by Sasha Scott
I glanced over what Jenna was wearing, the dull casual wear, and commanded for her to go and change into something sexier. Luckily I had Michelle there to comfort me while I waited.
The BBW MILF was down between my legs, dragging her wet tongue across my hard shaft, adoring it with her oral talents.
“Hmm, are you really going to breed my daughter too?” she slurred to me between her wet slurps of my thick girth.
“Why, is that a problem Michelle?”
“Well,” she groaned softly, “she is my daughter and I kinda wanted you all to myself.”
I really did admire her honesty but sadly it couldn’t do. Even if Michelle had no way to escape me I didn’t want any tension between myself and my main breeder, or her and her daughter. I hoisted my card up and drew her eyes to its surface.
“No you actually love the idea. You want to share me with your daughter and you want to see which of you can make the most babies for me.”
Controlling actions was one thing, the control I had over her mind was another as she squealed out in glee and began to make out with the shaft of my cock with an increased vigor and excitement.
“I can’t wait until you knock her up too. I want her to be just like mommy,” she giggled, jiggling her thick booty in place as she lubed me up for her daughter.
Speaking of her daughter Jenna finally returned from the other room, dolled up and ready for me.
She had coated herself in a thick layer of makeup and allowed her hair out of a ponytail, instead letting it hang down over her shoulders towards her large tits. As for clothing she was wearing a black and green corset along with stockings and a garter belt of the same color.
“Hmm delightful,” I growled looking her curvy body over in such a sexy, revealing, outfit. “Why did you have something like that in your closet?”
“I didn’t,” she mumbled, “I borrowed it from my mom.”
Of course, the slut herself. I slapped Michelle on the behind softly as a light punishment before shooing her away, crooking my finger to invite Jenna over towards me.
She was definitely following through with my commands, she wasn’t resisting but she was clearly nervous unlike her mother who had practically devoured me the first time we got together.
“What’s wrong Jenna?” I asked, “Why so nervous?”
“It’s just… it’s… it’s my first time, okay?” she confessed, her cheeks glowing bright.
When she admitted she was a virgin I was deeply shocked. She carried herself around like a confident woman who’d been around the block a couple of times despite being not much younger than me but in actual fact she was a nervous virgin. It was actually kind of adorable.
“No need to worry,” I told her, “me and your mom do this sorta stuff every day. She can tell you how wonderful it feels.”
All attention was turned to Michelle who nodded from across the room and giggled, “Trust me sweetie you’re gonna feel amazing with Harvey as your partner. He’s such a stud.”
Rather than easing her she just seemed to be getting more nervy. Perhaps it was the fact she was about to have her cherry popped by a stranger, maybe it was the fact her mother was watching, the fact remained she was squirming around in place. Luckily I had a way to remedy such things.
I presented Jenna with my license to control and instructed her.
“I want you to get down on your knees to carry on with the blowjob your mother started. The more you suck the more excited you’ll get for me to breed you. When I cum you will swallow it down and instantly become my cock craving nympho breeder.”
Instantly she dropped down with a soft thud as her knees pressed into the soft carpet. Her lips opened up, the softness wrapping around the thick head of my hard manhood as she followed my orders and began to suck my dick.
My length was already glossed with drool from her slutty mother but it was her turn to apply me with a wet saliva coating and to drain out my orgasm.
Michelle had already gotten me started so I was worked up, closer than I could have been which meant she wouldn’t have to wait that long to feel my cum in her mouth, but still long enough for me to see her blowjob skills.
They were clumsy, a lot more amatuer than Michelle’s experienced oral talents, but that itself had a unique charm to it. To begin with she did little more than wetly slobber down my manhood as her head bobbed awkwardly but as time passed and as my command manipulated her mind she began to find her feet and develop some sucking composure.
Soon the awkward slurp turned into a passable suck, her brunette head rolling up and down my length, pleasing my hardness and taking me towards an orgasm.
With Michelle getting a considerable assist for her warmup act, and the delightful visual scene she was presenting as she masturbated in lust to the show, I finally hit my limit and planted my hand on the top of Jenna’s head.
“Here it comes Jenna, I’m cumming,” I warned her far too late for her to be able to react, my orgasm spraying as soon as my words came to an end, filling her up with my hot, sticky, warmth.
To give her a slice of what to expect from me I remained buried into her for the full duration of my orgasm, each squirt of cum being fired directly into her body until my climax came to an end. With ropes of seed trickling down her throat I removed my hand and allowed her to lift her head upwards, a drooly mess and slobber glistening over her face.
As instructed she didn’t spit up that jizz, instead she lifted her head up and drunk it all down. That acted as the final ingredient to turn her into a slut.
