How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 22

In this chapter, Brick goes to San Diego to breed Karen, bringing two friends to help in the process, and acquiring another pussy for two months while there. This chapter contains oral, anal, public, lesbian, interracial, and group sex. It contains a double and triple penetration and some gay sex. My thanks to JohnnyGalt for his assistance editing. There's no COVID in this fantasy world.

How I Became a Breeding Bull, Ch 22

Breeding Karen

I'd arranged my flight and Hans' to arrive in San Diego about twenty minutes apart, with mine arriving first, since neither Greg or Karen had ever seen Hans. Karen sent Greg to the airport to pick us up. He knew what I looked like, I'd starred in enough porn movies with his wife, though I wondered if he ever actually looked at my face.

Greg was only a couple inches taller than Karen, so about 5-9, slim build, sandy hair. No one could accuse him of being a gym rat. More like a video gamer. Handsome enough, I guess, in an androgynous, almost effeminate way. I could see why Karen might want to sissify him. He might be cute dressed as a woman.

I didn't know how Karen planned for me to deal with him, so I was vaguely neutral, giving him a brief hello and handed him my carry on. I didn't plan on wearing that much in the way of clothes, even if I was going to be here six days. Maybe a night or two at a restaurant. Mostly, I planned to be shoving my cock as deep as I could into Greg's wife and planting my seeds.

Hans' plane was five minutes early, so the wait was even shorter than I'd planned for. Hans had brought some tools of his trade, so we had to collect his stuff at baggage claim. Hans was six or more inches taller than Greg and it looked like you could have stuffed two of Greg in him. Greg seemed even smaller standing next to him. I'd spent about a half hour on the phone with Hans letting him know what was going on and why.

"Is this the cuckold whose wife we will be breeding?" Hans asked as we waited for the luggage in his heavy accent.

"It is. He was foolish enough to give me his wife's pussy, so I don't let him in it anymore unless he wears a condom. She wants a superior male breeding her."

"He is a tiny boy. No wonder. We will find uses for him other than breeding her. He can prepare us, perhaps. He looks like he might be a good cocksucker."

Greg blushed in embarrassment.

"Did Karen tell you that you'd be preparing her and us for her breeding?" I asked. "And performing clean up duty afterwards?"

"Yes, sir."

"If you're going to surrender your wife's pussy, you should be good for something," I said. He seemed to be in a cuckold frame of mind already, so Karen had prepared him, as had all the weekly movies he'd had of me fucking her. "Is your worthless dick locked up?"

"Yes, sir. Mistress said it was to remain locked up until there was no possibility of me getting her pregnant."

Mistress. Karen had taken it up a notch; now in full charge of their relationship. You probably had to if you were going to make Greg into a sissy, rather than just a cuckold.

Hans' luggage arrived and he handed the clothes to Greg, while he took his portable massage table and bag of supplies. I doubted Greg could have carried it without dragging it on the ground. Greg led us to his car in short term parking. We stuffed our things in it and Greg headed out of the airport to his home, which was north of the airport, in or near Clairemont, about halfway between San Diego International and the Marine Corps Air Station in Miramar.

"What do you do for a living, Greg?" I asked.

"Technical writer."

"Can you do that from home, or are you taking time off so you can watch your wife be bred?"

"I work from home, though I'm also taking vacation time. Mistress expects me to wait on you while you're here."

"Nice," Hans said. "This will be like a vacation, with lots of sex. I hope you are up for it, little man."

"Yes, sir."

We arrived at his house and it was an older ranch style of about 1700 square feet. There was no one home.

"Where's your wife, Greg?"

"Grocery shopping, sir. She didn't get in until late last night."

"Put my clothes in the master bedroom. You've moved out, right?"

"Yes, sir. I'm in the guest room."

"Put Hans' things in there with you. He's going to be bunking with you when he's not fucking your wife. I'm her primary breeder. He's secondary, and except when he's fucking her, I don't want him in bed with me. Not really into sleeping with men in my bed. Karen told me you'd be keeping him satisfied at night. She said she's been fucking your ass with a strap on to prepare you."

He looked at Hans gigantic frame and gulped. "Yes, sir."

"Do not worry, sissy boy. I will not break you," Hans said. "I know how to take care of my bitches."

Greg put our stuff away, as we sat down in the living room, coming back in a cute little black maid's uniform with a very short skirt, and pink ruffled panties over his cock cage with cum slut printed on the front of them. All of his body hair had been shaved off that I could see, or he didn't have any to begin with.

