Chapter 5

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?"