Get With The Breeding Program 4

Tom didn’t bother to dress before he went to find Sheelagh and June; that proved to be the correct decision. He found them in the bungalow, masturbating together. June was a cute slip of a girl, very lithe and slender, her body tight and lean. She had a tiny waist, a sweet little ass, and breasts that nestled like plums inside her leathery top. Her shorts were leather too, tight on her firm hips, accentuating her sylphlike body. She had a square-cut face with freckles about her nose and cheeks, and wore her mousy brown hair in a sweeping ponytail, bangs escaping onto her forehead.

Sheelagh was far more voluptuous. She wore a cheetah-print bra that was enthrallingly full of her large breasts, while her loincloth managed to cling so tightly to her pelvis that she looked like she had been vacuumed into it.

“Oh baby!” she cried. “Oh June, you know what we’ve done? We won’t be able to stop now…”

“Do you want to stop?” June retorted, and licked Sheelagh’s earlobe. Then she reached down and gently rubbed the swollen cuntlips Sheelagh’s loincloth was drawn aside to display.

Sheelagh keened in enjoyment. “Oh no, I never want to stop!”

“Then let’s have another drink…”

Sheelagh smiled. “Alright.”

“And maybe a nibble of something.”

Sheelagh nodded.

“And then settle down to fuck all night. How does that sound?”

June felt Sheelagh’s pussy moistening. That was her answer.

Tom’s was: “That sounds fine to me.”

The two women’s heads whipped to see him.

Sheelagh bit her lower lip. Her eyes gleamed with a new level of desire than even what June had helped her to. “I don’t know if I can wait for the drink and the nibble.”

“I could help you out with those,” Tom said; June felt her own pussy getting wet too.

Tom led the way up the stairs, Sheelagh and June following after him. They shared a smile over the way his toned buttocks thrummed with each step he took, bespeaking the vast power contained within the vibrant flesh. The power that would soon be put to work servicing them.

“Shh!” June cautioned. She didn’t want too much joviality to spoil the sultriness of the occasion. She was already so hot, she thought she might come the second she was touched.

Once in the bedroom, the trio cast themselves onto the bed with enthusiastic abandon. June watched as Tom instantly went for Sheelagh’s breasts; she felt jealousy quirk inside her. But as he suckled at them, Tom winked at June. She started to feel like they were in on some sensual conspiracy together.

Sheelagh laid on her back, Tom working over her breasts—his big hands kneading them, his mouth switching from one nipple to the other, inspiring both to as much stiffness as possible. For now, his body didn’t lie between Sheelagh’s open legs, which freed them up for June’s mouth.

That wasn’t what interested her, though. Maybe any other night, but not tonight. She couldn’t help but notice how Tom’s fat cock was getting even bigger as he sucked and handled Sheelagh’s proud breasts. As his prick stood up in the air, June bit her lip—she was all of a sudden salivating to fill her mouth with the thing.

She laid down on her side between Sheelagh’s legs, situating herself so that she could suck Tom off while her own warm cunt was open to whoever wanted to touch it, taste it—do anything with it.

It was a freeing feeling to simply offer herself up to multiple lovers and know one of them would fuck her. She had to try it with Torzoon sometime. It was hard to improve on what her jungle lord could do to her body, but June thought tonight might accomplish that. As much as she appreciated that, though, she knew Torzoon would surely want to better that experience himself. While he wasn’t the jealous type—or she wouldn’t be doing this—Torzoon wouldn’t rest until he had laid claim to being the supreme sexual thrill in her life.

The familiar taste of cock entered June’s mouth. It was much the same as Torzoon’s, but thrillingly different. The difference excited her; the familiarity let her relax. She liked sucking cock, whether Torzoon’s or someone else’s. Especially because sucking a big cock like this one inevitably led to being fucked by it, in her experience.

She grew comfortable with its size and heft, taking it in and out of her mouth vigorously. Tom responded instinctively. He raked his prick back and forth in her mouth, slowly driving all of it through her lips, rewarding her growing ardor. June’s enjoyment heated; her sex smoldered like hot coals. She needed a tongue to make it burst into flame, so she swung her hips around, landing her pussy right on top of Sheelagh’s mouth.