"May I get you a drink, sirs, while we wait for Karen?" Greg asked.

"Black Jack over ice," I said, "if you have it, otherwise any other whiskey of similar quality."

"Would Crown Royale be sufficient, sir?"

"That's fine."

"And for you, sir?" Greg asked Hans.

"My body is a temple and I don't pollute it with alcohol. I was expecting to fuck someone when I got here, so my dick is hard. I've been saving up my fuck juice for your wife's breeding. Get Brick his drink, then suck my cock. I need some relief."

Greg's eyes shot to the huge bulge in Hans' tracksuit and gulped again. He disappeared and came back with a highball tumbler with the amber liquid. He handed me the glass and approached Hans, who was leaning back with his arms spread out on the sofa.

Greg tugged Hans' pants down to his ankles, releasing his cock. He knelt down and started sucking

"Not bad, sissy boy. Not great either, but you'll learn."

Greg was about ten minutes into his blow job when Karen arrived, coming through the door with a bag of groceries in her arms.

She patted Greg's head, bobbing up and down on Hans' cock. "Good boy, seeing to the needs of our guests without me having to tell you. You'll be rewarded for that after I'm bred. Hello, lover. I missed our fucking last week. I'm getting so horny. Ovulation does that for me. I can't wait to fuck you again."

I stood up and gave her a passionate kiss. "Do you need help with the groceries?" I asked.

"I've got five more bags in the car," Karen said. "If you could bring those in, that would be nice. Then I've got a surprise to tell you about."

"I'm all atwitter," I said, laughing. "I'll get them."

I managed to bring three bags in the first trip, and set them in the kitchen, then returned for the last two. As I was bringing those in, Hans had his hands over Greg's head, and was pumping his load down Greg's throat. Greg was gurgling and swallowing frantically.

Karen was standing in the kitchen doorway watching her husband finish Hans off.

"You were right about his cock," Karen said. "I can hardly wait to feel that beast inside of me."

"Wait until we're both inside you at once."

"Be still my beating heart," Karen said, laughing. "Drink all that cum down, dear. I don't want cum stains on my couch."

I'm not sure Hans would have let him up even if he wanted to. I set down the groceries and helped her put everything away.

"So what's the surprise?" I asked, leaning against the counter.

"Diana is joining us tonight. Today is her day off and when I told her what I was doing, she asked if she could join us. Since I'm not fertile until tomorrow, I thought, why not? I'll want all of your cum starting tomorrow, but for tonight, I'm willing to share."

"That is good news. It's been awhile."

"Now fuck me, I want you inside of me."

"You got it, but before we do any breeding, you and the Cuck need to sign a contract, absolving Hans and me of any child support, and Hans of anything altogether. Like my other breedings, I'll provide a trust fund for the child's education, regardless of who the father is."

I got the contract and all four of us signed it, then I picked Karen up and tossed her over my shoulder. Greg got up so he could watch.

"Not this time, cuck. I need to talk to your wife."

"He's right, Greg," Karen said while hanging down my back. "Get started on supper. We're having a guest tonight, someone else who likes a real man to fuck her."

"What would you like, Mistress?"

"I leave it up to you, dear. I'm sure you'll come up with something sufficiently delicious."

I carried Karen back to the bedroom, and made sure she screamed my name several times for her husband's edification, eating her out for three orgasms then sliding my thick prick up her carefully prepared pussy.

"Fuck me, stud. Fuck your pussy. I want your cum inside of me so bad," Karen moaned.

As we fucked, between the moaning, and 'fuck me' thrown out with liberal abandon, I ensured I was clear on what she wanted from us this week other than lots of semen.

"I want you and Hans to fuck me to oblivion, to leave my cunt so sore, it will hurt for my husband to lick it. I want you to fuck my asshole today, and get that out of the way, so every drop of sperm you possess for the next five days gets left deep in my cunt. I'm going to make Greg go down on me every time you cum inside of me and do his damndest to suck every drop out, so that I can do this again next month. There's something else."

"What is it?"

"Can you fuck me in public?"

"How public? I'm not going to do something to get me arrested for indecent exposure."

"No, I mean fuck me in front of other people like you did at the Mainquist's."

"Who?"

