Filename: LostTime.txt
Title: Lost In Time
Author: Eliston X. Gaulfre Rewdius@gmail.com
Codes: Mg Mg+ gg fg+
Keywords: Cons, Rom, Pett, Pedo, Oral, Piv, 1st, Teen, Preg, ScFi, Inc, Harem
Summary: Once the new 'Kubrick/Clark' space station was complete it was
only a matter of waiting until an assignment was posted. While busy
inside the 'Oregon-4' cargo/maintenance shuttle everything went crazy.
The next thing I knew the door was sealed, the emergency vehicle
ejection system actuated, and I was by myself in space. Before a month
was out I had a small family of prehistoric young wives to take care of.
My old life was gone, but my new life was much better.
Copyright: 2011
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Prologue: No great story is the work of a single mind. One of my most
ardent supporters and frequent editorial assistants is a reader who goes
by the identity of "JD." In spite of his rather unassuming name he's
been a Clossus of help and a wealth of invaluable suggestions for this
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When the station alarm sounded and the entry hatch to the cargo shuttle
I was working in slammed shut on its own I was taken completely off
guard. My shift wasn't supposed to include my unwitting participation
of what I suspected might be an unplanned station evacuation test,
because the nice folks in the Operations Center usually told everyone
about such things well in advance. This was especially the case when
the utility and maintenance people like me might be involved, but
particularly so where one of their multi-billion dollar shuttles was
concerned.
The next thing I knew my body was shoved hard against the station side
of the shuttle, and I had to fight to get to the captain's station. The
claxon blaring inside the shuttle, the warning beacons flashing every
half second, and the sensation of zero-G a few seconds later was as
foreign to me at that moment as trying to figure out what was going on
outside the three front view ports. Once I was buckled in just enough
where the vehicle commander usually sat so I didn't have to fight to
stay in one place with both hands I silenced the audible warning
annunciator, hit the emergency warning illumination override button,
grabbed a communications headset, and almost screamed into the
microphone.
"Comm Center, this is Ingram on the Oregon-4! What happened?"
"Not now, Oregon-4! We'll get back to you!"
Get back to me? I was a first-year Alpha Level maintenance technician
inside an expensive crew and cargo vehicle by myself after some kind of
system anomaly that sent the small craft away from its docking port ...
and they were going to get back to me?
The systems and controls on the shuttle were all fairly familiar to me,
since I'd been trying for quite a while to get an assignment on the new
'Kubrick/Clark' Space Station for the previous six years. In my quest
to earn my position I'd learned everything I could about any system and
aspect of space station operation that might get me a seat on board.
That included how to read the many styles of maintenance and operations
displays and engage the appropriate systems to test and control just
about any part of my new home away from Earth. The fact that I didn't
have a doctorate degree in astrophysics or engineering meant I wouldn't
get to be at the controls of one of their crew and cargo vehicles, at
least officially, so sitting in the captain's chair while the craft was
moving meant something was *very* wrong.
Confirming that 'my' craft was functioning as programmed was easy, but
trying to figure out why I was watching the double-tube circular space
station drift further away from the port side of the shuttle was going
to be much harder. The entry hatch had obviously been secured by one of
the many automatic protection systems, the VLM-23 flight computer was
functioning correctly, all of the environmental systems were operating
as per the TRM-2832-MR2 maintenance manual, and I was sitting in a seat
that I'd snuck onto more than once. The real problem was I'd never been
in that location when the damned thing was moving or even under anyone
else's control. Normally I'd be strapped in toward the back of the
craft while we were ferrying materials from the cargo drop-off point
in low-Earth orbit and headed either away from or toward the station.
I hadn't begun to unload the shuttle, transfer any liquid nitrogen or
oxygen stores from the cryogenic bottles to the station, nor done a
complete systems check of the electronics and vehicle stabilization
systems, which was my day's assignment, and had only been on my ten hour
shift for thirty minutes when all Hell broke loose.
24:30 Zulu.
That would have been 6:30 PM Dallas, when my parents and best buddy
Curly might be sitting down to some barbecue, beans, potato salad, sweet
vinegar cole slaw, and a tall glass of ice cold sweetened tea. I could
almost feel the cheek-tingling flavor of my dad's barbecue sauce as he
liberally poured it in a huge slathered coating over the meat. What the
heck was I doing out in space when so much good food and friendly
company were down there back home?
As if from some horribly written 'B-movie' script a series of confused
comm chatter began pouring in from all manner of personnel, from various
operations and maintenance locations on the K/C Station, the Operations
Center, Mission Control, and one or two dozen EVA techs whose voices I
recognized around the station in their suits doing maintenance outside.
It wasn't until I heard a person scream into their microphone that I
became aware of what might have triggered the cargo hatch to close, and
I truly got scared.
"SINGULARITY!!!"
Impossible! We'd have seen evidence of something that bizarre as it
approached the Earth long before it endangered us, wouldn't we?
The sound of something hitting my craft from behind forced me to
reconsider just sitting like an unauthorized passenger at the captain
console and watch everything go to Hell. The Vecom-23 radar guidance
and inertial navigation systems were turned on, and the display revealed
a cloud of swirling dust particles approaching from the astral side of
our orbit, the sun dutifully glowing in its typical big yellow
disinterested way from the other direction.
Acting to save my technologically sophisticated ass I turned the Alpha-2
vehicle control systems on, saw the lights on the primary and secondary
reaction control thruster systems go green, gently pushed the control
stick forward and acquired a sense of motion. I was in control alright,
or as much as I figured could be helpful, and hoped I'd be able to get
back to where I'd lived for a few months so somebody else could take
responsibility for the multi-billion dollar craft I was sitting in.
There might have been a few seconds of doubt regarding my getting back,
but with the automatic guidance systems able to reposition the docking
port so it could create a perfect air-tight seal and open the hatch I
knew I'd soon be back doing what I'd been contracted to do ... or so I
hoped.
With brief bursts of the reaction control jets I turned the ship away
from the circular mass of confusion as it drew closer to my home away
from home behind me and only realized I was headed away from the K/C
Station when I saw the cloud and the station at the same time in the
large multi-color display on the console. It wasn't my intention to
abandon the only place I knew as my temporary home away from Earth, but
anything as malevolent as an approaching storm in space had my respect,
and I wasn't about to tangle with the space equivalent of an
F-one-billion hurricane.
The sense of gravity in my seat was comforting, except I was no longer
attached to the K/C Station. Sure, I'd spent a few hours jumping around
in the designated zero-G recreational area of my new residence just to
see what it was like, but I'd never spent that much time as an EVA tech
outside the sturdy walls of my home away from home, nor did I have the
need to test my space legs for an extended period of time unless I was
assigned by my supervisor to assist in transporting or repairing
something away from the only place I felt was safe in outer space.
The instant I let go of the control stick and allowed any forward
momentum to carry me further away I realized it wasn't the thrusters
providing the sense of weight and pressure, but something far less
pleasant and far more destructive. Sure enough I became aware of what
must have been the singularity acting on me, my work assignment in the
Oregon-4, the K/C Station, and a whole collection of hardware in the
immediate area. I'm glad I'd emptied my backside before starting my
shift, because I felt a pucker factor of about nine thousand at that
moment.
In spite of my desire to finish my shift and have a nice dinner at my
favorite ethnic section of the cafeteria I was about to be turned into a
string theory one atom at a time. That's when I had second thoughts
about volunteering for a long space assignment on what had been touted
as the most technologically sophisticated machine since prehistoric man
had been smart enough to grunt and build his first fire. With death in
the form of a tightly packed vacuum of infinite density and microscopic
size approaching my sorry ass the only thing for me to do was hope my
Karma would grant me a better life the next go around. I'm sure my
knuckles were white when I gripped the frame around the pilot's seat,
but there was little I could do, so I figured I'd just sit back and
stare out the view ports.
Something from the TRM-2832-MR2 maintenance or TRO-1621-FM flight and
operations manuals I'd read and been qualified in told me to do more
than be a passenger on the best roller coaster ride in the universe, so
I began to run through everything in my head to increase the odds of my
being able to have one more meal. In order to extend my chances at
survival I shut everything down except for the MW-PEO2 personal
emergency oxygen system, was able to clip the face plate over my nose
and mouth, and tightened the safety harness I'd instinctively strapped
myself to. That included closing the protective view port panels along
the front of the Oregon-4, even if I wanted to see what was going on
outside at the time.
My actions might not have done much, but I felt as if I'd just increased
my chances at seeing another one of sixteen sunrises per orbital day.
The increasingly violent snaps and bangs on all sides of my shuttle made
it sound as if I was sitting in a car during a Texas Panhandle hail
storm, except the stuff striking my craft must have been either bigger
or harder than ice. I was sure I'd get pummeled into a small ball of
dust with all the racket and frequent hits my ship was having to endure.
The sensation of gravity slowly increased to the point of discomfort
like an incredibly heavy load was being dumped onto my body as I sat in
the conformal seat. It felt like a million hands were pressing down
onto every portion of my body, legs, arms, and head until I was pinned
so tightly into the snug captain's chair that I could feel and even hear
the cushion under me begin to groan and the metal of the frame make a
few noises that I'd rather not have heard. I wanted to look around to
see if everything else was still strapped in place, but I couldn't turn
my head at all.
Trying to lift my hand to turn off an overhead LED lamp was a mistake,
because I nearly knocked myself out when my appendage came back down
into my face. I almost lost my breathing mask in the attempt, but was
able to wiggle my chin just enough to reposition the lower edge so I
could still take in the steady stream of oxygen. It was a real struggle
to breathe, although I somehow managed to keep doing that despite the
tremendous weight on my chest.
The most noticeable perception I had after becoming one with the fixed
seat was being turned slightly so the nadir side of my craft was
automatically turned under. Even with the intense gravitational forces
being levied onto my borrowed ride the reaction control system through
the automatic positioning monitor of the Alpha-2 control system had
enough power to keep me pressed into my seat and my feet pointed away
from whatever was about ten miles from my neatly combed hair. It looked
and felt as if I'd been invited onto an incredibly large and very
expensive version of the biggest roller coaster ride in the universe,
the three forward-facing ports my only connection with the space outside
once my head was pinned back into the seat, *if* I was brave enough to
open them so I could see what was going on.
Were it not for the very real possibility that I was about to die a
horrible death I might have enjoyed the ride. When I saw the lights go
out inside the shuttle I figured I wasn't long for the pearly gates.
The only way I knew I was still alive was when I saw the light from the
sun burst through a side view port each time my ride was spun in the
correct orientation as if I was riding a huge Ferris wheel.
I held on as long as I could, but the pressure against the seat and the
loss of blood from my head were too much, and I blacked out from the
immense G-forces without the benefit of a single prayer or one last
cigarette. The fact that I didn't smoke made me a better candidate for
my position, but at that moment I would have liked to get off my joy
ride and ask somebody for a chance to die a slow and horrible death from
lung cancer rather than a quick and exciting one alone in space. My
only saving grace that day was having the good sense to park my
sophisticated ass into the only seat on the shuttle that was
specifically designed to help a human cope with such unrealistic loads
on a body that wasn't meant to tolerate anything above nine or ten G's.
When I came to I was able to move my arms, legs, and head. My hands
were in the air in front of my face and floating as if gravity were once
again a foreign concept, so the singularity was no longer of any
concern. It took me a few moments to collect my thoughts, because I
wasn't all together sure I was alive or just dreaming after having been
knocked unconscious. With a few controlled movements of my hands and
fingers I realized I wasn't dead, or at least as alive as my mind could
comprehend, so I immediately looked at my watch. 24:45 Zulu. That
alone proved that I'd survived, because dreams don't come with watches,
schedules, nor shift changes, and I felt a tremendous sense of relief.
Everything was quiet, I discerned no sense of motion, and I saw light
coming in through one of the small side polycarbonate view ports behind
me. The three larger forward windows were still protected by the opaque
safety panels, so craft power was turned on and my view outside enhanced
considerably. Once the last protective cover was moved to its stored
location I saw the moon glowing as brightly as ever in front of me as it
went from one window to the next, so that was another good sign.
It was obvious I was drifting in space, but why? That's when I realized
I'd survived something that was impossible to describe. Wow! Fifteen
minutes of pure Hell and I was alive to talk about it. Nobody was going
to believe me back at the station, much less back in Texas, but it would
still be fun to recall the events and share them with anyone who'd want
to listen.
The power was turned back on to the guidance system and the reaction
control jets commanded to steady my orientation. The craft was turned
around, and I was about to make a call back to the K/C Station when I
was dumbstruck. I saw the Earth, but my home away from where I was born
was gone!
The station, all of the support hardware around it, and every satellite
that I could normally see surrounding it had disappeared. Where did it
all go? Could I be on the nadir side of the station? Having seen the
moon I knew that wasn't the case, so where had everything gone? I yawed
the ship in two 360 degree turns, pitched the ship 90 degrees, did two
more, and saw nothing except the Earth, Moon, and Sun. That's when it
hit me.
The singularity. No way! No fucking way!
How the Hell did I survive when everything else had vanished?
Rather than sit there, ponder the fate of the universe, and my twin tube
temporary refuge away from the hard vacuum of space I fumbled with the
headset and radio controls once more.
"Operations Center, this is Oregon-4. Come in."
I paused to let someone answer, but nothing. After switching to a
channel that was only supposed to be used if something went wrong with
the comm system on the K/C station I tried one more time.
"Mission Control, this is Oregon-4. Come in, please."
Nothing. Not even background RF white noise or channel static. My
radio was most likely dead, so it was time to test it. After all, I was
a highly skilled, thoroughly trained, and space certified MRP-23-V Alpha
Level maintenance technician and could fix just about anything, or find
an adequate replacement part, right?
The safety harness was unbuckled, I floated in zero-G to the entry and
egress docking port, located the survival stores compartment, and
removed the emergency hand-held radio from its protective plastic
sleeve. The lithium/ceramic high density battery was installed, the
power button pressed, and the thing came to life. After I made my way
back to the captain station I grabbed the headset control and keyed the
mike switch, the signal strength LEDs on the hand-held unit peaking the
instant I hit the button. After doing it three times in a row for both
the portable and shuttle radios I realized both of them were working.
Now what?
The ground lock beacon!
The TRO-1621-FM flight manual was consulted, navigational computer
turned on, the Omega-21 frequency dialed in, and I saw and heard
nothing. Not even the GPS system seemed to work. Since there weren't
any satellites anywhere in the area I kinda figured the whole radio
network was off the air. My puny 10 watt hand-held radio and 150 watt
craft unit might not be enough to get all the way to the ground, unless
I tuned into a radio not dependent upon the Omega multiplexer system for
ground-to-space relay, but even that didn't work.
I was alone.
I must have stared out the left view port for over an hour without
moving. The K/C Station was gone, I couldn't contact anyone on the
radio, and I had no way of knowing what had happened.
"This is stupid! All I've got to do is make an emergency landing!"
Yeah, but I'd have lots of questions to answer by the time the space
agency caught up with me, asked why I'd activated the emergency jettison
procedure for my craft, and then commanded it to return to Earth without
explicit permission. What the Hell were they gonna do, fire me? Fine!
I'd be back on Earth.
That's when I realized the K/C station was most likely around the back
side of the Earth and out of my view.
"Idiot! Get a hold of yourself!"
It took a while for me to get the ship oriented for continuous flight
around the Earth in the right direction, but once I was all the way
around and through the night side twice I realized my first assessment
was correct. The K/C station, everyone on it, and all those people
associated with it had vanished. That's when I remembered the
singularity and the very real possibility that thousands of tons of
metal, ceramic, and glass were ripped apart, crushed into a stream of
atoms, and then swallowed hungrily one particle at a time until
everything I knew was gone.
Thankfully the Earth was spared, because I saw the bright blue orb
silently hanging in space where it had been before all Hell broke loose.
It looked truly beautiful in all its blue-green glory with lots of
cotton-white clouds positioned like a master artisan had spent two
semesters teaching art students how to create a random effect of light
and dark. It almost seemed as if the water looked bluer, the sky
clearer, and clouds much more white than when I last saw all of it, but
my comprehension of such specific details was most likely my excited
appreciation for having been alive and instilled that perception.
I studied the TRO-1621-FM flight manual for about four more hours, got a
gist of what was required to do an unpowered computer controlled
descent, and then made sure everything in the craft was secure. Since I
hadn't even begun to unload it nothing had been unstrapped from its
original locations, so my cargo wouldn't have to be locked back down.
That's when I realized my arrival might be more troublesome if the spot
the computer picked for me was a lot further away from the recovery
teams than the prescribed 100 mile minimum distance. With a cargo
shuttle full of replacement medical supplies, food stores, tools, and
what had been called 'luxury items' by the docking master the stuff
behind me just might make me the focus of more questions because of what
the stuff was worth. About the only thing I was worried about at the
moment was staying alive and seeing another human being, so trying to
sell the contents of the Oregon-4 to some black market dealer was way
down on my list of things to think about.
Just thinking about commanding the Oregon-4 to leave the circular orbit
around the Earth and direct it back to Terra Firma was enough to make me
shiver. I'd have to reconsider what kind of job I'd find after the
space agency folks got a hold of my ass. With the thought of dying a
slow and lonely death in space I pressed the EXEC button after entering
the last command and instantly became a passenger rather than in
control.
It took three hours after the retro-thrusters fired before I became
aware of a sense of that same uncomfortable gravity from the singularity
I'd felt before. This time, however, the ballutes under the ship had
been deployed to act as a heat shield and a long carbon fiber drogue was
trailing away from the top of the ship as a means to keep the craft
stable as a growing stream of bright orange flames formed a halo around
the edges near the forward facing view ports. Sure, it might have been
smart to keep the windows protected when the singularity was trying to
pound me into dust, but after what I'd been through a continuous look
through those windows just before I lost my job wasn't such a bad idea.
The buffeting was incredibly strong, but the ride was no worse than the
folks at the training center in Florida had warned me about. The fact
that it wasn't as bad as the space-based roller coaster I'd already been
on made me feel better about the next portion of my journey. I'd
already gone through the worst of it with the singularity, so watching
the bright orange radiance as it wafted up around the front of my craft
in streams of iridescent colors that danced and split up into dozens of
glowing fingers was like a walk in the park at night, or an expensive
trip to one of the world's best action and adventure theme parks.
Once the ionization envelope went away, the speed of my craft had been
reduced enough, and I saw the tops of clouds quickly passing I felt a
tremendous lurch as the first of four parachutes deployed. After the
first one had done its job the main three chutes deployed, and I felt
another hard jolt as they completely filled and slowed me further.
Immediately after that I saw an indicator light up informing me the
radar and camera booms had been properly extended outside of the
ballute's periphery. The on-board radar control system then began to
command the parachutes in a series of maneuvers to steer the craft
toward what seemed a likely safe area, one portion of the monitor screen
displaying the downward view.
During one long slow turn I saw what looked like a large modern 'green'
city off in the distance, but something about that image didn't quite
seem right, although the details of the image were too difficult for me
to discern why. My problem was much more immediate, just getting my ass
back onto Terra Firma something that had my full attention. Thankfully
all I had to do was hang on and watch everything go by, but I still felt
uneasy about what I'd seen.
The ground approached much more quickly than I anticipated, and when I
was about a hundred feet from impact the craft proximity alarms began to
warn any potential passengers on board that we'd need to have our seat
backs and tray tables in their upright and locked positions. Since
there weren't any flight attendants around to double check whether I'd
obeyed the typically boring instructions about preparing to land I took
it upon myself to tug a few times on the ends of the safety harness
straps, tightened my muscles, grit my teeth with my tongue safely tucked
behind my molars and incisors, and closed my eyes.
The moment of contact wasn't as bad as I'd envisioned, the ballutes
serving their second function as large gas-filled shock absorbers.
After all the Earthward motion had ended the ballutes were automatically
commanded to empty of their gas and my craft settled down onto the
underside. That's when I took my first long breath and began to relax,
my heart racing, my forehead heavy with sweat, my grip of the armrests
so tight my fingers and thumbs were cramped, and my knuckles bright
white.
The sight outside the front view ports seemed strange but not totally
unexpected, because a tall forest of pine trees about a hundred yards
away was a familiar scene that I remembered from when I drove toward my
uncle's place up north. Based on the last few images I'd seen while
descending toward the ground the area the computer decided upon must
have been in the middle of a small clearing of a forest in the upper
Midwest. It would take a while for the recovery crews to find me all
the way out there, but I wasn't going anywhere, and I had plenty of
supplies to keep me healthy for quite a while should my wait be more
than a few hours.
It took me a minute to get my bearings, but the sensation of normal
gravity felt incredibly comforting. Since I'd been working on the K/C
Station I'd only spent a few days in complete weightlessness as a
'tourist', so there was no concern for my having to suffer the effects
of long-term muscle atrophy or bone loss. My biggest concern was having
to answer weeks of questions from the ground recovery crew and the folks
at Mission Control. After the restraint harness had been completely
undone I turned all the electronics systems off except for the emergency
locater beacon and then prepared to disembark at Gate 01. About the
only thing I didn't have to worry about was some clumsy dolt dropping
his luggage on top of my head from one of the overhead storage racks or
anyone else trying to beat me out of my ride so they could be first to
pick up their baggage at the luggage carousel.
Rather than blow the escape hatch and cause even more damage to my
borrowed craft I opted for a less brutal method. It took fifteen
minutes of careful procedures, but each step of the flight manual was
again followed and then checked off, just as a trained astronaut would
do. If anything I wanted to be absolutely sure I obeyed as many rules
as were established, because I still had to hope I had a job to go back
to after all the dust settled and I'd done my best to describe what I'd
lived through.
The moment I began the cabin equalization procedure I sensed a new and
very pleasant aroma wafting in from the outside air through the pressure
port, the smell as if I'd landed in the middle of a bed of roses. The
instant the hatch came open I was overcome with a strong sense of relief
because I was finally back home. The temperature was in the mid 70's,
the sky was relatively clear, and the area immediately around my ship
was like a green sea of grass about a foot tall that shifted in sinuous
waves as each breeze acted on it. All-in-all, not bad for my first
unplanned forced landing.
From nowhere I had the strange urge to pee, so with a blush on my face
and expecting to see a flurry of photographers running toward me I made
my way out and circled my craft. Just as I'd seen through the front
view ports I'd indeed landed in the middle of a forest clearing, the
trees surrounding me forming what appeared to be a tall living blockade
of brown and green.
Rather than despoil the area immediately around my ship I opted for a
small depression about twenty feet away, my wounded dignity preventing
me from just whipping my cock out in front of so many trees and
knee-high grass, so I faced the craft instead. The sensation of relief
was much more comforting than the feeling of a small plastic cup against
the end of my dick, the harsh vacuum of the K/C Station urine collection
and recycling device now a distant memory.
After my first pee back on Earth it was time for me to police the area
and make sure everything I'd assumed responsibility for was recovered.
The first task was to retract the radar and camera booms and stow them
in their previous locations. Then I gathered up all four of the large
red and white parachutes in a series of long lines, the material
straightened, folded as best I could because of their size, and then the
high-strength cords unfastened from the top of my craft. It took me a
while to heft each of the parachutes one at a time back toward the
Oregon-4, and once that was complete I was exhausted and hungry.
Dinner was a modest meal of a vegetable patty, a protein patty, some
crunchy twists, and a large container of water. It wasn't until I put
all of the refuse in a small trash bag that I realized I hadn't seen
what time it was in a while, and after I took a quick look at my wrist
I became aware of the time indicator showing 2:17 AM. That alone was
odd, because the sun was just above the horizon and was soon going to be
below it. My belief was my watch having lost sync with the K/C station
clock, which was set to Universal Time plus six hours, or Dallas time.
It bothered me a little bit, but not enough to worry about.
There was a strong temptation for me to light a fire, but I hadn't done
a good job of clearing the immediate area first, so as the sun began to
set in the west over the trees I made my way back inside the Oregon-4
and then closed the hatch. It felt strange to climb back inside the
small craft for the night, but it had everything I needed and served as
my temporary residence until the ground recovery crew showed up.
Trying to sleep in the captain's chair wasn't nearly as comfortable as
I'd hoped, my back aching in the upright position, so I opted for the
floor between the pilot and commander's seats. Even that wasn't nice
enough, so I located some flexible storage bags, filled them with air,
and fashioned a more appropriate air mattress. What a difference! Once
I was comfortable I turned out the last LED illumination and settled in
for some sleep.
The dreams I had that night topped anything I could have imagined during
any of my previous ones. I saw faces of familiar co-workers and
friends, family members, and even a few lovely smiles who were little
more than brief visits to the various parts of the K/C station. The one
image that forced me vertical in my slightly uncomfortable bed was the
one where I was spinning around like a top inside a washing machine tub.
The light streaming in through the view ports confirmed that I'd made it
one morning closer to having the responsibility for days of long and
boring explanations dumped onto my shoulders. I wasn't looking forward
to it, but I knew what I'd done by returning the Oregon-4 to Terra Firma
was going to require it.
My morning routine was about to be conducted as I'd done hundreds and
hundreds of times before, personal needs first, and then food after
that. By the time I cracked the hatch and ventured outside I felt the
urgent need to water the grass. It was only after I'd finished and
closed my uniform that I remembered I could have been refilling my water
stores by using the temporary waste recovery unit. Thankfully since I
was back on Earth that system wouldn't be necessary.
After I ate a small meal I turned the mains power on and did a quick
radio check.
"Mission Control, Oregon-4. Come in."
<pause>
"Mission Control, Oregon-4. Come in, please."
Nothing. Not even background radio chatter or static. In order to
verify my equipment was working I turned the volume of the Oregon-4's
radio all the way up, grabbed the mobile unit, exited the vehicle, and
walked about ten feet from the hatch.
"Mission Control, Oregon-4. Come in."
My voice could easily be heard reverberating inside the cargo shuttle,
so at least the portable radio seemed to be transmitting and the radio
on the Oregon-4 receiving. With the smaller unit volume turned all the
way up and set to the ground I ventured back inside and did my last
radio check.
"Mission Control, Oregon-4. Come in, please."
Again I heard my voice in the smaller unit, so the primary radio was
also working, and yet I heard nothing from Mission Control or any of the
support crews. What the Hell was going on? All the radios were working
fine, enough power required to 'shout out' to my home-crew, and yet I
wasn't able to get a single response. The main radio unit was switched
to its standby mode, the portable unit located, turned off, the battery
removed and stored in its pouch, and then both parts of the hand-held
unit placed back into their storage location.
I was beginning to get more than a little concerned.
There was so much that could have gone wrong and yet I was safely back
on the ground. All cargo shuttle systems seemed fine, so why hadn't I
heard from anyone? There was just enough that wasn't according to Hoyle
for me to locate and then remove one of the three emergency defense
devices from their secure location, the smooth feel of the cool black
ceramic in my hands affording me enough comfort to relax quite a bit.
With as many as 100 rounds of ammunition available in the storage
compartment near the entry/exit hatch and another nine boxes located in
three other places I certainly had enough to protect myself and down
some game if it was required. I didn't like the idea of using the
weapon against people, but I was trained to if the need arose.
The first few days went by with no significant changes, except I noticed
there weren't any jets flying over in the upper atmosphere to leave the
typical white con-trails during the day, nor were there any blinking red
lights or flashing white beacons at night. Why weren't there any jets
flying overhead? No radio chatter and now no air traffic. Could the
micro-singularity have somehow affected all electronic devices on Earth?
My radios and cargo shuttle computer seemed to be working fine, so what
could have damaged all the ground-based equipment but not affected mine?
The fact that the K/C station wasn't where it was supposed to be also
didn't sit well, and it didn't correlate to my broken electronics
theory. What the Hell was going on?
In order to keep the on-board batteries properly charged I deployed the
solar panels on my craft and saw everything return to 'inspection'
condition in very little time. My maintenance supervisor, Lu-Ming Xiao,
would have been proud at my clear thinking, although she'd most likely
demote me for having borrowed her craft and landing it back on Terra
Firma without her permission or specific orders to do so.
There was a growing sense of fear developing within me, and I knew I'd
need to change my routine significantly. If nobody was willing or able
to answer my calls and the rescue crews I'd expected hadn't gotten to my
landing site after a week and a half I'd need to go seek them out. I
really didn't know where I was, and without a working GPS system I'd
have to revert to some good old fashioned seat-of-the-pants survival
methods to make my way toward what I'd last suspected was civilization.
But even that unsettled me, because I didn't see any evidence of
artificial lighting on the horizon at night in any direction.
I remembered seeing what looked like a large 'green' city about twenty
or thirty miles away from my landing area while I was descending, and I
oriented myself in that direction multiple times during my frequent
observations, but I couldn't see any evidence of humanity. No radio
chatter, no lights, no air traffic, and no noise. It was as if what I'd
seen while descending was merely a painting on the surface of Earth.
In spite of my desire to wait patiently and remain with my temporary
home I needed to find out what the Hell was going on. It was already
far too late in the afternoon for me to be heading out by the time I was
getting too nervous to sit still, so the next morning would have to do.
In the meantime a survival pack was located, enough emergency food and
water rations for about a week loaded, and then a whole collection of
necessary supplies set out. A few bottles of water, a reverse osmosis
water filter, binoculars, large high-tech multi-purpose knife, hatchet,
convertible digging implement, magnifying lens, mirror, med-kit, wax,
matches, string, rope, leather strap, a souvenir canvas bag that must
have been destined for one of the tourist shops on the K/C station, a
few zippered plastic bags that could have been used for anything from
wet clothes to somebody's kitchen supplies, and a piezo-powered LED
flashlight were all collected and then loaded into the pack. The
external hiking boot covers I found in the EVA storage location fit my
flight booties well enough that I wouldn't need actual shoes or boots,
so wearing my flight 'jumpsuit', and with a pair of gloves, a rain
poncho, and emergency blanket the last few items were tucked into some
external pockets. After that it was time for me to get some rest.
The next morning seemed to come a lot sooner than any before, so with my
personal needs met, my tummy filled slightly, my supplies hefted into
place, and the hatch closed and locked, I checked my gear and began to
head toward town. I felt like a hermit who hadn't seen another human
being in ten years as I strapped the knife to my left thigh, the firearm
to my right, and tightened the harness for the backpack.
"Well, Ingram ... it's time to go on a little hike."
By the time I'd gotten a hundred yards into the forest I found a nice
looking walking stick and cleaned off the upper end to afford me a firm
grip. All I needed after that would be my rifle, a dog, and I'd be set
to go hunting.
In keeping with my previous adventures 'in the wilds' I marked a series
of trees as I walked, a single head-high horizontal gash carefully
placed so I could find each 'breadcrumb' along the way if I should need
to retrace my steps, even in the dark. I could almost picture a young
preteen couple happily making their way toward their grandmother's house
alongside me with a large covered basket filled with all sorts of
goodies. The idea of a wolf chasing after them brought me back to the
cold sting of reality. Just tapping the holstered weapon on my right
thigh was enough to coax a lewd grin onto my face, any four legged beast
certain to be skinned long before it grew cold if it should attempt to
gobble me up.
When I transitioned from the skyscraper forest to a mixed pine and tall
deciduous timberland I took a compass bearing, scanned the horizon as
best I could, checked my time, and then made my way forward. Along the
way I crossed a nice creek with clean flowing water and knew where I
could refill my water stores when required. All I needed after that was
to come across a 150 pound deer and I'd have a nice excuse to camp out
for a few more weeks.
By the time the second major transition from forest to open area was
made a large open valley was below to my right and a fairly moderate
up-slope to my left. The scene was reminiscent of classic paintings I'd
seen where hundreds of species of flowers were blooming, every tree was
resplendent with perfect verdant hues of lush green, a mixture of growing
forms of vegetable life sprang up from every nook and cranny, and the
ground in every direction was like a living carpet of perfection. I had
to stop and admire the view, because I'd longed for a Utopian image of
greenery ever since I stepped foot into the launch vehicle for my first
trip to near-Earth orbit.
Something about my surroundings was very different, but I just couldn't
put my finger on it. Things almost seemed more beautiful than I'd
remembered, but it could have been my slightly altered appreciation for
life in general after what I'd been through. I could have stayed where
I was and admired the view for hours, but I had a place to be and a
limited amount of sunlight to get there in.
Since I could see for a few miles I retrieved the binoculars, took up a
seat on a large flat rock, and began to scan the horizon. Off in the
distance toward the east I was able to see some distorted evidence of
the city that I'd located during descent. That would be my first
heading, so I did a compass bearing, found some landmarks to help guide
me, and was about to start walking when I heard a woman scream way off
in the distance. It sounded as if her voice came from the valley far
off to my right, so I repositioned myself and began to do a careful
sweep from left to right with my binoculars. What I saw left me
startled and very unsure if I was awake or not.
About four or five miles off in the distance and down in the valley I
saw what looked like a naked woman wildly waving her arms in the air
over her head and turned away from me. I followed what I suspected
might be her line of sight and the object of her interest. That's when
I saw two more women and one man walking away, their pace steady, and
none of them the least concerned at all with anything the woman was
attempting. But it was what they were wearing that left me wondering
what I'd found, because both of the women were just as naked as the
first one, except for some kind of crude sandals on the two who were
leaving, and the man had on what appeared to be a furry pair of shorts
and shoes. All of their hair was long and unkempt, and nothing was in
their possession except for a club in his hands.
What the Hell had I stumbled across?
I shifted my vision back to the first woman who was still screaming,
jumping up and down, and waving her arms back and forth as if she needed
to get the other peoples' attention. I watched almost disembodied as
she went from facing away from me and trying to get her comrades'
attention, to facing me, looking down at her feet, yelling, looking back
toward the people who were walking away from her, then turned around
toward me again, gesticulating with both of her hands, and attempting to
convince someone or something beneath her feet to move. She kept going
back and forth from trying to get her friends to stop and talking to
something or someone at or beneath her feet that I couldn't see from my
vantage point.
Her antics looked pitiful, and she left me with the impression that
something was important enough for her to be concerned about a
possession or person about to be left behind. She seemed to call to
whatever or whomever it was below her feet over and over again, as if by
repeating herself and flailing her arms and hand in front of her she
might eventually be able to effect some kind of change. Rather than
assume the same sort of indifferent mood that her traveling companions
had I took a quick reading of the compass and made my way toward her
even though I had no idea what I might find when I got all the way down
the hill and confronted the distraught woman. It might take me about an
hour to get close enough to find out what she was so troubled about, but
I was bound and determined to help if I could.
An hour and a half later and all the way down the "U" shaped verdant
canyon I emerged from beyond a small stand of trees close to where the
woman had been screaming and waving her limbs in the air. She was no
longer anywhere to be seen, but I could still hear her yelling off in
the distance. Rather than her impassioned cries and wild yelling I
heard someone else crying, so I took another bearing, looked for anyone
in the area, and after nobody could be seen I walked away from the
protection of the trees and quickened my pace toward an outcrop of tall
grass.
The tone and timbre of the new voice made them sound like a young child
or small woman, the wails low and weak but constant. By that time the
woman I'd heard and seen frantically waving her arms and screaming had
long since left the scene, but I could still hear her yelling off in the
distance, presumably a feeble attempt to coerce her friends to return
and help her accomplish her desperate mission.
When I was finally close enough to make out where the screaming woman
had been I was standing in front of the outcrop of tall grass I'd seen
from the tree line, and I saw a collection of boulders nestled into the
earth with a wild mass of green and brown growth around them. Rather
than take a chance of twisting my ankle or tripping over a sharp rock I
opted for a route around them. By going around I ended up on the other
side of the person crying, so I backtracked and determined whomever was
in distress must have journeyed through the unpredictable landscape that
I avoided.
In a careful shift through the tangled mass of vegetation around the
larger boulders I bisected the collection and made my first trek toward
the noise. Each time I'd crest the top of one stone I'd stop and
listen, my movements eventually loud enough for the person to hear and
call out as if they were desperate to gain someone's attention.
"Nya-na! Nya-na!"
What the Hell kind of language was that? I'd attempted to program the
shuttle computer to time the deceleration burn so I'd land in the USA,
but I could have returned to some European or Asian country instead.
The images outside the view ports in near-Earth orbit confirmed that my
glorious country of origin was in fact still where I left it and the
land mass that I was headed toward during my descent was the Central
USA, but the language I heard made me doubt any and everything from the
moment I heard that strange repeated two word call.
The only thing to do was act as dutifully as I could and call out.
"Hello? Can you hear me?"
Again all I heard was the same pained call as before.
"Nya-na! Nya-na!"
After the supposed child or young woman called out a second higher
pitched voice joined in, my perception of its owner being younger or
smaller in stature.
"Nya! Nya!"
"Keep calling out. I'm getting closer."
In spite of the language barrier she must have understood my intent,
because the older of the two called back to me as she had before.
"Nya-na! Nya-na!"
The moment I discovered where the voices were coming from I almost fell
down a steep and narrow hollow between two megaliths, the entrance well
masked by a tuft of tall grass and a large bush. Having no desire to
repeat their blunder I looked around for any other chasms, found none,
and set about to provide some help. The next thing I did was to remove
my pack, set it off to the side in the open, and then made my way
belly-first over the largest rock closest to the gaping hole.
The sun was almost directly overhead and I was able to discern a rather
large burrow or vertical cave whose entrance had been made impassable by
the sheer rockface. Now it was nothing more than an open pit for some
unsuspecting or clumsy passerby to fall into. Rather than take the
chance that I'd lose my grip and slide down face first I placed my
walking stick across the narrow opening and used the sturdy limb as a
support beam so I could look down inside.
When I caught sight of the older of the two people I was again utterly
spellbound. She was probably a young teen, barefoot, naked, with a long
bloodied gash along her right lower leg, and holding an equally nude
little girl. The younger child seemed to be relatively unhurt, about
seven or eight years old, and although she did have a few scrapes and
bruises she didn't appear to be harmed otherwise. The instant they saw
me peering down they both reached out with their hands and began to
plead with me using that same unrecognizable language reference as
before.
"Nya-na! Nya-na!"
"Nya! Nya!"
"Okay, okay! Let me find something to get you out. Just stay there."
I had to pause and reflect on what I'd said and what was going on.
"Good one, Ingram ... like they'd suddenly develop the ability to defeat
gravity and fly through the opening toward you."
When I slithered backward and began to rise both of them started to
scream pitifully, as if they assumed I was going to leave them as their
former friends or family had.
"Nya-AAAAAAAHHH!!!"
"EeeeeeeEEEEEEEE!!!"
Their voices were so pitiful I had to do something to convince them I
wasn't going to leave, so I changed my tactic immediately. As quickly
but as carefully as I dared I returned my face to the opening, pressed
my full weight onto the walking stick using one hand as a single point
of focus, and reached down into the hole as far as I could with my other
hand. My reach wasn't enough to span the short distance between me and
the older child's outstretched hand, but I needed to communicate that I
wasn't going to abandon them.
"Hey, hey, hey! I'm not gonna leave you. I need to go find something
to climb down with, or to have you climb up on, okay? I promise I won't
leave you to die in that hole."
The older girl's voice took on an incredibly pitiful tone, as if she was
doing her best to plead with me for her life.
"Soss nya-na?"
To convey as gentle a demeanor as possible I softened my voice and used
as tender a tone as I could while smiling.
"I'll help you out of there, Sugar. I promise. Just, give me a chance
to go get something to help you up, okay? Will you trust me?"
My keeping my place, reaching down inside, and smiling down at her
seemed to have the right effect, her voice also softening and her plea
less desperate.
"Nya-na."
What the Hell. I didn't understand what she was saying, but parroting
what she uttered might communicate something.
"Neeyoh nah ... or however you said it."
A second or two later the older girl cradled the petite one in her arms,
held the smaller girl's face in both hands, nuzzled her nose into the
smaller girl's, and then hoisted her up into the air toward me. Holding
the petite child by her waist and shifting her higher into the air she
began to direct the younger girl into my reach. By the time I felt the
younger girl's small fingers I changed my position slightly, leaned
across my walking stick dangerously close to tumbling into the narrow
opening, and lunged forward. The instant I grabbed the smaller child's
left hand the older girl pushed up against her companion's bare butt and
shoved. It was just enough for me to reach further down, grip the
smaller girl's forearm, and then pull up. A moment later she was in the
open air and bright sunshine, so I rolled backward and pulled her onto
my belly. She immediately began to sob and clutch me with an intensity
that belied our lack of familiarity.
"You're okay, Angel. Don't cry. You'll be safe now."
<Boom-boom-BOOOM-boom>
"Great! A thunderstorm ... just what I needed to help me. What else
could go right for me on this trip?"
Before I could effect a complete rescue the littlest one attempted to
lunge toward the opening that I'd just helped her out of and practically
screamed toward her slightly older companion.
"Lee-sha! Lee-sha!"
"Hey, hey, hey! You're not going back down there, Little One. I'll get
your friend out, don't worry."
It took me three tries, but I was able to shift the little girl into a
narrow gap that was close to the opening, but still safe enough to keep
her from tumbling back down inside. With her settled into place it was
time for me to get busy, so I left my walking stick in place across the
opening for her to hold onto and looked around for any resources that I
could use to help the older girl escape her underground prison.
A small grove of trees was close enough to the rocky outcrop to be
useful, so I scampered over the rocks to my backpack, retrieved the
hatchet, and scurried off toward the trees. The younger child seemed
more intent on talking with the older girl than pay attention to
anything I did which gave me plenty of freedom to venture off without
any distractions. It took longer than I had hoped, but within about ten
minutes I'd felled two fairly straight trees with lots of branches along
the periphery of both to be used as steps or ladder rungs.
Both were dragged close to the opening of the small pit, but once the
younger girl saw me approach she rose from her place, began to scream,
and then tumbled backward over the rocks until she was about fifteen
feet away from me and my impromptu ladders. That just made it easier
for me to work one of the trees down into the hole after I retrieved my
walking stick. I hadn't gotten three feet of the trunk of the first
tree down into the hole when the older girl began to scream at the top
of her lungs, something about the sharp end of the tree most likely very
frightening to her. It was apparent it was either the trees or my
moving them in such a careless manner that scared both of them.
When the screams within the pit stopped I also quit shoving my natural
stairway down and peered inside. The girl must have imagined I was
going to impale her with the recently cut wood, because she'd fainted
and was lying back on the rocky floor unconscious. At least that would
make it easier for me to finish preparing her escape. The younger girl
was also so traumatized she ducked down face first and hid behind a few
of the rocks along the edge of the outcrop. With neither girl able or
willing to help it was time for me to get busy.
It took me a few minutes to get both trees situated, but once the sharp
ends were nestled into the floor of the cavern about two feet apart and
twisted a few times to bury the cut trunk between some debris I made my
way down inside. It was a risk for me to trust the branches to my
weight, but I needed to get down inside and then the older girl up and
out before she woke up.
My heart was only able to stop pounding once I'd gotten the older girl
along the two central vertical shafts, through the tangle of limbs, and
back into the bright sunshine. The instant the younger girl saw me lift
her friend up out of the hole and then carefully hoist her away from the
opening she screamed and began to dance wildly outside of the rocky
outcrop. She might have wanted to approach, but the trees or the memory
of falling down into the hole must have seemed far too intimidating.
Once the two girls were far enough away from the opening I lay the older
one on her back and returned for my gear. The younger girl seemed very
attached to the older one and I began to suspect they were sisters, the
little girl hugging the larger one with a ferocity that implied kinship.
My pack was reclaimed, the hatchet stowed, my walking stick recovered,
and then my duties as nurse required. Since the older girl was still
unconscious I was able to clean and then dress her leg wound, wrapped it
with a flexible bandage, and then checked her from her wild-hair-head to
her dirty bare feet for any other injuries. She had a few other scrapes
and bruises, but none that seemed life threatening. I also noticed that
her body was developing very nicely and my slightly older rescuee had a
pair of plump apple-sized titties but no pubic hair. If she wasn't so
dirty I'd have thought she'd make a very nice little playmate.
Half the time I was tending to the older girl the younger one kept
trying to climb into my lap and hug me, her need to show what I assumed
was appreciation so strong she made it nearly impossible for me to help
her companion. I checked her over as well and found myself fascinated
by her casual disregard for clothing, her nudity stirring my interest
only after her older friend had been tended to. Since the little one
had some overriding need to show me affection the only thing I could do
was wrap her up in my arms, give her an ardent hug, and then softly
whisper into her left ear while placing little kisses on her cheek.
"You're okay now, Sugar. Your friend is safe and her wounds tended to.
I'm gonna leave the trees in the hole so other people won't stumble into
the same trap that you two did. By the way you both reacted to the
trees I'm gonna figure that will be enough warning to scare even the
most intrepid adventurer out of harm's way."
All she could do was cry and whimper against the side of my face, her
grip so tight I was convinced she might think I'd throw her back down
inside the hole if I found her the least attractive or something.
<Boom-boom-boooom>
The thunderstorm toward the south was far enough away that we weren't
going to get wet for a little while, so I didn't have to worry about
putting something on to stay dry, but my day's travels were no longer of
as much importance as the care and feeding of my two new companions.
I'd spent half a day walking about fifteen or twenty miles by myself,
and now I had to figure out what to do with an injured teen and little
elementary school octopus who seemed much more interested in hugging me
than being close to what I suspected was her sister.
In order to provide some measure of comfort I retrieved my pack, claimed
a water container, popped it open, took a sip, and then tipped the end
toward the little girl's mouth. She was hesitant at first, but once she
tasted the clean water gulped down about four or five large swallows.
Since the little one was anxious to be attached to me like some human
limpet I shifted her to my left hip, held onto her nude body with my
left hand, and then directed the open end of the bottle to the older
girl's mouth.
As carefully as I dared I dribbled a small stream of drops onto her
slightly splayed lips and saw her throat shift in the typical movement
indicating she was swallowing. Since she wasn't able to control how
much water I provided I made sure to add only sparing amounts of water
to her lips so she didn't choke. When I saw and heard her cough once I
knew I'd offered enough. Just before closing the bottle I gave the
little one another few sips and saw the makings of a lovely smile after
she wiped some of the dirt away from her mouth with the back of her left
hand.
