John and Argent by cmsix

Chapter 69

For a change my mates and I found ourselves in the bedroom undressing for bed at the same time tonight. Deimeta was already asleep in her bed and so were Baatiea and Beetiea. I was mostly standing around and admiring the flesh that began appearing; it was inspiring for me and dicky too. He began to rise and then complain.

Dieta was closest to me and I reached down and grabbed hold of one of her firm ass cheeks, giving it a playful little squeeze. Apparently she was more than ready for a little fun and games because she turned to me, putting her arms around me and pulling my head down for a fierce kiss. As her round titties pressed into my chest I got hold of her other cheek with my free hand and pulled her toward my hardening dick. She groaned and began rubbing her bush up and down along dicky's underside.

Dieta began backing me toward the bed and when the backs of my legs bumped against it I sat on the edge. Dieta released my lips and knelt before me taking my dickhead into her mouth and giving it a slobber washing and tongue swabbing. This didn't make me any softer but I felt restless sitting there just getting my dick sucked.

I reached down for her, lifting her to stand and when she had I scooted backward onto the bed to lie in the center and pulled Dieta toward me. She bent around to put my dick in her mouth again so as she did I pulled her hips toward my face and in a flash she had straddled my mouth. As she gave my boner another wet suck I searched for her slippery lips with my tongue and began outlining her opening with the tip as I mauled her cheeks with my hands.

I took only a few seconds to wonder if my equipment would be able to match its previous performance now that Argent was absent. I knew that he had been adjusting it for sometime but I didn't know whether the effects of his work would remain now that he was gone. We would all know soon and I hoped that I would be able to do my duty for all my mates.

At least in this maneuver I would have an advantage. In this position Dieta's tongue was on the wrong side of my dick for maximum stimulation. I knew that for a quick blast tongue work on the bottom of my dick, back near the base, was required. I was pretty sure that my vantage gave me a better shot for getting her off than she had at me.

My nose was pressing against her rosebud now as I made long and broad swipes across her pussy, licking up all the excess love oil I could claim. I pushed the point of my tongue out more firmly and began to tease her button with every trip. It was giving the desired results too because Dieta's hips were increasing their action and after only a few minutes her work on dicky was only perfunctory as she concentrated on getting the maximum pleasure out of what I was doing.

I know that it shouldn't have been a contest to see who could get the other off the fastest but I did have a reputation to maintain with my mates and since they didn't know Argent from the next alien there was no chance on blaming poor work on him.

Dieta had abandoned my dick by now and had settled back into and almost sitting position, supporting her weight on her hands and moving her ass back and forth by slowly pumping her arms. She was getting close and I wasn't worried about the complications of her mouth on me.

Things changed then. I hadn't counted on intervention from one of my other mates but apparently the sight of my unoccupied hard on had called someone's mouth to it. I could feel myself being slowly engulfed by another wet warm orifice and then gentle suction was applied as the lips began stroking themselves up and down my shaft.

I redoubled my action on Dieta then, knowing that to save myself I would have to get her off and then off me so I could deal directly with the blowjob that was now weakening my resolve.

Desperate times called for desperate measures; I snuck a hand down near my mouth and between Dieta's legs, getting some of her own natural lubricant on my forefinger. Moving my lips up to the top of her slit, I pursed them around her clitty and put some suction on it, and then I put the now slippery finger against her backdoor and pressed it home.

Dieta raised up and howled; moaning and blubbering as I sawed the finger in and out while I lashed the tip of her clit with my tongue. She was done for and just in the nick of time too since I could feel that tingling starting at the base of my dick.

Geera was there to hold and comfort Dieta as she dismounted my face and when she was clear I reached for Shelalliea, pulling her up to face me and lie on me. She had been the dick-sucking sneak that had clamped onto junior and I intended to fuck her for her trouble.

I kissed her soundly as I got my arms around her and then my hands onto her splendid ass. She pressed her big titties into my chest and pushed her tongue down nearly into my throat. We wiggled and squirmed for a few seconds as she got her legs spread wide and then I felt someone's hand on my peter as they lined it up with Shelalliea's entrance. I pushed and she did too and then we came together and our pubic bushes intertwined while a feeling of warm wetness and firm pussy began working me toward an untimely eruption.

