A Licensed Breeder in a Hentai Logic World 18

"Gluk" was the word of the day, and a rocking song was the perfect backing track for the greatest vocal performance that Adelle Mochizuki had ever given.

Hung from the ceiling, with a red silk rope wrapped around most of her body, especially tied around her arms, putting them together and holding them fast behind her back, as well as drawing a tortoise-shell pattern across her lovely chocolate brown back. A black blindfold covered her eyes, a shaking and vibrating dildo stuck out from her butt, and her front had a silken rope bra to make her leaking breasts stick out even more.

Her belly was carefully and lovingly held in place with a rope hammock, ensuring proper support and sufficient restraint.

Her cheeks were darkenned, and as I pulled my now thoroughly slobbered on cock from her mouth, she had to take a few moments to just collect herself, swallowing a few times before she resumed breathing.

I grinned down at her, using the back of my hand to wipe the slight bit of saliva that had escaped from the corner of my lip, it's been hard not to smile, seeing the cunty and harsh spoken bitch like that. To think she was still putting on some rocking performances up until recently, even though she had to change her bra and shirt after every song.

Girl got super wet and started to lactate when performing, and the hotter things got, the worse it became. At some point, she had just given up on it and her performances were now lewd shows where she would stain the stages of bars with her juices, especially when I was able to attend.

I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her by the hair to look up, I didn't need to see her eyes to know they were unfocused, especially as I brought her forward, making her lose her footing, only her toes reaching the ground, and rubbed my cock and balls along her face, as she desperately kissed, suckled and licked at whatever part of my sex she could reach.

"That's it, good girl, get me all nice and lubbed, I'm going to say hi to my kid inside you."

We didn't know the gender of her baby, and frankly, I didn't really care. As long as it was my seed growing in her womb, that was the only thing that mattered.

"Yeshh-" she mewled.

She liked it rough, that much I knew, but she loved focusing on her senses more than anything. Restraining her, blocking her sight, making her focus exclusively on her other four senses, was her own idea, and though embarrassing to admit at first, she taught me a lot of how to tie her up properly.

Girl could flip between total bitch and submissive kitten in five seconds flat.

"Fhugh, fuck me moar, sheer, sir~!" she said, swallowing as I began to walk around her.

At the same time, I took the opportunity to run my fingers, ghosting them along her sides. I was happy to see that she was a little bit chunkier, when her pregnancy first started she had been a little too thin, but it seemed like feeding her protein shakes so often was working out well for her.

She shivered and shook as my fingers tickled her chest and stomach and her flank and lower back, until I reached her well shaped butt, which was still as firm as ever. Raising my hand, I delivered a mighty, powerful slap, that made her breasts shake and jiggle from the impact, a squirt of pussy juice erupting from her exposed cunt.

Alas, fucking her pussy was dangerous, with the baby and all, so I had to content myself with taking the dildo out of her ass, and shoving it in her pussy before cranking it up to its maximum setting. It's strange, isn't it? How advanced the sex toy industry was, yet, so often I met women who had never used one, and who had to learn from me how to use them.

Of course, now I knew why, it wasn't natural, the world wasn't natural, but so what, what did I care? All I cared about, as I lined myself up with Adelle's tight ass... was the pleasure we could share!

Alas, my time is constantly being demanded, and though I would spend quite a bit of time making sure Adelle was well and truly pleased with my service, I had to go pay a visit to my other repeat customers.

One that was a bit surprising was when, of all people, a woman I had once just fucked on a train on a whim managed to track me down, because she wanted me so damn badly.

Kei was still just as beautiful as I remembered, she had a more motherly look than most of the women I fucked, a look and style that complimented the fact that she not only already had two kids, but based on the swell of her tummy and her swollen breasts, she was going to be getting a third soon enough.

More importantly, I found she had a lot of kinks and a lot of issues that she needed to work through, and her relationship with her husband wasn't so much on the rocks as it was tumbling off a cliff, especially because even as her sexual appetite reawakened through me, he hadn't been an outlet for it at all.

Thus, I found myself on my back on the couple's marital bed, with the wife bouncing on my cock as I laid down with my hands behind my head, the woman who was closing in on forty years old demonstrating she was just as beautiful, nay, even more so than the young and fit ladies, and that experience was a quality well worth the time it took to acquire it.

Her movements were excellent, she had an incredible rhythm that kept me from ever growing bored, even as she actively kept varying her pressure and slowing down just so she wouldn't cause me to orgasm too soon.

Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of the bedside table. The small lamp beside it provided only relatively dim lighting, and the lights were turned down so that the atmosphere matched, but I could still see three pictures, one of Kei with two older folks, her mother and father I presumed, one of her with an almost aggressively boring man, and one of her with two boys of different ages.

Her family.

She had made damn sure the one of her with her husband was pointed directly at the bed.

She wanted me to see it. She wanted me to be incensed, motivated, by the thought of doing better than her husband. I turned my face to look at her as she looked down at me, her hands on my shoulders, her breathing hitched and her movements growing rougher.

