The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

A Cruise

“Push, you lazy slag,” Maria said. “As hard as I work you in the gym, you should be able to pop that kid out like a cherry pit in an over ripe cherry.”

Mom and Gretchen laughed. The nurse frowned. Gretchen was close to dropping her fourth. This would be her in a couple of months. This was my third puppy. One more to go, and I’d have completed my contract. Sean would have been there if I’d wanted him to be there, but it was a puppy, not his child, and he had two boats going now, and was doing well. Lenore was in the waiting room with Dad. She’d just had her daughter, Sean’s second child, a couple months ago, and it would be three more months before she’d be bred for her second puppy, and she was keeping Dad company, along with Sonya. He was looking after Kathleen at the moment, who was just over five, and had to have a close eye kept on her.

I’d only waited four months after the birth of my son, to breed for my next puppy. I was actually getting anxious to finish. I was getting sick of being pregnant. I think Sean was hoping we’d have another child, and I’d give it to him if he wanted it bad enough, but I was hoping he wouldn’t. A lot of the women who’d been at my other births were back at work like I was, so the waiting room wasn’t as full as it usually was. Sasha and Rene were going to arrive soon for the naming.

I should just ask them what they wanted to name a puppy, but they liked showing up and seeing me. The New England pack puppy school was filled with young pups, and Sasha and Rene liked to thank me every time they saw me. My first, Antoine, would probably be close to his first shift before I had my fourth.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Another contraction. “Push, dear,” Mom said, holding my hand. I pushed. Gretchen was holding the other hand, between girlfriends again. Poor Gretchen. I felt sorry for her. Lost in limbo. Stuck on me, who was stuck on dick. She and Lenore had hit it off, so they often had sex when Gretchen visited.

All of my other friends from Maine were also on their fourth puppies, close to delivery, except for Dani, who’d given Carl a child before having her third. It was black, Rafiki’s son, and it made Carl so oddly happy he had a biracial son, his cuckolding obvious to the entire world. Melanie had birthed her second child, a daughter, and she was working on her second puppy, which would be her last. Brenda was on her last puppy, and happily married to her second husband, Brian. He still didn’t know Brenda had provided werewolf puppies, only that she went away to get pregnant the last time. Brenda made sure Brian got laid while she was gone.

I eventually pushed out puppy number three, Xavier Rembrandt. He ended up being black, and the doctor looked at me askance, because by then, Sean had joined me in the birthing suite and been introduced as my husband.

“I didn’t cheat on my husband,” I assured her. “Before I met him, I signed a contract to provide four children for infertile couples. This is my third one. I didn’t fuck any black men.”

At least not after I met him. It was a black werewolf in his wolf form. Quinn, Conor and Rene were the only wolves I’d ever fucked as men after I was married, and only during Lenore’s conversion to Sean’s slut, which she still was, on a permanent basis. She wore his collar constantly, although it was designed to look more like a necklace than a collar, although it still had a connection point on it.

We’d both consented to permanent marks in the form of tattoos. Mine was a little more discreet, in that it could only be seen if I was naked, which I often was in my home, or among other proponents of D/s, say for instance at my parents’ home, or Sean’s parents, for that matter. It was a stylized pussycat on my mons, which I kept shaved. Lenore’s was more visible. On the upper swell of her breast, which was often visible if her top was skimpy enough, it said, “Sean’s Pet Slave” The ‘Sean’s Pet’ was visible with near everything she had with a neckline. She had to expose a great deal of cleavage to see the ‘Slave’. I think it was a subtle reminder to anyone who knew us, and that I was Sean’s wife, that she was cuckqueaning me, sleeping with my husband. I didn’t mind. In fact, I’d given her a ring when she became pregnant with Sean’s child, to which I wore the twin, which showed that since she couldn’t marry him, she was still a part of our family unit. I think she was buried between my legs for half the night after I gave it to her.

