How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 22

"Yes, it's possible I could end up with a biracial child. Greg knows this and accepts it could happen, and he doesn't care. You can speak to him if you want. This is going to happen whether you like it or not, but I wanted to tell you so you wouldn't be surprised if your grandchildren looked nothing like Greg. He wants all of the children I have to be fathered by someone other than him, so this won't be the last time I have children with another man."

"Absolutely, I'll put him on the phone now. I have to admit that fucking men with larger cocks has been very enjoyable, and it would be hard to stop now, but Greg wants it as much as I do. Here he is."

Greg confirmed everything that Karen just said.

"They didn't sound too happy, Mistress," he said after hanging up.

"I didn't think they would be, but it's out there now. I'm sure they would have found out eventually, even if we didn't tell them. They can accept it or not, but this is our life now."

I couldn't believe what was going to happen in a couple days. This was stranger than the Labor Day Party.

******

I plastered five more loads of cum in Karen's fertile womb that day by bedtime, while Hans did four. The reason he only put four loads in her cunt, is he put one in her ass. Hans and I double penetrated her the first fucking after supper, me in her pussy and Hans, a Dutch invasion of her kont, (Dutch for buttocks). Oh my, did Karen ever squeal on that one. She enjoyed hell out of it, but we only gave her a twenty minute fucking on that one, since between the two of us she was skewered good.

Since we were both sturdy boys, I picked her up and dropped her on my cock standing up, then Hans entered her bottom in a rearguard maneuver. We bounced her up and down on our cocks through nearly a dozen orgasms.

"Fuck, Greg! Do you see how much cock is inside me right now, how full I am, baby. Just one of these cocks would be amazing. Two is out of this world, and they're both inside of me. Fuck!"

Every time we climaxed that day, Greg was johnny on the spot, licking her pussy, (and ass the one time) clean. I let Hans get Greg's oral attentions before and after a breeding. I let Karen take care of mine. I'd participated yesterday, but didn't want to keep feeding Greg my cock. It creeped me out.

I nailed Karen one more time after Hans took Greg to bed. I have to admit, that last time was more of a love making, than a fucking. Things were quiet, it was just the two of us, and I was feeling mellow. It was the longest, most tender sex I ever threw her. There was a lot more kissing and licking on my part than I usually did. On the other hand, it was the smallest batch of baby makers I'd given her all day. She was exhausted when she fell asleep, her hand wrapped around my cock like she was worried it would escape.

******

Thursday, both Hans and I had fucked Karen three times before Jamaal arrived with Becca.

She hadn't been kidding when she said she'd bow down before Karen if she met her. The second she walked through the door, she was on her knees, kowtowing to the Queen of Sluts. Seeing everyone else was naked, Becca quickly threw off her clothes. She greeted Hans like an old friend, or fuck buddy anyway. We introduced Becca and Jamaal. Karen was appraising him as a potential lover and possible father of her child. Greg was ecstatic.

"Can I get in on any of this man meat, or is it all going into the Slut?" Becca asked.

The slut responded, "They can start out in someone else's cunt, but they need to finish in mine."

"That's cool. I can live with that. What do you think, Jamaal? You ready to shove your licorice stick up the slut's pussy and give the happy couple a black baby?"

"Before he does, I have a contract he and the happy couple have to sign absolving him of any responsibilities toward a child, and any claim on the child if he's the father," I said. "It's part of the deal."

"I was a little worried about that part. I'm not ready for the financial responsibility of a kid."

"I've got you covered," I said. "I told you it would be no strings attached, and it is."

They all signed the contract. Jamaal looked at Greg, wearing more girl's panties, with a crop top T that said 'Cum Repository' on it.

"You sure you're in for this, man? Ain't no hiding a black baby. Whole world gonna know you a Cuck. I understand the thrill of the moment, your woman fucking a big, black, nigger cock. But a kid isn't a moment. That baby is yours for life. Every person gonna know your lady fucked a black man. Might be a lot to live down."

"Sir, the thought of my wife having a black baby is so arousing to me, my cock hurts like a bitch because it's locked in a cage. I've invited my parents to watch my wife be bred. It won't be a surprise to them if Karen's baby is black, and we've told hers, she's going to be fucking a black man, and there's a one in three chance it will be black. We've invited a lot of the people we know to watch. I've accepted I'm a cuckold and that I enjoy being a cuckold.

