Authors note:

I first published Spreading Seeds in 2008 and it was poorly self-edited. Since then I have edited it more rigorously and present this revised version in a more compact manner. I hope this new version will please my readers.

JackLuis

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Spreading Seeds

Chapter 1

We rode into the Burney, New Mexico just before sundown on the 15^th of March, 2367 AD, (253 AP).

It was 250 odd years after the "Fist of Allah had smitten the unbelievers". That plague had reduced mankind to one percent of it former billions. The resulting chaos cost the remaining population modern agriculture and as the refineries collapsed, the oil had no way to be converted into motor fuel or fertilizers, so the few stripper wells that still produced ceased to function. Global warming caused a lot of additional casualties but after the first hundred years the climate stabilized again and even thrown back to wood for fuel what little was left of humanity had very little impact on the environment.

The Plague had come out of the Middle-East and began to spread rapidly through the air travel network. So that was shut down, and still the Plague progressed and the highways were shut. Some cities and towns cut their ties with the outside to limit the plague's progress. Major cities had massive die offs and without food imports large cities soon became untenable. In a few places the unaffected populations were able to carry on, but they were raided by starving masses and in five years most of the world was clusters of isolated communities surrounded by farm land. For about the next ten years there was even more contraction of the population. One of the residual effects was a change in the ratio of male to female births. Only about ten percent of babies born were male.

As the normal world order was failing and the governments collapsing, the President had realized that mankind might loose all it's knowledge. He had transferred the reigns of power from the political to the Librarians of the Universities, with the charge to conserve the information in the libraries to serve the survivors, if any.

In Davis, California, home of a major Agricultural and Medical University and sufficiently isolated from the major population centers was able to survive the first few years of the plague; an organized population developed and was able to make it through the wild times that followed. Fortunate to be serviced by two hydroelectric plants, Davis was able to maintain a civilized society and became the capitol of the Northern California Republic.

After 253 years the survivors in Northern California were just reaching out to other parts of the world, Scout Traders had been used for over a hundred years and had reached the hills of northern New Mexico. Here they found a group that had survived by herding goats, growing hemp, corn, beans and squash.

Burney, as I understood it, had evolved from a Pueblo out on a reservation. Apparently little survived of Native culture due to the influx of refugees they had accepted. Their culture was submerged in the Federal administration of the refugee camp that was established, at least according to Chief Mercer who had been here before.

We rode into the village and were greeted with great hospitality. We were the first people from "Outside" that they had seen in 75 years, except for the original scouting party last year. The village supported about 250 people and as usual we found the male population less than ten percent of the female population.

We no doubt caused a sensation when the villagers saw that 60% of us were men. Young men, hard in body and unbathed, after three weeks from Topock Arizona on horse back. The team was made up of thirteen, Chief Scout Grace Mercer and two team leaders, Sue Games and Sarge Thompson, were the Headquarters and then the ten of us, Steve Coe, Raul Mathis, Bob Krenn, June Summers, Bill Roberts, Able Drake, Charlotte Dunbar, Genevieve Sweet, Roger Oster and me, Josh Perkins. I was low man on the totem pole in this crowd.

I had just graduated from Scout School when the opportunity to join the expedition presented itself. I volunteered to take care of the horses on the trip, and the mules, all 80 of them! The training at the Rancho paid off, and I had been nursing mules from Bakersfield to wherever we were now.

Chief Mercer had been here last year and had negotiated the Agreement for Trade. This expedition was to establish a trading post, the second step to normalization, according to the Scout Traders Manual. We would spend a year here then rotate home, or to a new assignment, that's that way it works in the Scout Trader trade.

My Dad had been a Scout Trader, and his father before him, and so on; I was 22 now and on my first assignment. I was tired, dirty, and hungry, but the mules had to be unloaded and cared for. So I was naturally the last to finish up and therefore first to draw overlook on the remuda while the rest of them joined the villagers in a party to celebrate our arrival.

I did my duty, watching the animals in the pasture and kept an eye on the building where we had stored the goods.

I was walking around trying to stay alert when a girl came out of the dark calling softly.

"Yes, Here I am," I answered.

She looked about sixteen and was smiling carrying a bowl and cup. "I brought you something to eat and some water." She said, offering them to me in the Moonlight. I slung my rifle and accepted the cup, "I can't eat until relieved, but thanks anyway."

I drank the water, my first offence, "That was very good, what's your name?"

"Astral," she looked down and then up at me. "Did I hear right that... now that you are here and setting up the Trading Post, that you'll..." she hesitated searching for the right phrase.

"Bring the full vigor of the seed?" I asked, smiling at her.

She looked up and for the first time I saw her face in the moonlight, she smiled and might have blushed but the silvery moonlight didn't reveal it.

"Yes, oh we heard that, but didn't know if it was true."

"Yes ever since the Conditions were signed -over two hundred years ago. We made an agreement. We keep our agreements," I said, quoting the Kiva line.

"When?" she asked eagerly but then dipped her head and said, "I was just asking 'cause, well the girls will all ask me."

"You'll have to ask Chief Mercer that one. After the bath house is built anyway."

"We have the Bath House all built," she said brightly. "Oh, it's wonderful. I helped lay the tile and your Hefe said to have you come there." She pointed off to the left where I saw some dim lights in the windows. She looked down at the bowl. "I better take this back and keep it warm for you." She said with a serious look. She looked up smiled brightly and said "I'll go make sure the water is hot for you so you can bathe when you get relieved"

She was laughing softly as she skipped off in the moonlight.

I relaxed a little and hoped she hadn't poisoned me to raid the stores. The first rule in dealing with strangers is don't trust them too much. A lot of scouts had proven that a good rule over the years, yet I had drunk her water. I was sure to go to hell for that one, I figured.

After another moonlit hour Sue Games came out and relieved me. She was dressed in a clean uniform, always the Team Leader; she was about 35 and her body was hard as nails. We passed the post and I told her about my transgressing with Astral. She laughed, "Go get cleaned up and eat, these folks are OK. If Steve and Raule are still in the Bath house tell them that they have the mid watch will you? I didn't want to disturb them."

"Sure" I said and made my way out of the pasture to the light of the buildings.

Astral met me as I approached an open doorway, "I saved you some warm stew and heated the water. " She said laughing.

"Thank You Astral,"

We entered the Bathhouse, I found it had red tile floors, and two corners of the entry had fireplaces, each with a small but steady fire. A draped arch apparently led to the baths. A guitar was being played in the bath, and voices, some of whom I recognized, drifted through the drapes, oil lamps provided a thin light. After the high mountain air outside, it was hot in the entry way, Astral closed the door and said, "Do you want to eat now, or bathe?"

I looked around; At least five scouts had their clothes hanging on hooks that lined one wall. "I'll bathe first, I think," I hung my field coat on an empty hook.

Astral came over to help me, calling loudly, "Maria come help me."

A woman about twenty-eight years old or so came out wearing only a short robe. She saw that Astral was bent over my leg tugging on my boot, her rear end inches from my face.

"Astral! What are you doing?" Maria came over and slapped her playfully on the shoulder, "You go get him some stew and leave him to me."

Astral pouted a little but left the entry hall.

I finished taking off my boot before I got a good look at Maria. She was short and a little stout but had a nice face, lending to Hispanic, her skin was smooth and dark but paler on her legs which had little hair above the knee. She stood before me and asked, 'What's your name?"

"Josh, Josh Perkins. What's yours?"

"Maria Bitterwater, here let me help you," she threw her leg over mine and pulled off my other boot. Again her rear end was almost at my nose and I couldn't help but notice that her robe failed to cover her ass as she bent over. She had nothing under it and was neatly trimmed. She stood and turned, "There can I help you with those pants, or shirt first?"

She reached to unbutton my shirt but I drew back, thinking how dirty I was, "How did you get the name Bitterwater?" I unbuttoned my uniform, and her nose turned up a little as I took off the wool shirt that I had worn for the last two weeks.

"Sorry," I said. "We moved too quick trying to get here for the Ceremony to take time for a bath, and I wanted to save my last uniform for when we arrived."

"I understand." She said, as she kept the offensive garment at arms length. "My Nth-grandmother was Bitterwater Clan, so we kept the name," she took a pouch from the hook, emptied the shirt pockets into the pouch, and handed it to me. "Take out what you don't want washed, and put it in this. I'll go get you a robe." She turned and left me alone.

I sat down, took off my socks, and put them with the shirt; I emptied my trouser pockets into the pouch, and took my belt out of the belt loops.

Maria returned with a robe of dark red wool, and my saddle bags. "Your friends brought these for you," she handed me the bags. "You can bring them with you but leave the clothes you want washed on the bench. If it doesn't rain Astral will have them for you tomorrow night. Come in when you're ready and I'll dip for you." She turned and went through the drapes into the Baths.

I stripped the rest of the way and put on the robe. I put the pouch in my saddle bag, and got out the soap I had saved for this occasion. I went through the drapes and found Steve and Raule, surrounded by mostly robed women.

"Josh you're almost too late, only one left," Raule called out. Steve laughed and lay back on the cushions that covered the pedestal in the center of the room. A chandelier hung above it and but gave off little light, even though it had at least 20 candles on it, only a few were lit.

Astral came out of the back of the room carrying a steaming bowl, and looked at me hopefully. I waved to her, and put my bags along side Steve and Raule's, "Not yet," I said.

Maria got down off the pedestal, took me by the hand to the rear of the room, took my robe and hung it with hers on the wall. "Set on the stool and I'll dip." A low stool was on duck boards next to the wall. I took my soap and sat down.

Maria mixed hot and cold water into a bucket and brought it for me to test. I nodded and she raised it and poured warm water over my head and back. It felt wonderful. She mixed another bucket and poured it over my face and down my front, smiling and said, "I have soap for your hair."

While I soaped down my body she mixed more water and brought it and the shampoo. Her hands were firm as she washed the dirt, sweat and dust out of my hair, the first couple of rinses looking more like mud than water.

I soaped my face and she poured water over me to rinse my face and hair. It felt wonderful after all those weeks to finally get completely clean again.

While I washed and Maria poured, one of the women played guitar flamenco style and once in a while the women joined in singing. I noticed their language was oddly accented, and some words had no meaning for me.

Sarge Thompson came into the room from one of curtained alcoves that ringed the room. "Perkins! Just in time,"

Sarge, my team leader was about 45 and was a leader of our Kiva. "You had anything to eat son?"

I wiped water off my face, "Not yet Sarge, I wanted to get rid of the trail dust first. Oh! Games said to remind Steve and Raule that they were expected to relieve her for the mid watch."

Steve rolled over and groaned, he had obviously over extended, and I know he was as tired as I.

"Go on, get some sleep Steve. You've got two hours before you're on," Sarge said

Both he and Raule got off the pedestal, one of the women got up with them saying, "I'll just get some blankets." then hurried back through the rear of the room.

By now Maria had a good second lather worked up in my hair and the shampoo tingled my scalp a little. Her hands were firm, thorough, and felt very good. I held my nose as Maria poured water on my face and I put my head back to rinse my hair yet again. Dirt that had been in my hair since the dust storm in the Painted Desert sluiced over the duck boards, and out the drainage beneath.

Sarge settled down on the cushions and took a cup from one of the smiling women. "Thank you gentle lady," he said and watched as Maria finished rinsing me off. "Have Maria give you a shave Perkins, she's a deft hand with a razor."

So weeks of beard and trail grime were expunged, and I joined Sarge on the cushioned pedestal. It was warmer up there, the cushions were soft, and I almost fell asleep before Astral showed up with a large bowl of goat stew. Lots of vegetables, and some beans around the edges, but very nicely done and filling. Astral provided tortillas, brought a jug of water, and cup.

"So what's the Drill, Sarge?" I asked between spoonfuls of stew.

Sarge leaned back on a sturdy brown breast, and smiled, "Son we are finally here, Mercer is happy, so I'm happy. The girls are on duty, they went with Sue to keep watch on the stores till mid-watch, then me and the twins have to relieve them. Roy and Bob are asleep, and will help you relieve us in the morning. We'll start building corrals in the morning. You just have to make sure I'm awake in an hour, then you can get some sleep, or perhaps some recreation, Eh?" Maria had put her robe back on, and joined me on the pedestal.

I smiled at her and touched her cheek, "Thank you for the shave. I haven't been this smooth for weeks."

She smiled back and pressed my fingertips softly to her cheek, "Perhaps you can pay me back?"

"Not for an hour, or so I'm afraid."

"Well eat hearty and rest, you've come a long way.".

Sarge got up," If they offer you a smoke don't accept Perkins. The stuff they have here will ruin you for corral building." Sarge took his bags, found an empty alcove, and went to bed. Most of the women faded through the front door then, the girl playing the guitar stopped, and joined us on the pedestal.

""You play very well," I tried to get a look at her in the dim light.

Astral joined us bringing a plate with fried bread and honey, "That's Reba, my younger sister." Reba snuck a glance up at me, and giggled into her hand. She was perhaps 15, just filling out as a woman. I smiled at her.

"Here try my poyos," Astral interjected handing me a slice of poyo dripping with honey. She held her hand under the dripping poyo catching the honey in her palm. I took the poyo with my mouth then licked her fingers, I took the other hand and licked up the honey she had caught, all the time looking into her eyes. I could see my tongue had touched off a little flame as she kept her hand out long after I had stopped licking.

I took the last spoonful of stew and finished up the last tortilla, Maria offered me a napkin of fine cloth to wipe my hands and mouth. One of the trades offered was fine hemp fiber spun into smooth cloth, I felt the smooth texture of the cloth on my lips and figured it was a good trade.

Maria took my bowl, and spoon, and handed it to Reba, "Reba put this in the kitchen on your way to bed dear, we have to cut poles tomorrow and you'll need your rest."

Reba's face fell, but she took the bowl and kissed Astral goodnight. I reached out and took her hand thinking I would kiss it and thank her for the music, but when I took her hand she lunged, kissed me full on the lips, and then fled.

Maria shook her head, she said something I didn't hear but Astral responded sharply, and left the pedestal, Maria just laughed.

I lay back on the cushions and was almost asleep when I felt a hand on my thigh. I looked up and saw it was Maria who was massaging my leg, smiling. After a short while Astral had changed into a robe, and was now tentatively massaging my other leg.

I sat up not sure how long my Kiva training could last. "Ladies, Ladies," I took their hands in mine and brought them to my lips, "We must remember that worshiping the Goddess takes a lot out of a man, and I have ridden over a 100 'clicks since before sunup. I appreciate your estimate of my stamina, but there are the Rules of my Kiva to be observed."

Maria stroked my cheek, "I'll trade you the shave?" She smiled; it was a good smile, honest and hopeful.

"Done,' I took her hand and kissed it, "many thanks for the bath as well."

She reached across and kissed me, both hands in my damp hair. She was a strong woman but, she made no resistance when I broke the kiss by nipping her lips with my teeth, just lightly as was recommended in the Kiva Manual.

"Now Astral," I said, after Maria had finally seated herself beside me.

"The stew and water?" she asked hopefully.

I shook my head, "No, how old are you? You must be 18 to consent to the ceremony, and..."

"I am, I am in the old ways. I'm 18 last January," She interjected.

I smiled at her and thought to myself, "An eager virgin, shit we'll never get any sleep tonight old son."

"Well in the new ways, you're not Bahia until after moonrise tomorrow." As Maria started to lift Astral off the cushions.

Then an explosion of Spanglish and shoving occurred. I made out a Vamoose, and something about an Old Cow, but honestly I didn't really pay attention. I just reached over and pinched both of them by a nipple, "Ladies! Ladies!" The strength of my grip on the tender flesh I pinched calmed them down, they both looked down as I released my first pressure.

"We need to be civilized ladies, I have to decide, and apply the rules of my Kiva. Do you know what that means?" I waited.

Maria spoke first, "The woman told us of your Kiva, how you always do it the same way."

"Do you know why? We took an oath to Worship the Goddess in all women. Each of you is unique. Each has to be addressed with the respect due a Goddess, and her individual needs. My Kiva taught me that it is a great privilege to rebuild our species, and that can only be honored by respecting the Goddess in each of you."

Neither had been proclaimed Goddesses before so they both were smiling. I pressed on, "Come, sit, and we can discuss it. I need some rest until the midwatch."

We sat and talked of the Kiva rules; first a trade must occur between the parties, then the man washes the woman with soap, the union can then be consummated, and, hopefully, a new life will be generated to continue the species a little longer. It had been the policy in all but the Kiva House of Giving in Davis, where the rules were different, but I didn't mention that.
As for Astral's age, it appeared that she was not "Bahia" until after the ceremony at moonrise tomorrow, so I only had Maria to face tonight.

We conversed, mostly talking about the Kiva rules and what it was like in Davis. It kept me awake, the sight of Astral's glee, and Maria's impatient enthusiasm. Maria had let her left breast slip out of her robe and she seemed to wave it about a good deal in her animated conversation, but I just enjoyed their company and the view of friendly women.

I stepped outside to check the Moon time and take a leak; the air was crisp and chilling due to the short robe. I went back in and called for Sarge, I heard his voice but the candles had waned, and it was pretty dark. Maria was fluffing up the cushions in one of the alcoves, and Astral was tending the fire in one of the corners. I knew if I lay down I'd never get up, so I went up behind Maria, grasped her firm buttocks as she was bent over adjusting the blankets, and pressed myself against her.

She was startled; she stood up, turned, and kissed me, reaching up to grab my hair. I'd gone too far too soon! I pressed her breasts and slowly got her off me. "Now we can Worship the Goddess," I said, as she settled down.

Sarge came out, dressed, put his saddle bags near the door, and then searched through the alcoves to find Steve and Raule. They got up and dressed in the dim light, packed their bags, and put them with Sarge's. In five minutes they were ready to go. They drank some water, then left to relieve the girls.

I took Maria by the hand to the duck boards, and moved the stool out of the way; I took her robe, hanging it up with mine. I got the water mixed so it was very warm, and took the dipper with me to where Maria stood naked. In truth the light was very dim, and that actually helps, sometimes you have to imagine she is every woman you've ever touched. Maria was only plain, a little fat, but her skin was smooth and not too hairy.

I began by pouring water from the dipper on the back of her neck while she held her hair out of the way. I soaped her shoulders and upper back massaging the tension out of her, then down to her firm butt, which I washed thoroughly, sliding my hand between her large globes, and softly brushing her anus. She shivered when I goosed her lightly with my fingertips. When I reached for the dipper to rinse her back, Astral came up with a candle, put it in a sconce on the wall, and then she stepped back and watched.

I rinsed Maria's back and made her bend over with her hands on her knees so I could pour warm water down the cleft of her buttocks, working the soap off with my hand, feeling for bumps and pustules that would mean she had any of a number of dreadful diseases. I was pleased to find that she was smooth, soft, and very lubricated.

"Why do you do that?" Astral asked from the shadows.

"Well, it's about germs, you know what they are?"

"Yes, those are the things that cause disease."

"Right," I dried Maria's back so she could put her hair down,

"Well, we want to make sure that nothing interferes with the impregnation, being clean, and freshly washed, helps."

"Impreg what son?' Astral asked.

"A baby, washing helps having a baby," Maria said. "Now stop asking questions."

I poured water on Maria's legs from the front and began soaping up her legs. Working from her ankles up, I felt for ticks, fleas, and lice, and found none, I was happy at that.

I then moved up and poured water over her breasts stroking each nipple, and cupping each breast. Her left nipple reacted and got very hard, her smile more predatory. I changed hands, and breasts, to give each of them equal time, then put down the dipper, got out the soap, and massaged her breasts, under her arms, worked down to her belly then back to her breasts. There was 30 centimeters difference in our heights, so I leaned down to kiss her, she grabbed me by the hair, and this time I didn't end it. I slipped one hand down to her crotch and began to soap her nested Venus. That was just what she wanted, she charged my hand with her hips, and groaned in my mouth. I let this go on for a while until Astral piped up again.

"Why are you groaning like that Maria? This is supposed to be fun."

Maria stopped ramming my hand, released my hair and let me stand up. She took my hand and rubbed it up and down her wet soapy snatch, saying breathlessly, "Ok let's see you take that without groaning."

Astral tossed off her robe and got on the duck boards but I just made Maria lean her shoulders on the wall and spread her legs so I could rinse the remaining soap off her breasts and crotch. "Go get me some warmer water Astral," I handed her the bucket.

While she was diverted, I whispered in Maria's ear, "We are still not completed, but let your lust simmer, and watch Astral's face."

Astral came back with the water, which was now almost too hot.

I poured the dipper over Marias breasts, and belly, rubbing her nest, and stroking her thighs. I used up about half the bucket making sure to get all the soap off her. I knelt between her legs and whispered the invocation of the Goddess into her clitoris, using my lips and tongue to tease it out of its lair. Maria almost climaxed then and there. I stood her up and kissed her. "Here Astral get the towels and help me dry her," I ordered.

We dried Maria, who in the dark I was beginning to get a little attached to. Once she had on her robe she took the stool and sat down holding a candle low beneath her face. In the gloom of the now almost dark room in the dark robe her face was lit up like the moon.

Astral was taller than Maria, and thinner, but her breasts were slightly fuller, and her bush, thick and black, came up to her hip bones. I smiled at her and maneuvered her so she faced the wall with her hands on her knees. Her hair was short so I didn't worry about getting it wet. I began to pour warm water down her backbone, then I pushed her ass in a little so the stream would trail between her cheeks. I poured a couple of dippers down her back and then soaped up her shoulders while she held her hair up. I turned her so Maria could see her face.

I spoke softly into her ear, "Now the back rub helps us get to know each other a little bit and is very relaxing isn't it?" My hands slipped down to her ass and I soaped each cheek working from the outside in to feel down to her pussy, rubbing and feeling for danger. I rinsed off her back, and put her hands on her knees while I soaped up her hind end again. I worked down the back of her thighs, then back up between them, being careful with my probing as there could be no penetration until tomorrow night, but I was able to confirm that she had been playing trombone for a while. She wasn't real tight, and her lips felt fully developed. In the dark it was hard to tell, but she was smooth in all the right places.

Astral hadn't made a sound all this time, so I slid my hand down and stroked her clit from behind for a while. I looked around at her face and she was obviously affected by my efforts, but resisting making a sound. I stroked her a little faster and added a wiggle to my fingers as they passed over her enlarging clit, her hips jerked, and she moved to assist the motion.

"You'll be moaning soon Astral." Maria said with a laugh. I noticed Maria's hand was stuffed between her legs under her robe, moving gently. I had been afraid that all the work up with her would have to be restarted, but she was obviously keeping herself primed.