*****

I worked like a demon to get back to pre-baby weight. I was taking a four month break between puppies, and I wanted to do something during the break, say at three months, while I looked good, before I got pregnant again. I was thinking a Caribbean cruise. Sean wasn’t as eager to go on a boat as I was. After all, he was on a boat all the time.

“Don’t think of it as work, Sean. You don’t have to lift a finger to do anything, just your cock. You have to keep your slutty wife satisfied, and maybe Maria and Sonya, and Lenore if she can get the time off when we do, although you know those bitches can find dick all by themselves, maybe a cabana boy or something. You don’t have to cook, clean, swab decks, load cargo, none of that crap. My parents are going to take the kids, so no dirty diapers, or potty training to perform. Just sit on a beach chair by the pool, sipping mai-tais, staring at all of the women in their tiniest bikinis.”

“You do make it sound quite attractive when you put it like that.”

“Besides, if all of the crew should get flesh eating disease or something equally bizarre, you can bring the boat safely back to port and win a medal.”

He laughed and kissed me.

“We’ll be far away from home, and you know what that means? I can be your submissive slut 24/7. You can put me on a leash, put a Lush in my pussy and make me cum in front of all the other passengers. Maybe we can find some more breeders, or you can find some cuckold’s wife to lay your wood to.”

“Sounding better and better.”

“Warm Caribbean water to get naked in.” I rubbed his cock, which was hard. “Nubile young women in their skimpiest clothes, looking to get laid. I don’t see how this can possibly go wrong.”

“You temptress,” he laughed.

“Are you going to fuck me?” I asked. I pulled my jeans down and bent over. I’d just come from shopping. “I could use some dick. Do you need any help pulling your steely shaft from out of your pants, or do you think you can handle it yourself.”

He slammed into me without warning. “What do you think?”

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned. “I think you have just what I need.”

Sean gave another couple quick pumps and I orgasmed. Lenore came strolling into the kitchen, Lizzie on her breast. Elizabeth was still on breast milk.

“Can I get some of that action, Miss Jessica.”

“Not until you’re done feeding Lizzie. Besides, I know for a fact that Sean fucked you this morning before you both went to work. It’s my turn, dammit.”

Sean had never stopped thrusting, and I was close again.

“You can clean his cock and my pussy when he’s done,” I moaned, right on the cusp.

“You want to suck my other breast?” Lenore asked.

I spasmed, cumming again. I glanced at her. She was naked, like a good submissive slut should be. Her already big breasts were still swollen with milk. I waved her over, then latched on to her other teat, drawing the warm, sweetish milk into my mouth. Lenore moaned.

“It feels so different when you do it,” Lenore said.

I admit it. We were a little perverse. Sean just kept pounding me, even though he was laughing at what we were doing. We always seemed to get him going.

Climaxing three more times before Sean finished, I was well sated by our impromptu fuck. When he finished, Lenore handed him her daughter, then cleaned off his cock and my pussy before standing up and taking Lizzie back.

“You win,” Sean said. “I’ll look into Caribbean cruises.”

I smiled at him. “We all win. I want to go in roughly two months, just after the leaves drop off the trees and it’s starting to get cold.”

“Ooh, perfect,” Lenore said. “I’m in.”

I kissed her. “Of course you are, slut.”

******

Gretchen was eating with us a couple days later, pizza, so no one had to cook. She was in the last month of her fourth puppy pregnancy, so about to finish her debt to the Wisconsin wolves. Candice would be going home when Gretchen delivered.

“How are things going with Donna?” I asked Gretchen.

“They aren’t.” Tears starting to flow.

“What happened?”

“Look at me. I’m a fat blimp of a human being. How can anyone love this?”

“I love you,” Sean said. I looked at him. My hero.

“You love your slut wife, and maybe that bigger slut, Lenore. I’m just the girl who distracts either of them while you fuck a wolf.”

“Gretchen, look at me,” Sean ordered.

She looked at him with tear stained cheeks.