In a society where fertility is sacred, Lily's wedding night is more than just a celebration of love—it is a duty to her city. As she prepares to be claimed by multiple men, including her husband and his powerful father, Joel, she embraces the intense pleasure and fulfillment that await her at the temple.
Lily stood proudly in the mirror, admiring what she looked like in her exquisite wedding dress. She dreamed of this day for a long time, and it was finally here. She met the man who would be the perfect father for her children, a real stand-up gentleman who made her feel like the most special woman in the world.
The gown was an off-white satin that plunged between her full breasts, ending in a V just above her navel, highlighting her lush, milky breasts that appeared almost translucent. The thin fabric put her erect nipples on full display. She felt like a goddess as she floated down the aisle, all eyes fixed on her body as she said her vows and performed their local customs. Soon it would be her wedding night, the part she was looking forward to the most.
As night fell, her new husband led her to the temple, the center of their city that rose like a jewel out of the surrounding dense houses. Their entire culture centered around the temple and the ceremonies performed inside. While Lily wasn’t new to these ceremonies, this one was different in her regal gown.
They were greeted by the temple virgins, young men and women there to serve those who worshiped and to learn their crafts for when they were older and wed themselves. Lily was led to the center, where a bench covered in soft cushions and pillows was adorned with gold. She never got to be the center before. It was reserved for special occasions, such as a new bride.
Tonight was her turn. She approached the bench from the back and leaned her body over it, cradled by cushions shaped to a woman’s body to make her as comfortable as possible. After she was in place, a heavy board was brought down in a guillotine style to lock her in place. Her knees were put onto stirrups that floated up and down so they could be moved and positioned to the woman’s comfort. And her gown was designed with the fabric split at the back, so when she bent over, it pooled around her waist and exposed her legs and bare pussy that glistened with excitement.
This wasn’t Lily’s first time on a bench. All the women in the city were exposed to them from an early age. One year after they would begin their courses, a woman was brought here for 3 days during her ovulation, and the men would begin to fill them up until seed took hold and the woman would bear fruit.
The city had started out small, too small to defend itself. They needed to grow quickly and be able to produce an army that would defend them in dangerous times. Allowing all the men access to women ensured successful pregnancies, and they multiplied quickly. Soon, tradition and ceremony were built around what became sacred and normal. Lily herself had given birth to her 3rd child only 8 weeks prior. And now she was a wife! Her new husband might be the father of her baby son; they met when she was at the breeding bench a year ago, and he would give her seed often, staying nearby as he fell for this woman. But as was always the case, it was difficult to tell who fathered whom.
Lily’s new husband stood in front of her, watching the line of men form who wanted a chance to seed this new bride in her cascade of satin. While the original idea was that there would always be women available to breed, it soon turned out that the women in the village were often pregnant, and their pregnant bodies were enjoyed by their husbands alone. It became a rare honor and a point of excitement any time a woman was available for public breeding.
Lily came from a very unusual family, however. She was the oldest of 17, while her mother had another on the way. And so far, all 17 of them were girls. This meant an entire crop of new breedable women as they would become eligible. Lily’s father had gained a huge amount of prestige in the community with his clan of girls. Gifts were brought to their house with the hope of gaining an advantageous marriage.
As it turned out, when you breed women for generations to build an army of men, you end up with a lot of men in need of women to warm their beds. Balance was important. And Lily’s family was tipping the scales to make things right. The fact that her mother had another on the way showed herself fertile well into her late 30s.
And Lily was ready to be bred again. She loved feeling pregnant and full, but she also realized that she loved feeling men’s pulsing members unloading into her womb.
Lily stood at the bench as the shoulders of her gown were pulled down, exposing her large breasts to the temple. She then bent herself forward and had her knees placed into the stirrups one by one. The fabric of her gown split from the weight, exposing her naked pussy to all. Her knees were brought up so that she was bent over comfortably as she felt the unmistakable feeling of a thick cock pressing against her pussy. It shoved in in a swift movement, filling her full and stretching her walls. She clamped her pussy down around it, making herself even tighter as it was plunged into her over and over.
And the man who had the pleasure of this new bride was none other than her own father. Whether or not his seed made her was anybody’s guess. But watching his sexy daughter in her bridal gown with bulging breasts pushed his desire for her over the top. He had to breed her. And it didn’t take him long to spill his seed into her, letting out a shout as his balls drained and spurt after spurt filled her up.
Lily's new husband watched in anticipation as his own member grew hard from the erotic scene before him. He stroked himself a few times before bringing it to Lily’s mouth. She eagerly swallowed it, working her lips up and down with enthusiasm as another cock entered her and immediately pounded her with force. He didn't last long, only a few strokes before his cum blasted into her.
It was well into the night when candles burned low that the last man awake finished himself off in the new bride's pussy. Lily dozed off having taken around 50 loads of cum in her overfilled pussy. Her husband had gone home earlier to rest and care for his new children. Mom wouldn't be home for 2 more days while she was being bred.
