How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 03

"I want you to go inside and shave off all of your pubic hair. Phillip can help you if he wants to. I want it gone."

"What about the other women?"

"I'm not going to be fucking them as much as I fuck you. I probably won't see Sharon until I get back from San Francisco. Becca is a toy. I'm going to fuck her with a condom on. That's clean enough. You will get messy. You'll be changing your sheets on a daily basis. Whether it's Phillip or me licking your cunt clean after I fill it, I want it smooth and hairless. Go on now. Invite your husband to shave you."

Laura got up, took her husband's hand and went into the house. I joined the girls in the hot tub.

"I'm going to send both of you home by Uber after I fuck Sharon's ass. I want to try some things with Laura and Phillip tonight. I think it's more likely they'll try them if you're not here."

"How are you going to fuck my ass?" Sharon asked.

"I think the best way will be like I fuck your pussy. We go into the bedroom, you and Becca get in a sixty-nine, and when you've cum a few times, I ease my hog leg into your bottom with lots of lube."

"That doesn't sound so bad," Becca said.

"It will be uncomfortable at the beginning, but I'll take it easy and go slow. I won't fuck you for an hour either. More like 20 to 30 minutes to start. Maybe less, depending on how you're doing."

I played with both girls pussies while we sat in the hot tub, giving each of them a couple orgasms. When Phillip and Laura returned, she had sandwiches and chips for all of us, and a pitcher of lemonade. She also had a shaved cunt with sperm leaking out of it, and Phillip didn't have an erection anymore. Laura went to the girls to give them their food.

"Was her cunt tighter this time?" I asked Phillip.

"Much tighter," Phillip acknowledged. "How did you know I fucked her?"

"After shaving her, who wouldn't? Plus she's got cum leaking out of her pussy and you don't have your erection anymore, and it's been fairly constant since you came outside. You've been enjoying watching the show."

Phillip smiled and nodded.

"Before I fuck her again, you'll fuck her first. She should be even tighter. In fact, I've got something to help. I'll be back in a few."

I went to my new sex toy stash, found what I was looking for and went back outside. Laura had gotten into the hot tub with the other women and they were chatting. I stopped by Phillip's chair.

"Laura, come here," I ordered.

She got out and headed our way, wondering what else I had up my sleeve.

I opened my hands and showed her two pairs of balls, one set about an inch and a half in diameter and the other an inch. Both sets were fairly heavy.

"These are Ben Wa balls. I'm going to insert the larger set in your pussy right now. They help strengthen your Kegel muscles so you can remain nice and tight for Phillip. I want you to keep them inside of you all the time when you're not using the toilet, fucking or asleep, especially when you're moving around, cooking, cleaning, exercising. They're heavy enough, they want to drop out of your pussy and you have to keep your Kegels tight to prevent that from happening. They have an added benefit of keeping you stimulated and aroused, perhaps even giving you an orgasm. Because you're aroused, your pussy will be slick and they will slide out easier, so you have to work at it. Keeping those muscles tight will become unconscious after awhile.

"When you notice they are staying inside of you without any problem, you'll exchange them for the smaller set. They're just as heavy, so you'll have to work harder to keep them in. In no time at all, Phillip will notice you're able to exert pressure on his cock when he fucks you, despite my stretching your cunt out. It's important to keep him happy, right?"

"Yes."

I handed her the smaller set of balls and pushed one of the larger ones inside of her pussy, then added the second one.

"I see what you mean about having to keep my muscles tight," Laura said.

"Good. You can rejoin the others. I wouldn't mind seeing you kiss and play with them. I'll need to fuck Sharon shortly and I'm sure watching you will give me a great hard-on. I'll be joining you in the tub."

Phillip and I watched her walk back to the hot tub. She had to walk carefully to keep from losing her balls. She set the smaller set on a chair before climbing back into the tub.

"I'm sending the other women home after I fuck Sharon again. I want you to feel free to do anything you want with Laura and me tonight, without worrying about anyone else and what they'll think of you. After they're gone, you fuck Laura, then I'm going to fuck her. I'm going to fuck her for a long time. When you've got another erection, and I don't think it will take that long, you'll apply some lubricant to her asshole and your cock. I'll spread her ass cheeks for you so you can take her anal virginity. She'll have had her sphincter stretched by her anal plugs, and she'll have had several orgasms. You'll gently push into her bottom, giving her time to get used to the extra intrusion, which will be similar to the plug she's wearing now. At some point, you'll feel her start to move, to get the stimulation she needs to cum again. When she does, you can start thrusting.