"Friends, neighbors, and co-workers of ours. I want to have a breeding party where I have maybe two dozen people over and have you and Hans fuck me in front of them, while my husband waits on them and services you and Hans. I told Greg I was going to do this and he got so fucking excited, he climaxed all over the floor without even touching himself. I told him I was going to cuckold him in public and every one of our closest friends would know he was a cuckold, unfit to breed his own wife."

"Are you sure he's ready for that?"

"He orgasmed just from telling him I would. You know he is."

"I guess I have no real problem with it, but I don't want anyone to know who I really am. Just call me Brick, and not Bryce or Harmon. I think Hans would be okay with it. You sure you want to do this? You're going to naked too."

"You've gotten me used to nudity and fucking in front of others. It's arousing to me."

"You know if we fucked you in front of either set of parents, you'd be a tenth degree black belt slut."

"Huh?"

"There are various degrees of sluttiness, and allowing yourself to be fucked in front of your husband and at least one set of parents, is the highest degree you can go. The party itself will put you at ninth degree, but having a set of parents there will put you at tenth."

"Do I have to invite them?"

"No. They just have to be there."

"I'm going to have Greg invite his parents to come. I want them to know what a cuckold he is."

"Do you get along with them?"

"Okay. It's not great, but we're somewhat chummy."

"It may be less chummy after they witness what you do to their son."

"You know, his father is a lot like Greg. Kind of deferential, and submissive seeming. I always got the feeling Mama wore the pants in that family."

"Do you think his father is a cuckold?"

"Wouldn't that be a hoot. Maybe Hans could set up his massage table and give massages to those who want one. I know a few people who wouldn't mind his other expertise either. Maybe if he is a cuckold, the Mrs. will take a good fucking, then she won't have anything to bitch at me about."

"When do you want to do this?"

"Friday night. God you feel so good in my cunt. I hope you don't fuck me this long every time you breed me. I won't be able to walk, between the two of you."

"No. I'll shoot for thirty minutes or so. I just wanted to build up a big load of cum for Greg to clean up the first time."

Karen kissed me. "This is going to be so much fun."

******

I walked out to the kitchen with my dick swinging, coated in Karen's and my cum.

"What's the status of supper?" I asked.

"A roast is in the oven, due to come out in an hour," Greg said, staring at my cum soaked cock, knowing where it had been.

"Clean off my cock, then go clean up my pussy, and get Hans ready to fuck her. You can watch. I'll take the food out of the oven."

Greg knelt and licked my shaft. Today was the only day I'd allow him to do this. After this, he could play with Hans. It took him five minutes to lick the cream off, then he scampered off with Hans in close pursuit.

I had a seat in the kitchen and texted Becca and Roxanne that Karen wanted to become a tenth degree black belt slut.

Who is she going to fuck in front of? Becca asked.

Her husband's parents, and about two dozen other people.

That's brave, Roxanne texted.

Or foolish. I responded

I'll go with foolish. Becca's phone again. I will bow down to her the next time I see her if she does it. She'll definitely be the greatest slut I ever met.

I concur.

The roast was about a half hour from done when the doorbell rang. Hans and Karen had been going at it for awhile, judging from the noises she was making. She apparently liked Hans' cock almost as much as she liked mine.

"You're so deep Hans. No one has ever been that deep in my cunt before," she screamed, "not even Brick, you amazing fucker. This is how you fuck a woman, cuckold. This is why you'll never be bareback in my pussy again, Greg. You can't fuck me like this."

We were expecting Diana. I hoped it was her, because I wasn't putting anything on. I checked the peephole. Bingo. I opened the door.

Diana stared at my cock, already starting to rise at the thought of another familiar cunt. She heard the squealing in the bedroom.

"Wow, I thought you were the only one who could make a woman squeal like that."

"It's Klara's husband, Hans. I brought him with. He's going to help breed Karen and give Greg something to do, as he's bisexual."

"So she is going to turn him into a sissy?"

"The process has already started. He's in a cock cage, wearing a cute little maids uniform and sucked his first cock. He's watching Hans lay the wood to her now. Why don't you take off your clothes?"

"Impatient, are you?"

"I'm making assumptions you didn't just come over to watch."

She laughed and started removing her blouse. "That's a fairly easy assumption."

"How's your husband?"

"Trying desperately to change routes. We're getting tired of the ships passing in the night routine. We'd both need to take vacations just to get pregnant and have a kid."

"I'd be happy to volunteer."

