How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 08

"One of the women was a flight attendant who flew different routes than her husband, which didn't allow them to see each other frequently, she indicated 2-3 days a month. Rather than get a divorce or forgo sex most of the time, they practiced ENM, sex with the knowledge and consent of their partner. I saw the texts she sent to her husband, telling him what she'd done. Another couple, were a masseur and masseuse pair. Their careers put them into the position of having sex with others, and they each agreed the other could take advantage of those opportunities. In their case, it was more of an open marriage.

"It got me to thinking about our marriage and if we might have done better with an ENM marriage."

"Why be married in the first place?"

"Because there were things we enjoyed as a couple, unrelated to sex, and we could have continued to enjoy those things."

"You're not suggesting we get married again, are you?"

"No. I'm done with marriage. In fact, my current relationship has opened up a completely different concept for me. I assumed that when my marriage ended, my opportunity to have children ended with it. Yet, here I am, hoping to have a child with Laura, one that she and Phillip would raise as their own, yet still leaving a piece of me in this world to go on. And I wondered about other couples in similar situations, unable to have their own child due to a failure of the male's reproductive equipment, or even those who are in a purely cuckold relationship where the husband was not averse to his wife getting pregnant with another man.

"It's mostly why the Smith's relationship is concerning to me. I want my child to grow up in a stable home with a loving couple. I didn't want to see them destroy their marriage with behavior antithetical to raising a child. It's okay if Laura wants to sleep with the occasional other man, as long as it's ethical to Phillip and meets his own needs, and doesn't regress into an everyday occurrence. It's okay for Phillip to enjoy watching his wife fuck other men as long as he doesn't lose his job, or his wife, or turn her into a whore to make it happen. If once a month or so, they chose to indulge themselves in a discrete outside relationship, it could be done responsibly.

"Laura turning into a stripper or streetwalker is not discrete nor responsible. As I said to Laura, she can't be dropping her child off at day care every day to fuck a half dozen other men for fun. Her reputation would reflect poorly on Phillip's career. So before I give them a child, I want to be sure they can manage themselves responsibly, or see them submissive to someone else who would. And I might have to be more careful with the other couples I pick, to ensure the same thing doesn't happen with them. Let's call it Ethical Other Couple Breeding. I give them something they want, I get something I want. Hopefully, we all end up happier for it."

"That sounds like the biggest pile of bull crap I ever heard."

"Laura, do you and Phillip want a child?"

"Yes, more than anything."

"Do you want it with someone who isn't going to fuck up your marriage because he has no interest in marrying either of you, or taking your child from you?"

"That's what we wanted."

"Do you agree that what I'm doing now has a better chance of helping you remain married and in a loving relationship?"

"You seem to care for us a great deal and want for our marriage to succeed."

I turned to Jeri again. "I tailored their experience based upon what I thought their needs were. I've taken over Phillip's marital bed because of his cuckold fantasies. But, I promote their continued sexual contact with each other, and have attempted to increase the quality and quantity of their sex lives together, despite my presence in their marriage.

"If I did this with another couple, perhaps one without a cuckold fetish, I would merely provide fertilization of the wife over the course of several hours to a couple of days without the husband being present. He'd have to know about the breeding. It couldn't be done behind his back because that wouldn't be ethical. He may not be crazy about me fucking his wife, but they'd have a child and I wouldn't be there to muck up their marriage. I'm gone; Poof. I'll never seek either of them out again to ruin their marriage. Laura and Phillip have indicated they would like more than one. So, when they want the next one, I'm in, provide a pregnancy, and gone. I won't interfere in how they want to raise their children.

"I wanted Phillip to be a little stronger, more resistant to the allure of cuckoldry. To be able to say, 'Okay, that was fun, but Laura is pregnant. We'll call you if and when we want another one.' I'm hoping you can help him, help them."

"I don't know. Do you want my help, Laura?"

"Very much so, Miss Tyson. I do agree that it reached a point where neither Phillip nor I were thinking rationally and responsibly. I'd like to see if we can behave that way. I picked out Brick to breed with, because I didn't feel I'd fall in love with him. I haven't, but I have fallen in love with the fucking, which seems to be just as dangerous. Nor can I say it's just him. I enjoyed the other men I've fucked as well, and I admit, they were all more generously endowed than my husband. But I do love Phillip and want to remain married. I suppose you could say, I'd like to have my cake and eat it too."