"We're going to be in close proximity to one another, separated by a very thin membrane in her body. I'm going to feel you fucking her and you're going to feel me fucking her. She's going to feel amazing. When we've both orgasmed, I want you to feel free to do anything you want to do. No judgements, all right. I'll fuck her once more before we sleep. This is supposed to be fun for you as well as me. You're going to spend the night in the Master Bedroom with us tonight. Since we'll have introduced Laura to a new sexual experience, I'm sure she'll be comforted by your presence. You get up whenever you need to for work. When you come home, I'll have fucked her several more times and I'll give you a couple hours with her to do what you want, before I take her to bed again. Unless we introduce her to some new experience, such as a third man, you won't sleep in the Master Bedroom again. If we do, you can. Do you have any questions?"

"No, that was pretty clear."

"How are you liking everything so far?"

"It's even better than I thought it would be."

"I know I've pushed you a little. Part of it, is I think it's something you want to do, but you might be nervous about doing it, like you putting my cock in Laura last night. I thought you'd want to, but might not do it on your own, without a little nudge. I may do it some more tonight. Feel free to refuse if you're not comfortable. As I told you before, this is your gig. I'm along for the ride, and a damned sweet ride it is. Your wife is one of the most sexually responsive women I've ever been with. It's a joy to fuck her. I like opening her up to new experiences. Does it seem to you that she's enjoyed herself?"

"If the way she screams when she cums is any indication, she's loving it too."

"Orgasms aren't the only indication of how well someone likes something. Feel free to ask her. I think she worries a little about you because she enjoys the sex so much. If she knows you're happy, she'll enjoy it even more.

"Listen, I know you're probably self conscious about the size of your equipment. It might be part of the reason you enjoy the cuckold experience. If I were you, I wouldn't worry that much about it. I'd strip off like the rest of us, and just let loose. You're not responsible for the size of your Johnson. You didn't do anything to earn your size, any more than I did to earn mine. Luck of the draw is all it is, like my dark hair and Laura's blonde. Random selection, means nothing. If you want to come into the bedroom and jack off, do it. Don't stand outside the door. It's still your house. If I'm fucking Laura and you want your cock sucked, climb into bed and shove it between her lips. She might appreciate knowing you still want her, even though she's fucking me. That's all I'm saying,"

"Brick, do you think I'm normal?" Philip asked.

"What the fuck do I know about normal. I was married for six weeks to a woman because she could deep throat my cock. She had a genetic abnormality that fit in with my genetic abnormality. I couldn't keep my dick in my pants to save my life. I have an almost pathological need to fuck anything in skirts. Am I normal? I mean if anyone deserved to fuck around on a husband, my ex did. Yet I would have been hurt if she did. Are you any more abnormal than people with open marriages, or who swing with other couples. I sometimes feel monogamy is an artificial construct to protect society. It keeps us relatively sure we're raising our own progeny, and from killing each other from perceived betrayal. How many marriages go from beginning to end with both parties remaining faithful, without any slips at all? Ten percent, maybe fifteen? It's probably better if everyone knows not to expect fidelity, and only demands your kids be your own."

"I can't have that," he said, sadly.

"I know, and I feel for you. Doesn't mean I'm not happy to be the poster child for breeding Bulls everywhere, because you're giving me the best thing in your life, and I appreciate hell out of it. It doesn't matter if you're normal or not. It matters if you're happy with your lot in life, whatever that is. That's why I keep checking in with you to make sure you're okay. It matters."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

I got a sandwich and lemonade and joined the women in the tub. Five minutes later, Phillip joined us, sans suit. I winked at him and put Sharon in my lap to love on her. He did the same with Laura.

"Becca, I think you should make out with Mrs. Smith," I said.

"May I, Mr. Smith?" Becca asked.

"Be my guest," he said.

