How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 13

"Okay."

"Thank you for a very good time. You partook of all three of my holes, and I hope you enjoyed it. I certainly did, but I've had my adventure now, and I'd like time to think about it."

"As you wish."

Jeri got up from bed in all her naked glory, wrote her name and phone number down on a hotel note pad, and handed it to Tom, who was getting dressed. He pushed the paper into his pants pocket. She waited for him to finish getting dressed, then kissed him and let him out.

"Well, how'd you like it?" I asked.

"Just fine, you fucker. You've turned me into such a slut."

"Correction. You did that to yourself. I never 'made' you do anything. How'd you like Tom?"

"I'm not really sure. He pretty much quit talking when you suggested you'd both be fucking me. His cock started thinking for him, and it couldn't carry on a conversation. We'll see. I don't know how a relationship survives that starts with a threesome."

"The same way most do, I imagine. You find similar areas of interest, promote a friendship, exploring as you grow closer, then deciding if you can spend the rest of your life with that person."

"Cripes, my pussy is tender. As soon as one of you finished, the other one was knocking on the door."

"A nice hot bath," I suggested. "Some bath oils, a little tenderness."

"What time are we leaving in the morning?"

"The gardens don't open until nine. The driver will be out front at nine, since they're fairly close. Our breakfast will be delivered at 7:30. I ordered Eggs Benedict and the PNW Benedict, which uses poached crab instead of bacon. You may choose either one."

"Ooh, you're spoiling me."

"About time I did."

"So, we'll have time to fuck again in the morning?"

"Depending on how tender your pussy is."

"It won't be that tender, though I may want you to fuck me the way you did the second time tonight."

"Easily arranged."

She kissed me and we went to the bathroom and soaked in the tub. I was behind her, washing her, carefully.

"Do you think Tom is a cuckold?" Jeri asked. "I was a little surprised he wanted to lick your cum out of my pussy."

"I don't know. He could have been reacting to the whole strangeness of the group sex thing. First time and all, when in Rome, or whatever else he might have been thinking. It might not be something he'd normally do, say if it were just the two of you fucking."

"Yeah, I suppose I shouldn't read too much into it, given how I've got cuckold on the brain now, due to Phillip. Would you have licked it out if he didn't?"

"It's my cum and I don't like sleeping in a wet bed."

"You've always been pretty good about it. Are you like that with everyone?"

"If there's no one else to do it. The nice thing about having all those women around, one of them was always ready to step up."

"It doesn't make you feel gay if you do it?"

"If I were sucking a cock, I'd feel gay. Never from licking a cunt. Do you feel like a lesbian for licking pussy?"

"Surprisingly, no. I still realize I much prefer cocks. It's just that pussy isn't a negative for me anymore. Kind of like having two cocks in me wasn't a negative anymore. My God, what would my mother think of me if she knew what I was doing."

"Have you told her you've been seeing me?"

"Fuck no. She'd shoot me, then you. I cried on her shoulder so much after Denise, she'd never forgive me for hooking up with you again."

"What's the reason you gave her for not being around?"

"That I'm working with someone who has an unusual and interesting psychological problem. Not a lie, but not the whole truth. I've called her from work a few times."

"Your mom came on to me once," I said.

Jeri spun around, water splashing out of the tub, it was so sudden. "No! No you did not, Brick Harmon! You did NOT fuck my mother!"

"I didn't fuck your mother, Jeri. Remember, I wasn't fucking married women. I wasn't even thinking about it at the time."

"Would you fuck her if Daddy allowed you to?"

"I wouldn't if you didn't want me to, but if you didn't care and he didn't care, I probably would. I'm not even an in-law anymore."

"At least you're honest about it." She faced front again. "Why the hell would she come on to you? Was it after we were married?"

"Before we were engaged, and I don't know. Did you ever talk about how much you enjoyed sex with me?"

"A few times. Fuck! I wonder if she's cheated on Daddy before?"

"It may not be cheating, Jeri. They may have an unconventional, non-monogamous marriage. You can't assume it's cheating without asking her. By your own research, over fifty percent of heterosexual men have fantasized about their partner having sex with another man. People don't talk about their sex lives. They could be in an open marriage, swing with other people, attend group sex parties. You just don't know."

"You're saying my mother might have been spit roasted or double penetrated the way I was tonight?"