I guess that it was time for it after all and I pushed up at her as hard as I could while she raised her ass and then dropped that tight pussy back down around me. There was no stopping the rhythm of reproduction now and Shelalliea and I just fucked ourselves silly for a few minutes. When I went off I gave her an extra hard jab and she joined me, slamming her pussy to me and squeezing my dick with her insides until she milked the cum out of me. We were both panting as I lay back and she went limp on top of me.

Later Roweea and Winna rolled Shelalliea off me as Delia sucked for new life out of dicky while her mother, Dalia, force fed me a fat titty with a very big hard nipple on the end. When my weapon began to reload after only a minute or two, I knew that my improvements would work without Argent to orchestrate things and my relief translated itself into lust. I pulled Delia up from my dick and rolled her to her back, as she spread her legs I got between them, placed myself and pushed in to see if I could set the pace for the rest of this evening's entertainment.

Nearly three hours later we were all fucked out and I lay back to get a little sleep. As I drifted off I thought of Deimeta and wondered if we had woken her. What was I thinking, of course we had.

I felt great when I woke the next morning and I was the only one stirring. I made it out of bed without waking any of my mates and headed into the shower. Apparently the work Argent and his minions had done on dicky had been of the self-sufficient type. He wasn't sore at all and as I stroked him with a soapy hand he stood right back to attention as if he hadn't had any pussy in weeks. It was probably a good thing because tonight was the night for the celebration and I was looking forward to entertaining a few ladies whose mates had over indulged.

Since my mates were still sleeping, after I was dry, I dressed quietly and headed for the kitchen. I started the day's first brewing of coffee and while it was doing its thing I walked to the cave's entrance and looked out through the split in the bison hides.

It was still snowing with a vengeance; there were probably eight inches on the ground already and it seemed as if it was going to continue all day. There was also a stiff breeze with it, blowing toward the other side of the canyon where the snow was drifting high. To have that kind of wind down in our valley there must be a hell of a blow up at the plateau's level. If this kept up all day, by tonight all the openings on the other side would be completely covered and if we wanted into one of those caves we would have to dig our way in.

With no video to check out, there was no way to determine how far the storm ranged or how much snow anyone else was getting; just as if I was stuck off way back in time or something. Imagine that.

I went back to the coffee pot and it had done its job for me. Getting a mug, I sat down at the table. With no one else awake and roaming around I suddenly got the urge to light a cigarette and read the paper. Well there was no paper and I didn't have any cigarettes so I sat there and drank my coffee and tried to slip back into my funk from yesterday.

I couldn't, I felt too good and too alive to let myself worry about what was coming in the future. I don't know if last nights playtime had cured me for good but I was damned sure well right now. If tonight turned out like other celebration nights I would probably feel pretty good tomorrow morning too. I hoped so and I was looking forward to tonight's shindig.

After a few minutes I heard a rustling that sounded like it was coming from toward Danlo and Georgo's entrance. I turned to check it out and it was Danlo heading toward me. Apparently he had done some serious relationship maintenance last night also because he looked as happy as a pig in shit and there were no women following him.

"Ready for some coffee Danlo?"

"I am ready," he said.

I got him a mug and returned to the table to sit next to him. He thanked me and took a sip.

"It is very quiet in here this morning, very quiet," he said.

"All of my mates are still sleeping but that isn't the only cause. There is no sound at all from outside. It is still snowing heavily and though the wind is blowing briskly it isn't making any noise that I could hear while I was looking out."

"It is good to have some quiet sometimes and it is a good morning to sleep late or to sit and drink coffee. I should go and take a look at the animals soon though, to make sure that they are all doing well," he said.

"I'll go with you when you do but it is going to be a wet cold walk. It is too bad that we don't have a tunnel that reaches from your quarters to the horse cave."

"It would be nice but it won't hurt us to get a little cold walking down there and then back. It will make it all the better when our mates warm us back up," he said and grinned.

"I hadn't thought of that but since you've mentioned it I think that it is an excellent plan. I believe I will make sure that I get cold during the trip."

I could see that he was about to say something more but just then we heard someone coming from my bedroom. It was Dalia, Shelalliea, Delia and Roweea. We curtailed our cold weather scenario discussion and told my mates good morning. They all came over to give me a kiss and then headed to the kitchen to break the quiet time we'd had. I didn't mind the noises they started making at all though. In fact, a few seconds later my stomach made a noise or two of its own at the prospect of what the pot and pan symphony promised.

Raalto and Racaato showed up then and they had similar looks on their faces. Things must have been good all over last night. Their good moods just seemed to add to ours and soon we were laughing and joking about tonight's coming event. Then a thought hit me.

