My Futa Wife Pt 02 03

Thanks for hanging out with Lilly and Peter!

Normally I write kinky, hardcore stuff inside of a story. This part is quite romantic. I may have gone a bit soft in my old age to write a chapter like this. Don't worry...after this chapter it changes. You'll understand after this chapter.

NOTE: This chapter contains fluffy bunnies, happy people, and snuggles. ALSO has: Watersports, Fem-Dom, slavery, Futa on male, male on Futa, and hints of scat. (No fluffy bunnies were enslaved or peed on during the making of this story!)

LAST NOTE:

This chapter sets up the next 60+ pages I wrote. If ya skip it....eh? Might not understand the rest. Thanks for reading, and as always, thank you to the volunteer editors and moderators here at Literotica. Without them, none of us gets to entertain you.

My Futa Wife Part II

FAMILY LIFE

One Year Later

Andrea was fussing and didn't want to feed from Beth. I took the girl and offered her a bottle instead. She latched on and began to drink. Beth was already pregnant again, as was Joan who was in the basement. Joan was a cheap slave, alright. She weighed near 400 lbs when Lilly bought her, but was down to about 300 and was ready to give birth any day.

Lilly told me that impregnating Joan was the hardest thing she had ever done. She was near vomiting. The woman had arrived quiet ripe, not having showered in what I guessed was a year. Even after multiple baths, she was still offensive to a futa's heightened sense of smell.

Lilly's pregnancy was no walk in the park either. She became massively Bi-Polar. Loving one second and abusive the next. Once she had given birth to Lola, her mood went back to normal.

Lilly pressed for me to get her pregnant again. I really didn't want to go through those mood swings of hers another time. I had suggested that Beth and Joan finish her quota. She wasn't having it, she wanted that quota done with ASAP.

Lilly was pregnant after only 4 tries.

Tonight we watched the news while on the bed, as she ate her dinner. I had been fed and laid my head in her naked lap. She massaged my scalp gently. Her limp white cock against my nose as I watched the latest reports.

"More riots, guess some men aren't content taking dick." Lilly commented.

"Shh, I want to hear this part." I said.

"Breeding farms are the newest, and estimated to be the most profitable business in a century, after only pharmaceuticals. New breeding farms are popping up all over the mid-west." The reporter stated.

"That! That m'love is how we get rich." I turned in her lap and looked up at her.

"You just want a ton of women to breed." She smiled. Then asked: "You. You want to enter the slave trade?" She asked pointedly.

"Can't beat 'em, Join em." I sat up a bit to kiss her.

"Gonna need a bunch more money for a down payment on land." She moaned lowly.

"Gotta spend money to make money. Put Joan to work. Buy a couple more women, and you will hit your quota faster. Put them to work, and watch the money roll in. We can have a plot to start a farm in no time, and we'd already have three cows." I said.

"You aren't counting Beth as a cow?" She looked down at me.

"You are right. Four cows."

"Not a bad idea little hubby. Then you can clean all their rooms, wash all those diapers, cook all that food! You still have to spend four or so hours running the business side of the farm. So after you are done pleasing me 6 times a day, you will have one hour to sleep." She said. Smirk on her face.

"You are teasing me right?"

"I will have to get another male to take care of breeding all of the women." She kept the smirk. I frowned and turned back to the TV.

"I'll think about it Peter." She said as she began massaging my scalp again.

A half hour later she tapped my head. It was late.

"Lube me up baby, I need to fill your cum tank."

I laid a towel down below my cage as she took me doggy. I had been horny all day, and the cage was my enemy. Thinking of being able to breed a house full of women was making my cock fight in it's bondage. I needed to cum worse than my wife. I eagerly wagged my ass at her.

"No love tonight, fuck me like a slave!" I giggled.

"Oh! You got it cock-sleeve!" She said as she slid in all at once, retreated all the way out and did it again. I regretted my words at first, but soon she had found a rhythm and I was leaking onto the towel below me. Her massive cock head scraped over my prostate over and over, sending shivers through my entire body.

Her massive weight slammed into my hips jiggling my ample ass, and making sure that her "cum tank" stayed in the shape of her cock.

I had been leaking, now I was squirting, as the first of what would be three orgasms rolled over me as she continued the battering of my beautiful futa wife's favorite cunt.

I felt the twitching and then felt her fire hose blast my passage with a massive load. That amount was enough to bliss a person with one dose.