"Anything is possible. You can always ask. I don't know how honestly she'll answer."

"My God! It's almost like Denise now. I keep picturing my mom with two cocks in her. I think I could have lived the rest of my life without picturing that."

I laughed. "It could have been three, and she wasn't always this old." Now, a still attractive early fifties.

Jeri held her nose and sank under the water, coming up close to a minute later. She was used to holding her breath when she sucked me.

"Now, I have to ask her."

"Let me know what you find out. I'm curious myself."

"Criminy!"

******

The next day was sublime. After another nice sexual interlude, and tasty breakfast, we had a wonderful time at Butchart, strolling around the gardens, holding hands. I paid the drivers way in so he didn't have to sit around his car waiting for us. The weather was mild, the gardens beautiful, even without the normal profusion of flowers. There were enough varieties of vegetation to be an attraction year round. We ate there, then the driver took us to the shopping district. I paid him off there, since we were only a few blocks from the Empress.

We eventually found a nice jewelry store, where I found Jeri a matching diamond bracelet and necklace.

"I like the unmarried you more than the married you," she said, admiring her new necklace in the mirror.

"I feel better about the unmarried me too. I don't feel like such a heel. You're with me because you want to be, and don't care that I fuck other people, or even if you fuck other people," I teased.

She smiled. I also bought her some nice fur lined Indian moccasins to use as house slippers. We dined at The Bard and Banker. I had Prime Rib. Then, back to the hotel where we made love for a long time, and I cleaned up the mess I made inside of her. We lay curled together in post coital cuddling.

"We won't be back to Laura's until 8:30 tomorrow night. Why don't you spend another night, film me fucking Laura for Phillip. It's probably the tail end of her fertility, so I should probably hit her up again. You can have sex with Laura, spend the night, and get all your things on Monday, after work."

"That sounds like a better plan, given the lateness of the hour."

"Jeri, I'm so glad we got to spend some more time together without anger. I'm truly sorry I couldn't be what you wanted me to be."

"Me too, Brick."

******

The next day was almost as good as the previous one. More excellent sex, a lovely breakfast, followed by some serious pampering in the spa. Unlike when I'd hired my own masseuse in San Francisco, there was no playing around with our massagers, both female. The one doing Jeri was particularly attractive. If I hadn't promised her I came here to spend time with her, I'd have been seriously tempted. By the time they were done, I felt completely relaxed. So relaxed our afternoon sex was leisurely and much calmer than normal. We had another high tea to get some food in us before we had to head to the ferry. The temperatures outside in the evening, on the water in late September was fairly cool, so we mostly stayed inside on the way back. I sat down and she leaned against me with my arm around her.

When we got home, I noticed Laura had a new collar on. Roxanne had replaced mine.

Laura said, "Sir, I hope you have some fuck juice left. I'm desperately horny. I always am during my ovulation. I need your big cock in me."

"If you believed it started on Wednesday morning, does that mean you can get pregnant through Monday?"

"Yes, sir. Monday morning anyway."

"Then I'll definitely fuck you tonight and tomorrow morning. I haven't fucked since lunch so I should have a lot of cream for you."

As we headed back to the bedroom, Laura asked, "Did you have a good time with Sir on your trip, Miss?"

"I had a wonderful time. He bought me this necklace and bracelet." She held out her wrist and touched her necklace. "I had my first double penetration."

Laura stopped and turned to Jeri. "You did, Miss? How did you like it and who did you fuck?"

"I liked it, and it was someone we met on the ferry on the way up. Brick asked him to join us for supper. His name is Tom Hathaway, and he was asking about dating me, once he knew we were divorced and not trying to get back together. Of course, once he stopped to think about how I'd just fucked him with another man, I'm not sure he'll be calling me."

"Would you date him if he asked, Miss?"

"I think so. He was handsome, seemed nice."

"I hope it works out for you, Miss."

"Would you mind if you and I sixty-nine while Brick fucked you, Laura?"

"Not at all, Miss. It's my favorite way to fuck."

One of my favorites as well. Jeri and I undressed, and we all got into bed together. While the two ladies, lapped the feminine folds of their counterpart, I fucked first Laura, leaving a large helping of semen in her, then had them flip over and fucked Jeri. After cleaning up, we went to sleep, a lovely angel on either side of me.

