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Breeding My Native Wife [F33/M32] [hotwife] [breeding] [cuckold] [BDSM] [creampie] [impregnation] [interracial] [native] [slow burn] [buildup]

This all kind of started in the mid-2010s. My then girlfriend and I (now married) had been living with each other on and off due to school classes, semester breaks, jobs, etc. She is pansexual and I’m more or less the same. Over the years she has mentioned in passing how hot someone was, both girls and guys. She is a switch and likes to dom but really melts with the master/slave dynamic. She really shines as a feminine submissive slave but only with a eligible master. Secondary to that she really likes the breeding kink and she has at all times been vocal about being filled and bred. A total size queen too, the bigger the better. I am not so much fitting as a master for her we have learned over the years. I have a strong personality but not so much a dominant one in the bedroom. To her disappointment. I found out she had been role playing with several guys to discover a master. Old chats, dick pics, stuff like that.

I started to feel somewhat guilty for not being able to satisfy her needs both by gender and kinks over the years. Lucky for her, I had by this time a secret cuckold fetish. I had been watching cuckold/hotwife porn and it started to become a regular fantasy that grew with intensity. The tension, frustration, jealousy, competition, and risk associated with it were all intense emotions that turned me on more than anything I had experienced before. I was fairly confident and secure in our relationship of several years so I knew we were at little risk for complications. I eventually brought up the idea of her sleeping with other people so she could satisfy her other wants and needs. I expressed how it was crucial to me that she explore her sexuality and that she had my full support as long as she was careful in who she picked.

Initially she became very suspicious and assumed it was a ploy to justify myself being able to hook up with other partners. This couldnt be further from the truth. It was then I opened her up to my cuckold/hotwife fetish. She was confused and surprised and couldnt wrap her head around it. It just didnt make sense to her. How could someone be ok with their partner sleeping with other people and still remain monogamous themselves? After many months of conversations about my thoughts and even the psychology behind it, she started to ease into the idea. I would joke about some hottie she would check out and say stuff like “oh is that your side piece? Lol”. It was fairly innocent for a long time and she would snoop at my porn search history to see if I was really into it (I was). She would go as far as to role play and watch my cock to see how it reacted to her talking about fucking a really hung bull. This went on sporadically for a long time.

Fast forward to 2019. We have our first kid. Then another one in 2020. We had been together about a decade at this point and into our early 30s. We went ahead and got married to tie everything together. Exciting times. She is half-native american and half white and I’m white so our kids didnt get any prominent native american features. We had thrown around conversation about how it would have been really cool to have a dark baby girl since our first 2 were white. She takes her indigenous background seriously and wants to keep the culture and traditions alive. The genes were more or less not anything we could control.

We had discussed adoption at one point but the process can be lengthy and cumbersome. There is also the reality that they dont distribute genetics and may be from a different tribe entirely. The whole point was to have a native baby related to her tribe. So that idea was shelved for the time being.

Fast forward a few months and we decided we really want a third child soon and hope for a girl especially. I knew she wanted a brown skin child matching her heritage and I was already open to the idea of adoption anyway. So instead of trying for a third, I introduced her to the idea of bull breeding and breeding parties.

She had never heard of this. She was surprisingly responsive to the idea, but only if she had a good chance of having a “more melanated baby”. This was a win-win. She would get her dark skin baby, and I would get to fulfill my cuckold fantasy. Another man was gonna impregnate her. I told her how hot I wondered it was, and she was especially excited at how on board I was with it given she was giving birth to another man’s child. We both agreed this is what we wanted.

So then started the planning. We would need to discover some eager bulls. Luck would have it there was a native band playing a concert in our area, which was a great begin to meet some potentials. Natives are notorious for sleeping around amongst themselves so we had a good chance of the guys being open to the idea. We bought tickets to the show and had a great time. I let her and her best friend roam around to flirt and give out her number to the best looking ones while I helped point out some through text.

We had about a dozen guys text her in the following days, all around our age, early 30s. We exchanged some pics to get a feel for what we were working with. Some were wanting to be more casual and others were frankly not packing enough to make it exciting. We narrowed it down to three that were compatible and open to the idea. More than enough to make sure she got pregnant. Watching her flirt and send nudes to her potential bulls was extremely hot and I enjoyed seeing how these other men wanted her so badly. She tried to act reserved, but I could tell she was excited for breeding. Even though I’m an average size, all three of them had bigger cocks than me. All of them over seven inches and girthy. A little intimidating, but my wife wanted to use the opportunity to be stretched out more than she ever was with me. I was a little hurt, but that feeling was overshadowed by the intense arousal picturing her wet pussy being stretched out over and over. Filled with hot cum again and again. Her being a size queen just made me more attracted to her.