"Do you feel better, Sugar?"
"Tun!"
I guess that meant 'yes', but then she didn't appear to know what I was
asking, so it could have meant anything. For her to give me an
incredibly tight hug and bury her face into my neck and whimper
communicated far more than any foreign language I could have attempted.
The next most important task was finding shelter, my desire to sleep in
the rain somewhat lacking, so I tried to peel my preteen-remora off my
left side three different times with no success. It wasn't until I
began to softly whisper to her in a very paternal tone before she
relaxed her grip slightly and let me look right into her eyes.
"You stay here with your friend, Sweetie. I need to figure out where we
need to go to get out of the weather before I end up soaked. You've got
nothing to get wet except your hair since the rest of you is perfectly
drip-dry. Why don't you stay right here with your friend so I can find
us something to keep warm and dry under?"
She looked at me with a puzzled expression, but she seemed intrigued
with my tender and gentle demeanor and let go. I pat the ground next to
her older friend a few times close to the other girl's naked left hip
and smiled, the school-aged girl grinning back at me as brightly as any
child who'd felt completely at ease. Holding her until the last moment
I directed her bare butt to the ground and watched her snuggle close to
her friend, her small right hand shifted across the older girl's body
until the teen's left half-apple-sized breast was being cupped.
The moment I rose to my feet the younger child immediately screamed.
"NYAAAAHHHH!!!"
Moments later she threw herself to the ground near my feet, remained on
her knees and left hand, extended her right arm out with her cupped hand
palm down, lowered her face to the dirt near my temporary work booties,
and then began to cry all over again. I hadn't taken that very many
anthropology courses when I was in college, but I recognized her posture
as one of supplication and submission. She was making it plainly
obvious that she must have considered me her new owner or master, the
last living human male she had any dealings with so unconcerned with her
welfare that he just walked away to let her die in a dark hole in the
ground.
I crouched down in front of her, took her small right hand with my left,
tugged her closer to me, and then instantly became the recipient of yet
another intense hug. She sobbed into my chest for a few minutes while I
held her tight to my body, my right hand cupping her bare and pert
little preteen ass, and my left hand holding her around her back. She
was far more emotional and physical than any child I'd had any previous
dealings with, my duty as child care technician while in high school
leaving me with the impression that I was never fit to be considered a
'daddy'. My newest young and very naked companion was quickly changing
my perception that I could be considered worthwhile by anyone younger
than drinking age.
<BOOM-boom-boooommm>
With the child unlikely to be out of my grasp for very long and the
weather much more likely to get me wet it was time to get us moving.
"Sweetie?"
She actually looked up into my face and tried to smile.
"I need to put my pack on, somehow get your friend up on her feet, and
then get you away from this jumble of rocks. I don't know how I'm going
to do this without being able to communicate with you, so you're just
gonna have to trust me. I only hope you don't end up taking a bite out
of my throat after I fall asleep some time later."
To attempt some kind of pleasurable change in her attitude and with her
small arms locked around my neck I shifted my left hand up under her
right arm and gently tickled her armpit. At first she looked puzzled,
but with my slowly adding pressure and wiggling a little firmer she
instinctively clamped her arm down over my hand and yelped. By giving
her a few more seconds of gentle tickles and smiling at her she seemed
to understand I wasn't trying to hurt her and then giggled at me.
"Tee-hee-hee!"
"Ohhh ... so you like tickles, huh?"
Without giving her any warning I set her butt to the ground, withdrew my
right hand, and then began to tickle her tummy as well. Her joyous
squeals, light-hearted laughter, and animated movements made all the
difference in the world, her attitude far different than the one I'd
seen when she was prostrated on the ground at my feet. I tickled her
for no more than a minute going from her chin, to the two bright pink
and slightly puffy points on her chest, to her tummy, belly-button,
along her thighs, and even one very dirty foot and toes. She seemed
torn between liking the loving abuse and unsure if she was supposed to
feel such unbound joy.
<Boom-BOOOOMMMM-boom-boooommm>
She didn't seem terribly concerned about the thunder, but I had assets I
needed to keep dry and warm, so I discontinued her tickles and just
looked at her naked body while she settled back down. But rather than
let me completely discontinue our game she claimed my right hand, tucked
it between her chubby but strong thighs, clamped her legs tight around
my appendage, and then just lie back with a concerned look on her dirty
but pretty face. It was only then I saw just how intense her gaze could
be.
Her eyes were a kind of light golden brown and seemed to drill right
through my soul. As strange as it seemed after I'd stared into her
piercing gaze for about five seconds I might be the one prostrating
myself at her feet and supplicating to her for mercy fairly soon.
Rather than take on some immoral attitudes with the preteen I gave her
naked vulva a single snug squeeze, smiled at her, got a smile in return,
and then gently pulled my hand away from her tender charms. She looked
uncomfortable with my actions, but didn't grab my hand a second time.
"Come on, Angel. Let's go find some place to stay dry."
Holding her by her waist and picking her up seemed to settle her nerves,
my smile returned with dividends. After a short hug and a soft kiss on
the lips I set her dirty feet to the ground and held her tight to my
left thigh for a moment, hoping she'd recognize that I wasn't about to
leave her alone. Her strong stare into my face conveyed an awareness
that she might have finally understood my intentions.
The moment I turned to claim my pack she whimpered, so I stopped, smiled
at her, nodded, caressed her fanny, and then turned again. She might
have wanted to restrict my movements, but she let me close up my pack
and then watched as I slipped the straps over my arms and hefted it onto
my back. The harness around my waist appeared to scare her, but the
sound of the plastic clip when I secured it around my belly was like an
exciting experience for her. I wasn't sure if she thought the black
plastic was strange or if the sound it made was more intriguing.
I'd never carried more than one person in my arms before, and that girl
was about half my age at the time in high school, so my trying to carry
the older teen girl and the preteen child was going to be a feat unto
itself. My only recourse was to give it a good old fashioned college
try, so I moved the younger child up onto a rock that was about
hip-high, motioned for her to stand still, and then shifted over to the
older girl's body. The younger girl immediately began to moan her
disapproval, so I turned around, leaned as far forward as I could, gave
her a tight hug, a kiss on the lips, patted her on her bare bum, held
her body with a grip that might have been a bit more snug than it should
have been, stood back with a smile on my face, and looked right into her
incredibly beautiful eyes.
"I'm *not* gonna leave you, Angel! Just stand there and I'll show you
what I'm gonna do next."
She appeared to accept my suggestion and only pouted as I turned around.
I bent down slightly, took the older girl's right hand in mine, gently
hoisted her up into a modified standing posture against me, shifted my
left hand around her back, reached under her naked body with my right,
and then did my best to lift her into a 'bridal' posture. I was able to
get her nestled against my body without any major problems and then
shifted her up onto my left shoulder so her small breasts were pressed
to the top edge of my pack behind me. That left her arms and head
dangling down along my pack, but there was no way she was going to be
helping me in her unconscious condition.
She might have weighed about eighty or at most a hundred pounds, but
wasn't more than I could handle, so I jumped up and down a couple of
times to settle her into place with my left hand over her naked butt and
then turned to my left so I could attempt something similar with my
smaller frightened human octopus.
By the time I'd gotten turned toward the younger one already had her
arms out in my direction and was anxious to get a ride too. My body was
turned a bit more so she had complete access to my right hip, her small
arms went around my neck, my right hand cupped her soft round bum, and I
nestled her to my body as if I needed another hip ornament. The weight
was more than I might normally heft around on a daily basis back on the
K/C station, but my duties as maintenance and technology technician
required me to lift lots of stuff, even if that stuff weighed only 80%
of what it did on Earth while in orbit.
My mind was immediately brought back to what I'd intended on doing
earlier in the day, locating the city no longer on my list of activities
for the immediate future. My walking stick was retrieved, handed to the
younger girl to hold, and then I began to make my way to the spot
further up on the hill where I'd started when I heard the woman
screaming.
It took a few minutes, but I was able to make my way toward the same
collection of trees where I'd felled my make-shift ladders. From there
I saw the spot through the trees where I'd first noticed the screaming
woman about two hours before and began to head in that direction. Her
vocalizations had dropped off completely some time after I'd found my
two new friends, so I wasn't sure if she might have also abandoned her
younger companions like the man and other two women had, or might be
making her way back toward them ... and me. The right thing to do
would be for me to walk slowly enough so she could catch up if she was
going to attempt some sort of rescue, but quickly enough so I could make
the taller tree line before dark and the impending rain storm.
I'm not sure when I noticed it but while I was slowly hiking away from
the rocky outcrop I sensed the older girl was awake again. Maybe it was
the way she reacted to a few steps I'd taken, or her fear of being in my
possession, but about halfway beyond the first wall of trees I decided
to see how she'd react to me. I turned to my smaller companion, kissed
her on the lips a couple of times in a playful manner, smiled, and then
softly spoke as I neared another small group of flat stones with no
grass or bushes around them.
"Would you like to take a rest, Angel? I'd kinda like a drink of water,
and I'll bet you and your friend would like one too, huh?"
She grinned at me, pressed her mouth onto mine a bit more firmly than I
had with her, tried to kiss me somewhat ardently by emulating what I'd
done with her, and then leaned back with a broad smile on her face. She
didn't say anything, but I could tell she liked the idea of me teaching
her how to kiss. To keep things friendly I spoke to her as if we both
understood each other clearly.
"Yeah ... you'd like to take a break and drink something."
The moment I stopped and twisted my body so her feet were close to the
bare surface of the polished rock she looked down behind her and kicked
her feet out. All it took was a slight lean to my right and her small,
bare, and dirty lower appendages were safely back on Terra Firma.
Before she let me go she again planted a nice kiss on my mouth and then
pulled back with a broad smile, an immediate return gesture from me in
keeping with polite interpersonal relations, of course.
To make her older friend more comfortable I removed my hand from my
quiet shoulder ornament's plump fanny, held her around her upper thighs,
and then reached as high as I could around her back to support her. I
then turned around and slowly lowered my body into a kneeling posture so
I could direct her bare feet to the same slightly elevated natural
platform as her younger companion. Once it seemed her body was close
enough and without any ability to discern where she really was because
of my reduced vision I then used both hands to lower her until her feet
touched down.
The moment her weight was borne by her injured right leg she yelped and
clung to me much harder than her younger friend had before. Her grip
around me was a comforting sensation, but her injury must have been more
troubling than being in a stranger's grasp. The appropriate thing for
me to do was provide some comforting words and lightly caress along her
smooth bare back.
"It's okay, Baby. I'm not gonna drop you, but you've got to get down
for just a minute so I can get us something to drink."
"Soss nya-na?"
"Neeyoh nah, Angel. I guess you're asking if I'm gonna help you or
something, so ... neeyoh nah."
She took her weight onto her left foot and her younger friend quickly
shifted to her right side to act as additional support. Even though the
older girl might have been unsure if I was to be fully trusted she still
kept at least one of her hands on my shoulder and gripped my flight suit
somewhat anxiously. Moments later the older girl was doing her best to
smile while holding onto me with her left hand and her small companion
with her right.
Before I could have the slightly older girl sit and in my reduced height
position in front of my new companions the younger girl dropped my
walking stick to the ground, reached out with her right hand, pressed
her cupped appendage against the left side of my neck, and shifted
toward me half a foot, uttering a single word to her older friend while
smiling.
"Tun!"
The older girl looked horrified.
"Ni, tun! Vost!"
Just as quickly the younger girl repeated her earlier claim, with a bit
more energy, and a more stern expression on her face.
"Ni vost, Lee-sha. Tun!"
For the younger girl to lunge forward, give me another tight hug, tilt
her head down toward mine, and pucker her lips took me off guard, but I
knew of only one way to respond without stirring her into yet more
crying. As if we'd been long-time buddies and playmates I leaned
forward slightly and gave her another fairly chaste kiss. I wasn't
about to teach the preteen what I knew about making out, since we'd only
just met, and I had to worry about the Space Agency folks finding out I
liked to kiss little girls.
Maybe I was expecting it, or maybe I needed to just accept the fact that
the little girl had an extreme need to prove something, but I let her
wrap her small arms around my neck and then lay a very impressive kiss
onto my lips. It lasted two or three times longer than any innocent
kiss I'd given her before, so I was more than a little nervous until our
lips separated. When she pulled back with a broad smile on her face I
knew I'd already polluted her young mind. She then turned to her older
friend and repeated her one-word claim.
"Tun!"
The older girl looked at me, then the younger girl, then back at me.
The language barrier was going to make it difficult to understand more
than a few simple concepts, but we'd have to just accept a certain
amount of trust and assume some basic fundamentals of survival if we
were going to live together for more than a day or two.
In order to move the process along I gently shifted the younger one away
from me and looked into the older girl's eyes. They were a combination
of slight brown tinged with flecks of sky blue, and her stare was even
more intense and intimidating than her younger companion. Rather than
get lost in her gaze I gathered my thoughts and softly spoke to her.
"Have a seat on the rock, Angel, so I can get some water out."
Gesturing with my left hand flattened and shifting up and down toward
what she was standing on seemed to convey enough information, because
both girls then looked at each other and wordlessly agreed to obey me,
their bare butts nestled onto the smooth surface. That's when my first
full view of their vulvas was permitted as they sat with their knees
cocked all the way out. It felt incredibly strange for me to be granted
that sort of freedom, but neither of them seemed the least troubled
about showing off their bald and baby-smooth if not dirty little puds,
or any portion of their naked bodies for that matter.
My pack was removed, opened so I could extract the water bottle, and I
saw the younger girl immediately brighten up. She'd already associated
my retrieving something refreshing from my mysterious, bulky, and
overstuffed possession, even if the older girl was frightened enough to
pull back slightly and try to crawl away to safety. That's when the
younger girl held onto the older girl's right hand and tried to comfort
her.
"Ni, Lee-sha! Ta!"
My first clear concept broke through like the sun from behind storm
clouds. 'Ta' must have meant water. That's when I recognized three
more that I'd inadvertently and only temporarily let slide by. 'Ni'
must mean 'no', 'Lee-sha' must have been the older girl's name, and
'tun' most likely meant friend or some similar concept. I'd have to
surmise that 'vost' meant something other than friend and just
associated it with 'not friend'.
I had to test my theories immediately. Looking right at the younger
girl's face I slowly lifted the water bottle into view and said what I
suspected was the right word.
"Ta?"
Moving it back into the pack and out of sight I then spoke again.
"Ni ta."
The preteen immediately piped up and confirmed one concept.
"TA!"
Okay ... so I knew what water was to my new young friends and directed
it toward the older girl asking for confirmation on two subjects.
"Ta, Lee-sha?"
She smiled brilliantly back at me and looked quite a bit happier, only
one word echoed back.
"TA!"
The top was unscrewed and then very slowly directed toward her mouth.
She wanted to claim it as she might the last crust of bread or tidbit of
meat, but until we made it back to the creek I'd crossed earlier in the
day I'd have to ration our water supplies. When she attempted to grab
it greedily I used my newfound knowledge to my advantage and barked out
a single brutish claim and withdrew the bottle.
"Ni, Lee-sha!"
The older girl immediately withdrew her hands, dropped her head in a
submissive posture, extended her right arm out toward me with her right
hand cupped and palm down, and then softly whimpered.
"Ni, tun! Ni, tun! Ta!"
"Look at me, Lee-sha."
She must have recognized her name rather than my English, because she
slowly tilted her head up and looked at me sheepishly.
"Ta, Lee-sha?"
In a very subdued and much less commanding tone she softly responded.
" ta "
The pack was leaned against the rock beneath her feet using my left hand
and while holding the water bottle with my right I lowered my height
until I was slightly below her eye level. With my knees pressed into
the soft material of the pack I leaned slightly forward, took her right
hand with my left, and drew it to my face. Both girls watched as I
carefully tugged Lee-sha's small and dirty appendage toward my mouth,
Lee-sha much more intimidated than the still unnamed younger girl. When
she saw and felt me kiss the back of her hand her eyes grew wide and she
ducked her head down again, as if I'd frightened her.
The younger girl had no such fears, got up onto her knees, and then
shifted her body a little closer to mine with a broad smile on her
lovely young face. While looking right into the younger girl's eyes and
with a little smile on my lips I pulled Lee-sha's hand a bit further
forward and kissed her knuckles, then directly over her dirty fingertips
and fingernails. No master's or doctorate degree in socio-anthropology
was needed for me to discern the blush on Lee-sha's face as anything but
intense embarrassment. Her right hand was placed onto my left shoulder,
my left hand shifted to her chin, and I gently urged her to lift her
gaze more fully into mine as I very softly called her name and smiled.
"Lee-sha ... ta?"
She kept watching the bottle as I drew it closer to her mouth but didn't
move a muscle, as if in doing so I might strike her down or toss her
back into the darkened pit. Tilting her head back slightly as I rose to
my feet I leaned closer to her face and teased her lips apart with my
left index finger and thumb. She seemed to react instinctively, closed
her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and appeared to grant me her
permission to do as I wished. The bottom edge of the plastic water
bottle was tenderly placed upon her lower lip and the bottle tipped up
just enough to dole out a slow but fair portion of water.
As if I'd been responsible for her welfare for years she accepted the
gesture and silently drank down as much as I offered. The younger girl
was looking on hungrily as I silently shared the meager ration of liquid
refreshment with Lee-sha, the little girl's tongue frequently darting
out and taking wide swipes at her crimson lips in anticipation of
getting just as much. Since Lee-sha had been injured and might soon
need more intense medical care I decided to let her have as much water
as she wanted.
Lee-sha's needs were met after only a quarter of the container was
emptied, her right hand pushing against my left shoulder ample
indication that I needed to tilt the water bottle backward and then
withdraw it completely. Once I righted the bottle and leaned back
slightly she gripped the cloth of my jumpsuit and tried to keep me in
place, as if to tell me that I wasn't supposed to go far. In a show of
utter civility and tenderness I cupped her chin with my left hand and
used my thumb to wipe across her lips to dab any wetness away.
Her intense stare into my eyes and a single tear in hers told me far
more than any language course I could have taken. But it's what she did
immediately after that confirmed our roles, because she leaned her head
hard into her right shoulder, tilted it down, released her grip of my
outfit, gently pressed her hand against the left side of my neck with
her digits cupped and palm down as before.
That was my cue to confirm some basic social rules about our new
relationship in as clumsy a manner as I could by tenderly caressing her
face near her mouth. Her response wasn't shocking, but it confirmed my
position in her mind, the single word uttered from her pretty lips
something that was to change my life in ways I'd never imagined.
"Tun."
To seal the deal I lightly tugged on her face and drew us together, her
eyes clamping shut as soon as she realized what I was up to. As gently
as I dared I lightly caressed her lips with mine, slowly growing anxious
to munch on her mouth and then kiss her like I'd kissed my last real
girlfriend a year before. Lee-sha didn't fight me, but she must have
been too frightened to respond in kind, because she remained motionless
until I broke our kiss. Her eyes then came open, I smiled at her,
caressed her face again, and then leaned back. All she could do was
watch me intently and stare deeply into my eyes when I shifted to my
left and assumed a position in front of the younger girl.
The preteen was just as anxious for some water as Lee-sha was, but she
seemed to immediately understand to keep her hands away from the bottle
and waited with her head tilted back and mouth open. I felt a mixture
of erotic lust and parental obligation as I held her face with my left
hand and then carefully poured a sliver of purified water between her
lips, her level of acceptance far more than any woman or little girl I'd
ever known. The moment I saw her open her eyes a little bit I knew
she'd had enough, so I righted the bottle, withdrew it, and then wiped
her mouth just as I'd done with Lee-sha's.
For the younger girl to pucker her lips after she'd swallowed, licked
them, and then lean forward embarrassed me, but I accepted that I'd
taught her a gentle kiss was nothing more than a pleasant gesture of
thanks. For her to press firmly against my mouth conveyed something
more than just her appreciation, though, and I couldn't help but softly
nibble on her lips. For the first time in my life I was openly kissing
a very young girl, my passion growing much more quickly than at any time
in my life. Thankfully my awareness of what I was doing and who I was
doing it with stopped me from stuffing my tongue into her mouth and
teaching her the finer points of making out.
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The remaining quarter bottle of water was then directed to my mouth, the
contents emptied, the bottle sealed, and then returned to the inside of
my pack. As much as I wanted to sit and rest for another hour or five
it was necessary for us to get moving, but I needed to know the younger
girl's name so I didn't have to refer to her as 'Little One' or 'Angel'
any longer than necessary. I centered myself between the two girls
and gently tapped on Lee-sha's bare chest above her breasts and called
her name as if my voice wasn't supposed to carry more than my two naked
visitors' ears.
"Lee-sha!"
My index finger was then directed to my own chest and I shared my name
with them for the first time.
"Ingram."
I then tapped on the younger girl's naked chest, shrugged, and said what
I understood as 'no'.
"Ni?"
In order to confirm what I was trying to convey I repeated the procedure
a second time, smiling.
"Lee-sha ... Ingram ... (shrug)."
The younger girl immediately beamed, drew closer to me, and then hugged
me for a second while hopping up and down before she said what I
understood as her name.
"Tee-la!"
Absolute verification was then attempted, both verbally and with my
touch. Lightly stealing a fondle of Lee-sha's and then Tee-la's erect
nipples wasn't noticed, or at least I thought it wasn't.
"Lee-sha ... Tee-la ... Ingram."
Both of them began to smile, Tee-la giggled, and then mimicked me by
touching her own left nipple, the older girl's, and then the center of
my chest.
"Tee-hee! Tee-la ... Lee-sha ... Ung-rum!"
It was good enough for the moment, so I turned to Lee-sha. She did just
as Tee-la had done with just as excited an expression on her face, only
without the giggle.
"Lee-sha ... Tee-la ... Ing-rum!"
I immediately smiled back and offered my congratulations.
"Very good, Lee-sha ... Tee-la! Both of you did very good."
To top off my thanks and appreciation I gently tugged Lee-sha's face
closer, she closed her eyes, and I kissed her again. This time I felt
her press into my face a little bit harder, so I softly nibbled on her
plump and slightly dirty crimson lips. Fractions of a second after we
separated Tee-la made herself welcome to my mouth and kissed me much
more enthusiastically. While kissing her my left hand brainlessly
reached around her body, cupped her naked butt, and my fingers softly
mushed her supple ass. If I wasn't careful Tee-la was going to get my
fire started before Lee-sha did, and I'd most likely find out just how
dangerous the girls' real owner and master could be. I hadn't even
considered what her parents or the cops might do. In spite of them
being so young I also didn't think about what either of them might do if
they perceived my preference of one over the other. So much was going
on and yet I was still overwhelmed by the newness of my experiences.
After the impromptu kissing lessons were complete I withdrew slightly,
but Lee-sha seemed to want to share something more. She lowered her
head, bent her body at the waist, and displayed the same submissive
posture that Tee-la had before. Tee-la followed suit, both of their
right arms extended toward me and their hands cupped palm-side down.
But that wasn't the most humbling of their deed, Lee-sha uttering both
my name and the word I associated as 'friend'.
"Ing-rum ... tun!"
Tee-la followed suit, the little girl actually shifting much closer to
me than Lee-sha had, with a lot more emphasis on my new title.
"Ung-rum ... TUN!"
That was my cue to tug them back into a kneeling posture and then tight
to my body for a shared hug. Tee-la had already been in my arms a few
times before, but Lee-sha was still a little intimidated by the intense
and very personal contact. Their culture might have very strict rules
about intruding into one another's personal space, but both of my young
companions were quickly learning that I had no such hang ups, especially
with two lovely and very naked young girls. Lee-sha didn't remain away
from me for very long, though, her arms finding as much of my body as
was available once she realized I had more than one way to show them
affection.
<Boom-boom-boooooommm>
I could have forgotten all about making our way up the valley and kept
hugging or kissing my new young female companions, but the rain was
going to arrive whether I was ready for it or not. I broke our hug, the
pack was hefted over my shoulders, the straps slipped over my arms, the
waist harness clipped into place, and then a smile offered to both of my
young charges. With my left arm extended away from my body to the left
and index finger pointed toward the forest up the valley I queried my
two companions for their acceptance.
"Lee-sha? Tee-la?"
They immediately assumed the same submissive posture as before, their
heads down, bodies bent at the waist, arms extended, and cupped hands
offered in absolute resignation. Without realizing it I'd completely
assumed ownership of the two girls, their lives forfeit by their last
'master' because he left them to die and rot in a hole in the ground.
It was their timid verbalization that confirmed my assumptions.
"Ing-rum, tun."
"Ung-rum, tun."
"Okay, girls. Let's go up the valley so I can put together a shelter
for the night."
Tee-la was the first to right herself and then smile at me, a little
kiss offered to her as a playful gesture. To make sure each of my
actions was equal among them I also kissed Lee-sha just as playfully.
She wasn't nearly as offended or embarrassed as the first time and
grinned back at me once I was standing back slightly.
Since I had a lot of ground to cover and Lee-sha's leg was going to slow
us down considerably the only thing to do was carry her as I had before.
To offer her an opportunity to challenge my authority I stood in front
of her, squat down near her naked toes, patted my left shoulder with my
right hand, and lightly tugged on her waist with my left. She never
uttered a word of complaint nor attempted to object at being hoisted
into the air over my body, her arms holding onto my shoulders as she
leaned forward. That time it was much easier to get her settled,
because she was able to hold herself up a little bit and then wiggle
back and forth so her tummy and hips were in the right spot.
Holding onto her bare butt with my left hand and lightly wiggling my
fingertips between her cheeks I assumed dominance over her position.
The only thing she did to challenge what I was doing was to clench her
butt muscles slightly at first and then relax. It was obvious she may
have considered my fingers' location crude, since we really didn't know
each other, but she appeared to accept her fate and actually splay her
thighs a little bit once she accepted who was going to be taking care of
her from that moment on.
Once I got Lee-sha settled onto my shoulder and had a firm grip of her
lovely round butt I got to my feet, made sure Lee-sha seemed to be
comfortable, and shifted in front of Tee-la. All it took was for me to
reach out with my right hand and pat against her left hip for Tee-la to
smile and then practically jump up into my body. With her legs splayed
around my middle, her plump naked cunny nestled onto my right hip, her
left arm around my neck, her right hand again in possession of my
walking stick, and my right hand cupping her nude fanny, I turned around
and began to make my way toward the tree line.
It took me a lot longer to go up the slope than it did for me to come
down it, primarily because of the added weight I was carrying, but also
because my mind was split between keeping my balance while hiking, and
trying to cop a feel of both girls' naked backsides at the same time.
Neither of them seemed the least intimidated or offended by my antics,
and Tee-la frequently stole lots of little kisses if I turned my head in
her direction. Any perception that she was an innocent preteen was
quickly being disregarded in favor of her taking on a much more playful
and provocative role in our new relationship. She might have been young
and small, but her demeanor and attitude was that of a much older little
girl or teen.
By the time I was able to reach the tree line I was getting tired, so I
set Tee-la's feet down and then very carefully helped Lee-sha onto the
ground. The clouds from the thunderstorm were beginning to darken and
thicken, so the most important task at hand was to create a shelter.
My pack was removed, leaned against a tree, and then both Lee-sha and
Tee-la coaxed to stay with my personal property.
"Lee-sha? Tee-la?"
My right and left hands were flattened and then directed into a downward
settling movement three times over my pack, as if I was pressing against
the ground but in midair. They seemed to understand immediately and
hugged my pack and walking stick as if they were the manifestation of my
very existence. As their reward I again kissed them chastely using a
free hand to lightly caress their naked bodies around their hips while
my lips softly stole a little more public intimacy. Moments later I
extracted my hatchet and took advantage of my freedom.
Luck was on my side yet again, because I was able to locate a hollow
along the slope somewhere between twenty or thirty yards away and
further up the tree line. It had an outcrop of rocks directly in front
of it, three large and very tall trees behind, a spot that I could
easily dig out a little after I got our cover up, and a low spot near
the front for a fire.
After I returned to where they were huddled around my things my girls
were gathered up first, Lee-sha over my shoulder again, and this time
Tee-la close to my right hip on her two dirty bare feet so she could
make her way on her own. With Tee-la holding onto my right arm and
Lee-sha upside-down over my left shoulder and anxious to look around
both of them were directed to our temporary refuge against what might be
some nasty weather. Once they were sitting in the deepest part of the
hollow they both seemed to relax a lot more and smiled more easily. My
pack and walking stick were retrieved, moved, and then I decided to
enlist the assistance of my youngest companion.
"Tee-la?"
I lifted two small rocks from the low spot, handed one to her, put mine
down onto the loose gathering, and then motioned for her to do the same.
As soon as she realized what I was asking of her she smiled, nodded, and
took off looking for some more.
"Lee-sha?"
The digging tool was extracted from the pack, unfolded halfway, shown to
the naked young teen, and then I used it to work some of the soil away
along the back wall of the hollow to make it deeper. She watched me for
a while and once I thought she might have gotten the idea I handed the
digging implement to her. She seemed utterly mystified by the tool for
a moment, so I took it back, repeated my demonstration, and then handed
it back to her. She claimed it, positioned the pointed end into the
soil, and began to make pitiful attempts at repeating what I'd done.
All it took were a few smiles, one or two gentle caresses on one of her
bare shoulders to prove I was proud of her accomplishment, and then the
protected area made a little larger by a pleased and seemingly anxious
young student. By the time Lee-sha was fully focused on doing her job
Tee-la had returned with a handful of rocks and softly queried for
confirmation.
"Ung-rum?"
"Very good, Baby! Those are perfect."
My smile, a light fondle of her bare bum, and a little kiss were the
perfect means for her to drop what she had found and then dash off to go
get some more.
That's when I needed to find some long straight limbs to erect a frame
so I could use some of the local materials as cover. The first place I
began to look was near a grove of trees that seemed to harbor enough
wood material to serve my purposes perfectly. I hadn't been gone for
more than five minutes when I heard a pitiful voice calling from about
fifty feet away.
"Ung-rum ... tun?"
Tee-la must have lost sight of me, so I gathered the limbs I'd seen up
to that point and returned. The moment she saw me I discerned a look of
slight panic on her face for a moment, but as soon as she saw my smile
she seemed to feel better. The collection of rocks was a bit more than
actually required to form a backdrop and base for the fire, but I wasn't
about to chastise my Little One for being that diligent. After she got
a little kiss I gave one to Lee-sha and had her discontinue her digging
activities. The soil she'd loosened was shifted around on the uneven
surface until she appeared to understand I wanted to have a level floor
to sit and walk on, and then I tugged on Tee-la's left hand so she'd
come help me.
We hadn't gone more than five feet out of Lee-sha's view before Tee-la
tugged on my right hand and looked up into my eyes with a wicked and
perfectly sexy little expression on her face. The little minx wanted to
play, but we had work to do. I gave her one more kiss, a hug, and then
rose to my feet.
"Come on, Baby. Help me find some wood for the fire."
A stick was found, and then another, and then another. They were handed
to my young companion and then I smiled at her again.
"Tee-la?"
Holding one more stick in my hand and then pointing toward the hollow
must have seemed familiar, because she nodded and then took off. That
was my cue to get yet more long straight limbs for our lean-to.
Within an hour I'd found enough material to construct a very impressive
frame over which I had Tee-la pack soil and grass and very tightly affix
an earthen mortar along the narrow gap between the limbs. Using lots of
smaller straight limbs I had Lee-sha line the inside of the hollow and
constructed yet another vertical frame against the earthen embankment so
we wouldn't have dirt falling on us. While Lee-sha and I were working
on the inside of our retreat Tee-la disappeared. I didn't become aware
of her absence until I heard another round of thunder and looked around
for where she might have gone.
<Boom-boom-BOOOMMM-boom>
They hadn't been part of my life for more than four hours and I was
already acting like a greedy and protective boyfriend or father.
"Tee-la? Tee-laaaaahhhh!!!"
Off in the distance I heard her giggling.
"Tee-hee! Ung-rum, tun."
She was okay, but where had she gone? When I stepped out of the hollow
and caught sight of her she had two arms full of huge flat green leaves
and was running like mad back toward our hideout-in-the-making. The
little happy homemaker had decided for herself to collect some more
cover for the earthen embankment over the frame to help shed yet more
water. Creative little minx.
"Where did you get that stuff, Tee-la?"
She looked at me with a disappointed and confused expression, my brain
still unable to come to terms with them not comprehending everything
that I said or asked of them.
"Oh, sorry, Kitten."
I tugged on one leaf, shrugged, and then pointed in multiple directions.
She grinned and dropped half her load as she pointed down the slope a
little bit. They seemed perfect for roof shingles, so I wanted to go
get a bunch more before it got any darker or started to get wet. Rather
than dash off and scare Lee-sha I had Tee-la set the greenery onto the
upper frame and lightly tugged on the older girl's hands for a moment.
"Lee-sha, I'm gonna go with Tee-la to get more of the leaves for the
roof. You ... stay ... here!"
As I spoke the last three words I patted the ground next to her and then
smiled. When I put the digging tool in her hands and gripped her
fingers around the shaft she must have understood to use it for her
protection, although against what I had no idea. I don't know how long
we'd be gone, but I didn't want her to be completely defenseless. I
also left my walking stick next to her bare knees, just in case she
might think that more useful than the sharpened end of the metal shovel.
I needn't have worried, because Tee-la and I were back much quicker than
she'd disappeared the last time. All it took was my ability to reach
higher and extend my hands further into a dense tangle of thick greenery
to collect more leaves a little bit faster.
The wide foliage was applied in a series of rows starting at the bottom
of the soil-filled frame, both of my girls helping. By the time we got
to the top edge only Tee-la was light enough not to risk collapsing the
whole thing down onto the hollow immediately below. The last thing I
needed to do was carry Lee-sha back around the trees, nestle her into
the deepest part of the hollow near the wooden inner frame, and then
have Tee-la keep her company while I started the fire.
They must have thought I was a living god, because after I was able to
coax some smoke from the smallest kindling they couldn't sit still. It
seemed comical for them to stare in awe and shift back and forth in
complete amazement as I created a slow building fire using all of the
ample wood Tee-la had collected and any of the larger limbs that were
left over from the frames. With the rain about to approach the lower
part of the valley the fire was well developed and protected by the
upper edge of the outer frame and earthen cover. The heat felt really
comforting, more for the girls than me, since they were still naked. I
might need to craft some clothes for them, but not unless it was truly
necessary. I just loved to see a woman without any clothes on.
Just as I was about to settle back into place against my two naked
companions I heard my stomach grumble. The rations inside my pack might
be okay, but the girls' tummies looked as if they could be filled with
something a bit more substantial, so a hunting I would go.
"Lee-sha ... Tee-la ... stay here, girls. I'm gonna go get us some
food, I hope. Play with the fire, but don't let it get too high, or
you'll cook yourselves in our makeshift oven."
None of it made any sense to either of them, so I gesticulated with my
hands against the dirt floor while looking into their eyes. Tee-la was
the first one to lunge into my body and hug me and Lee-sha looked just
as nervous about me leaving. I gave them both a few nice hugs, some
kisses to boot, and then I rose to my full height over them in the small
hollow we'd call home overnight. I hated to treat them like pets, but
there was only one way I could communicate with them without language.
"Lee-sha ... Tee-la ... STAY!"
My voice was firm and hand movements clear enough that both girls
immediately assumed their submissive postures at my feet, their heads
down, bodies bent at the waist, and right hands extended. I knelt back
down, tugged them both into a shared hug, gave them one more kiss, and
then took off before they could complain.
One of my favorite uncles had some range land in the Midwest of the USA
and we'd spent plenty of weeks and weekends hunting, trapping, fishing,
and just plain old having fun being mountain men. I'd picked up enough
of his skills to quickly track, dispatch, and then field dress a small
deer about thirty minutes into my hunt and knew he'd be proud of me for
my efforts. Having downed the small animal with a pistol instead of a
rifle would have started an argument or a contest to see who could be
the better provider, so all I could do was grin while tending to my
quarry. Carrying the carcass back to our camp site so I could cook our
evening and most likely morning meals gave me a sense of accomplishment
like none I'd ever felt before. Maybe it was who I was going to feed
with my prize or the fact that I'd become an unexpected 'provider', but
no matter the size of the meal there were going to be three very
satisfied tummies in about two hours time.
The fire had gone down a little bit by the time I returned to the area
of the hillside close to the hideout, but it was the sound of my girls
crying inside that really bothered me. They might have guessed I'd
fallen into some dark pit similar to the one they'd succumbed to, or
maybe it was something more that I couldn't understand, but the sound of
my voice when I called out to them during my approach seemed to allay
their fears.
"Lee-sha? Tee-la? It's Ingram."
Their cries immediately stopped and I saw Tee-la peek around the corner,
her dirty cheeks streaked with tears, and a look of utter desperation on
her face. Her small mouth then let out an impassioned shriek the likes
of which I'd never heard before.
"UNG-RUM, TUN!"
She literally tried to bowl me over before I stepped down into our
hideout, her size no match for her strength. What really astonished me
was Lee-sha's outstretched arms and pitiful wails, her face also showing
evidence of having been crying. Rather than delay their first hug I set
our meal down onto the floor near the fire and dropped to my knees
directly in front of my oldest companion. I was literally engulfed in
four very strong arms and hugged tightly to two lovely bare bodies. It
actually felt as if I'd come home.
Lots of hugs were shared, a number of long kisses exchanged, and a few
gentle caresses worked along their bare bodies. Neither of them seemed
the least concerned about my lightly tweaking their nipples, cupping
Lee-sha's breasts while I gently massaged Tee-la's developing mounds, or
slowly running a digit or two between their full and strong thighs while
they attempted to illustrate a growing need to hug me. It was Lee-sha's
tummy grumbling that forced me to reconsider some sexual adventures of
the most wicked and illegal kind.
Just as the rain began to pelt the area around us with a fairly
impressive downpour I was cutting one of the sections of meat away from
the larger carcass as it hung over the fire. I checked for color,
blood, parasites, and after everything seemed adequate and our meal safe
I began to carve some cooked venison for us to munch on. While facing
the fire I held two nice hunks of meat in my left hand, trimmed away any
gristle or any ligaments, and made sure they looked equal in overall
size, my desire to show favoritism so early in our recently developed
relationship lacking.
The moment I turned around I was yet again shocked by the girls' strange
demeanor toward me. Rather than immediately take the proffered food
both of them lowered themselves to the floor in their increasingly
familiar submissive posture. It appeared they were trying to give
homage to their new provider, and I felt both humbled and incredibly
proud. Resting the cooked food onto a series of cleaned and sharpened
skewers near the fire so the meat would stay warm I wiped my hands
clean, turned around, and faced both girls.
"Lee-sha ... Tee-la?"
They shifted further forward against the ground, their noses literally
rubbing the dirt in front of my knees, and their right hands lightly
pressed into my thighs just above. That was all I could take, so I
pulled against their outstretched arms and tried to coax them vertical.
It might not be according to their culture or manners, but I didn't like
to see my girls acting as if they weren't worthy of my deeds and food.
"Come on, girls ... get up!"
"Ing-rum, tun!"
"Ung-rum, tun!"
"Lee-sha, Tee-la ... come on, Babies, please get up."
My softer tone must have been enough, because they tilted their heads
up, looked into my eyes, and saw me smiling down at them.
"Come on, Angels. You don't need to do that all the time. A little
adulation and worship is fine, but you two really must have been
brutalized into thinking a man needs to be treated like a god just for
saving your life and feeding you."
In spite of what I'd learned in my fairly lonely and empty life it was
as if I didn't feel worthy of so much adoration, but to them I must have
ruled the world, or at least their small part of it.
"Come here, girls. Come give me a hug, a kiss, and then let's eat."
Without understanding what I was saying they followed my lead. Their
arms held me tight, their tender lips caressed mine briefly, and then
their hands were filled with two nicely cooked samples of my skills as
a hunter and provider.
I could tell they wanted to gobble their small handfuls of meat the
moment I handed it to them, but they maintained a slow and careful
demeanor while munching. It might have seemed strange for me to sit
quietly while eating, because I was usually trying to get people to
share funny stories or jokes while at one of the K/C Station cafeterias
while we shared a meal.
The girls watched me the entire time they ate, apparently fearful that I
might take their food away from them at any minute. Since I had the
whole deer slowly cooking on a spit over the fire they need not worry
about having empty tummies for a few days, or maybe even longer. My
serving them two more times must have seemed like a bounty to both of
them, their eyes wide with shock and their mouths slightly open in
amazement until I lovingly placed a morsel of meat between their lips.
It was only the sensation of my bowels in turmoil that forced me to
think along biological lines, but with the rain coming down in torrents
and my clothes far too precious to get soaked there was only one way to
take care of my needs. It was time for me to strip down to my shorts or
less and venture out into the early night so I could relieve myself.
Asking the girls if they needed to do something similar was going to be
an exercise in futility, but I had to try, just to keep them happy and
healthy and our place clean and dry. The meal was more important at the
moment, so while they kept busy with a fourth small serving I was
putting the finishing touches on my third.
Both of them watched me studiously while we ate, their movements slow
and careful, their vocalizations curtailed, their antics similar to a
pair of wild children living on the plains of Africa, and a growing
sense within me that they'd never enjoyed so much food at one time. I
tried not to focus my attention on them as much as how utterly bizarre
it seemed for me to be eating with two naked girls a few weeks after
having been 275 miles in orbit around the Earth. The disparity of my
surroundings was more than my mind could comprehend at the time, and I
was lost to the mental image of sitting in front of a billion dollar
console no more than a few hours before and then nestled in a dirt hovel
later that same day.
One of the forelimbs was removed from the carcass in order for me to get
at some rib meat more easily, and before I could set the nearly bare bone
down Lee-sha grunted at me.
"Nuh ... Ing-rum, tun."
Her expression seemed peculiar, as if she was trying not to indicate a
sense of need while anxious to ask for more.
"What, Lee-sha? You want more meat?"
Holding a cooked area of rib meat in my left hand and wielding my knife
in my right I was about to carve yet another sample of dinner for her
when she looked down at the fire. The moment she looked back into my
eyes with a pitiful expression I noticed Tee-la watching her companion
intently as if something important were about to happen. That's when
Lee-sha leaned her head to the right, extended her right arm toward me,
presented her down-turned right hand to me in yet another submissive
display, and repeated her unknown request.
"Nuh ... Ing-rum, tun."
The second time she vocalized she looked more intently at the fire, as
if it held some magical significance. The moment I looked down to the
approximate location where her gaze was focused I realized she must have
been asking for the large limb bone. By the time I recognized she might
want to eat the cooked marrow, something that a few people felt was a
particular delicacy, the juices along the outside of the bone were
sizzling. Testing for temperature I lightly touched the end furthest
from the flames and then turned back to Lee-sha.
"Is this what you want, Angel? Tell me."
"Nuh ... Ing-rum, tun."
In order to increase my knowledge of their language it was time to play
another quick game. Her right hand and arm were gently pressed toward
her body and I extended my right arm toward Tee-la, my index finger
lightly coming into contact with the younger girl's bare chest.
"Tee-la ... "
My right index finger was then placed against the older girl's bare
chest between her breasts.
" ... Lee-sha ... "
My finger was centered onto my chest over my sternum.
" ... Ingram ... "
I then touched the largest portion of the carcass still cooking and
shrugged my shoulders at her. She picked up on it immediately.
"Nuh!"
Okay, so 'nuh' meant food or meat. Time for further clarification, so
I lowered my finger to the cool end of the still sizzling bone and
looked at her. She didn't hesitate to confirm what I suspected.
"NUH, Ing-rum, tun."
It was obvious the bone held higher value to her than the meat alone
because of her more obvious vocal inflection and the way she repeated my
as yet to be understood title, 'tun'. The bone was tested again for
heat, lifted into the air in front of me, and then my eyes turned toward
Lee-sha. She immediately thrust her arm toward me as before, but this
time she lowered her forehead to my knees and gently nuzzled against my
legs as if she were a human cat. I was a little surprised, but I must
have acted the same way the last time I'd asked for a filet mignon and
lobster dinner with a thin wallet.
Her head was lightly caressed as I might the anthropomorphic female cat
she was emulating, I slipped my fingertips under her neck a little bit,
and then lightly tugged upward. She slowly rose to vertical and kept
her right hand out, eventually cupping the side of my neck and softly
caressing me in her first obvious display of affection for her new male
provider. It felt nice for her to touch me, but food was more important
to her than physical contact, and I didn't read too much into what she
was communicating. By the time she was upright I was ready to hand the
long limb bone to her.
The cool end of the bone was shifted in my right hand so the joint was
open for her to see and then I lowered it toward her body. With slow
and cautious movements she drew her right hand closer to the proffered
food and watched my face for any adverse reactions to her progress. It
was as if she was terrified to offend me, but still incredibly anxious
to claim her prize, so I waited and just looked into her gaze.
By the time her digits were close enough to touch the bone I was certain
she'd just grab it as she attempted to claim my water bottle the first
time. She lowered her hand slightly, placed the back of her appendage
along the underside of my hand and bone instead, and then softly spoke.
"Nuh, Ing-rum, tun."
I replied in as soft a tone as she had and smiled at her.
"Nuh, Lee-sha."
Having received confirmation she slowly turned her hand over and very
tenderly gripped the end of the bone, her fingers and thumb holding the
bulbous end, but not attempting to wrest it away from me. She was
amazingly patient and much more well-mannered than I'd anticipated.
Something within me sensed an opportunity to show gentle dominance, so I
lifted my left hand, slipped my fingers around the back of her neck, and
pulled her face closer toward mine. She must have sensed what I was
going to do, because she closed her eyes and puckered her lips. For the
next minute I softly munched on her plump lips, Lee-sha beginning to
smile the longer I kissed her. For her to emulate me and kiss me back
with much more enthusiasm than she'd ever shown before was a wonderful
first step toward her accepting me as her future lover. I knew it was
inevitable, because I was the man who rescued her from what might have
seemed a certain death.