After she released a loud, refreshed, sigh, Jenna looked up at me with those big, watery, wanting eyes.
“Hmm Harvey,” she moaned at me, her hips rolling, “drinking your cum made me feel so horny. Please stir up my wet pussy with your big fat cock. Please breed me.”
How was a virgin even capable of saying such nasty things? Not that I minded, the way she spoke to me with such vulgar dirty talk got my cock rock hard again very quickly, a fact which made her squeal in joy.
“Well that was the plan,” I made sure to inform her as I leant back on the bed, presenting my lap and the hard shaft which was standing tall, “Now get up here and let me take care of that pesky cherry, and that empty womb of yours.”
Like the obedient breeder sub she had became Jenna picked herself up and straddled onto my lap, her arms locking around my back as she rubbed her dripping mound over my hardness.
I didn’t push her or rush her, I simply waited for her to do it herself, for her to slowly lift her hips upwards and then press back down, kissing the head of my cock with the wet lips of her juicy pussy.
She moaned out as her tightness sunk down around my girth, the inches of my dick vanishing up into her virgin pussy, that tag being eroded as her hips lowered until she finally dropped down fully, my manhood pierced deep into her insides.
Despite the fact her virginity had just been taken by such a huge cock there were no screams of pains and no teary sobs. What there was however was whimpering moans as her body shuddered in place.
“So fucking good,” she mumbled out softly, her breathing heating up as she clung to my body tightly.
Jenna had done a good job putting it in herself but for a girl like her experiencing her first time it looked like that was the limit of what I could expect her to do. The rest I would have to take care of.
“I’m going to start moving now, brace yourself,” I warned her as my hands held onto her hips as my own began to rock, bouncing upwards to thrust into her wet tightness.
Those low pitched whimpers became squealy moans as I pumped my hardness up into her fertile, young, insides, my meaty pole grinding through her vice like velvet insides.
Her nails scratched along my back as she squealed into my neck, “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, so amazing.” Hearing such words of praise really got me going.
Even though it was her first experience the way she was praising me and chanting out so many gleeful compliments willed me on to
thrust myself into her quicker, harder, faster. My meaty piston was really stirring up her immature tightness.
While Michelle was also tight, especially for a mother, it was completely different from Jenna. Her body felt fresh, young, like it mine for the taking, like it was up to me to mold her insides for my personal use, to sculpt her for breeding; I was up to the task.
My fingers gripped her thick ass as I kept on thrusting roughly into her mound, her entire body jiggling in place on my lap as I unleashed my desires on her curvy body, yet it was her who would find her desires overflowing first.
She didn’t warn me with words she did it with actions, her inner muscles suddenly squeezing down on me as a rush of her juices gushed down my lap, her form trembling in place. I knew exactly what had just happened.
“You just came, didn’t you?” I asked her, giving her behind a small spank.
“Yes,” she moaned at me weakly, “sorry I couldn’t help it.”
“Oh no it’s fine,” I replied as I used my strength to twist her body around, suddenly pressing her back against my chest, “but it’d be rude not to show your mom how wonderful you’re feeling too.”
Suddenly Jenna’s eyes locked onto her mother’s. Michelle was watching on with her fingers buried in her snatch and all over her thick nipples, her juices dripping. She was enjoying the show almost as much as Jenna was enjoying starring in it and the show wasn’t over yet, I still had a finale to perform.
I wrapped my arms tightly around Jenna’s body and began to buck my hips sharply, slamming into her pussy from below, making her bounce in my grip as she saw herself being watched by her own mother.
“No don’t look, don’t look mom,” Jenna hissed out with a lustful squeal, “don’t look as I get turned into Harvey’s breeder bitch!”
She was just as crazy as her mom, she was going completely wild from being embarrassed as I worked myself up towards knocking her up.
The more I rubbed my hard cock through her tight, wet, throbbing folds, the closer I got to spraying out my virile seed. I was getting close, my limit in sight. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer.
“Oh she’s going to watch alright,” I snarled out as I felt my loins tingling, “she’s going to watch as I knock you up.”
With the end in sight I gave one last energetic rush, putting all of my strength into my hammering hips as I turned Jenna from a brat into a woman, my cock pulsing before finally I could contain myself no longer.
Down I dragged her body, down around the base of my cock as I began to cum, as I began to fire all of my hot stud seed deep into her body, directly into her fertile womb.
My cum kept coming, rope after rope rushing from my bulging member, flooding her insides with the hot cream needed to turn her into a mother as well. My warmth was spreading within her, turning her into my second breeder girl.
Again Jenna came, her entire body shuddering as her squirting climax gushed all over my lap, all of the strength draining away from her as she collapsed back into my tight hold.