"Where is the cooking being done? If there is food in the cooking pits outside then it will be under two or three feet of snow before it is time to get it out."

"We have made new cooking pits inside the big celebration cave. There was plenty of room for them and it seems that there is a draft to the outside from the cave since the smoke from the fires rose toward the top and then just left. It did not build up in the cave," Raalto said.

"That just shows that I haven't been paying enough attention to what is going on."

"Why should you have to worry about how the cooking gets done? Your mates suggested this to us days ago and there were plenty of volunteers to do the digging. We even have much firewood stacked in there for later cooking," Racaato told me.

"I guess you are right and I am glad that someone is paying attention to the cooking."

"What about the bruga. It has been here since yesterday and most of the ice has melted. Do you think that it has gotten too warm? Since you began giving us this bruga I have come to like having it very cold," Bigglieo, who had just come in, said.

"We can get it as cold as you can stand it Bigglieo. All we have to do is take it outside for a while and it will regain all the ice it has lost."

"I will get some men to help me after we eat breakfast. The bruga won't freeze will it?" he asked.

"No, it won't freeze if we only leave it out a few hours. I don't think it is that cold outside yet. We won't take any chances though and when the water in the barrels is frozen we will bring it in and take it to the celebration cave."

Just as we had worked all the beer details out my mates started bringing plates to the table, helped by the other men's mates that had come in with them. When I looked at my eggs I tried to worry about what we would do when these were gone and Argent wasn't here to give us more. Hell, we would do without and eat something else, that's what we would do and we would live over it.

Deimeta came out when I was about halfway through eating. When she came to me I pushed back from the table enough to make room for her on my lap. I began alternating bites for she and I then Ameliea brought Deimeta's little coffee mug and another plate of breakfast. I knew that I was going to get the lion's share of both plates but as always I would feed Deimeta all that she wanted.

"Is there a lot of snow out Daddy?" Deimeta asked between bites.

"There is already much more than last time and it is still snowing hard. I think that it will be very deep before long."

"Can we build more snowmen then?" she asked.

"I think that it will be too cold for that this time but if it isn't too bad we can build a few. Danlo and I are going down to check on all the animals after breakfast."

"Oh good, can I go too?" she asked.

"If you dress warmly and if you want to you may go with us. Do you miss Darta already?"

"I always miss her when I'm not with her. After we finish eating I will hurry and put on my new warm clothes," she said.

"There is no need to hurry because Danlo and I must put on ours also. We won't leave without you so take your time to eat and then we will dress and go."

"Thank you Daddy," she said.

"You are very welcome Deimeta and thank you for being so sweet."

She giggled then and took another bite and then a sip of coffee. We took our time eating and after we were done we went back to the bedroom to dress. While we were there I wondered again about the noise we must have made last night but Deimeta didn't mention it and I sure didn't. We were dressed and ready to go in only a few minutes and when we left the bedroom we saw that Danlo had dressed and returned already. We walked to the entrance then and I peered out.

It was still snowing as hard or even harder than this morning. The drifts on the other side of the valley were truly impressive now. I turned to ask Deimeta if she was sure that she wanted to go.

"I'm sure; I know that my face will get cold and probably my ears but it isn't far to the mammoth cave and it will be warm inside, and I want to see Darta," she said.

"Let's go then," I said, and we started outside.

The wind made it feel colder than it was and it was cold enough anyway. It was a good thing that it wasn't far because my face, hands and ears were as cold as I wanted them to get by the time we were there. One thing that had been proved beyond doubt was the effectiveness of the new clothes and boots. With any other type of footwear I'd ever used my feet would have been near painfully cold after such a walk in deep snow, they were as warm as could be now.

It seemed almost balmy inside the huge cave and when I looked at the hay and thought about giving some to the animals I remembered Deimeta's buckboard. I decided to "discover" it when we got around to feeding the hay. Meanwhile I was helping Danlo feed the buckets of slop we'd brought to our nascent hog farm. The piglets had been steadily gaining weight and I was sure that by this time next year we would be on our way to raising our own ham. We also intended to try our luck with the tender trap next spring to get more contributors to our porcine gene pool.

Deimeta was watching as the porkers rooted around in the trough we'd built. She laughed at their antics and taunted them with suggestions of how tasty they would be on her plate later. I was just glad that we'd taken the time to build them a pen in this cave because if we hadn't they would be frozen ham by now.