Sheelagh watched June’s wet cunt coming down on her face. She stuck out her little pink tongue, letting June’s pussy land on it. Once the two had touched, Sheelagh couldn’t resist burying her tongue in June’s womanhood.

That desperation stung June too—she sucked even more hungrily on Tom’s manhood. He, in turn, moved down from Sheelagh’s breasts to lick her pussy. The three of them were in a daisy chain now, three bodies coming together in a race towards orgasm, all of them getting closer and closer with each passing moment.

Tom felt his control ebbing, the orgiastic sense of lowered inhibitions getting to him. Despite all his self-restraint, he was inches from losing it. He jerked his prick away from June’s ravenous lips before she could get his load. As much as he relished this chance to cut loose, he had to remember the work he was doing. That was what would balance out the pleasure he was taking in this—otherwise he wasn’t worthy of being called Tom Strong.

But now that he’d practiced self-denial… such as it was… it was time to reward himself. He quite liked watching two women share his cock. It was a pastime he simply couldn’t indulge in with Dhalua; she never shared that which she considered rightfully hers.

He stopped licking Sheelagh’s cunt and laid down on his back, pulling June and Sheelagh by the hair to come to a rest against his long legs. They smiled at each other, both knowing the demand he’d put on them, and both bowing their heads willingly to the task.

June went first, licking and sucking Tom’s cockhead, while Sheelagh slid lower, licking Tom’s shaft until she was down at his balls. She wrapped her lips around one, nursing it the same way June was milking his knob.

Tom writhed in delight. His broad hands crowned both women’s heads, stroking their blonde and brown hair fondly. All of his cock and both his balls were covered with the saliva of the pair’s busy mouths. His hips bucked up and down off the bed, slowly at first, then faster, to feed them more and more of his phallus.

He had to stop, again not wanting one of them swallowing his cum—not in their mouths, at any rate. Tom pushed them back gently. ”June, let me see you lick Sheelagh’s pussy the way she licked yours.”

June smiled. “I think she might prefer to lick me.”

Tom grinned back at her and at Sheelagh. “I never said she couldn’t.”

The jungle girls got into position while Tom lay against the bed’s headboard, playing with his cock, enjoying the sights and sounds of the lesbian lovers pleasuring each other. It was one hell of an invigorating spectacle.

Sheelagh quickly approached orgasm. With a grunt, she spilled her cream into June’s mouth, pushing her cunt back and forth on June’s lips, determined to get as much of her ejaculation down June’s throat as possible. She laughed into June’s sex, ecstatic to let everything go. To just fuck that cute face and not give a shit.

Sheelagh was satiated now, but still determined to bring June off with her. She sucked the woman’s clit with a vengeance. When June began to climax, Sheelagh stuffed her tongue into the woman’s pussy, feeling its folds tighten around the intrusion. June gasped, pushing hard against Sheelagh’s face until her orgasm was spent and she could go limp.

“You’re good at eating pussy,” she said weakly.

“Your pussy’s good at being eaten,” Sheelagh replied. “Was nice and wet for me.”

Tom couldn’t hold himself back anymore; the feel of his own hand on his cock couldn’t sate him any longer. He had to fuck them. After all, he mused, what was the point of taking two women to bed and then playing with his cock himself?

Wordlessly, he spun both jungle girls onto their backs so he could impale first one of them, then the other. As he switched back and forth from one to the other, they both rose to the same high pitch of excitement. It wasn’t just feeling Tom rut them. It was being deprived of him in midstream, feeling his absence, the agony of suspense while they waited to be fucked again and watched the other woman taking his cock.

Now when he tried to pull out of them, they fought to keep him inside, keep him fucking them. They didn’t want his prick going anywhere but their own needy cunts.

“Stay!” June begged. She was incredibly close now, too close to bear the thought that he would leave her bereft to give Sheelagh her satisfaction. “Just give me a few more minutes! I’m almost there!”

Tom was all for that. In addition to his good nature wanting to please June, he could also admit that he’d find it enthralling to see her come. But he didn’t want her convulsing sex to elicit his load. He had to come inside Sheelagh—had to breed the woman who didn’t already have a mate.

Not that June cared. She rolled and rammed her hips, making Tom give it to her faster and faster just to keep up. “I’m going to come!” she whined. “So close… so close… don’t stop, Tom, you can’t, I need it so bad!”