In a strange twist of fate I was the one who pulled back first, my nude
teen female companion actually leaning into me as I attempted to pull
away from our shared kiss. I was able to withdraw when her reach was no
longer able to maintain our kiss and our smile was yet another milestone
that would cement our relationship. As a final gesture of acquiescence
I pushed the bone closer to her small mouth while staring into her
amazing eyes.
"Nuh, Lee-sha."
The moment I let go she shivered and then drew the slightly cooler bone
toward her face. She sniffed it, extended her tongue to touch it near
the base and began to lick up its length until she pulled back in pain.
Part of her prize was still too hot to munch on, but I could tell she
was incredibly eager to do so, so I opted to show her how to gain what
she wanted without burning her lips or tongue.
"Lee-sha?"
Gesticulating with my right hand for her to return the bone produced a
pitiful expression of disappointment on her face, but she must have
sensed her less significant position and reluctantly presented it to me
to claim. Rather than take it away from her I held her right wrist and
drew the hot end closer to my mouth. Blowing on it seemed a normal
enough means to cool it down, but both Lee-sha and Tee-la seemed utterly
mystified with my actions.
"Lee-sha."
The bone was pushed back toward her face while I kept blowing at the
less dangerous end, my desire to teach her how she could assume what I
hoped she might remember. Blowing on her hand, then into her face, and
then on the hotter end of the bone seemed to finally make sense to her,
her lips puckered and then a timid attempt at blowing at her 'dessert'
tried. After she carefully directed a series of cooling blows onto the
bone I stuck my tongue out of my mouth and mimicked licking. The
instant she touched her tongue to the bone I saw her facial expression
go from surprise, to joy, to confusion, to what looked like complete
astonishment that I'd be that generous and gentle. For her to cry while
licking the bone seemed bizarre, but I suspected she was just overcome
with intense emotions, so I approached her face, kissed along the side
of her mouth, and then withdrew.
Poor Tee-la was motionless and spellbound the entire time. She even
stopped chewing her food, but had the foresight to keep a firm grasp of
the small portion of meat in her tiny right hand. In order to show her
a less intense but similar sense of acceptance I leaned in her direction
and smiled at her. She knew immediately what I wanted and presented her
lips to me for a nice kiss. It wasn't terribly erotic nor did it last
very long, but a message was being communicated with her that she was
just as important as her slightly older female companion. To be sure
she knew of her place in our small band of strangers I pulled back,
smiled at her, and touched a cooked area of the meat while softly
speaking.
"Nuh, Tee-la?"
Her smile grew, she nodded at me, and then scoot slightly closer.
Another small hunk of meat was handed to her just as the last portion of
her previous piece disappeared between her messy but pretty crimson
lips. I'd clean her and Lee-sha up soon enough.
Another piece of slightly more charred meat was cut off for me to nibble
on, and once skewered onto a cleaned stick like a meat popsicle I moved
between the two girls and shifted back and forth until the three of us
were nestled together. To illustrate a strong need for them to be close
to me I gripped the meat with my teeth and used both hands to tug the
girls into my body. They seemed bewildered at my continuous need for
physical contact, but smiled as they snuggled tight to my sides. With
the comforting sound of the fire and the gentle hiss of the rain as our
backdrop the three of us quietly munched on our food and took frequent
glances at each other. The girls seemed completely enamored with me,
and I liked being needed and for them to depend upon me so strongly.
My need to take care of my biological requirements couldn't be put off
much longer, so once my skewer was cleaned of the edible portions I
licked my fingers and rose. Neither of the girls discontinued their
meal as I set the wooden 'fork' onto one of the stones at the near edge
of the fire and then tried to resolve how I was going to take care of my
backside. Since both of them were naked they might not be offended or
even take notice of me stripping down to nothing, but my sensibilities
were still a bit more Victorian, and I hesitated. I didn't have to wait
very long, my bowels tumbling a few times loud enough to get the girls'
attention.
Lee-sha was working the business end of the upper leg bone somewhat
thoroughly when I began to peel my clothes off, her eyes not taking
notice of what I was doing until I pulled the jumpsuit off both feet.
That's when she looked up at me timidly, tossed the cleaned bone into
the near edge of the fire, turned around to face the blank wall, shifted
into the hollow slightly, pressed her face down into the dirt, shoved
her sexy little ass into the air, and then splayed her knees far enough
apart for me to see all the way into Heaven. For Tee-la to mimic her
older companion and openly invite my visual and tactile adventures was
more than a little shocking. It appeared as if it was time for them to
pay for their meal using their bodies. To say I was more than a little
stunned would be a perverse and incredibly weak understatement.
"Girls?"
They remained with their faces pressed to the dirt and their heads
turned away from each other.
"Lee-sha? Tee-la?"
Both of them seemed uncomfortable turning around and looking up at me
as I knelt behind them at their naked feet. In spite of the delicious
view and the level of my interest I had to assure them that they had
value beyond a hot wet female hole meant to be filled by something of
mine that they weren't ready for.
"Girls ... I'm not asking for your bodies ... I need to go take a dump.
I wish I could make you understand."
They just looked at me over their shoulders with a confused stare and
unsure what it was I was trying to convey. The simplest method seemed
for me to physically illustrate what was under duress within my body, so
I gently splay their legs a bit further apart and then motioned for
them to watch me.
"Girls, look here ... "
I lightly brushed their vulvas, applied a tender caress to the pursed
pink openings of their asses for a moment, withdrew my digits, and then
pointed out into the darkness.
"Do you understand?"
They kept looking at me as if I were some brainless dolt, so yet more
was needed. I didn't like using strongly graphic illustrations of what
was going on during the process of elimination, but our language barrier
was too great to overcome at the moment. I cut a small piece of meat
away from the larger bulk, stuffed it into my mouth, chewed it until it
was little more than a small collection of mush, and then did something
that I never thought I'd attempt. I knew it was going to look crude and
offensive, but I didn't know what else to do.
Applying light pressure against their puckered asses I let the meat
slowly ooze out from between my lips, the image most likely horribly
disgusting after having enjoyed their meal. Strangely both of them
smiled and then giggled, the idea more fully comprehended after the meat
fell from my mouth to the dirt floor of our temporary hideout. When
Lee-sha whispered I knew she had finally gotten it.
"Hiss."
Sounded reasonable enough.
Applying pressure against their butts and tickling against their
puckered rose for the third time I uttered the word the older girl had
used.
"Hiss?"
They both nodded, so I smiled, sat back, and pointed outside.
"Ingram hiss."
Both of them immediately rose to their knees, turned around, and seemed
to want to join me, so I figured why not? The meat I'd chewed and
dropped onto the ground was tossed into the fire, Lee-sha's bandage was
undone, and the gauze removed and checked for any signs that her wound
was going to get infected. In spite of the impressive gash on the
outside of her right calf her body appeared to already be on the mend,
because her wound wasn't bleeding any more. That was a good sign.
I located the LED flashlight, just in case it was needed, stripped down
to absolutely nothing, and then coaxed both girls to join me. Lee-sha
had to reach around my body for support since her right leg was still
hurting quite a bit, but Tee-la just held onto my free hand most likely
because she didn't want me to leave them alone in the dark. We walked
about forty feet down the slope in the rain, found a felled tree to sit
on next to each other with our butts hanging off the back end, and with
our bodies being pelted by a continuous spray of cool water took care of
our business.
Once finished and wiped with a bare digit I wasn't sure how they were
going to clean themselves, so acting in my 'deity' role I reached under
their bodies and used the rain and a lone middle digit to wash both of
them clean. What I hadn't anticipated was being allowed to slip my
middle fingers far enough between their cheeks and inside their bodies
to do a really effective job. Neither of them hindered my attempts to
complete my task, my precious Tee-la apparently far more interested in
my touch than the simple act of being cleaned because of her broad smile
toward me. It was only a bright flash of lightning and the almost
immediate clap of thunder that forced me to reconsider acting in a
deviant sexual manner with my two new companions. Once my fingers were
dabbed clean against the wet grass in front of me all of us made our way
back to the safety of our hideout.
Since we were already wet and just before I let them make their way
under the protection of our hideout I used my hands to wipe their rain
soaked bodies down from chin to toes. Without soap I couldn't truly
clean them, but at least I could remove as much surface dirt and body
oils as the clean water from the sky would allow. While I was tending
to Lee-sha Tee-la stood at the side of the outer cover and tilted her
head back to drink from a small stream coming down from one edge. That
was my clue to refill my water stores with the pure rain after I'd
tended to my girls' needs.
With our natural shower complete and both of them anxious to get under
cover I let them step just inside the hollow to dry off. It wasn't easy
to work my fingers through their hair, since they'd let their brown
locks get tangled and slightly matted, and I spent the next part of our
time together while they drip dried near the fire to try to straighten
their locks. I wasn't able to do a great job, but they both looked much
more attractive once they were dry and their hair slightly unsnarled.
After they were tended to I refilled the empty or nearly empty water
containers from the rain dribbling down the side of the top edge of our
upper frame. Tee-la liked my having copied her actions, my mimicking
her most likely making her feel very proud.
Tee-la was the first to yawn, Lee-sha following along seconds later. It
was just enough to stimulate one from me as well, so with a single log
added to the fire and the deer meat shifted to a higher spot on the spit
it was time to get some sleep. But while I was working on my tasks both
of the girls assumed a position that I didn't take notice of until I
turned around so I could lie down and shut my eyes.
Both of them were again prostrated before me, again with their faces
away from mine, and their bare asses pointed toward my body. It might
have just been the way they slept until I saw Lee-sha's small right hand
wiggling toward me and her voice softly calling.
"Ing-rum, tun!"
I knee-walked closer, still naked, and then reached to her right hand
with my left. My assumption was she wanted me to take up a spot beside
her and between my two naked companions, but instead of coaxing me to
assume a similar posture to hers at her side she pulled me closer,
shifted in front of me, and then tugged at my hips so I was directly
behind her bare butt. When I felt her reach under me and push the end
of my cock up to the tender entrance of her vagina I almost fell over
backward. She was actually asking me to fuck her, either as a function
of my ownership, or as a means to appease some darker hunger that food
wouldn't satisfy. For Tee-la to have her ass in the air and her knees
cocked out told me a lot more about their culture than I could have
imagined. I only hoped their last master who 'took' both of my girls in
their past used Tee-la's tight little ass rather than her tiny vagina.
The hot silky sensation of Lee-sha's labia majora hugging my glans felt
so exquisite, and I wanted so badly to slowly push forward and claim one
of the two girls in a manner that illustrated the ultimate level of
human ownership. But something within me forced me to reconsider what I
was about to do and what might happen to me when her real master and
owner showed up to claim his former property. I also had the Space
Agency folks and the police to worry about. I didn't want to, but I had
to tell her 'no' and gently push her away.
"Ni, Lee-sha. Ni!"
Holding her by her naked hips and pushing myself away from her elicited
a response that I hadn't anticipated.
"Lee-sha nuh, Ing-rum, tun."
My understanding of what she said left me stunned. Could she be trying
to communicate that her body was to be used with the same level of
reverence and utilitarian function as deer meat? Her culture seemed to
be a patriarchal based one, with women and young girls little more than
food or fodder for pleasure. I felt dirty for having wanted to fuck the
lovely naked teen and more despicable for having sexual thoughts about
her younger companion. How the Hell was I supposed to illustrate to
them that they had more value to me than any other of my possessions?
It was *not* going to be easy.
I tried to develop my best communications skills while she kept tugging
on my cock and pushing backward, her grip just tight enough to feel very
sexy and not the least bit uncomfortable. It was my fervent hope she
understood what I was trying to convey.
"Lee-sha ni nuh."
She immediately countered my claim in a slightly more desperate tone and
a more determined push into me.
"Lee-sha nuh, Ing-rum, tun!"
The wet warmth of her vulva against the tip of my cock was quickly
breaking my determination down, my need to fuck something tight, young,
and willing incredibly strong. It was obvious she thought it was
required of her, and who was I to deny her what she understood as a
normal function of her duties to her new master? But my conscience was
a much stronger ally than my hormones, at least for the moment, and I
was able to slip my right hand between our bodies, cup her ass, and then
push myself backward until our junction was completely broken. Lee-sha
seemed to be immediately heartbroken and began to cry.
"Ni, Ing-rum, tun! Lee-sha nuh!"
For her to back up into me, center my dick so our genitals were lined up
perfectly, and then push backward harder nearly spelled my doom and her
victory. But I was resolute in my desire to preserve one of the most
sacred unions between a man and a woman, even if she was little more
than a young teen, so I pushed against her bare butt hard enough to send
her face into the dirt of the floor.
"Ni, Lee-sha!"
Before I could react Tee-la lunged toward me, her butt arched into the
air, and her smile so wide I was convinced the younger girl assumed she
was supposed to be my first lover. For her tight little naked ass to
wiggle backward in my direction, her small hands to claim my cock, and
the end of my cock pressed against her bald vulva was a lurid fantasy
that nobody had ever known about. How could such a young preteen have
the impression that I much preferred her more petite and underage body
than her slightly older teen companion? It must have been the number of
times I'd kissed her more intimately that made her think she was more
important to me sexually than Lee-sha was. But I couldn't fuck her any
more than I could her older companion, so I pushed her away from me just
as forcefully as I had Lee-sha.
"Ni, Tee-la! Tee-la ni nuh!"
While Lee-sha was crying Tee-la turned and looked at me as if I was
about to cut her throat and throw both of them onto the fire, so I
needed to do something that might seem odd, but necessary.
It took a little effort to pull Lee-sha far enough away from the back
wall and get her to look at me, but once I did I urged Tee-la to come a
little closer as well. With both sets of their eyes filled with tears I
reached out to them with my open hands and encouraged them toward my
body, just in a less sexual posture.
"Lee-sha! Tee-la!"
Even while they were looking at me with a perplexed expression and the
older girl still whimpering they rose, turned around, and extended their
right hands toward me in the same submissive gesture as they had a few
times before. Rather than take their hands I knee-walked closer to them
and then enveloped their naked bodies in a very tight embrace. Yeah,
they'd be disoriented for a little while, but until I was absolutely
sure I had the right I wasn't about to have sex with either of them,
especially Tee-la.
It took a few minutes, but I was finally able to get them calmed down
enough so I could lean against the back wall of our hideout and just hug
both of my young naked companions.
My jumpsuit was still where I left it, along with my underwear, socks,
t-shirt, booties and outer hiking boots, knife, and firearm. I should
have gotten dressed before lying back with my two nude female friends,
but my mind was full of cultural confusion, guilt, and hormonal lust.
My body was also showing signs of how much energy I'd expended during
that very strange day through eyelids as heavy as lead. Some time after
they were nestled tight to my body and Lee-sha stopped whimpering all
three of us fell asleep.
It wasn't until I tried to shift both of the girls away from my sides
after I woke up that I felt a small hand tightly clutching my cock. In
the flickering light of the dying fire I followed the limb back to its
owner, Tee-la. The minx had claimed me after all, and I had to smile at
her boldness. It would have been nice to let her have more than a rude
touch, but I was still really unsure what would happen when her 'owner'
or parents found out and then what the rest of society would think of me
when they found out I'd sexed a little girl. In spite of what seemed to
be total isolation I still had to worry about the recovery crew and
Mission Control finding out that I might have sexed two underage girls.
The cool of the night air was sending a chill around my bare body, so
after I squirmed my way free of Tee-la's grip the first thing I did was
stoke the fire and add a couple of limbs. The deer meat looked so good
I had to have another taste, so I cut off a sliver of one more done
portion and munched on it as I started to don my clothes. I felt like a
hypocrite putting my clothes back on while my two young companions were
lying on the dirt floor naked, but my desire to preserve their virtues
was stronger than my need to display equality in our manner of dress.
In five minutes the heat of the fire had re-warmed the inside of our
hideout and both girls turned over onto their tummies away from each
other. I had to admit their nude asses looked very inviting, but my
scruples required me to reconsider doing too much too quickly. I might
touch their bodies a little bit and kiss them freely, but having them
sexually seemed to trouble me somehow.
From the open end of the hollow and with the fire tended to for a while
I watched my girls sleep. That's when it hit me -- "my girls". Had it
not been for my taking notice of the older woman's antics earlier that
day both of the naked lovelies less than three feet from my knees would
have been left to die a slow and horrible death. Of course, I had no
idea what might have transpired if I hadn't rescued them, since the
woman could have returned and figured out some means of getting Lee-sha
and Tee-la out of the pit, but that was beginning to seem unlikely.
Both of my girls appeared to possess a very rudimentary knowledge of
survival, so why would I assume the other woman would be any smarter?
Tee-la was the first to stir, her left hand directed behind her in an
attempt to discern where I'd gone. When she felt her female friend's
bare backside Tee-la immediately lunged up into a sitting position and
looked around the area. The moment she saw me her face was twisted in a
pitiful frown and her mouth turned down as if she was going to cry. For
her to softly call and reach to me illustrated more than any words she
might have attempted in English.
"Ung-rum, tun?"
"Okay, Baby. I'll come lie down with you."
Even with our language differences she seemed to understand what I was
saying, because she smiled a little bit, but still kept her right hand
toward me in the familiar submissive gesture. After one last glance at
the fire to make sure it would be okay until morning I turned around and
assumed the same spot I had before. The fact that I was wearing clothes
might have hindered Tee-la's desire to hold onto something of mine that
was very personal and gender specific, but she seemed to accept that I
was going to be close to her for the rest of the night.
As I settled onto the floor deeper into the hollow next to the wood
structure meant to keep the wall from caving in on us Lee-sha jumped and
immediately twisted around with a look of horror on her face. Once her
vision was clear enough to recognize my smile she smiled back, directed
her hand in the typical submissive gesture to the right side of my neck,
and then settled into my side opposite Tee-la. Moments later I was
engulfed in two frightened naked young girls' embrace and they nuzzled
their heads over my collarbones to get comfortable.
For some unknown period of time I lie awake and watched the fire while
my girls slowly succumbed to the day's trials and tribulations. It was
while I lie there and recalled the events of the last week that I had a
very unsettling thought. Had something more serious happened to my once
beloved home as the singularity passed close to the Earth?
What could have occurred to make it completely normal for women of all
ages to feel so liberated and conduct their lives completely in the
nude? I'd only known of naturist camps or nudist family campgrounds
where people were allowed or encouraged to remove their clothes, but I
couldn't have just landed in the middle of a million acre clothing
optional compound.
Then something else bothered me. Where had I landed that men were
supposed to have sex with girls even as young as eight or ten when food
was provided?
A new thought sent a chill down my back, and I realized that my girls
were very dirty and their hair was unbrushed for what could have been
many months. The most liberated woman in the world would have needed to
wash and brush her hair, so something else was going on.
What about the queer language that they were speaking, and their belief
that their bodies were some sort of reward for my having rescued and fed
them? The only explanation I could come up with was a very abusive and
restrictive man who wanted to dominate women to the point they were
little more than slaves for his personal pleasure. He must have kept
them stupid, isolated, and only shared enough information with them to
satisfy some perverse need to make him feel important. But the only man
I'd seen was just as dirty and unkempt as my girls, so his level of
sophistication couldn't be that much better.
That's when I knew I'd protect my girls with every measure of strength
and diligence, the abusive conditions of their past lives to be left as
easily and permanently as the hole that I'd rescued them from.
Having rinsed them off in the rain with my hands earlier afforded both
of my young lovelies with skin that felt much silkier, and I couldn't
help but lightly caress their shoulders, backs, arms, and even slip my
fingers down far enough to lightly cup and caress their bare butts. I
might have been decent enough to resist having sex with them, but I
couldn't keep from softly fondling their tender bodies just a little.
A winsome smile crept across my face until my dreams were suffused with
immoral images of me and my new naked companions.
"Ung-rum, tun? Ung-rum, tun?"
"Mmmmm!"
"Tee-la, nuh?"
Not again! I hadn't even gotten my eyes open that next morning before
the preteen was insisting that I have sex with her, most likely without
her older companion's knowledge.
My eyes came open, I rose slightly to keep my younger companion from
attempting to climb up over my body and work her prepubescent magic on
me, and was ready to put up an earnest fight when I saw Tee-la in the
same submissive posture from before. Except this time she wasn't on top
of my hips, nor trying to work my cock out of my jumpsuit, but sitting
closer to the fire and resting her hand on top of one of the empty
skewers from the previous night. My assumption was wrong, and I was
glad for it.
"Nuh, Tee-la? Nuh?"
She wiggled toward me a little bit, rested her forehead onto my knees,
gently pushed her cupped hand against my neck, and kept her face toward
the dirt floor.
Poor baby! She was hungry and must have been trained to beg for food
rather than take any on her own. I could only imagine what her owner
must have done to Tee-la, Lee-sha, and all the other women in his small
perverted tribe to make them so submissive.
My vision was still a little blurry from having been awakened so
abruptly out of an erotic dream, but I had no desire to let her think I
was some Neanderthal brute who doled out food for sexual favors on a
daily basis. Lee-sha was still asleep, so I gently worked my right arm
out from under her neck, lie her back so she'd remain undisturbed,
approached the still smoldering fire, and placed my left hand onto the
still warm deer carcass. Pointing to a thick portion of meat along the
back strap I softly called to the hungry child.
"Tee-la? Nuh?"
She didn't look up but shifted closer to my new position and pressed the
side of her small right hand against my hip. That wouldn't do. She was
going to have to show me what she wanted, and I needed her to take on a
bit more active role in our new relationship.
"Tee-la!"
She seemed to understand that I was asking her to look up and she lifted
her head just enough for me to see her eyes. While she was gazing up at
me I shifted my left index finger around on the carcass a couple of
times and tapped on various places of the more thoroughly cooked meat
until she saw me shrug and then smile. It must have been too much for
her, because she squirmed forward, thrust her face onto my thighs close
to my hips, reached around my waist with both arms, and began to softly
cry.
I wanted to kill the bastard who'd terrorized my lovely Little One.
My body was turned more fully toward her, both of my hands used to tug
her into an upright sitting position, and then I pulled her tight to my
chest for our first hug of the day. She stuttered and softly sobbed
into my chest for a few minutes, my treatment of her and her older
companion most likely far different and much more compassionate than
anything she'd ever known. My eyes filled with tears in pity for their
plight, and I was more determined by the hour to show them a far more
enjoyable and fulfilling future.
For me to tilt her head back and place a tender kiss on her lips might
not have been in keeping with social norms, but Tee-la needed to be
shown a kind of loving gentleness that she deserved, our lips going back
and forth until her whimpers and sobs were converted into lurid moans.
Before I knew what had happened she was on my lap, her legs wrapped
around my waist, her arms tightly encompassing my body, and she was
kissing me with an awareness that I'd only shown a girl in high school
in the back of my dad's car.
I could have kissed Tee-la for a few hours, but she'd asked me for
permission to eat, not be sexed, so I tenderly withdrew, smiled at her,
and then leaned forward so our foreheads and noses could touch as we
stared into the other person's eyes. My mouth then uttered words my
brain wasn't supposed to create.
"I'm falling in love with you and your friend, Tee-la. I know I
shouldn't, but something about your plight and your need to be cared for
is drawing me into your lives like I've never wanted before. I wish I
could tell you what I'm feeling right now, because I'd want you to know
just how much I need to be your new friend, caretaker, and maybe even
your lover."
She seemed to comprehend something, because she lifted her small right
hand and lightly caressed the side of my face as she stared into my eyes
with her intense gaze. There was no doubt about it; I was indeed over
my head and falling in love with both of them, maybe Tee-la more than
Lee-sha, but both girls incredibly important to me nonetheless.
She got another chaste kiss on her lips and then one on her nose just to
make her smile. Her grin looked so special that I wanted to do it a
second time just to relive the moment.
After I leaned back and with Tee-la still on my lap, the knife was
unsheathed, I twisted around to carve some food off the carcass, and
smiled at my little companion. When I touched a spot along the neck
where the back strap started she blushed, looked down, and appeared
embarrassed. In a soft whisper I coaxed her to look into my eyes again.
"Tee-la?"
The moment our eyes met I shifted my head to the side two times as if to
coax her to show me what she wanted and she timidly extended her index
finger toward the bottom edge of the front ribs. It seemed as if she
liked to nibble on the bones like I did, so I smiled at her, slipped the
knife between two ribs, sliced all the way up, and then repeated my task
two rib bones over. By the time she had her meal in her right hand her
eyes displayed a look of wonder and genuine appreciation.
Tee-la was gently shifted backward off my lap so she could eat more
easily and so I could check on Lee-sha. As soon as the younger girl was
far enough away I saw the older girl looking at me with a despondent
expression, as if she realized Tee-la was in fact the girl I'd picked as
my first young girlfriend. My best course of action was to repeat
everything with Lee-sha as I had Tee-la, and I'm glad I did.
"Lee-sha, nuh?"
She immediately rose to her knees, flinched when she accidentally
pressed her injured right leg to the floor, but quickly assumed a place
in front of my knees where Tee-la had initially prostrated herself. A
light press of her right hand against my left hip confirmed that they'd
been so brutalized neither of them felt comfortable doing anything
unless they displayed their obedience and submission first.
"Lee-sha! Lee-sha!"
The older girl tilted her head back slightly, looked up into my eyes,
and saw a bright smile on my face similar to the one I'd shared with her
younger and busy companion.
"Lee-sha, nuh?"
The moment I asked her if she was hungry she tried to hide her smile but
was unable to, so I shifted my head to the right twice again and was the
immediate recipient of her pert little ass onto my thighs, her arms
around my body, her feet and calves around my waist, and her face
tightly against my neck opposite the food and her friend. What started
as a submissive display of veneration turned into yet more soft kisses
and a loving hug that lasted a bit longer than the one Tee-la and I had
shared. It might have seemed unusual for the younger girl to be totally
unconcerned about me hugging and eventually kissing her older friend,
but their culture or training must have included complete acceptance of
what their former owner might do with one or the other girl in front of
any of their traveling companions.
Even though Tee-la seemed more bold and accepted my affection more
quickly Lee-sha's enthusiasm seemed to develop more deeply, and she
illustrated a kind of slow-building passion that I might not have been
ready for. Her kisses took on an almost animalistic fervor and her
hands clutched and gripped me much more completely and lustfully than
her younger friend. Softly tweaking her left nipple and cupping her
half-apple sized breast openly was like adding liquid fuel to a low
rolling fire, her body recognizing the pleasant sensations even if
neither of us knew each other or could communicate that well.
It took a lot longer than with Tee-la, but Lee-sha was eventually asked
which section of meat she'd like and also nervously pointed toward some
ribs. She was provided a slightly larger set than Tee-la, and then I
claimed what I'd previously collected to enjoy for breakfast.
The rain was still coming down, but not nearly as hard as the previous
night. A few more pieces of kindling were added to the fire to keep it
going but not get it too high, and I was glad I asked Tee-la to collect
so much, because we might be in our small hollow for another day or so.
Besides, if the older woman or their cruel former owner came back we
needed to be close enough to act on any social, familial, or personal
needs that might arise. My putting a single copper-jacketed lead round
between that bastard's eyes might have made me feel better, but I might
inadvertently start a fight that would escalate into a political war
between two countries.
After our first course had been completed it was time to take care of
our biological needs. Just as I'd done the night before I stripped down
to nothing and then said two words that sounded genuinely strange.
"Ingram hiss."
The girls smiled and then rose to join me, Lee-sha needing a little bit
of help because of her injured leg. After our morning pee I spent a
little more time washing them just outside our hideout with my hands,
Tee-la grinning like a kid in a candy store with a handful of money
while I caressed her naked body. Her slight breast development was fun
to explore and her nipples a joy to tweak, but her plump bald pussy
called to me like a siren from the depths of the sea. I needed to find
and then subdue her clitoris, but the ramifications of my actions would
come back to haunt me, so I kept that portion of my sexual fire limited
to a dull blaze. Once she was washed in the rain I directed her under
cover so she could stand close to the fire and dry off.
Just before I repeated my task with Lee-sha she stared into my eyes with
a kind of fire that I knew was going to get me burned. Her skin was so
tempting and her hard gaze into my soul very intense, my hands going
places that the rest of society would lambaste me for exploring had they
known what I was doing to the permissive child. The moment I found her
clit she hissed, went completely rigid, but didn't make me stop touching
her. Giving her a little orgasm out in the open beyond the cover of our
hideout wasn't the smartest thing I could have done, but it certainly
might have been the most rewarding.
Even though it wasn't one of my best attempts to completely dominate a
woman through sexual pleasure it took her a while to recover. She
seemed confused and unsure after I released her body from my strong but
loving grasp and after I began to work more of her hair free while she
stood in front of the fire. She must have felt incredible pleasure,
because her lips were quivering, her eyelids were half closed while I
was touching her in a very intimate manner, her hands especially tight
around my arms to keep herself from falling, and her piercing gaze into
me was even more inflamed after she regained her senses. Once she was
more sure of herself she tugged me down to the ground, turned around,
bent over, and assumed the same posture as she had when she last offered
her body. The moment our bodies touched in the most hideously sexy way
I lost all of my resistance. If she was going to give me her body, then
I was going to gently take it.
The slick softness of her arousal immediately signaled her readiness
and the snug grip of her plump nether lips around the tip of my glans
illustrated a kind of mature awareness that even though she was bald and
baby smooth between her legs she knew what she was offering me. Because
of her tender years I knew she'd be tight, so I dared only apply the
lightest pressure inward and waited until the moment seemed right before
I tucked my fingertips around her bare hips and pulled her body tight to
mine for an hour or two of animalistic fucking.
Lee-sha was whimpering and softly moaning into the dirt just in front of
her face as she held her ass as high in the air as she could and pushed
backward. She was most likely still suffering from the lingering after
effects of her last and possibly even her first orgasm, and her body was
probably craving our unique and illicit bond, even if she didn't know
why or if she should encourage it. Her small left hand gripped the
outside of my thigh and pulled toward her, my clue that she was a fully
consented partner in our sex, so I slipped my right around her hip,
worked my fingertips down and toward her pleasure center, and with a
slow rolling motion began to stir yet another orgasm from within her
inexperienced teen body.
By the time her thighs were starting to rhythmically twitch and stutter
I was ready to fully claim my young naked female companion's vagina, but
her brief shriek, the way she clamped her butt cheeks and thights tight,
and the quick withdrawal away from my cock forced me to reconsider what
she might be feeling. For her to twist her head and look over her
shoulder at me confirmed some important facts; her vagina was still too
small for sex, she was obviously still a virgin, had never been sexually
active in any way, and didn't have a clue about having her hymen ripped
and the pain that she'd feel as a result.
Rather than take what I wasn't entitled to I carefully withdrew, sat
down onto my shins, and then looked at her nude body from behind. With
the tips of my thumbs I delicately split her labia majora and saw what
had to have been the most beautiful sight of my life. Lee-sha was still
slick with our combined arousal, but more importantly I witnessed the
newness and purity of a teen girl before she'd been 'taken'. Lee-sha
was still a virgin and must have begun to feel her maidenhead being torn
as my penis was being urged inward.
Lee-sha wasn't sure what to do while I was studying her body's condition
and remained in her kittenish posture. In order to hinder her belief
that I might have wanted to hurt her I removed my digits from her naked
charms, caressed her lower back a few times, applied a little pressure
to her shoulder blades so she'd remain where she was, and then leaned
forward. She might have imagined I might try to afford her yet more
pain, but she kept her place and might even have closed her eyes while
she whimpered in fear.
The next sensation she perceived was a single wide lick along her
glistening vulva, just enough pressure from my tongue to sweep nastily
over her nether lips from her mons all the way to her perineum. Her
body billowed slightly and her back arched, but she didn't appear to be
offended by my wicked deed. When she pushed her butt back to invite a
second lick I knew she'd enjoy the alternate form of sexual submission.
Before she realized what I'd done I twisted my body and lie down face up
with my head between her slightly splayed thighs. Hooking my hands over
and around her bare body I gently tugged her ass lower until I was face
first in her tender and virgin pussy. I'd never had any form of sex
with a virgin before, nor a girl as young as I suspected Lee-sha was
while I was an adult man, but I had no desire to miss my first and maybe
only chance to give her pleasure while I ventured into immoral lingual
sex with a teen child.
I don't know how long I kept her peaking and bucking over my face, but
Lee-sha was the perfect first-time oral partner. Her hips twisted and
rolled under toward my mouth when my tongue was drawn away during each
swallow so I didn't drown in her ample lubrication, and her clitoris was
incredibly sensitive and responsive when I teased it out of its prepuce.
She seemed to feel the burgeoning sensations of sexual contentment as
her experience slowly grew, her willingness to tolerate my lurid antics
far greater than any adult woman I'd ever made love to, and an ongoing
verbal chorus of soft whimpers and pitiful moans each time she'd
celebrate in yet another sexy cum.
My first teen sexual partner gave me cum after cum without reservation
or expectation, her body's ability to reward me for my talents like a
free flowing river that had only been seen for the first time by my
eyes. Her excited mewls, pitiful whimpers, and continued thrusts onto
my face proved that she was an active participant and willing partner to
this erotic play between strangers, her body full of enthusiastic fervor
each time she bucked and gyrated to successive orgasms. Nothing I did
appeared too much for her, and I repeatedly monitored my progress for
any potential discomfort or fear just in case I pushed her too hard.
Each wicked deed was accepted and then explored, Lee-sha perfectly aware
of what I was up to after the first moment of her surrender. Lee-sha
was my perfect little playmate.
After she hinted non-verbally that I'd done enough damage by touching my
head from between her splayed thighs it took a few minutes to get her
vertical and outside our hideout so I could wash her body off in the
rain. In the growing light of the new day she was little more than a
trembling and very happy young teen, tired, excited, unsure of herself,
but appeared much more comfortable with me than any girl or woman I'd
ever known. Washing her naked body in the rain seemed more an exercise
in hedonistic lust than something as mundane as bathing, because my
fingers traveled across every square inch of her body without
hesitation, and she kept grinning at me with each new sensation.
In spite of my continued delicate caresses and potentially sexual touch
Lee-sha remained unfazed by anything that I did, her posture upright,
her hands holding onto my arms or waist, and her eyes rarely away from
mine. Because of her injury she could have convinced me to let her sit,
but she stood where I placed her and waited for me to command her. Her
right leg was getting better because she didn't lean on me as much as
she had the day before as I cupped and laved her pussy with my right
hand, and I watched her place her foot firmly on the ground a few times
as if testing for stability. I could have washed her body for a lot
longer, but the cool rain might have given her a chill, so I drew her
back under the wooden canopy and stoked the fire. Her gaze into my eyes
seemed to indicate an all new appreciation for my having found and
claimed her from what might have been her demise, an intense stare into
my face similar to one I'd witnessed by a naive and fascinated freshman
when I was a junior in high school.
Once she was dry I sat her down a few feet away from the fire pit, drew
Tee-la slightly closer with some wiggling digits, sat down between my
two girls, put my arms around their naked bodies, and then just hugged
them without saying anything. Tee-la might have been anxious to attempt
what her older friend had been party to, but she never overtly hinted
that she wanted to sit on my face for an hour or more.
With the rain and a few low rumbles of thunder as our backdrop we just
sat together for quite a while that day, the fire kept going with enough
wood so it wouldn't go out, but not high enough to use up all of our
reserve supplies. Each time they'd get hungry both of my girls would
assume the same submissive posture and fearfully inveigle me to cut a
small piece of meat from the carcass, their appreciation shown with yet
more gestures of supplication and subservience. It might take a while
to break them of that habit, but I wasn't about to force them into
altering that aspect of our relationship just yet, because, to be
honest, I kinda liked being considered their master. I'd never been
revered and praised so easily and so completely, and the continuous
adulation was strangely intoxicating.
By the end of that day I had both girls on their backs and was tickling
their tummies, titties, and even between their thighs. The sound of
their giggles and low laughter was a strange counterpoint to the cries
and wails I'd heard a few days before, and I vowed with each passing
minute that I'd never let my girls come to harm. Lee-sha was much more
relaxed and accepting of my playful ministrations to her body where
Tee-la liked to encourage a more lively and brash manner of play. They
never once pushed my hands or fingers away from any portion of their
naked bodies and actually blossomed into hungry little tactile nude
playmates. For me to tweak their nipples and cup Lee-sha's breasts and
softly fondle Tee-la's petite development seemed hideously immoral, but
anytime I'd stop and pull away they'd tug my hands back into place for
yet more lurid touches.
We slept in a heap of naked and tired bodies that night, my permission
granted for both of them to touch any portion of my body as they wished.
Tee-la was sure to claim a nice handful of my cock near the base where
Lee-sha seemed intrigued by my glans and the flare around the throbbing
circumference. She had me close to orgasm a number of times before she
fell asleep, but thankfully didn't know what she was doing, so I was
able to relax once I heard and felt her breathing into my right ear.
The next morning arrived with no fanfare and even fewer guarantees that
I'd ever hear any. There was just enough venison for one more day, and
Tee-la and I needed to venture out to collect some wood for the fire. I
anticipated she might want to stay in our hideout for the rest of her
life, but never expected she'd be anxious enough to bring a small
mountain of found wood back and set it in a jumbled pile along one wall.
Since I was still unsure if their people would return to check on the
plight of my girls in their underground prison it might have been best
to remain for a few days, but living in a tiny wood and dirt hovel was
beginning to cramp my style, and I needed to stretch out.
Around noon on the third day of our new lives together the sun finally
graced us with its warmth. It felt nice to walk around and feel heat
coming from a more permanent source of warmth than the small fire I'd
kept going for two days and three nights.
While Tee-la was busy scampering around looking for something outside
our hideout I began to prepare for our eventual departure. Lee-sha was
a bit reluctant to venture too far because of her injured right leg, so
I decided to locate something more effective as a crutch than the puny
walking stick I'd found on the way to our meeting. When I returned with
what looked like a perfect medical assistance device Tee-la was already
back and the girls were happily chattering away about something. The
moment I turned the corner I saw what my youngest companion had been
busy with and had to smile at her.
There was a small collection of tubers, some fruits, and even what
looked like mushrooms in a series of piles. She was so concerned about
her attempt to please me and prove that she was as good a provider as I
was that the instant she saw me turn the corner she dropped to the floor
and assumed a submissive posture. Rather than chastise her I touched
her extended arm, caressed her bare back, playfully fondled her naked
butt before I lightly pat it two times, and then gently tucked my digits
under her chin to bring our eyes in line.
"Is my little girl gonna make somebody a nice wife someday? It looks
like she's already trying to impress her new owner with her skills as a
happy homemaker. I think somebody needs a hug and a little kiss."
Tee-la beamed at me moments before she lunged forward and enveloped me
in her strong embrace. The only polite thing to do was to pick her up,
shift closer to Lee-sha, kneel down beside my older companion, and then
hug my teen partner to my side while I kissed my little lover. For my
first oral sex partner to sneak her lips onto my cheek close to my mouth
while I was softly munching on Tee-la's lips proved that Lee-sha wasn't
offended by my kissing her younger friend. It also seemed to indicate
a more confident demeanor in my first teen girlfriend.
Once our departure from social norms was deemed satisfied both Tee-la
and Lee-sha needed to prove their worth to me by showing me how they
were going to clean the tubers with a flattened stick when it came time
to eat. They mimicked scraping the outside of the bulbous potato-like
brown lump a few times and once I smiled and repeated what they did both
of them appeared incredibly proud of themselves. Since Tee-la had been
the one to collect our vegetable repast I let her assume control of the
items she'd found and considered showing the benevolence of a loving
master with boundless gifts.
I rummaged around inside my pack for a minute or two and produced
something that must have looked genuinely bizarre to them. Moments
after I had it oriented correctly I handed her a small canvas bag to put
anything in with long heavy cloth handles. By the expression on her
face she must have believed I'd just given her a gold credit card with
an unlimited spending limit. Lee-sha was yet again unsure of her role
in our relationship until I had her stand up and lean against one wall.
"Look at this, Baby. I've brought back a walking crutch for you to use
until your leg is completely healed."
She must have thought I was going to beat her with the nearly five foot
long limb, because she immediately threw herself to the floor, placed
her forehead on top of my feet, and tightly gripped my calves while she
pleaded with me in a voice that sounded like a girl in pain.
"Ni, Ing-rum, tun! Lee-sha nuh!"
I could never think of her as something mundane as food.
"Ni, Lee-sha. Lee-sha!"
She was trembling and huddled in a fetal position until I gently
caressed the back of her head and then cupped her chin with my right
hand. My continued efforts to show them gentleness were slowly having a
positive effect, because with some tender caresses of my thumb along her
jaw and chin and a slow upward tug she eventually tilted her head back
and grew brave enough to look up at me. My smile seemed enough to alter
her perception of what kind of provider I might be, and she slowly
worked her way up my body until she was standing tightly against my
chest with her arms around my back.
"I'm not going to hurt my lovely little teen playmate, Lee-sha. All I
wanted to show you was your new walking tool. The folks at the health
clinic said my deductible had already been satisfied and I didn't have
to fill out any claim forms, so I was able to walk out of the pharmacy
with this."
The second time I lifted the thick limb and showed it to her Lee-sha
wasn't nearly as intimidated. For me to tuck the notch at the upper end
under my right armpit and then lean on it didn't seem to help her
understand what it was meant for, so I decided to modify it for her
needs first and then show her how to use it. With Tee-la softly
babbling to herself and playing with her new utilitarian possession as
she tried to decide how to load the canvas bag I had Lee-sha sit next to
me while I smoothed any portion of the wooden limb that might scratch or
irritate the more sensitive portions of her body.
For the next hour or so she watched in amazement while I whittled any
rough portions of the wood away and smoothed the rounded indentation
where her underarm would rest. After the upper end had been softened
and felt glossy to the touch I had her stand first so I could assume a
less threatening posture beneath her gaze ... and so I could be at
eye-level with her nudity. Her bald charms were so sexy and the plump
smoothness of her vulva so tempting I was almost distracted for an hour
of fun with my nude teen playmate. All I settled on was a gentle
butterfly kiss on her plump nether lips. Lee-sha giggled and seemed
pleased with my manner of private affection as she held onto my head and
waited for whatever I'd planned.
As she stood over me I directed the yoke of the branch under her left
arm and then tugged it close enough to her body for me to determine how
much of the bottom portion needed to be trimmed. To my amazement it fit
perfectly the first time, so no modifications were required at all. She
watched mystified as I stood up and smiled at her, her left hand
clutching the limb near her hip, and her right hand close to the notch
under her arm. Without realizing it she was standing on her own and
leaning to her left slightly to take her weight off her right leg.
"Excellent, Lee-sha. You're doing exactly as I'd planned. Now, come
on. I want you to walk around outside and get some practice using your
new crutch."
All I had to do was step up out of our hollow and gesticulate with both
hands for her to follow and then hobble toward me. She had a pained
expression on her face at first, but once she began to understand how to
lean on her crutch while taking a step with her right foot she actually
smiled at me.
"You see? You're already getting better at walking, and you've only had
the medically approved device in your hands for five minutes. If I'm
not careful you're gonna be running me down by the end of the day."
She was so happy that she began to stumble around the outside of our
hideout with increasing confidence and eventually called to her younger
friend, still sitting on the floor and playing with her new possession.
"Tee-la. Ing-rum, tun nya-na."
That's when I reasoned that 'nya-na' might have meant 'help me'. I
remembered her saying that when I found her and Tee-la in the pit a few
days before and assumed the concept carried over from that incident
because of the similar theories.
Tee-la dropped her canvas bag wearing a broad smile on her face and
focused all her attention on Lee-sha and her new walking device. It
must have seemed improbable that someone would consider providing them
help, because after their initial excitement they both kept looking back
at me with a bewildered expression. I assumed anyone who'd been injured
was left by their former provider to die a slow and painful death. For
me to illustrate a sense of compassion and extend a helping hand to a
less capable person might prove dangerous later on, but I had far more
desire to see them survive than picture either of my girls in pain or
lying in a dirty hole cold and lifeless.
The sun was starting to peak in the sky so it was time we made plans to
close up camp and head back to the Oregon-4. We wouldn't need a fire to
stay warm and there was plenty of room to spread out inside once we got
there. A clean plastic zippered bag was located inside my pack and both
girls helped me trim the remainder of the meat from the carcass until
all that was left were a pile of bones. Both girls kept looking at me
anxiously while I was tucking the bag of meat into the pack, and I
assumed they were more interested in the food than what we'd dropped
into a small pile at the near end of the fire pit. Just before Lee-sha
fell to her knees in yet another display of submission I held her up and
looked her in the eyes for a moment.
"What, Baby? Tell me what you want."
All it took was a quick glance at the pack and then the fire for her to
understand a little of what I was hinting at. She looked down at the
pile of bones and then nuzzled her head under my neck like a cat. That
was my cue to sit down near the fire, coax her butt to the floor close
to me, and position her so her right side was closer to the fire and the
small pile of bones than to me. Using my left hand I shifted her small
right hand forward with very little force until the tips of her fingers
were lightly touching the nearly cleaned bones. She looked at my face
for a moment and then reluctantly took possession of one fairly
impressive sample. All I had to do was smile and nod to her for her to
smile back and slowly draw the bone to her mouth. For a minute or so
she hesitantly nibbled and watched me, her attitude one of uncertainty.
To make her feel better and to spoil both of them I opted for a shared
snack with any of the remaining bones.
"Tee-la? Nuh?"
Pointing to the small quantity of munchies and smiling seemed to convey
enough information for Tee-la to snuggle to my side first and then to
carefully reach for something she thought might be acceptable. It was a
puny rib from the narrow end of the chest section, so while she had her
hand near the pile I grabbed her wrist and shifted her hand back for a
larger sample. She looked astonished when I placed her fingers on one
of the longer rib bones, but she accepted my gesture as genuine and drew
it up and began to nibble as well. So I was certain both girls knew to
have as much as they wanted I leaned into Lee-sha's face for a kiss,
into Tee-la's for one as well, took their empty hands into mine, and
then placed their fingers onto the collection of bones again.