I stopped the motion, grasped Astral's entire labia, and squeezed rhythmically. She jerked and bucked a little, but kept her eyes closed, and her mouth pursed shut. I rinsed her well and rubbed all the soap off. Then I stood her up, poured water over her chest, and her eyes sprang open, I leaned down and kissed her, "Feel good?" I asked.

Astral smiled and nodded, then pushed her breasts against my chest impatiently. The light was low and shadows sharp. The light from Maria's candle was blocked by my shoulder, so I couldn't really see Astral's face, and I ended up kissing her nose.

I took up the soap, and soaped up Astral's breasts, squeezing her nipples, and generally feeling her up. I was sure I could make her climax without penetration, which satisfied the Goddess, and the law, so I figured I could get to sleep in an hour or so.

I slipped my hand down to her bush, and began to massage her clit, and her breast, at the same time, her eyes closed, and her lips got tight as she tried to keep from moaning. Her clit was now very erect, a hard nub extended from her hood, I touched it very lightly, running my whole finger over it as I reached down to stroke the opening of her vagina, my finger not really pressing too hard. After a couple of minutes she was squirming, and jerking, but not making a sound, aside from heavy breathing.

Maria made a soft noise and I looked at her. She was staring bug eyed at Astral's slit where my finger slipped in and out of her thick bush. Maria's legs were open, and her hand was stroking her pussy in rhythm with mine. As I slowed down, she slowed down, as I sped up, she sped up. I played a pantomime with her for a while, and then slid my hands up to grasp both of Astral's breasts. Maria slowed her rubbing, but kept her fingers between her legs.

Astral's mouth was open, she was breathing deeply now that I had eased up on her clit, I kissed her on the forehead and began to dip water over her breasts and belly. Her eyes finally opened, "Oh my Josh, that was almost like being a goddess."

"Yes, you should feel like a goddess. You have the gift of life and breasts to nurture new life. You should feel proud of being a Goddess." I took my hand, and worked her bush, pouring water on her to get rid of the soap. "Lean back against the wall." I said gently.

Astral leaned against the wall, and spread her legs, I poured water on her, stroked her bush to get the soap out of it, and spread the hair away from her clit. Her clit was still erect so I rubbed it, slowly pouring warm water on it, then I knelt and licked it softly. That got to her, she grabbed my head and pulled me to her, I sucked hard on her clit and ran my tongue over it. She moaned and bucked as my finger was stroking her labia while my lips sucked her clit. I felt her spasm and stiffen, and she became vocal at last, though "Ahh Ahh Ahh," was all she could say, I licked faster, and faster, as she climaxed.

Finally her hands relaxed and fell away from my head, I kissed her clit one more time, and stood up, I held her as she collapsed into my arms. I hadn't looked at Maria for a while since my face was in Astral's bush, so I held Astral to my chest, and turned to see what Maria was doing. She sat stock still as if petrified, slowly her hand came away from her crotch, and she began to breathe. I kissed Astral and reached for a towel to dry her.

"Oh Josh," Astral said, as I helped her into the robe, she turned and pressed herself against me, the robe still open, our flesh touched, and bang, I was erect. Astral backed away looked down and then took my penis in her hand and squeezed it. I just smiled at her. She let go of me slowly, her smooth fingers slipping off the tip. It felt good but she was verboten until tomorrow night, and Maria was waiting. I closed her robe, and kissed her, "Now go off to bed my sweet, tomorrow we can consummate," I turned to Maria.

Astral kissed me, then Maria, in truth she kissed Maria longer than me, and then she made her way out of the room, taking most of the illumination with her. I reached out, dried myself off with a towel, put on my robe, and then put my arm around Maria as we made our way to the alcove.

As we took off our robes, and settled down Maria laughed, "I knew when you licked her she would moan, she always does."

"What about you? Would you moan if I licked you?"

Maria blew out the candle and flipped over on her back, "Let's see!"

Of course, now it was completely dark only the sense of touch was operable, so I found my way into Maria's crotch and licked her for a while. She moaned like the wind in the tall pines.

I turned over on my back and lifted her up on to my lap. "Now I've been up since before sunrise and can't go more than one time so be gentle." She slipped the tip of my dick into her and began to work her lubrication over it, sliding deeper, then almost out. Then she started a steady rhythm, and I relaxed waiting for her to climax, running the mantra of the Long Pole Kiva through my mind, "Don't Cum, Don't Cum Don't cum," or words to that effect.

Maria climaxed but didn't stop, and rocked me to sleep.

I woke up when she pinched my nipples. "Aren't you going to make me a baby?"

She was still coupled, and I was still pretty hard, so I flipped her over on her back, pulled her knees up and out, and plowed her furrow good and hard. I let go of the mantra and tried to climax, thinking of Astral's sweet little pussy, and Charlotte Jenkins back in Davis.

My memories of Charlotte always worked. She had the softest breasts, and smoothest pussy. She always smelled of freesia. Maria was too short to kiss, so I put my face in the cushions and thought of Charlotte. Maria moaned into my chest, rocked her hips, and in less than a minute I climaxed. That was it, I hit the wall then. I collapsed onto Maria for a minute then pulled out slowly, keeping her hips elevated. I found a cushion to put under her hips, got her situated with her hips up in the air, and her arms around her legs.

"Stay like that for awhile, we don't want my sperm to leak out just yet."

I found the blankets and pulled them up over her. I lay myself down and kissed her softly, squeezing her breast until I fell asleep.

Chapter 2--The First Day

Dawn had already broken when I was awakened by Reba's tentative poking, I turned over, and she said gravely, "El Hefi wants you in twenty minutes." She pulled back the alcove drapes, and stood there smiling and looking for a long instant until Astral called her away.

I got dressed in my clean uniform and fresh socks, my boots had been cleaned, and were left in the entry way. My field coat had been brushed, and my hat too. Astral came out and handed me a cup, and a plate of fried something or other, I was still lost on exotic food. It turned out they were cornmeal around meat, beans, and chili peppers. The cup had hot tea of some kind with honey. I put on my boots, and ate breakfast on the bench.

I put on my coat and hat, put my saddle bags over my shoulder, picked up my carbine, and walked outside. The sun was up full when I went looking for Bob and Roy, I ran into Charlotte and June walking down to the Trading Post. I got into step with them and listened to June telling Charlotte, "Well then she said I could feel her pussy anytime but...," she stopped when she realized I was there. "Where did you come from Josh?"

Now June was in her thirties and long over girlishness but when she was with Charlotte, she was different. Charlotte was 24 and serious about the Corps, Tall, strong, and serious, but she was not above girlishness.

"Oh I spent the night in the Bath house," I said.

"Of course you did," Charlotte said with sarcasm dripping off her chin. "No doubt you worshiped the Goddess before falling asleep."

June raised her hands between us, "Now Charl, Josh was sent to do a job just like we were, his is just different."

Charlotte nodded, "I understand but he doesn't have take so much pleasure in it."

"You're just jealous," I said, "You got to eat dinner, take a bath, and got to sleep at a decent hour, we poor patriarchs had to worship what ever goddess you picked for us out of the applicants. Pleasure and duty may intertwine, but duty is always first in my mind," I grinned at her, and June laughed.

Our discussion ended as we entered the Trading Post. It was like most of the newer Buildings in town, beehive shaped, and buttressed. One of their saving graces was the ability of Burney to keep alive their cement plant, they had developed a variation of the geodesic dome using cast concrete reinforced with hemp fiber. They generally lay over a stucco coat, with their dome shape, and central roof vents, they were excellent shelters, if a little dark.

Chief Mercer and Sue were looking over an inevitable list, Sarge was starting to unpack the mule loads, and I saw he had Matt, Raule, Bob and Roy in the back, I didn't see Able or Ginny. I walked over to Sarge, and the girls migrated to Sue's elbow.

Sarge was digging out the dining wear, 150 stainless steel mess trays we had found in the remains of an Army base in Arizona. I helped him put the trays on the shelving as we discussed the day, "Mercer said that the villagers had poles to cut, but with the Ceremony tonight corral building's out. They'll put out a herd guard and will watch the mules so we can unpack and start making some trades. You get enough to eat then?"

"Well enough, what were those things anyway?"

"What?" Sarge asked. He stopped what he was doing, "What was it you ate?" I told him about the fried cornmeal things and the tea.

He looked at me in the eye and pushed me a little, testing if I'd tip over, I guess, "Well might not mean anything but let me know if you feel weird."

"Now you are fuckin' with me Sarge, aren't you?" I laughed tentatively.

"No," he said with a straight face, "These people have a very strange culture, but I doubt that you're in danger of puking, from the look of you. "

"What did you all eat this morning?" I asked.

"Cornmeal mush with goat's milk and honey, served with cold spring water. That is why I started with the cooking gear. We need to get our own mess started. These people use a central kitchen for everyone and rotate the cooks. I'd rather eat my own cooking."

"Astral gave me breakfast at the Bath house, where is the mess hall?"

"Was Astral the little one you were playing with last night?"

When I nodded he smiled. "Oh that's the plot then. She had to wait until tonight, so she's feeding you to fatten you up for the slaughter."

"Slaughter? Nobody said anything about slaughtering!"

"Just a phrase. She got so excited when Raule unrolled that tool of his; she ran back into the kitchen, I didn't see her until you showed up."

Raul was known as "Raul the Tool" because of the size of his dick. Sarge had told me that Mercer had specifically asked for him to come along on this trip, Sarge told me that she always had a preference for heavy equipment.

We worked unloading the mule packs, checking inventory for a couple of hours before Chief Mercer called a break, and Sarge passed out some jerky. All of us sat down while Mercer, and Ginny Miller, briefed us on the situation.

Chief Mercer was about 45, with dark hair; she generally listened instead of talked. Except for her face, which was a little weather beaten, she was the perfect babe, tall and muscular with a tendency to ride hard.

"Ladies and gents, we are in good shape. Except for the corrals everything is ready for us, which surprised me; Ginny has been talking with the Elders here and has some backup information, so I'll pass it along to her."

Ginny was our Cultural Affairs leader, she would act as accountant for the Trading post, as well as Historian. She was the one who had stayed behind after Mercer had negotiated the trade agreement last year, so I listened to her carefully. Ginny was small and motherly. About 40 years old, she had been in the Corps for a long time, and had spent a lot of time in the field, taking the time to have only two children. She was wiry and tough; a redhead with freckles, and her hair was longer than usual, almost to her shoulders.

"Welcome to Burney. The people here have a Class Three culture, but with the remnants of electricity and good plumbing. They have a small coal mine, but use wood, and bio-gas, for heat. You will find they've extensive water canals, and farm about 170 hectares. They take the water very seriously here. Hemp, Corn, Beans, and squash are the staples, which, along with goats, sheep, wild game, chickens, and ducks will make up our diet. Hemp linen will be our major trade item, but wool rugs, and blankets, will also be offered.
"I agreed to pass on our medicine and health care to everyone, so today at noon the medical staff will hold a sick call in the bath house. Make sure of your diagnosis, and conserve our supplies. While I was waiting for you I found that they think most of our medicines are for fertility, so be prepared to see a lot of prospective mothers for a while. I tried to give you men a chance to rest last night, but the elders wanted to make sure we wouldn't hold back the semen to pressure them for better prices. "I've set up a tracking chart of menstrual cycles from last winter, so we will know who is eligible for impregnation. You men will have to adhere to strict control for a few weeks, no quickies behind the wood shed, OK?" She looked at Sarge who nodded and grinned.

"Tonight we will have a Ceremony for the "Bahia", what they call their girls that will become women tonight; since it is part of their moon calendar I wasn't able to postpone it. Now there will be twelve Bahia in the bath house tonight, so we will need every man on duty. Sue and the med team will check them out after sick call, and will give Sarge the roster. They tried to get twenty-three into the bath house tonight but I disqualified some of them to prevent overload. Tomorrow night we convert to a normal rotation two of you on, and four off.

"Now as far as security is concerned, The Post will be locked; I don't expect we'll see any pilferage as these people consider theft a capital crime, except for men. They will watch the remuda, I picked out ten of their girls to ride herd, and they are all eager recruits. I promised them that as soon as they were Bahia, they would be in front of the line at the bath house."

Sarge interrupted, "Ginny, what about their men? Do they have a Kiva, or anything close to it?"

Ginny nodded, "They have twenty men, but only twelve are fertile. Six of them are too old, and two are just kids. They keep them closely guarded, and before we came, they practiced a form of artificial insemination. The men masturbate into a bowl, then they inseminate several women, it worked less than a third of the time."

Sarge and the rest of us men shivered, AI was uncivilized, imagine cumming into to a cup, never even seeing a pussy much less tasting one, "What about a Kiva?" Sarge asked.

"Well they built one, it is kind of small, behind the bath house, they wouldn't let the men use it until you got here, I guess they were afraid of change. After we break up I'll introduce you around, and take you to see the Fathers, that's what they call them. You can negotiate with them but make sure to get me in the loop so I can clear any deals you make with the Administration, Ok? We are on thin ice for a while."

"Sure," Sarge scratched his chin. "Do they keep them locked up, the men?"

"No but the men keep close to themselves, only the younger ones are seen around the village, and then they are escorted." Ginny had gotten to the end of her list. "Anyway we'll meet again before the ceremony starts, and discuss what you find out from the men." Ginny handed off to Sue, who discussed assignments and stuff, and then the meeting broke up.

June and I rode out to the pasture and checked the mules and horses. The village girls had kept our stock in a group, and had surrounded the herd allowing them access to water, and grass, but kept their stock away from ours. As we approached the herd, a girl on horse back rode over to us, and introduced herself as Gloria Bitterwater.

"Are you Maria's sister?" I asked her. She had the same dark hair and smooth skin as Maria.

"No Maria is my aunt three times removed. Were you the one then, last night?" She asked grinning.

"Can't say, what goes on in the bath house is private."

I gave out the stock answer and looked at her. She was mid-late teens and filling out nicely. She rode a saddle and wore chaps, boots, a yellow shirt, and seemed to have good teeth.

She nodded and smiled. "Well we kept all your animals together, if you agree we will move them to better pasture as soon as you pick out the ones you want to keep."

"Where is this pasture?" June asked.

Gloria pointed out along the shallow river, "Down there about a mile. The grass is better, and there are trees for shade. They look like they all could stand some rest." She looked over the herd.

"OK Josh, pick out five horses, and any animal you want to keep an eye on, then we'll move the herd." June said.

I picked the five fattest horses, and rode through the mules looking for a couple that had bad feet, and would need some ferrier work. A couple of the girls helped me catch them, and tie them to a tree stump. They could graze while we moved the herd. None of them seemed anxious to do more than rest, so I didn't worry about them, besides Gloria assigned a young girl to watch over them. She also wore a yellow shirt, like all the rest of them.

"What are the yellow shirts about? I asked Gloria when we had the herd moving.

"Ginny had them made for us so we could see each other in the brush. She said we needed a uniform since we are 'pprentice Scouts now," she said proudly, I guessed she meant Apprentice Scouts.

Making some of a new population part of the corps was a way to involve them in the changes that were sure to come from our presence. Ginny had been busy all last winter it seemed.

The girls moved the herd smoothly along the river, keeping them out of the crops that were just coming up. we forded the stream and came to a small valley that opened out to the river. The steep surrounding hills were covered with pinion pine, and oaks; the floor of the valley was almost flat, and had thick grass, there was more than enough feed for a few days I figured.

Gloria rode out to check with her girls, and came back with about half of them in a column of twos, June and I were dismounted checking the flora and generally looking around, when Gloria pulled up, "I'm taking half the girls to rest up and eat. The rest will watch over the herd until evening, and then we'll send out a night watch to replace them, are you coming with us?"

"Why don't you introduce us to your team." said June

Gloria smiled and looked back at her girls, "Form a Line," she called out and waved her arm out to the left. The girls broke formation, formed a line quickly, and dismounted, standing beside their horses heads, looking straight ahead. Gloria and June took the lead, and with me trailing behind we walked down the line. Gloria introduced each girl to June, and then to me.

The girls ranged from twelve or so to fifteen or sixteen, all of them stood at attention, only giggling after we had passed them. They all had on their yellow shirts, although since the shirts appeared all the same size, they hung on the smaller ones. They appeared to be well mounted; only the youngest rode a pony, and even then the girl appeared over mounted. How many of them would really become Scout Traders was a question that only time would tell.

When we got back to our horses and had mounted, Gloria called "Mount UP!" and the girls all got up and stayed in the line as we rode off, June and I leading, with Gloria behind us. Gloria shouted, "Column of Twos!" and the girls formed up behind her.

We got back to the Trading Post as a bell was ringing. Gloria and the girls went off to put away the horses, taking ours, and the ones I had picked out, to a corral that was hard pressed to hold them.

The bell was calling everyone to lunch, and June led me up to the Kitchens where we found most of our crew eating. We had hardly found a seat when a woman put a plate with half a chicken on it in front of each us. Another woman put a bowl of boiled greens, and a bowl of beans, in front of us, smiled shyly and said, "Good Appetite."

The chicken was well roasted and still juicy, the greens tasted of goat cheese, and the beans had chili powder in them. Good, if slightly strangely seasoned. I agreed with Sarge that we need to get our own mess soon, or we would lose our own culture.

The discussion around the table was of what people had learned that day. Nothing earth shattering, but knowing the lingo allowed me to read behind the words.

Charlotte said that she had visited their hospital, and they were in good shape, some of the ointments and drugs we had they didn't, and they appeared to have found a couple of interesting herbal remedies we had never heard of.

Able, our most senior Scout except for the top four, said that he had heard of a machine shop, but hadn't been able to look at it.

Sarge said that he had talked to Council of Fathers this morning, and had gotten them to agree to send all of the most eligible fathers to Kiva for training that afternoon. He looked at me and said, "Josh I'd like you and Able to come with me, OK?"

"Sure," I said, "Dressed?"

"Yeah, we'll wear the Kiva Clans."

Able smiled and asked, "Heathen symbols and all?"

"Oh yeah all the symbols and as many talisman as you've got."

"Really," Ginny said, "are you promoting that pseudo-cult even now?"

"Just maintaining our heritage, Ginny. I'm playing the cards I'm dealt, and don't talk to me about Pseudo-cults when you speak of the Kiva. You know better to denigrate anyone's cultural beliefs just because you don't agree with them."

Mercer broke in, "OK, Sarge, play it the way you see it. Ginny how about the Council of Fathers? Have you talked to them?"

"As I said, it took me six months to finally get them to talk to me directly then, they just listened and walked away. It took another three weeks before they sent me back a list of questions to be replied to, in triplicate. I'd just answered all their questions when we heard you were approaching, and they passed the word to me that they would wait and talk to our men first." She gave Sarge the evil eye, and he only smiled at her.

I was busy with the chicken and beans; I didn't care for the greens so much, and didn't catch much of what passed between Mercer, Sarge, Sue, and Ginny.

Since I was late arriving I was among the last to leave. Able wiped his mouth and looked at me, "Full Regalia in twenty minutes, Josh." When I nodded still chewing the last of my chicken, he winked at me and left. I finished up, and following Abel's sure lead, had passed by the kitchen to complement them on the meal.

I caught up with Sarge and Able in the Trading Post, where they were unpacking their personal gear to get their Kiva Coats. I joined them and soon each of us was adorned as Raccoons of the Lone Pine Kiva. The Coats were deerskin; each killed and tanned by each of us in a ritual hunt at sixteen years of age, when we graduated to Raccoon.

Mine was sparsely adorned with only four raccoon tails, one for each woman who claimed that my sperm had given a live birth to a boy. Since I had only been active for four years, and many women couldn't actually say who the father of their child was, it was about average. Able had twenty-five coon tails on his jacket, Sarge had thirty-five and the tail of a mountain puma adorned his collar, signaling at least a hundred more boys had issued from his loins.

We walked up to the Kiva each carrying our staffs. The staff is the emblem of the Lone Pine Kiva, although it is generally made of hickory, about the size to fit the hand well, and as tall as you were when you cut it at twenty years old. It is what made you a full Raccoon, according to the hidden teaching of the Kiva, and was also handy to beat the snot out of anyone who sniggered at you for dressing like a savage.

A nervous woman met us at the entrance to the Kiva. She spoke to Sarge and hurried off.

Sarge took the keys she had given him and opened the lock on the door, "Well gentlemen let's see what they have made of the Kiva plans."

We entered the Kiva, and found as usual the Burneyites had used their cast concrete bee hive pattern, the entry dome was about five meters in diameter, and a draped archway, wide enough for three men to walk through at once, made up the back wall. Sarge pulled back the drapes, and we were surprised at the amount of light that the skylights let in. The main dome of the Kiva was twenty meters or so in diameter and the central room was about ten, in the rear quadrants were two sub domes, where we found water heaters, duck boards, and three fireplaces. A doorway led to another sub dome, where wood was stacked for the baths.

They had used the outer rim to make alcoves about four meters deep and four meters wide. A central pedestal held a brazier, and many cushions covered in the soft wool of the Angora goat.

All the sub domes had skylights, and the main dome had two large glass windows on the north side, and one on the south side, with a drape of willows that could be rolled down in the summer.

At the peak the Dome was equipped with a valve allowing for ventilation. Sarge was smiling as we explored the alcoves, and the building, that would be our home for the next year or so.

There were ten alcoves around the room, enough for every one of us to have our own space, and four left over for spares. An arm swung back the entry drapes, and a man looked into the Kiva.

"We knocked at the door."

"Come on in Brother Stewart," Sarge said. Stewart and five men came in to the Kiva Room. Stewart was about forty to forty-five years old and thin, not too tall. All of them were dressed in starched and pressed grey denim uniforms, cargo pocket pants, and heavy shirts outside their pants. They looked around the Kiva, and followed Sarge as he pointed out the Baths, and alcoves, we all ended up on the pedestal surrounding the cold brazier.

"Men, we need to consecrate the Kiva as soon as possible." Sarge said, "This is a good place we just need to make it ours."

"We also need to get some beds in here," Able said, pointing out the flaw in the plan to immediately move into the Kiva.

Stewart piped up, "No problem there, I'll ask the Administrator for Facilities why there are no beds, when the contract specifically calls for furnishing the Kiva. She has lots of beds available; blankets we may have to swipe from the women, they always have blankets."

Sarge nodded, "Ok, so we move in tomorrow after the ceremony, and then we can start the teaching of our new brothers, alright with you Brother Stewart?"

Stewart raised his hand, "That is one of the things the Grandfathers wanted me to talk to you about. Tonight is a special night and the Grandfathers said that they would like these four to join you in the bath house tonight; they felt that we needed representation in the ceremony. Do you have any problem with that?"

"No," Sarge said, "The more the merrier. However since these Brothers have not had any training, I'll assign one of our men to help them, and lend advice, is that alright?"

Stewart thought a while, "They'll get to 'dip their wicks' won't they?"