After some back and forth, we agreed to a weekend where each bull would have their own time with her while I was in the room watching. The best looking bull, who was 6’2″, muscular with sharp features, and easily 8+ inches wanted to argue that I shouldnt be there and if I wanted to watch he would send me pics and video from his point of view. He said it was better to record video from his point of view to remind me who bred my wife. I didnt want to agree since he was such an asshole about it but he was obviously the best candidate and my wife liked his dominant personality. So we made an exception for him. He would get to have several hours alone with my wife at the hotel. He would be the last with her.

So we set a schedule with some gaps in between so it remained discreet. We would come Friday evening and leave Sunday morning. Plenty of time for the three of them. For the occassion, we went to several sex shops to discover the perfect lingere as well as some toys for the fun. In the end we had an entire travel chest full. Then came the wait. 1 week. Right on schedule for peak ovulation and a high chance of getting pregnant. It might as well have been an eternity. My wife was pretty nervous, especially for the first guy to get the night started.

In the meantime we built up the anticipation by sending snap messages and pics. She of course teased me and kept emphasizing just how hot they were and how big their cocks were. She wanted to heighten my jealousy while also keeping me rock hard. She was starting to really take on the role and grew an aire of sexual authority at this point. She was enjoying knowing she was gonna participate in a sexual experience very few women could, all with the support of her husband.

The night before, my wife wanted help getting ready. She had already went to get a manicure/pedicure. Salon too. She was surprisingly too shy to go have a brazilian wax done, so she asked me for help. I wanted everything to be perfect, so I spent extra time on trimming and shaving her pussy so it was smooth with a cute little heart shape up top. Cute to look at and perfect for the camera.

Friday night came and we set everything up in the room. We made sure to get a corner room for full view of the city from the 18th floor. The view of the skyline and the risk of being seen only enhanced the experience. She looked perfect. Her hair, nails, lingere, scent, and glow of her tan skin.

Number One. He was willing from the begin. Slim create, sharp natural features, and long black hair. He wasted no time and sort of took us off guard. Within 5 minutes he removed his shirt and went in for some kisses. He ended up pouring them a couple strong drinks. He did not know this, but alcohol was my wife’s kryptonite. She flipped a switch after a few drinks and would turn into a complete slut. This ended up being perfect to get the night started.

After a couple drinks, it was starting to really get hot. Some R&B played in the background but I may have been the only one to notice it. They were becoming preoccupied with each other. At first my wife was looking at me, as if for approval. She wanted this but was nervous at the prospect of it not going well. No turning back now. We were both too turned on. I simply nodded and started recording some video. It was difficult to operate the camera when my instinct was to begin stroking to the incredible scene taking place. My hands were shaking and I had to calm myself.

Soon it was if I had disappeared from the room. My wife had turned her full focus to the bull. Her inhibitions had melted away with the alcohol. She normally wasnt interested in giving blowjobs, but his domineering presence and enormous cock demanded it. She became entranced, obviously excited to fuck something bigger than what she had been used to for the last decade. He motioned for her to get on the bed. He lifted her legs as she lay on her back. He noticed the little heart shape above her pussy and slapped it with the head of his cock. She laughed for a moment and was getting more comfortable with his touch. She was so wet he went in easily. She gave a loud moan from his size, but before long was moving in rhythm with his body. Back and forth. Faster.

It felt like this went on forever. The bull was enjoying himself and could have came easily, but I think he was enjoying having the power over another man’s wife. He was keeping himself from cummimg. My wife had already came twice. It seemed he wanted to leave an impression of his ability. Ego maybe or a bit of humiliation on my part. He wanted to show her what she was missing out on. He looked over at me for the first time since he had first arrived, like he was signaling something and then started to pound my wife relentlessly. She finally came a third time and just as she did he tensed up. This was it. He was filling her with his hot seed. My wife’s first time breeding with a bull, let alone a native one.

After dismounting, his hot cum quickly started to flow out of her pussy. It was more than we had imagined. He must have been saving it up since we planned this. This could have done it. How could it have not? Surely she would be pregnant after that big of a load.

Then as quick as he arrived, he got dressed, gave her a kiss, and left. One down. Two to go.

My wife and I spent the extra time after to rundown, but she had been worn out by the first bull. Luckily there was plenty of time to recharge and reflect before the next. She layed out on the bed, completely at ease, and grinned. She knew I was still aching with my own sexual desire, with the fresh images in my mind of what had just happened. She turned to me and grabbed my cock from out of my jeans. It was obvious I had been leaking from being turned on. The front of my boxers were wet with precum. It wouldnt take much to finish. She grabbed me, started stroking, grabbed the camera and played video for me of her breeding session. “Is this what you like, is this what you wanted to see?” I strained from trying to hold back my cum…but she kept going. “Did you like when he made me cum? Does it make you happy to see your wife cum on another man’s cock?” She barely finished her sentence before i came all over myself. Even after I lay in my mess completely drained she made sure to play back the moment the bull came inside her. “Look at all the cum that filled my pussy. Do you think he will be the father?”