In the night, a temple virgin came to clean her up. She needed food and water, but also to have her pussy cleaned to prevent any infection. He held a funnel up to her with a tub attached so she could relieve herself and empty any pool of cum into it. After she finished, he took a wet cloth and wiped her down, moving his hands softly over every part of her. He used his thumb to gently rub her sensitive clit, causing her to clamp up and leak more cum out.
The virgin used his mouth to clean out the remaining cum, drawing her lips into his mouth and licking them clean. All the while, his thumb put soft pressure on her clit, pulling her out of a state of sleepiness and into a fully fledged orgasm.
As she came, her body sucked any remaining cum deeper into her womb. The walls of her vagina pulsed uncontrollably around a phantom cock. She let out a yell as the orgasm overtook her causing her tits to spray out milk. She loved all of it.
The next morning, Lily was roused awake by the feel of another rock hard cock entering her well-used pussy. He was thick, moving slowly into her and leaving his cock there, still, letting her adjust to the thickness of him. This morning, he had come with scissors to cut away her wedding gown that was heavy around her waist. The blades moved up her spine, cutting away the satin and leaving her completely naked, attached to the breeding bench. She moaned at the fullness in her pussy, the sudden cool air on her flesh, and the knowledge that today was another day of having cum poured into her by man after man.
This was Lily’s fourth time at the breeding bench. The women in town were given a year after their first cycle to become accustomed to their bodies before the ceremonies began. Her previous three times had resulted in her three pregnancies and three beautiful babies. The last 4 years of her life, she had mostly experienced while being pregnant, and she loved the feeling of life growing inside of her. But she was inexperienced with sex as it was not allowed outside of marriage and outside of their time in the temple. As her body matured, her desire bloomed. And now, as a married woman, she would get to continue having sex regularly even while pregnant.
The man who had woken her this morning was, in fact, her new husband. She knew his 7 inch girth anywhere and she loved the feeling of it pounding at her pussy. Lily came hard as he picked up speed and thrust into her with force that caused him to bump against her cervix. As she clamped down on him, it was enough to send him over the edge. He let out a deep growl as his seed flooded into her.
Her new husband had not arrived alone; he was in tow with his father, a prominent commander in their army and one of the most desired men. Joel was 35, muscular, blond, and the proud father of over 100 children. But officially, he had had only 8 children with his first wife before she died young in childbirth. His second wife wasn't much older than Lily and already had an additional 6. Joel's 10 inches was well received in the community, and his boys were unmistakable in taking after him. His daughters, though, were harder to detect. Lily’s mother had one of them in her womb.
And now it was Lily’s turn with this man. After his son had planted his seed, he moved behind the young woman and rubbed his stiff cock up and down her slit. Lily squirmed against him, begging with her pussy to be penetrated. And he was happy to acquiesce and pushed his member deep into her. This was not the first time they were fucking but she always enjoyed his roughness.
What Lily didn't know was that 18 years prior, he was pouring his seed into her mother at her first ceremony. Her beautiful blond locks had come from him, matching her new husband's. And now his seed was winning the race and penetrating her egg. Lily continued to grind against his impressive member as her orgasm ripped through her. Joel wasn't done, though. He remaind hard and continued his assault on her pussy, grabbing her hips to pull her back hard against him. She felt him right at her cervix and willed him deeper. She loved the pain of it. Joel had a habit of turning women feral.
A crowd had started to form to watch the performance of the golden-haired beauties. They came to worship, and men were eager to add their own seed. After several more loads, Lily’s pussy was full to overflowing. She needed a break, and it was important to let the semen work before she was cleaned up.
This time, a young woman attended to her. The first business was to gently rub her sensitive clit to orgasm, forcing her body to draw the sperm deeper inside as her pussy contracted. The temple virgin was a lovely redhead in a sheer peach gown that showed off her young body, allowing her to adjust to being naked without embarrassment. She learned her craft, perfecting the art of bringing the female body to orgasm. It wouldn't be too long before she would have her first turn at the bench, having her young body impregnated. The display she witnessed between Lily and Joel made her desire him to father her children. At least one, maybe.
Soon she had finished washing Lily and preparing her for the line of men waiting for their turn. And one by one, they deposited their loads throughout the day.
By the end of the third day, Lily's body had hosted hundreds of men. There was no way any woman would not be pregnant after a marathon like that. And that's why this system was developed. Grow their population fast to contribute to their military forces. But it also helped keep morale high. Almost every woman in town was pregnant if they were of bearing age.
Lily's body ached deliciously as she was finally unstrapped from the bench, her limbs trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction. She had lost count of the men who had taken their pleasure from her, but she knew that her womb was well and truly seeded. The temple virgins helped her to her feet, their gentle hands supporting her as she stood on unsteady legs.
"Well done, Lily," one of them whispered, her voice filled with awe and respect. "You have served our city well."
Lily managed a small smile, her body too spent for words. She was led to a nearby chamber, where a warm bath awaited her. The virgins helped her into the tub, their hands gentle as they washed her, rinsing away the evidence of her marathon breeding session. Lily leaned back, her eyes closing as the warm water soothed her aching muscles.