"Of course," Sarge said "Our men will just stand by to lend advice, but if they can't satisfy the Goddess, my men will have to make sure the women are satisfied, that is part of our creed, we turn no woman away unsatisfied."

'No problem then, this is Luis, Roger, Andre and Floyd." Stewart pointed out the men, all in their early twenties, except Luis who was maybe thirty.

"Harry and I will go back to the Grandfathers and report. We'll leave these four here for you to teach them what you can today, and I'll kick that stupid bitch about the furnishings," Stewart said, and stood up. He looked down at the four recruits, "Do what they tell you and be respectful to the women." He turned and left taking Harry with him.

Sarge watched them walk out, and when he heard the door close he turned to Able. "Able I'll leave the new Brothers with you and Josh, explain what you can. I doubt that they will be capable of more than the Way of the Weasel, but we'll backstop them. I have to go see Ginny, and Mercer, and clear this with them."

"Sure Sarge," Able said.

"OK, I'll leave you to it," Sarge got up and left.

Able had us arrange ourselves so that we formed a circle around the brazier facing each other, two of them on either side of him and I. He looked at me and said, "Too bad we don't have any beer to welcome our new Brothers," I nodded in agreement.

"You need beer?" asked Luis.

"Well normally we drink a toast to the Goddess to welcome new members." Able answered.

"Roger, step outside, tell the keepers we need some beer, some pinion nuts, and some smoke. We'll make them members of the Burney Black Brotherhood while we're here," Luis looked at Able questioningly. When Able nodded Luis pointed to the door with his thumb. Roger smiled, got up and left the room.

"Who are the Keepers?" I asked.

Luis turned and said, "Well they always send two women with each of us when we are out of the Barracks, they protect us from savage women," he smiled to let us know he was jesting. "Really it's a way for young girls to become used to being around men; they usually send one head knocker and one go-fer."

"Gopher?" I asked.

"Yeah, a girl, maybe twelve, or thirteen, or up to sixteen some of 'em. She carries a stick, but the Head Knocker is our protection and pain in the ass, they're big mature women, most of them mothers, they are in charge, and the go-fer runs errands and the like."

Able asked, "We understood you had nothing like our Kiva. What was this brotherhood you spoke of?"

Roger came back in and took his place in the circle before Luis answered. "Long ago when we men were rounded up, and put in one barracks because women would try to steal one of us and go off in to hills. The Administration decided that it wasn't efficient enough for the few men left to just have intercourse, so they passed an emergency bill that set up the Fertilization Law. That law said that women would have to submit to artificial insemination if they wanted to have a baby. It also set up the Keepers and gave the Health Administration the ownership of our sperm, present and future." He stopped and looked at each of us. "Robert Black was our Barracks Chief then, when he heard that we were expected to provide a sperm sample every three days and that they expected us to masturbate, as he put it, 'When ever a woman asked us to," well he said NO!"

Luis was joined in the shout with all our new brothers.

I looked at Able and began to laugh, our new brothers joined in, we barely heard the first knock on the door. It was followed by a loud rapping of a Head Knocker's stick on the door of the Kiva.

Luis said, "That must be our beer. Roger, tell them to bring it in, but just the go-fers, no use letting the Head Knockers into the Kiva, right?"

Able agreed, "Sure, the Kiva hasn't been consecrated yet so no problem."

Roger answered the door and came back leading four young girls, "Now make a full circle of the Kiva girls," Roger said to them, "and then give Luis what he asked for." The girls very solemnly walked around us on the pedestal and gave the beer, nuts and a large pipe with a beaded pouch to Luis. He touched each of them on the forehead, said, "Thank You," and bowed his head.

Roger followed the girls out and closed the door, when he came back he said, "I figured since you guys are so Amerindian I'd make this a ceremonial presentation of an offering to the Great Raccoon." He smiled, "I hope you don't mind?" He rejoined us as Able and I just looked at each other, and shook our heads.

Luis took the beers, three a piece and put them around the rim of the brazier then sat an open two kilo box of shelled pinion nuts in the hammered copper brazier. "There," he said opening a beer, "I believe a toast to the Goddess is in order?"

Able reached down, all of us grabbed a beer, and raised the bottles, "To the Mother Goddess what ever her name." Able intoned, "What ever her shape, age, or color. May she find satisfaction in our arms."

We all drank deeply. The beer was good and cold, as if just brought up from a basement.
"So Luis you were telling us about Robert Black and the Burney Brotherhood?" Able asked.

Luis began to tell us of his long ago predecessor and how he had staged a revolt over the unconstitutional seizure of a man's most personal property. His revolt had a catch phrase like all good revolts, "You can have my sperm when you suck it, from "MY HOT WET DICK!" All the Brothers had joined in shouting the punch line, and they all laughed.

Luis continued, "This led to a boycott of the men providing any sperm samples at all, unless they were collected from the donor by a representative chosen from the women who would be impregnated with his seed. She had to spend at least two hours with him, and perform the collection using her mouth. The Administration refused to agree to such 'Blackmail' and a stand off existed for some time. After word got around there were riots in the streets and the Administration finally relented.

"So that's when the Brotherhood came into being, after the revolt. When the number of males had been reduced to thirty, then the Administration decided to only allow toothless women to collect samples, due to an unfortunate accident during a thunderstorm." Luis took a sip of his beer, and chose a few pinions to pop into his mouth.

"During that time the Brotherhood had made education their objective." Floyd said, "The Brotherhood directed the schools in the Barracks, where girls had been allowed to learn from men who had only the pursuit of knowledge to challenge themselves with.

"As the number of boys had been small to begin with, few girls got the chance to come to the Barracks, and the mere sight of a man in the general population caused such a disturbance that escorts were provided, and men were alienated.

"Roger'll tell you, he is Sociology that this is why the men are a mystery to many women, but he will also tell you that it makes the predominant Lesbian economic coupling somewhat fragile, and they had compensated by collectivizing the woman power to survive at all."

"So this would be after what we call the Wild Times," Able asked, "When the ammo ran out, the productive survived and the unproductive failed?"

"Yeah, fixed ammunition has been unavailable what?" Luis asked Roger, Andre and Floyd.

Andre answered, "125 years since the loss of ductile forming," he nodded, "Andre Black, Metallurgy and Machine design, Archer, and Poet."

Floyd smiled shyly and said, "Floyd Black, Journalism and English, Spanish, French, and Languages in general." Floyd was about twenty five, and tall, his hair was receding, but it just appeared he had grown faster than his hair could keep up.

"Able Drake, Anthropology, and Medical assistant," Able introduced himself, and pointed at me with his beer.

I picked up the cue "Josh Perkins, Agronomy, and Animal husbandry," I was afraid I was low man on the pole again.

"Anyway explain to us how the sample is collected?" Andre asked.

Luis said, "Another toast first!" We all took up another beer and our bottles rose as one, "Welcome men of the Long Pole Kiva, to the Black Brotherhood of Barney," Luis said solemnly, "May your seed fall on fertile ground, and rid us of this pernicious residual effect." We drank again of the strong brew of the Black Brotherhood of Burney.

To tell the truth, a beer and a half had a telling effect on me, even in my own Kiva at Home, I had never felt the spirit of kinship that the Black Brothers had imparted to Able and I. I was getting very mellow when Luis brought out the pipe and pouch. I looked at Able, Sarge had warned me of their smoke last night, I assumed Able was aware of the danger, but Able asked, "A Peace Pipe?"

"Well we thought it would be apropos, does it offend you?" Luis asked.

Able and I grinned, "No, no, not at all. Your smoke comes highly recommended by our first team." Able said.

Luis bowed his head, "We know some agronomy ourselves but are hoping you brought Sativa seeds with you?" He looked up at Able then at me.

"You would have to talk to Sarge about that," said Able.

"You cultivate Sativa then?" I asked.

Luis opened the pouch and extracted a large pinch of fragrant herbage. He offered it to me. "Of course this is processed, so you won't get the bouquet of the green crop."

I smelled it, it was moist, and dark, with the rich odor of cannabis Sativa, green to the nose, to touch, and eye. I smelled a hint of peaches, and that exhausted my appreciation of fine smoke. "Very nice," I said, "How did you get the peach flavor in there?"

"We have peach orchards down the valley and a couple of trees at the Barracks, We make peach brandy, and mix it in during the drying process, the alcohol evaporates, and that leaves essence of Peach. It's our marker of smoke suitable for occasional use. We still have to perform tonight after all." He grinned.

Able, who had taken the pouch from me, smelled it, and tasted the smallest bit, nodding his head. "Yes, I taste the trace of peach." He handed to pouch back to Luis who packed the pipe; Luis shook the pouch and folded it, while the pipe nestled in the crook of his arm.

The pipe was long, and had a small bowl at the end made of dark wood, it was beaded in green and white seed beads along the shaft, and the mouth piece was of horn. A beaded fringe adorned the joining of the shaft and mouth piece. Luis brought it to his lips and looked at Andre, "I need a light Poet."

"Sorry," Andre said, and produced a metallic object from his pocket. He flipped it open and ran his thumb on the striker. A flame appeared shielded by a metallic wind guard. Luis took it and reached down to stoke the pipe. He was tentative and coughed a little until he drew a good breath in to his lungs and exhaled through his nose in a great cloud of pungent smoke. "Ah," he said, and laughed gently, "good friends, good smoke, and all those women to fuck. What could be better?"

No one in the circle could think of anything, and we passed the pipe each taking hit. By the time it got to me it was burning pretty well, I took a good hit, and held it for a moment before exhaling through my nose. It was mild, soft smoke, not harsh at all.

Roger took the pipe from me, and took an even greater hit, but he ended up coughing most of it out.

Able started laughing, and I suddenly realized that I had made another mistake. Trying to impress these formidable gentlemen I had sucked a portion of THC that came on strong. I started laughing along with everyone. We finished our beer and Able asked again, "Tell us about how the samples are taken?"

Luis said "I'm about talked out, Andre you are the self-professed poet, you tell them."

Andre cleared his throat and took a good amount of beer, cleared his throat again and began.

"The sipper of sweet nectar, comes anon, her slippers creep ever closer, then a knock,

You arrange the light so it is low. 'Enter Grandmother' you call and arrange your cock.

She strips her caduceus and in the dim light of a guarded candle she is Myrtle the magnificent born anew.

She approaches and washes your parts in warm water, handling you gentle as the mother she is.

She brings the scent of outdoors, and ever present spring.

The smell of pines or the scent of blossoms in the warm bottom land come off her in waves, sometimes assaulting your senses, and other times is just a delicate thing, wafting on the air.

She dries your parts and shares a jest then with limber lips suggests you part with the nectar of life."

Luis leaned toward Able, "I didn't say he was a good poet."

Andre stopped and drank his beer and took a few nuts. "Myrtle was a legend in her own time. She had fallen victim to a gum disease at an early age and was just 21 when she became a collector. I never knew her, but Luis," He indicated with his beer, "swears she was magnificent."

"She was, even after ten kids she was still pretty solid, and sucked a mean peter," Luis said, in the nostalgic bliss the smoke had induced, "And could fuck like a God damn bunny,"

"Luis says that if you gave her a quick sample to take to the lab, sometimes she would come back and give you another blowjob, or let you fuck her ..."

"... Like a god damn Bunny," Luis repeated to himself, smiling.

"... But most of the grannies you don't want to fuck, a lot are over sixty now, Myrtle was the last of the young ones." Andre said, and pulled on his beer. "That is why we stalled Ginny last winter. After we learned you had this Kiva angle, we played hard to get with her. She pissed the Grandfathers off so bad with her condescending manner, and well, we thought it better to make face to face contact." He took a sip of beer, and continued.

"We all talked to Sarge this morning and the Grandfathers selected us volunteers to join you in the clusterfuck." He said it as if he had visions of being surrounded by pulsating pink pussies, each soliciting for a savage stroke. He looked at Abel's shocked expression and added, "Oh sorry! The whole brotherhood volunteered but we were the lucky ones."

"How often are you collected," Able asked.

"Two, three times a week, more or less, it is hard to fit into the schedule, and there are only a few collectors at any one time."

Able opened his last beer and looked around the circle "Well I can't promise you a Clusterfuck, but you'll have some prime women if last night was any sample. Sarge said to teach you the way of the weasel, so do you guys ever resist giving up a sample?" He made a gesture with his hand, "You know just to feel her lips?"

The men laughed, Floyd took up the narrative, "Part of being a Black Brother is being able to withhold your seed. They start taking samples when you are about fifteen. At first you do it because it is your duty, we learn young to control ourselves, but not exhaust a woman's patience."

"I understand," Able said.

"We have attributed our need for stimulation to the incessant demands of women for babies, several of the researchers have reported that men appear to need much more stimulation to even produce an erection, and the time is getting longer."

"Really," I said "They have data?"

"They say they do, a 100 to 300 percent rise in stimulation time since the Brotherhood was founded is what they published." Floyd was obviously proud of the achievement. Neither Able nor I told him that at the Kiva in Davis you could fuck until you couldn't stand up and still be fucked some more if the Drovers were in town. We didn't want to rub it in.

Able smiled and put out his hand to Luis. "Welcome brother and I'll just skim over it. We start by establishing a trade, some token or even some major policy decision between a man the woman, as I understand it tonight it will be a Bahia Token. I don't know what that is, but we're making this up as we go along, I guess it'll do. Then we have to wash the woman with soap. Soap is the key; we brought some we'll use tonight. It is mild and does a good job of providing lubrication for the fondling and teasing we provide the woman. We pace ourselves and try to keep her comfortable. The fire places in your bath house and the water heaters are excellent to keep her warm. I liked the guitar music; we don't get that at home."

Andre piped in, "I thought of that. It seemed to fit the idea as we understood it. And there were a few volunteers I had to audition."

"Well Reba played wonderfully, didn't she Josh?"

"Great from what I heard, she was a little young but sweet." I grinned, "She kissed me and fled giggling."

"Yes that's Reba but what about Astral?" Andre asked.

I looked blank, "Well I came in late, she wasn't playing."

Able saved me, "She played for a while then left to do something then came back, the two of them played very well together.

I had to ask a favor of these men. "Brothers, I was going to ask Sarge first, but I have to ask you favor." They all looked at me and waited. "Well I sort of came to an agreement with Astral last night, since she wasn't Bahia that I'd service her tonight. Andre do you mind?"

Everybody looked at Andre who smiled and, "You are a guest of the Brotherhood, it would be a dishonor to refuse, I'll catch her after you are gone."

"Thanks," I said.

"Besides, it means you have to take any others we reject, doesn't it?" he asked slyly.

I looked at Able, "What about that? Sounds fair to me," he smiled, "There's going to be twelve of them, and ten of us, so somebody has to go twice, you may end up covering three if they are really ugly." Everybody laughed and we heard the dinner bell ringing.

About that time Sarge came in smiling, "All fixed, and I got them to throw in four more girls. All below 20!"

Everyone cheered the news, and Sarge sniffed the air, "You boys have been working up an appetite haven't you?"

"We initiated these two gentlemen into the Black Brotherhood and that requires a little ceremonial smoke," Luis said.

"They have beer here Sarge," Able said

"No shit," Sarge said, looking at the ring of empty bottles around the brazier, "You two going to be alright? If you fuck this up Ginny is going to have my ass!"

"No problemo Sarge," Able said, "We were just splitting up the women. The Brothers are all adepts it appears, and aside from a powerful hunger, I think we can handle a few more."

"Quality, not quantity, Able, remember the rules." Sarge cautioned.

"Anyway I talked to the powers that be, and they want to make a big deal of you participating tonight. They asked us to wait a while before we eat, to sort of fill the room."

Luis offered Sarge the pipe, "Care to join the Black Brotherhood of Burney?"

"Perhaps later after we get this ceremony over with. But I'd take a beer if it were offered."

Roger picked up a full one, and handed it to Sarge, who took a sip then a long drink, "It's got a kick but smooth, do you brew Pilsner?"

We waited in the Kiva for half an hour, Able and Luis filled in Sarge on the things we had learned, while Luis passed the pipe to his mates, I abstained because I didn't want to screw up the ceremony. I was also a little afraid of not fertilizing Astral after having prepared her seed bed last night.

The Black Brothers did show some moderation, and to their credit, when we left the Kiva, and their Keepers surrounded them, they marched perfectly. Luis made the Keepers stay at least three meters out so, that the women in the village could see the men. The four of them put on their caps, and marched with military precision in front of us to the Mess hall. For them it was a parade, Sarge, Able and I followed them not marching but keeping sort of in step.

The Black Brothers entry to the mess hall was met with silence, and then a buzz ran through the crowded room. By the time they had marched to the head table, and taken their seats, cheering had broken out, and they acknowledged it with a flourish of raised caps. Andre shouted something but since I had just entered, I couldn't tell what he said.

We made our way to the front of the room in our Kiva coats, with our staffs in our hands, and got polite applause all around. The rest of the Davis men had put on their regalia, and Stewart and Harry were sitting with our men at the table in front of the stage.

On the stage, Mercer and Ginny sat with the village Administrators. They were all smiling but a few of them appeared to be faking it, particularly Ginny.

The Chief Administrator got up to the podium, hammered her gavel and the room quieted down to hear what she had to say. Her voice was high and brittle, but her heart was definitely in it when she welcomed us to the village, and hoped that we could help them overcome the residual effects of that long ago plague.

Dinner was then served and the menu was beef, greens, a salad, and some sort of corn pudding laced with honey. Beer was served to everyone, and the bottles were considerably larger than those we'd had at the Kiva, so I drank moderately, giving half of mine to June.

After the dishes were cleared many of the women left the room for a while, I thought to use the privy, but from their giggling when they returned, I realized they had gone out for a smoke.

The stage had been cleared of the table and the podium moved to the side of the stage. The head administrator rapped her gavel, and spoke up in her shrill voice, "We are here tonight to welcome 23 new Bahia into the ranks of motherhood. Please join me in welcoming these new women, girls no longer."

The girls, soon to be women, trooped up on the stage and formed a line. Each of them was dressed in a robe that had been decorated with embroidery, beads, and turquoise. Astral was in the middle, I waved to her, but aside from a smile to me, she kept her place in line. The girls began singing, while Reba and two other girls played guitar and violin. The song they sang was of motherhood, and the laughing babies that they would bring to the village. The women moved in a pattern that gave each of them a chance to be the focus of attention. Each stepped out from their sisters and bared her chest, offering her breasts to nurse the next generation of Burneyites. She would then rejoin the dance with her breasts still bared. The girls would sing a chorus of the song, and the next girl would bear her breasts and make her offer to the crowd.

Each girl got a round of applause and a few shouts of encouragement, or appreciation for the beauty or size of her breasts. After all 23 had made their offer to put her breasts at the service of the community, they all formed up in a line with their breasts exposed and sang another song, then they filed off the stage, and formed a line at the door.

The villagers filed out shaking the new women's hands and pinching their nipples. A few times I saw a woman kiss a nipple or two, or fondle a nubile breast. The Bahia seemed to take this in their stride, with a minimum of blushing, and a lot of laughing. After the crowd cleared a bit, Chief Mercer got us up and we followed the Black Brothers to congratulate the women. Brother Stewart made a point of kissing the first girl on each cheek and on each nipple, before he went to the next. Harry, and the rest of the men, did the same, and I noticed Andre also fondled each and every breast that was exposed. I was too far away to hear what he told them but they all smiled at him, and a couple of them kissed him full on the lips.

Chief Mercer, Ginny and Sue just shook their hands, kissed them on the cheek and passed down the line quickly. I watched Sarge closely when he got to the first girl. He kissed her cheek and said something, I didn't hear what but the girl laughed and lifted her breasts for Sarge to kiss very lightly. He did the same all down the line and our men followed his lead and kissed each woman and each nipple to welcome them into the adult world.

Not all the Bahia were stunners, but there were no really seriously ugly ones. I made my way down the line, and a couple made me sorry that that I had agreed to take the leftovers if I could service Astral. Astral was laughing and blushing when I got to her. Her eyes were bright, and when I went to kiss her cheek she moved, and kissed me on the mouth, then lifted her pert breasts, so I could welcome them to the service of the community, I kissed each lightly, her nipples were stiff, and smelled of desert blossoms, "I'll see you later," I winked at her, and went down the line.

We formed up outside with the Black Brothers, and got out of the crowd that was waiting to cheer the new Bahia when they came out. Sarge formed us in to a column of twos, and we moved off, following the Black brothers who marched in tight formation.

We got to the Bath house, and went in. Ten of us filled the entryway pretty good, and it was a while until we had all undressed, and gone through into the bath. Sarge called for our attention, "Gents, when I went to see about more women the Chief agreed to four more, but when the Administration heard about it they insisted we service the whole class of twenty-three, plus they added a twenty-fourth. I don't know who she is, but she is older, and a mother, the administrator sent her to watch out for the Bahia, I guess. Anyway, everyone is going to have to cover at least two maybe three, so conserve your soap!"
That got a big laugh.

Sarge continued in a more serious vein, "Remember, our objective tonight is to impregnate at least seventy percent of these women. They are counting on us to do our duty. This day means a lot to these women, and I hope you will greet them as the patriots that they are."

The brothers all circulated and introduced themselves. A few made good the chance to take a leak, and a few shaved. I hadn't noticed last night, but there was a convenient urinal, shaped to fit either a man or a woman, that jutted out of the wall near the duckboards. Tonight, in the better light, I could see the way that it was made with a gooseneck, you had to flush it with a bucket, but it was better than going outside on a cold winter night.

"Sarge," I said, he waved at me to come over to him. Sarge, Luis, and a couple of the guys were talking, but quieted when I arrived, saying, "I hope to ask a favor of the Kiva Brothers." I waited for Sarge to put on his Kiva face, the one where he looks down his nose at you. Sarge said, "Perkins, the Brothers were just explaining to me the favor you're asking, and why you're asking it. It appears that you have damaged a young girl's reputation by your actions last night."

"I've what?" I asked, incredulous that I hurt Astral in anyway.

Luis put out his arm to me, "We put no fault at your feet. We believe that you did not know that Astral was just supposed to play guitar last night.

Andre said, "It was she who transgressed our custom, so we will ask recompense for her actions, and offer her full acceptance once she has atoned."

The women arrived; Andre picked up a guitar and began to play, while we waited behind the curtains anxiously. With 23 of them, and the mothers, aunts, and cousins, there was little room, and soon a few shy women in robes came through the drapes. Sarge, and Luis, went over and welcomed them, starting them around the room, introducing each of them to each of us.

As they came back around to the door, Sarge and Luis picked a man to escort each woman back around the Kiva, and soon each man was escorting more than one, or only one. Some of the women gathered around Andre, his dark good looks, and flying fingers, attracting them.

