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A Licensed Breeder in a Hentai Logic World 2
🕑 Added 2023-07-19 18:10:44 +0000 UTC"As your handler, I'll help you with any matter that you require assistance in, as long as it pertains to breeding, and I'm the one who makes the determination as to whether the assistance was warranted or not, so you can rest assured, you're not breaking rules for accepting my help as long as I offer it!"
Hearing Tsukiko but not seeing her was not what I had expected for the morning. Apparently, she was an early riser and a hard worker, because she left before I was up, and was already hard at work.
"Will I have to be afraid of getting assassinated by bald men soon?" I joked into the phone. "I'm guessing they were pretty upset after last night."
"Noooo, not at all, you're fine, they have no sense of humor and no mood to ruin," she said. "You should only worry about putting those mighty reproductive instincts to work young man!"
"Doing what?" I asked. "'s not like I can just take a walk and fuck the first woman I find," I said.
"First, you totally can do that, most breeders don't like doing it in public that much but, y'know, nobody will complain too much," she said, and I could almost hear her dismissive hand motion as she spoke into her phone, "but if you're worried about someone making a fuzz," she spoke in a flighty manner before, but I could tell that she was serious now, as if to emphasize to me that this was an option I could, and most likely should, take right now, "you could always use your app to find someone wanting to be bred nearby."
"Yeah I suppose I could," I said. It was strange how these things sort of fly over your head sometimes, maybe it's because I'm too focused on what's directly in front of me and not seeing the forest for the trees. "But I don't expect to be too lucky, this neighborhood is all career women and married women."
"Try it out first. Sometimes they even come with a bonus or two attached, if the woman's particularly desperate! Good luck! I've gotta go now, if anything comes up, do call!"
"Alright, I will, thank you and talk to you later," I said, the call cutting off only three seconds after I said my part, clearly she was in a hurry. Ah, well, undoubtedly she had other matters to attend to. She might be my handler, but that was apparently just one of her tasks.
Alright then, as Tsukiko said, I did indeed check the app.
After a few moments I went at the bounty board program, and, well, I stand corrected. Just in my apartment building alone there was a good half dozen bounties, and as the map expanded, showing off a 2d model of the city, more and more pins of women who were asking for a breeder's assistance were popping up, in the form of pins stabbing into the fabric of the map with a speech bubble on top.
I tapped the big bubble that said 6 on my building, and the map zoomed in onto it, expanding the view of the building and listing a table with the six breeding requests put out.
I hummed as I read over them.
Oh, what a surprise. Missus Larouge? That's the last one I'd expected to see here. Missus Larouge was the female half of an immigrant couple, apparently having come here from the west. One could never be too sure with a couple of such ambiguous origin where exactly they were from, but I knew they had successfully earned their citizenship and had moved permanently. How, exactly, I didn't know, but far be it from me to question the behemoth of the government's actions when they are desperate to bolster the number of working, capable adults in a country with a declining birth rate.
The other requests weren't too interested currently, but I was... surprised to find that married women were putting out requests to breed as well. Especially this many. In fact, there was only one single woman in this building, to my knowledge, and she hadn't put a request for breeding at all, so all six requests were from women who were married.
Was it... wrong to interfere in such a thing? To lay with a married woman?
If it was, I couldn't tell you because I didn't, frankly, give a shit.
Missus Larouge was amazingly hot, and I immediately answered her request. Mister Larouge, if you're not breeding your amazingly hot wife, then this is your own damn fault, and I feel nothing but contempt for you.
Having given her a warning that I was going to meet her, I drank a cup of tea, took my vitamins and supplements, did my stretches, put on a good set of clothes, made sure to check I was properly shaven, fixed my hair, and finally, went down two floors to meet Missus Larouge.
I didn't even take the elevator, I used the trip down the stairs to give her a little more time to prepare.
Finally, I was at her apartment number - the name plate was written in both our script and her own, it was easy to recognize the door as it was the only one that had foreign script on it.
I banged on the door, and after a few moments, I heard the word "Coming!" from the other side.
Finally, the door was opened and woah, just woah, god damn, hoppity hot damn, I knew Missus Larouge was hot, but sheesh, I didn't know just HOW hot she was! Burning even! I'd never seen this woman in a casual context, I hardly ever saw her really, but I would never have guessed she dressed like this in private!
The first thing that struck me was the sheer size of her titties, her boobies, her chest puppies, her gazongas, her mammaries, her bosom, her BREASTS! They merited all those words and more! Damn! "W-Woah!"
