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To me, it looked as if Greg wanted to sink through the floor and disappear. Karen was right though. Greg would have welcomed a black lover for his wife, and a black child. Perhaps he thought he could survive the onslaught of questions after a biracial child was born. It would already be a fait accompli. Nothing to be done about it but grin and bear it. It couldn't be some lame story about how his wife stepped out on him and he's forgiven her, and after all, it isn't the child's fault, so he'll love it anyway.

But to say something ahead of time, to have his parents watch, put the onus on him. He was allowing other men to breed his wife, and that would be clear on Friday night. He'd have to admit to his parents that he wanted Karen to have sex with other men, that he enjoyed it, and it made him happy. And it would happen over and over again. I wondered if Chet's and Grace's parents had ever learned about their lifestyle. I needed to ask the next time I spoke to them.

What he said was, "Yes, Mistress." Not only a willing cuckold, but an admitted willing cuckold, locked into the role with the knowledge that everyone would know. I wondered if he would be feminized more for the party?

"Good boy. Brick, since you've already claimed your pussy, I think you should claim my ass as yours. You may watch, cuckold, after you've cleaned the kitchen and called your parents. Keep Hans' cock nice and hard while you clean up and call your parents. I want you to suck his cock at least twice during your call, then, I want to see Hans claim your ass. I think your ass should graduate from a strap on to a real cock, leaving real cum inside of it. Diana, I'm hoping you can ease my introduction to anal sex with a little sixty-nine."

"Sure."

As soon as we were in the bedroom, Diana said, "Jesus! Do you really think you should be fucking two men in front of Greg's parents? That would be so humiliating to Greg."

"And yet he climaxed inside his cock cage when I told him," Karen said, "without anyone touching him, or providing any stimulus at all. He is so fucking kinky. It scares him, sure, but it also excites him. He really did want me to fuck a black guy and have a kid with him. I've filmed myself fucking several men for his enjoyment, and even more than the ones of me fucking Brick, he loves the one of me fucking Rafi, a dark skinned Asiatic Indian. The more humiliating I treat him, the more he seems to like it."

Diana looked at me. "Greg does seem to get off on it. I've never understood the humiliation aspect to some cuckoldry," I said, "but it seems to be effective with Greg. Think about it though; they've already admitted to themselves they're not man enough to fuck their wives, that they can't possibly provide the pleasure someone else can. It may not be true in all cases, but most cuckolds feel their cocks aren't sufficient to please someone."

"Which is definitely true in Greg's case," Karen said. "I think I've cum maybe twice while having intercourse with him. I cum twice in as many minutes with Brick."

"I know Brick is in a class by himself, but wow, if I ever did that with my husband, I think my parents would kill me themselves," Diana said.

"I think my parents would too. They're very straight laced. I'm just not sure about Greg's parents. His dad seems just like Greg, and I wonder if he isn't a cuckold too."

"I guess you're going to find out when Greg invites them to your breeding party."

"You know what that's going to make Karen, don't you, Diana?" I asked.

"Damn. She'll be a tenth degree black belt in Slut," Diana said, "the first one I'll have ever met. Holy Fuck! Fucking not one, but two men in front of her husband and his parents. I have to admit, as crazy as it sounds, it's also fucking hot. I wish I wasn't working; I'd be there. I need to cum. Climb aboard, Slut, and don't stop licking when Brick fucks your ass."

"Where's your lube?" I asked.

"Bedside drawer."

While the two girls got down, I got the lube. Watching the two of them attack each other's cunts, got my dick plenty hard. After Karen had three orgasms, I lubed up her bottom and inserted first one finger, and after another orgasm, a second finger, waiting until the next orgasm to insert a third, gently sawing in and out to stretch her for my cock. She was feeling no pain, so before she climaxed again. I straddled Diana's head and aimed my johnson at it's intended target, leaving it touching the pucker and waiting for the next one.

As soon as she started to climax, I started pushing inside.

"Fuck, you're so damn big," Karen moaned.

"Do you want me to pull out?"

"I'll kill you myself," she said. "Don't you dare. Oh, God. I didn't think it could feel this good. Fuck, I'm cumming, fuck me, fuck me good."

I still went slow. I knew she'd feel it later, regardless of what she said now. I slow stroked her asshole, trying to stay in the mid-section where I wasn't so thick.

Karen was buried between Diana's thighs, so didn't see Greg enter the room. He came close the bed to get a better view of my cock up his wife's ass. His expression was pained again, and I wondered if it was from watching me fuck his wife, when I remembered the cock cage under his pink, 'cum slut', panties, and realized he was trying to get an erection, and couldn't. Touching himself would have made it worse, so he just stood there, watching me thrust, listening to his wife begging me to fuck her ass, and cum inside of her.

Not wanting to go too long, especially if Karen was taking Hans' pecker later, I allowed myself to release and flooded Karen's bottom with cum, pumping and pumping, only my second load of the day.

"Are you there, Cuckold? Did you watch Brick claim my ass?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Then clean up my ass before his cum drips into Diana's face."

I expected Greg to get a washcloth. Karen's bottom hadn't been cleansed before my fucking. No, Greg just dived right in, licking and sucking all the cum, and everything else he could reach with his tongue, leaving a pristine, saliva soaked, gaping starfish behind him.

"May I clean your cock, sir?" Greg asked.

Now my cock was pretty slimy, coated in cum, mucus, and slick brown streaks of what could only be fecal matter. I wondered what Greg would do, so I said yes. He licked and sucked my cock clean. Diana and Hans were holding their breath as he did it. Hell, I was too. I had never seen someone go ass to mouth like this, ever. I'd threatened Paul with it, but he'd quit pretending to be a submissive cuckold before he'd sucked Lily's shit off my shaft. That had been the final straw for him. Not for Greg, no sir. Clean as a whistle.

Karen had sat up and watched her husband clean my cock. When he was finished, she said, "Good boy, Greg. Nice job. Is the kitchen clean?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Are your parents coming on Friday?"

"I'm not sure, Mistress."

"Did you ask them?"

"Yes, Mistress, and Father wanted to come, but Mother didn't. They were still arguing about it when they hung up."

"Did they say why they were arguing about it?"

"It wasn't entirely clear, Mistress. Father said they should be supportive. I'd made it clear that this is what I wanted. Mother said their line would end with me if I didn't provide them with a grandchild. He scoffed, but that's when they hung up."

"He scoffed. What do you mean?" Karen asked.

"Well, he kind of snorted and said it was a fluke his line hadn't ended already, Mistress."