"Lee-sha ... Tee-la ... nuh."
Their smiles confirmed they knew how far my generosity extended and that
they could have more, and with a medium size bone in my right hand the
three of us had a midday snack without any further conversation. By the
time half a dozen bones had been cleaned and placed into the fire away
from the uneaten ones the girls looked much more relaxed and a lot more
satisfied. After some deft licking and sucking to clean my fingers I
saw Lee-sha's eyes grow wide. I don't know how I knew, but when she
began to lightly push me onto my back until I was facing the underside
of our temporary wooden enclosure I recognized what she was going to ask
me for. I didn't resist her movements and watched as she shifted around
me until she backed her way over my face and settled her nude vulva onto
my mouth.
With my eyes closed and a wide grin on my face I felt her supple thighs
hug my cheeks and ears and then luxuriated in her velvety labia when she
wiggled backward far enough to press the cleft of her pussy over my
lips. For quite a while all I did was lightly take slow torturous
swipes along her vulvar split until her moans illustrated a growing need
that I'd hoped to encourage. The instant I flicked her clitoris with
the tip of my tongue and then sucked it between my lips she grunted,
flinched, and then ground her cunt onto my face. Both of my hands
captured her bare hips and ass so I could take her to heights she'd
never known before in her young life, her sensual vocalizations filling
the air inside our hideout until she couldn't take any more abuse. As a
final measure of my loving dominance over her I hardened my tongue and
then fucked her vaginal opening as she bucked and stuttered over my
mouth, her body most likely filled with a kind of loyal obedience that
no amount of browbeating or psychological abuse could outdo.
To feel her body stutter and gyrate when her orgasm washed through her
gave me a sense of power I hadn't anticipated, and I finished her off
with a last gesture of sadistic affection by sucking hard on her small
clitoris once more. She almost screamed into the dirt over my head as I
peaked her again, her downward thrust onto my mouth ample evidence that
she enjoyed our sexual alliance as much as I did. Lee-sha was literally
a quivering jumble of nerves and muscles when she flopped onto her side
away from my face, at least one of her shaking hands cupping her pussy
either to protect it or to preserve the raging impressions of carnal
lust shared between a naked teen and her mature male provider. She
appeared both happy and a little confused, and I liked the way she
looked, because I knew she'd look like that again soon enough.
It was fun to watch Lee-sha slowly recover from her sexual adventure and
then fall asleep from exhaustion a minute or two later, but it was even
more fun to feel Tee-la's right hand gently caress my cheek from the
opposite side of her older friend's location.
"Ung-rum tun ... nya-na Tee-la?"
I turned to face her, smiled up into her pitiful expression of need, and
then softly spoke.
"You need some help too, Baby? Nya-na, Tee-la?"
She grinned at me for a moment, drew her face close to mine, and then
began to kiss me with her older companion's juices still encircling my
mouth. Whatever sense of decency I might have wanted to maintain with
both girls, but Tee-la the most, was quickly being subverted for a more
physical and pleasurable relationship. Munching on her mouth felt nice,
but I began to suspect there was going to be something hinted at soon
enough and just waited for her to act. I didn't have to wait very long.
In what she must have thought as subtle manipulation she broke our kiss
and worked her tender labial affectations up my face until she left my
forehead with a few light kisses. She then carefully positioned her
knees over my chest until she was sitting on my ribcage, her movements
higher up my body supposedly slow enough so I didn't notice what she was
trying to accomplish. It would have been easy for me to munch on her
soft tummy and then lick her bellybutton, but that would have destroyed
the moment, and I wanted her to think she was able to accomplish her
wicked and seemingly secret deed without my knowing about it.
Tee-la gingerly shifted the last few inches up my body until her left
and then her right knee settled past my ears. With an almost glacial
pace the preteen slowly dropped her bald pud over my mouth and then
softly moaned when she felt my tongue take one long slow lick up the
full length of her naked cunny. The moment my hands settled onto her
back and cupped her pert little ass she relaxed and let out a long
expressive sigh of relief. Her wicked deed was done, and it was my turn
to entertain her with a few deeds of my own.
Since I'd never spent any time having oral sex with a child her age
before I took my time and carefully explored her vulva, vaginal opening,
and her incredibly sensitive clitoris. I was barely able to create
small circles around her nubbin before she had two hands on my head and
a fair amount of hair in her grip. Since she was the one to encourage
our new sexual relationship it was imperative to go at her pace until
she began to undulate her hips onto my mouth when her first orgasm from
me started to wash through her small but strong body.
Tee-la literally fucked my face as the climax of her cum washed through
her insides, her face most likely pressed into the dirt over my head and
her toes probably curled under from surprise. I kept her peaking far
longer than I had originally intended, but I couldn't help myself once
she got my fire started. Her plump pussy and excited movements fed my
passions like a piece of dry kindling in a hot fire. Tee-la literally
flooded my face with her lubrication and it was almost impossible for me
to keep up with her developing need for almost continuous lingual abuse.
Once she seemed to tighten into a fetal position over my head and went
rigid I knew to slow down. I wasn't going to quit, but at least I could
decrease the amount of her new awareness of pleasure until she grew more
accustomed to it. For her to whimper pitifully and tug up hard on my
ears was my cue to relent and give her a break, her body rolled in the
same direction as her older companion's and her small right hand tucked
hard between her slightly dirty but incredibly soft thighs.
Both my girls looked so peaceful as they slept off their noon quickie,
so I decided to forget about breaking camp for at least one more day.
Rather than let them rest completely free of abuse I continued to
lightly caress and fondle their legs, bums, small breasts, and was even
invited to explore one of the girls' tender vulvas when Tee-la spread
her thighs far enough for me. My Little One was certain to be my
undoing, but she wouldn't be more than I could handle.
Around mid-afternoon Tee-la began to stir and looked around our hideout
until she saw me lying face up between a couple of trees at the edge of
the forest. She made almost no noise as she approached me, her high
pitched voice my only cue when she was about ten feet away.
"Ung-rum, tun?"
With an outstretched hand in her direction I called to my youngest ever
oral sex partner.
"Over here, Baby. Come lie down next to me."
Rather than just plop down at my side Tee-la again displayed the classic
submissive gesture and lightly caressed the side of my neck with her
right hand, her digits turned under as she'd done before. That was
followed by her forehead going against the left side of my ribs under my
outstretched arm. All I need do was tug on her right arm a little bit,
and she carefully assumed a position alongside my body. Rather than
just lie still, though, she nuzzled her face up my chest until she began
to place a series of timid kisses onto my lips. With the sun beating
down on her nude back and bum and my hands fondling anything within
reach I pulled her onto my body and made out with my preteen lover in
the cool green grass.
It felt hideously erotic to make out with a young girl so openly, but
neither Tee-la nor Lee-sha seemed to least offended by any form of
intimate or sexual contact. Kissing both or either of them had become a
new way for us to communicate, language not required when our lips were
pressed together or softly being nibbled on. For her to arch her back
and keep pushing down onto my tummy with her naked mound hinted at yet
more lurid lingual fun, but I needed to pace myself and not treat her or
Lee-sha as if they were nothing more than my sexual playmates. Their
prior owner or master might have begun to groom them for that eventual
responsibility, but I was still wary of what my actions might stir once
the Space Agency folks found out I'd been so intimate with my girls.
I'd certainly be in trouble for having oral sex with them and fondling
their naked bodies, but I wasn't about to stuff my cock into their
virginal forms, because that would certainly get me tossed into jail for
the rest of my life.
We hadn't been swapping spit for more than a few minutes before Lee-sha
must have roused from her post-lingual orgasm and began to call out to
her new owner and provider.
"Ing-rum, tun? Ing-rum, tun?"
Tee-la didn't want to break our kiss, but I had to assert my position
and lifted her off my body slightly so I could answer my older lover's
pitiful calls. With my lips barely grazing hers I whispered into my
younger companion's mouth in a gentle and tender manner.
"We'll kiss more in a little bit, Baby. Lee-sha is calling, and I'm not
going to scare her by not answering."
She couldn't have understood me if she tried, but Tee-la didn't attempt
to force her way back onto my lips, so after I lifted her a little more
I called out to my older playmate.
"Lee-sha? Lee-sha?"
The sound of her movements and the thumping of her walking crutch
confirmed that she'd heard me, and all it took was for me to tilt my
head back and look toward our hideout upside-down to see her grinning
back at me. With one more call of her name and an extended free hand in
her direction I coaxed her to join me and her naked companion in the
warmth of the sun.
"Lee-sha."
She was far more interested in joining me than concerned about her right
leg, and a few moments later my right side was being warmed by something
other than the big yellow ball ninety three million miles overhead.
Each time either of them used their appendages cupped under to ask for
my approval I felt a mixture of pride and pity, but we'd need to grow
together more completely before I'd dare insist they stop doing that or
act so horribly submissive.
Tee-la insisted she remain on top of my body, even after Lee-sha began
to shift closer to my side. No matter, because I wasn't going to force
her to relinquish her position until it was absolutely necessary. My
older girlfriend seemed content to just lie at my side and snuggle into
my body where my younger one kept looking at my mouth. Since they'd
both seen me kiss the other girl I had no qualms of pulling Tee-la back
into place so we could resume her kissing lessons.
While the younger girl and I nibbled on hungry lips and liberated mouths
I slipped two sets of curious digits around their bodies until a lone
middle finger split their butt cheeks and began to lightly caress their
vulvas from behind. In a matter of a minute both of their vaginal
openings were literally dripping with excitement and the tip of each
longest digit tenderly explored the snug orifices of two virgin girls
out in the sun. If any of the folks at Mission Control or the recovery
team saw me fondling and molesting two underage children I'd be hung up
by my balls and left to die a slow death.
It was while I was slowly exploring their bodies that we heard a noise
from the valley below. My girls were the first to flinch and then
quickly begin to look around, but neither of them sat straight up. I
might have wanted to keep my longest digits tucked between their strong
and silken thighs, but both of the girls seemed scared about what they'd
heard. Instead of jumping up they hunkered down close to the ground and
started to sweep the area with their eyes, a subdued command issued by
the older girl into my right ear before she was more than a foot away
from me.
"Ing-rum, tun ... shuh!"
They'd never looked that intimidated since I saved their lives and
provided for their safety, so I knew something wasn't quite right.
Lee-sha tugged on my right hand as she crawled toward our hideout, her
walking crutch held in her free hand as she moved like a cat hidden by
the tall grass away from the open area between the trees. Tee-la
watched and mimicked her older companion, her desire to look around more
intense than to remain sequestered and protected. Once we were behind
enough trees my girls tugged on my hands and drew me back into the
protection of our hideout, their eyes wide, their faces filled with an
expression of fear, and their demeanor one of intense apprehension.
Neither of my girls had ever heard my firearm go off, but if it was
necessary they'd find out how intimidating it could be. Rather than
unholster and potentially get it dirty or accidentally drop it if I
needed to sense the dangerous comfort it might have afforded me all I
had to do was pat my right hip and confirm its presence. It might have
seemed strange for me to keep it locked tightly to my right thigh even
with my girls around me in our hideout, but with so little making sense
it added a modicum of normalcy to an already bizarre situation.
The girls waited and looked around from the safety of our hideout for
the longest time. I was unsure what they were looking for, but was
anxious to learn about whatever had disturbed our quiet afternoon in the
sun. Using my binoculars just as I'd done before I swept the valley for
any kind of movement taking note of anything out of the ordinary. That
was a laugh, because nothing that had happened since I went to work that
last fateful day on the K/C Station was very normal.
Lee-sha noticed before I did, and with a whisper she drew my attention
toward the slope of the opposite side of the valley. She must have had
incredibly keen vision because I wasn't able to see anything until she
gesticulated with both hands and mimicked a large boulder with trees on
either side. With my binoculars lifted to my eyes I focused on the spot
she'd pointed out and waited to see what had gotten her attention.
When I finally saw some movement I waited until I could discern what had
captured my focus before I said anything. I was literally spellbound
when I spied a man a little older than me with some kind of serious leg
impediment being helped along by a naked young woman who looked a few
years older than Lee-sha. Neither of our distant visitors were having a
very easy time of walking because of his apparent injury and what
appeared to be her inability to see in front of her. She kept sweeping
the area ahead of her with an outstretched hand while he held onto her
body as if she was a human crutch. Lee-sha might not understand how to
use my binoculars, but I needed to know if she'd ever seen the guy and
lady before.
"Lee-sha, nya-na."
I held the binoculars in front of my eyes about six inches away from my
face, motioned with my index and middle fingers as if they could 'see'
through the eyepieces, and then carefully handed her my techno visual
aide. It took her a minute to grasp the concept of something as
peculiar as amplified vision, but once she was able to acquire the
skills necessary to use my tool I helped her locate and then ascertain
whether the disparate couple were familiar to her and Tee-la. Before I
realized what had happened she dropped my binoculars into my hands,
burst up into a modified standing posture, and screamed loud enough to
actually hurt my ears.
"Tuuu-maaaa!!!"
My next quick glance into the binoculars confirmed that the other couple
heard Lee-sha's call, stopped in their tracks, and hunkered down as if
they didn't want to be seen. He looked around the area and waited for
confirmation their safety wasn't in jeopardy, both of our visitors'
positions lowered onto the ground similar to how Lee-sha and Tee-la had
done when they asked me to be quiet. Lee-sha again called to one or
both of them, her voice animated and expressing a sense of familiarity
that I might have my favorite uncle when I arrived at his ranch as a lad
of ten.
"Tuuu-maaaa!!!"
When Lee-sha called a second time I saw the man's face light up as if he
recognized her voice. He then rose high enough for me to see more of
him and returned her call with just as much enthusiasm.
"Leeee-shaaaahhhh!!!"
Lee-sha began to hop up and down on her knees, as if the man were a
favored relative or older companion. It was apparent her two word call,
'Tu-ma', was his name. She then expressed to Tee-la a measure of
enthusiasm that conveyed true affection.
"Tu-ma! Tu-ma! Tu-ma!"
Tee-la immediately joined in.
"Lee-sha ... Tu-ma?"
"Tu-ma!"
Even though I'd only begun to grasp a fundamental understanding of their
language I still needed to test a few of their concepts.
"Lee-sha, Tu-ma tun ... Tu-ma vost?"
"Ni, Tu-ma tun. Ing-rum, tun! Ni, Tu-ma vost. Tu-ma pee-ta."
Okay, so 'tun' didn't mean friend, because she wouldn't have been
jumping up and down earlier if Tu-ma was an enemy. The word might have
implied 'provider', since she openly referred to me as 'tun' immediately
after having called my name. My understanding of 'vost' was still off a
little, because Tu-ma was quickly excluded from that role as well.
Could 'pee-ta' mean friend? It was time to confirm some more.
"Ingram nya-na Tu-ma, Lee-sha?"
She giggled at me, cupped my chin as if I was a silly child trying to
learn the language, and then corrected my statement as she tapped her
right index finger to her bare chest.
"Ing-rum tun ... na Lee-sha."
It was apparent my adding her name to the end of the statement meant
something more than just confirmation of who I was talking to. Her
bringing focus to herself by touching her chest between her petite
development as I'd done and using the word 'na' confirmed a little more
of my understanding, so 'na' meant 'me' or 'I'. She then pointed away
toward the man and woman across the valley.
"Ing-rum tun nya Tu-ma ka."
'Nya' most likely meant 'help', and 'ka' probably meant 'yes' or 'okay'.
Tee-la picked up on her older companion's thoughts and bounced up and
down while holding onto my free hand.
"Nya Tu-ma, Ung-rum, tun?"
To say I was confused was an understatement, because Lee-sha seemed
amused when I added her name at the end of my question, but Tee-la was
free to do the same with mine and didn't receive the same correction
from the young teen. It was slowly coming together, although very
incompletely. It was time to test yet more, so I turned to my younger
companion and smiled as I spoke.
"Tee-la, Ingram nya Tu-ma ka."
Both of them began to giggle and move around excitedly, and I felt a
certain measure of pride for having learned so much so quickly. As a
final show of my generosity I turned to Lee-sha, pointed toward the
couple across the valley, instructed her to call to her older friend or
relative by pointing to my lips and then out toward our visitors, and
invited them to our hideout.
"Lee-sha nya Tu-ma?"
Rather than answer me she seemed to ask another question.
"Nya Tu-ma, Ing-rum tun?"
I responded as intelligently as I could.
"Nya Tu-ma ka."
She hugged me for a moment, planted a nice kiss on my lips, turned
toward the valley, and then called out.
"Tuuu-maaaa!!! Ing-rum tun nya Tu-ma!"
Knowing the other couple would be reluctant to approach me if I was
alone I gently tugged on both of my girls' hands, made sure Lee-sha had
her walking crutch under one arm so she could move around without too
much difficulty, and led them to a small clearing just beyond the
tree line on the slope. As soon as the three of us were standing in the
bright sunshine and could easily be seen Tu-ma called out again and
waved.
"Leeee-shaaahhhh!"
My oldest companion followed suit, called, and then waved back.
"Tuuu-maaaa!"
Just before I set out to go help who I was hoping would be their friends
both Lee-sha and Tee-la dropped to the ground in the same submissive
posture I'd seen so many times before and offered their praise and
thanks to me. It felt both humbling and embarrassing for them to fall
before me, press their noses onto the tops of my feet, and rest the
sides of their forearms along my calves. To see their small hands
turned downward and fingers cupped slightly filled me with a sense of
humiliation for the kind of lives they must have known before I came
along and wrenched them from a pit of slow death. I couldn't help but
feel love and ownership for them, but to hear their adoration as they
murmured into the ground filled me with pride and intense need.
"Ing-rum tun."
"Ung-rum tun."
Their bodies were pulled to a standing position, I hugged and kissed
both of them, had Lee-sha regain her footing using her walking crutch,
and then I started to walk away. I hadn't gotten more than five feet
when Lee-sha stopped me and I turned around.
"Ing-rum tun?"
"What is it, Baby?"
She lowered herself to her knees, lifted her walking crutch into the air
horizontally as if to offer it back to me, and smiled. I knew she
wanted her friend to borrow it to make his way toward us easier, and I
knew Lee-sha was incredibly proud for her generous offer. After a kiss
to show my thanks I saw Tee-la take off toward our hideout. When she
returned she had a water bottle in one hand, a few larger rib bones that
hadn't been munched on in her other one, dropped to her knees in front
of me in supplication, and lifted all of the items toward my face as if
to confirm they could be provided to their older friends. They were a
kind and gracious offering, but I immediately thought of a better one.
Holding Lee-sha tight to my right side and tugging Tee-la alongside to
my left we returned to our hideout. From the large zippered plastic bag
of meat I retrieved four palm sized pieces, tucked them into another
plastic zippered bag, and handed it to Tee-la. The canvas bag was then
retrieved, opened so Tee-la could fill it, and the water bottle she'd
picked up was placed inside as well as the plastic bag of meat. Both of
my girls were mystified at the offer, but Tee-la didn't try to resist my
handing her canvas bag back or argued with me. To close out the offer I
knelt down in front of my younger companion and hoped I was asking the
right thing.
"Tee-la nya Tu-ma ka?"
Her smile was adequate confirmation that I'd communicated properly. In
order to provide for Lee-sha's protection from potential danger I got
the folding shovel implement out of my pack, handed it to her, also
provided my original walking stick, and then looked her sternly in the
eyes.
"Lee-sha? You gonna be okay, Baby?"
All she could do was look into my gaze with tear-filled eyes and smile.
When she leaned forward and planted a very affectionate kiss on my mouth
I knew we'd grown past a mere idol and his slave. Lee-sha was slowly
becoming my very young partner, and if time continued to temper our
resolve she'd most likely be my next full-time girlfriend, too. My lust
had somehow been unleashed for a few moments, because both of my hands
drew across her naked body in lots of inappropriate places while we
kissed. Neither Lee-sha nor Tee-la appeared to be bothered by my
constant displays of affection or must have thought they were the least
bit inappropriate, and my younger playmate just stood and waited for me
to quit munching on the older girl's mouth and running my hands in
plenty of very familiar places.
I could have held Lee-sha in my arms for an hour and stared into her
piercing gaze, but we had guests coming over for dinner and possibly
even a long weekend, so I needed to quit fondling her tight ass and
little tits so my help could be provided to their friends. A minute
later both Tee-la and I were headed around the slope to the left rather
than down and then back up the valley. It might have seemed longer, but
it was going to be much easier on the injured man and his blind or
sight-impaired female friend if we walked on relatively level ground
back to our hideout.
As soon as we were close enough for Tee-la to clearly see Tu-ma's face
she burst away from my side and ran as fast as she could in his
direction. She didn't stop until she crashed into him sobbing.
Both of our visitors were wearing rudimentary sandals, Tu-ma had on a
small drape around his hips, but the teen girl was completely naked.
Her breasts were slightly more developed than Lee-sha's, and she had a
light dusting of hair over her plump mons. She was definitely cute, but
not as pretty as either of my girls. I might have been possessive and a
pervert for having such lurid thoughts about young girls, but my two
playmates were far more my type than the slightly older teen trying to
see who was in her presence.
Watching Tee-la hug and cry into Tu-ma's embrace was a truly tender
moment, and I knew to wait until I'd been invited to meet another of
Lee-sha and Tee-la's clan. My youngest playmate and recent oral partner
eventually stopped crying long enough to reach into her canvas bag,
extract the plastic zippered pouch, withdraw two pieces from within, and
hand both Tu-ma and his teen female friend a piece of cooked deer meat.
Both of them immediately dropped to their knees and displayed the same
sort of praise to my young lover as Lee-sha and Tee-la did to me.
That's when Tee-la turned toward me and tugged on Tu-ma's hand.
"Tu-ma ... Ung-rum tun!"
The submissive gesture the other couple had offered to Tee-la was then
directed toward me, both people more interested in giving homage to my
offering than munching on the recently cooked meat. The only smart
thing for me to do was to approach them, drop to one knee, touch the
back of their outstretched hands, push them down slightly, and then step
behind Tee-la and kneel. Still holding the proffered meat Tee-la called
to her friends once again.
"Tu-ma, La-ta, nuh!"
It took both of them a moment to accept the food, but they finally did
when Tee-la made the offer a second time. That's when I realized the
other teen was named La-ta. My college language and anthropology
professor would have been incredibly proud of me for having acquired so
much so quickly, but the end-term tests would have been a lot tougher
had she known what I was going to be doing back on Earth after the loss
of the K/C station.
"Tu-ma, La-ta, nuh!"
To see them eat the meat left me with the impression they hadn't had a
decent meal in quite a while. That's when I knew the second portion was
going to be appreciated that much more. Strangely, after the first part
of their meal was eaten they tried to refuse the second helping. Tee-la
tried to convince them it was okay to accept it, but they both backed
away on their knees and seemed incredibly reluctant. It might have been
considered rude for me to insist, but their health seemed more important
than social graces, so I gently claimed the meat, shifted my position
around my younger lover, and knelt down in front of my two newest
companions.
"Tu-ma, La-ta, nuh!"
The fact that I was the one who offered the cooked food must have made
it impossible for either of them to refuse, so they took it reluctantly
and immediately threw their bodies to the ground near my knees.
"Ung-rum tun."
"Ung-rum tun."
"Ni, Tu-ma, La-ta ... pee-ta."
La-ta immediate began to cry, lunged forward, and threw her arms out
toward me. She might have been sight impaired, but she could see me
well enough to wrap her slender limbs around my waist and thrust her
forehead onto my thighs near my hips. If I'd have been as naked as she
was she could have shifted her reach slightly and shown me something
much more than her appreciation for the cooked food. If she'd had any
interest in bobbing for sausages I might have coaxed her to try.
It took quite a bit of effort to pry the slightly older teen away from
my body, and even longer for me to get Tu-ma to his knees, but once I
was able to coax them into a more vertical orientation I nudged Tee-la
in the side and whispered.
"Tee-la ... ta."
With a huge smile on her small face my naked preteen kissing buddy
withdrew the clear plastic bottle from her canvas bag and removed the
white cap. Tu-ma stopped chewing instantly and stared bewildered at the
narrow bottle of liquid life and La-ta kept shifting her eyes back and
forth in an attempt to more clearly see what my youngest companion was
holding in her hands. Tu-ma was the one who accepted the bottle first
and then sucked down three long gulps. In order to give them some
freedom to enjoy what Tee-la handed them I shifted behind her, put my
right hand on her right hip, pulled her into me a little, and waited.
Extending his right hand yet again to Tee-la and then me behind her to
show homage he then drew the open end of the bottle to his nearly blind
young companion and dribbled some water onto her lips. As soon as she
realized what it was she tilted her head back and let the man fill her
mouth nearly full. She might have choked had it not been for her desire
to greedily claim what had been deposited beyond her lips.
After both of them had consumed their unexpected repast and drink they
both again dropped to their knees, lowered their faces to the grassy
slope, and extended their right hands toward Tee-la and me, my youngest
partner's naked body so close to mine that she couldn't have been
excluded if they only wanted to illustrate veneration to me. It might
have been considered rude for me to reach a little further around her
bare hip and lightly pet Tee-la's bare mons, but she didn't seem the
least concerned at all. In fact, she spread her feet apart and pushed
into my touch to invite even more, and I would have accepted her offer
for another immoral adventure into her bald charms, but we didn't have
enough time for an hour of whimpers and moans. It was already late in
the afternoon, and we needed to hike back to our small hideout and then
make some room for two more guests.
"Tu-ma ... La-ta ... "
Pointing off into the direction where Lee-sha was most likely
impatiently waiting for us forced the man to consider how he was going
to complete the journey before the sun went down. Problem solved when I
lifted Lee-sha's walking crutch and then showed the man how to use it.
La-ta was an altogether different problem, since she wouldn't be able to
walk any faster than she could feel her way there. The best solution
was to carry her like I had Lee-sha the first time, although I wasn't
sure if she'd like being hefted over my shoulder, since she'd be at my
mercy the whole time. Trying to communicate what I wanted to do was
going to be difficult, so I knelt down in front of Tee-la and tried to
ask for her help. While talking to my youngest companion I lightly
patted my shoulder.
"Tee-la ... (pat-pat) ... Ingram nya La-ta ka?"
It took her a moment or two to reason out what I was trying to ask her,
and when she realized why I wanted to carry the slightly older teen the
younger girl smiled and then nodded.
"La-ta ka, Ung-rum tun."
She then turned to the nearly blind girl and gently tugged on her hands
as she spoke in a maternal voice to her older friend.
"La-ta ... Ung-rum tun, soss nya, ka."
La-ta must have been incredibly trusting or at least believed Tee-la was
incredibly reliable, because the naked teen was directed close to my
body and then both her hands were placed onto my shoulders. Tee-la
again repeated what she'd said before and lightly pushed on La-ta's
shoulders as if to force her over in a waist-bent posture.
"La-ta ... Ung-rum tun, soss nya, ka."
The fact that I was there for her to rest on might have seemed
provocative until I felt the older girl's full weight on my upper body.
With a gentle but firm grasp around her naked hip and holding her butt
in my cupped left hand I rose from my kneeling position and then shifted
La-ta a couple of times to make her more comfortable. She immediately
lost any desire to fight what Tee-la and I suggested and relaxed all her
muscles. Tu-ma was a little confused with his borrowed walking crutch
at first, but once Tee-la helped him position the medical assistance
device a second time under one of his strong arms he seemed to gain a
clearer understanding of what the stick was really used for. My little
girlfriend then gently took his arm alongside the stout wooden support
device and tugged toward our temporary home.
"Tu-ma!"
In a minute I was following Tee-la and Tu-ma as they began to make their
way back across the gently sloping hillside along the tree line where
Tee-la and I had begun our trek.
Our progress was slow but steady, Tee-la and Tu-ma softly sharing brief
exchanges as they led the way. Every few minutes Tee-la would turn
around and check on my progress, and I'd respond by smiling to her and
then softly calling to my blind princess passenger while I pat her bare
butt with my right hand.
"La-ta?"
Her immediate response proved she wasn't going to argue about my
carrying her like a sack of flour or a bundle of fiberoptic cable.
"Ung-rum tun!"
The sun seemed to be on fast forward that afternoon, because we'd barely
had a half mile left on our journey to our hideaway when the bright
yellow orb fell behind the tall trees. But our luck was improving,
because while we were trying to stumble our way in the shadow of the
tall pines along the inclined slope I saw another deer lift its head
above the tops of some tall grass and look at us. All I had to do was
whisper something so she and Tu-ma would stop.
"Tee-la ... SHUH!!!"
Tee-la and Tu-ma froze the instant I said the 'quiet' word, and then
they both slowly dropped to the ground until they were below the grass
that had hidden our next meal. With La-ta still perched on my left
shoulder I lightly patted her on her nude ass and whispered to her as
well.
"La-ta ... SHUH!"
She understood without seeing Tee-la and Tu-ma and poured herself off my
body in front of me until she was crouched in a fetal position at my
feet. For such a difficult language I was able to get them to clearly
understand what I was trying to communicate.
The deer lowered its head a couple of times to feed which gave me an
opportunity to make my way like a cat through the grass until I was
close enough for a head shot. The sound of my small firearm was going
to startle everyone in a one mile area, but food was more important at
the moment than sensibilities, so I drew a bead on the animal's head
through the narrow but clear sight and pulled my finger backward just as
my uncle had taught me.
Even though I'd been hunting since I was six years old I still flinched
when the hammer struck the firing pin and the recoil forced the slide
back toward me. Since I had a limited ammunition supply I located the
brass, tucked it into one of my pockets, and then ran toward my prize.
The point of impact was perfect and dropped the animal where it stood.
I didn't even have to finish off the job with a well-placed throat cut.
Following the pushed down grass I returned to my three hiking buddies
and almost tripped on Tee-la and Tu-ma. They were still hunkered down
in the grass, either because they were scared to death by the noise of
my handgun, or they knew to remain out of the way until I declared the
area safe.
"Tee-la? Tu-ma?"
Tee-la immediately realized what I'd done and threw her face forward
onto my feet, her right hand lifted slightly and pressed onto the
outside of my left calf. She'd be eating fresh meat that night, and
knew perfectly well how generous I'd be with any cut she might want.
Tu-ma, however, looked terrified of me, his eyes wide, his face gaunt,
and an appearance that I might in fact be a living god. He was so moved
by what I'd done that he was too scared to humble himself. All it took
was for me to point toward our hideout and call to them.
"Tee-la ... Tu-ma!"
As soon as my Little One tilted her head back and looked up into my face
I smiled and held my hands out and down toward her. She rose to her
feet, threw her arms around my body, rose to her tip-toes, and then
offered me her puckered lips. I let her determine how long our kiss
would last and tenderly munched on her lips for a few seconds. With her
piercing gaze driving me further toward my own destruction I cupped the
side of her face, gave her another soft kiss, and then softly spoke
while pointing toward a small glowing area just beyond the tree line.
"Tee-la ... Lee-sha!"
"Ung-rum tun!"
I got one last quick kiss, she spun in place, and then my Little One
helped Tu-ma into a vertical stance and got him moving forward. La-ta
was still where she nestled onto the ground, and all it took was a
gentle caress along her bare hip to coax her standing.
"La-ta ... Ingram."
"Ung-rum tun!"
She might have wanted to supplicate to me, but I grabbed her right hand
and drew her up so I could drape her over my shoulder again. I was only
ten yards behind Tee-la and Tu-ma by the time I had La-ta settled and
was hiking confidently and a bit more proudly than a few minutes before.
When we got to the downed deer Tee-la and Tu-ma stopped and whispered
words of amazement to each other and then to La-ta. In order for her to
appreciate my accomplishment I set the older teen's feet to the grass
and directed her hands to the still warm carcass. She was thrilled and
tried to keep her excitement suppressed, but I actually saw her clap her
hands a couple of times and then smile toward her younger and older clan
members. By that time Lee-sha was getting far too impatient and called
out from the protection of our hideout.
"Ing-rum tun! Tee-la! Tu-ma! La-ta!"
"Tee-la ... it looks like Lee-sha is getting anxious to see everybody,
so we better get going before it gets dark."
Pointing toward Lee-sha's voice was adequate inducement for Tee-la to
help Tu-ma forward. La-ta might have wanted to follow, but she seemed
to realize that it would be quicker over my shoulder, and she literally
jumped up into my arms. She appeared very anxious to get me moving,
either because she was going to see Lee-sha again, or because a hot meal
was soon to be prepared. To mark the spot where the deer was I stomped
down the grass a little bit and then followed Tee-la and Tu-ma.
The reunion of my two newest guests with my little lovers was a joyful
one, with hugs, slow facial caresses, right hands cupped downward and
pressed toward their companion's neck, and lots of tear-filled verbal
exchanges. They were so involved in the tender moment that I decided to
go collect our next meal, and nobody took notice of my disappearing into
the growing darkness.
I'd field dressed a deer in the dark plenty of times, but usually had
more supplies while doing it. About the only things I had in my
possession that evening were my knife, the piezo LED flashlight, the
half empty bottle of water, and my intense pride.
By the time I returned with my victuals Tee-la was anxiously waiting
just outside our hideaway. That was the first time I'd seen what our
hideout looked like from a distance, and thankfully the glow from the
fire was diffused enough that our place wasn't terribly obvious. With
an overabundant fire to light the way I might encourage a whole clan of
anxious guests to come strolling up if I wasn't careful. The fact that
I had two more mouths to feed kept me focused on my task and with one
last quick look around I ventured inside.
Being the ever determined little house keeper and obedient wife-to-be
for some lucky guy Tee-la had already added to our firewood supply, so
it was a simple matter of skinning my second deer in a week and then
placing it onto the same skewer that I'd last used for a slightly larger
meat dinner. This time, however, we'd have a few vegetables to go along
with it, and Tee-la would again be proud of her accomplishments.
Once the meat was being cooked on a slightly larger fire I could tend to
my girls and my guests. The moment I turned around to face them all
four of my new friends lowered themselves to the floor with Tee-la and
Lee-sha directly in front of my feet and Tu-ma and La-ta behind them.
It was a defining moment in my life, even though I wasn't aware of it.
My ability to provide for my girls and two new guests must have proved
my worth, although I'd never intended to give them the impression that
I was anything more than a nice guy who knew how to fix stuff. Having
downed another deer literally at their feet seemed to elevate me to some
form of deity status, and it took quite a while to get any of them into
an upright posture. I could have let them continue to worship me, but
I wanted to see my girls' titties and lovely plump yonnies. Yeah, I was
getting to be a real pervert and I knew it. I just hoped nobody I knew
or might see back home would find out.
After I got all of them in a sitting position with Tee-la tight to my
left side and Lee-sha against my right the four of them began to carry
on as if they were at a family reunion and were sharing a year's worth
of gossip. I tried to follow along, but failed miserably. I gathered a
few words here and there and might have understood about one word in a
hundred of what they shared, but for the most part I just sat back and
waited until I was invited to speak. That wasn't for quite some time.
Thankfully they paid more attention to their conversations than they did
me or the meat on the spit, and I was glad for it because that meant
time would be in my favor, and I wouldn't have to talk about my family,
or parents, or how well I did in school. Up to that point my girls
accepted me for my hunting skills and generosity. They didn't need to
know I didn't have a master's or doctorate degree in astrophysics or
electrical engineering and that I was little more than a high paid space
janitor and repairman.
The deer meat had about half an hour to go before enough of it would be
done for five people to munch on, so it was time for the vegetable part
of our meal to be prepared.
"Tee-la ... nuh?"
Pointing to the previously emptied contents of her canvas bag
immediately turned Tee-la into a giggling blur of movement. She
retrieved the bag I'd given her, filled it with the food she'd gathered,
but rather than take credit for what she'd found she brought it to me,
set it down onto the ground at my knees, and then assumed the same
submissive posture as she had before. That just wouldn't do.
"Ni, Tee-la! Nuh! Tee-la, tun."
Lightly tapping on her shoulder to get her vertical and then on her bare
chest between her erect nipples once she was facing me produced a proud
smile on her face, after which she rambled on for a few seconds to her
new friends and me about which supermarket she'd found that had the best
prices or the ones who accepted double coupons on Tuesdays in the area.
She then withdrew five tubers, five small handfuls of fruit, and then
two more of mushrooms. I wasn't so sure about the mushrooms, but
everything else looked wonderful. Tee-la and Lee-sha had told me how
they might have prepared the tubers, which was to just peel and then eat
them raw, but since they looked a lot like potatoes I coaxed one of the
tubers away from Tee-la and gestured what I was about to do as I spoke.
"Tee-la ... I'm gonna bake this potato in the fire for me, but you four
can eat yours as you normally might enjoy them. I'll give you a taste
so you can see what one of my favorite side dishes tastes like cooked,
but it would be a lot better if we had some garlic, butter, sour cream,
and some chives."
All four of them just stared at me until Tee-la sidled up to my left
side, reached across my body, and then planted a nice kiss on my lips.
As soon as she leaned back and smiled Lee-sha took her place. While I
was making out with my teen girlfriend Tu-ma was whispering to La-ta,
ostensibly to tell her what I was doing. I might have expected the
slightly older teen would try to follow suit, but I already had two
little lovers and had no need for yet another one. If La-ta was by
herself I might have considered starting a harem, but with Tu-ma there I
kind of figured he'd already claimed her free time.
By the time my potato was done all I had to do was gently peel back the
brown skin to reveal a fluffy amber core that smelled more like a sweet
potato or yam than an Idaho Russet. My girls and guests were so
intrigued they seemed to forget about the deer meat grilling on the spit
little more than another two feet away for a moment. Once they tasted a
small portion of what I'd cooked their eyes went wide and they
immediately reconsidered how they wanted theirs.
Half an hour later they each cradled a cooked split tuber on the ground
between their knees and were about to be handed a nearly sizzling
portion of meat. I would have preferred they didn't do it, but before
any of them would accept the proffered venison they lowered their faces
to the floor close to their recently cooked potatoes and extended their
hands toward my knees and hips in the classic offer of submission.
Tee-la and Lee-sha received kisses for their admiration of me, but Tu-ma
and La-ta only got a gentle squeeze on their forearms. Once that part
of their display of loyalty and obedience was shared I was able to start
doling out the hot venison.
It seemed as if we ate like royalty that evening, with lots of tasty
meat available for everyone and plenty left over, the tubers almost too
much to eat for any of us, and a nice fruit dessert to top it off.
It was while I was tending to the fire that I heard Tu-ma talking to
La-ta about something behind me, their conversation indicative of a
strong need for their privacy, so I remained focused on my task and
didn't interfere with theirs. When I felt a nervous hand gently tug on
my left shoulder I knew something wasn't right.
Looking into La-ta's foggy eyes I saw an expression of surrender staring
back at me. Tu-ma had obviously hinted I needed a little payback, and
she was being offered to me as my reward for being supportive, helpful,
gracious, and generous. At the same time the slightly more mature teen
was attempting to make a clearer visual determination of how I looked by
shifting much closer to me than most people might have back on the K/C
station. Both Lee-sha and Tee-la appeared uncomfortable with what they
might have assumed was preferential treatment by Tu-ma to force me to
accept the more mature young woman.
In order to retain my position as temporary provider and potential
leader of my new clan I assumed a confident posture, tried to look
relaxed and stoic, and allowed La-ta to work her way right up to me so
she could use both her hands and clouded vision to closely examine my
facial features. She was a pretty thing and certainly would have made a
nice nighttime companion, but Lee-sha and Tee-la seemed more attractive
to me because of their obvious pubescent charms and tender development.
I'd most likely be required to accept the slightly older young woman at
some point, but for the moment I sat like a revered icon and allowed the
naked mid-teen to explore me with her slightly dirty hands. It felt
both erotic and disconcerting at the same time.
While La-ta was doing her best to make some tactile determination about
my features that her blurred vision wasn't able to confirm Tu-ma was
whispering to Lee-sha and Tee-la, their demeanor subdued and expressions
indicative of intense disappointment. Tu-ma might have assumed I'd be
more interested in the older teen or at least distracted by her constant
murmurs and touches, but I was more acute to my younger friends' mood
and feelings than ever before. That was proved when the slightly older
man began to coax my younger playmates out of our hideout and into the
growing darkness outside.
I might have been away from Earth for a few months and might even been
confused about the cultural differences of my new guests, but I could
see a setup from a mile away. The best thing for me to do was to wait
until I was really sure of Tu-ma's and La-ta's plans before I acted, so
I let him quietly hustle my girls out of sight for a moment. As soon as
I was alone with the blind blond La-ta grabbed both of my hands, lightly
tugged on them, directing me toward the deepest part of the hideout, and
assumed a face-down and butt-in-the-air posture before me.
With her forehead nearly pressed to the wooden frame along the ground
furthest from the fire she eagerly displayed her naked ass, splay her
knees as they pressed into the dirt floor, reached around her bare right
hip, and then pulled me slightly closer. The fact that we were alone
confirmed a little about their understanding of the sexual act having
some significance and that it was supposed to be conducted in private
between their provider and one of the girls rather than with other
people around.
For Tu-ma to 'offer' the older teen to me and then force my girls to
vacate their own temporary home irked me, and my only means of escaping
an inevitable 'marriage' with his sight-damaged companion was to find
some fault with her that neither of them could deny. She was certainly
willing to give her body to me and was attractive enough in her naked
state to satisfy my hormones, but I wanted more than just a physical
union with a woman, even if I might be allowed to plug her holes at
every turn until I was completely satiated sexually.
The moment she was in the appropriate position for sex and her lightly
dusted muff was available for review I acted on the belief that La-ta
was already familiar with 'the act' and began a quick inspection of her
goods before I just whipped my dick out. Using my thumbs to tease her
plump labia majora apart I began to conduct a tender examination of her
pussy from behind. Her reaction was to moan her approval and push back
into my touch, her arousal keenly indicated by a flood of lubrication
from within her vagina.
I could see her level of experience as soon as I spied her coral charms
and gently pried her nearly bald and very fat nether lips apart. La-ta
was no longer a virgin, and I could see evidence of some white sticky
stuff oozing from inside her vagina as if she'd recently been with a
man. That man was obviously Tu-ma, and why he'd pass along his toy
might have been considered normal to them, but I didn't like trying out
another man's ride, especially after he'd recently been in the saddle.
The low murmur of Tee-la's soft crying was the added incentive I needed
to discontinue my girls' impression that I much preferred La-ta's
experience over the younger girls' pubescent or prepubescent innocence.
As master of my domain and provider for all around me I felt I could do
as I wished, and at that moment I wished for my horny and recently used
visitor to drop her butt to the floor and forget about any sexual
activities with her temporary host.
"La-ta? La-ta?"
A few gentle pats on her bare bum were enough to get her attention and
for her to twist her head around to face me. Since she couldn't see
that well I added a strong tug on her right wrist and drew her in a more
upright posture. Her expression clearly indicated that she knew I'd
decided to refrain from venturing within her tender depths, and she
might have been offended enough to make a scene, except for the venue
where that display of hurt emotions would take place. Had she pissed me
off all I needed to do was kick her and Tu-ma out and they'd be back on
the road by themselves and without the benefit of my fire, food, water,
and a place out of the weather.
Once she was sitting up close to the spot where she'd been offering me
her body I heard Lee-sha begin to softly cry and knew it was time to
bring them back within the safe confines of their temporary home. With
no warning whatsoever and without turning away from La-ta I called to
my two frightened little lovers.
"Lee-sha? Tee-la?"
The next thing I heard was Tu-ma's softened voice, as if he was trying
to keep them outside and under his control.
"Ni, Lee-sha! Ni, Tee-la! Ung-rum tun La-ta nuh."
I immediately rose to my feet, stepped around the edge of our hideout,
saw both of my girls sitting next to each other facing Tu-ma, their
faces twisted and contorted from crying, and evidence on their soft
cheeks of plenty of tears. The instant they saw me emerge from beyond
the privacy of the place they'd considered their safe refuge they rose
to their knees, lowered their faces slightly while looking into my eyes,
extended their cupped hands toward my head, and silently pleaded with me
to command them. All I had to do was softly call their names and their
attitude changed significantly.
"Lee-sha, Tee-la."
Both of my hands lightly gripped their wrists and tugged them up a
little bit, Lee-sha's right leg still causing her enough distress that I
needed to help. With Tee-la tugged tight to the left side of my body I
reached around Lee-sha and lifted her over my right shoulder. She
immediately let out an appreciative whimper and eagerly draped herself
over my body. Looking right into Tu-ma's eyes I smiled and then made my
way to the protection of the shelter that my girls and I had built.
It was yet another defining moment in my future. The message had been
sent, and if he was smart Tu-ma would accept my decision without
argument. Tu-ma was so shocked at what I'd done he remained in place
and stayed outside. I'd call him back in eventually, but not until the
message was clearly understood that my word was law and I'd tended to my
young girlfriends.
My suspicion regarding how they felt about a person's proximity to a
fire led me to believe that the closer I'd keep my girls to the heat and
food the more important they'd be in my eyes and the further away the
less value someone might have. That notion was put to the test when I
brought Lee-sha and directed Tee-la back inside. Lee-sha was gently
directed to the ground as if she were made of paper-thin crystal and
then the area around her swept with my right hand as if I was her
temporary servant. Once her pert little ass was settled onto the ground
I again swept the floor with my right hand and had Tee-la take up a spot
just far enough away so I'd have room between them, her nude backside
placed onto the floor as I smiled into her stare.
The walking crutch that I'd fashioned for Lee-sha wasn't in her
possession, and to further assume dominance over my territory I located
it and then placed it on the floor at her knees, a shocked expression on
her face confirmation that she was under the impression Tu-ma might be
able to keep it. For me to place her small hands on the thick shaft and
then give her a brief kiss must have done more to cement our bond than
if I'd handed her a dozen roses and a pound of chocolates. She looked
back and seemed to grasp my level of commitment to her, a nervous smile
on her face just the proof I needed that she was beginning to like the
idea of being my queen. For me to further prove my mastery of my realm
I located Tee-la's canvas bag and placed it at her knees, our kiss a bit
longer than the one I'd shared with Lee-sha, but no more than might be
considered acceptable to both girls.