She collapsed on top of me as we both panted.

"I need to watch what I say to you." I chuckled.

"Shut up you loved it."

"I did Lilly. But I will be sore tomorrow."

"Aww, poor widdle hubby got his bwains fucked out?"

"It will be if I don't take care of this." I warned.

She pulled out and handed me the towel covered in my cum. I went to the bathroom and she followed me.

"I'm really thirsty." I said as I sat on the toilet letting her load fall out of me.

She put her cock to my lips, so I opened and created a seal around her cock as she pissed into my mouth. We showered together and climbed into bed.

I noticed her tits were dripping.

"Do you need help with that?" I meant to get a milker for her, she took it a different way.

"Yeah, you can learn to sleep sucking from my tits." She said plainly.

"Hon, you fed me already, I can't drain those monsters."

"You are going to try, they are painfully full." She pulled my head to her tit and braced my head so I couldn't move in her arm.

At some point in the night she moved me to her other tit. I woke up full, which was new.

"I ate all of Lola's breakfast." I brought her a tray of food in bed. She was watching the market report.

"No you didn't hon. Bring Lola to me and go check on the women. Feed and wash them, so they can feed and wash my kids. Then put my babies to bed, and send the women to work." Lilly ordered.

I was washing dishes when Lilly came down in her business attire. She handed Lola to me.

"We are never doing that again. I don't have time to fuck you, or feed you. I'll let you use a breast pump on me before bed. I can't have a hard on all day. I will not be able to concentrate." She complained.

"I'll be lubed, and hungry when you get home." I kissed her goodbye. She swatted my ass and smiled bright.

"Such an amazing husband I have! Look for cheap women today after chores okay?" She yelled from the front door.

"Yes M'love!"

I jumped up and down a little.

"Momma's gonna start us a farm Lola!"

I put her down for her nap and began my chores.

As I went online to see what was available on the market I had no idea how many women were not married in the country. I set filters to the two cheapest brackets. Still near a couple hundred thousand to sort through. I filtered down to the state I was in.

That only narrowed the number down to 57,000. Okay, just my city. 1,300.

I could work with that. I knew that Lilly had no preference on race, but for the futa children they should look at least a little like her. I searched natural redheads.

Down to 50.

All of them had to have been featured on "People of Wally-world". Yikes! Not anywhere near as pretty as Lilly, or for that matter, Beth. I considered drug history, health, genetic disabilities, criminal rap sheets, and over all temperament. I settled on two, and sent their files to Lilly.

Both were larger women. I thought them fuckable in my standards. I like curves.

I explained the filters I had used and what brackets I had followed. Then I went to feed and change the babies. I spent a bit more time with my own daughter Andrea. Trying to be a dad.

The blissed women were home 45 minutes before Lilly. I sent them to take care of the babies, and finish some chores, as I was cooking dinner. I hadn't gotten all of my chores done between the kids and the web search. I would have to apologize, and hope Lilly wasn't upset with me.

"Baby! I'm home!" I heard the front door close and her feet going to the home office to drop off her work materials. That was a good sign. She might be working from home tomorrow.

"Dinner is almost done, the women are taking care of the kids!" I yelled back. I focused on the peppers as I sauteed them. I felt her giant arms around me.

"Why are there towels from last night in our bathroom?" She kissed my neck from behind. Her cock was rock hard in my back.

"The kids were fussy, I did that shopping you asked for, and Joan wasn't here to help. But they will finish what I didn't, before I serve dinner. The bathroom will be clean before we shower baby, I promise."

"Better be or I'm going to get a second husband." She said seriously.

I spun my head to look at her. She tried to keep a straight face but then smiled.

"Awe, little hubby is jealous!" She giggled and spun my body around and kissed my lips. "I'm a one man futa, Pete. You have nothing to worry about. Besides, never seen an ass like yours anywhere on a white boy, ever!"

"What did you think of the files I sent?" I turned back around and moved the peppers to the strips of steak in a frying pan.

"Wally-world." She said.

"It's in our price range baby." I then steamed the tortillas, and checked the rice. "They are redheads, so the futa will have that same hair?" I tried to make it better.

"At least they aren't the dumpster fire that Joan is." She sat at the dining table. I brought her a beer.

"I didn't pick that one!" I said playfully from the kitchen as I set two plates of fajita's on the kitchen table. I ate one fajita in the kitchen, called the women down to eat, and then took my place under the dining room table to get my real meal.