My voice escaped of its own volition, I couldn't contain it, especially as she bent forward, winking at me and allowing her breasts to hang, the bikini she wore doing little to nothing to contain their great greatness... full... big... bouncy... amazing... everything I could think of and more, as she pulled back once more, striking a pose. "Howdy pardner!" she called out in her native tongue, her ever thick accent growing even thicker.
She stood before me, and only now could I even attempt to describe her clothes. A red and white bikini bottom, cut small and riding high, the right side of her top, which struggled to contain those bikini busters, was the same as her bottom, but the left was blue with white stars.
"You like?" she asked, winking and raising a hand, making a sort of horizontal V sign with her fingers, to the other side of her face as she turned to her right slightly and leaned her upper body down, arching her back so her entire body's curves were on display, including her fat ass, wide hips and thick thighs, all of which served to get me going. "Oh! Neighbor!" she said, blinking. "You come to visit?" she asked, a little confused.
I shook my head, and pulled out my license from my pocket, her eyes widening and her mouth, lips painted a slight pink glossy color, similar to the pale pink of her hair - surprisingly, natural, she didn't dye her hair at all! - quirking up into a smile.
She stood up once more, putting hands on her hips. I could appreciate the smoothness of her skin, the slightly darker color that surrounded the tan lines of the swimsuit she wore to the beach rather than this one, contrasting the natural peachy pink of her skin with the darker tan that the sun had given her.
Damn, every part of her was overwhelmingly, crazy lewd.
"Ah! Breed!" she said, nodding, her thick accent growing slightly thicker in her anticipation and excitement. "Come on in! Come inside!" she said, nodding.
I wanted to chuckle and correct her on the word usage, but then I realized, did it matter? After all, whether I came into the house or ejaculated inside her, both things were about to happen!"
I stepped in, she closed the door behind me, and then she took me to her bedroom. The house was actually heartily decorated. I could never guess where the couple was from. They had a large painting of a weirdly shaped piece of land in their living room, as well as some decorative photos of the couple, the bland and boring Mister Larouge almost forgettable next to the gorgeous Missus Larouge.
"Ah, Missus Larouge, are we doing it-"
"Mandy!" she said, pointing at her chest. "If we fuck, you call me Mandy!"
"I, okay, Mandy," I said, "we going to your room?"
"Yes! Breed me in bed!" she said, pumping her fist.
She took me by the hand and took me to her room. There were pictures of her and her husband here as well, and again, his brown haired, average self just couldn't match up to his ridiculously attractive wife. They also had a weird red, white and blue flag, a rectangle divided into three parts, and a star in the blue rectangle. Still couldn't place these people. Maybe that one very long South American country?
She then jumped on the bed, landing on her back, arms up and legs spread. "Yay! C'mon, pardner, come!"
But I can tell you that a foreign woman spicing things up with words I don't understand has a way to get me going! "Right!" I said, as I undid my pants and let them drop. I didn't wear any underwear, I was ready for this.
I wasn't entirely hard yet, but my half chub was enough for her mouth to drop a little.
"Everything's bigger back home but that! You very impressive!" she praised, her eyes admiring my cock, one hand still reaching out to me, the other rubbing her cunt lips through the cameltoe that her bikini bottom formed. "Ahh, cannot wait! I want it!"
I nodded. "Right, Mi- Mandy," I said, getting onto the marital bed and approaching her. I didn't care about anything but breeding this woman right now, and it was honestly very easy to just forget the bland Mister Larouge existed.
As I approached her, I could feel my cock getting harder by the second, and as I got on top of her, I was almost fully hard. I pressed my mostly stiff cock against her mound through her bikini bottoms, as I pressed my chest against hers through her top, and finally, I pressed my lips against hers, but only for a brief moment, because she immediately embraced me, hands gripping onto my back and shoulders, legs crossing behind my lower back, and tongue invading my mouth.
Damn!
Mandy's kiss was hungry, desperate even! It was obvious she wanted it so much that she couldn't stand herself.
And what kind of man would I be if I didn't respond to this much desire? What kind of monster had refused to give this woman the breeding she deserved? To think Mister Larouge had a woman THIS insanely hot in his bed every night and she wasn't getting any!?
You deserve this, Mandy! You deserve sexual satisfaction!
My cock was fully and completely erect. I spared only one final glance to the picture on the bedside, of a sour faced man next to a gorgeous, smiling woman.
I'll take on your burden, and give your wife the sex you're apparently not giving her, and I'll reap the pleasure in your stead, Mister Larouge, don't you worry, I'll make sure your woman is taken care of!