Steve had attracted a number of ladies as he explained how he had fathered seven boys in the last year; nobody corrected him, or called his bluff, for he could have indeed sired seven boys and forty five females in the last year. You can do that when you work the Kiva's House of Giving in a town of 4,500, with the pilgrimage trade of several thousands annually adding to the total.

Astral came in, and Sarge had put Able in charge of showing her around. I didn't see her come in, and by the time I realized she was there, Andre had stopped playing. Luis called for our attention, and stood in the middle of the pedestal amidst the scattered cushions. "Let me have your attention! Please form a circle around the house, with the men evenly distributed, and put your arms around one another."

There was some scurrying, I managed to snag Astral around the waist, and put her under my right arm. She looked up at me, smiling and laughing. Her robe was embroidered with sun flowers and, delicate floral tracery. Most of the women had elaborate robes, while the men had made do with the wool robes provided by the house.

We joined the others, the girl on my left was tall, and solidly built. She was a blond, her eyes blue, and her features regular with a solid jaw. Her robe was of very fine cloth, and seemed block printed in reds and yellow. I felt her firm flesh when my arm went around her, and she laughed at me playfully. We turned our attention to Luis, who was laughing, and pointing out where he was going to enter the circle. He looked around and said, "Andre has a matter that has to be addressed before we begin the ritual of..." Luis pointed to Sarge.

Sarge suggested, "The Worship of the Goddess?"

Luis nodded, "Precisely so, the Worship of the Goddess. I'll let Sarge explain that, and direct that phase of tonight's festivities; but Andre, come up and announce the decision of the Brotherhood this night."

The women were very agitated but as Andre took the floor carrying his guitar they quieted down.

"My fellow citizens of Burney and honored Guests," he bowed low to the room. "There is a matter that must be dealt with this night, lest we allow the transgressions of girlhood to tarnish the perpetrator's future" He certainly had the attention of the room but no one knew what the hell he was talking about.

"I have been delegated to pass the verdict on, so, Astral Desoto will you come up here please."

Astral had no idea what was coming, she came up on the pedestal and Andre looked at her severely, "You transgressed our custom last night and you must answer for that transgression. Will you freely admit your transgression?"

Astral turned to look around the room everyone was waiting for her answer. She hung her head and started to cry. Andre took her in his arms and put her head on his shoulder, "Now, now this is not the time for tears." Astral wiped her eyes on his robe and looked up.

"Now Astral, will you freely admit that instead of just playing Guitar last night to entertain our guests, you also sexually participated?"

That brought a gasp from the room, another came when she nodded, adding, "I only took a bath, I didn't fornicate."

That brought a lot of laughter, and even Andre showed his obvious amusement. "Never the less, a transgression occurred, and you must bear the consequences of your actions. It is the judgment of the Council that you can not be impregnated tonight!"

A gasp came from the room; Astral's eyes opened wide and she looked at me beseechingly.

'That is," he added, "until you play guitar for us while all the others are bathed. Then you may join the Bahia in motherhood. First you must ask pardon from all assembled here."

Astral turned slowly and looked around the room, all of the girls she had known most of her life, she had played with them, and worked with them, and she had betrayed them last night. She spoke finally, "Please excuse the folly of a girl who had been seduced by her fancy. I never meant to hurt anyone or to break my vows, but when I saw Josh naked, I convinced myself that it was right." She smiled at me, the girl on my left squeezed me and said in my ear, "I think she was right to want you." I smiled at her and turned back to Astral.

"I humbly beg your pardons and I will try to adhere to all our customary ways and laws."

Andre said, "Let us all welcome Astral back into the family of the lawful. Each of us shall give her a kiss as pardon for her transgression, while I play." Astral moved around the room receiving a pardoning kiss from each, Andre played as Astral made her way, Sarge followed, selected the first woman to be washed, and the team of men who would perform that rite. They made their way to the bath area whilst the rest of us gravitated to the pedestal, and waited our turn.

Astral came around the room finally, her robe was loose and she was smiling and many kissed her, and caressed the breasts that she had just dedicated to the service of the community. She came up to me, and the two women I was talking to, and asked each of them for pardon as she kissed them. The blond kissed her for a long time as she stroked her shoulders, and Astral reciprocated. She was hot by the time she made her way to me to ask my pardon, "Josh I'm not really sorry for wanting you, but I am so very sorry for deceiving you last night." She pressed her face close to mine. She radiated heat from her aroused body; I stroked her breast, and then ran my hand down to her bush. I could feel that her clit was extended, and she smiled as she pushed her clit to my fingers.

I smiled at her, "I forgive you Astral, I have only four sons so far, but I hope to change that tonight with you."

She laughed and kissed me.

Andre came over and said, "Astral, now you must play like you mean it. I want all your emotions to come though the guitar."

She turned from me, mounted the pedestal, and started to close her robe, but Andre stopped her, "No! Tonight it will be only Astral and her music," he took her robe, and handed her the guitar. He led her by the hand to a stool that had been placed in the center of the pedestal, and kissed her on the forehead. "Now!" he said, "Play a tune that brings you joy!" Astral started playing.

Chapter 3 - Audrey and the Clusterfuck

I was distracted by the blond, Audrey she said her name was. Audrey and I left the pedestal and joined the group that was watching Floyd assist Able in washing one of the Bahia. They were enjoying themselves and Matt and Roger were also washing a brunette that had a magnificent set of breasts, not so much large as perfectly formed with lovely tiny nipples. She basked in the glow of the candles and the attention of eight or ten waiting their turn at the baths as she sighed and let their hands cover every inch of her. Matt brought out his scissors and began to trim her bush, taking care not to nick her and not to take off too much. But he trimmed off a lot and she looked much better afterward, Matt demonstrated for Roger the proper method to coax the clit out of the hood and Roger attempted and failed a few times before he got it to come out and play.

Audrey asked me if I would trim her too. I turned to her and asked, "Do you think you need it?"

She smiled and drew up her robe to show me. I stroked her thigh and kissed her softly on the lips. "Sure I'll trim your bush," as my hand stroked her smooth thigh.

The music changed and became a ballad of lost love and bitter disappointment only to change again when I stopped playing with Audrey. I took Audrey to one of the open alcoves and we joined several others in sampling a pipe that had survived over two hundred years they told me. It was built of glass and fit the hand while having a bulbous bottom where Peach brandy smoothed out the smoke and lent a taste of fresh peaches to the experience. Audrey took a long hit and pulled her finger off the hole to clear the bong. She then handed it to me and I took a smaller hit. It was a good thing that I did. This shit was very loopy. Audrey and I started laughing as we left the alcove for the others to pass the pipe.

We went into the next alcove where beer was stored in ice, we shared a bottle and I noticed a girl setting in the corner alone. I went over and introduced myself to her, "Hello I'm Josh Perkins, Why are you all alone on a night like this?"

Audrey said, "Josh this is Morgan Slightly, Morgan doesn't mix well."

I leaned in and asked her quietly, "A little afraid are you? A woman as beautiful as you has no reason to be alone. Don't be afraid of us tonight we are here to serve the Goddess in each of you. Tonight is your first opportunity to feel like a Goddess and I am not going to let you miss that."

"You're not? "She asked dubiously.

"No," I said looking around and saw Raule come in for a beer, he was wet and naked just coming from the baths to get a couple of beers for the washing crew. "Raule come over here," I said above the noise. "Raule this is Audrey and Morgan. Morgan tells me she is a little scared."

Raule took Morgan's hand and kissed it. "Don't be afraid Morgan we are very experienced and each of us will help you."

Morgan and Audrey were looking at his tool that hung halfway to his knee. I had called Raule in just for comparison. He didn't mind for he was proud of his penis. He said, "There is a place opening up Josh, why don't you bring the women and a couple of beers apiece and I'll help make Morgan more comfortable?"

Raul reached out, took Morgan's hand and we all took two beers apiece to the baths.

Raule took Morgan's robe and hung it up. He spoke to her softly while he arranged her hair over her shoulder and down her breast. Then he bent her over and had her hold her hair out of the way while he poured water over her back. She was facing the right and when she looked around Matt was licking the clit of one of her friends. Her eyes got very wide and she watched as Matt licked and sucked the girl who moaned and moved in a frantic effort to get Matt to end the exquisite agony.

Raule stood Morgan up and turned her to wash her back. She held her hair and listened to the girl next to her climax loudly. The she became aware of Raule's hands on her she gasped. She didn't move but soon she was enjoying his massaging.

Audrey and I sat on the ready bench waiting for Matt and Roger to dry the girl they were working on. Matt put her robe on her, kissed her and handed her off to Roger who escorted her to the pedestal.

Audrey and I stood and she faced me, "Now what?" she asked.

I smiled, pulled her robe off her shoulders and kissed her. I took her robe and mine and hung them up then took a bucket of warm water and offered my hand to her. She took it shyly and I handed her up on to the duck boards. I could still feel the effects of the hit I took and knew that Audrey would be especially sensitive to touch. I kissed her and whispered in to her ear, "Mother Goddess giver of life and suckler of our young. Tonight I offer you a gift of life in hopes that it will grow to be as beautiful as her mother or as handsome as his father." I had her bend and hold her hair up while I poured the dipper and spread the warm water on her smooth skin.

I like initiation nights, a lot of men don't. The delicate flower of womanhood is fascinating to me. I suppose I will change my tastes as I age but for now give me a tight pussy and smooth skin.

Audrey's skin was like warm satin, I felt the effects of the smoke in my fingers and Audrey reacted, her reactions were slight but in our drugged state we moved in tandem it seemed. I soaped her shoulders and down her back then out and up under her arms. I reached around and soaped her breasts while I was at it and my hips fit closely to her wet butt. I wasn't erect so the touch of my penis edging into her butt crack was soft and gentle. I stroked her breasts and then realized I was way ahead of things. I drew back and soaped her butt sliding my hands between cheeks so smooth and warm and my fingers searched and found her rosebud ass, she retreated then came back for more. I stroked her curves and circled her anus with my fingers pressing every so slightly when the tip found the center. She giggled as I washed her ass and rinsed it. I stood her up and kissed her, whispering in her ear, "In every woman there is a Goddess that needs only to be called upon to appear. She is sometimes hesitant and must be coaxed. Shall I coax your Goddess?"

She took my hair in her hands and kissed me full and wet on the mouth. Pushing her tongue deep into my mouth and then sucking my tongue deep into hers. I took that as a yes.

I dipped water over her breasts and began to apply the soap, taking care to touch her lightly. I teased her nipples feeling them react to the stimulation. I fondled, teased and pinched, and then my hands slid lower on her stomach. I alternated bringing each hand up to cup her breast, then down to her bush. I did not probe her but let my hand cup her lips and massaged her whole pubis. She whispered in my ear, "Deeper Please deeper." I kissed her and slid my finger between her lips, finding her wet and smooth and the opening ready to be pierced.

I poured water over her breasts and rinsed them thoroughly then knelt and poured water over her legs and trickled some down her bush. I applied the soap and felt every part of her; she opened herself to my hand and grasped me around the shoulders. I stroked and stroked her bush letting my fingers finally slip inside. She was not a virgin strictly speaking. She must have "practiced" many times before with a dildo, joy wand, or maybe just her fingers late at night, as she dreamed of this day when she would become a woman.

I heard Morgan succumbing to Raule's clit sucking. I had watched him out of the corner of my eye and she had lost her reserve and had both hands in his hair pulling his face into her, her breath came in stuttering gasps.

I eased up on Audrey and told her to watch Morgan. Audrey's eyes opened and she looked over to Morgan who by now was leaned against the wall and Raule had his face buried in her muff, she had Raule by the hair and alternately pushed him away only to pull him back again. She climaxed with a squeal that got everyone's attention then she froze and had trouble breathing. Raule couldn't catch her so I released Audrey and reached out to catch Morgan as she collapsed. Raule got off his knees, kissed her and held her to his chest for a while. As she became more animated he stood her on her feet and began to dry her.

I turned back and said, "I apologize but she was going to fall and maybe hurt herself."

Audrey just kissed me and said, "You promised to trim my bush. Would you like to do that first?"

I smiled and borrowed Raule's scissors then rinsed her bush and dried it quickly but thoroughly. I knelt between her legs while she leaned against the wall and trimmed her bush so that it was about a finger width long all over. Really the downy curls I snipped weren't all that profuse but it was a pleasure to do it and the view was great. I trimmed her along the leg joint then had her lift her other leg and trimmed in along next to her lips taking great care to shield them with my fingers. I kissed her softly on the hood of the clitoris and then put away the scissors and dipped water on her now evenly trimmed bush. Now you could see the hood and the lips pink and soft.

I licked her from bottom to top, my tongue lifting into her hood, probing for her clit with the tip of my tongue. Then I went down and dug deeper ore before coming back to her clit. "Oh suck it," she said. I pulled back and replied, "Lean against the wall and I will." She did as I asked and leaned against the wall her hips were now in a position where I could really reach all of her zones. I dipped my head and found the hood and pulled it up with my thumb, exposing her clit.

My tongue lapped at it for a moment while I adjusted my position and my lips surrounded her clit and my tongue massaged, while I sucked gently in time with the music that had gotten very rhythmic, as Able was demonstrating the Missionaries Wish, and the guitar had provided a point and counter point to the festivities.

Audrey was enjoying herself but holding back and I had to cover at least one more tonight besides Astral, so I cheated a little and slipped a finger into her, stroking in and out as my lips sucked in and out. She cried out and got a round of applause from the pedestal where Able was now demonstrating how to pull out without spilling a drop, the egg position of the woman after coitus to keep the sperm in her longer, and help the little swimmers find completion.

I licked Audrey up and down and flicked my tongue back and forth across her clit, and then deeper in to her vagina as my finger was extracted to make room. I took her labia into my mouth, sucked gently, and then harder, judging from her reactions what was best. She liked to be sucked. I didn't blame her.

My neck began to ache a little so I slipped two fingers into her, and curled my fingertips to rub along the front of her vagina. She liked that and her hips moved in time with my fingers. With my left hand I pulled her hood up and found her clit again with my tongue. It was stiffening so I licked and sucked, licked and stroked and licked some more. She started to lose it, moaning deeply and started to shake. Roy who was next to me reached out and held her as I finished, and she collapsed in his arms. She kissed him and he kissed her back, stroking her breasts until I got on my feet and he handed her back to me. I got her up and held her until she had stabilized and could stand alone. We kissed and snuggled her hand drifted down, grasped my penis and squeezed it. I broke the kiss and started drying her. When she was dry, she helped dry me and we got into our robes and joined the rest of the group.
Astral was still naked on the stool and playing a fast flamenco while Able, and one of the girls, demonstrated other positions including the doggy hump, "Attend now, the Doggy Hump is one of the ways a woman can have intercourse while she is pregnant, Notice no strain is placed on her belly and the man has full freedom to move around." He demonstrated by moving his hips side to side while plunging his penis deep into the Bahia, who grunted and bucked. Able pulled his penis out of her slowly and she gathered her breath panting on her hands and knees. Able pulled her robe down and stood her up on her knees. "I want to thank Muriel for agreeing to help me demonstrate." He kissed her, she kissed him back, and the music played.

I left Audrey to get a beer and Sarge pulled me aside, "Perkins a word in your shell like ear?" I looked at him and he was smiling, not a good sign. "Perkins, remember I told you about the older one the Administration sent?"

"Yeah, Sarge what about her?" I knew it was coming, the Black Brothers had forgiven me, but Sarge was yet to be satisfied.

"Well that's her over there. Her name is Marylyn and she's some blood relative to Astral. She asked for you to come and meet her."

I looked over to where Sarge had pointed and saw a grandmotherly type with no teeth and white hair. Her posture was upright and she was laughing with Luis and Roger and patting the odd girl on the cheek and kissing some. I figured she wanted to meet the man who had caused Astral to be banished. "Sure Sarge let's go."

He lead me over and introduced me to Marylyn, who looked me up and down then came closer and opened my robe feeling my chest and then her hand slipped down to grasp my penis. Luis and Roger broke out laughing and slapped each other on the back. I just stood there and smiled at her. Her hands were soft and never stopped moving. She looked me in the eye and said, "I see what attracted Astral to you young man." She dropped my penis and closed my robe. "He'll do," she said to Sarge and Luis.

"Do, Do what?" I asked.

"You get to help prepare her." Sarge said. "You said anyone that the Black Brothers rejected you would cover. So I am assigning you and Raule to look after her. Raule has washed three already but she picked him out of the crowd and Luis tells me she is a nice old thing. She had been sucking dick at the Barracks for the last twenty years and she was about to retire. She asked if she could come and join the festivities tonight. No one thought she meant having her furrow ploughed, but she told me that after sucking cock for twenty years she wants to feel one as it was supposed to be."

I watched as she circulated congratulating a girl here and there, kissing all the men. I went around and found Raule and told him what had happened. He had Morgan on one knee and a brunette on the other. He kissed them and said "Duty calls ladies. Don't get your selves lost. I'll return and demonstrate the positions we discussed, as soon as I finish with Marylyn." Morgan stood looking over the crowd and asked "Why is Marylyn here, she is an old bag."

"Morgan, see her?" I said, "That will be you in just forty years. She's served this community and has asked just this once to feel what she has not been able to feel her whole life. Don't begrudge her a little joy in her declining years." I said. "She has as much right as you to enjoy herself." I smiled at her and said, "Raule will be back and will satisfy both of you. If you want a real experience, you'll wait for him."

Morgan sighed and said, "Forgive me Josh. I forgot to be generous."
I kissed her and the other girl just for good measure and said, "All forgiven."

I hurried over to where I had left Audrey and told her that I had to help with Marylyn and to wait for me. She smiled, caressed my cheek and kissed me, "There," she said, "a reason to return soon." I took her up in my arms holding, kissed her mouth and trailed kisses down her throat and over her breasts then laid her back on the cushions. "There a promise of the joy of reunion." I got a round of applause from a couple of women and I smiled an acknowledgment to them before making my way around the room to find Marylyn.

She and Raule were near the baths observing as two more Bahia were being worshiped by Roy and Andre. Andre had found it entertaining to watch the water slide down the back bone and disappear in the butt cheeks. He poured several dippers full, then applied the soap delicately on a small framed girl with very little bush, and a tightly wrapped vagina. He stood her up and started to wash her back thoroughly.

Marylyn and Raule were discussing the action, and Raule was describing how Roy was actually examining her, as his fingers also stimulated her to open the mouth of the vagina.

"You take as good a care of a woman as I did with my men. Each of them needed a little something special to get a good climax. Some of them held back, but I was always able to get them off with one technique or another," she said proudly.

I stepped up and nodded to Raule, "Looks like we still have a while to wait."

Marylyn turned and smiled, her toothless mouth turned up and she took my arm. "Now I have two fine young men." She said looking up at us. "Come I want to show you off to Astral before the baths open up."

She dragged us off to the pedestal. We lifted her up on the pedestal and stepping around bodies making our way to Astral. Astral saw her coming and smiled as she approached with the two of us holding her arms.

Marylyn reached in and kissed Astral who never missed a beat on the guitar. "Well here you are dear and here am I, with two strong and handsome men. I was going to wait but I'm too excited. You know how that is don't you?"

Astral nodded at her then looked at me and said, "I'm sorry Josh."

"No regrets Astral. Tonight I will make you a goddess with a swelling belly," I said.

Marylyn said, "I can only hope you do the same for me."

I looked at her and said, "I can only offer the gift, grandmother. It is you who reject or accept it."

She slapped at my arm playfully. "I may not be able to bear children anymore but I had three and if I had had men like you and Raule here, I would have had many more. Now give an old lady a kiss and coax my goddess boys."

I leaned down and kissed her lips feeling them loose and slightly wet on mine. She kept at it a while. Her eyes closed with her hand on my neck. She turned to Raule, "Now you please, kiss me." Raule smiled and kissed her running his tongue over her lips and sucking them into his mouth while he cupped one of her breasts with his hand. When she broke the kiss and laughed. "I felt that one down to my toes. Astral, let him kiss you."

Astral stopped playing put down her guitar and stood taking Raule around his neck he dipped his head and kissed her. My heart fell as she melted against him and his hands slipped down to her ass. It was too long for my taste, but Raule finally broke the kiss, his hands slipping up to stroke her breast while she caught her breath with her head on his chest. Finally she stepped back and said, "I see what you mean Auntie."

"Now try Josh, he's pretty good too." Marylyn said giving me some hope that I might redeem myself in Astral's eyes.

She smiled at me, put herself in my arms and shook back her hair before looking up at me. I slowly bent down and kissed her lips softly. My tongue sneaked out and teased her upper lip and I sucked it a little. I leaned her back and kissed her harder while grasping her breast with one hand, and trailed kisses along her throat and over her breasts. Bringing her upright to once more kiss her mouth, and her cheeks, then nibbling at her lips again. She pulled my head to her and savaged my mouth. Her hand reached down and slipped into my robe. She fondled me and I let her. We got a round of applause from the pedestal, I think Roger shouted encouragement to her, as she held me by the hair with one hand and squeezed my dick with the other. I got hard in a flash and Astral grasped the tip and stroked it. I was never going to live this down.

She kept it up a little longer and then relented. She fell back breathing hard and a little flushed. "Oh that hurts so good," she said. That got a laugh from the crowd. I held her a little and she stroked my chest and I stroked her belly. Marylyn separated us, to boos from the peanut gallery. "Astral, you should play now. Give us what is in your heart now." Astral smiled bravely and sat back down. She began to play. Her thumb plucking a base rhythm of a heart beat, while her fingers picked out a lush melody on the strings.

Marylyn, Raule and I went back to the baths only to find someone else had taken our places on the duck boards. Marylyn turned to Raule, "You had two young women with you before, where are they?"

Raule turned and waved to Morgan. "There, Morgan is waving back. They are waiting for me. No problem. I've bathed them already."

"Oh my boy you can't let them cool off too much. Josh and I will keep our place. You go off and warm those two up a bit. I know their mothers, wet nursed Morgan, and I wouldn't spoil this night for them. I'll call you when we get started. OK."

"If you don't mind?" Raule said.

"No go ahead," said Marylyn. Raule grinned at her and kissed her on the cheek He wasted no time running back to Morgan and the brunette, who had taken up a conversation with Floyd.

I looked over at Astral and she was spinning on her stool playing what she saw. This whole thing was taking too long, you can not keep 23 women all hot and bothered forever. Sarge had already filled all the alcoves and was in the process of clearing out the smoking alcove for Holy Worship. I realized that Andre had foreseen this. 34 people in a room built for forty bathers with hormones raging as strong they were; a clusterfuck was sure to breakout. There were a few people already shedding their robes on the pedestal and because of the imbalanced numbers, some men found themselves with one woman on their mouth and one in each hand. I looked at the pedestal and Astral was being kissed by a line of my brothers as she played and laughed, the candle light on her naked body was warm and soft as, well ... as soft as Astral's ass. I could think of nothing softer.

