The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

Jessica is cuckqueaned by Sean’s ex-girlfriend, Lenore.

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Cuckqueaned by Sean’s ex-Girlfriend, Lenore

After a leisurely morning of sex with Master, Gretchen and Ingrid, I went for my first run since before my wedding, a lot of wolves, Gretchen and my mother going with me. Sean tried to run with us, but he didn’t last much more than a mile, so Alicia stayed with him while the rest of us continued. The hiking in the mountains had helped me stay in some sort of shape, but I could feel it. Running was something you had to maintain.

“By the way, how did your evening with Lois go?” I asked Mom.

“She’s stopped trying to steal your father. Moving to Maine kind of put the kibosh on that, but she still loves seeing me as her bitch.”

“Does that bother you?”

“Not really. It’s kind of fun. You know Sue and I are both submissive, so we really don’t get any Dominance from each other. It’s kind of fun having a woman in charge sometimes, because it’s just enough different from a man to be a bit more entertaining.”

“Do you know where granddad went on his honeymoon?”

“Europe. There was a lot of finagling to get worked out with the wolves over there, but because Gerhard’s ancestry is German, they eventually worked something out. They even know your name in Europe.”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“Me?”

“Wolf Daughter is becoming very famous, even overseas,” Mom said with a smile.

“Damn.”

Which is when my phone rang. I stopped running, Brigitte and Conor staying with me, while the rest ran on.

“Hello, Jessica Hagerty speaking.” I was panting pretty hard and didn’t want to sound like a pervert.

“Jessica, this is Roxanne. Did I call at a bad time?”

“I was out on a morning run, but no, this is fine.” I started walking to stay loose.

“You remember me, right.”

“Sure, waitress at Papageorge in Mankato, husband Winston.”

“Winston and I have talked a lot about what you said, you know, some other man making me pregnant if I provide a child for infertile couples. We’d like to talk to the man we need to speak to about that. What has to happen next?”

“I attended a wedding yesterday, and the man you need to talk to was there. I don’t know if he’s still in town, or went home. He lives near Milwaukee. I can check and call you back.”

“Is there any chance you could be there too, since you and Sean have already done it?”

“Well, I’m not going to come to Mankato, since I’m in Rhinelander with family now, but I’m going to be flying back to Maine from Milwaukee in three days. I could arrange to meet you there. Otherwise, I can’t be there.”

“Winston can’t get the time off this week, but I could be there.”

“It might be best if you come without Winston for the next part, anyway. There’s some information you need, that you should decide if Winston needs to know, too. It will be up to you how much to tell him.”

“What kind of information?”

“I can’t tell you that without you signing non-disclosure forms. Winston will also need to sign them before you can tell him.”

“What time do we need to meet?”

“I’ll get back to you. I need to talk to the gentleman anyway to find out a good time and place.”

“Thanks, Jessica.”

“You’re welcome. Thanks for considering helping out. It means a lot to the infertile couples. I’ll talk to you later.” I hung up.

“Bingo,” Brigitte said. “Another one bites the dust.”

“Don’t know if she’ll do it once she knows it’s wolves, but Roxanne is definitely a possibility.”

As soon as I got back to the compound, I checked to see if Gregory was still there. I was in luck. Since the various alphas of all the packs so seldom got together, they were having meetings, and most of them were still there.

I asked if I could speak to Gregory and he soon came out.

“What can I do for you, Wolf Daughter?”

“I have another possible breeder for you out of Mankato. Frank and Sheila met her there a few days ago. Her situation is slightly different than some. Her husband is infertile and they are hoping to have their own child in addition to having one or more for the pack. She wants to meet the man in charge, and was hoping I’d be there too. I told her we have to fly out of Milwaukee in three days. It should be somewhere private because she doesn’t know about wolves yet, and there will probably be shifting involved to prove to her that wolves exist.”

“What time do you fly out?”

“Noon, and we have to be there a couple hours before for security.”

“That’s awfully early for a drive from Mankato. Would you have an objection to heading south the day before and meeting somewhere more convenient to her the day before? A senior wolf has a house in Wisconsin Dells. Closer for her than Milwaukee, and not as bad a drive for you to the Milwaukee airport, as from Rhinelander.”

“There will be nine of us traveling together, five humans and four wolves. Is the place big enough to sleep nine additional people?”

