Fen, Male, 37

	- Narrator, Widower of Tasha, Sam's Seedbringer

	- Light tan skin, 5'10, 150lbs, short, cropped brown hair, green eyes

Sam (Samantha), Female, 13

	- Daughter of Melia, great-great-granddaughter of Shira

	- Light-olive skin, 5'3, 110lbs, shoulder-length black hair, dark eyes

Melia, Female, 26

	- Mother of Sam, great-granddaughter of Shira

	- Light-olive skin, 5'9, 135lbs, long reddish-black hair, dark eyes

Sam and I woke from our delirious coupling an unknown time later. Shira was sitting on the edge of the bed, her full lips broadened in a kind smile. “Good morning, Princess and Seedbringer!” The smell of sex, the scent of Sam's cunt, still lingered but was lighter, almost an afterthought in the cool air. As if reading my thoughts, Shira inhaled noticeably and shivered. “Mmm... yes, I think you two did well these past days. But...” She inhaled again and pondered a moment. “I don't think you are done yet. Sam, you know that already.”

Sam nodded in my arms. “Yes, I know...” She snuggled into me. “But it was wonderful. I want to keep trying.” It was my turn to shiver as my cock rose and nestled between the girl's ass cheeks.

“Last few days? How long...” The erotic daze was both intensely detailed and foggy, like a powerful, vivid, sensual dream. I'd cum inside Sam countless times. Her crotch felt sticky and wet against my balls, and the heat of her sex warmed against me.

“Three days since that first night. I expect you two are nearly exhausted and in need of both fluids and food. Come. Join me on the lanai for a meal. I've made it special just for you two.”

I hugged Sam tight for a moment and kissed her neck. She mewled and pushed her ass against me. I almost slid myself back inside her cunt...

“Enough for right now. You'll not be successful if you overstress your bodies. I need you both to regain your resources. Your seed didn't take this time, but I'm sure it will soon. Come, join me.” Shira rose and left the room, and slowly Sam and I rose and put on clothes. The teen smiled the whole time, giggling and leaning in to me frequently. She had clearly enjoyed our rutting and wanted more. I hoped to give it to her again very soon.

We joined Shira on the porch where a spread of fruits and small pastries was laid out on the table. Bottles of what looked like juices and water were chilling in ice baths. Jars of spreads and honey sat sprinkled amongst the dishes. Shira offered us each a glass of a clear orange liquid. “Drink this first. It will perk you right up.”

I took my glass and sampled the fluid. It was like nothing I'd tasted before. Notes of apricot, cherry, mint, and cinnamon highlighted the ice-cold juice-like drink. It was slick, like nectar, and slid down my throat quickly. I downed the drink and wanted more. It was like doing a line of coke: my body came alive and my senses sprang to attention. I smelled both women on the air, the mature, tangy scent of Shira, and the rich, sweet, sweaty aroma of Sam's teen body. I could see the details of every curve on both. My cock rose and threatened to explode out of my pants. “What was that?!”

Shira laughed. “Wonderful, isn't it? It's called yelia, a ceremonial drink of the Drantori, usually reserved for celebrations and very special occasions. I think it was called for here. My sweet Samantha has given her virginity and embraced her responsibilities!” Sam looked at me and giggled, and I held her close, my enhanced senses noting more arousing hormones radiating from her body. I could feel her skin pulse against mine as I kissed her deeply. Shira cleared her throat and laughed as Sam and I slowly parted. “Yelia is something you should enjoy sometimes, but too much and you'll burn yourself out. It's like a drug, in many ways, and one we've been very lucky to enjoy through the centuries. One day, you'll meet the one who makes it. That will be another day worthy of drinking yelia once more."

The older woman took our glasses and persuaded us to sit. Sam and I were famished and attacked the fruit and baked goods with passion. It had been days since we'd eaten anything and the yelia made me hyperaware of my hunger. Cherries and oranges, figs and sweet limes, dates and several types of berries. I enjoyed them all, and piled shortbread and plum tarts and mango bread on top. Sam kept up and before too long, we'd cleared the table.

Shira had quietly watched as we feasted, waiting before we were sated to speak again. “You two have less than 10 weeks to become pregnant, according to our laws. There is a deadline that must be met in order to deliver on time before you turn 14, Sam. Drantorian pregnancies are... different than normal pregnancies. Princesses are fertile on the day they turn thirteen and remain in heat until a seed takes. There are ceremonies and magical rituals which must be completed over the months, and the delivery date is set at the moment the seed takes root in the egg. The delivery itself... we'll get to that soon enough.”