Raule came back with a pipe and candle. "Morgan said to bring this to you. She said to tell you it was Night Blooming Cerise." He put the pipe in her hand and gave her the candle. Then Raule left.

Marylyn took my arm and smiled toothlessly at me. "You think she has been punished enough?"

"No I think she is enjoying herself. I gave her the full treatment yesterday, except for penetration." She has had what her sisters haven't, and having to wait may just make it sweeter in the end."

"Let us hope." Marylyn said, and we watched as Astral spun on the stool and cheered on Floyd who had failed to keep it soft and was now taking his first dip of eager young pussy, hot and wet on his dick.

Marylyn took a hit on the pipe and handed it to me. I took a hit and settled back to watch my first clusterfuck forming.

Floyd lasted a good long while then he slowed down and withdrew using the technique that Able had demonstrated earlier, but instead of propping her up with legs together he spread her legs and licked her pussy. Several girls gathered around and watched. When Floyd remounted, there was much applause. He was gentle with her, but he gave her more, and harder, as she called for it, and it appeared he could keep that up all night. The Bahia, now fully a woman screamed and shouted, "Yes! All the way!" and when Floyd sank his shaft the strain on his face reached a peak, he jerked and strained, and then he collapsed to the cheers of his people who were seeing the first open sex in these parts in a hundred and fifty some years.

Floyd was not in a hurry to withdraw and his brothers lifted the girl and placed a pillow under her and lowered them down. Floyd got his hands and knees and left his still erect penis in her slit as she drew her legs up and wrapped him in them. They kissed and nuzzled then Floyd withdrew carefully.

Astral spun now on the stool, and called out part of the body to touch or kiss. Girls played with girls as well as guys. The candles were getting lower and finally our turn had come for the bath. I called out to Raule and he came up out of the brunette's muff like a gopher and shook his head. He held up one then two fingers and gave me a shrug then his head popped out of sight.

I looked at Marylyn, she smiled back at me, "Well it's just you and me kid," she said, and pursed her lips for a kiss. I smiled and laughed. "Come Grandmother and I will introduce you to the goddess."

I took her robe and hung it for her. She was a little hunched over so I brought up the ready bench and put it on the duck boards for her. I seated her on one end of the bench. I got a bucket of water from the heater next to the fire place and tempered it with some cold. She was smiling at me as I carried the bucket over and leaned down to kiss her on both cheeks. "Grandmother let us travel through time to when you were young and had not been quickened. You were a little afraid and a little excited, yes?"

"Young man I was a lot afraid and a just little excited. Right now I'm a lot excited and not a God damn bit afraid." She said smiling at me and pulling on my penis.

I put down the bucket and had her straddle the bench, I sat behind her and dipped water over her back, the hot water made her straighten her back and she called for more. I dipped and poured the water then took up the soap and soaped her back massaging her back and working my thumbs up along the spine my fingers sliding out over her ribs. Her skin was still tight. She wasn't gaunt like a lot of old women. I rinsed her back and had her turn and face me. Her bush was grey and her breasts sagged far down her chest.

She raised her breasts to my view, "Three of my own and tens of others suckled at these," She said, I bent my head, and kissed each of them to thank them for their service to mankind. The nipples still reacted a little. Marylyn laughed and made me kiss them again.

I poured water over her breasts and took my time on her chest stroking her lightly at first but more firmly as she responded. I cupped her breasts and slipped my hand out to the nipple and fondled them. She was smiling, eyes closed thinking of how it felt when they were full of milk and her children lay on them sleeping. She smiled at me and I took it as a sign to move along. I rinsed her breasts and made sure to not leave any soap under them.

I let her lay on her back with her legs on either side of the bench and I started to wash her feet and legs, moving from side to side until I reached her knees. Then I knelt beside her and washed her thighs and then up in to her bush. She put a hand down and guided my fingers to a point where her clit would hide under the hood and made me stroke and rub her there. I soaped up my hands and reached down from the top my fingers curling down to cup her lips and tease her clit on the back stroke. She relaxed for a bit then her hand went down and held my fingers on her clit and pushed on them hard moving them from side to side. I followed her suggestion and maintained the rubbing but dipped warm water over her legs and rinsed them well then poured water on her vagina while I rubbed her clit.

Raule made an appearance with a bucket of warmer water. I thanked him and kept up the clit action but added my right hand feeling around the mouth of her vagina and stroking it. She moaned and a round of polite applause surprised her, and I. We looked up to find we had drawn an audience, women, the Black Brothers, and Astral, who was now wearing her robe, watched smiling.

Marylyn waved the Black Brothers over, "Come on boys and let Marylyn have a thrill. The brothers all gathered around her head where she looked up and she was able to see them from a familiar angle. She reached out, fondled each of their penises in turn and pulled each lightly. "We had good times boys but the old ways are gone and I wish you all the luck with the new ways."

She lay there while I shifted around and began to lick her vaginal lips, working my way up her slit, licking and spreading lubrication. If she wanted Raule to fuck her she was going to need it. I made as much saliva as I could and slowly rubbed it into her vagina. I pulled back her hood and exposed her clit licking and sucking it. Her clit grew to be enormous as I licked and sucked, drooling down her slit and working my finger slowly into her dry vagina. She worked her hips and moaned, saw Raule standing at her waist she waved him up to stand above her head his mighty tool dangled over her face she smiled, pulled back his foreskin and licked the head of his penis. She kissed, and sucked it, both hands curling around it. She stroked it back and forth across her lips and pulled it lightly. "Can you make it hard Raule I'd like to see it erect. Would you do that?"

Raule said, "If you want to see it hard, just pucker your lips and suck it a while."

She smiled at him and said, "Now if each of my boys would give me an inch or two of themselves in my vagina. I'll never accuse them of holding back again. Roger you go first, if I can take you then Floyd and Luis and then Andre. OK?"

"Sure Marylyn but can you give me some inspiration?" Roger said.

"Come over here," she said and she pulled his penis and kissed it pulling the foreskin back and sucking the tip until it grew to fill her mouth and then she kissed it on the end and stroked it with her hand. Roger grew to a full six inches, he moved down, and I got up to hold one of her legs up and out while Luis held the other. Raule had repositioned himself so Marylyn could suck his penis and as she started sucking, Roger started to enter her vagina. He was slow and took it easy; he smiled and dripped saliva on her.

Sarge came over with some lubricant, slipped the nozzle into her and squirted some lube deep in to her vagina. Then it was more comfortable all around. Roger got at least three inches into her and was able to stroke back and forth slowly at first and then the lube began to spread and he went little deeper and a little faster.

I looked up at Raule who had to move down so his now erect tool, all ten inches, was in Marylyn face. She stroked it and rubbed it on her face smiling as Roger worked her gently. She put out her hand and pushed Roger away. Floyd came up a little light since he had delivered a load a few minutes ago but he eased into her carefully and she took him easily

One of the Bahia came over and took Luis's penis in her hand encouraging him to get ready. He accepted her urging, massaged her boobs and soon was hard as a rock.

Luis bent over Marylyn accepted lubrication on his penis and eased into her. She rocked her hips and moaned a little and hugged Raul's Tool closer to her lips. Licking it and sucking it while Luis fucked her slowly but firmly.

I suddenly realized that I was in the way so I dried myself and found Astral crying and smiling at the same time as she watched her Aunt being made to feel like a goddess after all these years. I put my arm around her; she looked up and kissed me.

We watched as Marylyn climaxed and Andre eased her down and pulled out, she relaxed and her boys poured warm water over her and then dried her with towels and got her on her feet. She reached out and patted Raule on the cheek then accepted a robe and Luis escorted her to the pedestal.

Chapter 4 The Clusterfuck

Andre came past us and said "Now Astral may be washed and we can start this clusterfuck for real." Astral turned to me and hugged me. I took her hand and noticed Audrey standing looking at me. I reached out and took her hand, "Come you can help me wash Astral," I said. So the three of us went to the duck boards. I moved the bench off and several girls sat on it and watched as I washed the last of the Bahia.
I had to make this fast but I also had to get Audrey back up to at least simmer and I had to make Astral feel the goddess; A lot to ask from an agronomist. I took the dipper in hand and began.

Astral had bent and pulled up her hair so I dipped water on her back and down over her ass. She stood facing the right and I soaped up her back, feeling every inch of her. I looked at Audrey and said, "Why don't you soap up her front?" Audrey laughed. "You come in front, I'll do her back." So I moved and dipped water over her breasts and began to soap her. Astral smiled and threw back her head, lifting her breasts to my hands. Audrey stroked her back and soon had gotten down to her sweet cheeks. She was rubbing with her eyes closed, and feeling what I don't know. Astral reacted to being goosed by pushing her hips back and I slid my hand down and stroked her bush and reached back where I felt Audrey's finger had entered Astral's ass and so I just rubbed her clit, opened her lips and dipped my finger.

I dipped some more water on her and soaped up her bush real well. I started stroking her and let my finger probe her vagina, taking my time and easing it into her. She accepted my finger easily, and stood rocking her hips as my finger stroked her.

I reached around and had Audrey stand beside Astral. I put my other hand on Audrey's trim bush. I began to rub, and Audrey put her arm around Astral. They both rocked their hips as I stroked their bushes. Applause broke out as Audrey reached out and took my penis in her hand stroking it in time.

I relaxed my control and let it erect itself as Audrey looked down at it swelling in her hand. Astral still had her eyes closed and she reached out with her hand and put it on my shoulder and leaned in to my shoulder while her hips rocked. I left my finger in Audrey while I dipped water over Astral's breasts and bush trying with one hand to dip and rub but I had to use both hands. Audrey moaned when I took my hand away. Astral must have opened her eyes and saw Audrey had my penis in her hand. Astral looked up at me and smiled then reached down and helped Audrey stroke it. I was getting way ahead of myself, and had two women wanting me to make the Goddess appear. I moved them both to lean up against the wall, and knelt between Astral's legs, reaching out with my left hand to stroke Audrey's thighs and belly.

I started trying to find Astral's clit in her dark curls with my lips and right hand. Finally I got all the hair out of the way and sucked it lightly. Astral stiffened and put one hand on my head stoking my hair.

While I had Astral under control, I felt for Audrey and slipped a finger back in to her. Then I stroked, sucked, licked and fingered. Astral started to climax and I helped her, sucking her clit and stroking her pussy. Astral caught herself and stood leaning down to kiss me as I still had Audrey on the other hand. Astral turned and kissed Audrey while I stroked her with two fingers. I shifted around until I was between Audrey's legs and started to lick her when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Astral leaned down and said, "She wants you to kiss her, I'll take over down there."

So Astral and I traded places. Audrey kissed me and since I was now supporting her with my arms Audrey put her arms around me and lifted one leg to drape it over Astral's shoulder. Applause greeted that move, I looked around, and at least half of the people in the room were watching Astral and I working on Audrey. I heard Roy say something but I couldn't tell what it was. Audrey was reaching now for her second climax of the night and her friends shouted encouragement.

Audrey was bucking and moaning, I heard Astral sucking, and felt Audrey's hips moving. I was sucking her nipple when she pulled me by the hair up to her lips. I kissed her hard and thrust my tongue into her mouth. Then she started to climax, she was shaking and gripping me hard, her head fell back and she made a noise in her throat, holding the guttural note for two measures, then collapsing in my arms. I felt Astral's hand slide up my back and she made me the meat in the sandwich as I lifted Audrey up.

Astral reached around and held my penis while Audrey caught her breath against my chest. Cheers and applause broke out, and when I turned everyone was kissing everyone else, the girls who had paired up were kissing, and Roy was trying to kiss three at once.

I gathered the two women in my arms and kissed them. We dried each other and left our robes on the hooks as it looked like everyone had now abandoned modesty in favor of access.

Sarge called for our attention and everyone who wasn't otherwise occupied gathered around the Pedestal. "People of Burney," he said, "we do not have enough alcoves to provide privacy, and in order to allow more participation in the insemination," A laugh greeted that, "We have had the Administration bring in rugs, blankets and cushions. If you please help roll them out we can all be more comfortable. We are going to douse the Chandelier and only leave enough light to get around. Now that all the women are washed and have been readied and the introductions made we can get on with the main events of the evening. So come by the entry way and make yourselves a nest where ever you can find space. The lights are dimming in half an hour. I wish all of you luck."

Astral, Audrey and I joined the queue and got a rug, three blankets and three pillows from the go-fer girls at the entry way. These must be the older ones, a look of surprise and longing came to their faces when Sarge opened the drapes and they saw that most of us were naked and many of us were "otherwise engaged".

I noticed Andre kissed each one of the go-fer girls in thanks for their service. I decided as a guest that I'd just thank them. We circulated around the room and found that Raule had saved us some space between he and Bob who was spreading his rugs and blankets.

The girls unrolled the rug and spread all but one of the Blankets, then tossed the cushions on while I went to get a couple of dry towels.

I lay down with an extra blanket under my arm and patted the pallet. The girls sat down Indian fashion in front of me. "What next?" Audrey asked looking around at the swiftly organizing crowd. Pipes had been passing around, one came by and we all took a hit and passed it on to Bob and his group.

"I think," I said, "once everyone is settled the lights will go out and it will be 2.3 women for every man. So there will be a need for us to concentrate on what we are doing to get you women pregnant,"

Astral watched as Raule, setting cross legged, allowed his tool to rise under his brunette's careful caressing. I was watching as Bob was handling three girls trying to find the right position so he could handle them all. I knew he was just stalling waiting for the lights to dim.

I sat up facing them and we made a triangle of knees. I reached out to each of them and we had the problem that we had to lean over to touch each other. I moved Audrey so she was on my left thigh and had Astral sit on my right with her leg over Audrey's. "We can at least kiss," I said and hugged them to me. The girls were looking behind me at Raule. I tried to turn but couldn't see.

Bob had finally selected one on his lap and one on each hand, on their knees kissing him. But after some discussion and readjustment it was finally settled by the women that it would be one on his lap and one on each hand, but the hand maidens would be on their knees stroking the goddess on the rod.

I laughed, but realized with both arms around them, I had no mobility. "Ladies this is not going to work. Let's try something else." They moved and I turned and caught Raule in the last act of "The Features of the Tool" I knew that they had been watching as he demonstrated.

"Shall I show you mine?" I asked. They agreed so I sat cross legged and Astral and Audrey were closely watching as I lifted my flaccid penis up and pulled back the fore skin. I explained about blood pressure and how it needed some coaxing to become erect. Audrey reached out and touched it cupping it in her hand and she smiled at Astral, who rubbed her finger tips along the top of it just pulling back the foreskin.

I leaned back, spread my legs as they sat on either side of me and fondled me. I relaxed and allowed them to coax "Achilles from his tent." Mine was not like Raule's but the women took turns stroking it and squeezing it. That's about when the lights went out.

In seconds Ohh's, Ahhh's, and nervous laughter filled the room, and I pulled Audrey and Astral down under each arm and hugged them. "Now Audrey you are first up so Astral you can help or just keep stroking my penis to keep it hard. OK?"

"Go for it but save me some, OK."

I turned my attention to Audrey, and Astral just cupped herself to my back. I kissed Audrey and stroked her breasts. Audrey rolled over on her back and I lost contact with Astral.

Audrey was responding enthusiastically and I thought I was doing really well when I slid my hand down to her clit and found Astral's tongue, so I fondled Audrey's boobs and kissed them

"Audrey sit on my face and I'll sip your nectar," I said.

Audrey didn't move to get up but her hips were moving and Astral's hand came up to grasp my penis and squeezed it. I let her go a minute kissing her and playing but then I moved to my back and lifted Audrey on to my lap.

Her wet pussy lips hit my hard-on and I swear they sucked it into her.

So Audrey was no problem. She was only moderately tight, I had plenty of room. I maneuvered her so I could stroke up the back of her vagina and just catch my penis under her cervix. She seemed to like that for a while then leaned over me and began to ride the tip just popping it in and out of the mouth of her vagina. Then she sank it, and worked a deep slow stroke, she sank down on my chest and kissed me. She just held me like that while I moved in and out, back and forth and in and out. I finally could release the demons and so I let go of another bit of control,

I started to thrust harder now and she got back up on her hands and met me with equal vigor. Oh it felt good!

Astral took that opportunity to back around and plant her pussy on my face. Her curly bush rubbed lightly against my nose and we adjusted positions so I could lick her slit from bottom to top. In the meantime Audrey was still meeting me and Astral's pussy filled my face with gooey nectar.

Audrey started to fade so I stopped her, gently pushed Astral away and let Audrey fall on to my chest. I reached down and moved her right leg out straight then flipped her on her back.

"Astral find a pillow", I said.

She slapped me aside the head with a pillow, "Oh sorry, it's the light."

"No," I said. "Put it under her hips," I lifted Audrey up, and Astral fitted the pillow. I let Audrey down and leaned over her again pulling her knees up and out. I was ready to plant a few wild oats and I wanted to make sure the field was clear. I started to stroke and let go of the control I had been exercising all night. Charlotte Dunbar passed thru my mind, but Audrey's pussy felt just as good. I let myself think of sons and daughters I would never really know and bent to kiss Audrey but she was in the wrong position I could barley reach her forehead. I pulled my head back, and Astral slipped in to kiss me. I could feel the surge start to build, and I fed on that, willing it to come...yet willing to suffer the waiting to make one more stroke in that pink perfection around my dick.

Audrey groaned and let out a loud sigh. I felt her relax, and that set me off. I sank it deep into her putting as much at the mouth of her cervix as I could. Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed her pussy. I stroked a few times jerkily and then collapsed on her, pulling her hips up to hold my semen in her. I rested a moment while Astral stroked my back and my ass. I grabbed a towel and slipped my penis out, wiped myself and then softly dried Audrey's exposed parts, giving her mound a few tender kisses, then laying down next to her.

I still wasn't done but at least I could rest for the next round. I cuddled with Audrey while Astral got on her other side and kissed her. "Did it hurt?" Astral asked.

Audrey laughed, "Deliciously!"

At that a few eavesdroppers laughed and there were cat calls all around for a while and a few voices asked for a pipe or a pouch. After a few moments it quieted down except for the sound of wet flesh slapping in three-quarter time.

I kissed Audrey and held her breast while I drifted off to sleep.

I was awakened by Raule grabbing my ass and whispering in my ear, "Josh can you do me a favor?"

I turned to him and said, "I'm not sucking your dick."

Raule said, "No, can you, well can you open Morgan up for me. I've tried everything and I don't want to hurt her if you could just work her till she opens up a bit then I can finish her off. OK?"

I turned over and woke up a little. "OK just for you." I was rewarded by a stiff punch to my shoulder and his hand on my arm leading me to the unfortunate one.

Morgan had her pussy over the brunette's face. The brunette was giving her a slow simmer to keep her ready. Raule stayed back and I moved Morgan over keeping her on her knees. I let my penis anticipate another tight orifice, but I bent down and felt her pussy with my hand, slipping one finger slowly in to her. She would start to relax, but as I tried to put in a second finger it tightened and my first finger was tight in her once again. I leaned over and licked it and it relaxed and I was able to get one finger in and loosened her up slowly. "A very nervous filly". I thought.

I turned over on my back, put my head between her legs, pulled her down just a bit so I could kiss her vaginal opening, then slipped one finger into her while licking her lips and playing with her ass with my thumb.

I kept that up until I was able to get two fingers into her vagina and she got used to that. Then I pulled out from under her and pushed her head down gently, lifted her ass and began to rub the tip of my penis on her vagina. I felt it constrict but as I continued, it relaxed again and I was able to get the tip almost thru the opening. I licked my hand, lubricated the tip of my penis and pressed it back before she could tighten up again. I kept up a steady pressure and finally I entered her slowly. I drew back and came in again slowly but firmly. I only went in about half way teasing her and increasing the rhythm and slowing down but never thrusting completely.

I worked her a while, then pulled out and let Raule start to work. He had lubed up and started to rub the head of his tool on her vagina after a few attempts he was in and Morgan was sobbing but still working it deeper into her.

I returned to find Astral and Audrey talking; I joined them and kissed them both, "Anything happen while I was gone?" I asked. Astral got up and got on the other side of me. I laid back, she rubbed my chest and kissed it. Then her hand slid down to my half erect penis, and she kissed me with increasing ferocity. I wrapped her in my arms, and pulled her on top of me, in self defense more than anything.

She trapped my penis between us and as it re-inflated she rocked across me, arching her back so her pubic bone rocked over my swelling penis. I pulled her up and made her sit on my face, so I could lubricate her, and, frankly, so I could lick her pink little pussy. I confess, pink drives me crazy.

About that time I heard Morgan really grunt and groan then Raule made the call of the choking moose more than once, took in a gigantic breath and let it out again.

There was a constant slap from Bob's side of the blanket, but I ignored it and concentrated on Astral. I had wanted to have her since yesterday, and last night touching her was exquisite. I had a lot more appreciation for the situation we were really in now, and could relax and be myself at last. I licked her one last time and guided her to my lap.

I had her lift and I lubed up and took the tip and rubbed it over her. She adjusted her angle then pressed her vagina ever so slightly on to my penis. I provided a few soft thrusts and she pulled away only to come back again and millimeter by millimeter I sank my penis into her. She was still not relaxed, but I pulled her down on my chest, then we rested and savored the moment. I moved gently and rubbed her silky back. She kissed me on the throat and moved her pelvis up and down slightly forcing me ever deeper in to her. She rubbed my chest and said, "I've been wondering all night what this was going to be like, and it has been like nothing I could ever imagine."

Astral reached up and kissed me then raised herself up and slowly worked me fully into her. Her breath caught, and she jerked a few times, but she just stopped, and breathed a few times before looking down at me. She smiled, put her hands on my abdomen, and began to rock forward, lifting her hips then coming back in an arch that kept me trapped in a pulsating prison of pink. I kept my abdominal muscles tight and let her rock until she had to move to another position.

I rolled her over on her back and gave her a few slow complete strokes, completely exiting her, and then completely taking her. I moved up and slipped up the back of her vagina to trap her cervix, and let it slip off the tip of my penis, making for some interesting variations. I changed positions, and began some slow and serious thrusting, but not meat slappin'. She responded well and her vagina was well lubricated now. She buried her head into my neck and gasped, "Oh Josh, Oh Josh" over and over as I kept the rhythm constant.

By now there was the sound of slapping meat coming from every side, and I had forgotten we were in an almost public space. All I was thinking of was the pink, her supple arms around me, her graceful breasts and her flying fingers on the guitar. I felt her begin to climax, and began the release of my demons.