Next Danlo and I grabbed a couple of hayforks and began spreading some of it around for the horses and for the mammoths. Deimeta stayed back out of the way so that Darta could pack away a little breakfast of her own.

I gained a new appreciation for the amount of work it took to tend the animals now. It was true that we had plenty of hay but it was loose and there was a lot of work involved in spreading it around so the animals could get to it. If we did put the sawmill into operation one of the first uses for our lumber needed to be to build some efficient hay racks. It would keep the hay off the floor, where much of it would be trod on and wasted.

Finally as we got through spreading hay I purposely dug some from the hiding place of Deimeta's miniature buckboard. I let the fork clank against it a time or two and then bent over as if inspecting it.

"Whatever is this?" I said loudly.

"What is it Daddy?" Deimeta asked.

"I'm not sure but it isn't hay, let me see if I can get it out into the open," I said, grabbing hold of the front and pulling.

It came free easily but brought a bunch of hay out on its top. I began pushing it off and dusting out the seat as Deimeta came over for some investigation of her own.

"Daddy! It's a buckboard for Darta and I! Isn't it?"

"I think it might be. You were wanting one weren't you?"

"Yes, I wanted one. Yes, and that one looks perfect for us," she said.

"It does look like it's just the right size. Why don't you put Darta's harness on and see if we can hitch her to it."

She ran back to get Darta and then led her out of the maze of wagons into the open area and then over where the tack was stored. She had the harness on her pet in no time and then led her over to the little wagon. In only a few minutes Darta was secured to the new toy and she and Deimeta were off to try it out. Since the cave was so large there was plenty of room for them to maneuver though I'm sure that Deimeta would have liked to have more.

While Deimeta and Darta enjoyed their new conveyance Danlo and I decided to rearrange the wagons and other items that were providing the pens for segregation of the stock inside the cave. It looked like we would need to saw up some heavy duty fencing for use in here also. The wagons were doing an adequate job for now but things could be arranged to make feeding and cleanup much easier with a short fence here and there.

We hadn't been paying any attention to Deimeta and Darta while we worked and had been steadily at our organizing for over two hours. The wagons were light and had excellent running gear but they damned sure weren't easy to move by hand. We stopped to take a short breather and I sat down on one of the packing crates that were ubiquitous in this cave. I glanced up at Deimeta and Darta and was flabbergasted.

Deimeta was sitting in the seat of her new buckboard as Darta pulled her to the cave entrance, turned around and pulled her back the length of the open space. There Darta turned in the other direction and went back. It was only about a hundred and fifty yards and wouldn't have been a big trick except that Darta didn't require any leading. I walked up to intercept them on their next trip.

"Deimeta it looks like you and Darta are having a lot of fun," I said as the came up to me and at a word from Deimeta, Darta stopped.

"It is a lot of fun Daddy, I just wish that we could go outside where we would have more room to play," she said.

"Tell me, how are you making Darta turn one way and then the next?"

"I just tell her which way I want her to turn and she does it," Deimeta explained patiently.

"But how does she know which way you want her to turn?"

"She didn't at first and so I had to show her which way was left and which way was right. I also had to teach her that go meant to walk and that stop meant to stop walking. It only took a few tries and now she knows perfectly well what I mean when I tell her," she said.

"Why you little angel, you are so clever," I said, picking her up off the seat and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Danlo, can you come here a minute?" I shouted.

He turned and walked toward us as I put Deimeta back into her buckboard's seat. When he arrived I asked Deimeta to show us how it was done. She said 'go' and Darta started off toward the entrance. Listening more carefully now I heard her say 'left' as they approached the gate and Darta turned to the left until Deimeta told her to 'straighten out.' Darta did it perfectly and then headed back toward us. When they got back Deimeta said 'stop' and Darta did.

Danlo was as amazed as I had been and then a big smile split his face.

"That was wonderful Deimeta. You will have to help me teach Big Mother how to do that," he said.

"I'll be glad to Danlo, it is really very easy and it is so much more fun than leading all the time. This way I don't have to walk. I don't think that Darta minds walking and anyway she can't sit in the wagon, she's too big for that," Deimeta explained carefully.

Danlo and I both laughed out at that and it really was funny. It was also funny that it had taken Deimeta to figure out the answer to our problem with Big Mother. We had been worrying about how to signal Big Mother which way to turn and Deimeta had shown us that all we had to do was teach her about left and right.