Sam and I took this in. The teen nodded as if she already knew this. “Understood. You taught me well, Bab-Ras.” I found out later that the term translated as roughly 'head grandmother' and signified the current matriarch of the Drantorian line.

“The days you experienced at the start of this are unique and won't be repeated. You were both controlled by the magic to remain coupled and experience multiple ejaculations. Often this works to bring on the pregnancy, but just as often, it does not, so don't worry. You'll have to mate as often as you can until it takes.”

I smiled at Sam, stood, and held her shoulders as she sat and petted my hands. My cock was hard and pushed against my pants and the back of her dark-haired head. Shira continued. “Sam will live with you for now, Fen, to facilitate your mating. You need to be ready for her any time she is ready for penetration, and Sam, you need to be willing and wet any time Fen has a load of semen to squirt into you. Tonight...” Shira paused. “Melia is going to join you. She has different magic and might be able to aid you two in conception.” Sam's mom would join us? I wondered what Shira had in mind.

Sam mewled as she clearly knew something I did not about her mother's visit. I could see the teen's nipples straining against her shirt, and watched the girl begin to pant. Shira smiled and rubbed her own nipples. “Mmm... I see you know you are in for a treat tonight. I wish I could join you three, but I have other... plans.”

- - -

Shira left for her own home shortly after, and took Sam with her, the teen to return with some clothes and other items she needed for her stay. My mind and body still raced from the yelia. My cock drooled precum and I had the urge to go next door and fuck Sam or Shira again. Instead, I cleaned up my house a bit and prepared for having a thirteen-year old living with me. My thirteen-year old lover was moving in. Clearly, my sanity was still in question.

Sam brought a couple of bags of clothes and some toiletries and personal items, and I directed her to the right places to store her things. The smell of the girl wafted through the house and she smiled when she noted the wet spot on the front of my pants from my drooling hard cock.

After getting her settled in, darkness had taken hold and we sat out on the lanai to talk. I rolled up a joint, and despite her age, offered it to her. Sam accepted and we passed the doob around as I opened up to her.

“I lost my wife just over a year ago to an accident. You were my first since... I... I wanted it to be romantic and special with you. I was overwhelmed with the need to impregnate you and all I could concentrate on was cumming inside you.”

Sam inhaled and passed me the joint. “You did what I did: you gave in to the magic, to the needs. I've been dealing with this for some time. The magic begins to compel certain behaviors. I first started masturbating when I was ten and was soon doing it several times a day. I've always been homeschooled and don't get to interact much with other kids. Which is ok, because I have had to spend many hours a day training and learning and trying to become the princess I now am.

“I've never had a period, but I've been fertile since my thirteenth birthday and a lot went into getting there. Too much to go into now... On that birthday, my urges became desperate. I masturbated almost constantly. Thankfully, I had studied and learned about this, and my mom and Bab-Ras have been very helpful, teaching me how to use it to find my Seedbringer.”

“So, you sought me out? You masturbated out there, wanting to get caught, hoping to mate with me?”

Sam blushed and smiled. “Sort of. I didn't know it was you, or anyone at first. Bab-Ras told me to let the magic flow while I masturbated, pay attention to where it led me and try to pay attention to what it shows me. I started masturbating outside, it felt right, it turned me on so much, the thought of someone seeing me. I didn't know it would lead me to you, but I trusted that it would find me my Seedbringer.

“I'd already masturbated by the bushes for a couple of days the first time I saw you. You masturbated and I just watched, thrilled and turned on by you shooting your seed. I wanted you inside me so desperately. I masturbated after you finished and came so hard. I still didn't know you were the one, but I felt like what we'd just done was right.”

I thought of the panties. “How did your creamed underwear end up stuck in the bushes?”

She grinned. “That was the next night. I'd watched you masturbate again. I was wearing a skirt and pulled my panties down and off one leg. When you came, I climaxed and somehow during my orgasm, the panties got stuck in the bush. I made some noise which I think you heard. I was nervous and panicked, pulled my leg out and slipped away. I wasn't sure you found my underwear, but I kinda hoped it was you.”

“I found them and jerked off to them several times.”

Sam blushed again, continued. “I told Bab-Ras about you and she suggested that you would make the first move. When you spoke to me, it was clear that she was right, though I was still a little nervous at first. Then Bab-Ras told me to meet you and perform the Affirm test. You spermed on me and you saw my glow. That's when I was sure about you. And then Bab-Ras did her test and confirmed my choice.”

