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A Licensed Breeder in a Hentai Logic World 6
🕑 Added 2023-10-26 03:48:06 +0000 UTCEach impact of the sole of my wooden sandal upon the wooden parquet floor bounced on the soundproof walls, resonating, carrying the vibrations back into me, almost like they were energizing me, as if I was collecting those very same vibrations with every step I took. My eyes scanned along the room. A relatively simple set up, looking like an old storage room for gymnasium equipment.
I'm not too terribly shocked that a lot of the facilities I've been given access to resemble places I remember from school. A lot of people like to relive the days when they had far less responsibility, and far more free time, or so I'm told. It's kind of strange to think that most of the girls who had very active sex lives in my last year of school, most of them finding a partner almost as soon as the clock struck midnight on their 18th birthday, would go on to be in sexless marriages.
And I know because I remember some of their names, and they all show up if I search for them in the Breeder app.
But enough about that nonsense, there's something much more interesting before me to focus on. A fair skinned blonde. Not a foreigner, only half. A young woman, just recently out of school last year, not quite twenty yet... only recently joined the breeding program.
She sat on top of a stack of cushioned mats, meant to be put out as safety equipment. She wouldn't look so out of place in a school uniform, but rather than that, instead she wore an incredibly sexy and provocative bikini. Black, sidetie, one of those strange bikinis with the extra straps that make it look like the woman is wearing two sets of bottoms, she absolutely pulled it off with her slim build, her flat tummy and the slight muscles showing off under her breasts and on her sides.
Healthy living and plentiful exercise, I assumed, even as she breathed in I could see the movements of the muscles just under the soft, tantalizingly smooth looking pale pink of her skin. She had an exotic appeal while keeping the comfot of home, I focused on her face, she had the facial features more typical of my people than the other half of her heritage, though her eyes were ever so slightly more rounded than the norm.
I smirked, resting the bamboo sword prop on my shoulder, her gaze, slightly despondent and mostly angry, meeting mine only briefly before my eyes continued to rove over her body. She really was a beauty. I don't typically go after women younger than me, especially given the average age of the women in the breeder program, but I do have to admit, she was making me think that maybe I should do it more often.
But I was starting to get lost in the sauce again.
"So, what's it gonna be, Miss Takahata?" I asked, rubbing my chin with my free hand while tapping my shoulder with the prop sword. "Do we have a deal, or do we not?" I asked. "You know it would break his poor little heart if he were to be taken out of the competition squad but we both also know he's not good enough to compete."
She grit her teeth, glaring angrily at me. "You, you fiend," she accused, hugging her upper body with both arms, as if shielding her breasts, and raising one of her legs as if to cover her crotch. "You..." she trembled in place. "You'll let him compete right?" she asked. "If I- If I do... that," she said.
"Sure. I'll even be merciful and give him some extra training so he doesn't embarrass himself and the school out there," I said, striking a magnanimous, open armed pose, before using the prop sword to point at her, putting it just under her chin and pressing it against her, tilting her head up. "If, of course, you put that pretty little mouth of yours to work, and I don't need you to sing my praises."
She tilted her head to the right and looked down and away, her lips curling ever so slightly in distaste, showing her teeth under her pretty, pink-gloss lips, gritting. Her arms lowered, though she was clenching her fists so tightly her knuckles turned white. A delicious thrill coursed through me as I pulled the sword back and tapped its reinforced tip on the ground, the sound reverberating, as if to hurry her up.
She trembled in place a little.
"Fine," she finally said. "But you promised," she said, glaring fiercely at me one last time, getting off of the stack of mats and slowly but surely getting down on her knees. She was a taller woman than most, befitting her foreign ancestry, even on her knees she looked quite beautiful, no, she was even more beautiful with that face of disgust and discomfort and on her knees.
She reached forward, towards my crotch. Delicate hands, slim fingers, painted nails, ten digits grabbing onto the bulge on my crotch, growing every second that I spent with her. I couldn't help the smile that drew itself along my lips, it came out unprompted as I raised the bamboo weapon onto my shoulder again, making a loud noise by hitting it repeatedly against my shoulder.