Becca leaned in and started kissing Laura, allowing her hands to wander. It wasn't long before Laura was moaning, and returning her caresses, to the point that Phillip let her get off his lap, letting them become more intimate. It wasn't long before Laura orgasmed, gasping into Becca's mouth as they mashed their breasts together. My cock was ready to come out and play. I told Becca and Sharon to dry off, go in the house and get in a sixty-nine, it was time to pop Sharon's anal cherry.

They scampered, there's no other word better suited; scampered out of the hot tub and dried off, racing for the bedroom.

"Can we watch?" Phillip asked.

"It's your house," I replied, climbing out and grabbing for my own towel, my cock hard and ready, "and they're both exhibitionist enough to appreciate the audience. You might learn something."

In the bedroom, the two girls were already deep between each other's legs, trying to lick themselves to the other end. I grabbed the lube I'd stored in the bedside drawer and climbed into bed with them. I was waiting for Sharon to have a couple orgasms when Phillip and Laura walked in. He pulled the covered chair they had in their bedroom within a couple feet of the bed and Phillip sat down, pulling Laura into his lap. I smiled at them. After Sharon had her second orgasm, I added a condom to my cock and started playing with the plug in her bum the way Becca had. Sharon's orgasms bumped up a notch. On the next one, I pulled it out, leaving her rectum gaping from the plug. Setting it bottom down on the table, I applied some lube around the rim of her rosebud, swirling some inside. I climbed behind her and applied a lot more to my cock, particularly the end, which would go in first.

The next time she started to climax, I put the crown of my cock against her hole and eased myself in. Sharon went nuts, but not in a bad way.

"Oh, fuck! I can't believe that big dick can fit in my asshole and that it feels so fucking good," she moaned.

I pushed in deeper, still going slow and she was loving every second of it, moaning louder. I just kept shoving forward until my short hairs were scraping her buns.

"You're so fucking huge," she groaned.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No fucking way. Just give me a minute. Damn, you're big."

I gave her three, until she moved forward, and then back, fucking herself on my shaft. I figured that was my signal to move, though still slowly. Sharon enjoyed her fucking, as much as she'd enjoyed the previous ass play. Her first orgasm was a squirter.

"Hey," Becca said, "you trying to drown me down here?"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay, but I can't help it. This feels so good. I feel like I'm going to cum again. I don't know what will happen. If you need to move out of the way, fine, but if you can, keep licking. It's wonderful."

Becca stayed where she was, the trooper, and she got a little more, but not as much as last time, and the remainder of Sharon's orgasms were more normal, though frequent, and loud. I gave it about fifteen more minutes, then pulsed out my load, embedded balls deep in her derrière. My spasms over, I pulled out as slow as I went in, my cock shrinking as I did.

"So, do you want to do that again?" I asked Sharon.

"Any time you want. I suppose I still prefer you fucking my pussy, but that was damn special."

"Go take a shower, both of you. Your face is soaked, Becca. Sharon, make sure you wash your bottom good. I'll join you in a minute. When you're dry, call yourselves an Uber. I'll give you a hundred each to pay for it. Becca, I hope to see you Tuesday night so we can leave for San Francisco together. Sharon, I'll call you next week so we can get together again before you leave Seattle. Maybe Phillip and Laura will have decided he can play too. We'll give you your first double penetration, pussy and ass. Put that last plug in every few days to keep your sphincter stretched and ready for next time. I'll wash it for you."

They leapt out of bed to take care of business. I grabbed the plug and stripped off my condom.

"I should change the sheets again," Laura said.

"Why don't you wait until we see if you're a squirter too."

"I've never squirted before."

"Neither had Sharon before today. We're doing different things, which may end in different results. Just pull them back to let it air out and perhaps dry a little."

"What do you want for supper?" Laura asked.

"Tonight's a special night. Perhaps we can go out for dinner. What do you think, Phillip?"

"Going out sounds fine."

"Pick out some clothes for her, Phillip, no panties, make sure the clothes are slutty. I like the thigh highs and garter belts. Every time I see her in them, I want to fuck her. I want every man and half the women in the restaurant, wishing they were in our shoes."

I went into the bathroom, disposed of the trash, washed the plug and joined the girls in the shower. When everyone was squeaky clean, we got out, and dried off. I gave Sharon her plug back, reminded Becca put the next largest size in tonight, and gave them money for the Uber.

"It's been a memorable weekend. I can't thank you enough for being part of it," I said as I kissed them both.