I smiled at the memory of Shira riding my cock, taking two loads inside her before peeing on me. “I never knew tests could be so much fun. So you really do want this? I gotta admit, I'm not sure I'm not hallucinating this whole thing.”

“Fen, I'm driven to what I must do. I want to do this. I know nothing else. We Drantorian princesses have a long history of being close with another world, a magical world that I'm only just beginning to experience first-hand. I want to be part of this, to be important to the world. I want to be pregnant, to have my daughter, to grow my magic, to take you inside of me over and over.”

“You don't act like a thirteen-year old. Sam, your body... definitely... but your mind, your thoughts?”

“Drantorians are... different... I have learned many things over the years, focused, trained myself in the ways of my legacy, and I've been challenged the whole way by Bab-Ras and Mom. I've thought a lot about what I must do, and I'm dedicated to mating with you.”

“I don't really believe any of this, but given what I've seen... what I've done with you... I want this to continue. What's to become of me in all this... am I just around until you get pregnant?”

A new voice joined our conversation. “Hardly! Your part in this is almost as important as Samantha's. You may be her Seedbringer, but you are committing to much more than just filling my daughter with your semen.”

A tall, thin young woman entered my lanai and took a seat with Sam and I. Sam introduced her mother, Melia. I recalled her mom being 26, and the reddish-black haired woman looked great in a low-cut blouse that emphasized her heavy breasts and soft, olive-colored skin. Melia had a prominent chin, strong cheekbones, and a hawkish nose with a cute curve at the tip. Her knee-length dress was dark, matching her hair, and held tight against her thighs. The subtle curve between her thighs pointed to the mother's crotch, and my dick throbbed as the sight. If Sam didn't look so much like the beautiful young woman, I'd have seriously doubted this was her mother.

“Your life is now committed to the Drantorian cause. You must fulfill any requirements that arise, and there will be many. Sam will always be a part of your life, but there will be other parts of your life you'll have to value and protect. In time, you will understand what I mean, and I think you'll find your efforts more than worth it. Sam's daughter will be your daughter as well and I expect you to help raise her and perform certain... rituals that the girl must go through to ensure her protection and growth.”

I tried to take this in, and found a small peace in what I was hearing. I'd often drifted around. My dead wife Tasha had always been the anchor that kept me focused, and without her, I'd spent a year doing mostly nothing that didn't involve work or porn. I accepted my fate and chose to dedicate my life to this cause. I didn't necessarily believe everything I'd been told, but I'd seen more than enough to jump in.

“Now, I understand you just came out of your initial coupling? Unsuccessful. Don't worry, mine was unsuccessful too. It took me several weeks with my Seedbringer but we got there. And the practice... oh, the practice...” Melia smiled to herself and shuddered at the memory. “So, tonight we're going to try something. A trick I learned from the archives and I've always wanted to try... I think you two might like it...”

- - -

The three of us raced to the bedroom. I wanted to ask Sam if she'd ever had sex with her mother before, but didn't get the chance to ask that night. Later, I found out they had played together during Sam's training but mostly light touching and licking. Sam and I shed our clothes and the young teen was quickly straddling me with her small, hairy pussy. Melia laughed. “That's the spirit!”

Melia disrobed and I watched her heavy tits roll out of her shirt, tight, hard nipples capping her ample breasts. Mounds swinging, the woman removed her dress and quickly shed her panties. A full, dark bush rested above the part in her thighs. I couldn't see her slit or clit, the black, glistening pubes thick and covering her genitals. As Sam rode my cock, Melia straddled me behind her daughter, running her hands around to caress Sam's small puffy tits. Sam moaned and ground her clit against me, my cum quickly boiling in my nuts at the incredibly sexy incestuous sights in front of me.

Melia dropped a hand down to her daughter's clit and ran her fingers in circles slowly. She looked at me and said, “Don't cum in her yet. Hold off. Pull out if you need to. I want to try something before you fill my daughter with your seed.” Sam moaned and I tried to cut off the cum threatening to rush out. Climaxing on my cock, Sam's small teen cunt squeezed me tightly, and though I wanted to cum, the vise grip kept my semen from firing into the girl. Sam ground against me through her orgasm, her fluids sliding out from her slit and coating my dick and balls. I could once more smell her sex and the new scent of her mom's cunt joined it, becoming rich and dark, a dank and arousing mix of sweat and pussy and excitement.

As Sam rolled down from her climax, I managed to slip my cock out before I shot my load. Precum drooled out the tip, running down my shaft. Melia mewled and leaned down to lick my fluid, taking the precum into her mouth before rising up to kiss her daughter. Sam joined her mouth to her mom's and the teen kissed the woman deeply and passionately, her sweaty skin flushed from climax as she leaned into her mother.