"Come on girl, every second you waste is another second he's off the team," I said, injecting the impatience I was feeling, the frustration with her hesitant approach and my lust all into my voice as best as I could.
She gulped, screwing her eyes shut as hard as she could, but continued to move her arms nonetheless, her fingers curling around the waistband of the tracksuit pants I was wearing, and then after a moment of hesitation, pulling them off of me and then down, revealing the white briefs I wore underneath, as well as the fact that they were straining to hold in my erection. Though they were part of the costume, I was already regretting the underwear.
She seemed to understand my growing frustration, pulling down my pants to my knees, then allowing them to fall on their own, and then immediately sticking her tongue out and licking me along the length of my trapped, contained shaft. The thick cotton underwear, the sturdy prison keeping my genitals in check, wasn't enough to stop me from feeling the wetness of her tongue, nor did it properly mute the pleasure I felt when she began to kiss and lap at my shaft through the cotton.
My ever growing and stiffening erection was soon stretching the underpants until they were starting to hurt, and at that point it seemed she understood that if she didn't hurry along, I would hurry her instead, and so she once again took my clothes off, this time being much more swift and quick, only needing me to glare at her for a brief moment before she grabbed the elastic waistband, this time of my briefs, and then pulled them down, this time properly liberating me from containment.
I almost worried the whiplash would hurt when, upon being freed, my cock moved like an uncoiled spring, almost smacking her in the face.
She gulped, shivered in apparent revulsion, and turned her head aside. "The smell is so strong," she moaned.
I was a bit irritated, and so I grabbed her pretty little blonde head by the hair and forced her back onto my crotch, pressed the front of her face, feeling her soft, smooth and perfect skin, the humid heat of her breath on my cock, as she inhaled strongly of my scent, while I rubbed her face along my shaft, mostly rubbing her mouth and nose on my balls and shaft.
"Breathe it in bitch," I ordered, "get a good whiff, that's a man's smell," I growled. "How is it, huh?"
I let her pull back, letting go, she was redfaced, raising her hands to her cheeks. "Ugh, it's so heavy, it's like- it stings my nose, I can't get rid of the smell or the taste," she moaned, shaking her head.
"How's my cock? I bet it's bigger than that loser boyfriend of yous," I growled.
"That is-" she shook her head. "N-No, don't say that..."
"Oh, yeah, I bet I'm way bigger," I said, grinning at her, feeling the empowering sensation, almost as if I was getting bigger and she was shrinking. Power dynamics at their finest, every expression she makes is lovely, I'm getting more aroused by the second, my dick almost feels like it might just about explode if I don't get to release some of this overpowering tension right now. "I'm gonna imprint my taste on your mouth so that you can never taste anything else other than me," I growled, "come on, you're wasting time!"
She screwed her face up in consternation, but ultimately moved once more, her slim, soft hands grasping onto my cock, three fingers on each side, her pinkies resting on my crotch, her thumbs pressing against the underside. Her eyes were wide, and she was approaching me, her hot breath feeling intensely pleasurable, building up the anticipation as it hit the tip of my dick. She was driving me crazy, but before I took matters over myself and forced her to suck me off properly, she finally worked up the nerve, gobbling up my cock, as best as she could.
Which wasn't very well of course.
It filled me with a strange sense of satisfaction to see her fail at sucking my cock. She wasn't used to this, wasn't used to my size. It was testament, pure and simple, of how much more I was than anyone she'd ever been used to before. Empowering.
Embiggening.
She could only barely close her lips around at best a quarter of my shaft, while her hands tried to stroke the rest of my dick. Her tongue was lashing at my cockhead weakly, she was trying, but she simply could not cope with the amount of cock that was in her mouth, she couldn't deal with how much was demanded of her. A strange edge of innocence, for someone with such a sexy body, someone who even had a boyfriend she was sexually active with.
