested so I can start fucking you bareback.
Take your husband with you when you buy new lingerie. I hated that plain Jane shit you were wearing. I want you to look fuckable when any man sees you in it. Greg will know what a man wants to see a woman in.
While you’re out buying lingerie, buy some anal plugs, a set of five, going up to three inches across, so I can prepare your ass for fucking. From now on, your ass and your cunt belong to me. Greg will need my permission to fuck your cunt, but he can never use you ass. It’s my exclusive domain from now on. You can give him a blow job if you want, but you must immediately spit out his inferior seed, or he can cum on your tits and lick it off.
The sixth text I sent her was a kicker. Given Greg’s propensity for interracial porn, I threw it out there.
I have a black friend who’s clean. If you want, we can both breed you during your ovulation and you can take pot luck as to whether or not you have a black child. Won’t Greg feel like a cuckold if you drop a black baby. His cock is even longer than mine. He’ll shove his sperm even deeper inside of you.
Wouldn’t that fuel his cuckold fantasies for a while.
I also sent Nick the contract he and Nora would have to sign for her breeding tomorrow. I told Nick to leave it at his house and I’d pick it up. He sent me their address and told me Nora would be there by nine as his appointment for his surgery was scheduled for seven AM. That didn’t seem right to me. His surgery should take way longer than a couple hours. I’d talk to Nora about it tomorrow.
Jeri was the next person I contacted. “Hey, I met a stewardess, sorry, flight attendant on yesterday’s flight. When I told her about Laura’s situation, I told her to call her husband and ask him if he ever fantasized about her fucking other men. Turns out he had a cuckold fetish, and she didn’t know it. I fucked her last night, and she wants me to breed her.”
“Are you busy tonight?”
“Not if you need me. What’s up?”
“I know you’re going to be busy the next few days, then going to Tacoma. Can you fuck Mom while maybe Dad and I watch tonight. After you fuck her, you can take me home and fuck me.”
“Wow, so soon. You’re not waiting for the DNA tests?”
“Not for this. I’m not fucking maybe Dad. I want to pay attention to his responses to Mom’s fucking. I’ve given him a whole battery of tests and developed a questionnaire based upon my cuckold research. Mom will make dinner and you can fuck her afterwards.”
“Do you mind if I bring Laura? I hesitate leaving her alone for supper or for very long in general, knowing what a promiscuous slut she’s turned into.”
“That’s fine, but I get to fuck you without her.”
“Deal.”
“Be there at 5:00. We’ll have cocktails beforehand, maybe chat a bit.”
I told Laura to skip plans for dinner, we were going out.
“Where, Sir? Should I dress sexy.”
“You’re about to meet Jeri’s parents, and you’ll be naked while you’re there. It’s possible you’ll fuck Jeri’s maybe father. I don’t know their exact situation, if he’s a stag or a cuckold. I may have you lick Grace, Jeri’s mother, after her fucking.”
“Yes, Sir.” Laura smiled.
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Grace and Chester Tyson, or Chet, as he liked to be called, Jeri’s parents, had money. Not me money, but millions and they lived in a home that reflected that, in the richest neighborhood in Seattle, Broadmoor. Broadmoor was surrounded on three sides by green space, the Broadmoor Golf and Country Club, and the Washington Park Arboretum, on the west side of Lake Washington, across a corner of Union Bay from the University of Washington. They could see the lights from Husky Stadium if there was a night game. The median price of a home there was over three million dollars. If I ever bought a home in a neighborhood as opposed to some big piece of land, it would probably be Broadmoor, making us neighbors. Grace usually had a cook and day time maid to take care of the place, but neither of them were present tonight, due to what was going to happen later.
Chet was relatively friendly when he answered the door. I’d told both of them that I didn’t think I should marry their daughter well before the wedding. I’d paid for it, so it hadn’t hurt their pocketbook any. Grace was a little snippier. She hadn’t quite forgiven me for the pain I caused their daughter. Her attitude didn’t improve any when I had Laura strip. Chet seemed to enjoy it though. I don’t know how often he saw thirty year old, model beautiful, women naked, but he appreciated it, from the gleam in his eye. He didn’t say much.
After about the fourth or fifth rude comment to me or Laura, I called her on it.