******

After fucking Laura again in the morning to put a cherry on the top of her breeding, and Jeri left for work, I called Cheryl.

"Did you and Jacob decide how you want to handle your breeding?"

"I'm taking Thursday through Sunday off from work. We were wondering if I could stay with you from Thursday morning through Sunday. He'd come over in the evenings after getting off work, and have sex with Laura, then go home. He was wondering if he could stay on Friday and Saturday nights to observe my breeding on the weekend. We'll both get out of your hair Sunday evening."

"That would be acceptable to me. I have a suggestion as to how we approach the first time with him watching, to make sure it bothers him as little as he thinks now. We'll discuss that when he arrives. Is he going to allow us to video some of his sexual encounters with Laura?"

"Jacob has no problem with that."

"I'll text you the address and we'll see you Thursday morning around nine, and Jacob Thursday evening. We'll order Chinese take out or something for supper. You won't need much in the way of clothes while you're here, but bring something for dining out a couple nights."

"You got it. Thanks again, Brick. We've been wondering what we were going to do about children. You're really helping us. You were right about the other women talking about you so much. I'm really looking forward to having sex with you."

"Does Jacob know?"

"Yes, and he's kind of excited about the idea of both of us fucking someone different after all this time."

"Remember, be ethical. Never do anything behind the other's back. You have to remain emotionally committed to one another. I don't want to give you both a child, then have your marriage go to hell."

"I understand. I feel like our marriage is pretty strong. Not being able to have children tested it, but you're helping to fix that."

After talking with her, I called Nick's plastic surgeon's office and told them I'd be taking care of all of his medical bills, and asked if they could tell me as soon as they scheduled his surgery. They said once he signed a HIPPA release, they could keep me in the loop.

Since I hadn't exercised the last three days, I took Laura to the gym and we worked out strenuously, fucking halfway through our workout. We went to use the hot tub afterward.

"I think there's something about pregnant women using a hot tub," I said. "We need to check on that, make sure you don't do anything to endanger our child."

"Yes, sir."

Before we got in, I saw that a woman's internal body temperature had to be kept below a hundred for the baby's health, so we turned the thermostat to 99°. If the temperature outside the body was less than a hundred, the inside couldn't go over. I had Laura sit in my lap and fondled her to my great enjoyment, and several orgasms.

Jeri came after work and we fed her a chef's salad, then she packed up all of her things. I loaded everything in her car.

"One more for the road?" Jeri asked.

"Of course."

"Just me this time."

"Absolutely."

I made love to my ex, taking my time, wanting her to remember this time together. I licked the cum out of her pussy when I climaxed inside of her. She ran her fingers through my hair as I did so. Before she left, she gave me a kiss.

"Let me know if your mom tells you anything," I told her.

"Certainly. Call me if you need psych services. If you need a good fuck between any of your other women, think of me."

"Frequently. And tell me if Tom calls."

"Sure. Goodbye, Brick. I feel better about us than I used to. Thanks for that."

"You're welcome."

When I went into the house, I texted Phillip and told him his wife was going to get fucked frequently over the weekend, starting Thursday, by another man whose wife I was going to breed. He'd agreed to let us record him fucking Laura, so we could send the videos to Roxanne to dole out if he was pleasing. He thanked me and told me he was trying to get hold of Househusband, but he hadn't been online the last couple days.

******

The next couple days were fairly similar to Monday. Working out, interspersed with frequent fucking, although those were for fun at this point. On Tuesday evening, Becca came over for some fun.

"How did your date go with Jamaal?" I asked after we'd finished having sex. "Did he get his check?"

"He got his check and the date was good. He's a nice young man. I like him. He had a lot of questions about you and us."

"Does he want you to give up sex with others?"

"Not yet. We just had our first date. I doubt he's going to stop fucking other people yet."

"The next time you talk to him, ask him if he wants to fuck Laura and if he'd be up to recording it for Phillip's pleasure. Maybe next Monday evening. I'll take you both out to eat first if he wants."

"He might be game. I'll ask him."

On Wednesday, I helped Laura clean the house and buy more groceries since we'd be having company the next few days, all except for the bed linens, which we'd change on Thursday morning before Cheryl got there. I figured we could maybe grill on Saturday, so bought steaks and Betty Crocker au gratin potatoes.