Jeri smiled at her. "Wouldn't we all."

"I've gotten quite used to fucking in front of, and with other people, Miss Tyson. I realize that not everyone would feel that way. I would implore you to spend the night and enjoy your ex-husband's compelling sexual skills. I will sleep in another bedroom to give you privacy if you wish to do so. I also have a desire to lick his cum out of your cunt, if that would amuse you. I assume that the reason you wanted Master to spray my face with cum is because I was one of the women who replaced you in his bed, and it felt like just desserts. My cleaning up your pussy after him might serve the same purpose.

"Perhaps you can observe us more over the next couple days to see if anything which might help us, springs to mind. I understand he's promised you a shopping spree. You can leave together from here as easily as meet at some store. Good night, Miss Tyson. I hope to see you in the morning."

Laura went into the house, Jeri watching her go. "She's an amazingly intelligent and astute young woman. That's the exact reason I wanted to cover her face in cum," she said.

"I thought so too."

"Are you sure you didn't ask me over here to fuck you and you told her what to say?"

"I did not, although seeing you naked again, has made my dick hard, so I wouldn't kick you out of bed. She is my submissive though, so perhaps she's just looking out for her Master."

"You must love that shit, having a beauty like her calling you Master and sir, and fawning all over your cock?"

"I do, but I've fucked her less since she became my sub than before she did. Since she enjoys fucking me so much, I have to use the denial of fucking as a punishment. When I first came here, I was fucking her six times a day. Today, she blew me twice and fucked me once. Yesterday was worse. She did some cock sucking practice in the morning and I didn't fuck her at all. My sex life has gone downhill."

"You poor boy."

"You could help alleviate that problem."

"You really want me to fuck you again?"

"If that's what you want. I care for you, Jeri. Not in the way you wanted, but I did care for you. I still care for you. I just know I shouldn't be married."

"Fuck it! I haven't had a good fucking since I kicked you out. God, the way you made that slut scream made my panties so wet."

That's all I needed to hear. I picked her up out of the spa and carried her into the master bedroom. I dried us off and took her to bed, first oral sex, then a good fucking and then another good fucking. Turned out she screamed almost as much as Laura did.

******

Jeri was riding me in the morning, barely moving, but moving, up nearly until my cock head was barely inside her, then down, until her clit ground against my pubic bone. Her boobs slid over my chest, her nipples hard pebbles. She wasn't screaming, but moaning so low in her throat it was barely audible.

"Oh, how I fucking missed this, you bastard," Jeri said.

"I knew that would come up again. "You're right, I was a bastard. I tried to warn you, but I did care for you enough to try, and I'm really sorry about Denise. That was a particularly dastardly thing to do."

There was a soft knock on the door, followed by Laura saying, "Breakfast will be served in fifteen minutes if you're interested."

"I'm starving. I forget how much fucking takes out of you. How long before you think you can cum?"

"Almost any time you want. You will have to speed up some though. This is just enough to keep me hard."

"I still can't believe how long you can maintain an erection."

"It's what I've been trying to teach Phillip."

"Turn me over, you savage, and have your way with me."

I flipped her on her back and began driving. She gasped as she popped off again. I gave it ten more minutes and emptied myself in her, a full nights load. Not having the time to do a proper oral clean up job, I got a towel and used it to soak up some of our bodily fluids, of which there were a substantial amount.

She got up and looked around the room. "Where are my clothes?"

"Out by the spa where you took them off."

"Shit."

"I'm going to remain naked. I need to play around with Laura at breakfast. I can collect your clothes for you, or give you one of Laura's robes."

"I'll take the robe."

I dug around in the closet and found a nice silk one that would caress all of Jeri's curves. I handed it to her and she slipped it on.

"It's almost like being naked."

"Yeah, perfect." I grinned.

"You are such a fucking pussy hound."

"Guilty as charged, your Honorness."

We drifted into the kitchen where Phillip was dressed for work, a working Saturday. I couldn't let the poor lad go to work without relief.

I pulled Laura into my lap and fed her, caressing her as I did, making her moan. There was a brief look of pain on Jeri's face which she couldn't quite hide, and she studiously avoided looking at me, concentrating on her meal. When I was done eating and Phillip's erection looked like it would tear through his trousers, I stood up, taking Laura with me.

