A Licensed Breeder in a Hentai Logic World 8 (Patreon)

"And you're sure this is fine?" 

"Of course I'm sure this is fine, probably!" 

I'm not sure this is fine at all!

There's one thing they keep sending missives for, because apparently, you give people a hand, and they take your whole arm, and the other one too just to be sure. We breeders have a lot of freedom to so all sorts of things, and probably the most important one was about public breeding activities.

There were times we couldn't do it at, there were places that were banned... there was a lot of legwork done so we breeders could do our thing, and especially so we could do our thing wherever and whenever we needed to. Usually if we wanted to do something in a public place, we'd have to go to the toilets and use a stall or something, or closets or the like, somewhere where there could be a reasonable expectation of privacy.

Not that I couldn't do it in public if I wanted to, at certain times.

Of all places, I find myself in a public park, on the phone with my handler, waiting for the person who had put in a request for my services... a woman who was apparently some sort of VIP, enough that they interrupted an afternoon of gaming and relaxation, telling me to haul ass halfway across the city.

Despite the complexity and vast framework of the Breeding program, they were constantly looking for ways to improve it, and as I said before, there was constant updating to us Breeders in terms of what was and wasn't okay for public sex. 

Lately, there'd been a rule change with regards to trains, especially when it concerned group breeding activities. The newest set of guidelines made it so we were allowed to breed women in trains and buses, and the specific change to trains made it a lot more accessible, but still seemed like too much of a hassle to gather a bunch of guys whose job would be just to stand there in a circle around myself and the woman I was fucking.

This city really had an issue with a lack of men who had any interest in breeding whatsoever, despite the popularity of the program.

"Look if this works out, we'll be able to start moving a bit more efficiently, drop some of the bureaucracy and streamline some jobs that are losing the government a whole bunch of money right now," Tsukiko explained to me through the phone, "and you'll be credited with helping make it happen, and you know this program's rewards are great, imagine the kind of reward you'll get for helping improve things!"

"I'm already here, you don't need to sell me on it," I responded. "Speaking of which, where's the client?" I asked her, looking around. Green grass, thick rows of trees behind the bench I was sitting on, the skyline of a city behind the trees in front of me, a paved path that snaked along the park and down the small hill the park sat on. 

"Be patient!" Tsukiko chided me, "get some fresh air, breathe in that nature, admire it some, we pay good tax money to maintain these parks you know! Seriously though, relax, all you've got to do is just not fuck this one up!"

"I didn't come here to admire nature, I came here to breed a soon-to-be-milf," I spoke, trying to be as deadpan as I could be. "And if she ain't coming, then I'm not staying."

"I believe I would be that... soon to be milf, as you called me."

"Tsukiko, I'll call you later," I said, as soon as I caught a glimpse of the woman who just called my attention with her words. The first thing that hit me was the glint of her eyes, and the second, the b right red of her hair, especially illuminated by the bright fluorescent lights lining the path of the park.

One of the conditions for me to be allowed to breed her in the park was that it had to be only during the night, otherwise, we'd have to go to the restrooms.

I looked her up and down. She was a mature beauty, wearing a pantsuit with her blazer draped over her shoulders, as well as a black tie slung over her neck. She had clearly just got off of work, which would go a long way to explaining why she was late. Still, for a woman this hot, I'm quite willing to wait. If they'd just sent me a picture...

"Hello there," I said, sticking my phone in my pocket.

"General Ken Oubi," she replied, with a gesture of her hand, a weird one, I think it might be some foreign greeting. She didn't look too foreign but you never know.

"What?" I asked, blinking. The hell was she speaking about.

"Oh, my bad, movie reference, pay it no mind," she said, waving the hand she'd raised before, and I just did as she said, removing it from my mind. "Thank you for responding to my request so promptly, I do believe I've interrupted your day. If you wouldn't mind, I didn't have time for lunch today," she said, stepping towards me, clearing the distance between us in seconds. "I am quite famished you see."

"Uh huh," I nodded, "so you want to eat first or-"

"Oh, I'll eat during," she said, putting her hand on my chest and pushing me back, I hit the edge of the bench I was standing in front of when I was arguing with Tsukiko, and fell onto it with a harsh thud, it actually hurt a little. She then proceeded to get on her knees in front of me, her arms already in motion, nimble hands working on my pants, hooking her fingers around the elastic that held them in place.

She gave me the cue, and I followed it, raising my hips to let her pull my pants off of me, revealing my still flaccid cock. Sexy though she was, one doesn't get hard in an instant.

"Mhm, that looks like a meal alright," she said, "I've always been fond of sausages," she hummed, looking at my wiener like it was delicious, licking her lips, which were painted only with very subtle gloss that made them stand out in the night.