And yet here she was, just as innocent and pure as a virgin, desperately trying to give me a blowjob just so her pitiful, pathetic boyfriend could remain on a team he had no right to be in to begin with. What a dutiful woman, what a precious girlfriend, what an excellent wife, sacrificing her dignity and her body for her man.
Shame really, that she had absolutely no idea what she had gotten herself into...
"Oi, Ryoko," I said, "Takahata!" I shouted, when she didn't respond to my first call. "Big cocks like mine, you can't make'em cum with such halfhearted, half-baked cocksucking. If you want to actually impress me, then you gotta take," I said, tossing the practice sword I had away, and then grabbing onto her head, my palms on her temples, my fingers wrapping around the sides and back of her head, messing up her perfectly straight hair some, "them deep!" I said, rocking my hips, and pushing her to take me further in, already experiencing the heavenly sensation of her choking and gagging around my cock in a wonderful, precious way.
It was not too different from breaking in a pure, innocent virgin, no different from as if she had never been with a man at all, at least for as much as her experience was worth when she was instead dealing with me. And I was going to enjoy this, forcing her to take my shaft down further, until a third of it was in her mouth, and already I was facing resistance, her hands grasped onto my thighs, her fingernails carving red lines of pain along the skin of my thighs as she desperately clung to them, eyes watery and unfocused.
"Now, bitch, this is what a blowjob's actually like!" I spoke, as I pulled her back, "keep your tongue moving, keep your throat sucking, keep choking, more, give me even more! That's it, you slutty bitch, the more you pleasure me, the more chances your boyfriend has of making it to the team!!" I taunted, grinning fiercely down at her as I began to use her mouth, her face, her very skull even, as a masturbatory aid, pleasuring myself with her, feeling the tightness of her throat, the wet saliva, the heat of her body, feeling everything she had to offer, and what she didn't know how to give.
She was choking and gagging, her throat was spasming, even though I couldn't go down her neck I could at least enjoy the immediacy of her throat just past her mouth, I could enjoy so much, and as spittle and phlegm flew, and her eyes rolled up, I could feel it coming. I tightened up my muscles, clenched even, I could even feel the coiling sensation at my core, as I got closer and closer, every moment, every second, every spasm of her throat as she choked on me..!
"Here you go, Ryoko, go ahead, you earned this, drink it up, bitch!!!" I shouted, slamming my cock as deep as she could take it, her eyes almost bugging out of her skull as I unleashed, releasing my resistance, loosing a barrage of cumshots that came almost as fast as they were unexpected for her, I came hard, and I came a lot, all over her throat, all over her face, her chest, painting her bikini and her stomach and her thighs, staining her with my juices.
"So-" she coughed, bringing her hands up on her face, cum and spittle exploding onto them, shaking her head, letting it fall, "so much cum, ugh-" she shivered in place. "It smells so strong, it's so hot and so sticky... so much... my head feels weird, I'm dizzy," she muttered.
"That's what a true man's cum is like," I growled, "now turn around, show me your ass, bitch," I ordered.
"N-No, no, you said, you said I only had to use my mouth!!" she cried, eyes wet. "We had a deal!"
"I've changed our deal," I responded, grabbing her by the shoulder, lifting her, then tossing her onto the mats. She let out an amusing oof noise and made a satisfying thud on the cushioned mats, and I moved quickly, grabbing onto her sidetie bottoms and forcibly pulling them down. "You're so fucking wet you little whore, I bet you're looking forward to this, yeah, I bet you're looking forward to having sex with a real man for the first time in your life..." I growled lowly. "Bet your boyfriend's never made you cum before..."
"N-Nooo! Stop, stop saying that!" she cried out, shaking her head, the accumulated tears from her eyes rolling down her cheeks. Once again her eyes went wide, she extended an arm back, but I caught it by the wrist, and then pinned her arm behind her back.