"These are fantastic honey!" She said as she shoved her cock into my throat. Her hand at the back of my head set the pace she preferred.

"I hope you had one as an appetizer before you came to eat?" She asked. I nodded. "Breathe" She ordered and pulled out. "Okay now eat I won't be long. You have to be starving." She said as she fucked my face. After another 2 minutes, with my air running low, I felt my stomach fill up. She pulled out so only the head was in my mouth, so I could taste the last three or four ounces of her load.

"Delicious." I panted.

"Come up here and sit with me. I want to ask you about those you picked." She said sweetly.

I sat next to her as she ate the last of the eight fajitas I had put on her plate.

"They were in a good shape, no criminality, no children in the system or at all, and seemed to be malleable." I reported.

"Would you fuck them?" She asked me.

"That was the first criteria!" I said and smiled. She laughed with a mouthful. She covered her mouth.

"I'll buy them and put both to work making wages. I'll have Beth quit her job to help you here. She's the best with the kids."

"Other then Andrea" I muttered.

"She's good with MY kids. For some reason, Andrea doesn't like her much. Loves you though. Maybe she's just a daddies girl?"

"Maybe, Lola definitely is." I wore a beaming smile.

"I noticed. You are a great father Pete, and your cooking is tremendous!" She pushed her plate toward me and sat back in her chair. I took the plate to the kitchen sink.

I brought Lilly another beer and one for myself.

"TV in the living room or bedroom?" I asked.

"No TV tonight. I have to finish a report before bed. While I'm doing that, I want you to buy those two, and order the beds to be assembled in the basement. Pick them up after the beds are done in the afternoon. Have Beth do your chores." She sighed and got out of her chair.

I followed her to the office and set up my laptop on her desk opposite her.

"I want to make love tonight Peter.' She said as her computer booted.

"I'd love that dear." I said as I found the bookmark and used Lilly's card to buy the two women. After I had done all I had been asked, I slid under her desk and pulled up Lilly's skirt.

"Perfect timing thirsty boy."

I felt her sweet and salty piss wash down my throat. Now I was really full.

I fetched her a couple more beers, and played some games till she was done. We showered together, and climbed into bed.

I lubed her monster with my throat, and then lay on my back with my knees over her shoulders.

She kissed me tenderly as she pushed into me slowly.

"I'm the luckiest futa in the world!" She sighed as she picked up just a bit of speed. I moaned as her cock head crashed into my prostate.

"I'm the luckiest slave hubby in the world." I whispered as she kissed my neck and ear.

"Oh honey!" She arched her back and fired shot after heavy molten shot of her sperm and semen into my guts.

When she came in my ass, it was always more intense than when I fed from her. I could feel her heart pounding as she gently laid her weight on top of me, lowering my legs and sliding out of my hole.

She kissed me softly.

"Leave it, just leak out all night. Sleep on my side of the bed when it stops. Beth can sort it after I double the mess in the morning." She whispered. I crawled to her breast and lay on it as she wrapped her thigh sized arm around me.

"I love you Mistress."

"I love you too hubby slave."

I admitted my place. I called her Mistress, and she accepted it.

I woke to Lilly yelling.

"Joan before work make breakfast for us three! Master will feed from me. Beth you are helping our husband today, starting with the bedding in here AFTER breakfast!" She barked.

From down the stairs I heard "Yes Mistress."

"So you accept slavery now Pete?" She asked me as she pushed me down to her cock.

"I was cumming hard when I said it, I may have misspoke." I latched onto her cock, hungry for her load.

"I understand. Feed from my cock baby. Goddess, your throat is hmm, yes!" She writhed in bed. Her first load was always the easiest to get into my stomach.

I didn't even need an oxygen break, I had her nut in my stomach in less than two minutes.

"So do you know what you are?" She asked me while my eyes were glazed over in the cum high. I accidentally rolled into the wet spot.

"A cum guzzling slave?" I smiled goofy.

"A loving husband is what you are. Just act the part in public baby. I'll always treat you as a the great house hubby you are." She turned me onto my stomach.

"Now I need to make love before I start my day. You have a bunch to do too!" She said as she slid into my passage.

"No! Don't shower, lay there and let it all flow out on the sheets. I want to see how obedient Beth is." Lilly laughed after she ate breakfast in bed, She stayed naked, as it was a 'work from home' day.