"My husband isn't a cuck, at least not like that. If he was, then I guess that would make me a cuckquean, because he's fucking other women as much as I'm fucking other men. It's tiring. If we can't get on the same routes, I might quit flying."

"What would you do instead?"

She pulled down her panties, everything else gone. "Become a thousand dollar a night, high end escort for rich bastards like you. Do you think I could make a living at it?"

"How well do you suck cock?"

"Yours, not all that well, but you're an aberration."

"Hans is at least nine to ten inches long, though not as thick. Do you think you can get him down?"

"Only time will tell. Are you going to fuck me now?"

"I'm waiting for our dinner to come out of the oven, which wouldn't give me enough time to do a proper job. I wouldn't mind holding you in my lap and doing a little spelunking."

"Are you saying my cunt is a cave?"

"I would be a very foolish man to say that. Poor choice of words. Let's say exploring."

Diana smiled. "That's better."

I pulled her into my lap and started kissing on her while running my hands anywhere there was something to play with. We both got very hot with the exploring. The dinner timer finally went off and I pulled the roast out of the oven and turned it off. I gave it about ten minutes, then checked on the status of the fucking. Greg was cleaning off Hans' dick. Karen's pussy looked pretty clean already.

"Diana's here," I said. "She's naked, so don't bother dressing. And dinner is out of the oven."

"Have you fucked her yet?"

"Not enough time to do the poor girl justice. I'll fuck her while Hans is having a go at your ass. You can lick each other when I have a go at yours."

"Smart man. As large as those anal plugs are that I've been using, you still scare me a little. If I didn't know you'd already claimed half the asses in Seattle, I'd be even more worried."

"Half is a bit of an exaggeration. I'd say no more than a third."

Karen laughed. "Hans' dick looks fine, cuck. If you keep sucking on it, I'll think you're gay."

"Yes, Mistress."

He released Hans' cock, a bit reluctantly I thought, and we all sat down to dinner, although I pulled Karen into my lap and played with and kissed her repeatedly during supper, on more than one occasion giving her an orgasm. Greg appeared to be in pain as his cock struggled inside of his cock cage.

"Hans, would you have any problem fucking me in front of a number of other people?" Karen asked.

"Would it be like the Labor Day party in Seattle?" Hans asked.

"You'll have to tell me about the party. I wasn't there."

Hans told them about the party at Laura and Phillip's house.

"Well, it will be slightly different, in that it will be a breeding party for some of our closest friends and associates, in which you and Brick will breed me in front of them. I don't expect Brick to fuck anyone but me, but I'm inclined to give you a little latitude. I'd like both of you to fill my cunt with your sperm, then have my little cuckold cleaning me up. I was hoping you could set up your massage table and give massages to those who might be a little put off by watching me get bred. But I do have a couple friends, one male, two female, who might like to fuck you, if you think you can handle it, perhaps even more." Hans nodded thoughtfully.

"Honey, I did speak to Brick and he's perfectly willing to fuck me on Friday night in front of some of our closest friends and associates, but I've decided there is one other couple we need to invite to my breeding."

"Who is that, Mistress?"

"Your parents."

"My parents, Mistress?" His eyes looked like tea cup saucers.

"Yes, I think they should know what a sweet cuckold they raised. After all, you were perfectly willing to let me be bred by a big cocked, black man. They would have known for sure you were a cuckold if I dropped a biracial grandchild on them. They would have been shocked and unprepared for the experience. They should know, so they can be prepared for any child I have. After all, if Brick allows it, it could be a black child I give them next. They should be happy I'm going to give them a white grandchild, so their friends wouldn't know what kind of a pervert they raised."

Greg couldn't hold out. Despite the cage locking him up, cum started dribbling out of the cage, even without the erection.

"That looked painful, honey, and not very satisfying. In fact, after you've cleaned up after supper, I want you to call them and invite them to attend. You're to tell them specifically what it's for, that you surrendered my pussy to other men to breed, men superior to you in almost all masculine traits, and that those men will be fucking me at this party, right in front of their eyes, knocking your wife up. You'll tell them that you will be preparing my lovers to fuck me, and cleaning up after them. If you're a good boy, and do this for me, I'll suck your cock tonight, before putting your cage back on, and, as a bonus, I'll remove your cock cage during the party, so everyone can see why you're allowing other men to breed me and so you can whack off a couple of times as I'm fucked. What do you say, Greg?"