Her knees were up and she locked her ankles behind my back. I started thrusting for the finish, and she was still working it hard; we were both covered in sweat and slippery. It was a marvelous feeling at that moment.

But all such moments are fleeting. Astral arched her back and screamed "Oh Josh!" and after a second I felt her go limp. She kept her arms and legs around me but she was just holding on. She was like gelatin, all soft and wiggly. I felt the surge begin. I gritted my teeth and pumped my seed deep in to her. Astral rose to meet my thrust. I cried out, "Oh Ast ... ral, Oh Ast ... ral, Oh Astral." and collapsed on to my elbows.

We got a hand from Raule and Morgan, the rest of the room laughed, and continued with whatever had previously occupied them. Astral and I laughed a little as we caught our breaths. I rose up on my hands, and the cool air hit the sweaty flesh between us. I was still erect. Astral had that effect on me and I wasn't willing to release my grip on her yet. I dipped to kiss her, her eyes opened and she smiled dreamily. "Oh Josh," she tried with diminished strength to pull me to her lips. I let our bodies seal the cool damp flesh and kissed her on the mouth.

A pillow came bouncing out of the night and hit me in the face. Astral laughed. I was wobbly with the after glow and I wanted to hold Astral. My erection would surly provide a seal to keep the precious juices flowing toward impregnation. I turned her and let her legs rest in the crooks of my arms my knees cupping her butt. My erection pressed against the front of her vagina and I slid it out a little rubbing to find her G spot and bumping my dick to softly stimulate her. I soon tired and called for a towel. One hit me in the face and fortunately it hadn't been used. Astral and I maneuvered our selves around on the rug so we could be next to Audrey and then I started the classic drip less pull out. Astral wasn't dripless, she had been too excited to be as dry as Audrey, and Audrey hadn't been really dripless either.
I wiped myself on one side of the towel, folded it so the fresh side was out and laid it on Astral's moist pussy. I pulled a pillow under her hips and took the blanket off Audrey, and placed the warm side around Astral. I dropped down and kissed her, "You just stay here in your egg and think thoughts of insemination. I'm going the help Audrey clean up and we'll be back before you can accept the full measure of my semen."

"I love it when you talk dirty," she said.

I wrapped a towel against Audrey's pussy and held it as she rolled on to her knees. She took both ends of the towel held it like a diaper as we made our way to the baths.

I took her towel and tossed it on the bench as she stepped on to the duck boards. There were only two candles providing a dim flickering illumination. The Air was thick with smoke from the fireplaces and the pipes that flared and fumed in the shadows.

I got some water, and lead her to the urinal that jutted from the wall. I let her pee and poured water over her bush rinsing her while using my hand directed the flow over her dripping vagina. I kept her there draining for a couple of moments, filling the time with necking and fondling.

I led her out on to the duck boards and poured water over her using my hand to wash off the dried sweat and to feel her soft and tempting titties. I poured water on her trim bush and used my hand to direct the water to wash away the residual semen and Audrey's nectar.

I took my time and Audrey seemed to enjoy it but her slit was sensitive and a little sore so I just applied appreciation, and kissed her while she poured water over me, and washed my penis. She was gentle, and thorough, and smiled a little when I let it rise up to greet her. She pulled the foreskin back and poured warm water over it, sliding her hand to clean me and perhaps enjoy a thrill. I pushed her hand away reluctantly. If I had another load I wanted to plant it deep.

We dried each other and I gathered our robes which were still on the wall hooks. I put Audrey's robe on her and handed her Astral's Sun flowered robe.

Hand in hand we made our way back to where Astral was laying on her back in the egg position thinking thoughts of motherhood. We got down and kissed her. "I brought your robe." Audrey said. Astral turned to me, I kissed her and slipped my hand under her blanket to fondle her. She smiled and said, "I was just lying here smelling myself, and I swear I smell pregnant."

I laughed, "Nobody smells pregnant."

"No, smell me and tell me what you think."

I slipped under the blanket and smelled her, she smelled of sweat, sex, desert blossoms and something I couldn't identify. It might have been her characteristic smell. What ever it was, it was filled to the max with pheromones. I got hard and ended up smelling every crease and cranny of her just for the touch of her skin on my nose and lips.

I met Audrey who had ducked under the blanket to see what I was doing, and we kissed. "Is it true?" She asked. "Does she smell pregnant?"

"What do you think?"

She breathed in deeply and said, "She smells but I don't know about pregnant."

"She smells of sex, sweat and Astral. If she says she smells pregnant, I'll take her word for it. Let me smell you and see if you smell pregnant." She kissed me and backed out of the blanket.

I maneuvered my way to Astral's head and kissed her. "You need to stay here a little while longer. Then I can clean you up, so just stay warm and think about twins." I kissed her, pulled the blanket around her and laid down to smell Audrey. She opened her arms and I started with her hair and down to her ears working my way down opening the robe to smell at each nipple to see if I could smell lactation. I sucked each of them before sinking lower on her abdomen. I leisurely worked my way to her bush, kissed it and lay my cheek on her. Working her legs apart so I could lie between them, stroke her silky thighs and dreamed.

I woke up later with a blanket over me. Audrey had fallen asleep but apparently had pulled a blanket over us before she slept. Audrey was warm around me and I lay there content for a while. Astral must be tired of being in the egg position; I thought, and slid out from under Audrey's blanket.

I found Astral asleep. I kissed her awake, and cuddled with her, saying. "Do you want to get cleaned up?"

She turned and nodded. I pulled off the blanket, and helped her up. The room was quiet as we stepped carefully across the floor to the baths. A couple was using the baths so we waited, necking and fondling. I had thrown Astral's robe over her shoulders, and now I slid under it to touch her smooth skin. We necked while waiting and didn't mind.

Finally Roy finished, dried his girl and led her across the floor.

I took Astral's robe and the towel her hands held to her dripping crotch. I took a smell of the towel, and it smelled of Astral, and sex, and my penis started to rise again. I led her to the urinal, let her pee, and rinsed her off. I took a much needed leak, and as the beer streamed out of me, Astral's hand took control of my now limp dick, and played the stream around the bowl. She squeezed it and released it in spurts giggling. I showed her how to shake off the last drips then she pulled back my foreskin and poured warm water over it to rinse it off. I poured the rest of the bucket into the urinal to flush it and went to refill the bucket.

I got the water, and poured water over her, rubbed her and poured more water. She poured for me, and we washed each other. Astral took a keen interest in washing my penis, and when I let rise up, she encouraged it by whispering to the tip. I couldn't hear what she said but I felt the touch of her lips and her warm breath. She kissed it lightly and it rose to full attention. She laughed and kissed me rubbing my penis across her bushy curls and pressing it to her.

I made her bend and I thoroughly rinsed her back and butt. I massaged her lightly and put my finger in her ass just a little and pumped it in and out for few times then turned her so I could rinse her bush and fondle her pussy once again. She wasn't sore at all, she said, but I found that she was at least sensitive, and care would be needed.

She then made me bend over and she explored my ass; fondled my scrotum before feeling up my ass, poking me there, and laughing. She was very gentle, and I gave her free range to feel me up. She took the opportunity to explore me from the back of my knees to my neck. Then she pushed and pulled me to stand with my penis out. She poured warm water washing it again, this time feeling it, and testing its range of motion. I let her play for a while then drew her to me and kissed her.

She was kissing me and feeling my penis rub across her bush. "Do you want to try for twins," I said into her ear. Her hand gripped me and she kissed me quickly nodding. We dried each other, and took a couple of towels with us to the rug where Audrey slept. Raule was asleep, snoring a little. Bob was still trying to finish off the last one. Two eggs draped with blankets decorated his pallet. I took Astral, removed her robe, and mine, and rolled them for pillows, I put the towels where they were easy to get to, and threw a blanket over us.

I started by just leisurely necking as Astral relaxed and formed herself to me, one leg over me, with her pubis against my hipbone. We necked, fondled, and took our time. Finally I rolled her over, and covered her with my thigh, taking complete control of her breasts. My lips and hands covered every centimeter of smooth soft skin. I sucked her nipples, and got a sigh as she pulled me tight to her breast.

I slid down between her legs, and planted a kiss where I thought her clit might be. It wasn't there but I soon found it. I rolled her hips up and licked her slit. It was soon lubricated and quivering. I wished I had enough light to see her, pink and soft, glistening with my saliva, and her own sweet nectar.

I moved up and kissed her again. She threw her leg over me and I pulled it up high on my hip. I reached down and guided my penis to her vaginal opening. We jousted for a while until it slipped in about an inch. I maneuvered so that she had about a third of me in her and adjusted my hips so that my penis, as it slid in and out, rubbed against her clitoris. She kissed me, and we pressed our chests together. I felt her back and shoulder with one hand while the other hand lay with my fingers wrapped in Astral's.

We lay there just moving a little, and savoring the passion we were developing. Astral took her hand and moved me a little closer to her so more of me was in her. I began to take longer strokes, and the pace picked up a little. Astral was becoming more aroused, and her lubrication began to increase. She slid down a little to put a little more pressure on her clit. I kept up a slow, steady stroke, and felt her passion rising. She now took over the tempo, raising it a bit, and creeping steadily closer to me.

I started this round thinking I'd make slow passionate love to her, but her passion was more pressing than mine. We soon couldn't maintain this position. I rolled her over on my chest so she could straddle me and rise up on her hands. I took the opportunity to fondle her breasts and nipples as she took it deeper into her, and started saying," Oh Josh, Oh Josh," again, as I lifted my hips to meet her increasingly frantic strokes.

I reached down and pulled her hips up, changing the angle of our coupling. Now the tip of my penis was rubbing her "G" spot and she slowed down a little, and began to pull it almost out, then a slow stroke taking it in; as she moved her hips from side to side and rubbed her spot.

Audrey woke up, slipped over to lie beside me, and watch Astral. She kissed me, "I didn't know we got seconds." I put out my hand and stroked her cheek, "Do you want seconds?"

She laughed, "I'm still a little sore on the outside, but I have a longing inside that is getting more acute. Perhaps we could try it, and see?"

I could tell that Astral was getting ready to climax and I wanted so badly to fill her with my semen again.

"I'll tell you what. If you hang your pussy over my face I'll lick the soreness away, but I'm not sure that I'll be able to get it up again after this."

Audrey kissed me, stroked my cheek and whispered in my ear. "Perhaps we can meet again when you can worship my Goddess, and devote your full attention." She rose and kissed Astral. Astral settled back taking me fully into her and leaned back a little as Audrey opened her robe and Astral's arms slid inside it. I was not surprised at them. Women in a society where men are so few will still need love and affection.

What did surprise me was when Audrey threw her leg over me and backed down a little presenting her pussy to my face. Astral resumed her movements, and Audrey lowered herself until it was lick, or be smothered in warm and fragrant womanhood. I started licking, and the women continued kissing and fondling as Astral began to rotate her hips, and went back to rubbing her "G" spot with the tip of my dick.

Audrey was not so sore now, I found while exploring with my fingers. She was very wet, and she moved her hips, perhaps a bit too much for me to concentrate on any one part. Astral was about to climax and I wanted to kiss her when she did, but Audrey was kissing her and I was kissing Audrey so I relaxed and felt that Astral would get my kiss even though it would be filtered up to her through Audrey's wet lips.

I was thinking about a chain of wet lips and stroking Audrey's clit when Astral started to climax and I felt the demons release themselves. My back arched as I drove up into Astral and dumped my seed as she had driven down seeking final release. Audrey kissed Astral and pushed her hips down, hooked my nose in her vagina and shivered as she too climaxed.

We froze for a second or two all closely linked in a triangle of erotic fulfillment. Astral said "Oh Josh," in a whisper and fell on her side. Audrey jerked her hips again and fell on me, her face in the wet spot in my lap. I felt her hot surging breath on my wet penis. I shot another weak round in salute, and groaned into Audrey's pussy, wrapping my arms around her, and rubbing my nose in her vagina.

When I woke up, Audrey was licking my face, and calling my name softly, while Astral dried my privates with one of the towels. I opened my eyes with difficulty, and smiled a weak smile as Audrey took a towel and dried my face, and down on my neck where her nectar had dribbled. "I think there is some in my ears too." I said.

She just laughed and then touched my ear where sure enough a dribble had run while I had arched my neck to tongue deep into her. She dried my ear, and kissed it

They pulled the pillows around us, and spread both blankets over the three of us; we all snuggled down and passed into dreamland.

Chapter 5 - Private Lessons

The day after the Great Burney Clusterfuck, as it came to be known, we awoke, and the girls all left smiling, although some left with sore pussies.

The men were all smiling too, as we took the time to bathe and clean up the bath house. The dining hall was pretty empty by the time we got there; a few women sat drinking tea and, as the ten of us came in, they gave us a round of applause. After breakfast I had checked up on the mules with sore feet, and found that they had been cared for, and would be okay after some rest. Astral had taken me to see the feed barns, and the vegetable greenhouses where her mother worked. Her mother Betty was about forty years old, and handsome, if not pretty. She kissed me like a son, and introduced me to all her colleagues in the green house.

We left the green house, and Astral took me to see the pottery kilns, and the machine shop. I found that while they had full machine shop they didn't have many machinists because the tool bits necessary to train them were limited. There was a coal mine near by and they used coal for their pottery kiln, and to fire up the boilers of a steam generator to run the shops. The cost of transport made it prohibitive to use the generators much though, and besides, the wear and tear was of great concern.

Astral took me out to show me the nearer fields which were rotated, and included pasture for a small dairy herd of cows and goats. Once away from people Astral slid my arm around her, and told me of the trail of the goatherd which she had taken the last five years, and how they had lost two fine rams to a Grizzly bear last summer.

I told her of when I had been in the middle of a stampede of bison near Porterville. I was only saved by a very stout old pepper tree. I had her attention and we were in each others arms so I kissed her. Her head snapped back with a look of horror and said, "Oh Josh!"

"What," I said.

"There is the lunch bell,"

I kissed her again and she let me, well more than let me. She encouraged me really, to stick my tongue far enough down her throat to check her ovaries. But at last she backed away laughing, "I'm already pregnant, no need to check."

I trapped her arms and pulled her up to me and kissed her on each cheek. "Astral, I hope you are carrying my son. I'll never really know him so tell him that I very much hoped the best for him." I cried a tear and my nose got stuffy but Astral just kissed me. I felt hot tears on my cheek that weren't mine and an eager mouth. I finally broke the kiss and just held her until we both regained control. She wiped her eyes with her shawl and then wiped my eyes while I pulled out my kerchief and blew my nose.

After that romantic interlude there was no option but to lunch with the whole community. We wandered back up to the mess hall meeting up with some friends of Astral on the way and she introduced me. The girls shook my hand and all looked at me with awe, I thought it was because they weren't used to seeing men without keepers.

We weren't too late but the Mess hall was filled and noisy. I noticed that my team was spread out, Oh, a few of our girls sat with Chief Mercer, and Sue with some of the Black Brotherhood at a table away from the kitchen. But the guys, and some of the women of my team, were spread out mingling with the locals.

Astral was looking over the crowd, and saw her mother waving. She pulled me across the room, and introduced me to all the Aunties that had gathered around us. A couple of them were definitely Milfs, but I kept my hands to myself, and eventually we all took our places, the food started to arrive, and questions started coming my way. I answered them as best I could, and tried to duck some pointing to my full mouth. I ate so much that Betty made a joke about me eating for five, me and my four sons.

That set off a round of questions about my sons, and I ended up admitting that I had only ever seen two of them, the others being born after I had left Redding and gone back to Davis. The women all said that was too bad, but I should still be proud and to love the ones I had met. I told them that I did. "I know more of my girls because they are all at the crèche at the University where I work," I said.

"Oh you have girls too?" Auntie number 13 asked.

"47 girls and four sons as of last Christmas," I said immodestly.

You would have had to throw an enraged wolverine in the midst of a flock of turkeys to get a bigger reaction.

In truth Scouts don't worry about their sons too much until they get to be about 13, then they make sure that they join the Kiva where they can get male companionship and learn the skills necessary to live well in world of women. I was way too young to be at that point but it was coming and I wrote a letter to each of them around their birthdays.

I noticed that all our men were all surrounded by aunties, and were seated with one or more of the girls they had covered last night, Raule sat between Morgan and the brunette, their mothers on the other side of the table pushing food Raule's way. Raule had taken the same tactic I had but was up to his ears in Sweet Corn Fritters as a result.

Betty patted my arm, "Josh if you'd like, you can come to our house and have dinner with us some night."

"I'd like that," I smiled.

"I have to get back to the radishes," Betty said and got up to go. I got up too, and gave her a little hug, "It was a pleasure to meet you." She grinned up at me, and squeezed my ribcage in a massive hug, her head on my chest. She stepped back, took a deep breath, and just smiled; turning to Astral, she pecked her on the cheek and said, "I'll see you at dinner."

Astral and I took that as our cue to leave also, and started making our way out. There were the "Hello's," and "Goodbyes," and "This is Josh," and so on, as we made our way through the thinning after lunch crowd. I saw Audrey across the room, and she pointed me out to someone. I waved at her and told Astral I'd meet her outside.

I made my way through the room to Audrey. Audrey looked different with her clothes on. She wore her hair in a bun, with elaborately carved hair pins, and had on loose fitting pants, and a shirt also in plain light cloth, but I saw the same flashing eyes and eager grin that I remembered from last night. Audrey came forward to meet me, "Oh Josh, there's someone I want you to meet." She pulled me by the hand and presented me to an aging grandmotherly type seated next to the wall of the mess hall. "Mother, this is Josh Perkins. Josh this is my mother Evelyn Riley." Audrey stepped back and smiled at me, so I reached for the old lady's hand, "Pleased to meet you." She looked me up and down then beckoned me, "Come closer young man. These old eyes are weak."

I knelt on one knee in front of her chair, she leaned in and looked me up and down, her face as composed as if she were inspecting a manure heap; she reached out and touched my face. Her hands were smooth, warm and soft. I moved closer thinking "she must be almost blind," her other hand touched my face, feeling the eye ridges, and hollow of my cheeks down to my chin, then back up touching my nose, and feeling my lips as delicately as a butterfly. I leaned closer to her watery eyes, her hands smoothed back my hair then she kissed my cheek, again, as softly as a butterfly; then her hands turned my head, and she briefly kissed me as a woman.
I was cool about it; I smiled at her, and kissed her hand on the palm. "Very pleased to meet you Ms. Riley." Sarge would have been proud of me.

"So this is the young man I have heard so much about?" She still had her hands on me but just, she smiled and gently pushed me away. As I stood back up the Aunties cackled to each other and smiled.

Audrey came up and grasped my arm, smiling up at me, "Yes Mother isn't he wonderful?" she actually hopped a coupled of times smiling at me so much it hurt my face. I turned back to her mother who smiled, but not too convincingly. "Yes he is indeed wonderful." Her face wasn't smiling when she asked, "My boy is it true that you have sired 51 children?"

All of Audrey's aunties gasped, Audrey looked at me shocked, then glee spread over her face the she hopped a couple of times and looked at me for an answer.

What could I say? I simply said, "Yes."

Audrey smiled at me and hugged me. Ms. Reilly stood up and hugged me too. "You are a man," she said, "We haven't had anyone as potent as you around here in twenty years, Welcome Josh, Welcome." All The aunties were chattering. Audrey kissed me, hopped again, kissed me, and I held on to her just to keep decorum in the mess hall. She threw her arms around my neck, and looked me in the eye, smiling about to burst. "You didn't tell me last night. I thought you had only four."

"Only four sons but 47 girls too, 51 as of Christmas, but how did your mother know?"

"Oh mother knows everything; she is the head of the whole Administration." Audrey said. "Damn, I have to get back to work, we are castrating goats today and we are only half done. If I'm going to bathe and make dinner I have to go." She kissed me again and asked, "I will see you at dinner?"

"Sure, I'll look for you. I have the day off and no duty until tomorrow morning." She kissed me somewhat ostentatiously then skipped off to castrate her goats. I turned to say goodbye to Ms. Riley but her chair was vacant and all the aunties had moved on to interrogate someone else.

I made my way outside and found Astral talking with some women and girls. The young ones looked at me and smiled, though a few tittered behind the women's backs. Astral introduced me and I shook hands all around. We left to see the library. As we were leaving I heard one of the girls squeal, "51 and he hasn't been at it five years!" Astral's reaction was to smile, grasp my arm and laugh. We laughed a lot on the way to the library, and met half the village before we entered another beehive dome complex, larger than the bath house.

The entry way of the library was another half dome like the Bathhouse, but the entrance to the Library stacks was through a heavy wood wall with an impressive set of doors. An office set in one corner, a sky light above let in good light on a desk. A woman leaning over several layers of heavy paper stood and half turned to us. "Goodness! Come in Astral and who is this?" She stood up and shook out her dress, beckoning us to come to her.

"This is Josh Perkins, Josh, this is Margaret Black, she was my first music teacher, and will be my thesis mentor if I'm lucky." Astral said.

She reached out her hand and looked at me over her glasses, "Pleased to me you Josh," then she looked at Astral and back at me smiling then looked at Astral, "Oh Josh?" she asked, and Astral nodded. Margaret took my hand and got as far as "Oh Josh," then she laughed, and laughed again, bending over and hanging on to Astral who had exploded as well. I didn't see the joke but I laughed with them and finally they caught their breath, and were hugging and whispering. I gave them some space. Finally they came up wiping their eyes, Margaret took my hand and shook it, then turned her hand, brought mine to her lips and kissed it. She looked at me with laughing eyes, "Oh thank you for that moment I haven't laughed like that, well in years. Although," she said shaking her hair back, "I can't for the life of me explain why."

Margaret was Head Librarian and she explained to me that the stacks were not really in the building. "No there are far too many books in the true stacks, they are all under ground. We access them but most of the books never leave their chambers." We make our primary education books and of course a lot of paper. We have two printing presses and cast our own type, but we just don't have the right inks or thread to make silk screen techniques work."

Astral had chattered and I had listened and asked many questions, finally we left the Library and started walking out to a look out point above the village.

The terrain was steep and I had to help Astral up the last incline. When she came up over the ledge I pulled her into my arms and held her a little too long. I backed away embarrassed at my familiarity with a woman I hardly knew.

"What's wrong?" Astral asked, but I just smiled and looked out over the valley and down the canyon to the west. The sun was lowering to the horizon and I knew that there only a few hours left of my day off.

Astral came up and took my hand and kissed it. "What's wrong, you held me then you pushed me away?"

I looked down at her face and smiled, "You are so pretty, and I wanted to... Well to hold you and never let you go, but it would be wrong." I looked down into the village pointing, "They require discipline, and I can't forget my mission."

Astral looked puzzled, "What mission?"