I couldnt believe it was real and it was only the first of three.

Number Two. This bull was strikingly attractive but was outwardly nervous. I dont blame him given the circumstances. He was obviously excited though because his thick cock pressed firmly against his jeans before they even touched each other. My wife gave me a smile and attempted to make him more comfortable. They sat down on the sofa by the window. She sat next to him, in pure white lingere and a robe, where they broke the ice talking about the city.

It didnt take long. After resting from the first bull for a while, my wife felt a renewed desire to continue breeding. It was almost an instinctual force taking over. Her body knew what needed to be done. She was already wet and ready to submit. There was no need for alcohol this time. The butterflies were gone. By now the bull had warmed up to her and was massaging her thighs. He was a little more gentle than the first bull and gave her a massage.

Slowly he was beginning to undress her piece by piece. Robe, panties, garter, then her bra. When he took his pants off, he was already hard. Again, he was bigger than me in both length and girth, but my wife was already stretched from before. She had adapted and could take his enormous cock without much struggle. The bull wanted her pressed up against the corner window and was excited about the potential for putting on a show for the people around us. He forcefully arched her back and grabbed her ass, ready to be inside her.

He was careful, but he was becoming more immersed in the moment by now. He pushed himself inside her, slowly then faster with a constant rhythm. Her breasts were facing against the window, swinging around with each thrust. An amazing view for anyone looking at the 18th floor. He wasnt gonna last as long as the first bull, but he was more intense with his movements. He was very vocal. He moaned and grunted as he thrust into her. It wasnt quite midnight, so the other guests likely heard him and my wife’s moans. She got louder and louder, almost like she was announcing to everyone around us of what was happening. She was building an orgasm, while the bull’s thrusts went faster. He was getting close. Just as he started to tense up and fill her, my wife came. He kept going for a moment, draining himself completely inside her, while her legs shook uncontrollably. When he pulled out, her pussy had his cum spread all around it and inside. Her little heart shape above her pussy was now covered in his cum. Fitting. My wife had to lay down almost immediately because it was hard for her to stay standing up. When laying down, I took the opportunity to spread her cheeks and snap some pics of her cum-filled pussy.

Shortly after finishing, the bull got dressed and went on his way. He made sure to write down his number so we didnt lose it. He wanted to definitely see her again. After his performance, he might just get his wish.

By now it was late, and she was exhausted. On the other hand, I was very sexually frustrated. She obviously had no energy left to do more and ended up passing out without even taking a shower. She was still covered in his cum.

While she slept, I went through all the pictures and video. Over two hours of good footage and many pictures. I couldnt help it. I started to stroke myself to the content. The genuine look of ectasy on her face while she was bred by alphas of her same native tribe. I thought what Saturday would be like. The last bull was gonna have her all to himself for several hours. I kept scrolling through the clips and fixated on a picture of her cum-covered pussy. She was like my personal porn star. I quickly blew a load all over my chest and fell asleep beside her.

We woke up fairly early, plenty of time for breakfast and some time to prepare for the last bull. He was due at two in the afternoon. Early. We took a trip to the hotel sauna to freshen up before she met up with him. It did her sore body a lot of good. She was relaxed again. We made sure to have the room cleaned and set up the toys up in case they wanted more to play with.

I had told my wife how I came after she fell asleep, watching her video with her partners. She was actually sort of upset I didnt wait until we looked together. She had packed away my chastity cage just in case, something we had used several times in the past. She held me down and forced the cage on my cock. She immediately locked it and wore the key on her necklace.

“I dont want you playing with yourself while I’m with him. You’re going to wear your cage until I return and I’ll only release you if you are good until I get back.”

Just before two, he messaged my wife to meet in the lobby. That was my queue. I gave her a kiss goodbye and asked her to keep me updated. I was nervous leaving her alone with him but so far the weekend had been amazing and I wanted to see where it ended.

Fast forward 3 hours. Still nothing. I stayed in the area just in case. She could take care of herself but I was starting to worry. Just a few minutes later, I get a message from the bull’s number. It was a picture of my wife in her black corset and fishnets. My favorite. She was laying on the bed beside him. Then I got a text back from her…

“Sorry babe. We wanted to get warmed up in the shower before we started. Btw he is so big, the pictures dont do it justice. It’s going to be a long night. I’ve never had the chance to test my limits on size like I can with him, so I want to take my time.”