"It's thrilling to me to watch Karen fuck other, more masculine men, to see the pleasure she receives from other men, that I can't possibly give her. Mr. Hans has agreed to let me suck his cock and prepare him to fuck my wife, and to suck his cock clean after their sex, but he's bisexual. I don't know if you'd be comfortable with me doing the same for you, but I'd be honored if you let me."

"You care if this white boy sucks my nigger dick, Becca?"

"If I thought you had a gay bone in your body, it might bother me, but you're as big a pussy hound as Brick, so if you want Greg to clean up your mess, I don't give a shit."

"You lettin' this boy suck your dick, Brick?"

"I let him yesterday, so he could get his cuckold fix, but that was it for me. But I'm perfectly happy letting any woman who wants to do it, do it. Tomorrow, at the breeding party, I'm going to let him put my cock in his wife's cunt the first time, for the amusement of the guests and to show them that Greg's all in on her breeding, but I think that's it for me."

"That makes sense. You want to suck me at the party, I'll let you, but otherwise, I'd prefer a female mouth wrapped around my knob. Give your wife something to do other than lie there. How many times you fucked her already, Brick?"

"Today, three and Hans has fucked her three times."

"You expect me to catch up to you?"

"I expect you to do what you want."

"Could you, sir," Greg said. "I'd love it if you could fuck her three times straight, and would you mind if I shot video."

"Why?"

"I love interracial porn, and an interracial porn movie starring my wife would be the hottest thing ever."

Jamaal laughed. "Crazy ass white people. Fine, shoot your movie. I suppose if you've fucked her Brick, I don't have to take it easy on her. She already broke in for nigger dick."

"Honey," Becca said, "you care if I fuck either of these other two gentlemen?"

"They don't look like gentlemen to me, but I got no problem you fuck white nigger dick like those two. Come on, white boy, I got me a wife to knock up."

Jamaal took Karen's hand and asked her to lead him to the bedroom. If he was going to fuck her three times in a row, it was going to take some time.

"I can fuck you, Becca, but I have to save the sperm for Karen. That's my agreement with her. Looks like she's going to be busy for awhile. Hans, however, can give you a load if you want."

"Come on, Hans, show me the spare bedroom, then split me open on your big cock," Becca said.

There I was, alone, waiting for the two other guys to finish. How was I not fucking someone? I texted my two slaves and told them how much I missed them.

******

Roughly an hour later, Becca rejoined me in the living room.

"How many times did Hans fuck you?" I asked.

"Twice, I think I broke him. Or, at least, he was too tired to go on. He's taking a nap."

"That is five times he's fucked since he got up that I know of, and he might have been fucking with Greg before he got up. I'd cut him some slack."

"How about you? Can you get it up?"

"Yeah, and it sounds like Jamaal has knocked out a couple loads, and started his third, so if you and I started now, I should be able to put the load inside of Karen."

I pulled her down in my lap. Her cunt was leaking a little. If Hans had cleaned her off, he hadn't done a good job. I started playing with her and kissing her neck.

"What do you think of Greg?" Becca asked.

"I think he's one of the most submissive men and biggest cuckolds I've come across. Getting excited about having your wife bred in front of your friends and parents, is not something Phillip would have done. Nor would he purposely have chosen a black man to breed Laura, but he couldn't have a child, even if he wanted one, so he wanted someone who would produce a child that looked somewhat like him. Greg might be able to have a child, but wants someone else to provide it. He's definitely at the far end of the Cuck spectrum. How is Phillip, anyway?"

"He's good. Happy. They both like Roxanne as their Mistress."

I pushed a finger inside of Becca's slippery sheath. Pretty sloppy in there. I'd definitely be taking seconds, no question.

I set her over my lap, and she slid right down my cock, and I was in a warm, wet, juicy cavern.

She moaned. "I can't believe I regularly fuck Jamaal, just got pounded twice by Hans, and it still feels like I'm a virgin when you fill me with your cock. You are so fucking fat."

"It's my superpower."

Becca laughed. "It sure is."

About a half hour and six orgasms for Becca later, I definitely heard the sound of a bull moose mating call, and figured Jamaal had painted his target for the third time. I carried Becca impaled on my cock into the master bedroom. Karen was sucking Jamaal's cock clean while Greg was hard at work on her well fucked pussy.