As she soaked, she thought about the life growing inside her. She hoped it was her husband's child, but she knew that it could be any one of the men who had taken her. The thought should have bothered her, but it didn't. She was proud to be a part of something so much bigger than herself, to contribute to the strength and growth of her city.
Her husband joined her in the bath, his strong arms wrapping around her, pulling her close. "You were magnificent, Lily," he murmured, his lips against her ear. "I am a lucky man."
She leaned into him, her body molding to his, finding comfort in his embrace. "And I am a lucky woman," she replied softly.
They stayed like that for a while, their bodies entwined, their breaths syncing. Eventually, her husband spoke, his voice serious. "Lily, I have a request. My father, Joel, has taken a liking to you. He wishes to court you, to be a part of your life as more than just a breeder."
Lily turned to look at him, surprise in her eyes. "He wants to be my lover?"
Her husband nodded. "He does. And I give my blessing. I know that you will be well taken care of, and that our family will benefit from his protection and guidance."
Lily thought about it, remembering the power and passion of Joel's lovemaking. She nodded slowly. "Very well. I accept."
Her husband smiled, his eyes filled with pride and happiness. "Then it is settled. You will be ours, Lily. Ours to love, to protect, and to cherish."
As they left the bath, hand in hand, Lily knew that her life was about to change in ways she had never imagined. But she was ready. Ready to embrace her destiny, to be a part of something greater, and to find her happiness in the process.
That night, as she lay in her husband's arms, she felt a new presence in her bed. Joel slipped in beside her, his large body pressing against her back, his arms wrapping around her and her husband. She felt safe, protected, and desired. And as Joel's hands began to explore her body, she knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be.
As they lay there, the room filled with the scent of their arousal, Joel's hands began to roam her body, his touch firm and possessive. He cupped her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples until they were hard and aching. Her husband's hands joined in, his touch softer, more gentle, but no less eager. She moaned, her body arching into their touches, her mind a whirl of pleasure and desire.
Joel's lips found her neck, his teeth nipping at her sensitive skin, marking her as his. She gasped, her body shivering with excitement. Her husband's lips captured hers, his tongue exploring her mouth, dancing with hers in a passionate duet. She was sandwiched between them, their hard bodies pressing against hers, their erections digging into her flesh, promising her pleasure.
Joel's hands moved lower, his fingers tracing the curves of her body, dipping into the valley of her waist, and then lower still, until they found the heat between her legs. He groaned, his finger sliding into her wetness, his thumb finding her clit and circling it with expert precision. She bucked against his hand, her body begging for more.
Her husband's hands were not idle. He was exploring her body, his touch light and teasing, driving her wild with need. He pinched her nipples, his fingers rolling them between his thumb and forefinger, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She moaned, her body writhing between them, her pleasure building with each touch, each kiss, each caress.
Joel's fingers left her, and she whimpered at the loss. But it was short-lived, as he positioned himself at her entrance, his cock hard and ready. He entered her slowly, inch by inch, filling her, completing her. She moaned, her body stretching to accommodate him, her pleasure spiking as he sheathed himself fully inside her.
Her husband's lips left hers, his mouth trailing down her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin, marking her as his. He moved lower, his lips and tongue tracing a path down her body, his hands pushing her legs further apart to give Joel better access. He settled between her thighs, his breath hot on her skin.
Joel began to move, his hips thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of her, his body pressing against hers. She moaned, her body moving with his, her hips meeting his thrusts, her pleasure building with each stroke. Her husband's lips found her clit, his tongue circling it, his fingers spreading her wide, his mouth devouring her.
The sensation of Joel's cock filling her and her husband's mouth on her clit was almost too much. She cried out, her body tensing, her orgasm building, her pleasure spiraling out of control. Her husband's lips left her clit, and she whimpered at the loss. But then she felt something else, something hard and insistent pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth, and her husband's cock slid in, filling her mouth, his pre-cum salty on her tongue.
She sucked him eagerly, her head bobbing, her lips and tongue working his shaft, her hand reaching up to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm. He groaned, his body tensing, his hips beginning to move, fucking her mouth in time with Joel's thrusts into her pussy.
The dual sensation of being filled, of being used, of being pleasured, was overwhelming. She moaned around her husband's cock, the vibration making him groan, his hips moving faster, his breath coming in short gasps. Joel's thrusts became erratic, his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. He was close, she could feel it. And so was her husband, his cock swelling in her mouth.
And then they were there, their bodies convulsing, their pleasure exploding, their cries of release filling the room. Joel's cock pulsed inside her, his seed spilling into her, filling her, completing her. Her husband's cock swelled, his hot cum spilling down her throat, his body shaking, his pleasure spent.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Joel's cock was still inside her, his body pressing against hers, his lips on her neck, his breath hot on her skin. Her husband rolled onto his back, happy with the pleasure he just gave his new wife.
Lily was complete, her body loved, her mind at peace, her heart full. She was theirs, and they were hers. And as she drifted off to sleep, sandwiched between her lovers, she knew that this was just the beginning of her new life. A life filled with love, with passion, and with purpose.