Janet

Fucking a cougar sounded fun. To be frank, you mostly bred younger women as the governing body decided that they were statistically more likely to deliver healthy babies, so their applications to the various breeding activities were more likely to be accepted. Plus, judging from Melissa's instruction, her family had been on the List for quite a while and you figured she probably deserved a chance by now. There's no chance she had attended Breeding School, so you'd have to train her, but that was half the fun. Your secretary made a great point that teaching an older woman how to be a good slut for you would be hot. She would be obedient and you didn't really feel like dealing with the other stuck-up bitch yet. She could wait her turn.

"Warm up my balls and call Janet," you order Melissa, your cock still filling her throat. Your secretary stares into your eyes as she slowly pulls her head away from your stomach until your cockhead is dislodged with a satisfying pop. "Of course, sir!" she smiles as she begins typing on her device. "I'll make sure her mommy tits are on full display for you when she arrives!" You were pleased to see she was still following your earlier instruction to talk like a slut. As she typed, she engulfed one of your massive balls with her mouth, gently sucking and warming it as instructed. After a few seconds, she switched to the other ball, evenly distributing her attention. Her tongue swirled around your semen factories as your cock leaked precum down on her forehead. "There!" Melissa says cheerfully, now holding each of your testicles lovingly in her warm hands. "Your thick, fat-tittied breeding slut will be up shortly. She'll be so happy to finally be a mommy! You can make her cum dreams come true with your massive cock!" Asinine wordplay was sort of your thing, not hers, but you'd let it slide this time.

Melissa returned to sucking and licking your balls as you waited, somewhat impatiently, for Janet to arrive. Roughly ten seconds later, the door to your room slid open and three women walked in. "The service in this place is really terrible sometimes," you told your ball-warmer. She furrowed her brow apologetically as her lips pushed one of your giant balls in and out of her mouth. She could never tell when you were joking, but at least you thought it was funny. The three women walk towards your bed in a triangle formation, with two class D employees bringing up the rear in their white uniforms. Your eyes immediately shifted to the woman taking the lead - she was wearing tight black leggings and a skimpy crop-top which struggled to contain her absurdly large breasts. Her natural tits bounced suggestively with each step she took towards your bed. Even from a distance, you could see her nipples poking through her slutty top and a small amount of her stomach spilling over the top of her leggings. Her thick, meaty thighs strained against the fabric of her pants. As indicated by the 3d scan you had seen earlier, she was by no means fat, but she certainly carried a few extra pounds that made her body look soft and inviting. Maybe she was a pillow in a previous life.

The convoy of sluts stopped at the foot of your bed, where Melissa took the testicle she was sucking out of your mouth long enough to turn and address them. "Oh look, it's the old breeding slut and her whore brigade! So nice of you to finally make it. How about next time, you move your pathetically small asses a bit faster? Would that be alright? We've got a fucking schedule here!" Janet's ass really wasn't small, but Melissa was clearly on a bit of a power trip - and technically had a bigger butt - so you didn't mind watching. The two class D employees maintained a stoic expression, by now they were surely used to being chewed out by class C's, or perhaps even by Melissa specifically. Janet, on the other hand, was immediately apologetic. "I'm sorry miss - er - ma'am? They just told me to walk down the hall! Please, I've waited so long for this opportunity!" As Janet begged for Melissa's forgiveness, your secretary started massaging your balls again. Janet's eyes widened in shock at the size of your genitals, each of your testicles filling one of Melissa's hands and your hard breeding rod still slowly coating her face in precum. Melissa swung her body to your side to give Janet a better look.

"You see these?" she began, lifting your heavy sack slightly, "these are filled with the most valuable liquid in the world. If you're lucky, you're going to have it pumped in that sloppy pussy today." Janet bowed her head slightly, trying to avoid chastisement from the much younger woman still cradling your balls in her warm hands. Melissa continued. "You need to appreciate what you're being given here. You're a breeding slut, so you'd better act like it. Worship this cock and balls like your life depended on it. Do what you're fucking told, or you'll never see a drop of cum in your life. Use your body like a good whore and -" You put your hand over Melissa's mouth. It was cool and everything, but you really wanted to move on. For that matter, hadn't she just said you were on a schedule? "Thank you Melissa," you said sternly, "We get it. I'm perfectly capable of teaching a slut how to be bred. Please escort the other employees outside. I'll take it from here." Melissa shot a glare at Janet, whose eyes were still focused on the ground. "Of course sir," she said flatly. She reluctantly removed her hands from your balls and stood up, all the while staring daggers at Janet. "We're done here," she told the two class D employees, who followed her out of your room. You watched Melissa's fat ass shake in her uniform until you were finally alone with Janet, who apparently still could not bring herself to make eye contact with you.

