The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

The fellow who’d been dancing with Alicia, was named Hank, and the one who’d been dancing with Bonnie, was named Red, which I’m sure was a nickname as well, due to his strawberry blond hair and freckles. They each had another drink, while the rest of us continued with water or sodas.

They continued chatting up their respective dance partners. Master got up to dance with his blonde again, and Hank asked me if I wanted a dance, just a dance, so I didn’t have to sit there by myself.

“I’d love a dance, Hank, but if you get too handsy, I may have to break a couple of fingers, just so you know.”

“I’ll be the perfect gentleman,” Hank said.

“Excellent.”

I got up and danced with Hank. He wasn’t a great dancer, but he was adequate, and he did behave in a way that wouldn’t offend my Master’s sensibilities, even on the slow dances, although I could feel his erection. Apparently, Buck had informed him he was getting lucky tonight. God knew Alicia was stunning. After three dances, I sat down again.

Master came over to our table and said, “I think we should leave soon, Pussycat.”

“Yes, Master.”

“This lovely young woman is Sherry, and she’s never been licked by a female before, but it’s something she was curious about.”

“I’m looking forward to it, sir. She’s a good choice.”

Once we decided to leave, my two bodyguards also had to leave, so Hank got his buddy and Brigitte off the dance floor. We gave the three of them our room number and Brigitte told them to show up with at least three condoms apiece. Our hotel was close enough, Sherry left her car at the tavern and walked with us back to the Inn. Master, Sherry and I took the bedroom, leaving the other three the rest of our suite for their fun. I helped disrobe Sherry and I was tongue deep in her pussy when the three men showed up. We could hear the rest of them have sex the rest of the evening, but we were left alone. I later heard that each of the men fucked each of the women once, so they got a nice variety.

After I’d licked her to three orgasms, she agreed to try a sixty-nine with me while Master fucked her. Sherry loved that, and I’m sure everyone else in the suite knew it too. She pretty much forgot about my pussy once Master drove his cock deep into her wet cunt, but she made up for it when we swapped places after Master climaxed, and he fucked me bareback while she licked me. She even licked Master’s sperm out of my pussy.

Brigitte kicked the three men out after midnight, and Alicia came to bed with us. Alicia licked Sherry to another couple of orgasms, which didn’t take long. We were all snuggled together ready to sleep. Sherry was off tomorrow, so was spending the night.

“Do you want to come hiking with us in Arches?” I asked her.

“Sure. That sounds lovely.”

“It will give us more time to chat,” I said, kissing her across my Master.

“More time to fuck tomorrow night,” she said.

“That too.”

“You certainly have an unusual relationship with your husband,” Sherry said.

“It suits us,” I replied. “I didn’t want to give up girls when I got married, and with three women to keep him happy, he has no reason to stray.”

“What do you call it when he fucks other women, if not straying?”

“When it’s with me, keeping it in the family,” I said, laughing. “I told him if he wanted to fuck another slut on our honeymoon, pardon the French, she had to be willing to fuck me too. Guess what; you fucked me too, slut.”

Sherry giggled and settled in against my husband as I settled in on the other side.

******

We had time for another round of sex in the morning before breakfast, and Sherry helped make sandwiches for our hike. She didn’t have a knapsack with her like we did, but we packed some water for her in addition to the food. She went and got her car from the tavern and brought it across the street to the Inn.

Sherry was surprised at how sexily Bonnie and I dressed for our hike, unbuttoning our shirts nearly to the waist, flashing lots of boob flesh as we started out.

“The better to attract perverts like you,” I said laughing. “Plus, as a submissive, I get aroused by exhibiting myself which makes it easier for my husband to fuck me any time he wants.”

“Have you fucked him on the trails?” Sherry asked.

“There’s no good places to lay down, but I’ve blown him a couple times, including the bottom of the Grand Canyon. The way I look at it, is I’m on vacation far from home and I’m never going to see anyone here again. If I do something embarrassing, what difference does it make. I don’t have to live it down.”

“I see your point. I live in Moab, so it would be humiliating for me to be seen by my friends and acquaintances acting like a slut.”

“Yes, which is why I’m not usually this open about my submission around home. Most of it takes place in our home, two weekends a month, except I’ll wear my collar out in public, but no leashes. Tonight, why don’t we go dancing at the Cabana Club again, and this time, Master will bring me in on a leash. You never know what will pop up when we do that. At our last stop, we had five people watch Master give me a bare assed spanking before I blew him.”