“Given that I’m going to be fucking you later, you might want to tone down the vitriol. I can always leave and we can forget about this shit, or I can pound you so hard your pussy will be sore for a week. I understand the impulse, I really do, but I don’t have to listen to you. I’ve apologized to your daughter, and she seems to have forgiven me enough to invite me over here to fuck you, at your request, I’m given to understand. Shut it, please and thank you.”
Chet and Jeri both gave her a look. She wasn’t exactly friendly after that, but she was civil.
During drinks and the subsequent meal, I asked Chester about his cuckold fetish, including how it started.
“When Grace and I were still dating, in what was supposed to be an exclusive relationship, I cheated on her. She found out about it and fucked one of my friends in front of me as retaliation. I realized then that I was more intrigued by her sleeping with other men than I was in sleeping with other women. I told her I would never fuck another woman other than her again, as long as I could continue to watch her have sex with other men. I’ve been a cuckold ever since, including on our wedding night and two other times on our honeymoon.”
“A lot of cuckoldry seems tied to men wanting to watch men with larger cocks fuck their wives. Have all of the men to fuck Grace had larger cocks?”
“Most, but not all. I’m a respectable six and a half inches, so there have been a few smaller than I am if Grace found them particularly handsome. Most of them were larger though. Grace does love a big prick.”
“Any blacks?”
“A few. Perhaps ten percent. There aren’t a ton of blacks around Seattle. Most of the blacks were while we were on vacation.”
“Does Grace keep you in chastity?”
“Only when she’s going out on a date with another man.”
“Does that mean you’re in chastity now?”
“I am.”
“I wondered why you didn’t get an erection when Laura stripped, though you seemed to enjoy her appearance. Do you engage in the little pre-date rituals that other cuckold’s seem to love?”
“I do love my rituals. It’s where the sexual tension starts to build. I’m placed in chastity and can’t achieve an erection any longer. I know she’s about to get fucked and there’s nothing I can do to change that. It’s already been decided.”
“Do you have any say in who she fucks?”
“We had a few rules associated with business associates or co-workers. Other than that, she’s pretty much had free rein to fuck whoever she wants to.”
“How did it feel knowing Grace was fucking another man when she was attempting to become pregnant with Jeri?”
“Ah, yes. That was probably the most intense mental torment and physical pleasure I ever received as a cuckold. It’s one of the few times I wasn’t in chastity, because every time her lover fucked Grace, I was allowed to lick and suck his cum out of Grace’s cunt, then to fuck her twice, so there was a chance Jeri would be mine, but also a chance she wouldn’t be.”
“Would it make any difference to you if she isn’t your daughter?”
“Do you mean would I love her less?” I nodded. “No, none at all. I will always consider her my daughter, regardless of what DNA reveals. I will always be a proud papa.”
“Is there a reason you stopped at one child?”
“We only wanted one, I suppose Grace more than me, as she wanted to keep her figure as long as she could so she could continue attracting other lovers, but we both realized that if she had other children, the chances of the other children not looking like me would increase, including the possibility she could have a biracial child. Her lover on that occasion, was partially chosen because he had enough physical similarity to me, any child might be assumed to be mine. I couldn’t be known as a cuckold to the majority of the community. It would have affected my business and our social standing substantially if it was widely known.”
“Is the father someone Jeri would know?”
“She would. We’ll tell her if I’m not her father, but otherwise, the secret will die with us.”
“How does it make you feel to know that Grace will be fucking Jeri’s ex-husband.”
“I suppose there’s a bit more of a taboo thrill because if it. For one thing, there will be a wider age difference than Grace has ever had with another lover. She’s fucked younger men, but not one who was twenty years younger. It’s probably been ten years since she’s fucked a thirty-two year old lover. Grace still looks amazingly young, but time has taken its toll, as it does for all of us.”
“Is Grace medically clean? Will I be fucking her with or without a condom?”
“We’ve always enjoyed Grace fucking other men bareback. I enjoy cleaning out the cum of her lovers, or fucking her after other men have had her. If we didn’t know the men were in good health, such as on vacation, they wore condoms. If they’d been medically cleared, she fucked them without. Jeri informed us that you’ve been cleared because of your current endeavors to breed other women. I’m hoping to watch you fuck bareback.”
“Has Grace been with other women?”