"That's because you've got two more sluts on your hands," Sharon laughed. "Maybe only a second or third degree black belt in Slut, but we're getting there."

"Yes, you are."

"If I come to San Francisco and suck off the waiter, will I be a tenth degree black belt in Slut?" Becca asked.

"Only fifth degree because it's not your home city where people know you. It's kind of like 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas'. You need to do it where it doesn't stay in Vegas, maybe in front of your parents."

"They would shit a brick," Becca said. "Have you ever done anything like that in front of your parents?"

"Not sucking a cock, but they've caught me licking pussy and fucking."

"What did they say?" Sharon asked.

"Not again!" I laughed, "since it happened with some regularity. I was a bad boy, generally. They hoped I'd grow out of it, but I never did. They hoped my marriage would take care of the problem, but that didn't do it, either. They've probably figured out I'm hopeless. At least I didn't go into porn and I'm successful."

"You could have gone into porn," Becca said.

"Doesn't pay enough. The women get the big bucks in porn, not the men, and even they don't get paid a lot. Maybe a 100-120 K a year, and that might include things like endorsements, conventions, celebrity stripping. While some males may make a hundred grand if they're big names, the average is maybe 30-40 thousand. It's not enough for my lifestyle. Besides, they're already sluts. Hard to turn one into a slut."

Sharon laughed. "I've got no answer for that one." Her phone chimed. "Looks like my ride is here. I'm going to miss you. Don't forget about me."

"Not likely. I just fucked your ass."

Becca's phone went off too. "And there's mine." She leaned in and kissed me. "Hope to see you Tuesday night, stud. Take care of the boss man and his lady."

"My purpose in life, for now."

I turned on more preseason football and caught some of the Packers game before I needed to get ready for dinner. I picked out another nice suit, a dark green, with pale green silk shirt and green and gold tie. Laura was sitting at her make up table, putting on make up. She was wearing a purple demibra, essentially, a platform for her tits, leaving the nipples bare, purple garter belt and smoky gray thigh highs. I felt my dick pressing up against the front of my pants.

"Your husband has exquisite taste. He knows how to make you stand out in a crowd," I said.

"My blouse is practically transparent."

"Excellent."

"My nipples will be visible."

"Better yet. I did want everyone in the restaurant to envy us. You're an exquisite flower, Laura. You should bloom on occasion."

"You're no help at all."

"Certainly not."

"You're as bad as he is."

"Worse. If I could do it without arrests occurring, I'd take you out naked, and I'd fuck you in front of everyone. Where are we going for dinner?"

"Spinasse."

"Good choice. I'm thinking the Menu Degustazione with wine pairings."

"What's that?"

"Every antipasto, primo and secondo on the menu served family style with wine. You're not pregnant yet. We'll allow you to drink. I'm thinking I should get you tipsy and have you suck my cock under the table."

"They don't even have tablecloths!"

"I know, how delicious. Unfortunately, it might hurt Phillip if we were to do it, so I guess we'll have to wait for a more opportune time."

"Opportune time for what?" Phillip asked, coming into the bedroom, looking sharp in a suit of his own, a silver/gray with a shirt matching the color of Laura's brassiere.

"For Laura to suck cock under the table."

"You're teasing her, right?"

"Mostly. A time might present itself where we could get away with it, but probably not at Spinasse. Shall we get the Menu Degustazione?"

"You've been there before?"

"I've been living in a hotel room without a kitchen and I've seduced a wide array of women. I've been to most restaurants. Spinasse tends to lower a woman's inhibitions and her panties, if she's wearing any. Laura won't be able to claim that tonight. Is the dress short? Will there be a risk of flashing her newly bald pussy?"

"Not short, but it has a slit up the left front which might do the trick."

"Phillip, my man." I grinned at him. "I have something for Laura to wear tonight too." I pulled it out of my pocket.

"What the hell is that?"

"A Lovense Lush 3 g-spot vibrator which you can control with your phone. Lasts up to five hours, sound activated if you want to take her dancing, the ability to make her cum remotely from halfway around the world, and with those Ben Wa balls inside of her, should really float her boat tonight."

"That does sound like fun."

"Almost as much fun as a blow job would be. More fun for her."

"You're going to be a bad influence on my husband, aren't you?" Laura said.