"Move aside, cuckold. I've got another full load for your wife," I said, setting Becca on the bed.

"Yes, sir," Greg said, scrabbling away, and I pushed my way into her swampy cunt, and started pounding.

"Oh, fuck!" Karen moaned. "Fuck me, lover. Deposit your baby batter in my married pussy."

I gave it about ten minutes, and did exactly that, added a tenth load of cum to her pussy today. Not all the moans she was making sounded like moans of pleasure. I suspected she was getting a little sore. Greg went after the mixture of cum now seeping from her cunt.

When Greg was done and Karen sent him into the kitchen to start on supper, I asked her how she was.

"Sore. All three of you have larger than average cocks, and I've been bred ten times today. I need a rest."

"We can give you a rest. Maybe hit you up one more time apiece after supper, then stop, give you a night off. Another good shafting in the morning, then pause for the rest of the day to help get ready for the party tomorrow night. You should feel good enough to take six more loads at the party."

"That sounds doable," Karen said.

She took a shower to wash the dried cum and sex stink off her before joining us in the living room. Jamaal, Hans, Becca and I were enjoying a drink that Greg had made. Becca was sitting in Jamaal's lap, and Karen joined me in mine.

"What's the count on the RSVP's?" I asked.

Karen picked up her phone and checked. "All but one couple and Greg's parents have said they're coming. No answer yet from Greg's, but they might still be arguing about it. The other couple said they're not coming, and I'm not totally surprised."

"Too kinky for them?" I asked.

"No, it's my girlfriend and her husband and I felt sure she would be willing to come, but if anyone would think this is a wonderful idea and want to try it out, it would be her. I think her husband is afraid of the same, that if she saw me openly fucking three other guys outside my marriage, making my husband a public cuckold, she might try it too. She's that wild. What he doesn't know, is she's already had some strange on the side."

"If he saw his wife fucked by three big cocks, he might like it too, sir," Greg said. "He is not well endowed either. He knows he doesn't measure up to other men, and it scares him his wife will leave him for someone else."

"Is that a possibility; that she'd leave him?" I asked.

"Except for the sex, she's pretty happy with him," Karen said. "She does have a wandering eye, though."

"If her husband accepted her having sex with other men and helped her to do it, she'd have no reason to leave him, Mistress," Greg said. "I should say something to him."

There was a sudden, loud insistent banging on the door. Since we were all sitting around in our birthday suits, no one jumped up to answer, and they banged again, louder. Greg went to the door and looked out the peephole.

"It's your parents, Mistress."

"I'm going to invite them in. Anyone want to get dressed?" Karen asked.

No one jumped up and we all kind of looked at each other. "I guess not," I said.

"Open the door, Greg," Karen said, comfortably seated on my lap.

Greg opened the door and an angry couple came in, then pulled up short as the tableau greeted their eyes, three naked and well endowed men, two of them with naked women in their lap, one of them, their daughter. Their son-in-law in a frilly set of women's panties and tight crop top with 'cum repository' written across it.

"Shit, it's already started, hasn't it?" The woman said. "Gail said the breeding party was tomorrow night, that you were going to have sex in front of a lot of different people, including them."

The man was handsome, perhaps mid-forties, a touch of gray in his hair, good shape, like a tennis player perhaps. The woman slightly younger, maybe a year or two, blonde hair, slim, perhaps playing tennis as well. You could tell she was Karen's mother. Almost looked like they could be sisters. I could feel my cock starting to swell, seeing the new pussy walk through the door. She didn't fail to note the change in my dick. She was practically staring at it as she looked at her daughter, sitting in my lap.

"Everyone, this is my mother, Emmaline, or Emma for short, and my father, Edward. I would have invited you too, but didn't think you'd come, and yes, my ovulation started yesterday, and I've been well fucked for the last three days, ten times already today, and none of them Greg. In fact, his cock has been locked up for the last three days to keep him from masturbating constantly as he's watched my fucking. Gail is Greg's mom," she informed us, "and I imagine you heard about the party from her."

"Yes, I called them to see if they could stop this insanity and they told us about the 'breeding party'. What kind of a slut did we raise?"

"One who enjoys sex, and isn't afraid to let other people know about it. To be honest, Greg so enjoys being a cuckold, he wants other people to know he is one, although the party is my idea."