“Not in the complete sense of the word. She’s never licked another woman, but a few times, other women have licked her. There have been occasions she fucked the husbands of women who were cuckqueans. When those men orgasmed inside of Grace, it was as much the responsibility of his wife as it was mine to clean up her pussy afterwards. We shared the duty, shall we say. Grace hasn’t minded being licked as part of that chore.”
“When Grace first approached me about having sex with me, did you know she was going to ask me for sex?”
“We spoke about it first. It was very early after Jeri informed us she’d had sex with you and what a great lover you were. At the time, we didn’t think your relationship was going anywhere. Jeri said you were still having sex with other women, so it seemed more casual and less permanent. I guess there was the Mrs. Robinson thing going on, that Grace could fuck a man her daughter was dating, though if we’d known she loved you enough to marry you, Grace would never have approached you. We were both surprised you rejected her.”
“At the time, I didn’t know about the cuckold thing. I’d never knowingly fucked a married woman, one wearing a wedding ring. I almost rejected Laura because she was, until I confirmed with her husband that he wanted it to happen. Even if I’d known about your relationship to Grace, I probably wouldn’t have, unless I asked Jeri first. I couldn’t imagine asking her if I could fuck her mother.”
“It didn’t stop you from fucking Denise,” Grace said.
“I had very few rules about fucking other people. Marriage was about the only one. I didn’t go after Denise. She came after me. I warned all of you that I didn’t think I should be getting married. I didn’t believe I was ready to settle down. I don’t think I ever will be. I did care enough about Jeri to give it a try. Although I cheated on her, it’s the longest period of time I’ve ever gone fucking only one woman. When I fucked Denise, I’d already cheated with two other women, both of whom I immediately informed Jeri about. I already knew I was a poor husband. Jeri forgave me for both of those, maybe understanding my nature better than I expected. Perhaps I succumbed to Denise easier than I should have, because I subconsciously needed Jeri to know I wasn’t going to change my spots. That our marriage was never going to be the one she wanted, and it was time for her to bail. It did prove to be the impetus for the annulment, so in that way, it was successful. I knew I hurt her, but I was always going to hurt her if we remained married. She would have had to accept being a cuckquean. She isn’t. I’m sorry I hurt her.”
“I’ve worked through most of my anger towards Brick regarding Denise, mother. I’ve now accepted what Brick is. I’ve had sex with him and his other women. I’ve enjoyed it. At this moment, I’m more angry with what you did to Daddy, making him a cuckold; that he might not even be my father. If he’s not my father, I want to fuck him in front of you, make you know what he’s been through.”
Grace got this shocked look on her face.
“You can’t fuck me, Jeri,” Chet said. “For one thing, I still consider you my daughter, even if you aren’t my blood daughter. Second of all, I promised Grace a long time ago I’d never fuck any other woman, as long as I was allowed to know about and even participate in the relationships she had with other men. Thirdly, Grace never made me do anything. She didn’t make me a cuckold; I am a cuckold. I was a cuckold before she fucked my friend in front of me that first time, I just didn’t know it. Everything that’s happened, I wanted to happen. I’ve enjoyed my relationship with your mother more than you’ll ever know. I love her and agreed to and encouraged everything she ever did. I married her knowing she was going to fuck other men for the rest of our lives. It gave me pleasure. It will give me pleasure as long as she continues doing it, which I hope will be until one of us is dead. You said you’ve been researching cuckolds. If you don’t understand that, you don’t know anything about cuckolds.”
That brought Jeri to a standstill.
“I guess emotionally, I still don’t understand that,” Jeri said. “I’ve read it, and intellectually, get it. But knowing how much Brick hurt me, I think you must have been hurt, Dad.”
“Not hurt in the way you mean it. But, the mental pain and angst a cuckold suffers is part of what makes the relationship so rewarding. I feel so much, all these delicious emotions just swirling around in my brain, but it’s accompanied by intense arousal, and the sex after as I reclaim your mother is mind-blowing.”
“I’m more like you, Jeri,” Grace said. “When Chet cheated on me, I was devastated, even though we weren’t married. I loved him, and had already decided I’d marry him if he asked. I was outraged, hurt, and angry, and I wanted to do to him, what he’d done to me, which is why I fucked his friend in front of him. But he wasn’t outraged, hurt, and angry, as I was. He was aroused, excited and happy. I didn’t understand why he wasn’t suffering. As many other men as i’ve fucked in my life, I would still be devastated if Chet took another lover. I’m not him. Even now, as many years as we’ve been married, I don’t completely understand it. I only know that it makes him happy, and I would do anything to make him happy, even have sex with other men.”