Benevolence is the mark of a great ruler, so to make sure Tu-ma knew he
wasn't immediately ostracized to certain death I stepped outside and
gestured for him to follow me with my right hand as I called his name.
"Tu-ma."
Rather than let him supplicate to me outside immediately after I called
him in I spun around and returned to the warmth and light of our small
hideout. He wasn't completely hampered by what might have been a recent
injury and hobbled around the edge of the wooden and earthen wall to see
me take my place between my queen and younger princess near the fire.
La-ta was still further back along the rear of the hollow, although she
wasn't cowering in the corner like some whipped animal, and she tried to
discern what was going on through what had to be her hazy view on the
world. The moment Tu-ma took a spot on the floor next to La-ta she
reached out to determine who it was and then waited for him to say
something. Instead of speaking he tugged on her right hand, dropped his
nose to the floor, and pulled La-ta along with him. It was an obvious
display of humility and his acceptance of my territorial superiority,
and it was imperative for me to display a sense of decorum by accepting
his show of submission. The back of their hands were touched, their
wrists gently gripped, and then their names softly spoken.
"Tu-ma, La-ta ... pee-ta."
They both immediately tilted their heads back and rose from the floor
slightly, most likely unsure of my intentions or what their next move
might be. They certainly looked bewildered and remained motionless next
to each other, but it wasn't my intention to psychologically brow-beat
either of them. Sure, our backgrounds were different and we didn't
speak the same language, but there was no need for me to make them feel
any worse for a simple cultural misunderstanding.
To further cement our bond as friends I sliced off two small samples of
meat, handed them to Tee-la, and then motioned for her to take it to our
two newest guests. For me to speak to them as Tee-la was rising from
her seated position might have overdone it a bit, but I needed for them
to know I wasn't offended ... yet.
"Tu-ma, La-ta ... nuh!"
The two immediately lowered themselves yet again and lifted their
appendages in submission to my preteen companion as if she'd suddenly
been lofted to a much higher status than ever before. In spite of her
age and any previous relationship with Tu-ma and La-ta she'd had, in my
presence my Little One became more important and they couldn't challenge
that fact without insulting the king of the castle.
Something about my older playmate's posture at my side told me to give
her some affection so she knew Tee-la wasn't positioned any higher than
Lee-sha's before our guests had arrived. Softly kissing Lee-sha and
lightly cupping one of her small breasts while gently tweaking her other
nipple seemed to afford my slightly older playmate all the comfort she
needed.
We kissed and softly loved each other for a few moments as our guests
paid homage to my younger princess. For Tee-la to smile and then softly
call our guest's names added a measure of dominance over them, and I
could tell she really enjoyed the feeling of power.
"Tu-ma, La-ta ... nuh!"
With their right hands gently pressed to the outside of Tee-la's bare
calves they acknowledged her superiority and then mine.
"Tee-la, Ung-rum, tun."
"Tee-la, Ung-rum, tun."
It actually sounded as if they'd confirmed her position over them and
yet still slightly under me, and I began to wonder if I'd inadvertently
tumbled back in time to some neolithic age. My gut tightened and a wave
of fear washed through me in an instant, the lack of radio noise, jet
travel overhead, lights on the horizon, or any other sophisticated or
modern human contact potential evidence that the anomaly I'd encountered
in space might have acted in ways that I never could have imagined.
Was it possible that the singularity could have twisted my clock around
and sent me back through some bizarre time warp? Could I be trapped in
the stone age with a multi-billion dollar shuttle as my only link to my
past, which strangely had in fact been my future?
Tee-la, Tu-ma, and La-ta's activities had gone completely unnoticed
while I tumbled down my private version of Hell on Earth, and I even
withdrew from Lee-sha a little bit. She might not have understood why I
was troubled, but I could see a kind of intense need in her eyes for me
to maintain our kiss and the lurid contact I had of her small breasts.
Both of our older guests meekly accepted the proffered food from Tee-la
and then paid homage to my youngest playmate and lover by caressing her
calves with the sides of their outstretched wrists and downward cupped
hands.
Too much had happened in a short period of time and I was beginning to
feel sick, nothing of my past of significant value save for my ability
to hunt down a meal and construct a place to live. Lee-sha seemed to
sense my discomfort and slipped her small left hand around the inside of
my upper right arm, gave me a little squeeze, and then leaned into me.
Had it not been for the depth of my internal despair I would have
responded by turning my face and gave her another lurid kiss while I
fondled her nude body. She was so deeply concerned about me that she
leaned a bit more, placed her mouth close to my right ear, and then
softly whispered.
"Lee-sha nya Ing-rum tun ka?"
How completely selfless and generous for her to want to help me, but
what could she do? I felt as if I was a man without a home nor any
future where I once had a life and the potential to make a difference.
After Tee-la had reveled in her brief adventure in a role as leader and
provider she also noticed my demeanor, settled into my other side, and
seemed uneasy about my appearance. It was obvious my actions and
attitude had a significant effect on all the lives around me, and it was
only then that I began to realize just how dangerous it would be for me
to assume too much too quickly.
Yes, I would continue to provide for my Lee-sha and Tee-la, but the
potential that I might in fact be my own great great great great great
grandfather was very troubling to me. The college class I'd taken on
theoretical time travel and the father/son/grandfather paradox left me
with a deepening sensation of dread. Everything I did from the moment I
landed back on Earth would have far-reaching implications for some
unbelievable amount of time, so I needed to tread carefully and not
leave anything to chance. Every move I made might have an effect that
might change the whole of human history, and that kind of immense burden
settled into a mired pit I called my stomach. It was way too much to
think about and I literally trembled when I thought about what I'd just
discerned.
The best thing to do after I heard Tee-la yawn was to tend to our
evening biological duties and then dole out where and how we'd all sleep
in the small space. A whispered command was all it took to get my girls
moving with me.
"Lee-sha, Tee-la ... Ingram hiss."
Tu-ma and La-ta seemed mystified when the two younger girls and I made
our way outside, and they watched us walk into the darkness for a few
seconds until Tee-la turned and softly informed them what we were up to.
"Ung-rum tun, Lee-sha, Tee-la hiss."
My two newest guests immediately rose and followed us to our communal
outdoor privy and eagerly assumed their place a bit further down along
the log I'd found to sit on. It seemed embarrassing to coax so many
people to come sit next to me to empty their bladders and bowels, but I
was still thinking like a person in a modern civilized society, and that
would have to change. The last thing all of us did was to use some
local greenery to wipe ourselves and then I dribbled some water over
everyones' hands while I showed them how to wash their appendages clean.
Of all the things I didn't want to worry about, like dysentery or
cholera, the simple process and habit of hand washing might prevent any
of us, but most of all me, from getting sick. After all, I was the
provider of my small band and needed to take better care of myself from
then on. The thought of getting sick, being injured, or dying didn't
sit well in my stomach, even after I'd washed my hands and did my best
to determine if I was back to 100% condition.
That's when I began to understand a lot more about the title I'd been
given by my two girls ... 'tun' most likely 'Master' or 'Leader' to
anyone who understood their prehistoric language. In spite of my lack
of extensive sociological studies or an anthropology degree I was about
to be thrust into a kind of real-world education that might mean my
survival ... or death.
For the moment the most important thing was to make sure everyone was
comfortable so we could settle down first and then get some sleep.
In order to establish a more healthy demeanor in my girls and to make
sure they'd also had as much as I'd offered Tu-ma and La-ta both Lee-sha
and Tee-la were provided a last minute snack of deer meat. Then the
recently skinned hides were placed on the ground fur side up for my
girls to occupy. As strange as it might have seemed to them at the time
Tee-la and Lee-sha would be allowed to sleep on something more than just
a dirt floor, and it was probably the first time in their lives they'd
had that sort of chance. After their places were defined and positioned
both of them were tugged tight to my body with our heads near the fire
and our feet toward the back of the hideout.
Tu-ma and La-ta seemed uncomfortable for a minute until I heard Lee-sha
pat the dirt floor next to her so La-ta could lie down along the right
hip of the older of my young playmates. La-ta immediately settled into
Tu-ma's left side facing him as if she'd done it for years. All it took
was one quick look over Lee-sha's naked body for me to see the familiar
relationship my two newest guests had already established. She had her
left leg hooked over his hips and her hand tucked between his thighs.
His left hand was around her back under her neck, his arm draped down
her body, his digits nestled far between her cheeks, and a rather
obvious rhythmic motion of his fingers deep under her ass. That was
confirmation La-ta liked to be fingered while they were lying down
preparing to sleep ... or at least tolerated it.
Lee-sha and Tee-la seemed content to just hold and snuggle into me as I
lie facing up with their hands across my body and mine around theirs.
The sound of the fire as the wood crackled and snapped was a nice
backdrop for our eventual slumber, but my mind was polluted with ideas
that I might have fallen into a hole that I'd never be able to climb out
of. I lie awake for a long time with a whole new set of fears torturing
me, my lovely naked young companions apparently completely unconcerned
with their future beyond the next five minutes. As long as I was there
to provide for and protect them from harm they'd be content to live out
their lives as naked slaves. I would, however, need more than a
hand-to-mouth existence and a nice pussy to fuck once or twice a night.
Sure, my troubles would be less as a result of my new life; I wouldn't
have to be concerned with insurance, taxes, medical bills, retirement,
or if my contract with the K/C Station would be renewed at the end of my
term, but I'd also never get to listen to my MP3 player, or watch a
movie, or taste a chocolate shake.
The first dream I had scared me awake, the sensation and visual image of
my falling down a long black and white spiral tube that had teeth near
the focus just beneath my feet. I stared at the ceiling of our hideout
while I listened to my own heartbeat hammering in my chest, the warmth
of my girls alongside grounding me in a kind of alternate reality that
might afford me a much less complicated future. For Tee-la to tug my
face to the left so we could share a silent kiss forced the evil demons
of my past and unknown future out of my mind for the next few minutes,
our lips quietly exchanging intimate contact and my tongue coming out to
steal my first sample inside her mouth for the night.
Tee-la seemed far more interested in our being together and in love than
anything I might have considered important, so I surrendered to the
possibility that I was stuck in some prehistoric adventure with two
young naked stone age girls and an uncertain outcome. Our kiss slowly
evolved into our faces snuggled close and what I thought was a wide
smile on my Little One. She seemed to know we'd be okay, and at that
moment I couldn't argue, nor did I want to try. Our kiss ended, she
nestled her face under my chin, slipped her left hand between my thighs,
and tried to provide solace and comfort by massaging my cock. I might
have been worried about my past and future, but for the moment the
pleasure she was providing me was a nice present.
The next time I woke up I could hear two people moaning and the obvious
sounds of sex. Since my girls were safely tucked to my sides and at
least one of them had her preteen hand between my legs I knew the love
being expressed was shared amid our newest guests. La-ta sounded as if
she liked to be stroked hard, because her rhythmic moans left me with
the impression that Tu-ma was pounding her from behind and her face was
repeatedly being shoved into the ground. His muffled grunt and strained
groan hinted at a climax that I secretly hungered for, the image in my
mind of her vagina leaking a little of his sperm forcing me to rethink
what I might have wanted to share at that moment. I needed to get laid,
but I could wait until some future night when Lee-sha or possibly even
my young Tee-la would coax me into something other than oral sex.
The music of love had such a profound effect on me that I wasn't aware
of my middle fingers slowly teasing out plenty of slick lubrication from
the entrance of my girls' vaginas. The lurid noise of passion had
subverted my actions from cupping and light fondling of my young
partners' asses and that delicious and deep slit between their thighs to
a strong desire to explore their virgin bodies without reluctance or
hesitation while they slept. The only way I could go back to sleep was
to think of a bald vulva pressed onto my mouth and my tongue teasing out
the timid whimpers of a young girl in the throws of first-time pleasure.
I began to wonder why Tu-ma had been such a cherished person for both my
girls, his demeanor around me polite and reserved, but his offer of
La-ta making me wonder if he had plans for Lee-sha and Tee-la that
didn't involve me and might have included their sexual education or
submission. It was time to return to the only home I might ever be
comfortable and welcome in, so we'd be on the move once the sun rose.
In spite of my reservations and a certain amount of envy I was lulled to
sleep by the constant groans, whimpers, squishes, and sticky wet slurps
being generated somewhere just outside our temporary shelter.
Being kissed awake before it was light definitely had its advantages.
For Lee-sha to be lying over me and munching on my lips was a little
surprising, but I liked her slightly more aggressive demeanor after
La-ta had been brought into the tension-filled equation. Once she
realized I was awake she pulled back a little, smiled at me, looked
around our hideout, and then shifted her naked hips over my face without
stirring Tee-la awake. I could still hear Tu-ma and La-ta going at it
somewhere in the immediate area and knew their relationship was little
more than her survival to satisfy his sexual needs. It was obvious why
my older playmate was horny, and I didn't mind her need for attention
one little bit.
With Lee-sha looking down her body and then centering her vulva over my
mouth I stared up into her quivering grin and wrapped my hands around
her tight teen ass. For the next hour or so we shared a very quiet but
incredibly erotic sexual union between her bald pussy and my hungry lips
and tongue. My lovely and very horny teen playmate was suffused with an
almost continuous series of stuttering bucks and irregular undulations
of her bare hips, the degree of her addiction to my growing sexual
perversion building each time she had another orgasm. We were both
heavily influenced by the lewd sounds coming from another couple fucking
like animals no more than ten feet away in the dark just outside our
hideout.
Tee-la remained at my left side, but she wasn't nearly as asleep as I'd
suspected. It was only her left hand tucked further between my thighs
and gently caressed my cock safely inside my clothes that proved she was
awake while her slightly older companion's body surged and pulsated to
my continuous lingual stimulation. It might have been rude to open my
eyes wide and then look toward my left while I was doing my best to wear
Lee-sha down, but I'm glad I did. Tee-la was staring right into my
sideways gaze and smiling at me apparently under the impression that
she'd be next on the mustache express. I couldn't blame her for
thinking it would not only be allowed but also encouraged, because the
man who they'd revered and must have trusted, Tu-ma, was just as likely
to have sex with La-ta feet away from the entrance to our hideout while
the rest of us were quietly resting.
Thankfully Lee-sha fell slightly forward with one of her hands gripping
my hair before she made any noise, but I still had to deal with a face
full of her viscous emissions as her pussy was pressed into my mouth.
To lick her as clean as possible took me a minute or so and she might
have preferred I not be quite so thorough, but I wasn't about to have
her lying naked next to me and sending pheromones to another man who was
just as hungry for sex as a brainless male dog with a stiff prick. She
was eventually able to lift her bald vulva away from my mouth and then
tumble to my right to get some rest, and to make her smell less sexually
attractive to my newest male competitor I pulled her tight to my body
and then draped the first deer hide over her hips and legs fur side in.
It must have felt comforting to Lee-sha because she snuggled into me a
bit more and tugged the uncured natural blanket around her body more
completely.
For Tee-la to lean over my chest and whisper to Lee-sha seemed strange
until I heard what she was saying.
"Lee-sha? Tee-la nuh Ung-rum tun?"
Apparently 'nuh' also included the concept of sexual activities, and
Lee-sha whispered back to her younger companion.
"Tee-la nuh Ing-rum tun, ka."
As soon as my youngest playmate heard her companion's response Tee-la
rose slightly, lifted her left knee, carefully directed it over my face,
and placed it alongside my right ear. She shifted around to center her
bald and incredibly plump vulva over my mouth as if to perform a perfect
landing, even with Lee-sha's slick lubrication still around my lips, and
then settled down until I was kissing her nether lips as I might her
mouth. For me to enjoy having oral sex with a preteen might get me into
trouble for years if society ever found out about it, but for me to want
to pleasure Tee-la so fervently and afford her clitoris and vaginal
opening with a nearly continuous barrage of intense tactile stimulation
could get me killed.
Tee-la kept her vocalizations surprisingly subdued for the longest time
until the three of us heard a new kind of sexual music that involved
another of La-ta's orifices. The slurping, sucking, licking, and moans
coming from the older teen as she fellated her male lover was too much
for my youngest playmate, her hips undulating onto my mouth as if she
wanted me to fuck her. To provide her a little satisfaction I extended
my tongue as far as I could beyond my lips, stiffened it as much as was
possible, and let my preteen sexual partner masturbate herself on it.
The familiar metallic taste of blood on my tongue was a sure sign that
Tee-la and I had begun to rip her hymen through our oral union. It
might prove difficult for us in the morning if her vagina was bleeding,
but I'd have to deal with that when the time came. For the moment the
only thing I could do was help my young lover feel good and provide the
kind of support an older lover was supposed to when his tender partner
was becoming aware of her sexuality for the first time.
Tee-la didn't last much longer than a few more minutes of what I knew
might be the stinging pain of her new adulthood, because she used both
hands to hold herself up slightly and break the contact I had with her
vulva. After she lifted herself off my face and shifted to the side I
knew to share in her special awareness, so I tugged on Lee-sha and rose
slightly into a leaning posture in front of Tee-la. There was adequate
light from the fire for me to see enough of her body for a more complete
examination, and assuming as their master I'd be entitled to do it, I
splay Tee-la's thighs and reached toward her pussy.
"Let me see, Baby. If I hurt you I need to help."
She looked at me with a puzzled expression, but she didn't prevent my
access to her body. Using my right index finger and thumb I carefully
pried her labia apart and tenderly checked for the loss of her hymen,
but thankfully only a small tear was noted along the open side of her
vagina. I'd hurt her a little bit, but she was still technically a
virgin. To provide some relief I pulled her into a kneeling position
and then pressed my face between her thighs sideways so I could lave her
vaginal opening. She must have liked the more tender means of providing
comfort, because she held my head in place and pushed into my mouth. It
felt nice for her to have a little cum while rocking her bald labia into
my face, and I let her control how hard I pressed into her clitoris and
how deep I ventured into her vaginal opening.
Once she grew tired of my antics I felt her lightly push against my
forehead, so I pulled back a little, looked at her incredibly sexy
development, kissed her pussy a few times, and then looked up into her
eyes with a broad smile on my face. I must have looked horribly dirty,
because she moved back and then lowered her face to mine. For the next
few moments she licked all around my mouth like a puppy sucking up any
leftover milk from her mother's teat. Rather than restrict her lingual
and labial act of cleaning my mouth she eventually lie down on top of me
and changed her activities to just kissing me. Lee-sha might have been
slightly annoyed, but I never let her consider being mad at either me or
her younger companion, because I slipped my right hand down the front of
her body under the deer hide and tucked my fingers between her thighs.
As long as Tee-la wanted to kiss me I was going to fondle and gently
masturbate Lee-sha. They both seemed to like the arrangement, because
neither of them changed their positions or made me stop until Tu-ma and
La-ta stumbled their way under the protective cover of the canopy.
The three of us stopped moving and Tee-la pulled back slightly as soon
as we sensed our guests' presence, our eyes locked onto every one of
their movements until Tu-ma lie down and pulled La-ta on top of him.
The way the older teen rested her face against his body with her
forehead along and tucked under the left side of his chin his eyes
wouldn't be able to see what the three of us were up to. After they
settled down and stopped moving Tee-la lowered her face to mine for the
next portion of our kissing lesson and my right middle and index fingers
resumed their silent tango with Lee-sha's plump labia majora, clitoris,
and vaginal opening. Her rhythmic thrusts into my hand were ample
indication that she enjoyed my light masturbation activities, so I kept
up her pleasure while Tee-la increased her knowledge of lip and tongue
play.
The feel of Tee-la's pert little ass under my left hand was just enough
impetus for her to arch her back a little and wordlessly ask for some
fondles of her own. At least one and often times two digits were able
to snake down between her silken cheeks and tease at her developing
womanhood, small jerks and tremors washing through her body when I hit
the right spot. None of us remained still for very long that night,
Tu-ma's fingers working his naked teen lover's pussy from behind, my
right hand gently masturbating my older young lover from the front, my
left hand tickling and fondling my youngest lover's ass and pussy with
my digits busy around her back side, and my lips and tongue wrestling
with her soft and willing mouth. Back home the place would have sounded
and probably smelled like a brothel.
I wasn't quite ready for the sun to peak above the horizon behind the
fire, but I knew it was time for at least three of us to make our way
back to the creek for a well deserved bath and then onto the Oregon-4 so
I could plan what I was going to do after that. I'd still need to do
some additional exploring and see if what I'd observed while descending
from space was in fact a city in the distance, but until Lee-sha was
feeling better and we had some food and more adequate water reserves I
wasn't about to go trekking across the countryside with two and possibly
four strangers, three of whom weren't fit for lots of exercise.
Tee-la was my first concern, any evidence of her slightly torn hymen
sure to frighten her and Lee-sha if any blood had seeped out between her
chubby thighs. Lee-sha was kissed, gently rolled onto her back so I
could retrieve my hand from between her muscular legs, and then kissed
once again just because she looked so cute first thing in the morning.
I then rolled Tee-la onto her back, splay her thighs, and then gently
used both sets of fingers to pry her bald labia apart so I could look at
her vaginal opening. There was a dried rivulet of dark red at the
entrance to her pussy and thankfully nothing more.
All it took was a series of long slow licks for me to clean her up, and
when I felt her hips roll under and her pussy shoved into my face I
focused my attention on her clitoris. She must have liked being teased
awake with my tongue, because she gripped my head with both of her small
hands and kept me tight to her naked pussy for a nice little while. It
felt hideously immoral to have oral sex with a preteen girl, but as long
as nobody else found out and Tee-la enjoyed my attention to her pussy
I'd keep doing it. A light tug on my hair and a timid whisper falling
into my ears was my cue to give Tee-la a break.
"Ung-rum tun, Tee-la hiss."
Had I enjoyed water sports I could have lifted her knees into the air
and then had her hold them to her tummy so I could lick furiously at her
vagina and tickle her urethra. Instead I pulled back a little, looked
at her plump pussy, gave her a couple of butterfly kisses, looked up her
naked body, and then winked at her with a nasty smile on my face. She
liked that and softly giggled.
"Tee-hee."
Before I dare let Tee-la move too far I rose to my knees, turned around,
and then kissed Lee-sha awake. I had no desire to leave her with Tu-ma
for any length of time after what I'd heard the night before.
"Come on, Baby ... let's go pee."
She yawned, reached around my neck playfully, so I pushed against the
ground with my hands beside her body and lifted her into a sitting
position. I gave her another kiss, unclasped her hands, and then
hovered over Tee-la so I could give her the same sort of treatment.
They both must have thought I was their greatest gift from the gods,
because after I lifted Tee-la into a sitting position they both just
stared at me with an amazed look on their faces. I liked keeping them
guessing and hoped to dazzle them with my generosity and kindness for
quite a while.
My girls looked so sexy next to me in the nude, and I hoped I'd be able
to keep them that way for a very long time. Rather than have Lee-sha
hobble to our temporary latrine I slipped my left arm around her body,
tucked my fingers under her left arm and over her small left titty, and
then repeated my deed with my smaller playmate. Walking slowly and
letting Lee-sha dictate the speed of our movements was the right thing
to do, because she seemed to enjoy testing how well her leg was
recovering. By the time we were nearly at the fallen log and had taken
our places facing the sun she was able to take her first tentative steps
unaided. That was a very good sign, as was the reduced redness along
the outside of her right calf. Soon she'd be chasing me down and
forcing me onto my back so she could mount my face, or whatever else
might have felt nice to her.
It might have been rude to carve all the meat from the deer carcass
while my older guests were still asleep, but I needed to travel over
fifteen or twenty miles back to the Oregon-4 with one recovering teen
lover, her younger companion, possibly a crippled man slightly older
than me, and his middle-teen blind playmate. While I carefully trimmed
as much meat from the cooked carcass as possible I had both Lee-sha and
Tee-la place the morsels into another zippered plastic bag that was
stored inside my pack. For our first meal of the day I placed an equal
portion of meat into my girls' mouths and smiled as they chewed and
enjoyed their food. Each time I provided yet more for their health and
continued existence they'd cower or supplicate to me. As long as I
didn't abuse their praise or made a big deal about it I'd allow the
almost constant displays of humbled affection.
After the carcass was cleaned fairly well I remembered what both Lee-sha
and Tee-la had done a few days before, so I wrenched a few long rib
bones off and handed them to my girls. They beamed as they accepted my
gifts and rather than throw themselves to my feet they both lunged
forward to give me a nice kiss. I'd never kissed two girls at the same
time before, but I could get used to it.
As the last of the meat was carved off the carcass and with both of my
girls quietly munching on their third venture into the small stack of
ribs Tu-ma and La-ta stirred for the first time. Trying to be the best
possible host I retrieved a handful of cooked meat and softly coaxed my
guests to join us.
"Tu-ma, La-ta ... nuh."
Tu-ma practically threw his teen lover onto her ass when he tried to
rise to his knees and lowered his chin to the dirt with his cupped right
hand extended in my direction. La-ta actually chastised the brute for
dumping her to the ground so quickly.
"NI, TU-MA!"
Tu-ma immediately whispered to La-ta and must have wanted her to assume
the same sort of posture he had.
"Shuh, La-ta! Ung-rum tun, nuh ka!"
Her sight might have been lacking, but her hearing was quite acute,
because she spun in place and repeated what Tu-ma had done immediately.
Before her male lover could La-ta softly humbled herself to me verbally
and extended her turned-under right hand forward and blindly pressed it
up between my thighs and into my slightly hardened cock.
"Ung-rum tun!"
It was a nice gesture for which she might eventually be rewarded
properly, but I was sure she hadn't intended on shoving her hand in that
particular location. Normally she would have pressed her wrist against
the outside of my leg, but because of her lack of sight she might have
inadvertently directed her gesture to another more intimate place.
Rather than extend any embarrassment they might have felt I tapped on
the back of La-ta's right forearm with a nice hunk of cooked meat and
reversed the pecking order for just a moment. I could have tapped on
the back of her arm with another form of living flesh, but for the
moment her meal was more important.
"La-ta, Tu-ma ... nuh."
She was the first one to tilt her head up and look toward me, a broad
smile on her face indicative of a perverse sense of pride at being
called first and having a gift of food handed to her rather than her
male associate. Smiling at her most likely wasn't noticed, but doing so
kept me in the social graces of polite society. Miss Manners might not
be born for another sixty thousand years, but there was no need for me
to revert to Neanderthal manners just because I suspected that's where
I might be in the grand scheme of things.
With Tu-ma and La-ta eating breakfast and keeping a respectful distance
from me while I was preparing the rest of my belongings I'd need to
figure out how I was going to tell them what my plans were. My pack and
the deer skin wrapped kindling were withdrawn from our hideout first,
then my walking stick, and then Lee-sha's walking crutch. Once
everything was placed outside in the sun Lee-sha and Tee-la seemed to
understand that I'd decided to find another place to sleep and eat.
Neither of them uttered a sound or attempted to delay what I was going
to suggest, both of them helpful when I'd gesture for them to take or
move something, or perfectly willing to just stand or sit out of the way
while I was working.
It was time to break the news to Tu-ma and La-ta.
"Tu-ma, La-ta ... Ingram, Lee-sha, Tee-la ... "
Extending my left hand in the opposite direction from where they'd
arrived after I spoke my youngest lover's name was all the hint they
needed to immediately stop munching on a rib bone they'd been given and
look up at me with a genuinely pitiful expression. Their faces were
filled with a kind of absolute terror that I'd never witnessed before,
the impression they must have had akin to my cutting a rope that held
them safely tied to my life raft in the ocean.
Tu-ma immediately threw himself forward and almost knocked me over
backward when he gripped my ankles and whimpered shamelessly.
"Ni, Ung-rum tun! Ni! La-ta nuh Ung-rum tun!"
For him to again offer his young lover seemed offensive to me for
multiple reasons, the greatest of which was his lack of concern for her
well being and then without asking her permission first. It was more
obvious by the day that I'd stumbled into a stone-age culture that
valued women as nothing more than disposable goods. Strangely La-ta
reiterated her older lover's sentiments and knee-walked toward me with
one of her hands extended to my face and her other one cupping her nude
and lightly dusted muff.
"Ni, Ung-rum tun! La-ta nuh Ung-rum tun, ka!"
Okay, so La-ta had finally stepped up and made it known that she had
some value as my alternate bed warmer and was willing to offer her
services if I should want them, so I smiled and confirmed her statement
with enough doubt to keep my ass from being ripped apart by any of my
prehistoric visitors.
"Tu-ma .... La-ta nuh Ingram, ka?"
He seemed to grasp the finer points of my potentially accepting La-ta as
my sex partner by nodding his head without looking up, but I couldn't be
absolutely sure until some other time. I'd have to get her cleaned up
enough first, though, and that still said nothing about Tu-ma or his
role in my small clan.
In order for us to communicate on a more equal level I gently pushed him
away so he could look up into my face, or so I could kneel down so we
could talk man-to-man. But the moment I pushed against his head and
stepped back a foot he immediately lunged forward again.
"Ni, Ung-rum, tun!"
I then called his name out twice in a less commanding tone.
"Tu-ma? Tu-ma?"
He might not have wanted to look up at me, but I pushed the point and
spoke more sternly.
"TU-MA!"
He immediately tilted his head up and looked into my gaze as if I might
cut his throat. Gesturing with my hands I tried to tell him that I
wanted to kneel down next to my girls.
"Tu-ma ... Ingram ka?"
The idea must have come across, because he shifted backward a foot or so
and then watched me drop to the floor between my naked girlfriends. For
them to lean into me, tilt their heads against my shoulders, and then
gently caress my back and neck confirmed their value to me and their
position in our relationship to Tu-ma. It was imperative I make it
perfectly clear to him how valuable they were to me unhurt and sexually
clean as quickly as possible. I looked into the girls' eyes without
smiling for a moment to see if they might say or do anything, but they
just looked back submissively as if they didn't want to jeopardize their
place if they asked for something that I wasn't prepared to provide.
That's when I needed to give Tu-ma an opportunity to state his case, to
see if he had the balls and intelligence to speak for himself, and then
assume some kind of position that I'd approve of. I didn't want to
refer to my girls as sexual fodder and living slaves, but my knowledge
of their language hampered my ability to illustrate more sophisticated
concepts.
"Lee-sha nuh, Tee-la nuh, La-ta nuh Ingram, ka. Tu-ma?"
Shrugging and then looking around the small and nearly empty hideout
should have made my point clear enough even for La-ta, and Tu-ma didn't
hesitate for more than a few seconds before he stated his case.
"Ung-rum tun ... Tu-ma eela!"
Touching his left index finger near his left eye and then sweeping his
right hand out in a wide arc toward the valley behind me seemed to
indicate his ability to see well enough to act as security guard. Okay,
that was a good trait. I didn't have to say anything before he added
yet more.
"Tu-ma ooba!"
Cupping his right ear and slowly shifting his head side-to-side must
have meant that he could hear fairly well, so his watchman role was
enhanced again. What he did next seemed confusing for a moment, but I
didn't challenge him.
"Tu-ma puku!"
Gesturing with his hands in a digging motion must have meant that he
could help the girls hunt for roots, tubers, berries, and any other
non-moving food items.
"Tu-ma fost-ahhh!"
Smacking his open left palm with his right index finger and thumb two
times, and then sliding his flattened hand turned ninety degrees to his
left forearm back and forth seemed like peculiar skills until I thought
he might have meant his ability to make tools. That would be quite
handy indeed, so his worth was significantly enhanced.
Before he was able to offer any more information I held my hand up in
the international 'stop' gesture and decided to challenge his position
in how my girls were going to be treated. He was already submissive
enough as a crippled man who needed to rely upon others for their
generosity, so forcing him to give me his extensive resume in verbal
form would have been pushing the point, but I needed for him to openly
acknowledge my wishes for him to keep his dirty hands off my girls.
"Tu-ma ... Lee-sha nuh Ingram, ka?"
To clarify my point I turned to Lee-sha and motioned for her to stand up
next to me. It took her a few moments because of her injured right leg,
but once she was upright and holding onto me for support she smiled down
at me as I looked up into her lovely eyes. I then pointed to her mouth
and even stroked her bee-stung crimson lips with the face of my left
index and middle fingers. I was hoping he'd get the idea that her lips
and mouth were off limits.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
I then cupped her small right and then left breast and tweaked her
nipples as I spoke to Tu-ma.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
I lowered my hand to her bald mons, cupped it, and then lightly
squeezed.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
To really give my teen lover a nice thrill I slipped my left middle
finger between her plump labia majora where her clitoris was hiding and
lightly rolled her nubbin around in a series of small circles. She
moaned and flinched, but she didn't slap my hand away or complain.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
Since Lee-sha didn't seem to mind and because I had to be absolutely
certain Tu-ma knew her vagina was very precious to me I removed my digit
from her pleasure button, carefully splay her knees away from each other
so I wouldn't cause her any pain while she shifted her right foot. I
then teased her plump nether lips apart with my right index finger and
thumb, and then tenderly stroked her vaginal opening with a series of
back and forth motions using my left middle finger. Lee-sha looked like
she was getting close to pushing me backward so she could ride my face
for a few minutes, but my stern tone toward Tu-ma must have confirmed I
was only tickling her for illustrative purposes.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
To establish complete control over her body I removed my hands and
fingers, with a little whimper as confirmation that Lee-sha might want
me to finish her off, slowly turned her around, pushed against her upper
back so she'd bend over forward, forced her feet away from each other a
little bit, and then teased her pert teen ass cheeks apart so I could
caress her pursed sphincter. She grunted when I slowly stroked up and
down over her very sensitive anal opening and nearly clamped her thighs
together to prevent my access, but she seemed to accept my need to be
absolutely sure I'd covered everything.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
She might have wanted me to fondle and molest her for another hour, but
instead I removed my digit, helped her vertical, turned her around, and
then helped her to her previous kneeling position tight to my right
side. I then stared harshly into his eyes and waited. I'm glad I
didn't have to wait very long before Tu-ma spoke and confirmed that I'd
ordered him to comply.
"Lee-sha nuh Ung-rum, ka! Ni Tu-ma nuh!"
I then turned to Tee-la who was grinning like a Cheshire cat and most
likely incredibly anxious for me to repeat with her what I'd done with
Lee-sha. She rose to her feet, splay her feet a little bit, and leaned
into my body before I asked her to. It was clear she wanted to have a
turn with my fingers in front of her slightly older companion and two
older guests. It certainly wasn't a requirement for me to be so
specific with the bodies of both of my girls, but I wanted to be
absolutely sure Tu-ma understood what I meant. I also enjoyed playing
with my young playmates' bodies enough to make a rude game of it. The
fact that Tee-la was a preteen and a lot more eager to play naughty
games with me made my task mandatory.
"Tu-ma ... Tee-la nuh Ingram, ka?"
I caressed her puckered and bee-stung crimson lips with the face of my
right index and middle fingers and lightly stroked across her silken
softness until I felt her kiss my digits. I could have given her a real
kiss at that moment, but knew to wait until we were alone, or at least
later on when I wouldn't feel so embarrassed about doing it.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
I then cupped her small right and then left breast buds and tweaked her
erect pink nipples as I spoke to Tu-ma.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
I lowered my hand to her bald pooching mons, cupped it, slipped my
middle finger between her plump vulva, and then lightly squeezed. She
seemed to like being fondled in public, because she arched her back
slightly and pushed into my hand.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
To really give my preteen lover a nice thrill I slipped my left middle
finger further between her plump upper nether lips where her clitoris
was waiting for me to give her a nice thrill and openly began to
masturbate her by flicking her nubbin around in an array of up and down
movements. She nearly doubled over from the crude display and wonderful
game, but she didn't make me remove my fingers, nor did she utter a
single word of objection. Lee-sha leaned forward to look around my body
and watched me finger her younger companion with a lewd smile on her
face, the teen most likely enjoying my being that naughty. I would have
wanted to take her younger friend all the way to orgasm, but I needed to
make my point.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
Since Tee-la was far too anxious for some private fun I traded my right
longest digit with my left middle finger and allowed it to remain
against her clitoris. I then used my right index finger and thumb to
tease her labia apart and exposed her glistening vaginal opening. With
Tee-la headed for her next cum of the day and my desire to keep her just
below the boiling point I then tenderly stroked her vaginal opening with
a series of in and out motions using my right middle finger. Tee-la was
getting close to orgasm so I lingered for a moment longer than necessary
and pretended to lose my place. She was doing her best to restrict how
urgently she wanted to hump her hips into my touch, so I helped her
along until she began to twitch unconsciously. Once she was in
full-orgasm mode I knew how to keep her there for a few more moments,
turned toward Tu-ma, and repeated my stern tone.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
Tee-la didn't want me to, but that part of my formal demonstration was
over, so I removed my fingers from bald preteen Heaven. They wouldn't
be removed for long, though.
After a few moment's delay Tee-la was turned around and with the inside
of the mid-section on my left middle finger over her clitoris to keep
her going I slipped the tip down to the opening of her vagina. I then
applied light pressure on her upper back with my right hand and felt her
fight the need to just drop to her knees. Her feet were coaxed away
from each other and then I teased her pert preteen butt open so I could
wiggle a curious digit against her bright pink and circular arrayed
sphincter. She groaned out loud when I pushed against her ass and
couldn't fight the instinctive need to grip my right hand and left
digits between her slightly chubby thighs. She wasn't able to prevent
my access, and she seemed to be unsure whether I was showing Tu-ma what
he couldn't get or if I really was showing him what belonged to me.
"Ni Tu-ma nuh."
Once the full measure of her cum pervaded her smaller body I stopped
sexually abusing her, had to fight to get her vertical, turned her
around, and then nearly had a face full of preteen hunger. After I gave
her pud a little butterfly kiss I leaned back and winked at her and got
a quivering smile as my reward. Once she seemed more in control of her
senses she was returned to her previous kneeling position tight to my
left side and a gentle kiss to her mouth added as a lusty treat. To
keep all things equal I turned to face Lee-sha and kissed her even more
romantically than I had Tee-la.
It was a potentially dangerous tactic to be so forceful and commanding
regarding the ownership and sexual superiority to both of the younger
girls, primarily because I knew nothing of Tu-ma and his abilities. He
might try to slit my throat or choke me to death in my sleep if he was
mad or humiliated enough with my display, but that would have put him in
an even more dangerous role as sole provider to two more younger girls.
I wasn't sure if Lee-sha and Tee-la might seek vengeance for my having
been killed, but being so bold and telling the older guy they belonged
to me in such a crude and obvious manner could have made the guy go
postal.
Just as I'd done before I stared harshly into Tu-ma's eyes and waited.
It didn't take more than a second after I'd stopped moving before he
spoke and confirmed that he was never to touch anything that belonged to
me without my expressed permission. He'd never get it, but he didn't
know that. When I heard his voice I knew I could relax a little bit. I
just hoped his memory was good enough to last beyond one or two nights,
and it felt really good to hear his next crude pronouncement.
"Tee-la nuh Ung-rum, ka! Ni Tu-ma nuh!"
To see if he'd be willing to sacrifice his own sex partner I tried
something that would surely test his desire to eat versus fuck. La-ta
had already volunteered her services to me and freely sanctioned my
having her body, so I was unsure how Tu-ma would react to my next
question.
"Tu-ma ... La-ta nuh Ingram, ka?"
La-ta smiled and turned toward her slightly older male lover to perceive
how he might answer. She even leaned much closer toward him and placed
one of her hands on his face to determine how he was going to respond.
He hesitated for a second and then while looking right into my eyes said
what I knew he would. I also knew he was lying and would find a way to
get at his playmate the first time I let them out of my sight. Rather
than fondle and molest La-ta I made it look like both Lee-sha and Tee-la
couldn't remain vertical and hugged them tight to my body. He was a
better man than I thought, because he looked me right in the eyes as he
answered.
"La-ta nuh Ung-rum, ka! Ni Tu-ma nuh!"
In order to restore his dignity and 'face' and because I knew full well
that he was going to fuck his younger lover before the week was out
anyway, I dropped a little prehistoric bomb onto the floor at his knees.
"Ni, Tu-ma. La-ta nuh Tu-ma, ka."
La-ta immediately turned to face me and lost her smile for a moment.
She must have been disappointed that I wasn't going to claim her as my
newest sexual partner, but she also must have liked the idea that her
last and most likely long-time lover hadn't been taken away from her. I
decided to put a fine point on maintaining our separate ownership of our
younger sexual playmates and made Tu-ma a generous offer.
"Tu-ma ... La-ta ni Ingram nuh. La-ta nuh Tu-ma, ka."
His smile eventually grew and I saw him turn to face his older teen
lover, possibly to see what her expression was. He might have seen some
disappointment or maybe a little reluctance, but La-ta was a smarter
young lady than I gave her credit for. Rather than have a new playmate
and lover for a reduced amount of time because of Lee-sha and Tee-la's
prior acceptance she could have her older male companion exclusively and
he could have her body as often as he wanted.
Her approval of the established order was then tested and confirmed, my
voice soft but firm and directed toward the young lady in question.
"La-ta ... La-ta nuh Tu-ma, ka?"
She didn't even wait to reply. She shifted her way toward his body,
cupped her vulva with one hand, and then slipped her hand between his
thighs so she could get a handful of his cock with her free hand. His
hormones had the appropriate effect on his brain, because he slipped his
left hand between her thighs and pushed her smaller hand out of the way
so he could touch what was proclaimed as his sole property and full time
playground. To see his hand twist under as his longest digit left
disappeared inside her body confirmed that he wanted to prove his
dominance over me where La-ta was concerned.
Lee-sha, Tee-la, and I just watched as he slowly finger fucked his horny
young playmate. He could have kept up his sexual antics until I had at
least one little girl over my face, but we needed to start our hike.
"Tu-ma, La-ta ... Lee-sha, Tee-la ... "
Once I got his attention by calling my girls' names he looked into my
eyes and saw me pointing my outstretched arm and right index finger
toward the high side of the slope. La-ta grumbled at the removal of
Tu-ma's finger, but she must not have been brave enough for her and her
lover to be left by themselves and just tugged herself tight to his
side.
It took a few more minutes to sort out our supplies, Tu-ma trying to
figure out how he and La-ta could carry the two bundles of kindling
wrapped in the two deer hides. I located the twine in my pack, wrapped
the two bundles of wood together first, and then fashioned two loops at
the ends for her arms to slip through. The narrow twine was sure to cut
into her skin after six or seven hours of walking and I reconsidered
just dumping all the wood in favor of anything we could find later on.
It seemed the best decision, since I could store the kindling inside our
hideout in case one of us went on an extended hike in that direction and
needed a place to stop for the night or a few days.
Lee-sha still had a bit of a limp, so I considered carrying her over my
shoulder as I had while I trekked up the valley. That way Tu-ma could
borrow her walking crutch and La-ta could use my walking stick to help
her stay out of harm's way. Tee-la might want to be snuggled onto my
right hip with her arms around my neck if she didn't want to walk, and
I'd have my pack to help counterbalance the extra weight of both girls
on my left shoulder and right hip, but she seemed to be in great shape
and could walk unaided. A few minutes after everything was put in place
and all our supplies stuffed under arms or in my pack we were finally
off.
It seemed strange for me to lead the way with one naked girl draped over
my body and the other one holding my hand as if she might get lost along
the way, but very little about my return to Earth could ever again be
considered typical. Rather than just trek off through the trees at full
speed I decided to see how well my two new guests could hike. It was a
good plan, because it took me a few tries to get Lee-sha appropriately
positioned so she was balanced and I could easily turn around every once
in a while to check on Tu-ma and La-ta. Tu-ma got the hang of walking
with the crutch and La-ta felt more confident using my walking stick to
help guide her way as she held onto Tu-ma's left arm or the thick shaft
of his crutch. Since we had a long hike ahead of us I focused my mind
onto the end of our journey and kept my eyes forward.
About an hour into our hike I stopped in a nice clearing, let Lee-sha
climb off my body for a break, and gave Tee-la a hug and a kiss just
because she looked cute. Tu-ma and La-ta weren't as far behind as I
thought, and the three of us waited for them to catch up. When they did
I removed one of the zippered plastic bags of meat and a single bottle
of water from my pack in preparation of a quick meal. The moment my
four naked companions saw what I was up to they assumed a submissive
posture with Lee-sha and Tee-la closest to me and Tu-ma and La-ta
directly behind them.
My girls were tugged closer and vertical until they were kneeling at my
feet, allowed to reach inside the bag for a sample of cooked deer meat,
and then I whispered for them to get two more pieces to be handed to
their older guests.
"Lee-sha, Tee-la? Nuh Tu-ma, nuh La-ta."
They both immediately knew what I was trying to communicate, even though
my prehistoric grammar was most likely so bad they wanted to laugh at
me or even swat my arm in protest.
Both girls handed the single extra sample of cooked venison to our new
guests and received the same sort of submissive praise I expected. It
made me feel good to see the newest members of my clan pay homage to my
girls after my name was mentioned.
"Ung-rum tun, Lee-sha tun, Tee-la tun."
"Ung-rum tun, Lee-sha tun, Tee-la tun."
The five of us then settled into a circle with my girls at my sides and
our hands holding the slightly cured meat. While we ate the water
bottle was passed around until everyone had a nice long drink and the
last quarter was left for me. I considered gulping it down, but I
wanted to make a display of closing the bottle and putting it back
inside the pack. They might have understood my desire to again show a
measure of equality, or at the very least polite consideration, but I
wouldn't know until I gained a more complete grasp of their knowledge
and language.