"Breed me..!" she muttered. "I need it, show me how a real man makes love..!"

I couldn't help the smirk that pulled at my lips, as I moved my hands along her legs and onto her hips. Her pregnancy was far along enough that I could cradle her growing belly in my hands and feel the stiffness of a body prepared to defend the life growing within it with all it had.

My hands continued their travel up to her chest, and I grabbed at them. Every time we met, Kei put on her fanciest lingerie, and this was no different. She was wearing a lacy black set with open cups that allowed me free access to her nipples, and a matching pair of panties that had a slit just about big enough for my cock to fit through, so I could fuck her wearing them.

Apparently, it had been all sets of lingerie she had bought across her years to try to appeal to her husband. I am glad to point out, the more we fuck, the older the lingerie she's using. Though her body shows no signs of losing any of its voluptuousness, I love the shape she's in, and I love when I see her improve.

"You're making yourself pretty for me, how could I not?" I responded, as I raised my knees, planted the soles of my feet on the mattress and grabbed at her fleshy butt and hips, gritting my teeth as I pushed into her powerfully, fucking her so hard her breasts were jiggling wonderfully.

Making them bounce became my sole reason for being, and I pounded her from below, up into her again and again, never letting her rest, never giving her a break, and showing her how a man who truly desires a woman fucks her!

And though I would be ridden to orgasm again and again and again by Kei, my life was such that I couldn't focus purely on her either.

Because miss Yasunori, Kotone for those close to her, also called me back for repeat performances of our breeding sessions.

Kotone had a lot of hobbies, and I do mean a lot of hobbies, that ranged from the extremely common among women her age, to those that seemed perhaps a bit of an outlier for an adult woman, like for example, building a particular kind of anime figure, mechanized mobile suits, mostly the kind that switched shape between plane and humanoid robot.

But the most relevant was the fact that she liked to cosplay.

Natch, she liked to be fucked in cosplay. And most of all, she liked when it happened in public. Something had seemed to drive her over the edge, maybe it was seeing her best friend with her baby, maybe it was getting impregnated herself, maybe it was the fact that she found someone who could and would indulge her fetishes... or maybe it was the fact that it felt really, really good.

Whatever the case was, Kotone had invited me to some sort of anime convention, and then, dragged my out of place ass to the small plaza where cosplayers in erotic outfits would be posing for a bunch of men with extremely obvious erections to take pictures of her that ranged from the normal to the saucy and even the downright pornographic, especially of the lewder outfits.

I wrote that to memory, and made a note to some day come back to make use of my breeder card to stain some of those outfits.

Like the one Kotone had chosen, a positively tiny black bikini, fox ears and a fluffy tail. The tail was a buttplug, meaning she was holding it up with just the muscles of her butthole. On top of that, the character she was cosplaying was apparently known for being a slob, and a little bit pudgy, so it went perfectly with the small but prominent belly bump.

A small white headband kept her hair out of her eyes, and her glasses were tied behind her actual human ears, making sure to keep her hair in place so that said ears wouldn't show, giving the illusion that the fluffy ears on top were her real and only ears.

Her choosing a fox made me a little amused, but mostly, it incensed my desires and set the fire burning in me.

That was why as I pretended to be one of the photographers around her, I waited until she was stewing in her own juices, almost trembling underneat the glare of the many people taking pictures of her, never knowing when I would strike... until I did.

Stepping up from behind her, I grabbed her and pulled her up. "Let's make this shoot one to remember huh!" I called, hugging her body to yours truly's and pressing her almost naked back to my chest to help with supporting her weight, as I slid my hands between her legs and behind her knees. "C'mon everyone," I shouted, raising her to expose her crotch, "show our fox here how much you love her!"

At first I thought someone might try to stop her, but rather than that, a lot of people started actually masturbating to the sight, the show I was putting on already getting several to start stroking themselves through their pants. How quaint - even at this stage, the men weren't stepping in, even though they obviously felt sexual desire...

The very representation of the herbivorous men that wouldn't fuck a woman even if she was begging for it.

With a little effort, I managed to free my cock, slipping it out of my pants with one hand while putting as much of Kotone's weight on my chest and back as I could, then, with the same hand, I pulled her panties to the side, hearing the oohs and aahs as her pussy became exposed for the first time.

I had to adjust because her tail was getting annoyingly in the way, but my movements caused her to yelp and yip in a way befitting her accessories, since it moved the plug in her ass just right to hit her weak points.

Then I pushed it in, and took her other leg back with my hand, as I began fucking her right there in front of everyone. "Nhghooo, everyone can see!! My slutty pussy, everyone can see how wet I am!"

I laughed and bounced her on my hips, it felt oddly satisfying and empowering to fuck her in front of everyone else, to claim her where everyone could see, to show them what women needed, and what they couldn't give them.

"Haaah, sho gooooo'~!"

I pounded her as hard as I could and as fast as I could and showing everyone just how to do it, how to pleasure her, to drive it into them, that it was me doing it, that she was my woman, that the baby growing in her belly was mine.

I can never get enough, and neither can any of the women who've become my partners!