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The Breeder: Tori offers herself to the breeder.
🕑 Added 2023-01-30 20:59:00 +0000 UTC“Hey, so, hi,” Tori said, stepping forward, with no idea what she was saying—her mouth running away from her, trying to lubricate a social situation that couldn’t help but be awkward.
Not that the breeder proffered any embarrassment. He barely canted his head to see her, keeping the lion’s share of his attention on Jade, who was letting out a continuous series of pleasured moans. Almost like a tea kettle just coming to a boil. He rocked his hips, pumping gently into her. Keeping Jade at a steadily ebbing state of orgasmic ecstasy that, Tori had to admit, she envied like crazy.
“I’m a friend of Jade’s,” Tori explained. She pointed: “That’s Jade, in case you don’t know her name… unless she doesn’t want you to know her name. In which case it probably isn’t Jade, it’s just someone that looks like Jade. Is that you, Jade? I don’t know; we haven’t seen each other since high school. And usually, I’m a bit more intimate with people I have threesomes with… I haven’t even met you, sir, but congratulations on how, uh, cock-drunk your paramour is. She might be named Jade.”
Jade spoke like she was talking in her sleep, her eyes closed, her head weaving as she tried to hold it somewhere close to upright: “What the fuck do you want, Tori?”
“But I couldn’t help but notice that my friend Jade, or someone who looks like her, really wants to get bred, and if I could help out in any way… any sexual way… I’m a very sexual person. I don’t know if you knew that about me. Would you like to take a break from fucking her and fuck me? No pressure, just putting it out that… Jade looks like she’s maybe had enough for now…”
“Fuck… you…” Jade drawled out. “I’m getting his cum… don’t need any help… he’s breeding me… with his… big…”
Her head pitched forward, long dark hair falling in front of her face like a curtain descending in front of an ended stage act. Tori bit her lip.
That didn’t look like a boxer who was making it to the ninth round.
Then the breeder was reaching out to her. His hand caressed Tori’s long slender neck. It slid to the hemline of her low-cut dress. Fisted itself in the fabric that was meant to shield her cleavage from view. It seemed like there was more than muscle brought to bear on her. She could’ve pulled away, even with his firm grip, but seeing that masculine lust for her—his drive to possess her—Tori couldn’t resist that any more than a man could resist water in the desert.
Sorry, Jade… she thought as he reeled her in… the man that was still inside Jade, still technically fucking her even as he kissed Tori.
When they kissed, it felt like a thousand tiny butterflies moving in teasing circles through her belly… like a fire in her cunt that sent luscious wisps of smoke all through her body… Tori tried to get more of his lips, of his wicked mouth and his tongue and the first taste of pleasure that she knew would lead to more and more… but the breeder’s hand was firm. He held her in place, even though it jarred her neckline out of place, making her nipples slip out of their concealment.
“Tell me you’re a whore,” the breeder said, with the same calculated defilement he had used to raise Jade’s ire so much. “Tell me you want my cum.”
Tori wasn’t the same way as Jade—not the rageaholic she was—the breeder’s provocation wouldn’t work on her. She almost wanted to tell him. But it worked in a different way. She wanted to please the breeder, wanted to make him happy with her, and his dire commands gave her a way to satisfy him. A way of showing she was compliant.
Eager beaver, she heard Jade’s voice ring in her ears. A G-rated taunt back in their schoolgirl days, but the sizzling look Jade had directed down between Tori’s legs had made it clear what exactly she was referring to.
“I’m a whore,” Tori breathed, feeling the oddest sense of relief as she said it. Well, she’d been acting like a whore. Now she’d admitted it and there wasn’t any shame. “I want your cum!” She almost sounded proud.
Her lips stayed parted after she said it; Tori realized why when he kissed her again and his tongue plunged into her mouth, playing heatedly against hers. Then she pushed her own tongue into his mouth. He closed his lips around it, sucking on it vigorously while his hands played along the front of her dress. Kneading her passionately swollen breasts through her lacy black bra.
She felt like a pet that had earned its owner’s favor and was getting petted as a loving reward. Maybe he would call her a good girl… Tori would like that… she wasn’t like Jade, getting off on insults and abuse. The breeder had called her a whore, but he didn’t make it sound like a bad thing. It felt good now, if she was being a whore… if she did want his cum… however she felt, it felt good!