I could hardly keep it together. I was trying to be patient but this was different. She was alone with him and would have to trust he was gonna take care of her. After all, he was supposed to be breeding her. He only got a pass to be alone with my wife because he was easily the best choice to breed her. I decided to just relax and go have a few drinks at the bar down the road.

Not long after I sat down for a drink, i received several messages back to back. She was on her knees, giving him head. She could only fit part of his cock in her mouth so she had to use both hands as well, not something she needed to do with me. That was just the begin and my cock was already sarting to swell against the locked cage.

By the time I had a few cocktails, I had gotten more pictures and some video. I noticed my wife was now wearing a leather collar, with the word “SLAVE” stamped into it. I should have known what would happen given his personality. He was toying with her. Making my wife his slave, and she was accepting it. I had to be careful while i watched the video and opened pictures. I was out in public. I sat at a corner booth with my back to the wall. I put an earbud in, and started watching. I could see how she served his commands. So eager to submit herself to him. I was happy she was enjoying it. I was happy he was a match for her as a master. But I was also jealous and sexually frustrated. My cock started to leak while strained against the metal cage. This bull knew what he was doing. He was tapping into her primal submissiveness. I sat in the bar visibly flush in the face and awaiting more messages. By now I was getting drunk just to help calm my nerves.

I continued to receive messages over the course of the next 2 hours. He had her tied up, whipped, gagged, plugged, and filled. He knew his way around all the toys and used many of them on her. I saw some pictures of her ass being red from a whip, for being bad. He was being really rough with her, but I know she liked being a slave and exploring BDSM.

Then I got a video of her cutting the fishnets around her pussy. The bull told her to cut a hole in them so he could begin fucking her. It had already been hours and they were just starting to fuck. She had been stretched from the other bulls the first night, but he was even bigger. My wife the size queen was testing her limits with his almost nine inch cock that looked like it was almost as thick as an energy drink can. She was definitely being stretched beyond anything she had experienced from a cock. I knew she would feel different the next time we fucked. She had to ease into it, but she was already extremely wet from being treated like a slutty sex slave. What went slow at first then sped up. He started to fuck her harder and faster in different positions. Her moans were decidedly submissive and it was clear he was in control. He pinned her to the ground and started slamming into her.

After several clips of them fucking all around the room, he started fucking her and rubbing her clit at the same time. Her eyes rolled back as an orgasm swelled up in her. Just as she was about to cum, she managed to get out a few words between his thrusts. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Youre gonna make me….” Then a enormous stream rose from her pussy, spraying onto the bed, the bull, and herself. He had made her pussy squirt. Something that she had never done for my cock. I had only seen it once before when she used a really big dildo on herself. The bull’s sheer size and girth resulted in another squirting orgasm shortly after that. I was jealous he was the one being covered in her pussy juice and squirt, but it was really hot to watch.

At this point they had been together for over 4 hours. More than either of us probably expected. I then got a single picture of my wife bent over, her back arched and ass up in the air. Her wet pussy shining in the lamp light. Another video comes through. She is bent over, being fucked doggystyle. The thrusts are deeper than before, his whole cock being pushed inside her, hitting her cervix. He was gonna breed her. I hear him ask my wife if she wants his cum and she immediately responds with a loud “YES! Please come in my pussy, Master! Breed me! I want you to fill my fertile pussy! Please Master!” The video cut off there. Then a pause. No message for at least another five minutes. I was starting to freak out….what was happening?!

I only receive one more message. It’s a picture of my wife with her legs spread on the bed. No visible cum. His cum was too deep and her body took it before it could leak out. Her body knew she wanted it. It was done. Just like the previous bulls, he got dressed, gave her a kiss, and went on his way.

My wife returned to me just in time to finish the evening out with some drinks and a rundown. I think it was safe to say that she had been opened up to a new world of breeding. She was too sore for sex and her pussy was swollen, but she wanted to take care of me. She grabbed my cock to check on my cage, and saw I was straining against it, completely swollen. It was torture. She bent down, unlocked the cage from the key on her necklace, and freed me. She spent the next hour edging me to clips of her with the last bull. She finally let me cum, but only to the video of her begging for her Master to fill her. She knew how I would react. She snuck a quick photo of me covered in my own cum. Soon we slept and things returned to ordinary.

Just a few short weeks later, she told me she missed her period. The pregnancy test came back positive and I was not the father. Soon she would begin to show and we would have to tell everyone she was pregnant. In 9 months she was gonna give birth to a brown baby. Just like we wanted. Im not sure if anyone would question the baby, but it would be hard to explain the brown skin.

In the following days, we saved the pictures and video of that weekend to remind us of each other’s kinks and how they crossed paths. My wife also saved the bulls’ numbers, just in case. What started as fulfilling her needs to be bred for her tribe opened her up to new sexual freedom leaving her satisfed and our love for each other even deeper.

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