Billionaire Breeding Agency Part 4 (MF)(FF)(MFF)(Breeding)(Pregnancy)(Dom/Sub)

This is the final part of my Billionaire Breeding Agency Book 1. I have truly enjoyed sharing this book with you. I will be starting book 2 as soon as book 1 is published on Amazon and will have the chapters available as early access on my Patreon account.

Chapter 10

Sheila stared down at the pile of paperwork in front of her, unable to focus. Juliette was due any day now, and she needed to be with her daughter. She didn’t have time to worry about Tiffany not getting knocked up. The fertility tests had come back, there was nothing medically wrong with Tiffany, she just hadn’t gotten pregnant yet. Why was this so hard for the Thompsons to understand?

Frustrated, she scooped up the medical reports and added them to Tiffany’s file. Fuck the Thompsons Sheila thought as she slammed the file cabinet shut and locked it. She grabbed her coat and phone and headed for the door. As her fingers touched the knob, her phone rang. Looking down at the display screen, she sighed, Emily Thompson. At least it wasn’t Jared this time.

“Hello, Mrs. Thompson.” Sheila plastered a smile on her face, hoping the false sincerity would translate through the phone lines.

“Good afternoon Darling, how’s Juliette doing? She’s almost due, isn’t she?”

“She’s doing well. I was actually on my way to see her now.”

“Well, I won’t keep you. I just wanted to tell you that I will be signing another three-month contract for Tiffany. My husband is getting so worked up over her not being pregnant, and it isn’t her fault. Sometimes these things just take time.”

Sheila was stunned, Jared had called her five times today wanting an update on the medical results. Now his wife acted like it wasn’t a big deal at all. Sheila shook her head, confused by the antics of the rich.

She ended the call and pocketed her phone. Juliette had been craving Chinese food and McDonald’s fries her entire pregnancy. Sheila intended to bring home both for dinner. Juliette was tired most of the day and didn’t leave the house much anymore. The food would make her feel better.

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“See Tiffany dear, I told you I would handle it. You have nothing to worry about” Emily looked down at the nude woman kneeling on the floor. Tiffany’s tongue had been buried deep in her pussy while she had been on the phone with Sheila.

Emily let out a moan as she leaned further back and spread her legs further apart. It had been nearly three months since she told Tiffany the secret she had kept from her husband for their entire marriage. She came to the younger woman almost daily.

Her husband, Jared, thought that her affection towards Tiffany was because she could provide the baby Emily wanted. She did want Tiffany to be the mother of her child, but the affair that she had with the younger woman was nearly as important. After nearly fifteen years of suppressing her urges, it felt wonderful to indulge.

“We should have Andrew drive us into town for a girls night on the town. Jared is in Milan for the rest of the week. He wanted to take you with him; fortunately, you don’t have a passport, so you got to stay behind with me.

“Better yet, let’s go to the Beverly Hills Hotel and get a spa treatment, then stay the night in their penthouse. We could stay there for a night or two and just be pampered. How does that sound to you?”

Tiffany looked up from between Emily’s legs and smiled. Her mistress always took such good care of her. Emily’s husband loved to dominate her, he thrilled on tying her up and forcing her to orgasm over and over, or teasing her and denying her until she begged for the release. Tiffany loved submitting to his raw power. She loved the feeling of being used. But, most of all, she loved being bred by him.

Every time he emptied his seed into her tight pussy, the sexual thrill that shot through her body made her come. She hated that she hadn’t gotten pregnant, but was certain that in another three months, she would.

Emily was different, where Jared dominated with strength, Emily dominated with affection and gifts. Tiffany loved the attention she received from Jared, but she was devoted to Emily, body, mind, and spirit. After a month of wild sex, Tiffany had admitted to herself that she was in love with Emily.

Every time Jared took her, the thrill of his domination over her was matched with her thrill of being the one who could give Emily the baby she desired. At night, after Jared left her aching and filled with his seed, she would stroke herself, thinking of Emily, hoping that somehow her devotion to the other woman would help her become pregnant.

Emily’s body began to shake, and she laid back fully on the bed, Tiffany’s tongue worked faster, running in tight circles over her lover’s clit, pushing her to the edge. When she came, Emily screamed her pleasure as she pushed the other woman’s face hard between her legs.

When she was able to walk again, Emily lead Tiffany to the shower, they washed each other while kissing and caressing. Emily thought that if she had to wait so many years to fulfill her desires, at least Tiffany was worth the wait.

Dressed in matching sundresses, the two women went to find Andrew. He was the only member of the household who knew of Emily’s secret desires. He had been her chauffeur since her eighteenth birthday and was one of the few people Emily considered a friend. She knew her secrets would be safe with him.

Andrew drove them to the hotel and helped carry in their luggage. Emily surprised him by insisting he stay for dinner with them. After dinner, she brought him up to the suite with them and held out a small video camera.

“Andrew Darling, I know that you know about Tiffany and I. We have decided that we want a video of our time together. I will be traveling for work and will have to be without Tiffany for a week. Would you be a dear and record a little video for us?”

Andrew hesitated, his throat had suddenly gone dry. The thought of seeing both his employer and her lover making love was both thrilling and Terrifying. He had driven Emily for the better part of twenty years, the thought of watching her be pleasured by another woman was powerfully arousing.

There was also Tiffany to consider, it was impossible to not notice how young and fit she was, he had seen her many times at the pool wearing the tiny bikinis that she enjoyed so much. He had to admit he had indulged in a fantasy or two about her.

Andrew took the camera without saying a word. He watched as the women began to undress each other. Dutifully he began to record. Emily led Tiffany to the bed, pushing the younger woman down onto her back and spreading her legs apart. Andrew zoomed in, focusing on Emily’s pink tongue as she began to slowly run it up and down Tiffany’s smooth slit.

As Emily slipped her tongue inside, the younger woman began to whimper with pleasure. Slowly she licked, teasing and letting the pleasure build as she licked and kissed her lover’s slit. Tiffany began to play with her breasts, tugging on her nipples as her whimpers turned to moans of pleasure.

For twenty minutes, Emily kept Tiffany on the edge of climaxing. When Tiffany began to beg, Emily began to lick frantically, sending the other woman into screaming ecstasy. Andrew’s cock strained against his suit jacket as he watched them change positions, Emily now on her back with Tiffany between her legs.

He stared at Tiffany’s smooth pussy, her legs were spread, and he could see the tight little slit glistening invitingly. He tried to focus on the recording, but his eye kept wandering back to that fit body and perfect pussy. He looked up and saw Emily staring at him; she had seen the desire flashing in his eyes.

“Andrew, why don’t you put the camera down and join us. I think Tiffany would enjoy your cock In that tight pussy of her while she continues her work with me.” Tiffany looked up and over her shoulder, smiling warmly as she nodded her approval.

Andrew ended the recording as his shocked brain tried to process what was going on. His fingers seemed to have a mind of their own as they unbuttoned his pants and slid them down. He stepped over to Tiffany, his hands grabbing her firm hips.

He felt the tip of his cock pressing against her wet slit, the heat coming off her was so strong, her body seemed to call to him, begging him to take her. Andrew didn’t have a condom, he would have to make sure he pulled out before he finished.

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