Her nipples hardened to a painful throb; the breeder’s hand slipped into her cleavage, underneath her bra, and squeezed deep into the heft of her breast. His other hand drew her skirt up over her trembling thighs. His touch dipped underneath it, and Tori absurdly grabbed her own hemline to hold it up out of the way while he caressed her thighs.
Tori gibbered. Her eyes crossed. She knew she was hot, but she’d never realized how firm and supple her thighs were until she had a man touching them, massaging them, enjoying them. His fingers slicked up the inside of her crotch and touched her white panties. They didn’t match her bra, but Tori hadn’t thought anyone would notice. Who would in this sexless world? Now she was so excited to be a hot mess… heat careening through her starving pussy…
“I’m usually such a good girl,” she moaned. “I didn’t even… didn’t even match my bra and my panties…” She tittered. “You made me a whore.”
“Heh,” the man said, the word genuine, from deep in his chest, and Tori felt a sharp stab of lust at having pleased him.
“You made me a whore,” Tori continued, wanting more of his happiness with her. She petted his broad chest, smiled up into his hungry eyes. “You made me want your cum…”
“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Jade gasped, back to herself and finally feeling the effect of the breeder’s departing attention. She clawed at his tuxedo, pulling him back against her by the lapels and forcing their hips together. A grunt as he hilted himself in her once more: “I’m a whore! I want your cum!” she growled.
The breeder kissed her, as if to shut her up, but Tori read genuine enjoyment in both of them. The man bucked his hips, pumping himself inside of Jade, and Tori’s old friend quaked like an electric current had just been run through her. Tori’s jealousy took off in leaps and bounds. She reached under the breeder’s jacket and fondled his muscular physique through his shirt, not caring that he was already fucking Jade, not caring that she didn’t even know his name.
“She can’t make you come,” Tori purred, barely recognizing her own voice.
“What the fuck, Vega?” Jade demanded, but the breeder rutted into her again and her eyes drifted skyward, face flushed with pleasure. “Fuck…”
“She can’t handle your big cock…” Tori continued.
She reached down to pet the washboard abs above the source of her desire—ignoring the cauldron of heat coming off of Jade’s lower body. Was she actually getting turned on by this flagrant man-stealing or was she just even more determined to hold onto her sex partner?
“Why don’t we make her watch for a while?” Tori cooed. “Maybe then she can learn how to take your cum.”
“Fucking Tori Vega…” Jade swore. Her eyes shot daggers at both her and the breeder. “Don’t you dare stop fucking me! You haven’t even started satisfying me, you got that? You really think you got me off? I was just faking it—trying to make you feel good. Tori, save yourself the disappointment, this ape isn’t worth a secondhand dildo. Why don’t you go in the corner and finger yourself while I put on a good show?”
A strong thrust battered Jade against the wall. She trilled happily, putting the lie to all her swaggering. Her wetness dripped down onto the floor between her steepled legs.
“You can put it anywhere!” Tori offered. “Fuck me in my ass, my mouth, wherever—you can breed me whenever you want. Or cum all over my face, if you want. Just let me have your cock… let me show you how a real woman appreciates a big dick like yours. You shouldn’t reward Jade for her… toxicity!”
“Oh, fuck you, Vega!” Jade snapped. “You’re just a cheap slut—“
“A cheap slut who can show a little appreciation,” Tori countered. “You really think guys like trying to fuck the bitchiness out of a bitch like you?”
“Yeah, as long as I have tits.”
“I have tits!” Tori protested.
“Can he fuck them?” Jade asked smugly.
“More than a handful is a waste!”
“Holt, you mind if I waste these D-cups?” Jade crooned, pressing them into the breeder’s chest.
Holt? Tori realized that must be his name. It took her aback to realize again that she hadn’t yet known it when he’d touched her, touched so much of her.
“You two talk too much,” Holt said, his voice rough. “That’s the problem with these sorts of parties. Get more than one woman into the bedroom and you’ve got yourself a conversation.”
“Yeah, Tori,” Jade simmered at her. “Haven’t you heard that actions speak louder than words?”
“I have,” Holt said, and then he showed them both exactly what he meant.
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