Emma was doing her level best not to look at her naked daughter, but everywhere else she looked, there was a large male appendage, and she had a hard time not staring at those. Edward was pretty much staring at the two nude females, one of them his daughter. They were both worth staring at.

"Are you going to introduce us to your 'friends'," Emma said. 'Friends' was pretty sarcastic. I had no problem recognizing it as such.

Karen stood up. "This is Brick, the man Greg gave my pussy to when he told him to fuck me for the first time. He owns it now. Greg can't fuck me without his permission."

I stood up and held out my hand, which may have had some of Karen's pussy juice on it. It just came out of her pussy, after all. Emma refused to take it, but Ed did. Emma's eyes never really left my crotch, except superficially. "Pleased to meet you, Emma, Ed."

"Does he have a last name?" Emma asked.

"Yes, but it's none of your business," Karen said. "I've been fucking him every weekend for about two months now, isn't that right, lover?"

"Sounds about right."

"This is Hans, the second man Brick chose to breed me."

Hans stood up, towering above everyone, cock six inches long even limp, hanging halfway down his huge thighs.

"Since Greg loves his interracial porn, he really wanted a black gentleman to have a chance to breed me, so we invited Jamaal here to take his shot. As you can see, he's quite handsome, so I'm sure if he breeds me, I'll have some beautiful biracial children. He just got here today, so he's only fucked me three times so far, but I'm hoping for another ten times before he has to leave." He stood up and his limp dick was even longer than Hans. Emma looked mesmerized. "This is Jamaal's girlfriend, Becca, who volunteered her boyfriend's nice cock for my breeding. Greg pull down your panties."

"Yes, Mistress."

Greg pushed his panties to his ankles and stood there in front of Emma and Ed, his cock locked up in his cage. Karen walked over and fingered his tiny cock and balls.

"This is the reason Greg wanted other men to fuck me; because he doesn't measure up. He's given me two vaginal orgasms in our entire marriage. I have three times that number every time one of these other fellows fucks me. That's like sixty, seventy orgasms I had today alone before they pumped their baby making cream so far up my pussy, Greg can't even reach that far.

"Since Greg likes me fucking other men, and I certainly like fucking other men, and they like fucking me, we don't plan on stopping any time soon. How many other men's wives have you knocked up so far, Brick?"

"Four. Another two likely."

"Did you have the permission of the four women's husbands to knock them up?"

"Yes, a signed contract just like yours."

"Not that uncommon for other men to like someone else fucking their wives," Karen said. "I was surprised when Greg wanted me to, but not anymore. Now, if you want to see what it's like if a real man fucks you, I can highly recommend any one of these gentlemen. I've never had better sex with anyone." Emma flinched, but continued staring. "If you want to come tomorrow to witness my breeding, you're welcome to come. The party starts at seven. Hans is giving massages, and whatever else you might be craving. He'll even fuck your ass, won't he, Greg?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"He fucked mine while Brick was in my pussy, and that was a religious experience, let me tell you. There's nothing quite like having a big cock in your pussy, with another huge dick up your ass. Absolutely amazing. So, if you came hoping to derail my breeding, you're too late, because I may already be knocked up. I wouldn't stop even if you were here before it started. I'd ask you to stay for dinner, but we didn't make enough for two extra mouths, and daddy staring at his naked daughter and you staring at these three big dicks is frankly, making me uncomfortable." Emma blushed. "We'll see you at seven tomorrow night, or not. Please see them out, Greg. You can pull up your panties before you do."

"Thank you, Mistress." He pulled up his panties. "Thanks for dropping by, Ed, Emma. I'll see you out now."

Once the door was closed behind them, I asked. "Do you think they'll show?"

"I don't know. I would have said never in a million years, but they both seemed mesmerized."

"How will you feel fucking in front of your parents?" Becca asked.

"Horny as hell, if I'm being honest. I must be an exhibitionist."

"If she fucks in front of both sets of parents, is Karen a tenth degree black belt slut squared?" Becca asked. "There has to be a higher degree for something like that?"

"Tenth is as high as you can go, but she should have an asterisk beside it anyway," I laughed.

"I need to lick your pussy in honor of your achievement," Becca said. "I'll do it after Greg has cleaned you up at the party tomorrow night."

"After you lick it, maybe we should throw it open to see if anybody else wants to lick it with all of that cum inside of it. In fact, I think we will. I own that pussy now," I said.