"Not that I mind getting my dick sucked but, you know, people usually offer me a name," you said.

She chuckled. "If you do well enough I might well grace you with it," she said, "but for now," she reached for my cock. Her fingers were slim, her nails were carefully manicured and painted, and her smile was slightly chilling. There was something to this woman, something that, oddly enough, reminded me of Tsukiko. Assertive in a way that wasn't entirely common, that I didn't deal with too often.

Well, too much of the same gets undesirable.

Maybe I'll let her take the lead, I usually have to do it myself, so might as well just relax and let her do her thing.

"Fine, then I'll let you have your fun," I said, chuckling. "Just tell me what you need from me."

"Good boy," she crooned, soothingly, giving me a smile before concentrating on my cock, "and now, for my belated lunch," she said, grabbing at my still mostly flaccid cock and raising my floppy shaft, giving her access to my balls, which she didn't waste time in kissing and sucking into her mouth, using her tongue to massage them while she sucked.

It felt incredible. It actually was a shockingly good start, and I was caught by surprise by her efforts, enough so that I was even surprised when I saw myself getting hard, having to clench my hands on the bench's backrest and spread my legs more, trying not to hump her face with my hips to get even more pleasure, she was really incredibly good at this!

Her tongue moved rapidly and relentlessly, she was merciless, and she never stopped sucking on my balls, she even applied pressure with her lips and the slightest brushes with her teeth, making me hard in moments, and before I even knew what was happening, I felt her smooth and soft hand, her slim fingers becoming a claw that gripped me tightly, just tight enough to be pleasurable, and then became a whitish-pink blur as she began to stroke me rapidly.

My voice came out before I could stop it, and soon I didn't even want to stop it, until she let go, and with a resounding pop that nearly rang in my ears, she let my balls out of her mouth, swallowing thickly. "Good size, nice heft, and oh my, I can already tell you're getting filed up. Excited to watch me gulp down all that thick, virile semen you're making for me?" she asked. "Yeah, you want to see me swallow all that nasty, sticky gunk, you want to hear me struggle to push it down my throat," she said, looking at me in the eye, and yeah, I did, she was right, but shit fuck be damned, I think she wants it even harder than I do!

And I'm just willing enough to oblige her! I was nearly entirely hard by now, already standing up on my own without her hand to steady me, but she still aligned me as she raised her head over my crotch.

She opened her mouth wide, forming a circle with her painted lips, and then she took my cock halfway down the back of her throat, she had an incredibly tight throat, a hot, wet mouth, hollowed in cheeks as she sucked, and a piercing gaze that seemed like it could see right through me as she looked up while sucking me off, pulling back until only the tip of my cock was in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the pink tip of my dick as she slurped up all my precum and her own saliva.

I grit my teeth but was unable to stop, voicing out my pleasure with a strained "shit, fuuuuck, that's great!" which she took as encouragement, her right hand grabbing onto the lower half of my cock, her wrist twisting as her hand circled up its way, stimulating my shaft, until her finger and thumb touched her lips, and then she slammed herself down all the way, opening her hand so only the ring made with her finger and her thumb was left touching my cock as she plunged all the way down.

I went all the way in, she took me in fully, deepthroating me all the way down in expert and tremendous fashion, I threw my head back, my jaw hung open, and I groaned out in pleasure as she moved her hand, now both of them were resting on my thighs as she began to bob her head back and forth, long sweeping motions that had me feel her lips dragging all the way to the slightly protuberant frill-like edge of my glans, her tongue would then flick my prickhead, even tease the slit at its tip, and then she'd go back down, taking me into her tight and narrow throat, the muscles spasming and squeezing around me.

The park was soon filled with the sounds of our voices, mine open and clear, hers muffled and incomprehensible, little moans joining the sound of swallowing, slurping and heavy breathing, she was clearly enjoying herself, enjoying me, and fuck me, I was enjoying her throat a great deal myself! 

For a moment I thought of grabbing at her head, but as soon as the thought crossed my head, she tilted her head to look at me, pulling back until once again only the tip of my dick was in her mouth, this time staying there, her right hand holding the base of my cock and cupping my balls, playing with the spit-slick sack that contained them.

Her tongue was going wild, smacking me like my prick owed her money, and her left was furiously stroking my cock, once again her movements were fast, precise and amazing, she really was unwordly, unbelievably good at this, and I was shocked to experience something this overwhelming, just from a blowjob, she was already outperforming almost every woman I've been with... I can't stand it, I'm starting to reach the edge, I can feel my resistance fraying, the instinctive clenching of my muscles, a slight panic setting at the power of the impending orgasm looming over me.

It felt like it might actually be overwhelming, like it might actually be scary, it was difficult to even continue to think, my trains of thought were getting derailed with every slurp, every suck, every swallow, every stroke, every touch..! I could feel it, I could feel my body struggling to contain my release.