As she cried out her need, Tom felt her inner muscles tighten suffocatingly around him. Too tight to let him do anything but come. Tom put everything he had into holding back, though it seemed like every ounce of his body wanted to shoot into her demanding pussy, give it what it so clearly wanted.

When her quivering body stilled, Tom pulled out of her immediately. Sheelagh had been watching him fuck her, playing with one of June’s breasts while suckling the other. Just because she didn’t want to see June get Tom’s cock didn’t mean she wouldn’t avail herself of all the enjoyment she could while June was getting plowed. But now it was her turn.

“Oh, Tom, you look like you’ve got a lesson to teach,” Sheelagh moaned, seeing the state of him. She stood, wiping June’s glistening juices from her mouth.

“Great Chukulteh,” Tom sighed, staggering towards her. To see him, one would think he’d been frozen right at the precipice of his climax.

“Let me take care of it,” Sheelagh cooed, pushing her curvaceous body against his, bearing him down onto the bed.

Sheelagh wasted no time. She swung her leg over Tom, straddling him, her cunt poised over his burning erection. She opened up her labia for him with her fingertips and dropped her pelvis down until she’d taken in the tip of his endowment. Then she sank down on its length, sucking the entire engorged shaft inside of her needing cunt.

“Ahhh, fuck!” Tom roared. “Yes, give me that wet cunt, Sheelagh! I can’t take anymore! I’m right there!”

“Give it to me, Tom! Tom! Put it in my cunt where it belongs! You know my hot pussy’s the only place for all that cum! OHHHH, TOM! This is your home! It belongs to you!”

“Aargh!” he bellowed, jerking his hips up, shoving his cock into Sheelagh up to the throbbing base.

“Me too! AH! I love your big cock too! Oh! Oh! Ah! I’m coming with you, baby! Ahhhh!”

Sheelagh pinched a nipple as she came and rubbed her clit with her fingers long after the strong bursts of delight had died down. When she did pull her hand away from her clitoris, she licked away the delicious cream from her fingers, then collapsed alongside him. June too was sagging down against the mattress.

“That was it, honey,” June mewled, rubbing the glistening sweat on Tom’s burning chest. “Even my husband never did it that many times in a row—although that might be a blessing. If it weren’t for Sheelagh, I never would’ve been able to keep up!”

“You’re married?” Tom asked in a dumbfounded voice. The fog of his release had not yet lifted.

“Very happily,” June said. “Didn’t you know? Torzoon and I have been married forever. I’m just going on a little joyride. You don’t mind, do you?”

“No. Not at all,” Tom breathed. “I just remembered… that was why it was so important I come in Sheelagh and not you.”

“Yes. But if you have your heart set on someone single, I think Sheelagh’s very pleased with your performance.”

Tom turned his head to look at her. Though the blonde had lapsed into unconsciousness, she still wore a bright smile on her face.

June kissed him on the arm. “Thanks a lot, Tom. And let me know if you find any more jungle girls to breed. Even if I don’t need your help, I’d be happy to lend a hand. It doesn’t matter that I’m married. You just can’t fuck someone as hard as that when you’re meant to be in love with them.”

Tom suddenly thought he saw a way to even the score with Torzoon for cuckolding the man, however well-intentioned it had been. “In that case, why don’t you ask your husband to breed some of these jungle girls?”

“But haven’t you already—“ June began.

“I’m good, but I’m not that good. And I’m busy. Someone needs to be on hand in case Sheelagh or any of the others need a second…” Tom trailed off.

“I think she had her second a while ago,” June said. “And I’m sure I gave her a third… but I’ll tell my husband that his services are required. Though he won’t be as good at it as you.”

“I’m sure that’s not true,” Tom assured her.

June hung her head. “No, I’m afraid it is,” she insisted. “He has all the right equipment, and he enjoys the work. But no one’s getting pregnant where he puts it…”

Tom looked away and happened to see Sheelagh. Her smile was still there, but in her sleep, her eyebrows were raised in interest.

Tom could admit to some intrigue himself. Maybe he should go again, finishing in June after all. After all, he’d hate to let a perfectly good jungle girl go to waste…