“Why did you get a spanking?”

“For orgasming without permission.”

“You didn’t ask for permission last night.”

“Master checked with me briefly to make sure I didn’t have a problem with him fucking you. Then he gave me permission to cum the rest of the night. I didn’t have to ask. In fact, it was a blow job after a good spanking at Zion in the hotel, witnessed by a man and wife who wanted to see me get spanked, that caused the husband to ask Master to fuck his wife and attracted Bonnie to join us. She’s what I’d consider a lesbian submissive.”

“Lesbian! She was fucking those three cowboys last night.”

“Because she is submissive, she had to do as Brigitte wanted, and Brigitte wanted her to fuck a cowboy. She has to be ready to pleasure either sex, and she was married once upon a time, so knows how to fuck a dick if she needs to.”

“So I’m not the first pretty stranger Sean fucked on your honeymoon?”

“Nope, he fucked a woman named Annette in front of her husband, then kept her all night the next night. Plus, he’s fucked Bonnie too. While I’m in submission to him, he can pretty much do what he wants as long as I’m there.”

“Why do you have such a relaxed attitude about your husband having sex with other women?”

“Before I met him, I’d signed a contract to provide four babies to infertile couples, and I was pregnant with the first of them when we met. I’ve had another one since, so in addition to having children with my husband, I have to be pregnant two more times for others. I feel he should have a chance to fuck non-pregnant women on occasion.” Of course, I couldn’t say that the polyamory of wolves had rubbed off on me. “What do you do for work?” I asked.

“I work as a cashier thirty-two hours a week, and waitress another twenty. It’s so unusual to have any one day where I’m not working at one job or the other. Today was nearly a miracle. It happens maybe once a month. Kind of why I was out last night.”

I could almost see Brigitte’s and Alicia’s ears prick up. What the heck.

“Would you be willing to have children for infertile couples like I am, for enough money that you wouldn’t have to work two jobs, and perhaps go to school or have time to search for something better for yourself?”

“Like how much money?”

“I don’t know for sure. The money varies from place to place. On the coasts, where the people are wealthier, I and other women are getting two hundred thousand per child and a million dollar bonus if I provide four. It’s the reason I agreed to have four. In other places it’s less, but still a substantial sum. If you were willing to move, you could shoot for the higher numbers, but if you really wanted to stay in Moab, I can check with the locals and see what they’re willing to pay. Bonnie just tentatively agreed to do so, although she needs some more information first. She would have to move from Nebraska to Missouri, but it seems doable.”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Would I have to have four?”

“The best bonus is for four. I know in Wisconsin, you can get paid $250, 000 for two.”

“What if I meet someone I want to marry?”

“Well, you can meet some understanding man like my husband, give him permission to have sex with sweet young things such as yourself, and hope he doesn’t mind you carrying babies for other folks. Those people do exist, though not everyone is quite so understanding.”

“Is it worth it for you, Sean? Having your wife pregnant all the time?” Sherry asked.

“Jessica makes sure it’s worth it to me. I never imagined myself in this kind of relationship when I was growing up, but she makes sure my life is very good.”

“I’d like to think about it, but it does sound like it does present some options. Find out how much I’d get.”

Brigitte said, “I’ve got it. Keep going, I’ll catch up.”

She stepped off the trail and called the Grand Junction pack, while we kept walking knowing she could catch up. Ten minutes later, Brigitte had caught up. She wasn’t even breathing hard.

“One hundred thousand for the first child,” Brigitte said, “with an additional hundred grand bonus for each additional child over one. That would be three hundred grand for two, five hundred for three, and seven hundred thousand for four. Grand Junction would like to send a couple representatives to meet us tonight at The Cabana Club.”

“That is good money,” Sherry said. “I’d have to seriously consider at least two of them.”

“I think Sherry should wear a Lush in her pussy tonight when we go dancing, Master,” I said. “It might warm her up for the fun to follow.”

“What’s a Lush?” Sherry asked.

“A toy that fits inside your pussy,” Sean said, “and it has a music mode. It will vibrate in time to the music while we’re dancing.”

“That might be fun,” Sherry said. “You’re a real fun bunch.”