"To help mankind recover from its own insanity. To break the effects of the plague."

"You take it very seriously then," Astral released my hand.

I looked at her for a second, "Serious as death."

Astral frowned and looked at the village below. "Here, let's sit."

We found a place where the villagers had split off a slab of rock to form a bench and sat together elbows on knees. Astral looked at me, "Does that mean that we can't be friends?"

I smiled at her and put my arm around her, "No, we can be friends, but I have to remember my oath."

"Oath?"

"Yes the oath of the Kiva"

"Tell me about the Kiva"

I explained how the Kiva was central to my life having been raised in the Kiva since I was 13 and trained by the Kiva in many things.

Astral listened and snuggled under my arm asking questions about my life in Davis and how I had been raised. She was surprised to learn that I had sworn the oath of the Raccoon lodge and would not fornicate outside the Kiva.

"So you wanted to fornicate with me and you pushed me away to keep your oath?"

I rubbed her arm looking down in to her eyes, "Yes, I had the urge to worship you, not as a goddess but as Astral, soft, warm and loving, but," I looked away from her, "I can't"

"Would it be breaking you oath if you kissed me?"

"No that would be alright." I said, not looking at her but at the village.

She turned her head to me and pulled my chin around, "Then kiss me."

I did and soon the kissing led to fondling, Astral took off her shirt, and mine, and rubbed her nubile breasts against my chest, she moaned as I sucked her tender nipples.

I stopped kissing her after awhile and looked down at her breasts, slowly rubbing my fingertips over her broad areola and pinching her nipple. "You know, it is very seldom I see a woman in the light of day. You are so beautiful it takes my breath away."

Astral blushed and kissed me, "Would you like to see more of me?"

"Yes I'd like to see every square centimeter of you and kiss each centimeter."

Astral stood up and peeled her skirt off. She slowly turned as I leaned on my elbow and smiled.

"Now come here and let me kiss you," I said. Astral came closer and knelt next to me on the bench. I ran my hand from her shoulder down her arm to her hand which was on her knee, then felt the tender skin on the inside of her thigh. She spread her legs slightly to allow me to explore.

I sat up and moved so I was next to her, kissed her on the lips and ran my hand over her thigh, "You are so smooth," I slid my hand from knee to pubis. "Let me look at your bush."

"What," she said and I helped her sit with her legs spread around me so that her bush was exposed to the sun and to my gaze. I smiled at her, "Lovely just lovely," and ran my hands down her legs.

She shivered, and smiled back at me.

"You know you should trim your bush back a little. Next time you come to the bath house I'll trim it for you, OK?"

"OK," she said shyly.

"You shouldn't hide your clit like that," as I felt for it in the nest of black curls with my fingers. She gasped as I found it and gently rubbed.

"The girls at home always kept their bushes trimmed to a centimeter or so. It keeps it out of your mouth when you worship the Goddess."

"You don't like hair in your mouth," she asked

"No," I said then looked up and smiled, "Well, once in a while maybe," and kissed her knee. "Lay back on the bench," I said as my lips traced down her left thigh. Astral lay back and felt the sun on her body, the spring day was warm but not a warm as my tongue or fingers.

I made a u-turn and started up the right leg all the time stroking her clit. Her hips began to rock in rhythm with my fingers. "Are you still sore," I asked, as my finger gently probed the opening to her vagina.

Astral was panting a little, "No, it feels good."

I slipped a finger in to her vagina and rubbed her 'G' spot; she squirmed and moaned as I caught it just right. She lifted her hips as I massaged her 'G' spot and softly licked her clit.

Astral climaxed and squirted fluid all over my chin. I kissed her clit and sucked until she quit moaning.

I avoided the wet spot and cradled Astral in my arms across my lap, kissing her mouth and caressing her breasts. Astral broke the kiss and put her hands over her head stretching out fully as I stroked her abdomen and ruffled her bush. She smiled broadly, "Wow! Oh! Wow! Is all I can say."

I laughed, "That is a little of the knowledge that the Kiva taught me. Maybe later I can show you some more?"

Astral put her hands in my hair and pulled me down to her. "Yes maybe later." She kissed my lips, chin and cheeks. "Is there anything I can do for you?" she whispered into my ear.

"No, I couldn't ask it."

"What," she said stroking my chest and looking up at me.

I looked a little embarrassed, "Well you know how I said that the Kiva trained us to hold back until the woman had climaxed?"

"Yes," Astral said looking inquisitive.

"Well part of the training is to resist the urge to climax while a woman licks and sucks our penis." I hurriedly added, "It is the most effective way to train and we generally do it once a month, back home. But, since we've been on the trail for the last four months we haven't been able to. Last night and the night before, I found myself, well out of control at times, and if you could help me ..." I hesitated as I watched her reaction.

Astral smiled as my words came out so quickly, then her face got serious as she contemplated what I was asking, "Go on" she said, finally.

"Well if you could help me resist the urge for a while, it would help keep my vows." I watched her intently as she considered the proposition.

She wasn't looking at me but back down at the village. She turned back smiling, "OK, if it will help keep up your training."

I gathered her up in my arms and kissed her lavishly. I kissed my way to her ear and whispered, "There is just one thing."

"Umm?"

"If I do climax not a drop can fall to the ground. You have to swallow it all. Otherwise the ceremony is ruined and not a ceremony. Can you do that?"

Astral considered for a while looking me in the eye. "Yes, I can do that if it will help the ceremony," She smiled then pulled at my pants, "You need to let me see what is in there, I showed you mine," and giggled.

I got up and took off my boots and pants, my flaccid penis attracted Astral's attention. She reached out and fondled it. I sat down next to her and leaned back. "Now the ceremony starts with you touching and softly squeezing, If I start to get hard, then back off for a moment until I get back under control. OK?"

"OK," she answered then turned so she had had my soft penis in her hand. "It's so soft now," She said, "yet it gets so hard. How does it do that?"

"Blood pressure" I answered performing the primary mantra in my head. "The valves at the base close and my heart pumps it up. So every time you see an erection you know it's from the heart."

Astral laughed, squeezed, and pulled lightly on my penis. She then tried using both hands and rolled it like a noodle between her palms.

"Gentle," I cautioned, "Just tease it don't break it."

"Sorry," she tried to pull back my foreskin to expose the glans. "Does this feel good?"

I smiled at her and nodded, "Oh yes, but I am resisting, by reciting the Way of the Weasel mantra in my head."

"Way of the weasel, what is that?"

"I really can't tell you. First the Kiva forbids it and second, well it isn't all in words but exercises of parts that women don't have."

"Should I lick it now?" she asked seriously.

"Yes I think I passed the first test, thank you, but let me move to the edge of the bench so you can get down between my legs, it will be more comfortable."

I moved my hips up to the edge of the bench, Astral knelt between my legs, lifted my penis and kissed it.

"Now, pull back the foreskin, put it in your mouth and suck gently, cupping my testicles in your hand, I have to be able to resist that for a while then I'll let it grow, but I have to concentrate and I won't say anything much. Again if I start to get hard pull away and whisper to it, until I get back under control."

Astral licked and sucked and licked some more on my penis. Finally it began to rise, Astral backed away and whispered to it, her lips just touching the tip, "Down little puppy, Down boy." I let out a big breath, "Yes, very good,"

I waited a while as she whispered, and I composed myself, my penis went flaccid after a moment, "OK, try again." Astral pressed her lips to the tip and slowly took it into her mouth. Her tongue stroked the tender flesh under the tip and her lips squeezed the shaft just behind the glans. I got quiet and let her suckle me resisting her charmed lips as well as any man could.

I resisted and Astral encouraged for a full five minutes before I spoke, "OK that is the second trial, now I'll let it get hard and you just continue." I lifted her chin with my hand and leaned over to kiss her wet lips. "This is the hard part, remember if I climax nothing can touch the ground."

She smiled at me, "I remember. Swallow it all."

I nodded and smiled back at her.

She dipped her head and began sucking; I held back a moment then allowed my penis to erect itself in her mouth. She took it in both hands, pulled the foreskin back and forth while licking and sucking the tip.

I leaned my head back and mumbled the weasel over and over, while resisting those wet and eager lips. Astral licked it more now that it had gotten so big and ran her hand up and down the shaft.

"Lick your hand so it is lubricated and stroke it top to bottom." I said.

Astral licked her hand and did as I suggested. Then she licked the other hand and took me in a two handed grip, stroking up and down while letting her mouth tickle the tip on the down stroke, I started to jerk then relaxed. Astral pulled back, "Too much?"

My head came up and I smiled at her, "Yes a little. Try squeezing your bottom hand harder and work the pressure to the tip with your other hand."

"OK," Astral smiled at me, "I'll bet I can make you climax."

""I'll bet you can," I bent to kiss her again.

I leaned back and watched the sun begin to set. There wasn't much time left and I knew that Astral's jaw must be giving out. I let her continue for a moment feeling her lower hand press more blood into the straining glans. It was already purple and so tight it tingled and would have burned, except that Astral's lips were too warm and wet to feel the burning.

I timed my climax with the sun setting on the horizon. At first I thought I'd climax when the sun's rim touched the horizon but when it did I wanted more and waited until the last part of the sun sank below the horizon. "Take it in you mouth and suck, now!" I called out.

Astral immediately sank my penis into her mouth and sucked me hard, she felt the surge of the sperm rise from my shaft and suddenly her mouth was filling, she swallowed and sucked harder. I surged again and again and each time she just swallowed and kept sucking until I was quivering and moaning.

She looked up and only saw my heaving chest. I had collapsed back on to the rock and was trying to catch my breath. Astral smiled and thought of her aunt who was the collector at the Health Administration and taught collection methods. Aunt Rachel wouldn't have approved of her swallowing the seed, but Astral didn't consider it wrong. She crawled up my body straddling me and kissed my lips. I slowly responded and wrapped her in my arms kissing her, tasting the ejaculate in her mouth and licking the wetness of her lips.

After some stroking and kissing while the sunset painted the clouds with yellow, red and mauve we dressed and hurriedly made our way off the hill and back into the village where, as luck would have it, we ran into Charlotte Dunbar.

Astral and I were walking hand in hand through the village, headed for the dining hall when we met Charlotte coming up from the trading post. Charlotte frowned at me but changed to a smile when she introduced herself to Astral. "Hi, I'm Charlotte Dunbar," and extended her hand.

Astral released my hand and took Charlotte's, "Astral, Astral De Soto. Pleased to meet you." Charlotte held Astral's hand a little longer than necessary, saying to me, "You'll just make dinner if you hurry. Where have you two been?"

Astral said, "Oh, I was showing him the village and the ranch, I guess time got away from us."

Charlotte looked at Astral's smiling face then over to me, "Oh did you learn anything new?" Charlotte's voice was carefully modulated, but I knew she was being sarcastic.

Astral took back her hand and turned to me, "I have to see my Aunt Rachel before dinner, and help her get ready for the ceremony." She smiled at me, then reached up to kiss me quickly before running up the street.

"Charming girl," Charlotte said.

"And very attractive," I added, "She was one of the Bahia last night."

Charlotte gave me a look that would peel the paint off a barn, and turned when I laughed at her. I was skating on thin ice with Charlotte but she had to learn that we were all equals and did our duty to Goddess, and Corps. It didn't matter that she was a permanent member of the brass section, playing vaginal trombone, rather than let a man touch her. Hovering with her sisters of Lesbos and only when she was willing to breed would she allow herself to be worshiped as anything; a terrible shame, but her choice. Charlotte was tall and athletic, her breasts were small but her nipples were large, when she was in the water, and cold water hit her nipples, they were long. I, and all the guys, wanted to suck them.

I followed Charlotte up the street allowing her to get to the mess hall and seated before I came in.

Chapter 6 - Dinner with Mom

I entered the mess hall and looked around for Audrey. I didn't see her but I saw Raule and Bob standing in the corner so I walked over to see them. "Hey," I said as I came up to them.

"Hey," Bob answered. "Sarge has been looking for you all afternoon. You need to talk to him."

"What about?" I asked. I didn't like the sound of it. Sarge had told me to take the day off, early that morning, and then get Astral to show me around. He had fixed it so she would be off today too. I looked around the room for him and saw the back of his head. I waved at Raule and Bob and drifted off to see him. I was constantly distracted however for wherever I went, behind my back I'd hear, "Oh Josh" and I'd turn and see nothing but laughing women.
Sarge saw me coming and had excused himself from the women he was talking to, kissing a couple before he waved me outside, and we met at the door. He came up and shook my hand, "Josh glad to see you."

I looked at him carefully, he looked sober. "Bob said you wanted to see me?" I asked.

He nodded motioned us outdoors where he threw his arm over my shoulder and said, "My boy you may have hit one over the fence last night. I've been talking to the Grandfathers and some of the women. Apparently you hooked up with the right girl last night."

"I did?"

"It was the luck of the draw but you pulled the long straw." He beamed at me.

"Sarge what are you talking about?" his arm came off my shoulders.

"Ok, you tapped into the daughter of the head of the whole Administration."

"Yeah, Audrey's mom, I met her at lunch."

"Well apparently you impressed the hell out of her and she asked Mercer if you could have dinner with them tonight."

"I know, I was looking for them before you called me outside."

"Well you won't be eating here. They laid on a special dinner for the Cocksucker Corps tonight, someone will meet you, and take you there, I don't know who."

"Cocksucker Corps?"

"Yeah, the women that have been collecting sperm samples."

"Oh.'"

"Anyway they're going to retire all of them but a couple tonight, and Ms. Riley asked if you could come too." He patted me on the back, "This is very important Josh. Do what ever she wants, be charming, polite, and don't worry about being late for duty tomorrow, but if you find yourself without a place to sleep, come to the Kiva. The beds are in and I had all our gear moved up there.

"Sure Sarge," we made our way back inside.

I hung around the door, if someone was going to take me to dinner they wouldn't have to look hard to find me.

I felt a touch on my arm and turned; a girl about 16 stepped back, and saluted. I put out my hand and said, "Josh Perkins," She looked around and then with a smile took my hand by the fingers and shook it lightly letting her hand slowly slide down to the fingertips.

"Sir, I have been sent to take you to dinner. If you would follow me?" She turned and I saw that out side four of the go-fer girls all in uniform, with nightsticks, were in formation. I came out and they formed up around me we went off into the twilight. Them marching, and me trying to keep step.

They led me to a doorway of a large rectilinear building and stopped, the lead girl knocked and the door opened. I thanked the girls and shook hands all around then went in.

Audrey met me at the door and took both my hands in hers. I thought she was going to kiss me but she reconsidered. She was dressed in a light blue dress that just covered her bosom, but allowed a glimpse of her breasts now and then. Her hair was down and flowing she was radiant, and smiling, as she led me by the hand introducing me to people.

The entrance hallway was lit with gas jets and it seemed to be an office building. The crowd was called to dinner and Audrey led me through the doors into a room that was large and high ceiling. Tables set for about twenty ringed the room. A few old Grandfathers, and Ms. Riley, sat at the head table. Audrey led me to one of the side tables and we sat down, while her mother tapped a glass with her knife to get our attention.

"Greetings Friends and," she bowed to me, Chief Mercer, and Ginny, who sat at the head table with the Grandfathers, "our new allies in the war against the residual effects of the plague. We are gathered tonight to begin the transformation of our community. Last year when we made contact and began the negotiations to begin this process, Grace Mercer promised us that she would bring in a team to help us in every way she could.

"Tonight, I wanted to say that so far her team has exceeded our expectations. She brings a very talented and capable team with her and I look forward to working with her to bring our plans to fruition." Ms Riley bowed to Chief Mercer, and then turned back to the room, "I am especially pleased tonight to welcome Josh Perkins who was able to join us."

Now I was pleased she mentioned me and acknowledged the polite and brief applause that followed by rising and bowing slightly to her. But I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

You know the one where you are suddenly selected, because of your natural ability and knowledge of animals, to castrate a grizzly bear with a flint blade. I knew in my heart that something was going to happen because of this, and I feared I wouldn't like it.

Ms. Reilly continued, "I have learned that despite his young good looks, Mr. Perkins is a fully qualified Agronomist and Transport specialist. With the trade that Grace and I anticipate to conduct we will need his skills."

"Such is the future ladies and gentlemen. We, who are reaching the end of our brief lives, must inevitably yield the work over to younger hands. Such is the case with four of our Sisters," she indicated the four toothless women on her right, "who tonight have been transferred to the Health Administration's Nursery Division and hopefully soon will be fully employed," she nodded at me, "with Mr. Perkins and the remainder of his team's kind assistance."

A laugh circulated around the room and Audrey kissed my cheek.

"Now as much as we appreciate Mr. Perkins I must say that he is not the most distinguished member of the Team even though he has sired 51 children as of last Christmas."

A round of smiles and tip of a few glasses followed.

"No, it is because his accomplishments rank him least of all the team Grace has brought us, that I brought him here tonight." Ms Riley looked at Chief Mercer, "If he is the least you brought, with five more like him we might just break the chain and overcome the plague's last terrible consequences."

With that the room exploded with cheers and applause and laughter. Ms. Riley waited patently but the sheer strength of her will seemed to get everyone in their seats quickly.

"Now we shall eat, then I will present the awards with the brandy. Enjoy yourselves." She sat down and a platoon of girls all dressed in the grey of the Security Administration began serving us.

I was seated between Audrey, and an attractive woman about 30, she was medium sized but filled out her uniform well, had very white skin and red hair. She was in uniform but I didn't ask what it was. She was polite and smiled at me, but I felt that I was not very interesting to her, as she constantly scanned the room with her eyes and barely ate. It was easy to ignore her with the excited Audrey hanging on my elbow, and surreptitiously rubbing my thigh.

"Josh this is Justine Black," Audrey said introducing me to the woman on the other side of her. I nodded. "Pleased to meet you," I said, and reached across to take her hand. Audrey leaned back, I caught a glimpse of warm soft breast, and I took my eyes off Justine for a second. When I looked back up at her she was smiling. She leaned in to Audrey and said, "I see what you mean." She grinned, "We are very happy to have you men here, and the women too."

Audrey took my hand as I brought it back from Justine and held it in her lap. I sat there twisted around and looked at her smiling, waiting for her to say something, but when she just sat there smiling. I lifted my hand and caressed her cheek. She laid her head against it and pressed it to her face with her hand. "Your soup is getting cold," I said.

She started, realizing she had completely lost track of everything but me. She smiled, "You are a very distracting man Josh Perkins," but she turned to her soup, and I was finally about to taste mine when a go-fer girl whisked it away, and left a bowl of stewed greens with lumps of yellow squash, and crumbled goat cheese on my plate.

I'll just say it tasted better than it looked and leave it at that. Audrey seemed to enjoy it, and kept up conversation with Justine, and the woman on her left, as I looked around. Ms Reilly was in deep dissuasion with the three Grandfathers seated at the head table. Ginny sat on the other side of them, so their backs were to her.

Chief Mercer was standing now behind the Grandfathers. She leaned over to make some point, and there was a general nodding of heads. It looked good to me; we had discussed what might happen when we arrived here, all those long weeks on the trail. There were serious discussions about how we were to conduct ourselves if the Burneyites just seized us and the trade goods we brought; or if we should be attacked on the trail. All that seemed silly now that we were here but things would be in flux as both sides accommodated each other in the trade.

The ever efficient go-fer girls recovered the greens, and suddenly there was a steak and sliced potatoes in front of me. Audrey said, "My mother sent Andre's Archers out and had them get it, do you like venison?"

I never took my eyes off the steak, I just picked up my knife and fork and said, "Yes I do, thank her for me won't you," while cutting off a bit and putting it in my mouth. As I dipped my head to eat a girl reached in a put a glass of beer next to my plate.

I wasn't starving but I was hungry. I hadn't eaten, really eaten since we got here and I'm afraid I let conversation lag a bit. Audrey seemed to understand, the woman on my right just smiled, and nodded, offering me some sort of sauce to put on the potatoes. I tried it and it wasn't bad.

I became aware that others were watching me. I looked up as the go-fer girls put another steak in front of me and handed me another beer. I looked around, Ms Riley was smiling at me and Audrey was tittering to Justine. Chief Mercer was looking over the heads of the Grandfathers smiling and nodded at me. I nodded my head and dug into the next steak.

The go-fers bussed the tables, and started pouring brandy for the head table when I finally had too much, and sat back to polite applause from Justine. My place setting was quickly changed and they served something tan in a small glass bowl.

I looked at Audrey, and she said "Flan" If she had said custard I would have known what she meant. She dipped her spoon in to her bowl, took out a small taste, and put it to my lips. I tentatively took it, and tasted it.

"Custard!" I said, like a two year old who had just learned the word.

Audrey laughed and kissed me lightly, "Yes!"

"I like custard; it was my favorite dessert for many years." "Well so much for the charming part," I thought. I shifted to polite. "I want to thank who ever cooked this wonderful meal, and your mother for inviting me. I haven't eaten this well in many weeks, I've lost five or six kilos, and I guess I was trying to make it all up at once."

Justine said "Josh we want you to keep up your strength. You've had a long hard trail to get to us and we are happy to have you."

"Yes, we are so happy to have you here Josh," Audrey added, and kissed me on the cheek.

I thanked them all again and ate my custard. Audrey explained that Flan had a layer of syrup under the custard and she was right.

Ms. Riley tapped on her glass again, and the room came to order.

She held out her hand and raised her glass, "Tonight we are pleased to honor four of our most dedicated citizens, Rachel Desoto, Marylyn Archer, Grace Meriwether and Alice Grant. These ladies have performed a vital and necessary service for our community and we all owe them a debt of gratitude."

Applause broke out and even the Grandfathers seemed sincere about it. The four all resembled Marylyn who waved at me and whispered something to Rachel who looked over and raised her glass to me. I toasted her back with my beer and turned back to what Ms Riley was saying.

"So it is with great pleasure that I announce that their positions have been eliminated now that Grace, and her team, are here, and to award them with a token of our appreciation, the Medal of Freedom." Four girls came, and placed a gaudy medal hanging from red, white and blue ribbons around each of their necks and kissed them on the cheeks. There was a round of hugs and kisses, Ms Riley continued.

"From now on we will adhere to natural insemination except for special circumstances.

"Our men will join the members of the Davis reconstruction team in our bath house, and have agreed to service all who indicate their willingness to be impregnated. There will be a roster kept to track those who are most likely to conceive. Ginny Masters and Alice have established the roster of our cycles, will select the candidates, and will provide a list every day to Sarge Thompson. The list will be published on the bath house bulletin board at five o'clock, and the women will present themselves at the bathhouse by seven o'clock each evening.