A few minutes later I gathered my flock and was about to coax Lee-sha
onto my shoulder when I reconsidered her inability to see where we were
going and how uncomfortable she might have been draped face-first over
my body like that for so long. It took a minute to give her enough
hints to climb up my back, sit on my left shoulder with her legs split
by my neck and the top of the pack, but once she was in place I tilted
my head back and looked up into her wide smile. As a gesture of
playfulness I turned my face to the left hard and tried to plant a
single kiss on her nude vulva, but wasn't able to tilt my head down far
enough. Still, for her to keep her bald charms snugly against my neck
felt really nice.
Lee-sha seemed much happier being that high and granted such a lofty
perch, and I knew it was going to be a much easier ride for her. Tee-la
gave me a hurt puppy dog expression as if she wanted to ride as high as
her naked companion on my left shoulder, and I might have considered
carrying her as well, but the long journey ahead was going to be tough
enough with one rider. Holding her small hand I tried to coax her
along, but she whimpered and stamped her right foot as if in protest.
Since we were still in the getting-acquainted stage I figured a little
extra treatment would go a long way, so up she went onto my right
shoulder opposite her slightly older teen companion, her smile not quite
as easy to see because I was afraid of losing my balance by leaning
backward too far, but the sensation of her bald pussy pressed into my
neck was enough for me. She fixed my not seeing her smile by leaning
forward and twisting uncomfortably for a quick kiss, a smile my reward
for proving to her that she was always going to be considered in all
things.
Tu-ma and La-ta got themselves straightened out and then we were off.
Our progress was steady, but not as fast as I had hoped. If we stopped
for any length of time at the creek to get cleaned up we'd lose our
daylight and would have to spend the night in the open. Since I hadn't
seen or heard any large carnivores after I'd started my travels I had no
idea what might be lurking about. But with Tu-ma and La-ta able to make
their way unmolested for so long before Lee-sha saw them it might not
have been that big a deal. After all, with him crippled and her blind
they'd make an easy meal for some large animal with long claws or sharp
teeth.
Sure enough by the time we got to the creek the sun was already halfway
to the horizon, so I decided to make camp first and then take a much
needed soap-free bath. My girls were allowed to touch the ground for
the first time in a couple of hours and my pack dropped off my back. It
might have seemed strange to all of them for me to groan and fall to the
ground as if I might die, but two sets of wiggling fingers into my
girls' knees was enough to stir some giggles and two bright smiles.
I hadn't been on my back for more than a minute when Tee-la squirmed her
way onto my body for a nice hug, Lee-sha gently tugged closer so she
could have access to my chest and arms as soon as they came available.
It must have irked Tu-ma to see my girls so affectionate, but he might
have known not to interfere and focused his attention on rubbing his
aching legs and feet. Once our hug was deemed successful I gestured for
my girls to help collect some supplies for our temporary camp. They
looked incredibly eager to be useful and had all the energy that I'd
expended while carrying them, so Tee-la scampered off and Lee-sha slowly
limped away to do my bidding.
Since Tu-ma was anxious to prove his worth, he drew La-ta along with him
to go collect some kindling while my girls brought back a series of
large stones for the hearth of our fire. That left me free to find some
larger limbs as a more substantial fuel source.
By the time the five of us returned the first time we'd collected an
impressive amount of supplies. There was plenty of kindling available
and even some dead-wood that was large enough to burn for a few hours,
but small enough to be carried the fifty yards or so back to camp.
The third time they ventured out Tee-la was proudly carrying her canvas
bag over one shoulder and wielding the multi-function digging tool while
Lee-sha continued to use my walking stick and Tu-ma her crutch. La-ta
was pretty much a fifth wheel, but her arms could be used to lift or
carry something on the way back, so she just held onto Tu-ma and Tee-la
and blindly followed along. With them making a series of stops near or
under all the bushes and trees in the area I made sure to keep them in
my sights. I had no desire to see my girls come to harm, either from
some unseen adversary, animal, or from Tu-ma's poor memory as it related
to my ownership of Lee-sha and Tee-la.
In spite of my previous level of education, sophistication, and much
more considerate upbringing during the twenty first century I actually
found myself thinking of my two naked playmates as my property. All it
took was the lowering of my mental abilities for a few days and I'd
reverted back to a much more primal and crude example of humanity. I
wasn't sure if I was bothered by what I found out about myself or proud
that I could take on such a commanding role in the continued protection
and care of two potentially helpless young girls. One thing that I
knew, though, was a growing need in me to keep Lee-sha and Tee-la safe,
well fed, and happy.
The fire pit was fashioned to take advantage of the prevailing wind, the
rocks placed so a majority of any embers would be contained, and the
area around the hearth dug clear of any combustible items. After I got
a low fire going I cleared off two separate areas about ninety degrees
apart from the fire pit with plenty of grass between for privacy so Tu-ma
and I could enjoy our night in relative privacy. I knew Tu-ma was going
to be pounding his teen lover that night, and all I needed was for my
girls to hear rather than see what they were up to so they'd be horny
enough to nestle their puds over my face for an hour or five.
The sky was devoid of any clouds and the air around us filled with the
scent of a mixture of flowers and aromatic greenery. Had it not been
for my deepening suspicions of what might have happened to me in near
Earth orbit it would have been a perfect field camp for an extended
hunting expedition and vacation. By the time I heard Tee-la calling my
name in a proud giggle I knew they'd been successful.
"Ung-rum tun! Ung-rum tun!"
When I looked up I could see a motley mix of bodies; a little girl about
eight or nine smiling proudly as she carried a canvas bag laden with all
sorts of as yet unknown contents, a teen young lady about fourteen or
fifteen doing her best to keep up with her younger companion and trying
to smile as much as she could while hobbling along on an injured right
leg, a nearly completely blind teen about sixteen or seventeen years old
trying to keep her balance while carrying a small armload of what looked
like more potatoes, and a mid to late twenties male cripple hobbling
along with a crutch under one arm and trying to remain as stoic as he
could while he walked.
As soon as Tee-la was close enough she dropped her bag at my knees and
then assumed that same silly submissive posture as before. Since she
was first in line she received a nice kiss, got to snuggle into my side,
and then watch the others repeat her display of homage to me, although I
still hadn't completely gotten used to it. Lee-sha was then coaxed into
my arms for a hug, a kiss, and then a three way embrace with Tee-la that
ended up with our lips doing their best to steal a meager sampling of a
triad of mouths. For my girls to kiss each other right after I'd kissed
them made me reconsider their prior relationship and their future one as
well.
Tu-ma and La-ta were also greeted appropriately, the slightly older teen
praised for her ability to carry such an impressive load of tubers in
one arm while holding onto her older lover with the other. She seemed
to accept my adulation a lot more greedily than I expected and even
reached forward for a hug after she unloaded her arms, so I coaxed my
girls slightly away from my body and gave La-ta the hug that she
appeared to crave with increasing ardor. It felt nice for her to look
as if she was truly needed and had value, her demeanor much better after
I gave her an ardent but perfectly decent hug. She tried that much
harder afterward to be aware of her surroundings, her head twisted
side-to-side so she could look through the haze of her clouded vision.
Back on the K/C Station her eyesight could have been surgically
corrected in an hour or two, but for the next sixty thousand years
everyone with a similar 'cotton-eyed' impediment would be restricted to
a permanent white or gray panorama.
In order to keep things equal I gestured to Tu-ma that his scouting
skills were most likely of significant value by patting him on the
shoulder and smiling. He immediately began to ramble on about some
aspect of tree and bush development that he took note of some time in
his past so they could find so many tubers. His worth was slowly
increasing, and I realized he'd eventually be valued far more for his
intelligence than his physical abilities.
Since there was still plenty of meat safely stored in the two plastic
bags and an ample supply of starchy vegetables to fill our tummies it
was time for me to set a few items near the fire so they could cook and
then for us to take a bath. A couple of fat tubers and a squash were
selected, placed close enough to be cooked, and then left alone. I
wasn't absolutely sure how my guests would react to stepping into the
water of the low creek, but in spite of what they'd do I needed to wash
my body off and clean a few private places that were probably starting
to stink.
Stripping down in front of my girls and our guests left me with a bright
crimson blush, but once naked I looked no less sophisticated than they
did except for my shorter hair on my head and lack of a beard. The fact
that my cock was erect and pointing at anything that I was walking
toward got Tee-la and Lee-sha's attention. Tu-ma was outfitted fairly
closely to me, so he wasn't all that impressed. La-ta couldn't see
clearly enough to hunger for my genitals, so all she did was try to
follow what must have been the blurry movements and listened for
anything of any significance.
The water in the creek was just warm enough to feel like a tepid bath,
so I stepped in, made my way to the middle, and then fell backward into
the water. Lee-sha and Tee-la were concerned until I began to splash
around as if I was Tee-la's age. They lost any fear of the water after
that and made their way closer. As soon as they were within arm's reach
I lunged for them, twisted around, and then immersed them all the way
into the water. Their bright squeal proved they hadn't suspected my
deed, but I was sure they wouldn't be that frightened afterward. The
moment their faces hit the water I lifted them up and made sure they
knew they were alright, their eyes wide with fear but a quivering smile
on their faces confirmation that they'd forgive me for such a cruel
joke.
Ten minutes later it appeared the girls had always been in the water.
They immersed themselves repeatedly, turned over to face the sky as the
sun began to settle toward the horizon, and seemed to relax enough to
actually take pleasure in the sensation of the water as it danced over
and around their naked bodies. I couldn't be sure of how frequently
they'd bathed, but by their former dirty condition I could have assumed
they didn't spend much time bothering with water.
Tu-ma was a bit less enthusiastic about jumping in, and he settled for a
nice quiet spot along the near bank. La-ta, however, seemed fascinated
by the water and explored a whole new aspect of her limited world. She
even seemed to grasp the concept of bathing and wiped between her legs
repeatedly as she sat waist deep a few feet away from me, her right
middle finger frequently disappearing between her plump and slightly
furry labia majora and as far inside her vagina as she could reach.
She'd certainly look and smell a lot better after that, and I'm sure any
reluctance Tu-ma had to kiss or tongue between her thighs would be
greatly reduced.
After the girls had played long enough I pulled them to my sides with
their bodies almost completely immersed in the water with their faces
above it and began to wash them just as I had in the rain. My attention
to detail while bathing them in the creek was far greater than while
they were standing in the dark with the rain pelting their heads, faces,
and naked bodies. For the longest time I gently caressed and stroked
every portion of their smooth young bodies with my hands, my fingers
occasionally stirring a giggle or two, but most of my antics cleansing
in nature. That is until I began to wash their genitals, a stereo
movement of my fingers and hands in the constant flow of clean water
teasing out a generous amount of sexual pleasure when I slipped my
thumbs over their clitties and teased at their vaginas with my middle
fingers.
Both of them softly moaned and whimpered while I tenderly molested and
masturbated them, their hips curled under and their pussies thrust up
into my constant caresses. To do a good job of cleaning them an
additional finger was brought into play and gently teased at their bums
until granted complete access. For some unknown period of time I
fingered, fondled, and digitally butt-fucked my two playmates until
Tee-la couldn't take any more and began to have a nice noisy cum.
Lee-sha must have liked the audible influence, quickly followed along,
and held my right hand in place as I nastily stabbed a digit into her
butt and rolled her clitoris around with my thumb. Her moans and grunts
fueled yet another fire, La-ta reaching out toward the last known
position of her lover so she could also enjoy the full effects of the
water in the creek. Unfortunately he wasn't nearly as interested in sex
as my girls, La-ta, or I was, and he stayed far enough out of the water
to keep himself dry and dirty.
I didn't stop pleasuring my girls until the sun was over the horizon and
the sky was painted with a crimson hue that seemed to mimic the color
on my girls' faces. It looked and felt so nice to give my girls that
much pleasure while I was doing something as mundane as washing their
bodies clean.
As a last measure of relaxation I turned the girls around so their feet
were upstream and their hair drew out over their heads downstream as if
their locks were alive. For the first time in what I imagined was quite
a while or maybe even since they'd been born the entire length of their
long hair was allowed to be teased straight. It felt incredibly erotic
to comb my fingers through their tresses and work any kinks or tangles
completely free. It would have been nice to give them a nice scalp
massage with some lavender scented shampoo, but clean water was all we
had that evening, so I did my best. Even the girls enjoyed playing with
their lovely locks in the water and seemed to like the feel of their
fingers as they streamed through their hair so easily. Somewhere in my
vast storehouse of skills I'd need to fashion brushes for all three of
the ladies, but that wouldn't be until so many other things had been
provided first. I could only imagine how all of the girls would look
with long brown or dirty blond hair streaming down their naked backs.
It took a couple of tries, but I was able to show the girls how to keep
their hair straight when they rose from the creek. After they were
kneeling in the water they both noticed how different the other girl's
hair looked, even in the dim light of the early evening. La-ta might
not have been able to see what Lee-sha and Tee-la could, but it wouldn't
have been appropriate for me to leave her out of anything important.
Her hair was also teased straight in the water, her fingers allowed to
comb through her slightly longer tresses, and then her body gently drawn
up and out of the creek. From then on both Lee-sha and Tee-la used
their fingers to comb out their companion's hair and seemed utterly
fascinated with the different look and feel. Even La-ta seemed pleased
at her altered perception of her own hair and played with it quietly for
quite a while.
The only time I'd ever shaved with a knife was when I was showing off to
my family while we were on a hunting outing years before. My newest
knife was certainly much sharper than the one I had about six years
earlier, and all I had to do was strop it a few times on each face
against one of the leather straps I'd placed inside the pack. They were
probably part of the survival collection just for that purpose. Lee-sha
and Tee-la watched in amazement as more and more of my scraggly beard
was being scraped off, their need to touch my face immediately after I
immersed my face in the creek and then rose above the surface. There
were a few places that could have been trimmed closer and I did have a
couple of nicks under my chin, but they'd eventually quit bleeding and
I'd have a baby smooth mug for a day or so. Tu-ma didn't appear the
least amused by the absence of my facial hair, and he looked more like a
paleolithic relic than the precursor to my great-grandparents.
Dinner that night was baked sweet potatoes, a few green vegetables that
looked a lot like cucumbers, one that looked like a butternut squash,
and the meat that I'd cooked. We ate one of each shared vegetable and
two palm sized portions of venison before all of us claimed genuine
satisfaction. That left a lot of vegetables to take with us to the
Oregon-4.
After the meal was complete and I settled back to look into the sky both
of my girls nestled against my sides as if they'd always been with me.
Our hike had taken so much of our energy that we quickly succumbed to
sleep, sex a forgotten pleasant adventure for some other night.
My sleep was again disturbed by a horrible dream about me falling down a
long spiraling black and white tube spinning around in a sickening twist
that left me feeling empty and genuinely scared. The longer I thought
about it the more certain I was that I'd somehow traversed more than
space, but time itself, and I'd landed back in a period that was filled
with little more than grunts, stone tools, and deer skins. The idea
that I could travel in the reverse direction of what I understood as the
fourth dimension was counter to what I'd been taught and what most
scientists believe ... or believed ... or *might* believe in 60,000
years or so, but how else could I explain the peculiar manner of my
newest friends?
Staring into the darkness of the blackest sky I'd seen since circling
the Earth at over two hundred miles distance I saw all manner of
shooting stars, but no satellites or jet planes. It seemed strange that
I never once saw the familiar flashing of a xenon strobe at thirty
thousand feet and a single dull red glow as it trailed off to places
very far away. Rather than counting sheep I counted stars, my eyes
magically being tugged closed before I realized it.
When morning came I was greatly relieved, not because the darkness was
gone so much as my inability to be productive. I needed to keep my mind
moving and figuring things out or I'd start to go crazy. There was
enough of a fire to stoke and break the chill of the morning air before
the sun rose, so with my girls covered in the deer skins for warmth I
played with the fire as I watched the sunrise. It might have been a
crude thought but I was surprised neither of my girls had attempted to
claim my maleness all night long. It set a strange precedent in our
relationship, but I didn't let it bother me.
Tee-la was the first to join me, her attitude when she woke up like a
little girl who needed her parent's comfort. Unlike a parent, however,
I stared at her nakedness with a lewd interest and became more familiar
with every feature of her developing body. While she was walking the
few feet toward me from where she slept all night my hands were extended
toward Tee-la as if to welcome her into my embrace, and she seemed happy
for the consideration, because I saw her smile after she yawned.
The moment she was close enough to touch my hands and arms she tumbled
down into my grasp and her naked butt nestled down onto my lap as if she
were my own little girl. She seemed more like an infant that morning
than any of the recent few, her demeanor timid, her actions reserved,
and her movements limited to getting as close to me as she could.
Holding her in my arms and placing a few kisses on her forehead gave me
a sense of togetherness and responsibility that I'd never felt before in
my life. If that's what it must have felt like to be totally
responsible for someone then I was going to get my girls pregnant and
have about six or eight children of my own as soon as my girls were
physically mature enough.
Lee-sha was the next person to stir, her clumsy movements toward me
indicative of sleep rather than any pain from her recent injury. That's
when I saw her stand to her full height on her own for the first time
and reach for the orange-tinted blue sky while stretching. She didn't
realize she was upright and walking on her own two feet until she was
halfway between our natural grass bed and where I was cuddling with
Tee-la. The moment she realized her leg was better I saw her eyes go
wide, her mouth open in amazement, and her head tilted down so she could
confirm that her own dirty feet were supporting her. The moment she saw
me smiling back at her with my right hand extended toward her body she
cautiously made her way closer and then knelt down behind Tee-la's
slumbering frame.
Lee-sha and I kissed for quite a while just sitting in front of the
fire, her hands along my hairless face as her lips munched on mine. I
could have stirred her naked hips into yet another series of involuntary
lurches and bucks, but she was still nice and clean and we'd need to eat
soon so our trip to the Oregon-4 could be resumed.
After La-ta and then Tu-ma woke up I got Tee-la to open her eyes so we
could eat, visit for a little while, and then get ready for the next
part of our hike. I could have stayed naked, but with the pack on my
back, Lee-sha on my shoulder, and unpredictable ground ahead I much
preferred to wear something over my body, especially my legs and feet.
The girls looked and smelled much better that morning as Lee-sha rode on
my left shoulder and Tee-la walked holding my right hand, my lips
frequently stealing a little nibble of the older girl's bare left thigh
directly in front of my mouth as she sat sideways. Lee-sha could have
walked part of the way, but I much preferred she recover a bit more so I
could take advantage of her abilities when we began to construct a more
permanent place to live. Tee-la certainly wanted to be carried, but I
didn't want her to begin to think she was going to be regarded as a
princess who wasn't capable of doing anything on her own. I would have
liked to carry both of them, but we had a long way to hike, and with
constant hand-holding and a few kisses while we walked I made certain to
Tee-la that she wasn't any less important to me than her slightly older
injured companion.
I followed each of the horizontal slashes in the trees and recognized
the last vertical wall of pines moments before the sky opened once
again. As soon as we crossed the tree line it felt as if we were walking
through a tall natural door, the nearly circular clearing of perfect
green waves of grass gently undulating in the breeze about two hundred
yards across only interrupted by the presence of the Oregon-4.
The girls might have been intimidated by the unnatural appearance of the
shiny silver and white craft, so I opted for a more gentle introduction.
When we were about halfway to my billion dollar home-away-from-home I
squat down and let Lee-sha press her naked feet to the ground in over
four hours and then directed Tee-la's left hand to Lee-sha's right.
They were as scared as I thought they might be, and their hands were
clutched around the other girl's body hard enough to distort their skin.
Their movements were completely hindered as they watched me confidently
make my way toward the large metallic behemoth. As soon as I was close
enough to touch it I stopped, turned around, lightly tapped on the
surface of my craft high enough for them to see me do it, and smiled as
I waved back to my prehistoric companions. Making wide sweeps of my arm
toward my ship started them moving, but at a much reduced pace than when
I was hiking earlier.
Tu-ma and La-ta weren't very far behind me and my girls when Lee-sha was
returned to Terra Firma, and when my male companion and master of the
blind teen saw what I was walking toward he tried his best to appear
brave and reserved. I could tell by the way his head kept going from
one side to the other to scan the immediate area that he must have
wanted to make sure he wasn't in any danger, and in spite of his silent
reluctance to approach he kept hobbling along. La-ta just held onto her
male suitor's left arm and did her best to tap the ground ahead of her
with the end of my walking stick so she didn't trip over anything. I
felt sorry for her because of her sight impairment, and if I could find
the medical supplies or develop a natural means to rectify her clouded
vision I would.
By the time all of them were close enough to see me inside through the
small circular starboard windows I'd already checked the periphery of my
ship, opened the hatch, climbed inside, unloaded the pack, and began to
make plans for a more substantial structure to live within. I liked the
idea of living more naturally, but sleeping in the open or in a small
hovel just wouldn't do.
My girls kept looking at my metal marvel with intense suspicion until
they saw me step through the opened hatch outside and greet them.
"Hi, girls! This is my home and can be your temporary one if you want.
If my plans are good enough we'll be living in a huge wooden cabin
instead of the Oregon-4 before too long."
All they could do was stare at me, attempt to grasp the words, and come
to terms with such a strangely smooth hideout. Tu-ma didn't want to
appear nearly as intimidated as my girls were, but I suspected he was
trying to put on a brave face, since he'd most likely never seen
anything quite like my metal monster.
The first order of business was food and a fire. Once I got a fire
going about fifteen feet from the hatch-side of the Oregon-4 the girls
placed a couple of potatoes and one squash inside the fire pit and then
disappeared to go gather more wood. Tu-ma and La-ta chose to go search
for more vegetables while I looked around the inside and outside of my
ship for anything that I could use as construction tools. I wasn't up
to unloading any of the large sealed packages strapped down inside the
Oregon-4 to see if there were any tools I could use, so I settled on
what I could see. There was a long metal plate with a continuous series
of triangular ridges near the aft thruster area along the port side aft
that would serve well as a two person saw, so using some simple tools
that I found inside the emergency stores compartment I set about to
remove the plate.
None of the fuel or control lines beneath the plate would ever be used
in space again, so once it had been removed I didn't bother trying to
cover the hole and set about to craft a pair of handles, one for each
end of the long metal bar. While I was busy removing dozens and dozens
of screws and bolts I found a series of squarish panels that would serve
well as eating or serving plates, so they were removed as well. I also
found some slender metal frame members along the inside of the long
metal plate and planned to put them to use as tongs so I could touch
anything hot inside the fire pit.
By the time the girls returned with a bounty of kindling I'd already
checked on our meal and made sure none of the food got burned. It was
while I was hugging my girls to my chest that I was tempted and lightly
caressed their naked butts. Tee-la was the first to respond with a soft
giggle in my left ear, and Lee-sha was quick to follow along by pushing
her naked hips into me. All it took was an errant finger splitting
their thighs from behind for their feet to wiggle apart and grant me
complete access to my living domain. Rather than lie down in the dirt
or grass I opted for the smooth clean surface of the floor inside the
Oregon-4. The girls never noticed where I gently tugged them as I
shifted backward and climbed inside. They also never noticed lying on
their backs so I could switch between one horny young teen's plump bald
vulva and her equally anxious preteen companion's. I don't know how
long I licked their clits and tongued their pussies, but by the time I
heard Tu-ma and La-ta in the distance headed toward us I had time to
peak them both, lick them fairly dry, and then get them back outside.
Lee-sha and Tee-la looked a lot more relaxed when they set their naked
feet to the ground outside the hatch, a lurid grin on their faces silent
confirmation that they were very pleased with my means of rewarding
their efforts earlier. My girls were little more than snuggle bunnies
for the longest time, anxious to be close to me and prove without words
or gestures that I was their one and only lover and male companion.
Off in the distance I saw yet another storm approaching, the tall clouds
frequently illuminated with a long bright white or yellow flash as the
lightning within pierced the growing darkness. My clan may not like the
idea of sleeping inside something as intimidating as my space ship, but
I wasn't going to let my girls remain in the uncomfortable weather when
they could be snuggled tight to my body and dry inside.
After dinner was eaten and I saw both Tee-la and Lee-sha yawn twice, I
knew it was time to gather my flock and began to make plans for a night
indoors. Tu-ma helped as much as he could by gathering the food items
and dry kindling and then placed them under the aft end of the ship
between two large bulbous fuel tanks. I lost sight of him for a minute
but wasn't really worried because he couldn't have run off far in his
condition. My girls were a little frightened about climbing into the
ship on their own, but La-ta couldn't care less and just followed my
lead while carefully touching the area in front of her while she made
her way inside.
There was just enough room for three people if we were lying shoulder to
shoulder, or more if one or two of the smaller bodies were partially or
completely covering mine, so I didn't bother clearing any of the many
large square containers of as yet unseen supplies out of the way.
By the time Tu-ma made himself known he was grunting at La-ta and trying
to coax her out of the Oregon-4 so he wouldn't have to be alone. It set
a strange precedent, but she actually told him "Ni" and snuggled behind
Lee-sha, her face turned away from her lover and companion. I wasn't
sure what to do and tried to ignore their conversation by setting out a
few soft storage bags as temporary beds.
The sporadic hiss of raindrops on the fire confirmed that Tu-ma and
La-ta would need to figure out where they were going to sleep soon, so
it was time for me to take a position and either invite Tu-ma in or kick
La-ta out. Waving toward my body I called to Tu-ma as he stood about
five feet from the open hatch.
"Tu-ma!"
He countered with what he thought was a better suggestion by gesturing
to his young lover.
"Ni! La-ta ka!"
The expression on her face told me everything I needed to know, but I
was in no position to command her either way, so I softly called to her
and touched her left hand as it rested on Lee-sha's left shoulder.
"La-ta?"
The poor teen looked as if she was in turmoil, her apparent need to
remain loyal to her older lover enticing her to go with Tu-ma, but her
desire to remain under cover and dry with me making her decision
difficult. To move them along I stepped out of the ship and walked
toward a maintenance panel that provided access to a wide and deep
storage area where the ballutes had been originally stowed under the
Oregon-4. There would be adequate room for both Tu-ma and La-ta there,
the previous contents of the ballutes now billowed out around the edges
and under the ship and completely useless.
It took a few minutes for me to undo so many small bolts of a
maintenance access port, but once I got three sides undone the hinged
side along the top would allow the panel to be used as a door. Since
the access panel swung up and out Tu-ma could lower it if the rain got
bad enough, and the volume inside the empty space was slightly larger
than our last hideout at the top of the valley, so he couldn't very well
complain that I was stuffing him into some disgusting and puny hole.
To make him feel better I climbed inside with him watching, tapped on
all of the inside walls to prove to him they were sturdy, lie down
facing the smooth underside of the ship, tapped on it as well, and then
made my way back out. Tu-ma climbed in and seemed much more comfortable
with the cavernous space as he explored his temporary domain. All it
took was a broad smile on his face for me to know he was going to be
satisfied in his downstairs apartment. That's when I left him to go get
his girl.
La-ta was particularly unhappy about having to exit the ship until Tu-ma
coaxed her inside the storage compartment underneath. As soon as she
felt around the periphery and comprehended the size of her new condo she
smiled very convincingly and snuggled against her older lover. I showed
Tu-ma how to pull the hatch cover down and also made certain he knew it
wouldn't lock and thought it might be wise to construct a latch once I
found something useful. It didn't take long to prove that he and his
teen lover wouldn't be locked inside, and they both seemed quite pleased
with their downstairs residence. With the rain starting to get me wet I
made my way around to the side hatch of the ship and climbed in, leaving
my slip-on booties inside the door as I pulled the hatch closed.
The sound of the rain was a little intimidating to my girls until I
pulled them toward the larger view ports along the front, pointed out of
one view port, and showed them what was making all the racket. My older
playmate immediately recognized what was making all the noise and made
certain I knew what it was called.
"Ta!"
"That's right, Lee-sha ... ta ... water."
"Wahh-ta?"
"Wah-turr."
"Wah-tur?"
"Very good, Baby! Water."
"Wahtur."
To see her smile and say her first slightly incorrect word of English
gave me hope that my girls could be taught my language instead of me
learning theirs. It might have been unfair to place that sort of burden
on them because of their potentially limited mental abilities, but time
was all I had and they weren't going to be leaving me anytime soon. A
bright flash of lightning and the resounding thunder startled all of us
for a moment, so it was time to step away from the window.
There was a real possibility that the Oregon-4 might get struck because
of its all-metal exterior, but we had no other place to go for the night
and I wasn't about to sleep in the rain just because there was a chance
it might happen.
The only major task after I shifted the soft storage bags around was to
lie down and get some sleep.
I wouldn't get any for a couple of hours, both of my girls still horny
from the lingual abuse I'd offered them earlier. Lee-sha was the first
onto my face, her pert little ass wiggled backward over my mouth as she
twisted her head around and under her body so she could land accurately.
She needed no radar guided computer controlled landing system to make
her way accurately onto my mouth, and I smiled up into her bald sweet
charms when I recognized where I was going to be working for the next
hour or two. The moment she was close enough I tilted my face forward
and took my first lick of her silky smooth bald vulva. She didn't let
me come up for air until she'd covered my mouth and a good portion of my
chin with her ample viscous oily emissions.
To my amazement Tee-la was the one who fixed that problem and licked my
face, chin, and mouth clean when Lee-sha couldn't take any more and
rolled away from my face. Tee-la then positioned her own bald and
baby-smooth pussy onto my mouth for just as much if not more abuse. I
couldn't help but grin like an idiot when my youngest ever partner
wiggled her butt backward and over my lips.
My youngest partner was much more vocal than her slightly older and very
tired companion, her whimpers, moans, and grunts confirmation that she
enjoyed the way I laved her clitoris and vaginal opening. Once she was
satisfied or just too tired to ask for more I shifted her off my face,
wiped myself clean and dry with some paper tissues, and then pulled them
both tight to my body for a few hours. The sound of the rain along the
outside of the ship was the perfect background noise as I held two naked
girls to my body and drifted off to sleep.
For the next few days I'd planned to build a semi-permanent fire pit,
make a covered privy far enough away so we could get to but still not
smell it, and then use any materials in the ship and local area to
construct a larger and more established cabin with separate rooms for
sleeping, storage, food, recreational gathering, and possibly even an
indoor bathroom. That was a fairly bold concept given the available
resources, but I hated having to walk outside at night or in the rain to
go pee.
The next morning arrived far too quickly, and after a meal and some
truly difficult explanations I coaxed my four stone-age clan members
into helping me accomplish something constructive. It took a while to
bring some slabs of flat stone from about fifty yards away to the
fire pit and even longer to get them in place using stone-age building
methods, but once the base, sides, and back were set up all it took were
some movements of my hands for my three sighted assistants to understand
what I was trying to construct. By the end of the first work week I had
a nice fire going inside the stone fireplace and all of us were
comfortably seated on an array of smooth rock hearths in front of it.
The low spot where I'd first gone pee after I landed was filled with
enough water to convince me to find a higher location for the privy and
one less likely to get flooded each time it rained. A likely rise was
decided on a few yards further than the low spot, and all of my clan was
asked to help me locate and then bring back the needed materials. It
was hard to describe my requirements for the four outside support beams
with a "Y" notch at the top, but once I found the first one the other
three posts were quickly located. It took longer to cut them down using
my small hatchet and the modified two-man saw than it did to find the
wooden members, but once the four posts were hauled back we were off to
find the horizontal beams.
I'd never tried to build anything with so many hands and so little grasp
of what needed to be done, but the primary side-to-side supports were
eventually lifted into place and then the front-to-back ones carefully
shifted over those. The thatch grass cover over the many thin limbs was
easy enough to describe, and with Tee-la and Lee-sha hoisted on top of
the roof rafters the view of the sky quickly disappeared as they took
each handful of foot-long grass and stuffed it into a neat line. They
did such a good job that I was sure our outdoor potty would remain dry
even after a thorough drenching.
The next task was to dig the cesspool, my small folding digging tool
handy but not big enough to finish the job quickly enough. It might
have taken a lot longer than I wanted, but a six foot deep and two foot
wide hole was created, lined with a few sturdy limbs and lots of small
saplings to keep the sides from caving in, a few cross beams correctly
placed to support the floor, and then the whole thing covered with an
array of fairly straight logs for us to walk on. Three side-by-side
seats were fashioned, placed over the same number of holes in the floor,
and then an anxious preteen encouraged to give one of the stations a
quick try. Tee-la might have been a little reluctant to sit over the
darkened chasm, so I decided to show her how it was done. She wasn't
the least intimidated by her four companions as we watched her pee once
I illustrated what the damned thing was for. The look of satisfaction
on her face was all Lee-sha needed to take a spot alongside my youngest
playmate, a look of genuine relief once she was finished. The only
thing we needed after that would be some wiping material. Thankfully
one of the storage containers inside the Oregon-4 had what we needed.
The start of week two of construction was called a success when the sun
was halfway toward the horizon and I ventured off to go secure our next
meal. I didn't have to go more than forty yards past the tree line
outside the tall pines when I spotted a very nice sized buck and
dispatched it with three quick shots. Since it was quite a bit bigger
than my last two prizes I preferred to have some help, so back to our
campsite I went for Lee-sha and Tee-la.
When they saw the impressive rack on the felled beast I thought they
were going to run away screaming. All it took was my walking up to the
animal, grab its antlers, shake hard a couple of times, and my girls
looked a lot less intimidated. They still kept clear of the head until
I detached it from the body with the hatchet and knife, and they only
touched the nearly five foot wide set of impressive sharp spikes after
they were pulled away from the rest of the large animal.
After field dressing the creature in the fading light of the day I found
three long slender trees and constructed a sled so my girls and I could
drag the heavy carcass in pieces back to our homestead. Tee-la and
Lee-sha might have been small compared to me, but they were impressive
powerhouses nonetheless. Tu-ma seemed anxious to help when he heard us
getting close to camp and enlisted the aide of his naked teen lover to
help me and my girls the last fifty yards or so. Since I didn't know if
we might have any carnivorous competitors I decided on a single trip
rather than two or three, and before too much time passed all five of us
made the last two dozen yards look easy.
The fire was stoked into an impressive blaze and one of the leg portions
carefully placed onto a makeshift grill slightly to the side of the
tallest flames. Soon after it was left to cook Tee-la and Lee-sha got
some of the vegetables and set them in the oven portion of the large
fire pit. The large slabs of stone seemed perfect for what I'd planned,
since there was plenty of space to work on our food preparations as we
stared at our first meal at our new home while the meat cooked. With
Tee-la anxious to add small bits of wood to the fire and La-ta close by
to enjoy the heat, Tu-ma and Lee-sha were eager to help me wrestle the
much larger carcass onto the flat work area next to the fire and begin
to carve it up.
I'd never seen Tu-ma so focused before, his skill at removing the thick
hide with my borrowed knife beyond anything my uncle or cousins could
boast. In spite of his ungainly movements while walking his hands were
strong and confident. He did such a good job that while he was busy
peeling the skin away from the underlying meat I ventured inside the
Oregon-4 to go find something as his reward. None of my new family were
the least concerned with my absence, Tee-la and La-ta happy to tend to
the fire and the cooking meat while Tu-ma and Lee-sha stripped the huge
beast naked. During my explorations and a review of the manifest I
found one shipping box stocked full of medical supplies and two thick
medical guides. I felt a lot better immediately and knew what I'd be
exploring more completely later.
I watched from a distance as the last of Tu-ma's task came to an end, my
borrowed knife wiped clean against one corner of the newly cleaved hide,
my blade and then the heavy hide handed to Lee-sha for safe keeping, and
a broad smile on Tu-ma's face my cue to step out of the hatch. Tee-la
and La-ta were coaxed toward my other two companions, and once I had all
their attention withdrew something from one slender leg pocket of my
jumpsuit. They all watched my hand as I pulled a brand new knife and
scabbard free, lifted it into the air as if to give the stars praise,
and then held it out as far as my reach would permit toward a very
surprised Tu-ma. He immediately dropped to his knees, threw his hands
out toward me, pressed his face to the ground, and began to vehemently
argue with me.
"NI, Ung-rum tun! NI!"
"Tu-ma ... Tu-ma!"
My girls grew scared, stepped behind me, and tried to merge their bodies
with mine as they hugged me. The tone of Tu-ma's voice was a far cry
from his typical gruff or confident one, and they didn't seem to like
the way he sounded. The poor man actually appeared and cried out as if
I might want to hurt him with the knife rather than present it to him.
"NI, Ung-rum tun! NI!"
In spite of his rather earnest vocalizations I had to call out in a
slightly louder voice so he'd hear me and take notice.
"TU-MA!!!"
He eventually tilted his head back far enough for me to see his eyes,
and when he could see me through the dirty mop of his hair he saw my
smile and a gesture for him to rise. He might not have wanted to, but
my role as 'tun' or what I understood as provider and their clan leader
required it of him.
He only rose to his knees at first, but I insisted he stand so I could
present him with his very own modern tool. Even after he was standing
on both feet I gestured for him to throw his shoulders back, stand as
tall as he ever had in his life, and then waited. Their culture might
have prohibited him from being any higher than their provider, but I
kept after him until his eyebrows were finally as high off the ground as
he'd ever gotten them before.
My hands were again extended with the proffered knife held horizontally
so the tip was pointed to the side rather than either of us, the next
few words I spoke meant to convey more than my limited skills at
politics and social interaction with a neolithic culture.
"Tu-ma ... pee-ta ... ka!"
His hands shook as he slowly reached for his gift, the look on his face
a mixture of terror and pride. The moment he had possession of the
knife I withdrew, remained standing, and waited to see what he might do.
All he was able to accomplish for a few seconds was to look at the
handle of the knife and the smooth metal scabbard that protected the
high-tech blade. In an attempt to show a measure of equality to the
bewildered man I extended my right hand just as my girls had so many
times before slightly above the knife and smiled at Tu-ma. He seemed to
understand immediately and extended his right in a similar manner, the
outsides of our wrists lightly pressed together as if we were expressing
a stone age handshake. It made me feel good to let him have some of
what I suspected was his honor back after he'd lost it to his injuries
and suffered what I thought might have been intense shame and rejection
by his people. I don't know why or how I reasoned his having been a
leader at some time in his past, but he was just too smart and talented
to have always been a helpless cripple.
For the longest time he admired his new possession and carefully studied
every detail, from the thick rubberized grip, heavy metal hand guard, to
the incredibly sharp double-edged tip, and the saw-like serrations along
the top near the handle. The man was utterly speechless as he admired
his new and only real possession. I could have given him the knife I'd
been using and he would have been happy with it, but handing him a brand
new knife that had never met meat, or hide, or even his own careless
fingers and blood surely meant more to him. It meant a lot to me.
Tu-ma was reluctant to put his prize down as he and I wrestled with the
large animal carcass and tried to get it carved up, so I devised a means
for him to keep his new tool attached to his body and out of the way.
Using some of the long thin hide along one back leg of the buck I
fashioned a slender thong by scraping the inside of the fat and flesh
away but kept the furry outer skin intact. Once it was fairly clean and
trimmed straight I showed him how to tie it around his waist by
practicing on myself, and then gestured for him to hand the scabbard
back to me. It took a minute to weave the impromptu belt through the
narrow loops, but once half of the long single length was pulled into
place I handed the assembly to him.
He instantly knew what to do and proudly tied the loose ends together in
a crude knot after going around his body. The bottom of the scabbard
was secured to the middle of his thigh with another shorter hank of hide
and the knife slipped into place as if it had always been there. Tu-ma
actually stood fairly tall as he showed Lee-sha, Tee-la, and tried to
tell La-ta what he looked like outfitted for survival. He even let his
young partner touch and remove the knife once, but he didn't let La-ta
do it a second time. It was apparent he valued the knife far more than
he did his naked female companion, and I wasn't sure whether to be angry
with him or pleased. Sure, he was going to take care of his high-tech
gift, but at what cost? If La-ta's life was ever threatened I knew I'd
come to her aide as well, even if Tu-ma would be excluded from my new
clan after her safety was jeopardized.
After everyone had been shown his fancy sharp instrument Tu-ma's face
changed slightly and he displayed a look of uncertainty. I immediately
grew concerned that I'd just given the man the tool of my own death. As
he approached me on his knees with his right hand extended in the same
demonstration of submission I received a final gesture of thanks.
"Ung-rum tun ... pee-ta!"
The best thing for me to do was to stand, pull him upright, and then
repeat what he did.
"Tu-ma ... pee-ta!"
He acted as if we'd been drinking buddies for years after that.
Our dinner that night was a veritable feast, with plenty of meat to go
around, a large sweet potato shared between Tu-ma and La-ta, one more
for Lee-sha, Tee-la, and me, and one of the squashes sliced in half for
us to claim the tender insides. I was amazed at how flavorful it was
without the customary sugar or salt I might have added a month or two
before. When Tee-la and Lee-sha giggled to each other and then
scampered off into the Oregon-4 I was curious but didn't follow. They
emerged a minute later with Tee-la's canvas bag and proudly doled out
some blackberries for dessert, kept whole and protected inside a hollow
branch. Such creative little girls.
The buck's antlers seemed a good natural structure for hanging the meat
on and around over the fire, so Tu-ma and I divided the remainder of the
carcass into manageable sections and then propped all of it over the
opening of the fire pit onto the array of graceful spikes. With only a
meager collection of medium size logs placed into the fire we made sure
to keep our next few meals from being ruined by too much heat, but also
made it easy to turn the cooking mass of protein by using the rather
large multi-pointed frame. I could tell Tu-ma might have considered
other uses for the impressive rack because of how eagerly he studied the
buck's antlers, and I secretly promised myself to let him have the next
one for his own use. I don't know what he could have come up with, but
I'd find out once he had another impressive rack in his hands.
Sleeping outside under the stars near the fire pit without a cloud to
hinder my view of the heavens seemed perfectly acceptable that night,
since one of us would need to add a few pieces of wood to the fire pit
every few hours. It was while I was lying back staring up at the place
I'd fallen from a few weeks before that I heard Tu-ma and La-ta going at
it again somewhere in the darkness, her whimpers and moans indicative of
being pounded hard from behind, and his grunts and heavy breathing a
sure sign that he felt more like a man that night than quite a few
before for a long time. The guy probably had his new knife strapped to
his leg and was more proud of it at that moment than the blind teen he
was pounding with his cock.
Lee-sha was the first of my girls to notice the sounds of sex in the
dark and took control of my right middle finger to get herself worked up
into a nice quiet cum. It didn't take long after that before I tugged
her hips toward my face so I could finish her off with a nice slow
lingual tango that would be celebrated with my face being covered with
her nearly limitless juices.
For her to undulate her hips onto my mouth and clamp her thighs tight to
my ears was like a lewd departure from morality and decency until my
lovely naked older playmate was just too tired to take any more. It
felt nice to make a woman feel good, and providing a teen that much
pleasure filled me with more than a little pride. I just hoped nobody
would ever find out that I'd been such a lech, since I still wasn't
absolutely certain where I was and if anyone was looking for me.
Tee-la began to caress my chest behind her older companion's fanny to
let me know her turn was next, and I had a hard time not smiling as I
finished the older girl off. My youngest playmate was incredibly
patient and waited until Lee-sha couldn't take any more, my preteen
lover cleaning my face yet again after she helped her older companion
into place alongside my body so my Little One could have time on my
mouth. To feel her baby-smooth and bald vulva against my lips and then
wrestle with her clitoris for untold minutes was my best attempt at
happiness and satisfaction and was only bested when Lee-sha began to
tug on my jumpsuit so she could get to my cock.
In the nearly pitch-black darkness I fumbled with the long zipper along
the front of my outfit and provided my young teen companion with total
access to something that society might normally have locked me away for
the rest of my life had they known what I was encouraging. Lee-sha was
perfectly content to fondle and caress my dick while her younger friend
rode my face like a little cowgirl until the teen did something that
took me by surprise.
The sensation of her lips around my glans was akin to her vulva trying
to grant my passage, except her mouth was able to easily accommodate my
girth and permit entry. She must have been watching La-ta fellate her
older lover, because Lee-sha slowly but confidently shifted her lips as
far down my shaft as she could. The moment I felt her gag and pull back
I was saddened, but knew she needed to learn how to please me at her own
pace, so I didn't interfere. By the time she recovered and heard La-ta
near a lovely climax with familiar groans my teen lover was madly
sucking and bobbing on my dick.
It took me a minute to get her to twist her body around so I had access
to her naked pussy, but once her hips were close enough to my right hand
I began to masturbate her with a few nasty digits while I flailed at
Tee-la's clitoris using my tongue. Both of them were whimpering and
bucking to their next orgasm when I felt my balls begin to tingle and
that familiar if long-absent sensation began to pervade every nerve in
my body. I didn't want to spray Lee-sha's tonsils with my sperm, but I
needed to have a little fun after giving my girls countless loving cums
already.
Lee-sha seemed to instinctively understand what my body was screaming to
her at the last moment, because the instant she felt the first blast of
hot salty milk she began to madly swallow. After that I held nothing
back and let her have as much as I could produce, and she took every
ounce of my natural offering.
Tee-la was also finally satisfied and climbed off my face so she could
again lick me clean and then join her friend at my hips. For the
preteen to trade off with Lee-sha and learn how to fellate me by
emulating what she'd seen was the most lurid and wicked thing I could
have allowed, but I was no longer going to deny my girls anything,
including full sex when they asked me for it. They didn't that night,
but chose to tag-team me with labial and lingual oral sex until my glans
was far too sensitive for the ongoing abuse. For the first time since I
learned how to fuck the end of my cock was too tender to allow more
sexual fun, but Tee-la and Lee-sha were far too anxious to quit and
slowed down rather than stopped.
They finally did take a break which was my cue to strip myself naked
and tend to the fire pit, a few pieces of kindling added and the meat
checked to make sure none of it would get ruined. When I made my way
back to my two young lovers I heard a timid claim that seemed very
appropriate.
"Ing-rum tun, Lee-sha hiss."
I turned toward my youngest lover and asked her if she also needed some
bladder relief.
"Tee-la ... hiss?"
"Ung-rum tun, Tee-la hiss."
They were helped up and the three of us walked to the privy while our
two older guests were still going at it in the near pitch darkness. It
felt strangely normal for me to walk naked next to two nude young girls,
my forearms draped over their outside shoulders, my hands cupping their
developing breasts, and fingers gently playing with their erect nipples.