“The next couple I intend to move in with, the husband is a willing cuckold, whose wife has given him two black children. He’s been in chastity for eight years. Any comments?” I asked.
“Chastity for that long wouldn’t be possible for me,” Chet said. “I love fucking Grace too much, especially after she’s been with someone else. That’s half of my enjoyment of this relationship.”
“I’ve always enjoyed having sex with Chet,” Grace said. “Sex with him is always softer, more loving. Other sex is fucking. I would rather give up sex with other men, then sex with Chet. He’s not a bad lover. He always ensures I orgasm. That’s not to say I hate the sex with other men. It’s more taboo, and therefore more exciting. It’s wild and unpredictable in a ways sex with Chet will never be.”
“And that’s why you should understand me, Grace,” I said. “Fucking other women is always wild, unpredictable, different. I didn’t hate sex with Jeri. I loved fucking her. But I also love the chase, the first time with another person, the explorations, learning their sexual triggers, what they like and don’t like. Making them cum, turning them into a quivering pile of jelly. It’s what I want to do with you. Make you beg for my cock, beg me to fuck you, to call out my name is ecstasy, while your husband watches you surrender to me. There’s the extra kick of knowing you’re married, that you’re Jeri’s mother, that we used to be related by marriage, but most of all, because you’re just different, a new conquest, someone to turn into my slut.”
“You’re awfully confident,” Grace said. “I’ve fucked hundreds of men, perhaps fifteen to twenty-five every year of my marriage.”
“He has every right to be confident, Mother,” Jeri said. “He does that many women in a month. I couldn’t keep away from his cock even being royally pissed off. The first half dozen women I saw him fuck, still pissed me off, but still I wanted him, enough I climbed into bed with him and his other paramours and learned to fuck other women. The first few times I fucked him after our marriage, I hated myself for wanting to fuck him anyway.
“But in a way, I kind of understand Daddy. Knowing he was knocking up some other bitch like Laura was kind of exciting.”
“So you’ve had sex with Laura?” Chet asked.
“I’ve had sex with a least six other women, and not all of them with Brick in the bed. He was nearby. I’ve not sought out sex with other women, but took it if it was available. If he was fucking someone else, I wanted, needed even, sex with someone else, to prove my own desirability, and mostly, it was women. Brick has tended to convert all of the women he’s around lately into bisexual sluts, and I guess I’m becoming one.”
“One last question, Chet. I brought Laura along in case Grace wanted to enjoy another woman, and/or to clean up Grace after I fuck her. It sounds as if you’d like to take on that job yourself.”
“Oh, yes. One of my pleasures for being a cuckold.”
“Have you ever prepared another man to fuck Grace or cleaned his cock after he finished?” I asked.
“There are a few men who enjoyed the humiliation aspect of fucking a cuckold’s wife. Grace never expected it of me; she’s not into the most humiliating aspects of cuckoldry, out of love and respect for me, primarily. She left it up to me if I would engage in such behaviors. Most of the time, I didn’t, but if I liked the man myself, not physically, as I don’t find myself physically attracted to men, but as friends, I would on occasion take care of him afterwards, or preparing him beforehand. It’s another way of participating in my wife’s sexual adventures. Sometimes, it adds to the experience for both of us.”
“After reading about cuckoldry after fucking Laura for the first time, I let Phillip try both things. Turns out, neither one of us enjoyed it, so it went by the wayside, but I have to admit, having my former father-in-law sucking me off after fucking my former mother-in-law, kind of raises the bar for me.”
Chet smiled at me. “I think we understand one another well enough. Why don’t we get started with what you’re here for.”
“I want you to know, Chet, that I intend to make love to your wife. While I’ll also fuck her, I will love her as tenderly as I’ve ever loved Jeri, including kissing her. Grace will beg for my cock. If that’s something you don’t want to see happen, you might not want to be there.”
“I will never not want to be there, no matter how much Grace enjoys it. Watching her enjoy sex is another benefit of my cuckoldry.”