I grinned down at her, and she smiled up at me. She was quick to move her bikini bottom aside as I held my cock up to her cunt lips, rubbing against her outermost layer only briefly as she immediately opened. She was soaking wet inside, she hadn't leaked out but inside she was molten hot and ready to go.
I found the right hole with only a little help, and then while holding myself up with my left hand, I pulled back.
I grabbed at her left tit with my right hand, the enormous chest pillow slipping out of the blue and white starred cup, the pink, whiter breast flesh contrasting against the parts of her that had tanned, and the delicious pink nipple standing proudly at attention. I went back down and while squeezing her breast ever so slightly, I latched onto it with my mouth, my lips covering her areola and my tongue flicking the stiff little pebble of a nipple on top.
As she opened her mouth to moan and gasp for air, I shoved myself inside.
She was tight! Far tighter than you'd ever expect a married woman to be! She was no virgin, that much was clear, but she might as well have been for all that I was experiencing! Stiff, narrow walls that opened up to allow me entrance, but never ceased to put pressure from all sides... it was almost greedy, like she was sucking me in from below!
I closed my eyes and clenched my left hand into a fist, grabbing a fistful of her sheets, before forcing myself to relax, lest I jerk around too much. Half my dick was inside her, and softly, I began to pull it out.
She mewled in disappointment, but I was resolute, pulling back until only the tip of my dick was inside her, and then I went back in, slowly, softly, but implacably, pushing her to a reasonable limit, putting a little bit more of my dick in, two thirds this time. Again, I pulled back, slowly, agonizingly so, it was obvious her cunt was gaining experience as we went, she was getting better at clinging to me.
Her fingernails almost hurt my back as she clung to me - no doubt she had ripped the white shirt I had brought, I could feel the burning pain of back scratches. I couldn't blame the poor woman, she had been without for what must be years... I'll give it to you the way you need it, Mandy, don't you worry!
With the fourth push, I was nearly the entirety of the way in, and so I began to move in a circular motion, helping her flex her pussy, helping it get used to my size, and working on her comfort with sex. Her eyes finally opened, baby blue staring a bit frantically.
"So big- not used!" she moaned, "Puh-please! More!" she begged.
Well, who was I to deny her?
While playing with her breast, I caught her nipple between my thumb and finger, and rolled it ever so softly, the combination of pressure and softness in my grip causing her to cry out and lose focus on her pussy for a brief moment.
That was all I needed! I pulled back, then slammed back in, her pussy, now ready and prepared, more than able to take it. She arched her back, and screamed with her mouth as open as it could be as she let out her voice and at the same time, her pussy went as tight and as closed as it could, gripping me hard, not wanting to let me go, squeezing almost rhytmically.
Her body, its natural drive, it wanted to be bred, it wanted me to impregnate her, it was furiously milking me.
So much so that I was actually feeling it, it was coming, even with this little sex, I was already being brought to my limit, I clenched my fist once more, my muscles went taut, and then I realized
The fuck am I doing
I let go, relaxed and instead thrust a little deeper, kissing her deepest part, I like to think I was poking the entrance to her womb, giving my cum the best shot at her eggs, our compatibility was amazing, and I wanted to reward her for such amazing pleasure, so I just... relaxed all resistance and let the immense pleasure of her cunt milking me wash over, the tidal wave that made my mind go white as my balls worked at full power and then some to produce and squeeze out more and more semen, directly into her womb.
"Ahhh cumming!!"
I came, and I came HARD, and I came LOTS!
We were both panting by the end, and I opened my eyes to look down on a beautiful woman, pale pink hair strewn about, a face that had seemingly lost years of stress in a single moment, tears of pleasure rolling down her face, tongue almost lolling out.
I captured that pink tongue into a kiss, sucking it into my mouth and assaulting it with mine, suddenly we were making out again, and I was moving, never having gone soft, never having pulled out, never stopping. We went again, and again, and again, I bred her on her marital bed, for hours and hours, until the sun went down, and it was time for the working men and women in the country to return home.
With a final kiss on the lips, we parted.
"Ah, thank you for the amazing experience," she said, bowing to me. She hadn't fixed her clothes, one of her breasts was exposed, her bottoms were still not covering her cunt, and it was dripping semen. "Please come back sometime!"
Wait!
Her accent was- gone!?
"What the- I thought you-" I blinked.
"Ah, that? I've heard young men in this country find my accent sexy so I play it up!" she said, grinning widely.
"You- you amazingly sexy woman, stop tempting me to go for another six hours!" I said.
"Aha! You can come back tomorrow, I'll bake you cookies!" she said. "I'll be wearing only my apron," she added with a wink.
What a minx!
Mister Larouge, for not giving this woman what she needs, you truly are a fool!