I put the tip of my dick next to her entrance and then roughly pushed in. She was tight, narrow, really, no different from a virgin. If she told me she'd never had anything bigger than her fingers inside her I'd believe it in a heartbeat. She was amazingly hot, and she was an amazing fuck, contrary to her mouth, her pussy was much hungrier and desperate, I pushed in, and I went very far in, first a third, then two, then finally, my hips and crotch rested against her round and beautiful asscheeks.
"How's it feel, huh?"
She gasped. "Nghn, sho, sho fool~!" she mewled. "Ahh~ moar~ fughk, myehh, moar~!"
"Fine...! Here you go, you slut! I'll rearrange your pussy, I'll carve my cock into you until I'm the only one that can pleasure you anymore!!"
I began to lay into her, powerfully, relentlessly, the clap of our bodies meeting each other resonating, the wet and naughty sound of her gushing pussy being penetrated joining it, but most of all, the entire room was almost shaking with her pleasured shouts and screams and cries and her incessant moaning, she couldn't control herself.
"Nyooo~ amh shorry~ babe~ yu, yuur lil' weenie, won', won'~ due eet, 'neemoar~!" she mewled. "ahm' breik'n!!! Mah pushee'sh brekk'nnn!!!!"
She was getting tighter by the second, going mad with pleasure, coming apart at the seams and no longer even being capable of caring about anything anymore, and truth be told, neither was I, she was a really good fuck and I wasn't about to waste the opportunity, "here I go!!" I shouted, the wet plap noise generated by our relentless, frenetic mating almost deafening me, "Get! PREGNAAAAANT!!!"
I slammed my hips into her, I thrust as deep and as far in as I could, I kissed her very deepest spots, almost as if I had speared into her baby room itself, and then I once again unleashed, an even stronger orgasm, greater in every way, a veritable tsunami of cum erupting and filling her to the brim and then some, cum exploding from her pussy all around my cock, even as I continued to thrust my hips into her, as if accompanying each shot of cum I squeezed out.
Finally, though, I had cum all I had, and so I pulled back.
She was panting for a few moments, then she turned around. "That... was amazing," she said. "Thank you so much," she said. "Ooh, it felt so good, it was like I was right back in highschool," she moaned. "Ohhh, I can feel your hot cum, in my womb..."
I chuckled. "I really got way into it myself," I admitted, thinking about how at some point the lines had blurred. "I didn't go too far, did I?"
Ryoko Takahata had hired my services to breed her, and she had asked for this specific scenario after all.
"No no, not at all," she said, blushing a little. "It was really nice," she said, reaching for her face and rubbing the cum that had landed on her cheeks in. "Ohhh, I feel so refreshed..." she moaned.
"Right... if you don't mind me asking," I said, "you're a little young for the norm. Are you really sure you want to have a baby at your age?" I asked. "It's a big responsibility you know."
She nodded, trying to get up, only to fall. "O-Oh," she blinked. "Would you mind helping me to the bathroom? My legs are jelly and I really need to pee."
There was a moment's pause.
Well, lucky her, I have a lot more experience with this sort of thing.
While Ryoko was handling her matters, my cellphone vibrated.
I received a message from Tsukiko, which contained a picture with the caption "wish you were here♥". The picture itself was taken at a beach, a selfie Tsukiko had taken, throwing up a peace sign , while behind her, a tall, voluptuous and very muscular black woman was riding a japanese man with a bowl cut that hid his eyes.
There was another picture later of Tsukiko and that same black woman, seen from the waist up now wearing a bikini though still having cum stains all over her magnificently shaped abs and on her cheek, both of them doing peace signs.
This one had the caption reading "bringing you a souvenir♥"
The final picture that came before Ryoko stumbled out of the bathroom, ready to be escorted out and home, was of the two women shoving their hands down each other's bikini.
I sent her a quick "looking forward to it" and then turned to attend to Ryoko, getting her a drink before taking her to her house.
Comments
Armin
The writing is good, but this feels more like a Hotel Chaldea chapter, with the whole worked out scenario. I think this premise would be better served with the MC coming up with something on his own based on the profile and surprising the target with it.