"Bend over and suck your husband's cock."

Laura bent down, extracted Phillip's dick and started sucking. To speed up the process for him, I entered Laura from behind, plunging fast into her moistness, making her groan on Phillip's shaft as she climaxed. As expected, Phillip took no more than a couple minutes before blowing his load, the sucking and the scene too much for him. As soon as he did, I stopped fucking Laura, letting my cock slowly shrink on it's own.

When Phillip left for work, Sharon came in, dragging a couple of suitcases with her. She left them by the door and walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, good. You found another one. She's gorgeous, Brick. You've outdone yourself. Did she and Laura...?"

"Sharon, this is my former wife, Jeri. Jeri, this is Sharon Havelock, IT specialist from Denver. And to the best of my knowledge, Jeri has never been with another woman. Last night was no exception."

Sharon did something that surprised me. She went up to Jeri, threw her arms around her and said, "You poor woman. I'm so sorry for the way he treated you. No one should have had to go through what you did. He's such a bastard sometimes. Have you forgiven him?"

Jeri was as surprised as I was. She sat awkwardly for a moment, not knowing what to do, her arms just hanging limp at her sides, but eventually raising them up and hugging Sharon back.

"I haven't forgiven him, no, but I did fuck him again," Jeri finally said.

"Oh, I don't blame you at all. I'm going to miss his fucking like crazy when I go back to Denver. He may be a bastard, but he does know how to throw a woman a good fuck."

Jeri started laughing. "Where the hell did you find this one?"

"The gym at the Hyatt," I said. "Kind of the way I found you. Sharon is another regular, at least until she has to go."

"Any breakfast left. I haven't eaten." She kissed Laura. "Hi, gorgeous. I can't wait to lick your pussy again. Brick, you have to convince your ex, she's missing out on a great deal if she doesn't do girls. I, for one, want to sample her charms, as they say."

"Everything was eaten," Laura said, "but I can make some more. Why don't you get comfortable while I get started."

"Don't mind if I do," Sharon said, stripping off her clothes, soon as naked as Laura was, then starting toast for herself.

"This is quite the harem you have here, Brick," Jeri said. "You must be very proud of yourself."

"I don't know if proud is the right word, but I feel I do all right by them."

"What is it exactly, that you want me to do?" Jeri asked.

"I want you to work with Phillip, every day for a week."

"I have other patients I'm committed to. I can't do that."

"Not at the office. Here, every night. He works during the day anyway, and you might have to see him in his native environment. You can spend the night here, sleep in the master bedroom. I'll pay you for your time. Hell, you can even fuck him. Laura says he's a good cunt licker."

"I can confirm that," Sharon said. "I spent the weekend with them while Brick was in San Francisco. He's not a bad fucker either, except, you know, size. He's a better cunt licker than Laura, although she's catching up rapidly. I think it's because she's a girl and knows what she likes."

"What, and sleep with you and your gaggle of girls every night?"

"I won't be here," I said. "At least not for several days. I promised Sharon to take her to the Northern Cascades for a few days before she goes back to Denver. We're leaving tomorrow. I'm taking Laura with me, to see what that does to or for Phillip. I was thinking we could try a couple of different things while we're gone. Telling him I'm fucking his wife, not tell him anything; letting him listen, tell him he can't; tell him if he doesn't gain control, he'll never watch again. You can monitor his responses to each scenario and tell me what seems to work best. Maybe treat his spontaneous ejaculation with drugs. I'd also say numbing cream or condoms, but if he cums without physical stimulation, I doubt those would be effective."

"I'll admit it's an interesting problem. Let me think about it. When are we going on my shopping spree?"

"As soon as you're ready to go."

"It's going to cost you a bundle."

"I'm expecting that."

"How come you never took me to the Northern Cascades?"

"We weren't married long enough. I'll take you sometime if you want to go. Sharon, I'm taking you shopping, too. You might need some warmer clothes for the higher elevations. Laura pack one suitcase full of clothes suitable for the mountains, but include some slutty clothes as well."

"Yes, Master."

"Is Sharon your submissive too?" Jeri asked.

"No, although she is rather obedient, but I have no need to control her since she leaves next Monday anyway."

"Did you ever let Brick fuck your ass?" Sharon asked.

"Don't tell me you did."