She gave me a bowl of strawberries as a treat. Lilly went to her office as I munched on the sweet and sour berries, my ass leaving a new wet spot.

After my ass was near empty, Beth came in as I climbed into the shower. When I walked back into the bedroom she was licking and sucking the cum up from the sheets. She was addicted to futa cum, like a junkie. I could only shake my head.

When the doorbell rang, I knew who it was. I instructed the cock caged and collared men to assemble the beds in the basement. I showed them to the spot Lilly had picked next to Joan's bed. I then went all the way to the second floor to check on Beth.

She was remaking our bed with new sheets.

I wanted her. I wished I wasn't caged. I understood now my futa wife made me wear it. I'd get nothing done otherwise.

"When you are finished with the bed and laundry get started on feeding the children." I said sternly.

"Yes Master." Beth looked at me blankly, and went back to working on the fitted sheet.

I walked to the home office and knocked, even though the door was open, I needed to make sure Lilly wasn't a video call. She waved me in.

"Beds are done. You said you wanted me to pick them up?" I hadn't thought about that till the delivery guys showed.

"Yes. Take your car." She opened a locking drawer. And handed me keys I had not seen in over a year. "It's warm out, so go as you are. The brand will keep you safe as will my collar. Play the part of a slave hon. Just pretend." She said softly.

"Yes m'love." I noticed I only called her that term of endearment when I felt like a slave. She finally just noticed it too.

"No baby, Say something more loving." She waved me back to her.

"Got it bitch! I'm safe?" I teased. She slapped my ass playfully.

"I'll be back soon dearest?" I tried then kissed her.

"That's how my little hubby talks. I love you Pete."

"Love you Lilly."

It had been over a year since I had driven anywhere. Naked men and women were everywhere, myself included. There was nearly no traffic. The Futa mayor had tweaked the public transportation system so bus routes were tripled. Only futa's seemed to drive anymore. I saw only a couple of men driving other than myself. Pampered men like me I guessed.

I made my way to the fortified warehouse complex. and was asked to get out of the car so my tattoo, or brand, could be scanned at the guard post.

"Your Mistress's purchase in at the main entrance." The naked man told me. I thanked him, and drove toward the parking lot. I felt sorry for his futa, he had no ass.

I picked up Melissa and Kate at the main entrance, where my tramp stamp was scanned again and I handed over the bill of sale Lilly had printed. They signed it below Lilly's signature, and put the cuffed and gagged women into the back seats of my car. I belted them in. When no one was looking I removed their gags.

These two were unmarked by a futa. They had free minds like my own.

"Ladies, my name is Peter. I'm Mistresses husband, and I am not a slave. Just a kept man. I will never be blissed. Mistress Lilly is a kind futa woman, and if you do as you are told, you will not have to be blissed either. It is up to you, how you want to live in our home." I said. I had practiced the speech the whole way there. Somehow I recited it with the soft and gentle tone I had meant to.

"Melissa, and I'm just happy to be out of the home of my father and his new Queen. He's been blissed, and she hates me. So she put me on the market." She said. Her large breasts bounced obscenely whenever we hit a bump in the road.

"I'm fair, and Mistress is fair." I said.

'What do I call you?" She asked.

"You will both call me 'Master'. As I am not a slave, but you are." I stated, turning onto the highway.

"Fuck that." Kate hissed.

"So you would prefer to be blissed Kate?" I asked.

"The fuck is bliss?" The rotund short bitch was trying to sound gangster. She was so white I could see the veins in her chest and her small tits. (People of Wally World) I thought. I held back a giggle. I answered her question.

"You become brainless, like a zombie. You live to follow orders and forget who you are. Which is what I will tell my wife needs to be done to you, unless you change your fucking ATTITUDE right fucking NOW!"

"Fuck off!" Kate stared out the window.

"He's not lying bitch, futa can erase your brain. My dad has no idea who I am and lives to suck his wife's cock." Melissa told Kate.

"He's just a faggot sissy, likes cock in his ass. Don't listen to this cracker!" She shrugged, then continued staring out the window.

"Well that's settled. Melissa, would you like to keep your mind intact?" I asked.

"Please Master, ask Mistress if I can keep my mind." Melissa asked.

"Please douche, suck some dick on the way to the party. I'm going to kick the shit out your futa, and then I'm going to kick the teeth from your mouth, faggot." Kate said in a mocking tone of Melissa's plea.