When I fucked Laura that night, I said, "I'm not going to fuck you tomorrow, given that I'm trying to breed Cheryl. You can wait until Jacob comes over for your fucking, although I'm fairly certain Cheryl will be licking you at some point."

"As you wish, Sir. I defer to your wishes."

I was starting to drift off with Laura curled around me when I got a text from Nick.

Sorry it's so late. Doctor told me you've contacted him about payments. Thanks a million. Surgery scheduled for Monday, October 11 at 0700. Nora's ovulation scheduled to start Sunday, the tenth. She said it lasts about five days. I hope you can get it done the eleventh through the thirteenth. I'll be discharged morning of fourteenth. I'd like you gone by then.

It will be done as you request. I texted back. Good luck on the surgery.

"Was it Mistress or Phillip, sir?" Laura asked sleepily, fucked into a near coma.

"It was Nick. His surgery is scheduled and he wants me taking care of Nora while he's in the hospital. It's right after I get back from San Francisco again."

"So I'll be without you for several days straight."

"We'll see."

******

Cheryl arrived with a small suitcase at ten after nine. She was a little surprised to see Laura naked.

"As a slave to her Mistress, Laura has to remain naked in the house. She only dresses to leave."

She nodded and I took her suitcase and brought it to the bedroom, Cheryl following along. Laura took out her clothes and hung up anything which needed to be hung up, giving her a drawer for the rest. Laura left us alone after she was done.

"Should I take off my clothes? Are we going to start now?"

"We're going to start, but I'll be taking off your clothes."

I started with some kisses. Cheryl was hesitant at first, kissing another man for the first time in a long time. I think she realized that kisses were the least of the infidelities she was going to commit with me today, so she began relaxing into the kissing. She had a button blouse, which I began to unbutton after kissing for a few minutes. Reaching the last button, I slipped the blouse off her shoulders, exposing a lacy, low cut, lavender bra. I cupped her breasts over the cups, rubbing my thumbs over the bumps formed by her nipples. She made her first moan.

"The bra looks new. Did you pick it out just for me?"

"Yes. I didn't have anything which I thought was attractive. Nothing that matched. I went to Victoria's Secret."

"It's seductive, and so are you." I kissed her again.

It had a front clasp, and I made short work of it, releasing some nice, C cup breasts. Her nipples were already taut, puckered nubbins. I bent down and sucked on first one, then the other, drawing a second moan. I straightened up to kiss her again, lightly pinching that puckered perfection, getting a third moan.

Cheryl was wearing shorts. I unbuttoned the top, and zipped them down. They dropped down to the floor, pooling at her ankles. The panties matched the bra; lavender, lacy, showing hints of the dark red pubic hair.

"Are you wet for me now?"

"So fucking wet."

"May I see for myself?"

"Yes."

I slid a hand down the front of her body and found her curls, damp with dew. A finger went down her slit and she gasped, then a fourth moan as the finger slid inside of her. Fucking wet is right. I slid my finger out and held it to her lips.

"Taste yourself," I said.

Her lips parted and my finger slipped inside as she moaned a fifth time, her tongue caressing the digit.

I began kissing my way down her body, lingering anywhere she seemed sensitive. When I was on my knees in front of her, I slid her panties down. They clung to her at the crotch, a string of her juices clinging to the material as I drew them down. I kissed her mons, then tasted her, another gasp, then moan. I helped her step out of her loafers, shorts and panties, and she was completely naked. Other than a doctor, it might have been the first time since she'd been married, and she shivered a little, not from cold, but nerves.

"It's time for you to undress me," I said.

I was barefoot, with a polo shirt and khaki pants. She pulled the shirt up, tracing the planes of my six pack, my pecs, then tugging it over my head.

"God, you must work out a lot."

"Almost every day. Other than sex, it's my main avocation."

She unbuckled my belt, unsnapped the button, then pulled down my zipper. I wasn't hard yet, but blood had started flowing to my cock when I started stripping her. There was a substantial lump in my boxer briefs when she got my pants down.

"Oh, damn!"

Cheryl didn't wait for my pants to come off, she wanted to see under my jockeys. She tugged the waistband down until I popped out.

"Holy fuck! No wonder the women talk about you. Thick is right. It's not even fully hard yet. Will it fit?"