“It depends upon how close you’re all willing to be.”

“We’re used to three or four in a bed, even my parents, so that shouldn’t be a huge problem. If necessary, the wolves can sleep in dog beds, although that’s not our preference.”

“It’s doable then.” He gave us the address, and suggested we meet there at two in the afternoon.

“I’ll let her know.”

I told my parents and Gretchen we might be making a slight change in plans in order to speak to another breeder in Wisconsin Dells the day before we flew out of Milwaukee.

“It would be an easier drive to Milwaukee the next day. We’d have to leave here at 11 AM to get to Wisconsin Dells in time.”

“No problem, honey,” Dad said, and Gretchen agreed.

I called Roxanne and told her she could meet us in Wisconsin Dells at two PM the day before I flew out and gave her the address.

After copying down the address, Roxanne thanked me. “I appreciate your help, Jessica.”

“How’s Winston accepting you having sex with another male to have babies?”

“He’s not happy about it, but he does know I want children and we could use the money.”

“I understand. It takes a special type of man to accept his wife having sex with another male.”

“How does Sean do it?”

“He’s a special man.”

******

Our time in Rhinelander was being cut short by a day, but grandfather was gone, so I wasn’t missing too much. I did make an effort to see my friends again, and we met for supper, including Brenda and Brian, no Tommy, Jr. this time. I’d thought about going out on a leash and with the Lush in my pussy again, but it felt too much like trolling for other people, and I wanted to actually spend some time with my friends, instead of trying to attract another breeder. Brenda had a different bodyguard, a female this time, having replaced Mathias for Brian. She was named Felicia. Patty was still with Armon, and Conor was with us as well, so he could hang with members of his pack, and got introduced as another bodyguard.

“Who’s bodyguard are you now?” Brian asked.

“At the moment, no one’s,” Conor said. “It’s just my normal job. I live in Maine and came to Wisconsin for another reason.”

“The wedding?”

Conor got flustered, not wanting to say what the reason was.

“He was here for us,” Martin said. “I’m infertile and Conor gave us our first child and we wanted the second one to look similar, so instead of letting someone else help us out, we stuck with Conor.”

Brian said, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not so bad now. It was horrible when I first found out. Melanie really wanted children, not just to adopt, but the whole experience, carrying a baby, delivering a baby. It caused quite a few problems in our marriage, to the point it might have broken up. I felt like less of a man, unable to give her something so basic. But, I managed to get over it. I started to look at it like a birth defect, like a weak heart or cleft palate – not really my fault, just the way things were, something I had to live with, and what were we going to do about it to fix it.

“Jessica suggested it might be possible for someone else to do it, and if our relationship was strong enough, we’d get through it. I’d been in love with Melinda forever, for four years before we even got married, all through high school. Conor was Jessica’s bodyguard at the time, and we’d met him and liked him. He didn’t live around here, which was a plus, as I wasn’t sure if I wanted to see the guy who gave my wife a baby every day.

“It was tough, but I think in every measurable way, it did make our marriage stronger, because it was something we had to get through together. The second time didn’t seem as bad as the first, and I’m actually quite thankful Conor was able to help us have something that means so much to both of us.

“Really, we consider him a friend at this point, although I’m still glad he lives in Maine,” Martin laughed.

“So your wife has had sex with Conor?” Brian asked.

“Several times, each time she was with him to get pregnant. Felt like ripping off a band aid. Didn’t want to do it two or three months in a row, hoping for the best, so he spent the better part of each day while I was at work doing the deed, then he’d leave before I got home. Except the first day she was fertile was a Sunday, so I tried to busy myself with lawn work and a couple movies on TV. He managed to get the job done. She’s pregnant with our second.”

“Rough,” Brian said.

“It is a little. But Melinda and I love each other deeply, more than words can say, really, and I know Conor wouldn’t do anything to hurt our marriage. He tried to make it a little businesslike, and not too personal. It’s hard not to think that it is personal, just because it’s sex, but I never felt he was trying to make love, just fuck a baby into her.

“In return, Melinda agreed to have babies for other infertile women, kind of pay it forward, since it’s something we wanted so much, we knew other couples would appreciate a child as well. After we have this one, she has one more to give. We’re using the money we get for those two as a nest egg for our two kids education.”

Brian nodded thoughtfully. “Is infertility that big of a problem?”