There I sat, totally spent with Jenna in my arms as her climaxing mother collapsed down across from us. I couldn’t say sex with Jenna had felt better than being with Michelle but it was definitely completely wonderful. Perhaps it was time for me to take my mission more seriously? Having two women to toy around with was amazing but with the license to control in my possession there was no reason I couldn’t have more.
Somehow those thoughts about having an entire harem of horny breeders begging for my cock got me hard all over again. Was it those superior genes which were giving me so much stamina? I had no idea, I just knew I needed to go again.
“Hey Jenna,” I called down to my lap warmer, giving her ass a small spank, “don’t get comfortable yet, your audition isn’t quite over. I can’t just presume I knocked you up I have to make it a guarantee.”
“Yes,” she moaned to me softly, her drool dripping down as I slowly began to thrust again, working myself up towards a second orgasm.
I would work on finding more breeders another day. This particular day the only women I desired were already in the room.
Claiming the Colleague
Ever since I’d gained possession of the license to control my interest in work had taken a big hit. Let’s be honest I wasn’t really that interested in working in a shop anyway I just needed to earn some money but ever since I gained the power to control others and had two babes waiting for me at home interest in money had gone towards the back of my mind under a large interest in sex and breeding.
First it was just Michelle and then suddenly it was her and her daughter Jenna as well; it just kept getting better.
Whenever I didn’t have to lumber into work to earn a paycheck I spent all day in their house having sex with the two of them and even on the days I did come to the shop I went over to their place as soon as I could. I was so happy that I had managed to ‘convince’ Jenna to stay with us.
My time in work became waiting down the clock and fantasizing about the kind of things I could be doing and the kind of things I would be doing after my shift was over.
Perhaps I’d have them side by side and I’d take my turn going at each of them?
Maybe I’d tell them to wrap their breasts around me in unison and give me a double boobjob?
I could always make them work for it and watch them beg and squirm. So many options. I was starting to get hard just thinking about it.
Whack!
There went my fantasies as the end of a plastic broom came smacking me over the back of the head. It was my co-worker Violet and she didn’t look pleased with me.
“Could you stop daydreaming and actually do somet?” she complained, “You expect me to sweep up and stack the shelves while your lazy ass is plonked there with some dumb look on your face?”
“If you wouldn’t mind,” I said smugly, receiving a second well deserved smack over the head.
“Yeah, fuck off. Start doing somet too. I ain’t doing extra just because you’re too bone idle to do anything.”
I could see where Violet was coming from but she was being completely out of order. She didn’t know the pain I was going through knowing that I had two beauties waiting for me to breed them back at home, my erection bulging in my pants. How was I supposed to work in these conditions?
With my pants painfully tight I watched Violet as she strutted off to get back to sweeping up, paying special attention to the way her hips wiggled as those tight bottoms showed the outline of her ass.
Violet was roughly the same age as me and was quite the hottie as well. She was a petite, spunky, redhead with cute features and a great round ass. There were always customers trying to hit on her and it wasn’t really a surprise.
I’d always registered the fact she was hot but I’d never really admired it before. However with my erection throbbing I found my eyes glued onto her shapely ass, watching the way it swayed from side to side. That apple shaped behind certainly wasn’t doing anything to cure me of my hardness however I certainly wouldn’t complain if it decided to.
My lust was seriously getting the better of me which was why I dug my hand into my pocket and pulled out the small, white, rectangle of card I had tucked away in there. Yes that was my license to control.
“Hey Violet,” I called out to my work colleague.
“What is it? An excuse for why you’re still just fucking standing there!?”
“Somet like that yeah, just come over real quick. I gotta show you somet.”
She let out a loud exhale before marching over, “Whatever this is it better be good.”
“Oh I promise it is,” I said as I lifted my hand up from behind the counter and showed her my license to control.
“The hell is that thing?”
“Just listen for a second. I’d love to help you work but I’m afraid I can’t because I’m pitching a tent back here. I need you to come around here and take care of my erection.”
Her face didn’t get an
y less scowly at me after I gave her the command but that didn’t stop her from shrugging her shoulders and telling me what I wanted to hear.
“Yeah alright, let’s get this over with,” Violet sighed as she quickly hopped around the counter to join me and my rock hard erection.
I didn’t even have to do any work. She pushed her hands down to my pants and stripped me of my lower half, unbuckling and unzipping everything she needed to to free up my cock. Once it was out in the open she wrapped her hand around my hard meat and began to jerk it up and down.
Her touches certainly weren’t gentle, I had to grasp hold of the counter to contain myself as she squeezed tight and quickly pumped along my length. There certainly wasn’t anything romantic or sensual about it, she was all business, trying to milk me as quickly as she could.