They waited until our return trip to both claim my erect and sensitive
cock, my having claimed their bodies earlier met with equal passion.
Rather than tumble down some lurid cascade of immoral underage sex the
three of us wordlessly decided to lie back and just hold onto each other
while Tu-ma and La-ta provided an audible sex show.
The three of us slept in a tight mass of naked bodies out in the open
that night, the crackle of the fire a perfect tuneless serenade, the
smell of the smoke and meat as it cooked a wonderful nasal blanket that
seemed to keep us tied to the fire pit, the stars above our silent visual
entertainment, and the cool air around us the perfect excuse to snuggle
tighter. I'd never felt such utter bliss in my life, as if I'd
journeyed through space and time just to find myself in what I believed
to be a stone age lifestyle. It still bothered me a little not to know
what had actually happened, where I was, and *when* I landed, but until
I did some extensive exploring my awareness of the surroundings would be
significantly lacking.
"Mooo-OOOO!"
The sound of a cow mooing off in the distance took me back to my uncle's
place, with farm animals, ranch equipment, and a more rural pace a
welcome sensation for a kid who grew up on concrete and asphalt. My
family had spent months at my uncle's place long before I was born, but
once I showed an interest and aptitude toward animal husbandry and
agricultural science my folks were certain to venture back to his
retreat with me leading the way more often whenever we could. It might
have seemed strange for a city kid to be so familiar with a country
mentality, but my uncle made it incredibly easy to understand what was
required and how to keep the right frame of mind when working around
large and nearly wild animals and lots of heavy farm machinery.
"Mooo-oooo."
I nearly burst up into a sitting position, and had my girls been any
further away from me I might have ended up on my feet. The sound I
thought was limited to the confines of my skill was in fact coming from
some distant animal. I imagined a cow in desperation, her udder
straining with a heavy load of milk, and her cry to be rid of it a
pitiful call for help. The light of the new day was just starting to
influence the sky overhead, the first few rays of the sun beginning to
affect the eastern horizon.
My heart was hammering in my chest for the next few minutes, not from my
being naked next to two equally nude underage girls, or the fact that
I'd spent an hour or two the previous day and night with my cheeks
pressed along the inside of their bare thighs, but because of a bizarre
hunger for a measure of normalcy when everything over the last few weeks
was like a queer adventure in some twilight zone. Neither of my
slumbering nude companions were the least bothered by anything going on
around them, their sleep trouble free, their perception of social and
emotional burdens completely lacking, and their concerns about what the
new day might bring totally absent. For all their beauty and charms my
two naked lovelies were little more than naive babies with a limited set
of requirements to survive.
"Moooo-oooOOOO!!!"
Moving as gingerly as possible I slipped my legs out from under the
girls' calves, their arms from over my body, my hands from under their
necks, and I stood up. There was still enough of a fire for me to add a
few pieces of kindling without stoking it, so after that was done I got
dressed, stuffed two water bottles into my leg pockets, checked my knife
and weapon, grabbed my walking stick, and headed off toward the sound
I'd heard.
"Mooo-oooo."
The cow's repeated mournful call was like a homing beacon for me as I
walked through the foot-tall grass toward the wall of tall trees, my
journey directed more by my ears than my eyes. Something told me to
grab some grass before I walked away from the pasture where my ship and
clan were resting, so alongside the clear plastic water bottles I
stuffed handfuls of green fodder for some unknown and unseen beast.
The sensation of doom as I stepped through the doorway of the forest
that surrounded my temporary home provided an ominous backdrop for the
mood, my walking stick put to work as I fumbled around in the pre-dawn
darkness.
Some unknown distance and time later I emerged along the north side of
the dense forest, the glow of morning off to my right indicative of yet
another beautiful day. Looking as carefully as I could I scanned the
area ahead and saw a wide valley surrounded by a tall outcrop of rocks.
"Mooo-oooo-OOOO-oooo."
When I heard the cow call again it sounded as if she was little more
than fifty feet in front of me, so I quickened my pace and foolishly
made my way over a blind wall. A second later I was tumbling down an
incline and stopped face-first very close to a pasture-patty.
Yup! My ears were right! I'd heard a cow alright.
My elbows and butt suffered the brunt of my fall, but nothing was broken
and no severe injuries suffered except for my pride. Thankfully the
only ones who might mock me in the light of day were an equally
frightened small herd of cows about twenty yards away from where I came
crashing down. It took me a couple of minutes to get myself oriented
and to rub most of the pain away from my injuries, but once I felt a lot
better I was able to take in the scene.
The sunlight as it crested the horizon was timed perfectly, lighting the
far western embankment of the valley first and helping to provide the
necessary illumination for me to see what I'd stumbled into. In what
appeared to be a nearly perfect natural corral the valley was probably
about three or four hundred acres in size and almost bare from being
overgrazed. The bovine voice that I'd heard was but a single of nearly
two dozen short-horned cattle accompanied by less than a half dozen
calves.
Most of the herd was a bit scrawny and all of the calves looking sickly
or hungry, but all of the adult bovine residents appeared to be in what
might have been relatively solid condition. Of course, I was no farmer
or rancher, and my uncle would have been able to see what was wrong with
each animal from a distance, but I couldn't discern any obvious injuries
or maladies from my first observation other than their need to eat.
They all watched me with the classic cow-eyed charms of a domestic farm
animal in need of some coaching or herding. Even as I approached the
nearest one remained in place and watched motionless as I drew closer.
The moment I withdrew some grass and extended my hand in her direction
she lifted her nose higher, sniffed the air, and immediately walked
toward me. It didn't take her more than a dozen steps and half a dozen
more sniffs before she happily encircled a fair sized sample of the
green offering with her purple tongue and almost wrenched it from my
hand. My first inclination was to smile, a distant memory of a favored
cow on my uncle's farm doing something quite similar when I brought her
some grass from outside her paddock.
In no more than half a minute I was the focus of over half the small
herd, their noses leading the way and their empty tummies not far
behind. The calves might have been interested, but they chose to remain
apart from the rest of the herd. It was only after half the adult group
moved that I was able to see another half dozen calves off in the
distance and lying motionless. It didn't take a master's degree in
animal husbandry or agricultural science for me to determine that they
weren't asleep.
All too soon my hands and pockets were emptied and I was the focus of
cold wet noses and plenty of sniffing. Even after all the grass was
gone my small collection of four legged friends kept sniffing and a few
of them licked my hands, the first recipient of my green fodder choosing
to extend her tongue just right and land a lick on the side of my face.
Either she liked me, or the taste of salt on my skin encouraged her to
sample from anything on my body.
A wave of country happiness swept through me, and before I realized it a
series of huge tears fell down my cheeks, a mixture of joy and sadness
pervading my thoughts as I considered where and when I was. The
comfortable smell of their bodies and the sensation of so many noses
pressing in on me stole any regret I might have had about my recent
deeds and strong hunger to go forth and populate the world, a broad
smile taking hold as the sun began to heat my face. My discovery might
have been an accidental one, but one that would surely bring my small
clan a more comfortable future if I planned correctly.
In the growing light of the morning I retraced my steps over a short
outcrop of rock and then looked around for an easier way back. The
walls were a bit more than a timid cow and weak calf might attempt on
their own, but with the proper inducement of arms full of grass I could
get all of my newly acquired herd out should the need arise. The first
order of the morning was to climb back out of the natural paddock and
then make my way home so I could bring back at least two people who I
suspected would be very surprised indeed.
The moment I stepped up onto the ledge just above the stone wall one of
the cows called to me, a few of her sisters, cousins, and potential
offspring following along as if to inveigle me to take them along.
"Moooo-oooOOOO!!!"
"Moooo!!!"
"Moooo-OOOO!!!"
How strange it was for me to collect so many different lives like some
out of place museum administrator. The cows and calves could wait
another hour or two, so I jogged my way back to the Oregon-4 and my
companions, my walking stick left on the ground some place where I fell.
Just as I caught sight of the smoke rising from the fire pit I saw both
Lee-sha and Tee-la walking around opposite sides of the ship, their
heads turning back and forth in an attempt to see where I'd disappeared
during their sleep. Tee-la was the first one to see me jogging back
toward her, her pained voice making me feel guilty for having left
without telling them where I was going or when I'd be back.
"UNG-RUM TUN!!!"
She began to run toward me in a dead sprint the instant she stopped
calling my name, Lee-sha anxious to run after her younger companion, but
still feeling the detrimental effects of her last tumble into a dark
hole in the ground. Thankfully I suffered no long-term effects of my
fall, and I knew to keep the clumsy portion of my dawn antics to myself.
Tee-la and I came together in a classic lover's embrace as she jumped up
into my chest and wrapped her arms around my neck. The fact that she
was a preteen and completely naked might have changed peoples' minds
about my perception of a 'classic embrace', however. She was literally
bawling as she hugged me, her grip so tight I wasn't sure if she was mad
or happy to see me. Lee-sha's face appeared to be filled with the same
level of anguish, so rather than hold my youngest lover and newest
girlfriend in place twenty yards away from Lee-sha I carried Tee-la back
to our retreat. The moment I was close enough for Lee-sha to touch me
she lunged forward and threw her arms around both me and her younger
companion. I felt incredibly guilty for having scared my girls, and I
knew not to repeat my blunder.
It took a few minutes to calm them down after I fell to my knees at
their feet, because I had no way of communicating where I'd gone and
what I'd found. It was only their pitiful stares into my face that
encouraged me to show them what I'd discovered, the sun rising high
enough over the tall trees along the eastern horizon to bathe us in its
welcome and comforting warmth.
"I'm sorry for scaring you, girls, but I found something in the next
valley over that will provide for your health and food requirements for
quite some time. Would you like to come with me and see what I stumbled
upon?"
All they could do was stare at me with the same blank and needy
expression I'd seen on the cows' faces. Language had such a tremendous
impact on so many peoples' lives in my past, and yet I'd always been
oblivious of its effect on everyday activities. How could I ever look
upon a normal verbal exchange of ideas and desires with such disdain
ever again?
Tugging on their hands as I rose seemed to communicate my needs, both of
them unsure what I was going to show or where I might take them, but
they both must have trusted and accepted me to keep them safe and rose
to follow me. Before we left our campsite I touched Tee-la's canvas bag
with a logo of the K/C station on one side, and extended my right arm
toward her face with my right hand cupped and turned down similar to how
they supplicated to me. She immediately drew it into her grasp, emptied
it of a few items, and then extended both of her hands toward me with
her possession held high in the air toward my eyes. That was adequate
confirmation that she'd let me use it, but rather than claim it I held
her hands in mine and pulled her tight to my body for a quick kiss. She
smiled and looked deeply into my stare, an unspoken agreement for her to
keep possession of it my goal.
With Tee-la tugged to my right side for a little hug I motioned for
Lee-sha to join us, another kiss offered and returned with dividends.
After our kiss and hug I gestured for Lee-sha to locate her walking
crutch. I didn't bother trying to wake Tu-ma or La-ta, since they'd
spent a good portion of the night fucking themselves exhausted. A few
handfuls of cooked meat were carved from our impressive collection, the
rest of the already cooked meat pushed away from the fire pit opening,
and the remainder left to cool down so it could be trimmed and checked
for doneness after we returned. For the first time since I'd rescued
them neither of my girls threw themselves at my feet in submission, and
I was both glad and sad at the same moment.
A minute later we were off, Lee-sha using her crutch a little, but most
likely not really needing it, and Tee-la proudly carrying her canvas bag
with the strong fabric handles slung over her left arm. It might have
seemed strange to anyone else, but walking through the grass with two
naked girls at my sides felt incredibly normal to me by that time.
About halfway to the forest edge I had both Lee-sha and Tee-la begin to
gather handfuls of grass and carefully place it seeds up in Tee-la's
canvas bag. They probably thought I was daft for having them do that,
but until they understood my intentions they'd just have to accept my
antics as having some supreme purpose.
Once it was filled the canvas bag was a bit too heavy for Tee-la, so I
slung it over one arm and motioned for my girls to hold my hands and
walk with me to and then into the forest. They never once balked at my
request, although they did have a frightened look on their faces for a
little while at what I thought was their concern for the intimidating
darkness. All it took were some kisses, lots of naughty fondles of
their developing breasts and bare backsides, and a few playful tickles
for them to forget about being afraid while walking with me.
"Moooo-oooOOOO!!!"
The moment we emerged from the far side of the forest my girls heard the
cows for the first time. They couldn't see them, but the noises the
small herd made must have seemed truly bizarre indeed, because my girls'
eyes were wide with fear. To keep them from being any more intimidated
I motioned for them to stop about ten feet from the edge of the rock
wall I'd tumbled over and made my way the last few yards until I stopped
and knelt down. That was my girls' cue to approach and then kneel
behind me as they held onto my shoulders and peeked over the ledge. The
moment they saw the small gathering of large bovine bodies they were
frozen in terror.
It was obvious they'd never seen anything so large that close before,
and it was a good idea for me to let them take in the view while behind
me, since if I'd have held onto them during their introduction they
might have assumed I was going to feed the girls to the impressive
beasts. The cows, being very needy animals, approached me and my girls
without any hesitation, and they must have smelled the grass in the
canvas bag, their nostrils held high in the air, and a look of
anticipation all over their faces as they licked their noses.
Lee-sha and Tee-la were so scared they never moved as I rose and stepped
down the wall and toward the mass of large four legged bodies. As my
feet hit the ground I found my walking stick and handed it back to my
girls so they could lay it down behind them. It took some doing, but I
was able to get some grass to as many of the cows as I could before I
was being pinned against the wall by the more hungry animals. None of
the calves seem interested in my vegan offering, but a couple of the
more anxious ones homed in on two cows near the back for some liquid
sustenance. By the look of the calves emaciated frames it was apparent
the cows had denied the smaller animals any milk until such time as more
fodder was located and eaten. I might have arrived in time to save yet
more young lives, the younger bovine beasts sure to recover nicely once
their mommies had plenty of grass to eat.
With my back being pressed to the rock outcrop and no other place to go
except up, my best course was to climb the wall a foot or so, tie some
of the grass into small bundles, and toss it over the heads of the more
aggressive cattle so the smaller or less forceful ones could have a
taste. The moment I flung a few roughly-tied balls of grass toward the
back a few of the less eager cows jumped and ran a dozen yards or so,
but once the small packages of grass were discovered by another cow the
frightened portion of the herd reconsidered what I was up to.
My plan was to tease them with a meager sample of the verdant lushness,
lead all of them through the densely packed forest, and allow them to
wander on their own into the pasture that defined our oversize
campground. But I needed to take one step at a time and make certain I
didn't hurt myself, my girls, or any of the small herd of cows. If I
could get the cows healthy enough to produce milk on a regular basis we
would have the added portion of dairy products added to our daily
requirements of deer meat and vegetables. I might also be brave enough
to yoke a few of them for some animal-assisted construction or farm
duties, and as each moment passed I increased my desire to get my new
herd in good condition.
Lee-sha and Tee-la might have been intimidated at first, but both of
them were more intrigued with how eagerly the large beasts flocked
around me as I doled out small handfuls of grass. The girls even grew
brave enough to reach out and stroke the heads of a few that were close
enough to the wall, so I withdrew some grass, handed two equal portions
to them, and then gestured for the girls to extend their arms toward the
herd. Tee-la was the first to do as I wordlessly suggested, and she
squealed and quickly withdrew her hand when she felt a large slimy
tongue envelope her small appendage and claim the grass. Lee-sha seemed
braver, kept her hand extended, and seemed to understand to wait until
her offering was tugged on before she let go. Another sample was handed
to the girls and another squeal was offered by Tee-la, but Lee-sha
seemed to be strangely pleased to feed whichever animal was the most
anxious.
Once the canvas bag showed signs of being half empty I looked for an
easier way down for my girls and then motioned for them to walk along
the wall beside me toward what looked like a set of natural stairs.
They might have been a little frightened, but they seemed much more
curious and followed me to the slight downgrade. The adult cows were
much more hungry than scared and followed the three of us until I
stopped and kept the girls behind me, the calves finally growing curious
or brave enough to follow along like good farm animals. The canvas bag
was left along the upper wall and my attention drawn to the friendliest
of our bovine buddies, its nose scratched, its neck patted, and then
body caressed as I stepped down onto the ground next to it. For being a
wild animal I was surprised at how tame it appeared, none of my actions
stirring the beast to flinch or pull away.
To test a theory I slowly leaned my body over the cow's back and added
more weight until I was literally lying over its bulk. All she did was
shift slightly to make some room, turned her head around to see what I
was doing, but she never appeared the least troubled about the added
weight. It might have been reckless for me to try it, and I knew not to
impart any real stress to her weakened condition, but I needed to see if
she'd ever been around people and slowly climbed over the cow until I
was completely off the ground and propped up onto its back as if I was
going to ride her. The only thing she did was to keep turning around to
look at me, so I leaned forward, patted its neck, and then climbed back
down. As her reward I grabbed some grass and let her claim as much as
she wanted, which was two whole handfuls.
Tee-la was giddy with excitement and I could tell she wanted to try what
I had, so I shouldered the canvas bag and encouraged my youngest
playmate into my arms and then onto my right shoulder. With grass close
by as the cow's inducement to stand still I helped Tee-la onto the cow's
back and watched as my preteen lover was wide-eyed with excitement as
she sat naked on the beast's shoulders. Rather than push my luck after
she'd been in her temporary location for a half minute I encouraged
Tee-la back onto my shoulders and then placed her onto the rock wall
behind me. Even before I could turn around to look at Lee-sha she was
already climbing onto my body, most likely curious enough to try what
her younger companion did. She was also permitted to sit on the cow's
back for a minute while I fed the animal some grass, Lee-sha's naked
body shifted onto the rock wall after a couple minute's motionless ride
and before something unpredictable happened.
While I was helping my girls become familiar with our new herd of cows I
noticed something that would help with the next phase of my plans.
Slightly further away was a narrow but passable area that would serve as
a nice ramp, so with my girls anxious but intimidated, Tee-la holding my
walking stick and Lee-sha her walking crutch, I had them wait for me to
herd the cattle toward their exit route. There was about a quarter of
the original amount of grass left in the canvas bag, so using the grass
to coax the first few cows up I led them to and then along the ramp
until I was leading a procession of hungry animals toward Lee-sha and
Tee-la like a bovine pied piper without the flute. All it took was for
me to gesture to my girls to walk toward the forest where we'd emerged,
and they cautiously led the way back home.
It took some careful maneuvering, but I was able to lead the small herd
to and then into the forest, small handfuls of grass tossed over the
heads of the leading cows to keep the furthest ones interested. A
cowboy I wasn't, but I was smart enough to offer what the cows wanted
until all of them followed the lead cow blindly. It wasn't until all of
the cows and surviving calves were up onto the wall and headed toward
the tall blockade of trees that I noticed an impressive bull along the
far side of the natural paddock. He seemed angry that I was taking his
herd away from him, but he never approached nor challenged me by
stomping its hooves or scraping one of them onto the dirt beneath him.
His services would be required soon enough, but until my cows were
healthy enough he'd have to wait to satisfy his urges and attempt to
increase the population by creating any new calves.
It took some doing and a little coaxing of a few frightened animals, but
we emerged into the bright sunshine on the other side of the forest with
no losses. As soon as the first few cows saw the foot-tall grass they
trotted off and began to feed, the stragglers taking notice and
following along without any coaxing from me. In a matter of minutes all
of them were quietly munching on far more grass than they might have
seen in weeks or months, and the calves were permitted to suckle at any
udders close by.
With the cows busy eating and the calves soon to be much healthier I
encouraged my girls to come with me back to the rock-encircled paddock
where the herd had been confined for some unknown period of time. I
scanned the area, saw no other signs of mobile life other than the lone
bull, and then returned to our side of the forest wall. It wouldn't
take long for the impressive male beast to find his way to and through
the protective cover of the trees, and I had no desire to prevent his
eventual journey to his rightful domain, but for the moment I could
leave him where he was. I felt bad for the calves who were lying dead
on the ground in that natural corral, because had I taken the time and
heard them a week or two before they might have survived. In spite of
what had happened I needed to let it go.
None of the animals appeared the least bothered by our departure or
approach, their smooth bodies caressed as I walked through their midst.
Lee-sha and Tee-la might have been brave enough to sit on one when I
helped them before, but they were much less likely to approach the large
animals from ground level. All it took was for me to let my girls climb
up onto my back so they could feel safe and they quickly changed their
minds about touching and softly patting the cows' bodies.
Another theory needed to be tested, so after I got my girls to set their
feet to the grass a few yards away from our herd I extracted one of the
water bottles from my leg pocket. The half empty bottle of water was
passed around for my girls to drink from, and once devoid of the clear
liquid inside I tugged the first and what appeared to be the most docile
cow away from the others and did something that must have looked insane
to my girls. Kneeling along the cow's left side I used one hand to hold
the open end of the bottle below one of her teats and then milked her
slender pink and black extension with my free hand. After no more than
six pulls the bottom of the bottle contained a fair amount of milk, so I
rose, tipped the bottle up, and took a drink.
I hadn't tasted fresh cream in many months, but the moment I took my
first sip I was ecstatic. My smile must have been adequate confirmation
that the contents tasted good, because Lee-sha leaned forward and
extended her right hand in submission as she had so many times before.
She was handed the bottle, she took a small sip, handed the bottle back
to me, and then smiled wider than I'd seen in quite a while. Tee-la
couldn't handle the strain and also supplicated for a taste and got one,
her eyes wide in amazement at the rich sweet taste of fresh cream.
I'd have to figure out how to capture and then where to store the milk
once it had been drawn from so many udders after they'd been filled, but
for the moment I returned to 'Bessie' for yet another sample. By the
time I'd made my way around all four of her teats the bottle was full.
Both Lee-sha and Tee-la were incredibly anxious to have sip after sip
until the bottle had been emptied and then filled once again. I was
incredibly happy at my morning discovery, since we now had a regular
source of a nearly endless supply of milk at our disposal. As long as
we took care of the animals and made sure they didn't wander off we
could look forward to two milkings of fresh cream every day.
My mind wrestled with how to keep the milk fresh and what to do with the
excess, since just milking the cows and throwing their natural offering
out seemed wasteful. The calves would certainly have their fill, but
with such an abundance of cows and so few calves to feed, my happy human
band would have to take advantage of any excess, and excess there would
be. We could make butter and maybe even a crude kind of cheese, but
without storage containers and refrigeration we'd be swimming in spoiled
milk on a daily basis. What a terrible dilemma.
Lee-sha and Tee-la seemed to be utterly fascinated with the cows after
that, as if they held some mystical power over life because of their
sweet milk offering. It took a few soft calls, but I was eventually
able to get my girls walking back with me toward our campsite, my
walking stick in my right hand, Tee-la's canvas bag returned to her for
safekeeping, and Lee-sha's crutch loosely held under one of her bare
arms as she walked holding my left hand.
We had lunch with Tu-ma and La-ta literally spellbound from tales of
high adventure and frequent references to "ni ta" or what I assumed was
'not water' but drinkable and very refreshing. The term 'milk' was
offered to my girls, repeated back to me clearly enough to be deemed
acceptable, and then to be forever known in our small clan as 'mi-luk'.
Fine, whatever. As long as they used a word that I could understand I
wasn't about to take points off for dialect or intonation. Both Tu-ma
and La-ta might have been more reluctant to sample from the last filled
bottle of milk at first, but once they both had a long drink it seemed
they might want a lot more later on.
With Tu-ma and La-ta asking question after question about the strange
beasts little more than eighty or ninety yards away toward the northern
end of our private heaven I focused my attention on what to do with so
much free liquid food on four legs. After I surveyed the Oregon-4 for
anything I could use I decided upon a spherical storage bottle that had
contained my breathing gas, oxygen, in liquid form while in space.
Since I was back on Terra Firma and might only need it to run the fuel
cell power supply with any remaining oxygen and hydrogen stores it was
decided to pump the remainder of the contents of the oxygen bottle to a
nearly full metal vessle of equal size.
The power systems of the Oregon-4 were turned on, the nearly frozen
liquid contents pumped to a redundant storage bottle, the power system
turned off, and then the lines sealed so I could remove the now empty
container. It took a little work with lots of curious eyes watching
everything I was doing and few of the specialized tools I might have had
access to back on the K/C station, but I was eventually able to get the
large dull silver ball disconnected and unmounted from the underside of
the Oregon-4. After it was vented of the last few pounds of gaseous air
I removed a maintenance port for access to the inside where the heater
and liquid stir devices were mounted and then did a careful inspection
to see if there were any other components that needed to be removed.
It took a little while to construct a small sled out of a few of the
rough limbs we'd collected, but once complete I motioned for my girls
and two guests to join me as I walked toward Bessie and her crew. Tu-ma
was utterly spellbound and most likely had never seen anything nearly as
impressive as a herd of cows before, because he never made a sound as we
approached the beasts and stared at them with a wide-eyed gaze. An hour
and a half later the spherical container was half full and the five of
us were headed back to camp to eat dinner.
Cooked venison, baked potatoes and squash, as much milk as we could
drink, and some blackberries in cream for dessert all made for quite a
tasty meal. In spite of the strange language my new clan all spoke as
we ate and the lack of clothing on my girls and La-ta, all-in-all it
made me feel strangely at ease. After all that had happened and so much
left to explore I actually began to accept what might eventually be a
nice new life for me. I might not like having to reinvent everything
over the remainder of my life just to have some of basic conveniences,
but living a stone-age existence might not be all that bad given my two
lovely personal companions and an extra set of masculine hands when they
were needed.
Poor La-ta looked pitiful as she kept shifting her eyes back and forth
in a vain attempt to see her friends eat and keep track of everything
going on around us in our new surroundings. With the medical stores
available for use I rummaged around the next morning and found some
ointment that was described as having a therapeutic effect for patients
with corneal damage or cataracts. She was scared of my putting
something in her eyes for the first minute, but seemed to accept my role
as leader and provider eventually and just surrendered to my whims.
After her first treatment she seemed much more affectionate and yet
didn't attempt to throw her body at me as she had in the dirt hollow
near the valley. If all went well or even better than that La-ta might
be able to see what I looked like for the first time in about a month.
The next three weeks were spent constructing a more permanent place for
us to live in, a few of the cows encouraged to help drag lots of tall
pine trees that we cut down back to our spot near the Oregon-4. Using
the rudimentary tools that I was able to either craft or modify from
what was on board the shuttle made the going slow, but near the
beginning of the next full moon we had a solid roof over our heads that
looked a lot like a European chalet, just without a lot of the modern
exterior conveniences. One of the large parachutes was used as a
barrier between the wooden beams and the soil I had the girls pile on
over the top, a very sturdy berm home eventually created from the
limited supplies we had to work with.
During the day I was able to determine what time it was by the position
of the sun in the sky, but at night I was lost. My body's loss of
energy pretty much defined when I'd try to get some sleep, but not
knowing what time it was made my watch a redundant jewelry item rather
than an accurate chronological time piece. The accuracy issue was
resolved when I began to take note of when the sun was all the way over
head in the sky and then made some crude measurements of where it rose
and set so I could roughly calculate when it was noon. After a lot of
tests and curious looks from my small group I reset my watch to
approximate when I thought it was midday. I didn't bother with the date
setting, since being off even by a single day wouldn't be a significant
impact to our routine. It didn't take long before I took my watch off
and left it inside the Oregon-4 with some of the other things that had
once meant more to me, both to keep my last personal possession from
being damaged, and because it served no useful purpose any longer.
Each day ended with a nice meal and lots of conversations about the
day's events, even if most of the chatter was difficult for me to
understand. I kept adding to my vocabulary as best I could and accepted
that I'd have to learn what they spoke before I could teach them what I
used ... or *used* to use on a daily basis.
La-ta's daily treatment of eye ointment was a strange opportunity for
the two of us to be together, most of her activities and routine
normally governed by Tu-ma and his desire to keep his younger lover
close by. Lee-sha and Tee-la also seemed to accept some measure of
their older female friend's time alone with me, no more than five or ten
minutes spent with me inside the Oregon-4 tending to the older teen's
eyes.
In order to make my medical activities appear unremarkable, especially
to my girls, I made sure to keep Lee-sha's leg wound clean, wrapped, and
when necessary tended to with some antibiotic ointment. Each time she'd
lie down and prop her right leg up in the air close to my face I'd steal
a long look at her bald sweetness and knew what we'd be doing after I'd
finished with my primary duties. For her to reach toward me from
between her thighs and smile at me when I was finished was all the
influence I needed to quietly enhance my medical task with about half an
hour of gentle lingual and labial attention to her plump and naked
vulva. My young lover never once refused me any sexual desires, and
save for pounding her like a madman I satisfied my carnal lust with lots
of time where my face was splitting her chubby thighs. Oh, what a
delicate feast.
It might have seemed strange to construct an oversize mound of hollow
Earth while the weather was good and the sun shining, but I had no idea
what the summers or winters were like and needed to plan ahead rather
than waste any time. It was during one of my daily ventures near the
entrance to our new place that I began to make marks along one post when
the sun was at its zenith, to see which direction it was headed over a
period of time. I'm glad I started to think along residential lines,
because it appeared the next season was fall rather than summer.
The inside of our place was admittedly dark because of the lack of
windows and only a single large wooden door, but danger could come from
more than a cold blast of air or the uncomfortable heat of an extreme
climate. I'd have to rely on something more than our fire for light
eventually, but until I could come up with oil for some lamps or
something similar we'd have to live in the dimly lit confines of our new
home. The piezo-powered LED flashlights would work for a while, but
even they'd break down eventually, so they were used very sparingly.
Lee-sha's right leg healed nicely, and before I knew it she and Tee-la
were running around the area after they'd done their chores. What was a
bit of a surprise were La-ta's eyes; the almost snow-white haze that had
plagued her for some unknown period of time took on a more translucent
appearance until one day I saw her looking at me with a very familiar
expression. With Tu-ma following Lee-sha and Tee-la as they ventured
off to gather some vegetables and fruits and while I was applying one of
her medical treatments La-ta looked deep into my stare and smiled at me.
After we were finished she rose and held her hands out as if she wanted
me to follow. She could definitely see, because I saw her eyes shift
more often toward my crotch than my hands.
By the time she had a grasp of my hands she was already pulling me with
her toward and into our house. La-ta only stopped moving when she
backed up to the spot where I normally lie down with my girls at night,
and once I was standing close to her naked body she pulled me down. I
shouldn't have let her coax me into it, but after she showed me that she
was clean and might have tasted like sweet dairy cream between her
supple thighs I couldn't resist her offer and made love to the lovely
teen for quite a while.
It had been months since I'd had full sex with a woman, and fucking
La-ta was a celebration in unbelievable pleasure. I don't know how many
times she orgasmed, but my three were a long-held passion that filled me
with a sense of contentment and satisfaction like none other. She also
seemed to enjoy the way I treated her a bit more like a companion and
partner than just a teen fuck-hole, and she was staring into my eyes
with a kind of familiarity and hunger that Tu-ma most likely never got
to witness. By treating the formerly blind teen with a modicum of
respect and reserved affection she appeared to appreciate my efforts and
granted me far more time between her thighs rutting like a pack of dogs
than any girl I'd ever had sex with before.
After my body had settled down after each climax La-ta worked her mouth
onto my cock and returned me to full abilities until I had to pry her
lips from my manhood and plunge as far into her tight young teen pussy
as my rigid length would permit. She seemed almost insatiable and never
let me quit until I couldn't take any more. She seemed to enjoy tiring
me out and held me in her arms and tight to her naked body until I felt
guilty and coaxed her upright. I knew she didn't want to leave the
location of our first sexual joining, but I was eventually able to draw
her back out of our shared house before anyone found out about my
adulterous deeds.
Even after I applied her daily dose of eye ointment to improve her
vision she kept tempting me with her hands by trying to pull my cock
toward her naked and slightly furry pussy. The medical procedure might
have been my original intention, but La-ta's focus was no longer on what
I was doing. Had it not been for her continuous need to fondle and
lightly masturbate me I might have been able to think clearly enough to
resist her, her hands careful to keep me hard but not stir any need for
me to withdraw from her touch. After each of her eyes had been dabbed
with a single tear-sized dollop of the yellow-tinted goo, her lids
allowed to close so the medicine could take effect, and one last check
to make certain everything I applied stayed where I put it she drew her
face toward my hips and slowly fellated me until I surrendered and let
her finish me off. Her demeanor was ardent and intense, but mindful of
my reactions, her mouth far too talented for a teen girl, and her need
to illustrate a level of skill that was sure to wear me down.
She seemed incredibly pleased with herself as she tended to me after I
unloaded into her mouth, her actions and movements the mark of a young
woman who might have more than an hour's pleasure on her mind. It was
foolish of me to keep touching and exploring her sexy body, but she'd
done her best to work me into a satisfied state of euphoria, and I just
succumbed to the belief that we might be able to share in our pleasure
again when and if we had a chance. The way she hovered around me before
Tu-ma, Lee-sha, and Tee-la returned I was sure she felt very pleased
with herself, and I should have been more observant than ever before.
After my girls and Tu-ma returned La-ta wasn't nearly as focused on me
as she was interested in keeping busy with some new chores. Her
original lover should have been more attentive, but Tu-ma seemed far too
proud of his accomplishments and dismissed each hint that La-ta offered
him. Lee-sha and Tee-la were also more concerned with our food
preparations and talking about the day's events, their smiles little
comfort for a man who'd strayed and fucked their rival.
Our dinner was no more or no less complicated than it had been for a
little while, and I was glad nobody seemed to notice my repeated stares
at La-ta's pussy as it glowed with sexual need. I even saw her vulva
wet with hunger and anticipation of yet more fucking, and each time she
caught me looking at her lovely charms she'd spread her legs and let me
stare as long as I wanted to. I stared a lot, and I was sure both
Lee-sha and Tee-la would notice, but they didn't, at least right away.
Without my realizing it my girls were a lot more concerned about me by
the time we went to bed, our naked bodies in a tight heap the only way I
could keep them from staring into my eyes. That night both Lee-sha and
Tee-la were a lot more attentive, as if they could tell something about
me was different. They could have just slept and let me recover, but
both of them must have sensed a challenger in their midst and slowly
tried to work me into a raging sexual dynamo. For them to switch off
with their lips around my cock or their vulvas on my mouth had the
effect they desired, my need to have full sex with at least one of them
coaxing me to gently hold one naked little body tight to mine in the
dark as it rocked closer and closer to my hips.
My wicked little Tee-la was my first virgin to be deflowered, her hymen
taken in the heat of passion, and our union a reckless affair until I
realized what I was doing. It was only after our hips were pressed
tightly together that I became aware of what I'd done, her face wet with
tears at the sensation of my penis pushed inside her preteen body, but a
broad smile on her face indicative of what I'd assumed was carnal
satisfaction. No longer would she be a little girl, her body now able
to accept a man's lust, but her mind and heart cautious enough to tender
her accomplishment with a fair amount of discretion. Hopefully I'd be
her only lover for quite a while, but couldn't be foolish enough to
guarantee that sentiment.
Tee-la's grin didn't last long, because once I was sure she was okay I
slowly drove her to and right over the precipice of lust. I stroked her
G-spot with my glans using rhythmic undulations of my hips and played
with her highly sensitive clitoris until she was moaning and groaning
over me. Each of my slow but determined thrusts seemed to fill my young
lover with plenty of fuel for more, her whimpers adequate warning for me
to be gentle, but her ardent grip around my body confirmation that she
was an equal partner in our lurid union.
To feel her hips pushing hard onto me and her butt tightening when she
lunged forward was all the notice I needed to keep up my wicked deed, my
naked little preteen lover just as hungry for a nice round of sex as I
was. For her to keep a tight hold of me and insist that I keep her
small chubby body filled with my cock for the next few hours instilled
in me a measure of pride and lust like none I'd ever felt before in my
life. How could I be so in need of an immoral union like that with a
preteen and yet eagerly work us into a slow-building orgasm that was
sure to be unlike anything I could remember?
I fucked that little girl like a mad rapist for the longest time and
made sure to keep her tight to me until well after she'd passed out.
Even with her grip slackened and her eyes closed I maintained a lewd
back and forth slow movement into her tight vagina, her ability to
repeatedly 'have' me never in question once I saw her quivering smile
and she accepted what I thrust into her chubby form. Her naked body was
so comfortable against mine, her pert little ass fondled and held, her
thighs silky smooth and firm, and her sexual grip as if she had yet
another set of fingers to keep hold of my masculinity.
Lee-sha might have been a little disappointed while watching me have sex
with her younger companion, but she seemed far more interested in how I
felt, because she kept lightly caressing my chest for a while, and after
she deemed the delay adequate began teasing me by touching both Tee-la
and me between our legs while my youngest ever lover slept over me. The
sensation of Lee-sha's soft fingers as she explored the union between
Tee-la's body and mine was a real turn-on, and I never gave Lee-sha the
impression that I was the least offended at any time. I even granted
Lee-sha permission to completely explore our union by splaying both
Tee-la's and my legs much further apart. It felt hideously erotic for a
set of curious fingers to dance silently on and around the base of my
cock as it was stuffed inside a preteen child who'd recently been turned
into a full fledged woman.
For Lee-sha to slip the tips of her digits between Tee-la's ass-cheeks
and carefully explore the physical bond I'd established with my cock
stuffed inside Tee-la's body felt more like an education session than
any need for my slightly older lover to be crude. Never once did she
try to work my cock free or break our special bond, her actions slow,
determined, and shared with a kind of unrestrained curiosity that belied
any measure of sexual innocence. She knew what Tee-la and I were doing,
but she seemed perplexed and overly anxious to see for herself if
something that she'd only heard between Tu-ma and La-ta was as much fun
as all the noise Tee-la and I had made.
Tee-la might not have originally considered it, but I never broke our
bond until she woke up and slowly rolled off my body. Thankfully I was
awake when she wordlessly decided she needed some relief and I helped
her shift onto her back next to me. She couldn't have understood what I
said next, but the soft and endearing tone while I cupped and fondled
her developing breasts and stared into her eyes might have confirmed to
her that I was very concerned about her new condition.
"You okay, Baby? Did I hurt your pussy by fucking you so much your
first time?"
She looked into my face with a combination of a nervous smile and a
little grimace all over her confused countenance, so it was important
that I tend to her in the most gentle and loving manner possible.
"Let me carry you to the potty, Angel. After that I'll give you a nice
wash with a wet wipe and then I'll see if I caused any real damage."
The moment I tried to rise from our grass bed I felt Lee-sha grip my
right arm as if she was unsure of my intentions. Her potential fears
were also tended to with a kiss and a light tug on the hand she was
touching me with.
"Come on, Sweetie. You can go with Tee-la and me. Ingram, Lee-sha,
Tee-la, hiss."
Lee-sha rose with me and watched as I lifted Tee-la into my arms and
started to carry her toward the privy. I could have completely ignored
my teen partner and concentrated on my preteen lover and first virgin
sacrifice, but that would have been rude and might have created a rift
between the three of us, so I kissed Lee-sha again, captured and then
tugged on one of her hands, and smiled at her. Moments later she had
her left hand around my back and walked with me.
Tee-la was treated like a little injured princess, her butt settled onto
one of the potty spots, and her thighs splayed so both Lee-sha and I
could see as much as we could in the near total darkness with the piezo
LED flashlight. Once my little lover finished going pee and emptying
her body of as much sperm as was possible I used a single slip of tissue
to dab her vulva dry and then waited for Lee-sha to also go pee. As
soon as both of them were finished I lifted Tee-la back into my arms and
realized she was enjoying the extra attention far more than I might have
imagined. Her grip around my neck was a bit tighter than before, I felt
her smiling and then lightly kissing into my neck, and also became aware
of one of her feet kicked out in a classic lover's surrender. That made
me feel a lot better, because it meant that my little preteen sexual
partner wasn't nearly as harmed as I might have imagined.
Instead of returning to our house and climbing back onto the grass bed
the three of us had constructed I opted for some quiet time inside the
hull of the Oregon-4 with two naked girls. My Little One was gently
placed onto a large bag that had served me as my first bed, and my most
recent naked lover was allowed to assume a very comfy position. While
Tee-la was lying back with her legs splayed widely apart I turned on a
single overhead lamp, gently examined, and then carefully washed her
whole underneath with a single wet soapy wipe. Lee-sha was so intrigued
by her younger companion's deed with me earlier that the teen helped,
although she was exploring the younger girl's vagina with her digits
more than actually washing any portion of the little girl's naked
softness like I was.
It was after I'd cleaned Tee-la from clitoris to sphincter that I
lowered my mouth to her vulva and began to lightly kiss and then lick my
young lover, both of Tee-la's hands wrapped around the back of my head
confirmation that she liked the additional tender lingual laving.
Rather than peak her I kept up my antics as if her smooth baby soft and
bald flesh could be damaged by the least amount of abuse. For her to
rock her hips up into my mouth confirmed that she was feeling a lot
better and in need of some more pleasure, but it was Lee-sha's left hand
on my bare back that forced me to see what she might need to tell me, so
I broke my tender grip of Tee-la's vulva and sat up.
What I saw Lee-sha do next was the ultimate in loving gestures, her body
tilted forward, her eyes wide in fear, and her mouth approaching what
I'd just relinquished control of. Just before the teen's lips touched
her younger companion's nude vulva I looked at Tee-la's eyes and saw an
expression of both surprise and growing joy. The instant their skin
touched I saw Tee-la flinch, suck her bottom lip between her teeth, and
then lean her head back until it was resting on the surface behind her.
Rather than let Tu-ma and La-ta see what was going on if they ventured
outside of our communal house I switched the overhead lamp off.
In the near pitch blackness of the Oregon-4's hull I watched a teen girl
have oral sex with her preteen companion, both of them so quiet I wasn't
sure if my ears were working until I heard Lee-sha's lips smacking on
her younger friend's bald vulva. The two of them seemed strangely in
need of their new bond, my sexual exploits with Tee-la an hour before a
kind of door that Lee-sha eagerly walked through once Tee-la was proved
old enough to have fun. For the longest time I sat and watched over
them as Lee-sha slowly and lovingly licked, sucked on, and then
repeatedly fondled Tee-la's nude vulva with her mouth, nose, and face.
They looked like one hot young female couple.
My girls looked so comfortable with each other, in fact, that I was
beginning to get worried I might have lost my supreme position as tongue
master. But rather than act like some Neanderthal brute and interrupt
them I left the girls to their devices and just sat back, Tee-la's
whimpers growing in volume and pitch until she had her first lesbian
orgasm. It was only after I saw her small hands tug somewhat forcefully
on Lee-sha's hair that the teen slowed her attack and drew her mouth
away from the younger girl's highly stimulated vulva.
Tee-la lay back and panted for the next few minutes as Lee-sha lightly
pet her younger companion's nude cunny, the older girl looking just as
fascinated with Tee-la's sex as I'd been. I was so horny from watching
Lee-sha have oral sex with Tee-la that I could have made love to the
younger girl right away, my cock erect, throbbing, and available. But
rather than assume too much and push too hard I just smiled at the
preteen when she looked up into my face, caressed her breast buds, and
teased her erect nipples with slow tweaking movements.
Both of my girls seemed able to read me far more easily than I could
them, Tee-la's right hand caressing the left side of my face, and
Lee-sha's left venturing up my leg until she claimed my cock. Before I
realized where she was and how close she'd gotten her forehead was
nearly pressed to my hips and her lips were locked around my glans. It
felt so good for my young teen lover to fellate me that I just
surrendered to the moment and accepted her need to be Tee-la's newest
lesbian lover and my cum slut. Kissing and lightly petting Tee-la while
her older companion was bobbing up and down on my dick seemed the right
thing to do until I could again have sex with my youngest lover.
In the darkened confines of my billion dollar refuge from what might
have been my past and their present I felt my future unfold with two
underage girls, both of them freely accepting of my touch, hunger,
sexual desire, and need for a new life. Our pace was slow, gentle, and
filled with the timid affections of three lovers who knew no other place
on the Earth or in time. My hands roamed over the extents of my preteen
partner and her slightly older teen companions' bodies as Lee-sha kept
up her continuous labial and lingual strokes and my lips munched on my
darling Little One's mouth. Nothing in my life had prepared me for the
sense of completeness at that moment, my body given freely to a pair of
prehistoric underage girls who might not have been alive were it not for
my having fallen from the sky at the right time.
The next morning was an extreme departure from anything I had known
before that sunrise, every sexual desire answered and physical need
sated, except for Lee-sha inviting me between her thighs hips first.
Nothing of my past could have compared to the vision of my two girls
smiling at me and looking deeply into my eyes as if they were trying to
convey a lifetime's worth of emotions. Something had changed about our
relationship, and it might have been because of my having accepted
La-ta's body the afternoon before. Both Lee-sha and Tee-la seemed to
need me far more earnestly than before as they stared into my gaze,
their observations of my every movement and attention to the smallest
shift in my eyes stirring them to a sense of curiosity that I hadn't
noticed prior to that new dawn. Their activities were somewhere between
rapt devotion and fearful consideration, a mere twitch of a finger or
light caress from my hands enough to encourage my girls to be ready for
anything I might ask of them. It actually felt intimidating.
Our morning ritual was conducted with the same aplomb as each previous
one, a short visit to the privy conducted silently, our hands and faces
washed with some water from the shallow depression nearby, and then both
of my girls eager to feed me some of the previous night's food. For
them to place the sides of their wrists into my neck a few times in a
show of submission that morning confirmed that very little of our
intimate relationship had been altered.
After all of us shared a few long drinks from the last of our preceding
day's milk supply I had to think hard about the kind of life I was
beginning to experience and why so much of my past was important before
that fateful day in space. The cows were milked, the calves checked for
their health, a few of them more accepting of my touch, some of our deer
meat shifted from some plastic bags onto the cooking rock, and any
recently cooked venison placed into the newly emptied plastic bag. Our
routine might have been very predictable, but I was still surprised at
each small accomplishment.