My cock throbbed wanting release, I was barely in control. Melia seemed to know and broke the kiss. “Stay where you are, Fen, almost ready. Samantha, you remember that trick you learned about from the archives, discovered by Jevana Drantorian?”

Sam's eyes went wide and she nodded, a smile creeping across her face. “That's what you want to do! Oh, Mom... Yes, let's do it!”

Melia laid on her back next to me, spread her thighs, and brought her ankles up near her breasts, her crotch wide open. Sam moved between her mom's legs and lowered her dark-haired head to he woman's hairy pussy. I thought at first she was licking Melia's cunt, but her head was too low. Melia moaned softly as I rose for a better look. Sam's tongue darted around her mom's hairy butthole. Dipping in and around the wrinkled, dark hole. She slathered her saliva over the tight hole, pushing her lubrication into her mom's ass. The woman's anus shined and twitched as Sam licked and tasted her mother's backdoor.

Melia pulled Sam from her tight hole and straddled my hips, facing me. She held my cock in her hand and pushed her anus against the tip. “Don't cum in my ass... I know you'll want to, but don't cum. Save that for Sam. I'm going to enhance your seed and add some special improvements that might make you successful. I won't take long, just don't cum in me!”

I thought she was crazy. I was barely holding back my load as it was, and she expected me not to cum when my dick was in her butt? She slid my cockhead into her anus and slowly slid down on my shaft. She was very tight and the muscle felt hot sliding down my penis. Precum squirted out of my dick and into her ass, and I barely held back my full load. She smiled. “I felt that. Don't cum!”

She slid up and down on my cock, my load trying to bubble up my shaft and my mind was rushing in the euphoria of a pending orgasm. Her ass got slick, then slicker and I felt warmth sliding down over my balls. I smelled her ass, the powerful sharp and ripe scent overpowering all else, and rather than being disgusted, I was turned on, my load trying to shoot from my cock.

Melia moaned as she rode me, and she seemed to ignore my urgent pressure to cum. Her ass continuted to leak slickness and the smells of anal sex filled the room. Sam inhaled deeply and shuddered, finger herself as she watched her mom fuck me with her ass.

Melia sat down on my penis and pushed out with her ass. I felt a rush of wetness run over my balls as she quickly rose off me and placed her daughter over my dick. I knew she had covered me with her slimy ass juice. Sam didn't hesitate. She slid my soiled cock into her hairy teen cunt and sat down against me, impaled on my length.

The girl humped me, moaning as my cum rose. “uuhnnn... uhhnnn... uhhHHNN... uhhHHNN...” Sam's tight vagina squeezed my cock, the slick mess spreading over her hairy crotch. Smells of wet cunt and ass and pure desire radiated through the room, and as I inhaled the complex mix of arousing scents, I ejaculated inside Sam's pussy. My delayed orgasm exploded into her small body, my semen rushing out and filling her vagina. Sam humped me and climaxed with me. Her pussy clenched and flooded with cream around my squirting cock, the slick, sticky mess running out around my penetration. I filled her completely, the last two squirts forcing cum out of her tight channel.

Sam rode slowly and panted as her orgasm subsided, my cum still leaking into her. My cock felt abused, sore, wonderful inside her teen cunt. I breathed heavily as my own climax waned and I held Sam close to me, her sweaty skin both cool and warm against mine.

“Well done. I know that wasn't easy. I know you wanted to cum in my ass. Don't worry, you will, soon enough.” Melia smiled at me as I hugged Sam to my chest. “Hopefully that did the trick. Sam will know within the hour if that was the one.” I noticed the scents in the room had shifted and the strong smell of anal sex didn't dominate. In fact, I could no longer smell anything but Sam's horny cunt.

Sam rose off of my cock, her hairy teen cunt slick and wet. I glanced down and saw no sign of the brown mess that had been there before Sam mounted me. I leaned into her crotch and smelled only the strong smell of teen pussy and cum and sweat. My own genitals were covered only with pussy juice and my cum. Whatever Melia had done, her anal mess was no longer on our bodies or inside Sam's vagina.

The three of us snuggled and touched each other lightly. Sam held her mother, with me behind the teen, Sam's small hands caressing her mom's heavy breasts. I slid my cock inside Sam and held her, occasionally thrusting into her and kissing her neck softly. The evening slipped away into night and our sweaty bodies cooled as I drifted off to sleep with my teen Jewish princess and her mom.