“Compersion,” Jeri said.
“What’s that, honey,” Chet asked.
“It’s like the opposite of jealousy. Instead of being upset Mother is taking lovers, you take enjoyment from the pleasure she receives.”
“I didn’t know it had a name, but yes, I very much enjoy her pleasure as she fucks.”
We adjourned to the bedroom, hugely spacious, king size bed, with a chair conveniently placed for Chet’s viewing pleasure. Laura took Grace’s vanity chair and sat beside Chet. Since Jeri was more interested in watching Chet, than watching me fuck her mother, she sat on the floor where she could observe him, and not the bed.
I seduced Grace much the same as I’d seduced most women in the last two months, with one important difference. I didn’t undress her, I let Chet undress her, kissing each inch of skin as he exposed her to me. Her breasts, while not huge, had sagged some over time. She kept her pubic hair trimmed, but not shaved, and there were gray hairs in amongst the dark auburn curls she’d bequeathed her daughter. I suckled her nipples, kissed my way down to her crotch and licked my way to her first orgasm, all before we entered the bed.
“Undress me now. Show your husband the cock you intend to let inside of your married pussy.”
Grace undressed me. As she’d said, she’d fucked a lot of men over the course of her marriage. She wasn’t shocked by my length, she’d had longer. My girth and heft still managed to surprise her. It was a big slab of meat. She looked at Chet, then sank to her knees to suck my cock. She was old enough, I didn’t want her on her knees for long. I picked her up, kissing her, and carried her to the bed, slowly setting her down.
Spreading her legs wide, I ate her out until she begged me to fuck her, to fill her with my cock. I put the tip of my cock in her sheath, but left it there, teasing her, while kissing her, until she moaned and thrust off the bed, driving herself onto my cock. I didn’t know how limber she was, so didn’t crank her legs up to her ears, but she wrapped them around my waist, encouraging me to fuck her deeper. I was long stroking her, using every inch of my cock. Due to the way my cock was built, it stretched her wide at the head, relaxed a bit right in the middle, and stretched her again as I bottomed out inside of her, my heavy balls smacking her ass. She was going nuts.
“Fuck me, you big dicked fucker. Faster. I can take it. I’m so fucking full, Chet. No one’s ever stretched me like he has. No one. Oh, fuck, I’m cumming again. Damn, Jeri, no wonder you couldn’t stay away from this cock. It feels so good. Fuck me, I’m cumming some more.”
I fucked her for a half hour in that position, then fifteen more minutes in doggy, though her arms gave out on her and her head rested on the bed as I held onto her hips, holding them up so I could keep rocking into her cunt. I lost track of Grace’s orgasms, some of those I thought were short fast ones, might have been one longer multiple orgasm. She was loving her fucking and letting everyone know how much she was loving it. There was no question in anyone’s mind.
“Cum in me. Fill me with your cum. Give Chet a reason to lick me. Oh, God, can you fuck a long time. You need to cum soon. Fuck! I’m cumming. Oh, Chet, even without his cum, you’ll have so much to clean. My pussy is one hot mess. Fucking cum already.”
I gave it another five minutes, then hosed down her pussy with a lot of cum. It had been a long time since I fucked Karen this morning, and I’d fucked Grace for fifty minutes, building up a substantial quantity of cum. I pulsed ten or twelve times to fill her pussy with my seed.
When I pulled out, a long string of mixed cum clung to my cock until I was a foot away, before it finally snapped. Her ravaged cunt was leaking a huge creampie.
I rolled off to the side. “Grace is all yours, Chet. I hope that worked out for you?”
“Oh, yes. Exquisite.”
He climbed between his wife’s legs and began licking the cream drooling from her pussy. I didn’t know if Jeri would want to lick her mother’s cum off my cock, so I had Laura do it.
“We need to go, Mom, Dad. I’ve got something Brick needs to take care of,” Jeri said.
“Like he took care of me, I imagine,” Grace said. “What a great fucking. Run along and let Brick take care of that ‘need’ for you.”
We shot on over to Jeri’s townhouse. She was naked before we got five feet from the door and I was plowing her on her living room couch. I gave her every bit as good as I gave her Mother.
She rolled over when I was done, and Laura cleaned both of us off.
“Now, get out of here,” Jeri said. “I need to shower and get ready for bed.”
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