The house was just as Gavin remembered it. It had a dark wood front porch with a bench swing and flowered pots hanging from the overhang. A bright red front door welcomed him as he knocked on it. Gavin could hear the sounds of the neighborhood around him as he waited for someone to answer the door. Kids were playing down the street, riding their bikes without a care. A loud moan came from inside somewhere the house and he adjusted his dick in his pants, he was excited for the afternoon. Gavin was eager to learn.
The doorknob turned and a very naked Rick filled the doorframe.
"Hey man!" Rick said loudly, pulling the door fully open for Gavin to enter. Gavin couldn't help but smile at Rick's bold personality. He was an intense, full throttle kind of man. They slapped backs in that way men do when they greet a friend and Gavin noticed Rick's still damp dick flopping against his thigh. Who he had just shot his load into was a mystery at the moment as Gavin followed him through the house.
"How are things?" Gavin asked him as they walked down the hallway.
"Fucking fantastic," Rick said, scratching his balls lightly.
"That's great. Amelia's good?"
He nodded and gestured to a room as they passed by, the door wide open to show two naked bodies tangled on the bed.
"See for yourself," Rick said casually and kept walking.
Peeking inside the room, Gavin could see that Amelia was on her hands and knees on the bed. One of her sons, it looked like her youngest, August, plowing his cock into her from behind. Her breasts, saggy from breastfeeding six children, slapped against her stomach in time with August's grunts. Clearly, they had been going at it for some time, Amelia's cunt dripping with at least one other load and their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. Gavin left them alone and found Rick down the hall in the living room, sprawled out on one of the couches, two cold beers resting on the coffee table.
"Thanks," he said, picking one up to take a swig and took a seat in one of the armchairs.
"So you're finally ready to take the plunge," Rick said conversationally and Gavin nodded.
"I've seen the benefits, I've done the research and Marsha's on board. I think it's time," he said firmly, confident in his decision. Rick went to respond, but was interrupted.
"Daddy!?" a girl's voice called out. Meghan, Rick's youngest child, bounced into the room, unconcerned with her father's lack of clothing. It looked like she had just come from school, her uniform slightly wrinkled from the day at school.
"Yes baby girl?" Rick said, pulling her by the waist in between his spread thighs when she got close enough to reach.
"William texted and said he isn't going to be home tonight for dinner," she said, bouncing a little up and down on her feet as her father's hands roamed her ass. Gavin couldn't take his eyes off of Rick's hands squeezing his daughter's cheeks under her skirt.
"Okay thank you," Rick said with a pat on her behind to send her back off to whatever it was she was doing.
"Have you...?" Gavin asked once she left the room.
He shook his head. "Not yet. She's got another few months or so before I start training her and I'm enjoying the build up. She's too eager for it and I like to tease the ones with greedy holes. Besides, I've got enough cunt in the house between my other girls."
And that's exactly why Gavin was here.
Different countries had different customs, different traditions. Most of America had moved into a world where sex was everywhere in everything. Sex was accessible in all areas of life from home to work. Hell, the gas stations in some cities offered a hole to pump while you were at the pump and 'filling up" took on a whole new meaning. There were spas were dedicated to sexual taboos and you could order a fuck buddy through room service at most hotels. Sex hadn't just become normalized, it had been commercialized.
Canada had evolved to a place where sex was out and about in the public as well, but the wilderness that still existed across most of the country kept some of the more primal traditions still in practice. Mating and breeding there was more tribal and animalistic. They ran their country around the idea of a patriarchal society with alpha, beta and omega levels. The states on the border between the two countries were a beautiful mix of old and new beliefs. Some believed that it was their duty to prepare their offspring for the new sexually freed world, while others were more conservative and liked to partake in the debauchery, but not within their own family.
Gavin had been raised to believe that sex within your own family was morally wrong, but after many years of study and soul searching he had come to a different understanding. As a father, it was his duty to make sure his daughters were successful members of society. No longer would he rely on others to help train them for what they would encounter in the real world. This is what brought him to Rick.
Rick had fathered six children with his wife Amelia. Two boys and four girls. Both parents took great pride, and pleasure, in making sure they were sexually mature and ready to embrace the world around them and fulfill their true purpose. The men were to breed and the women were to let them, just like nature intended.
Another groan and loud slap came from the bedroom where Amelia and August were still wildly humping. You could hear the telltale thump of the bed frame against the wall. Gavin chuckled, happy to be surrounded by a progressive, well-balanced family.
"Sounds like Amelia has enough cock on her hands too to not be jealous," Gavin said, tipping his beer in Rick's direction.
"That's for damn sure," Rick laughed. "Those two boys don't let that woman's thighs touch for most of the day!"
"I couldn't help but notice you recently had some fun too," Gavin said, gesturing to his friend's limp cock.
Rick grunted in agreement.
"I gave Penny a load before she went out for the night," Rick said, his thumb picking absently at the label on the beer.
Gavin adjusted his dick again and leaned back.
"That's gotta be the life man," Gavin said in awe.
"Well," Rick said, "that's why you're here isn't it? To learn all about it?"
Gavin nodded. "Tell me what I need to know."
Rick grinned, his smile clearly visible even beneath his thick, shortly cropped beard.
"It's the fucking sweetest pussy you'll ever fuck," he said, raising his bottle in a toast.
Gavin gently clinked his bottle neck to his friend's and motioned for him to continue. Rick leaned in, resting his elbows on his knees.
"When you mate with a woman, your goal is to create a life. A life that, hopefully, will become an ideal combination of you and that woman. In a son, you hope for a cock that's a good size to stretch his mother and with balls full of potent seed to breed. In a daughter, well, her pussy is made to grip her father's cock nice and tight. They're literally genetically designed to be a perfect fuck. Helping them achieve their full potential and fulfill their purpose is a parent's greatest joy. I'm so glad you want to start fucking your girls."
Gavin nodded eagerly in agreement. "The girls see so many of their friends being seeded by their fathers at this age, it's hard to understand why I'm not breeding them myself. I could find a suitable bull, hell - I would just call you over Rick."
Rick nodded and chuckled.
