it started at night, men and women gathered around a bonfire all standing naked, wet and erect respectfully, a night of fertility rituals;
hands on wombs, chanting fertility prayers and spell, painting sexual and fertility symbols on the womb area and around the pussy of the women of that night, preparing for the coming orgy.

I, the shaman of the cult wearing an ceremonial mask, raised my hand, wet from the painting the women, and did a final loud prayer signalling the men to go towards the women and pick one for a round.
The men embrace and choose their mate, some took two and others shared a woman with another man, a night of animalistic breeding began, sounds of moaning and groaning with increasing and decreasing rate, bonfire rages on like the passionate actions of the breeding orgy of that night.

Men pushing their loads deeper into the women they were breeding before pulling out and moving on to the next excited ready-to-breed women of the cult, their howling and screams were so loud it could be mistaken for wild animals also mating. As they continue to breed with one another, the shaman supervised them as breed, aroused and excited himself until a women reaches out to me, already been bred but still eager for more cum to be inside her. I take her and let her ride my cock while holding her hips syncing her frenzied, breeding-crazed pumping with mine.

as the moon travelled the sky as time went on, the bonfire started to die down and the same can be said with the orgy itself, with a few still going while others fall asleep with the ones they bred with recently, the men and women who are still awake still get to satisfy their need to give and take fertilizing seeds with either themselves or even with the sleeping members before they themselves fall asleep as well.

the next day, everything returned to normal living in their village as if nothing out of the ordinary happened, the men and women tending to the fields and livestock a few were a part of the breeding orgy, so were the doctors, store clerks and even a few of the village's school teacher...all having the experience of breeding the night before, some even having spots of paint on their body.

thank you for your time for my story time! this is one of my personal thoughts what a breeding community or even my own idea of a fertility cult may look like. if your interested please reach out to me cause i love the thought of planning this out even more...but to note, this may get cancelled for personal reasons so bear that in mind.
That is all, thank you for your time and may you have a wonderful day/night and even more pleasant breedings in the future~