"Come on," she said, popping my dick out of her mouth, "don't hold it back, give it to me," she demanded, her eyes focusing on me, "gimme your cum, I want it, I want your thick babymaking juice," she continued, her hands blurring into motion, her mouth opening, her pink, skilled tongue lolling out, she was encouraging me with everything she had and I, I-

"I'm cumming!!" I half shouted, half whispered, mindful of our public setting, arching my back, not quite forcing my hips forward, I didn't need to, her open mouth closed around the head of my dick, and her hand continued to stroke me, applying just a bit more pressure, slowing down her strokes, as if she was milking me like a cow, rather than what she'd been doing before, it felt good, it felt oddly relaxing, and more importantly, the eruption of semen that was blasting its way out of my cock had me relaxed and feeling like a million good things had just happened, the intensity of the orgasm sending aftershocks through my entire body, and it was even prolonged and intensified as she sucked and sucked and sucked some more, dragging every last droplet of white baby batter out of my overworked balls, even making it sting a little, until she let me go.

I almost collapsed on the bench.

She sighed in pleasure, and I could see her throat working, as promised, she was working hard, swallowing as if she had a lump of thick cement in her throat rather than semen, it was wonderful to see and hear.

I panted, hanging my neck a little.

"Wonderful, simply wonderful," she said. "If I took that into my pussy, maybe even I'd get pregnant," she said, chuckling a little, her hand shaking my cock a little, "too bad- oh... oh!" her eyes widened. "How amazing, you're still hard?" she asked. "But you're... yeah, you're not one of those, so..." she hummed. "I guess there are some worthwhile people among the breeders after all, I keep getting surprised every time," she said, standing up and grabbing her blazer, which had fallen on the grass. She also dusted her pants off, knocking off a few loose blades of grass that had gotten attached to it.

I only now realize just how expensive everything she's wearing looks. She's definitely no random person, that much I can say... everything is expertly tailored, she's way too self confident without being smug or overbearing... this woman is definitely no joke.

No one can suck cock like that and be some random nobody.

"Who... who are you?" I asked. Something stank.

"Tsukiko'll take care of that for you," she said, looking at my erection. "You're not quite there yet, but soon," she spoke, for some reason, her words and her voice sent chills down my spine. She never did tell me her name, did she? She probably knew mine...

"This whole thing stinks," I muttered. "Fuck it was worth it for that blowjob though," I said, shaking my shoulders a little. "And what do you mean Tsukiko will handle-"

"Reporting for duty!" Tsukiko's voice came out of nowhere and then suddenly, she was behind me, I hadn't even noticed her! Not that I was even looking around, all my attention was taken up by the remarkable beautiful redhead. "Alright, come on, you did good kid," she said with a wink, throwing me a peace sign, "and clearly you still feel like some more, so why not take a ride on me?"

"Where did you come from? You were here all along!? Why were we talking on the phone instead of in person then!?" I accused.

She did some catty laugh going "Nyehehe!" and doing a cutesy gesture that made me want to smack her more than fuck her. I resisted the urge to cringe at it as well, she was doing wonders to get rid of my boner, just not in the way she meant to!

"Take good care of this one, Tsukiko," the redhead said, while she was redoing her tie. I actually really should learn how to tie a tie, it seems like it might be a handy skill some day if I ever make it big somehow. "And you boy..." she looked at me with a smile. "Keep it up," she said with a nod, "I'll be following your career with great interest."

I snorted. "Yeah, whatever... next time I'll return the favor and make you cum as hard as I just did," I challenged.

"I'll be looking forward to it," she said, turning around, replacing her blazer on her shoulders and waving at me over her shoulder.

"Oi! Your name, you never told me your name!"

"Oh, right. Yeah, you earned it I guess. The name's Yoko," she said, "don't worry, I'll come find you to give you the rematch you want," she said, looking at me over her shoulder with an almost predatory grin. "Work up that stamina and that strength!" she called, before turning around and walking away, down the snakey path.

Tsukiko whistled as we both watched her go. "Pretty impressive, she never gives out her name you know," she said, "most guys only ever get to see her once!" she added.

"What the fuck was this all about?" I asked. "Also, I thought you still weren't in the prefecture, you said you were bringing me gifts!" I accused the brunette, pointing a finger at her.

"There were complications alright!" she said, raising her hands defensively. "... speaking about which, wanna go get dinner? It's pretty late."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, you're paying for yourself though," I warned.

Dinner was... nice. I wound up taking Tsukiko home but, against all odds, we didn't actually wind up fucking, instead, we just relaxed after we each took a shower and spent some time watching TV and playing videogames together, I didn't really feel like sex and she was plenty happy to just relax.