Now we have printed up the proclamation, you'll each get a copy before you leave, and we will post it on the dining hall bulletin board in the morning. The Men's Council says that they will have six men, and Grace says she will provide two tomorrow night, so Ginny and Alice have to pick between eight and sixteen names of women who are in the correct part of their cycle. Ginny how many do you think are in season?"

Ginny looked at Alice and said, "No more than twelve, I'd say." Alice agreed.

"Good," said Ms Riley, "Can you pick the names tonight?"

"Yes I'll write it up and have it to you within the hour." Ginny said.

"Then we will publish the names in the morning along with the Proclamation and see what the Future Holds." She raised her glass.

"The Future," "To what it holds" voices rang out

The occasion ended, and Audrey helped me make my way to her mother. She looked up from Chief Mercer and smiled at me. I said, "Ma'am, I wanted to thank you again for inviting me, if only to make your point. I hope that I will justify the confidence you expressed in me. I wanted to thank you for the marvelous meal. I haven't eaten this well in months."

She came to me and put her hand on my face and said, "My son, I felt the hollowness of your cheeks at lunch and realized just how much you have already expended on our behalf. She leaned in and said softly, "But I invited you after seeing the change you made in my daughter." She stood up, "Josh allow me to introduce you to Colonel Irene Black, I have asked her to escort you, and Audrey this evening. No doubt you youngsters need to take a walk after that dinner." I turned and Irene was the redhead who sat next to me

"And Josh," Ms. Riley said over her shoulder, "I have no doubt that you will meet my expectations. You just do what you do best and we will conquer the world."

Audrey led me out into the open air. She had picked up a shawl on the way out and hid her jewels. I must admit I liked her more and more. Even with her clothes on.

Irene followed us until we sat at a stone bench under a pepper tree, then she came up and said to me, "Josh it was a pleasure to meet you if you need anything just raise your hand." She nodded, "I'll give you some privacy." Then she said quickly to Audrey, "We must hurry," and walked into the shadows.

Audrey held my hands and smiled at me. "Josh I wanted to thank you for the courtesy and gentleness you showed me last night. You gave me a wonderful experience and I'll always be grateful to you."

"I was more than happy to be of service." I said as I took her face in my hands and kissed her.

"Why did Irene say we had to hurry?" I asked.

"Oh she has it all timed out to the last minute. She only gave me three minutes to thank you and..."

"Timed what out to the last minute?" I interrupted

"Our evening, oh she had it all planned with little diagrams and I told her it was silly. She says that with in 12 to 24 minutes after eating a big meal a man will have to, you know evacuate and..." She stopped and looked at me, "Do you? I mean, need a rest room?"

"No, but it might be a good idea to humor her." I lifted Audrey off the bench.

She smiled, put her arms around me and lay her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and she pulled me tight to her, "Thank you Josh."

She took me by the arm and we walked down the footpath in the moonlight. She explained that Bahia was about more than a fertility rite, it was a dedication to the community, "In the old days only ten percent of the girls could join. Nowadays almost everybody applies but not everyone is accepted."

"No?"

"No, we didn't have one drop out this year but last year there were three." The way she said it made it sound dreadful.

We stopped in front of a dome that had sprouted more domes and even had a balcony up on top. "This is Irene's place she said we could use it tonight," Audrey said, "Come on" and led me through the door. The entry dome was small and a wall separated the space and made a hard turn before opening to a desk where two women were engaged with something under candle light. They waved at Audrey and I as she led me through a door into the main dome. The central room was large and mostly empty, weak moonlight came from a skylight illuminating the emptiness. Audrey led me through the darkened room to where two candles glowed in the back. She took one of the candles and opened a door. Inside she showed me how to use the flush toilet; they are very up to date in Burney.

"And this is the bidet. You use it to wash your," She hesitated and look up at me. "Well your ... your parts." She hurried on, "This valve here gives you water, but," she said, "its cold." She dipped her hand in the bucket that sat next to the bidet and shook it dry. "This is warmer water." She stood up and handed me the candle, "There are towels in the basket and a basket for used towels next to it. I'll be next door. Meet me outside when you're finished and we can go upstairs."

"Feel better?" Audrey asked as I came out of the bathroom.

"Much better, tell Irene she has my thanks for being so far sighted." I set my candle down at the table outside the door.

Audrey took my hand, "You can thank her yourself. She is waiting for us upstairs." She led me across the room and up a set of stairs.

She stopped about half way up and turned to me. I stopped behind her as she leaned against the wall listening.

I was one stair below her and asked, "What are we waiting for." Audrey looked down at me, leaned over and kissed me.

"We are a little early. I told you that Irene had planned it all out. She said to distract you for a minute if we were early."

"How were you to do that?"

Audrey smiled at me and opened her shawl and her dress exposing her breasts, "Are you distracted now."

I looked up at her and laughed and cupped the left one while planting a soft kiss on right nipple.

That started her up, she stroked my hair and leaned back against the wall allowing me to fondle and kiss her nipples. I moved up, kissed her mouth and distracted her.

Shortly a guitar started playing above us. Audrey kept kissing me for while then she took my hands off her breasts, closed her dress over them, said, "She's ready," and led me up the stairs.

She opened the door at the top of the stairs and went in. I followed her and found Irene sitting on a chair, with a music stand in front of her. I could just see her head behind the music she had spread on the stand. She nodded to us but kept playing her face concentrating on the music. Her red hair was down now and spread across her shoulders, she had gotten out of her uniform and I was now able to see that she had on a green robe that didn't cover all her legs.

Audrey led me to a small couch across the table from Irene and we listened for a moment until Irene had finished. We both applauded her. She smiled and stood the guitar on a stand and moved the music off to the side. "Have you two been behaving yourselves?" she began pouring out three small glasses of amber liquid from a decanter on the table.
Audrey laughed and looked at me. I grinned at her and took the small glass smelling it. It smelled of apricots and had lots of alcohol. I sipped it and found it sweet. Audrey sipped hers as Irene settled back in her chair and folded her legs under her.

"You play very well." I said.

Irene smiled, "And you are very loose with your flattery. I don't practice much these days, no time. Audrey plays wonderfully, she is quite gifted."

Audrey blushed and looked down but didn't refute her. I turned to Audrey, "Do you play guitar as well?"

Audrey looked at me, "No I play viola and cello. I pick on the guitar, but I don't know how to play it.

Irene broke in, "Don't let her fool you, she plays very well but her gift is the viola. She and Astral De Soto play for my dance classes, and the two of them are wonderful together." Audrey just blushed and smiled looking up at me with her eyes flashing.

I finished my drink and set the glass down. Irene leaned forward, "Would you like another." Picking up the decanter, and offering it to me.

"No, No thank you." I said. "I'm still feeling the effects of the beer I had at dinner."

Irene smiled and poured another for herself. I watched her, mostly because her robe had opened a little and I saw that her breast was milky white. She sat back and self-consciously closed her robe.

It was warm in the room. Irene had a stone stove and it gave off a good amount of heat. I began to sweat a little,

Irene looked up at me, "Too hot?" she asked.

"A little," I said unbuttoning the top button of my shirt. "I guess I got used to the trail and the cold night air coming here."

"Can you stay awhile?" Irene asked.

"Sure, Sarge told me I don't have duty until the morning."

"Shall I get you a robe, you'll be more comfortable." Irene said getting up.

Audrey was already unbuttoning my shirt and smiling at me as she scooted closer. "That would be lovely."

"Audrey make him comfortable and take off his boots, dear. I'll go get the robe."

Irene left us and went into another room, closing the door behind her.

Audrey opened my shirt, kissed my chest then my mouth. We dallied for a while then Audrey helped me off with my boots and socks. 'Stand up," she said.

I stood and she unbuttoned my pants, took my belt loose and pulled my pants down around my knees. My penis was right at her face. She looked up at me then took it in her hand squeezing it softly and smiling at me.

Irene came in just then and said, "Audrey unhand him dear. There will be time for that later."

I was a little surprised but Audrey dropped my penis and finished taking my pants off. Irene helped me into a dark grey robe and turned me around to close it and tie it with a sash.

"Oh it fits," Audrey said

I felt a little like a dress up doll as the women felt the shoulders and pulled it down in back. I felt Irene slip her hand under it and feel my buttocks. Her hand was swift and soft. I didn't move away from her hand. I turned and faced them. Irene handed Audrey a dark red robe, "Take off your dress dear it will get all wrinkled."

Audrey fumbled at the back of her neck, and then Irene helped her take off the dress, handing me the robe. Audrey was wearing pantaloons, she untied the string that held them, and slipped out of them too. She faced me, and Irene helped her slide into the robe. Audrey held it open allowing me to see her full glory, and then wrapped it around her, smiling at me as I watched.

Irene took the dress and draped it over her chair then picked up my boots and clothes and put them on a chair by the door. Audrey was in my arms when she returned. I saw Irene smile, and she put her hands on Audrey's back and rubbed her, looking at me over Audrey's shoulder. I kissed Audrey softly and glanced at Irene. She was smiling, "Why don't we get more comfortable?" She said.

Irene led us over to a broad window seat that was inside one of the smaller domed windows. The seat was covered in rugs and pillows and there was more than enough room for all three of us.

There was a nice view out to the east; the moon was still high and just waning from full. We enjoyed the view; Audrey slipped her hand in my robe, and fondled my chest laying her head on my shoulder. Irene put her arm around me, and pointed out the mountain peaks in the range to the east, "There is one we call Bear Mountain. Legend has it that a shepherdess ran off a grizzly bear up there with just her sling."

Now I was extremely interested in the countryside, after all I had to plant at least 40 hectares of oats, to feed the mule trains we expected to service Burney, and I had to devise a way to keep the deer and elk out of it until harvest, however Irene's robe "just happened to become very loose" about then and the sight of her white breast in the moonlight struck my fancy. She pointed to other peaks, and one tight little nipple finally made its way out into the silvery moonlight.

"Beautiful isn't she?" Audrey said.

I looked down at Audrey who was watching Irene. I looked back at Irene and she was tucking herself in then she looked up and smiled, "She is just saying that."

"No, you are beautiful in the moonlight." I said. "And I dare say that you are beautiful in the daylight as well. I like your hair down."

Irene smiled at me and stroked my cheek, "Flattery will get you everywhere." She leaned in and kissed me.

"It's true," Audrey said, "Josh told me last night that all women are Goddesses, you just have to let her out."

Irene looked at me and stroked my cheek again. Her face was wistful, balanced, and she rose upon her knees and opened her robe. "Do you mind, Josh, if I let my Goddess out?"

I just looked at her, my mouth open, "My dear Irene no, but..." I started to add the bit about the Kiva restrictions and thought better of it. "But, you caught me unawares." I pushed the robe off her shoulders and gently pushed her down so she was kneeling back on her heels. I kissed her very lightly on smooth dark lips, "Sit in the moonlight and let me worship your beauty for a while."

I sat back and was watching the play of the light and shadows on her, when Audrey moved around and took her robe down over one shoulder and allowed her pert firm breast to bask in the moonlight as well. "And will you allow us to see you in the moonlight?" she asked.

Irene leaned over and smiled inquiringly so I slipped my robe off and let go of the first control. "We shall all take moon baths and worship together, is that all right with you both." I said seriously looking each of them in the eye for consent. "I accept this robe in trade and have only moonlight to wash you? Do you both consent?"

Irene nodded and Audrey kissed me.

I kissed them both, lay my head down in Audrey smooth lap and worshiped Irene with my eyes. We talked for a while and I watched Irene's white skin shining in the moon light.

It lasted just a moment, but I'll carry the memory the rest of my life. Irene's hair was a halo of red, her skin below the neck was milky white. Her nipples were perched upon snowy peaks full but not sagging. She was fit, and strong, and didn't have a lot of fat. Her legs were firm, and below her knee she was decorated with downy red hair. The moonlight caught in her hair as she flicked it back over her shoulder, her elbow was up and her breast a snowy pyramid with a tiny hard nipple of pink. Her dark eyes were shining her mouth laughing at something. It was a picture I strained to capture in my memory.

Audrey broke the moment when she slid around and kissed me. "Worship me for a while," she whispered in my ear. I kissed her and turned to Irene. She bent, kissed me and said, "Worship her, I'll just watch and learn."

I kissed Audrey and fondled her. I knew that even though I did her first last night she had been a little jealous of Astral. I concentrated on her completely now, and when I finally reached down to stroke between her legs, I found her wet. She spread her legs to allow my hand to cup her pubis. I rubbed her gently and she responded by pressing ever harder on my hand. I split her lips with my middle finger and allowed my finger to stroke her. Not penetrating her just rubbing her warm and juicy slit. Finally slipping my finger into her to the first knuckle and waving it about.

Audrey reacted more strongly than I had expected. She bucked, and pushed my hand, so I pushed my whole finger into her, I felt her stiffen, and then she choked a little, and pushed my hand away breathing deeply. "Oh Josh," she said, "That was ..." She left the sentence unfinished, and just lay with her face on my chest catching her breath.

Irene's hand came in, stroked Audrey's cheek then mine, she kissed me, then Audrey, "That was so beautiful." She said.

I clutched Audrey to me and reached out to stroke Irene's hand on her knee. She turned and lay beside me stroking my chest, one leg eased up on my hip as she kissed me. Now she had trapped my left arm between us, and had positioned herself so that my fingers just touched her between the legs. I returned the kisses touching her lightly on her bush, she moved her hips in a little and I got my hand on her pubis. She was wet as well, but she was one of those women whose inner labia were small and tight in her cunt, I stroked her gently until she opened, then slipped my finger into her, slowly feeling her opening, and rubbing her slowly. She moaned a little and was reaching with her hips for more of my finger, so I turned her on her back, and Audrey released me to devote my attention to Irene.

I kissed her lips and stroked her cheek as my hand slid down to her breast, where I pinched her tiny nipple and teased it. She responded well to that so I snuck down to kiss her tiny rosebuds. She really enjoyed that so I spent some time on each one, sucking and nipping them with my lips.

Audrey tried to worm her way between Irene and the window, so we moved over to allow her to lie next to Irene. She put her elbow under her head, looked at me and smiled. "Isn't she beautiful?" she took Irene's breast in her hand, squeezed it sharply, and kissed her nipple. Not a quick kiss but a long and sucking kiss. Audrey came up looking at me, "She likes to have them sucked."

I smiled at Audrey, leaned over and kissed Irene's nipple and sucked lightly on it. "Like that?"

"No, Watch me," Audrey repeated squeezing the breast until the nipple was forced up and then she took it in her mouth and sucking the nipple while lifting her head to pull Irene's whole breast up until she lost suction and Irene moaned, "Oh, Oh, Oh!"

I dipped my head, fondling her full and snowy breast squeezing it and licking her nipple before sucking and lifting. Irene moaned, and put her hand on my hair, I let her down but kept my lips on her, then I sucked and lifted holding her up for a moment until she cried out, "Oh Josh," before letting her slip out of my mouth. "Like that?" Audrey came across to kiss me but Irene pulled me to her mouth, and kissed me hard. I snaked my hand down her abdomen, stroked her bush softly then slid my hand up her belly, feeling the soft golden fur that lay close to her milky skin. I reached down, pulled her near leg up and out, and slid my hand down the inside of her leg, my hand smoothing out her pubis and then retracting back up her leg.

She kissed me hard, holding my head while I stroked her belly, and bush. I broke away from her, kneeling beside her, kissing my way down her throat and across her breasts, using the Audrey approved method, I sucked her nipples again, and then moved lower, my tongue making curlicues on the center of her abdomen until I reached her navel, where I nibbled at the hair that surrounded it. Then my lips went lower and skimmed the hair of her bush. She had trimmed it, I don't know whether she always kept it trimmed, but tonight she was. I moved around where I could get between her legs, both women accommodated me by moving in the tight window seat until I was face first in Irene's crotch. I licked her clit and went lower. She lifted her hips and allowed me to lick her "from taint to tickle" as Sarge calls the move.

I had decided on the Graphenburg Solution and lifted her knees making a full butterfly. Her white skin was glowing; golden down shimmered in the moonlight as I bent to worship her. I took the time to enjoy the scene as Irene and Audrey kissed, then I bent to my task.

I kissed the smooth insides of her legs, and kissed her above the pubis before settling to worship and draw out the Goddess that lurked; it appeared, not too far from the surface of these women.

I licked and sucked her tiny inner lips, so soft, warm and pink; I teased her clit out from its hood. While I was doing this, I had slipped a finger in and slowly worked it to spread her lubrication. I teased her clit, and got moans and jerks in response, so I sucked her clit, and rubbed it with my tongue while Irene squirmed, and Audrey stifled Irene's moans with her lips, while stroking Irene's breasts.

All moments seem to pass too quickly to capture them firmly in our minds. Particularly a multi-sensory experience such as licking the cunt of a gorgeous redhead with milky skin, while being assisted by a lovely 18 year old blond, who wanted nothing more than my affection and my child in her womb. It was times like these that made 18 hours in the saddle, or digging trenches for the Corps worth it. I appreciated it and applied myself to the service of the Goddess.

I slipped two fingers into her easily and curled them around so they were stroking the forward wall of her vagina, trying to stimulate the "G" spot to form. Irene was helping me, it made licking her clit difficult so I backed off, worked her with my fingers, and soon found the nub hardening under the soft lining of the vagina. She had clutched Audrey's head to her chest and began to moan and grunt. Audrey was running her hand down Irene's belly pushing in hard and stroking down into the searing ecstasy. I bent once more to summon the Goddess that lurked in Irene's fiery core.

She broke finally and jerked and gasped her way through an orgasm that seemed to last a full minute. She finally let go of Audrey's head, who lay down beside Irene, kissing her breasts softly.

I slid up on the other side of Irene, kissed her and held her nursing her slowly down off the mountain.

We lay like that until Irene said, "I'm being selfish."

I pulled back and said, "What do you mean?, every woman has the right to bask with her Goddess for as long as she likes. Besides I haven't even penetrated you yet."

Irene's eyes got very wide, "You mean...?"

"Yes, if you want to. I'm flexible that way. Now don't ever tell the Kiva that I let you off. I'd kind of get in trouble for that."

Audrey looked quizzically at me, "What do you mean you'd get in trouble?"

I looked at her and realized she couldn't know of the convoluted rules of the Kiva, Hell she had never heard of the Kiva until we got here two days ago. I explained, "according the rules of the Kiva once a trade is agreed, the woman is washed and has been worshiped she can not refuse implantation. However," I said sitting up, "since we only washed in moonlight and imagination, and since you didn't really know the rules, I'm reluctantly willing to let you off with a warning." I said with mock seriousness.

Audrey asked, "Does that apply to me as well?"

"No, I said slowly, "You knew what you were doing, you agreed to the trade didn't you?"

"Yes"

"You agreed to be bathed in moonlight?"

"Yes"

"You touched your Goddess at least once?"

"Just a little one."

I sighed and watched her face. She was faintly smiling she anticipated it, leaning towards me.

"No I will not allow you to breach our trade."

"Yes!" She threw her head back, pumping her fist.

Irene started to get up between us but I pushed her back and kissed her. "I have yet to finish with you however." Audrey looked a little disappointed but lay down looking at me. I kissed Irene again and said," You must grant me a boon for refusing to consummate." My hand cupped her breast and I gave it the Audrey Riley treatment. Irene twisted and moaned. "Anything".

"Play guitar and watch us."

Irene looked back at me and started to shake her head but I stopped her with a kiss and stroked her hair back, "Please?"

Audrey touched her lightly, "Please, I would like that, if it doesn't make you uncomfortable."

Irene pulled Audrey to her and kissed her firmly. She pulled back smiling and fell back on the pillow and extended her arms, "Come, Give me a hug," We formed a three way hug with Irene on the bottom, and I fondled Irene's warm pussy, as well as Audrey's firm ass, before Irene said, "Let me up," we allowed her to climb over me out of the window seat.

She was in shadow, yet silhouetted by candle light. Her hair and reddish fur glowed, and where the moonlight struck her hips it glistened. I leaned back on my elbows as she reached for her guitar, then Audrey pounced on me and kissed me.

"You said you would give me your complete attention."

I grabbed her, falling back on the pillows, "All my attention? Can you really take all my attention?" I teased.

She pulled her hair back over her ears and smiled at me. "I'll take all I can get."

I pulled her onto my chest and kissed her, while running my hands down her ribs and up her back, pressing her to me.

She kissed me back hard, and put her hands in my hair.

Irene began to play, then changed her mind and started again. Romantic cord changes and a slow melody she picked with her fingers, and Audrey slowed down and gentled her touch.

I slowly turned Audrey so that we were fully in the waning moonlight, only our feet in shadow. I lay Audrey on her back and in the silvery light let the music and Audrey's reactions command me. It was warm in the window seat and Audrey was hot, condensation had started to form on the window, and Irene played a particularly lush piece. Audrey reacted to the music by pulling my hand to her bush.

I rubbed a counter point to the music and cupped her, then kissed my way to her belly, and kissed her there feeling the soft skin over firm muscles, then to the short muff of her. I smelled her and kissed her softly while moving between her legs.

I didn't really need to eat her, she was ready, but I like pink pussy on my tongue. In fact I slowed her down a little, sucking her labia the way she seemed to like it last night. She twisted in the moonlight, and the music changed to a slower tempo, then faster. I licked her clit, and all her slit, even dipping my tongue into the cup that formed as I spread her legs into a full butterfly.

She moaned and whimpered as I changed patterns, and I tried to keep her just on the edge. I put my hand on her pubis and patted it then licked my hand, and lubed up before crawling up, and kissing her. She kissed me hard, though when I reached down to guide my penis into her, she tightened up for just a second, but relaxed again as I slipped it in slowly, stroking, probing, until I finally had it fully in her. She squirmed a little as I pinned her to the window seat, her knees drawn up beside me.

I held that position letting her get used to the feel of me and then started to stroke deeply almost fully withdrawing. Irene changed tempo and I started to match her beat. Audrey was moaning "Yes Josh! Yes!" and I was about to release the demons.

I urged them on with great effort, Audrey was fully accepting, and she was ready to climax again. I couldn't hold them back any longer, and I hammered Audrey hard several times, grunting as each surge spewed into Audrey's eager cunt. I was just making my last desperate thrust when she climaxed, her pussy spasmed, and she shuddered into a heap of hot sobbing boneless custard.

Irene stopped playing, and left the room. I was on my hands and knees still firm when Irene came back with a towel and some blankets. I executed a classic drip less withdrawal and "missed it by that much". Audrey gasped as her pussy squirted and it ran all down her belly. Irene went to get another towel and Audrey and I laughed as I wiped myself, and then dried her off. I bent low to kiss her navel and she laughed. Still in a full butterfly my shadow was over her crotch but moonlight illuminated her face and breasts. She glowed, smiled dreamily, and when I rubbed her tummy, she purred.