"We all did. He's remarkably gentle with that cock when he needs to be. It took some preparation first, but it's been a fun addition to the sex."

******

While the ladies cleaned the kitchen, I went outside and cleaned up after my grilling yesterday, collected Jeri's and my clothes from near the spa, and brought them inside. I gave Jeri hers so she could get dressed and tossed mine in the dirty clothes hamper. I waited outside the room until she was dressed before going to get my clothes.

Before she left the room, Jeri said, "I rather like your lady friends. They're interesting people."

"What about Phillip?"

"I'm not sure yet. I haven't had as much time to talk to him, and it may be his peculiarities get in the way of getting to know him."

"All the more reason to spend some time with him."

"I'm still thinking about it. If he's going to be a patient, I really can't have sex with him."

"That's too bad. I feel bad leaving him without someone to help relieve the pressure."

"Can't one of your other lady friends fuck him? It sounds like they have before."

"Alas, one is in San Francisco, one is his legal assistant, and office policy prohibits subordinate and supervisor sexual contact, and the one from two nights ago is a neighbor, who is somewhat of a gossip and can't know about their situation. Could you sic Denise on him. She's a slut."

"She is not."

"Jeri, she fucked her best friend's husband. That's like a fifth or sixth degree black belt in slut."

"Okay, she's a bit of a slut. Are you still on about that black belt shit?"

"Phillip is handsome, but he's off the market. So if you don't trust her to keep her talons off him, don't put them together. I'm going to leave you in control of him. Don't let him misbehave."

"How do I do that?"

"Order him around, and give him ten swats with that paddle each time he's disobedient. He can cook meals for you, keep the house tidy. Talk to him, see what makes him tick."

"You're still assuming I'm taking the job."

"I have a lot of confidence in you. I'll be ready to go in fifteen minutes."

She blew me a kiss and flipped me the finger on her way out the door. She had mixed emotions about me; what can I say.

******

I dressed in slacks and polo shirt and took the two ladies to Nordstroms. They had an animated discussion in the car, much of it about me. Some of it was flattering; a lot of it wasn't. I didn't expect my ex to have a lot of good things to say about me, but she did have a couple nice things to say, which I enjoyed.

Jeri went a little hog wild, as I knew she would. If she actually replaced any clothes, I'd probably be replacing half of her wardrobe, but if she threw three outfits out, I'd be surprised. She even bought lots of sexy lingerie, and I wondered who that was for. The shopping trip was only interrupted for lunch. I also got a half dozen things for Sharon. A nice sweater, a flannel shirt, a fleece jacket, boots, and some jeans. One of the things to do at the resort we were going to, was horseback ride. It's been my experience that women who straddle a horse, often think of straddling something else when the horse ride was over. Maybe I'm wrong, or maybe my experience is different from others.

Since the number of packages was so large, I paid to have them delivered to her residence tomorrow. Jeri wore one of her new outfits because she'd been in the other one for two days, and one could not wear the same items two days in a row. It was trashy. She also kept three or four other bags.

I called Laura and told her we'd bring Chinese take out home for supper, so not to bother cooking. I asked her what she and Phillip liked, and bought that, buying two for Phillip so he'd have something to eat while his wife was gone.

On the drive back, Sharon was talking about Becca because she was the first woman Sharon ever had sex with. So they talked about how they met. Sharon asking me to pick up a woman in the dance club, me talking about my thought processes and how someone had tried to spike Becca's drink, but I stopped them.

"You hit him?" Jeri asked.

"Flat on his ass. He was about to duck out the door. He knew he was caught. Bouncers took care of him once he was down."

"What's it like having sex with another woman?" Jeri asked. I knew she was asking Sharon. She knew enough about me having sex with other women.

"It's softer, less rushed, more languorous. A woman understands your body the way a man can't, even one who likes them as much as Brick. Their lips are softer, fingers slimmer, their cum tastes better. No five o'clock shadow scratching sensitive lady parts. That's not to say I don't love cock as well. Best sex I've ever had was while I was in a sixty-nine with another woman, licking my clit as only a woman can, with Brick fucking me with his meaty cock at the same time. God you wouldn't believe the orgasms I had. It's like there's sex, right here," she held her hand up to her belly button, "and then there's threesome sex, right here." She held her hand next to the roof of the car. "That's some damn fine fucking."