"Sorry about my secretary, she can be a bit intense," you say, putting on a disarming smile. Janet's face perks up, her gaze finally meeting yours. "Oh, it's no trouble. They told me something or other about this breeding business. I'm so happy to finally get a child of my own!" She copies your smile and folds her hands in front of her waist. "Great!" you say. "Now get up here and throat my cock like the breeding whore you are." Janet looks surprised at your lewd orders but, apparently remembering the berating she'd received from Melissa, crawled up on the foot of the bed towards your spread legs. When she reached the giant penis pointing angrily straight towards her, she paused momentarily before gently sliding your cockhead in her mouth. Immediately, she struggled with the size of your member and could barely move her head an inch up and down your shaft without throaty, muffled gags escaping her lips. "Lick the precum out of the tip," you order sternly. You feel her tongue flick the entrance of your urethra, she gags again on the unfamiliar taste of the liquid running out of your dick. It felt good to watch an older slut fail to deepthroat your cock, but it was time to move on. "Wow," you say sarcastically, "I expected a woman of your age to be a better cock sucker. We'll work on that. For now, lube up my dick with your spit, and make sure to coat the entire thing." Janet pulled the tip of your rod out of her mouth and, to her credit, she did not waste time apologizing, but instead went to work coating your cock in a slick layer of saliva.

After you were satisfied that you were fully lubed, you set your eye on the prize: the massive orbs of flesh hanging from your breeding slut's chest. "Get your tits out and fuck my cock with them. If it gets dry, use your spit to keep it wet," you order. Janet pulls her crop-top off in one fluid motion, her huge breasts dropping out of their prison with a triumphant smack against her skin. Age had been kind to those things, they sagged gently against gravity but remained shockingly perky for their size. Grabbing one in each hand, she squeezed them against your cock, the top half of your shaft disappearing in her mounds of flesh. She began rubbing her tits up and down your dick, fucking it against her soft, warm skin. You slid back and forth in the warm embrace of her udders for several seconds, watching the tip of your dick poke out with each stroke. She did as she was told, periodically spitting on your cock to keep it lubed. You pulled her head down so that the tip was now entering her mouth as she moved up and down. "Good slut," you muse approvingly. "Now, keep those tits in place and push your head down on my cock as far as you can. Show me what an older woman can do." Determination filling Janet's eyes, she lunged forward, taking a respectable five inches into her mouth. You felt the tip of your engorged penis bump against her throat as her face slammed against her huge boobs which, funnily enough, were preventing - and saving - her from having to push your dick deeper. The human body is truly incredible.

Time to get down to business. You pushed on the back of her head to keep your cock deep in her mouth. "Luckily for you, your titties are keeping my balls warm. I think you're ready to take a fucking." You felt her **** and spasm under your touch as you pushed on her head. "But first," you continue "you have to beg for it. Explain to me why I should give an old untrained slut like you my load, and not a tight young perky cunt. Be convincing, and talk like a filthy whore, or else." You finally let go of Janet's head as she yanks it off of your dick, hacking and coughing spit and precum out of her throat. Taking the hint, she returns to massaging your cock with her whoreish tits. After pausing to regain her breath, she stares into your eyes and beings her speech. "Please, sir, give me your cum. I want you to make me a real woman, just treat me like a piece of meat and pump it deep in my slutty pussy. I swear, I'll be a good slut for you, my pussy may not be trained, but it's tight and warm. My body will feel so good, I swear. Make my mommy tits swell with milk, I want to see them get even bigger! I want a baby so fucking bad! Just fuck one into me like a dumb useless breeding whore!" She punctuated her last words by attempting to slam her face on your dick, still managing only five inches.

It was an admirable effort, and you'd concede that her body was extremely warm and comforting. Plus, it was pretty hot to hear her call you "sir." On the other hand, an untrained pussy is an untrained pussy and you certainly weren't going to have time to train her. Maybe a younger pussy deserved the huge load building in your balls. Now that you'd surveyed Janet's performance, had she earned a baby?