Cooking outside might have been fun during a camp out or when the sun was
in the sky overhead, but at night and with the chance of stormy weather
I needed to add yet another more permanent cover to our abode. It took
a couple of days, but I was able to construct a wide flat lean-to from
the side of our berm home over the fire pit and chimney. The area was a
little bit darker in the mornings and evenings, but the price of the
overhead cover seemed to justify the effort. I might not have been able
to lie on my back and stare at the stars at night while lying next to
or on the rock hearth, but protection was valued much more highly than
scenic appeal.
With our 'home' needing a more adaptable light source than the fire pit
it was time to start thinking about something more than food, sex, and
sleep, but neither Lee-sha nor Tee-la seemed interested in anything
other than staying close to my sides or tight to my chest. Sure, it
felt nice to hug and hold their naked bodies to me at every turn, but I
couldn't venture more than five or ten feet in any direction before one
or both of them would want to be right next to me so at least one of my
hands could be pressed into something soft. I really didn't mind all
that much.
It was only when La-ta was staring at me with an obvious sexual leer and
I then looked down to Lee-sha and Tee-la that my mind contemplated all
three girls having communicated something between themselves while I was
busy doing something else. The older teen's eyes were filled with a
kind of fire that illustrated the full intensity of a young woman with
something on her mind, as if she were intent on taking me away from my
lovely girls. Neither Lee-sha nor Tee-la did anything to overtly
communicate their sense of discomfort until they both looked at La-ta
and must have seen the same sort of passionate stare that I did. That
set into motion a series of events that I was no longer part of.
That was confirmed when Tee-la reached to my chin, turned my face toward
hers, and then stood on her toes so she could kiss me while whimpering
pitifully. Her kisses were tinged with a kind of unspoken need that
needed no translation, her impassioned licks and suckles on my lips a
new form of communication that I understood immediately. She kept
kissing and nursing on my mouth as if she were a puppy inveigling its
mother for some form of comfort, and rather than feel pity or sadness I
knew only a mixture of pride and embarrassment. My girls were perfectly
aware that I'd stumbled, but they were both still in need of my
boundless and oft-times perverse affections.
Thankfully Tu-ma was busy working on something with his new knife when I
was at the center of my social dilemma, Lee-sha and Tee-la holding me
tight in their grasp while La-ta used her improved vision to burn holes
into my soul. The only safe course of action was avoidance, so I tugged
Lee-sha and Tee-la along with me, retrieved the recently fashioned milk
storage container, and began to walk toward the small herd of cows no
more than fifty or sixty yards away for the cows' second milking of the
day. By the time we were close enough to hear the cows' determined
breathing and munching both of my girls appeared much more at ease and
weren't attached to me like limpets.
Half the herd was milked into the container, the rest checked for their
physical condition, the calves approached and petted, and then the
remainder of the cows either milked onto the ground or the younger part
of my herd encouraged to suckle. I hated to waste so much white liquid
food if the calves didn't drink it, but until I could figure out how to
store or preserve so many quarts of natural gold I'd have to consider
the cows' health first and pour their nutritional creation onto the dirt
or grass. Thankfully both Lee-sha and Tee-la seemed to like drinking
from intermittent pulses of milk as I squirted it toward their faces and
between their lips, my girls giggling with their mouths open, eyes
closed, and an expression of utter joy all over their faces.
They probably couldn't have dreamed of having so much deer meat and
fresh milk before I'd rescued them from a dark hole in the ground. That
was proved when I looked hard at both girls' bodies and could see a
definite change to their tone and shape. My girls were getting
healthier, chubbier, more muscular, and I was incredibly proud of my
having found them.
On the way back we took a slightly different path toward our place,
Lee-sha recognizing something in the grass that drew her attention away
from where we were headed.
"Ing-rum tun ... nuh!"
Her urgent tug on my right arm was all the hint I needed to let the
wooden handle of the sled go and follow my lovely naked teen partner
toward what was a small outcrop of green that didn't look like the grass
for the cows or the roofs of our privy and house. The fact that Lee-sha
said 'nuh' was enough for me to watch her use a stick to dig into the
soft soil and retrieve one of her newest discoveries.
Of all the things for me to be happy about a large orange carrot being
pulled into the air was one of the most welcome. The size of the patch
Lee-sha had discovered was clear indication that we'd be munching on
some crunchy veggies during dinner for the next few weeks, and in spite
of the generous find I immediately remembered my uncle's place and the
rather impressive garden that his female crew took great pride in. Of
all the things to consider at that moment having a large place staked
out just for growing an ongoing supply of food burst forth like a bolt
of lightning.
Some of the carrots would be left alone so the tops would mature and go
to seed and the rest of them pulled from the ground to either be eaten
or for their upper portions to be carefully replanted to encourage their
greenery to ripen. For the meantime, however, after three bright orange
fingers of food were worked from the ground I had the girls hold them
under the opening of the milk container so I could rinse them off. The
first bite I took after the outside had been rubbed clean made my mouth
tingle and my tongue almost scream in joy. What a taste!
In order to preserve our find and while my girls were busy digging out
a nice supply to take home I carefully herded the cows away from that
area of their pasture and noticed another area with the same bright
green foliage. It was only after I slowly turned completely around that
I became aware of a fairly abundant supply of our latest vegan repast.
Again storage was my first concern, the preservation of so much food for
leaner times something that plagued me. How could we take advantage of
all that sustenance over a longer period of time without so much of it
going uneaten or spoiling? I now had a bigger dilemma with too much
food than not enough.
Tee-la could have run back to our place and gotten her canvas bag, but
she looked much happier with her arms full of carrots, her hands covered
in dirt, her smile wide, and a look of utter glee on her lovely face.
Since Lee-sha had made the discovery I made sure to kneel at her feet,
lightly press the outside of my cupped digits against her soft neck, and
then whisper words of appreciation for her being so smart.
"Lee-sha, you're a really bright little angel and I'm glad I found both
you and your younger companion in that awful hole."
She wanted to understand what I was saying, her forehead illustrating
the same narrow folds of soft skin as her eyebrows were raised in mental
anguish, and her eyes stirring me to try to thank her in the only form
of communication that I knew at that time. While pressing my right
wrist into her soft neck I uttered words that must have scared her.
"Lee-sha, tun."
She immediately dropped the carrots to the ground, threw herself at me,
wrapped her arms as tightly around my neck as she could, and did her
best to keep from crying. I assumed she was more proud and happy than
scared or humiliated, so I held her nude body to mine and gently rocked
her back and forth with a pile of dirty produce between my knees and her
feet. Tee-la might have felt left out for a moment, until I blindly
reached out toward her and tugged on anything I could touch. She also
dumped her collection onto the ground at her feet, flung herself into
our shared embrace, and gripped both Lee-sha and me lovingly. It took a
few minutes to get both of them far enough away so I could see their
faces and stir a giggle or two with some wiggling fingers into their
soft tummies, and once the three of us felt better we gathered our
groceries and walked back to camp with huge grins on our faces and their
arms filled with carrots.
It was after my girls were describing the subterranean bounty Lee-sha
had discovered that I realized what I could do with both the extra milk
and carrots. Another large metal gaseous bottle was located on the
Oregon-4 that had a perfect seam around its middle, its contents pumped
to a redundant unit, and then the tank removed. One half was perfectly
smooth and round and instantly became our cooking pot, and the other one
with a small valve near the bottom would be put to use as a wash basin
for our food. Another trip was made for some milk, the half-sphere
placed over the fire pit opening, and some of the contents of the first
storage bottle poured into the pot. Once the milk was starting to heat
up a smaller amount of milk was poured into the other half-sphere and a
couple handfuls of the carrots washed after the greens were removed.
Even though I'd never appreciated the tops of carrots before my four
companions had no such reluctance or hesitation, a bounty of salad
munched on as eagerly as the cows had been eating the grass. Since the
carrots cooking in the milk was strictly an experiment I didn't commit
the entire load and patiently monitored the temperature of the milk and
the softness of the carrots. By the time I could feel a light give to a
small sampling I figured it was time to test my work. The veggies were
taken out, the pot removed from the heat, and then my efforts tasted.
It didn't take long for me to coax my clan to share the bounty, and the
dish was heartily consumed as if it were candy. A few samples of cooked
deer meat were nibbled on for proper protein balance, and by the time
the five of us sat back our tummies were full and our cooked feast gone.
Even the milk the carrots were cooked in was finished off until the cook
pot was almost clean.
It made me feel better knowing we had so much available to us so easily.
That was my cue to reconsider how a hard winter might turn our paradise
into a slow death, the cows I'd found unlikely to survive if they didn't
have any sort of protection from the weather, nor us if we didn't have
any long-term food reserves. The casual lifestyle I'd been so eager to
enjoy a few weeks before with two underage naked prehistoric girls was
about to turn ugly if I didn't start using my head.
It took three weeks of long hard work and two of the most cooperative
cows to help construct a large dairy barn. It took another week to fill
one end of it from floor to roof with enough grass to keep our small
herd fed when the cold outside prevented them from grazing. With a
series of horizontal beams to keep it all in place the grass was easily
stacked in a series of overlapping rows so we could tug at the bottom
and free some to feed to our herd. Sure, I was making a lot of wild
assumptions about how the weather might turn when the sun began to arc
lower on the horizon, but my uncle and parents would have been proud of
my foresight when the time came.
Rather than kill any of our small herd for food Tu-ma and I ventured off
every week to find and then dispatch some of the local wildlife. Using
ground traps, leg hobbles, and our knives rather than my handgun I began
to appreciate the value of life when I had to take it with my own two
hands. Tu-ma was an amazing man and had absolutely no fear whatsoever,
even tackling a nice buck sporting a wide rack with nothing more than
his new knife in one hand and a spear he'd fashioned in his other one.
For him to be covered in the animal's blood and smiling proudly after
he'd tackled and subdued his prize confirmed that his physical condition
and painful hobble was most likely because of some prior foolish
adventure with a wild animal whose strength matched or exceeded his.
It was while we were dragging his prize back to camp that I knew to show
him the respect he was due and time my display to coincide with the
moment the girls ran up to us. Even before the three girls could throw
themselves to the ground before us I stopped Tu-ma, lowered myself to
the ground at his feet on my knees, and extended my cupped hand toward
him.
"Tu-ma ... tun."
For him to see and hear me illustrate that level of appreciation must
have really made him feel better than ever before. His chest puffed
out, his posture was a bit straighter, and Tu-ma might have had a sense
of true belonging that he probably had before he'd been injured.
Thankfully it didn't go to his head and he quickly drew me up to my feet
so we could look each other in the eyes, press the outside of his right
wrist into mine, and then utter something that established us as equals,
even if he still called me the clan leader.
"Ung-rum tun ... Tu-ma ... pee-ta."
The girls watched in shock as Tu-ma and I re-established our hierarchy
to one another, the look on their faces illustrating an altered sense of
wonder at how quickly I'd humble myself to someone who that morning was
little more than one of the lesser members of our group. With a wide
smile on both of our faces Tu-ma and I held our wrists together for a
few moments and then turned to see our naked female contingent lower
themselves to the ground and pay homage to their male providers. I
could tell Tu-ma loved the adoration, as I did, but my decision to kneel
down in front of my girls and pull them into my body for a hug wasn't
something Tu-ma might have considered before I did it. While Lee-sha
and Tee-la were hugging me tight enough to hurt and with both of my
hands filled with their tender bare backsides I saw Tu-ma assume a
similar posture with La-ta out of the corner of my eye. I had to smile.
After Tu-ma and I hefted the large beast closer to our camp we let La-ta
and Lee-sha busy themselves with skinning the buck with our knives while
Tee-la helped to wash us down. Even though my youngest lover was able
to see and touch Tu-ma's naked body as she helped scrub all the buck's
blood free she never once deviated from her primary role. I also saw no
outward gesture of sexual interest in Tu-ma when Tee-la was close enough
to his bare genitals to provide him some pleasure, but that wasn't the
case when it was my turn to be washed. It was while Tu-ma's interest
was directed toward his trophy after he'd been cleaned that Tee-la
gently pushed me backward into our home, a wide grin on her face clear
indication that she had something other than washing me on her mind.
She washed me thoroughly enough, but once that task was complete she
seemed curiously fascinated with testing how well she did by wrapping
her lips around my cock and fellating me until I held her head lightly
and erupted into her mouth. Eager to be fair in all things after I
recovered enough I urged her onto her back, lifted her thighs over my
shoulders, pressed my mouth to her bald vulva, and then returned her
favor to me. She'd done such a good job of stirring my fire that I gave
her two quick orgasms before I shifted over her and then made love to my
preteen partner with our other companions busy outside. The two of us
were quiet enough as we rutted on top of our grass bed, but our animated
lunges into each other while fucking were anything but timid or modest.
Tee-la had so completely affected me that I practically raped my naked
and precious preteen lover, my hands urgently cupped around her pert ass
and pulling her tight to my hips when I lunged into her vagina, my mouth
almost stealing her soft lips while we madly kissed, and my eyes nearly
burning her bare flesh as I looked down her body and stared lasciviously
at her small breasts. She was everything I couldn't have had in my old
life, and I celebrated in the lewd and immoral union that we could so
easily enjoy in my new one.
My little lover never once gave me the impression that I was fucking her
too hard or might have been hurting her, the fire in her eyes almost
bright enough to burn holes right through my soul. There was a new kind
of excitement and lust shared between us that afternoon, and something
about the way she stared into my eyes when I repeatedly thrust my cock
into her fat hairless pussy communicated much more than anything I could
have learned while listening to my new friends speak.
It took a while, but I eventually pulled my cock from within the snug
confines of my lovely little Tee-la. She might have wanted me to keep
fucking her all afternoon and the rest of the night, but she didn't
insist that I maintain the same sort of control over her that Tu-ma did
to La-ta. There were a few subtle hints that she was still horny enough
to take on another half dozen men, but she didn't insist I rape her
after I was tired enough to roll off of her chubby body and then lie
naked beside her facing the rough-hewn ceiling of our residence.
It didn't take my preteen lover very long after I gave her a subtle tug
around the outside of her neck before she was on top of me. Rather than
tumble down yet another wicked road of lecherous sex with a preteen girl
I held her tight to my bare chest and caressed her back and plump bum.
Tee-la seemed to like the change in my demeanor, because she snuggled
into my body, nestled her face under my chin, gave me one of her baby
bear hugs, and then let out a long impassioned sigh. In spite of what
society would think of my having sexed a hairless and nearly tit-less
little girl I truly felt as if she belonged to me and I was completely
responsible for her future. What a difference a few weeks made.
The change in my new existence was proved when I felt a pair of lips
slowly stroking my cock while Tee-la was lying on top of me later that
night, her face still tucked under my chin evidence that someone else
was busy fellating me. My first thought was La-ta attempting to work
her way into my small and cozy group, but her voice was easily heard as
she moaned and whimpered somewhere in the darkness. All it took was a
soft caress of the back of my oral partner's head for me to confirm that
Lee-sha was busy tending to my sexual needs between Tee-la's splayed
thighs.
Lee-sha's talents at lovemaking were improving dramatically, because she
intentionally slowed down when the evidence of my next cum began to fill
my body. Her sense of carnal awareness was growing and her playfulness
was also changing, because rather than focus on me she shifted further
forward and began to lick Tee-la's pussy and masturbate her clitoris
after my younger lover arched her back and lifted her ass into the air.
I was the lucky man under both girls when Tee-la became aware of being
the focus of my kisses and Lee-sha's licks and suckles, my cock caressed
with Lee-sha's hands while she laved her younger companion's vulva.
Somewhere between fellating me and orally masturbating Tee-la, Lee-sha
got the crazy idea to work the end of my cock back and forth between my
preteen lover's vulvar softness and then between her own lips. She kept
going back and forth between teasing the younger girl with the end of my
cock and then nearly swallowing me whole after I'd felt the snug grip of
Tee-la's vagina. It finally proved too much for my younger lover, her
hands pushed between our bodies so she could gain control of my dick and
work it completely inside her tight and hairless grip.
But Lee-sha wasn't finished with us, her tongue washing over and around
the back of my cock and across any portion of her younger companion's
nude vulva as I slipped in and out of Tee-la's vagina. My naked teen
partner seemed to grow more adventuresome with each union, her curiosity
taking us into new directions and her reluctance to stay apart from any
form of loving decreasing dramatically. She seemed to want to be part
of any form of sex I might have, whether it was with her small right
hand while quietly resting in the dark, her mouth as I lightly gripped
her head, or when I was plunging madly into the younger girl's formerly
virgin body.
By the time Tee-la was satisfied it was Lee-sha's turn, and just as I
was giving the young teen's G-spot a good workout with my longest digit
and rolling her clitoris around with my tongue, Tee-la was suckling
madly on one of Lee-sha's nipples. For the first time the three of us
made quite a bit of noise and Tu-ma and La-ta were listening to us have
sex rather than the other way around. It was a very satisfying night.
The next day the five of us remained in our two sexually disparate
groups and did little more than milk the cows, make love, and lots of
noise until dinner time. Taking care of the cows was the only time we
were vertical for more than half an hour, a quiet meal shared, and then
all of us venturing off inside our home to our separate grass beds for
more sex. It actually sounded very relaxing to hear La-ta moaning and
whimpering about fifteen feet away from me and my girls, because her
impassioned sexual music drove my young lovers to want more than just
lying still and touching.
That was the night Lee-sha positioned herself over my hips and looked
down into my eyes with a sense of fear and excitement that told me what
she wanted to do. Since Tee-la was a full partner in our love it was
only fair that Lee-sha be welcomed as well in her presence, the younger
girl eager to watch and help if possible. For Tee-la to softly suckle
on one of Lee-sha's erect nipples while I played with the other one
seemed to be just the sort of distraction the teen needed for me to roll
her clitoris around while she held onto my cock and lowered herself. It
didn't take more than a few minutes after she'd had a nice orgasm before
Lee-sha and I became aware of our complete bond, her bald vulva pressed
firmly onto my slightly furry pubic crown.
What had been a little painful for her once in the back of our hollow
near the valley where I'd found them was no longer of any concern, a
look of amazement on Lee-sha's face once she realized that I was all the
way inside her tight and formerly virgin grasp. Tee-la laved around
Lee-sha's vagina and my cock the first time the teen lifted up slightly
and showed off a dark crimson tinge to our having come together, the
younger girl taking on some of the older one's nice habits by freely
laving any portion of our naked skin that seemed like fun to lick.
For quite a while that night Lee-sha extended her control over me by
encouraging our continued union, Tee-la a little miffed at such intense
focus and domination by her older companion, but mindful enough of her
own freedom when the two of us were fucking sedately to be patient. My
teen lover kept our love making going far longer than I'd anticipated,
almost wearing me out by the time she'd had her sixth or seventh orgasm.
It was only our youngest playmate helping me to keep Lee-sha distracted
with some lingual lesbian affection that allowed me to keep my dick from
being rubbed raw. It was hard to believe, but I was actually glad I
could take a break from having sex with either underage girl for a while
so I could recover and do it all over again.
It was apparent by both girls that oral sex with each other was only
considered once they'd proved they could each have intercourse with me,
because Tee-la easily settled face-first between Lee-sha's thighs just
as Lee-sha had done to her. They looked so sexy together like that, and
I carefully shifted the smaller lover over the slightly older girl's
body until they were locked together in a very passionate and
uninhibited '69'. For the next couple of hours I watched them make love
to each other with their lips and tongues, both of my girls expressing
their affections for their naked companion like nothing they might have
wanted to do before.
My hands weren't nearly as absent as they should have been, because I
was frequently touching and masturbating both of them if one of them
took a short break. To see one girl have an orgasm and grimace while
moaning made me smile and must have filled her female lover with pride.
They could have remained apart from me that night and kept their sex to
themselves, but they chose instead to lie tight to my body when they
grew too tired to continue. They touched and kissed each other and me
before they fell asleep, and I could tell we were a more complete trio
of lovers when they'd reach up to my mouth for a kiss and then kiss each
other. Just touching them was enough to coax them into more sex, and
both of my underage lovers eagerly allowed any nasty caress or curious
insinuation of a male digit. Fingering them from behind might have been
easy because of their slightly smaller size, but it was cruel to keep
them at a heightened state of sexual fervor. I eventually stopped
masturbating and finger-fucking them and held their silken bare butts in
my hands moments before I fell asleep.
By their expressions and antics the next morning nothing could be
discerned regarding their new relationship, and I was glad they could be
giggling little girls when they felt like playing or studious and
attentive companions when work needed to be done. Something had changed
in their relationship, as if they'd grown up and matured overnight.
The most important tasks that day were tending to the cows, becoming
more familiar with the calves and their needs, adding more grass to the
hay loft, rooting around for more vegetables, and cooking or reheating
any meat that was going to be eaten. La-ta's regained vision had
allowed her to become a very proficient scullery maid, and she was eager
to take on any task that seemed to give her a new reason for living, so
I showed her what I knew and tried to communicate my goals as best I
could.
While heating some milk in the cook pot over a low fire I was distracted
by a horny preteen and briefly forgot about my kitchen task. By the
time I returned the milk had almost boiled over, so I madly stirred it
and tried to keep it from being ruined. That's when I discovered a new
way to make use of the milk. It certainly needed a lot more sugar, but
what I'd created was a fairly decent mild form of caramelized candy. It
took some time to figure out how to repeat my happy accident, and with a
few careful experiments I was able to make either a soft or a fairly
hard semi-sweet dessert.
Something sparked a thought in my head after I gave my companions a few
samples from my creation, and after another container of milk had been
collected I started working on a heavy cream mixture that quickly became
thick and viscous. The smell and consistency seemed right, so yet
another type of experiment was conducted to enhance our ability to see
at night inside our earthen house. To see a small bundle of soaked
grass glow with an even flame as it was perched in a small mound of
thickened cream from the fatty constituents confirmed I was able to make
my own version of a milk-fat candle. Without any fanfare at all I'd
been able to craft a crude form of butterfat and boiled enough water off
so the oils within could volatilize and burn. A dozen were quickly
crafted and enough supplies collected for as many more as could be made
before the mixture got too difficult to work with.
We finally had a means to light the inside of our darkened house, and my
neolithic companions were utterly fascinated with my invention. The new
and crude candles didn't give off a lot of light, but within the
confines of our home any light was a vast improvement. The only thing
needed after that was for me to construct some rough candle holders and
position them in various places. Tu-ma and La-ta seemed particularly
intrigued with one closest to their bed and kept playing with the single
flame at the upper end, both of them far too curious and getting burned
at least twice. We might be able to keep one lit at all times, but it
was still a good idea to build up a reserve of supplies rather than burn
up everything I made. It wasn't long before I'd run out of supplies and
had a small collection of mounded candles with grass straw wicks ready
to be used whenever the need called for it.
Meat, water, vegetables, a house, cows, milk, a barn, candy, light, sex,
and plenty of company; what else could I ask for?
A storm on the horizon forced me to test the use of the cow shed, and
with my girls and La-ta as frightened helpers I was able to coax all of
our herd inside. Since I'd fashioned a few horizontal rails along the
grass side of the barn to keep the cows from despoiling their food
supply I didn't need to worry about their locations. With plenty of
fresh fodder gathered from the nearby pasture and available our herd
settled their bulk to the floor for a few hours of confined contentment.
I took that time to milk each of the cows one at a time, help a few of
the calves eat their fill, and then cook most of the collected white
gold into candy and more candle fuel.
By the time the rain began to fall, the lightning cracked overhead, and
the thunder boomed angrily around us all of my clan had been fed and
were sequestered in our house. Because of the position of the entrance
to both buildings we were able to see our heard and they might have been
comforted by our presence. There was enough grass, earth, and timbers
above us to muffle a fair portion of the noise, but it still sounded as
if the storm was quite a bit more violent than the last one I'd seen.
To pass the time my girls and I settled onto our bed and shared our
bodies and that of an anxious companion, a lesbian '69' something to get
my interest up enough to join in and torture one girl while the other
helped. Soon enough we switched off and tortured the other one. I was
eventually their focus, and after they'd gotten me to orgasm into one of
their mouths both of them took turns fucking me.
It was erotic to kiss and fondle one girl's breasts and pussy while the
other angel was rocking or bobbing up and down over my hips, and my
adventures took on hideous proportions when I repeated my wicked deed
with her companion as the first girl settled over my cock. It was only
after they'd worn me out that my girls lie face-to-pussy next to me and
pleased each other while I pet and fondled both of them. Nothing of my
life could have prepared me for such hedonistic and lewd attitudes, and
I was glad the world had been turned upside down to allow it.
The weather changed dramatically over the next few days, the clear blue
skies and warm sunshine replaced by a horizon-to-horizon blanket of
varying shades of gray to black. The winds seemed to easily find their
way deep into our house through the open doorway, so it was time for us
to make a door for both buildings to keep us and our cows warm and dry.
Without a workshop full of tools to help me I had to rummage my way
through whatever supplies I could find to come up with something that
might serve as a windbreak. Settling on a fairly rigid frame of strong
limbs with a deerskin covered outer and inner shell seemed to be the
right idea, including a grass-filled center to serve as insulation. It
was only after it was in place and hanging from hide and sinew hinges a
day later before my small clan began to appreciate my creation. In a
matter of an hour after the door was closed the inside of our house
actually felt pretty warm.
To keep us from being overcome by the smoke from the cooking pit I
fashioned a louver at the top edge of one wall near the chimney with a
long pole-handle as a control so any of my clan could either open or
close it. To provide fresh oxygen for the fire I drilled a hole inside
the firebox that could be opened or closed as needed, and before I
realized it the smoke that had been in our place was gone. The heat was
enough to keep us comfortable, and with only a little practice even the
girls were able to keep the smoke from filling our abode.
A day later a barn door was fashioned with a thicker frame and heavier
hinges because of who'd be inside to possibly mess it up. After it was
hung and tested I set out with Bessie, Lee-sha, and Tee-la for a load of
firewood. Tu-ma and La-ta headed off in the opposite direction, either
to have another hour or two of monkey sex, or to go gather some food.
It didn't matter which, because they were an independent couple and
could do as they wished, and Tu-ma, by that time, had established
himself as a pretty impressive hunter.
Bessie seemed to like having hands all over her back and sides and an
opportunity to eat different greenery, because she never once balked at
wearing the rudimentary yoke I fashioned nor the unimpressive load she
had to drag along behind her once we'd burdened her with a half dozen
tree trunks. We made three trips before I saw Tee-la hug her nude body
and shiver, the cooler weather obviously taking its toll. In spite of
my desire to keep my girls naked they'd need to be covered very soon.
After the last of the firewood was neatly stacked next to the cooking
pit the cows were milked, the calves played with and fed, some candy
made, and a quick meal for the three of us enjoyed. Tu-ma and La-ta
might have been gone longer than normal, but with a pair of long sharp
spears, his new knife, and La-ta's improved vision I really wasn't
worried too much about him or his mate.
Just before dusk and after the weather settled down enough the girls and
I moved the cows out of their barn. With my loyal female partners busy
collecting any dung and soiled grass inside the barn I walked the cows
around the pasture until it started to get dark, and then brought them
back inside when I felt it start to rain. Our herd hadn't been safely
tucked into their refuge from the foul weather for more than ten minutes
when I had a chance to take a cool open-air shower with both of my
slightly dirty helpers. A hot shower might have been nice, but without
a water heater we had to do with the increasingly uncomfortable rain to
wash each other clean.
Standing close to a roaring fire seemed to quickly diminish the
discomfort of our being naked and wet, and before long I was combing the
girls' hair with my fingers and trying to keep their locks straight so
they'd appear more 'civilized'. It was after both of them were smiling
and playing with their hair over one or both shoulders that I lowered my
hands and gently began to fondle their small breasts. They watched me
as I tenderly tweaked their nipples, cupped their breasts, and then
shifted my hands further down their bodies. The three of us were lying
in bed and having a nice three-way romp a few minutes later.
Tu-ma and La-ta never came home that night, and they'd never stayed out
alone since we'd found each other. To say I felt tremendous concern was
an understatement. I began to understand how a parent might feel when
one of their children hadn't called or come home when they were supposed
to. Of course with the advent of personal ID bracelets that everyone
wore from the time they were a baby until they were laid to rest made
living back home both secure and a nuisance, but that was technology
that wouldn't be invented for quite some time.
The next morning I was torn between going outside when it got light
enough while calling to my companions and assuming the two had decided
to move on to establish their own future. Both Lee-sha and Tee-la kept
walking around our small compound every hour or so, anxious to learn
what had happened to our newest companions. It was only a keening wail
from a distant older teen just after midday that broke the pall of
despair and forced the three of us to go running outside.
The moment we saw La-ta we knew something was very wrong. She was
holding one of her hands to her body with the crimson stain of her blood
streaming down from some as yet unknown injury. Both of my girls took
off after her while I headed to get a med-kit in the Oregon-4. Either
she was too scared to stop running, or was so desperate for help that
she didn't wait for Lee-sha and Tee-la to carry her back to the house.
Between sobbing from her ordeal, panting from being out of breath,
shaking from fear, and her left hand and tummy covered in blood, it took
a minute to get her calmed down enough to see what was wrong. I was
very grateful her injuries were limited to a few deep gashes on the palm
and outside of her hand, because had she any abdominal injuries I
wouldn't know what to do other than perform some crude form of surgery
to stitch her back up. It was while I tended to her dirtied and
bleeding stab wounds that my girls washed their companion's body free of
both dried and fresh blood.
Had I suffered the kind of wounds that La-ta had I'd have been screaming
or passed out, but she didn't appear to be the least bothered by my
medical routines as I cleaned her wounds and then applied the necessary
antiseptics and bandages. It was only after her hand was tended to and
then wrapped in some wound dressing that I checked the rest of her for
any other injuries. There were some bruises, some scrapes, and maybe a
small cut or two, but nothing serious enough to warrant anything other
than a thorough wash.
She looked surprisingly calm after I covered her injured hand in a clean
plastic bag and then directed her outside for a quick shower in the gray
afternoon. She even looked deeply into my eyes while I washed her, my
hands lingering a few seconds longer on her slightly fuller breasts and
lightly dusted muff than they should have. In a hormone-clouded fog I
even slipped my right middle finger down her vulvar cleft, between her
thighs, and then into her vagina for what I tried to convince myself was
little more than a rudimentary cleaning. Her hips rocking back and
forth while I finger fucked that injured teen was both a good and bad
sign, for she was comfortable enough with me to accept a departure from
our new social norms, but also negligent of her loyalty to Tu-ma. She
could have coaxed me into something more carnal and crude, but we were
both getting cold standing outside in the rain, so I withdrew her
invader and coaxed her back inside toward the warmth of the cooking pit.
The plastic bag was removed from her bandaged hand and then wiped dry,
and the teen provided with some milk, meat, and vegetables. She ate and
drank furiously, as if she hadn't eaten anything since the previous day.
That's when I began to really get worried about my older male companion
and asked the naked older teen about her companion.
"La-ta ... Tu-ma?"
Kneeling in front of her I shrugged my shoulders and pointed toward the
wall in the direction she stumbled from. It seemed to be enough,
because she immediately threw herself to the ground face down in front
of me with her forehead close to my knees, her right wrist pressed
against my body, her hand cupped palm down, and she sobbed. For the
first time since I'd floated back to Earth I felt as if I'd lost a
friend, the only man I knew and could trust most likely hurt, and
possibly even dead.
"La-ta. La-ta!"
Tugging on her arm to try to get her vertical only encouraged her to
lunge forward with her hands going around my body. The poor thing
wailed almost hysterically for a half minute, both Lee-sha and Tee-la
wide eyed in fright with their minds probably filled with thoughts of
their once trusted older male clan member being outside somewhere in
distress ... or worse.
Gently stroking her hair and back I tried to shush La-ta and shifted her
to my bed, neither of my girls apparently concerned about another woman
taking a comfortable spot on her back in their domain. It was going to
be hard enough to get any useful information out of her because of our
significant language differences, but I had to do something.
"La-ta? Soss Ingram-tun nya Tu-ma ka?"
"Ni! Tu-ma ni nya."
As the last syllable spilled from her lips she began to cry again as she
rolled toward me, but this time her lamentations were very subdued, as
if she'd resigned herself to some horrible catastrophe.
I'm glad both Lee-sha and Tee-la climbed onto our bed with La-ta and did
their best to comfort her with lots of hugs, whispered pleas of some
kind, and four small hands caressing her body in a gentle display of
tender affection. The poor teen was obviously filled with remorse at
some disaster befalling her mate, so the best thing for me to do was
think about a possible rescue or recovery mission. I didn't know what I
could do to help Tu-ma, where-ever he was, but I had to try.
By the time I got my pack ready, some dried deer meat stuffed into a
plastic bag, some carrots and fruits tucked into another one, and at
least half a dozen water bottles filled, it was too late in the day to
amble off to find my friend and fellow provider.
The girls were left to comfort La-ta while I tended to the cows, walked
them outside for some green grass, checked on the calves for their
condition, and milked their mothers before I brought our white liquid
gold back to the house. The four of us ate a quiet meal of mostly
vegetables and warm milk, La-ta falling asleep in my arms after the last
of our dinner was finished.
Acting in a role that I'd never assumed I might take on I helped a
sleepy older teen along toward our privy while Lee-sha and Tee-la either
hugged their female companion or me. We all took care of our business,
washed ourselves in the depression about twenty yards away, and then
returned to our house.
La-ta looked exhausted by the time she was helped onto our bed. Lee-sha
and Tee-la, though, appeared full of energy and ready to take on some
rather naughty activities in the near darkness of our place. I could
have encouraged them to fuck me silly, but chose instead to bring the
three of them together so they could get some sleep. I was a bit more
than a little surprised when Lee-sha insisted I lie down face up next to
La-ta, with Tee-la on my chest, and Lee-sha tight to my other side.
For the first time in my life I was surrounded on three sides by as many
naked girls, two underage, but already dedicated to me. It wasn't as
hard as I thought to kiss either of my girls, their mouths close enough
for a long series of tender labial embraces, and their tongues eager to
wrestle with mine. It took a while, but the three of us eventually fell
asleep.
I knew at least one of them might try it, and I wasn't disappointed when
my cock was directed between a chubby pair of thighs later that night.
Tee-la moved as gingerly as she could, but not carefully enough, because
both Lee-sha and La-ta were awake before my youngest lover had her cum.
For Lee-sha to slip her hand between Tee-la's thighs from behind and
play with both of us while I fucked my precious partner added just
enough stimulus to Tee-la's excitement so she'd pop. It felt glorious
for her movements to go from regular and rhythmic to convulsive and
erratic, the fullness of her orgasm spilling over and affecting her
female companions.
Lee-sha was the next to act, gently pulling Tee-la off my body for a
minute or two of lesbian sex before the slightly older girl settled onto
my naked hips. Tee-la masturbated herself with one hand while she
touched her companion and me as Lee-sha had, the slightly older teen's
G-spot so easy to stimulate she was gyrating to a nice orgasm long
before she might have wanted to.
Just as Lee-sha had done Tee-la gently pulled her slightly older friend
off my body and then settled face-first between her thighs. With my
cock throbbing and bobbing in the darkened realm of our sleeping area I
watched as two sexy young women made love to each other, their hungry
mouths eager to sample from a young tight body after I'd offered a
little of my personal lubrication.
It was while Tee-la was succumbing to another orgasm from Lee-sha's
tongue that La-ta sat up, shifted close to my left hip, and claimed what
had been ensconced in a young girl's body a minute or two before with
her uninjured hand. I could have stopped her, but I was still too
horny, and a woman's hand on my dick was something that I couldn't
refuse. For about ten minutes my girls feasted on each other, their
whimpers and moans the perfect sort of fuel to stir La-ta to lean
forward and wrap her lips around my erect cock.
Since my girls were busy with each other's pussies I let La-ta work me
over with a quick blow-job. Thankfully I surrendered to my orgasm
before either of my girls noticed what La-ta was up to. In the dull
glow of a single candle overhead and the flickering light of the fire in
the cooking pit I watched as Lee-sha and Tee-la slowly recovered from
their lesbian adventure. They looked so beautiful together, and I was
actually a little jealous of the bond they'd established.
It wasn't until they kissed each other, hugged, and then shifted toward
me that they noticed La-ta's right hand still slowly shifting up and
down my cock. Tee-la was the one who expressed her displeasure the
most, a stern glare at their older female friend just the hint La-ta
needed to retrieve her hand and then lie down a bit further away from
me. Tee-la immediately took her previous spot on my body, her thighs
capturing my half-hard dick and her right hand slipped between us so she
could nestle my cock into place against the silken softness of her bald
vulva. Apparently she wanted to claim me, but didn't need to stuff my
penis into her vagina to prove her point to La-ta. The older teen
seemed to grasp what was being shared, because I felt her shift away
from my left side even more.
Being the head of my small clan I knew some compromises might need to be
made, so I gave Tee-la a long kiss and a hug, did the same to Lee-sha,
and then reached around La-ta's head so I could pull her closer to me.
Something about the way or order of my actions seemed to satisfy Tee-la,
because she turned her head sideways on my chest toward Lee-sha, let out
a long sigh, and settled down.
My right hand remained around Lee-sha's body and left around La-ta's,
both of my appendages slipping down their bodies in the darkness until
I had two hands full of naked tush. It didn't take long for at least
one wandering digit to slip further and be granted passage amidst their
supple cheeks, the tips of my fingers allowed to wiggle under and then
inside the entrances to their vaginas. There was a strange sense of
order and normality for my fingers and cock to be tucked into such warm
and tolerant examples of female beauty, La-ta still horny enough to rock
her hips slightly and stir me to finger-fuck her. Lee-sha appeared more
anxious to have her pussy filled and for me to just leave my finger
there, a kiss on my right ear just before she laid her head onto my
shoulder so she could go to sleep.
In order to keep things equal among the girls I shifted my fingertip
around until I found and then began to subdue La-ta's clitoris, a soft
moan confirmation that she liked the idea of being masturbated in bed.
Using a slow rolling and sweeping motion I carefully brought her right
to the precipice of pleasure and then over it, her hips jerking back and
forth against my left hip proof that I'd accomplished what I set out to
do. My left ear was kissed, she snuggled tight to my body, I worked my
finger back inside her vagina, and she appeared satisfied enough to go
to sleep. That wasn't the case with Tee-la, though, because after a
brief pause she worked her right hand between us again and tucked my
turgid cock back inside her pussy. Once inside and as far within her
body as I could travel she let out another sigh, kissed me again, and
then stopped moving. It appeared all she wanted was to prove her
dominance over La-ta, or something like that.
The next morning all three girls were sobbing and trying desperately to
make me change my mind about leaving them alone. It took some doing,
but with my knife to be shared between them, one long sharp spear each,
and enough food and water available so I could see what had happened to
Tu-ma, they'd be safe enough until I returned.
With my firearm strapped to my right thigh, my trusty walking stick in
my left hand, my pack nestled onto my back, and filled with the same
sort of tools and supplies from my first trek, I kissed all three of my
girls and started to walk toward that spot in the tree line where we'd
seen La-ta emerge injured and bleeding. Sure, it was going to be hard
to back-track where she'd been with the rain washing her blood away from
her tracks, but Tu-ma was out there somewhere, and I needed to go find
him.
It wasn't nearly as hard to follow where she'd come from as I imagined,
the grass still broken where her feet had trampled it, a few drops of
blood every few feet or so, and a clear line of movement away from a
spot that I'd been. Having altered my eating habits and with the
constant amount of work just to survive I was also in much better shape
than when I fell from the clouds, so my trek toward the unknown went
much quicker than the first time I'd ambled through the woods and found
my neolithic companions.
After four hours of constant walking I thought I saw something. Through
the tangle of trees and bushes I noticed what looked like a wolf or
large dog eating something on the ground, its head down, muscles tight,
fur bristled in a show of dominance, and posture one of confidence. I'd
remembered seeing a few gray wolves at the edge of my uncle's property
many years before, but always knew they were too rare and skittish to
attack a person unless they were injured. What I hadn't anticipated was
for that animal to be just a single member of a pack of six, one of the
other canines noticing me before the one eating did.
My handgun came out, an extra magazine ready to be inserted as soon as
the first one was emptied, and my walking stick held in a horizontal
position in front of me to deflect any sharp teeth that came too close.
It didn't take three of the other animals more than a second to see an
opportunity to take me down, their eyes bright, locked onto some as yet
unknown portion of my form, and a look of savage hunger all over their
toned and sleek bodies as they broke into a dead sprint toward me.
Using the enhanced sight across the top of the weapon I took aim and
dropped the closest one with two shots. The other two were either far
too hungry to notice or care, because they paid no attention to their
fallen comrade and kept running toward me. The next animal was hit just
under the chin and fell like a stone, most likely either a spinal or
heart shot. The other animals still near their food gave chase and
followed the last of the original three to run toward me, the third
animal dropped ten yards ahead of the last one.
The next animal was wounded badly enough to make it rethink trying to
eat me, the one after that also wounded and sent yelping off in some
obscure direction, and the last one hit from behind as it tried to get
away. As soon as I saw where it limped away I took off after it and was
able to finish it off with a head shot within thirty yards. The first
wounded animal and the one I'd caught feasting on whatever they'd
claimed attempted revenge by approaching me from the side, but a volley
of three more shots dropped it about ten yards away from me.
In my excitement I lost count of the rounds expended, and when the last
animal was seen trying to make good on its escape I pulled the trigger
and nothing happened. The second magazine was slipped into place and a
wild array of lead directed toward where I last saw fur flying. A loud
and pitiful yelp confirmed I'd hit it, so I ran as quickly as I good in
that direction and was able to get close enough to see it hobbling on
its front legs trying to drag itself away from me.
I hated killing animals for no good reason, but I also knew to put a
wounded one out of its misery, so with one last head shot I did just
that. The only thing to do after the last one was dispatched was
collect all six of them, check on what they'd been eating, and hope it
wasn't Tu-ma.
As soon as I saw what the first one had been focused on I knew I'd found
my friend. His knife was still in his hand, and it was covered in
blood, so at least one of the wild animals in their pack must have been
killed or wounded badly.
Poor Tu-ma. I'd only hoped he was dead or unconscious before the
animals began to feed on him. His abdomen was ripped open and empty,
his face mangled, his legs torn up really badly, and his left hand
missing. It wasn't until I looked a bit further away from where I'd
come from that I saw three more animals, one of them still moving.
Feeling as if that pack had eaten *my* heart out I walked with tears in
my eyes to where the last living canine was growling and whimpering at
me. I watched for about a minute as it attempted to get to its feet and
try to take a piece out of me, unsure whether I wanted it to suffer
because of what they'd done to my companion, or act as my uncle had
taught me and put the stricken animal down. Civility and decency
overtook my desire for revenge, and with a single loud detonation from
my handgun the beast made one last pitiful yelp and expired.
All nine carcasses were collected, tied together, and then stung up in
the air about ten feet high so I could tend to my friend's body without
being disturbed, and so any additional animals I hadn't killed might
reconsider what their comrades were doing dangling from a long thin
rope. I took the knife out of Tu-ma's hand, recovered the scabbard it
had been stored in, and then shifted his body toward a spot that would
seem appropriate. Openly crying while digging his grave was something
that affected me more than I could imagine. I was wary enough of my
surroundings to see if any more carnivores might surprise me, but I was
alone and surrounded by death. It was a painful reminder of all that
had happened to me since that fateful day in space.
The soil was soft enough for me to dig a hole about four feet deep
fairly quickly, but the rain made the ground difficult to maneuver and
easily mound up to the side. I'd never dug a grave by hand, but doing
so for Tu-ma seemed appropriate. He deserved a decent burial and the
sweat it took to place what was left of his body into the ground was
well spent. Once I carefully situated him face up in his final resting
place I gathered some flowers from the immediate area as a gesture of
affection, laid some fir boughs around and over his body to keep the
dirt from despoiling what remained of him, and then returned the soil to
where I'd removed it. After everything had been done I knelt down,
bowed my head, and offered my fallen friend a few words ... even if he
or his spirit wouldn't have understood them.
"Tu-ma ... I'm sorry I wasn't around to help defend you, Buddy. I hope
you died in a manner that you'd be proud of, and should be pleased that
I killed the last of the beasts who took your life. La-ta will be taken
care of and won't have to worry about her future any longer. She's a
lovely young woman and someone who will always remember the man who kept
her company, cared for her, and made sure she was loved. I'm gonna miss
you, Man."
The animals were lowered to the ground in a disgusting heap, and the
rope was tied to my waist so I could drag them back home. What I didn't
become aware of until I stumbled through the last wall of tall trees
around our domain in the dabbled light of the full moon a few hours
later was the lack of rain falling from the sky and the stillness of the
air. It made for an uncanny setting as I walked the last hundred yards
toward the two large mounds of Earth that were my home, barn, and the
unnatural metal behemoth of the Oregon-4.
I knew the girls were going to be scared and anxious for my return, so I
called out when I was about twenty yards away.
"Lee-sha! Tee-la! La-ta!"
Three loud shrieks were my confirmation that they heard me, and as soon
as I saw them turn the corner and run toward me I knew they were
alright. I untied the rope that I'd dragged the carcasses with from my
waist and then extended my arms in greeting, La-ta and Lee-sha the first
two to claim a spot, but a very insistent preteen anxious enough to push
her way between them so she could wrap her arms as far around my body as
she could. It felt good to be hugged so ardently, and I vowed to do
everything in my power to protect and provide for my new family.
When La-ta screamed, broke our hug, and ran backward toward our house I
wasn't sure what happened until Lee-sha and then Tee-la followed close
behind. All I needed to do was turn around to see what had frightened
them, nine angry faces staring back at me, most of their eyes and mouths
open, lots of white teeth bared, and an impression that someone or
something was going to be killed in a matter of seconds.
It was going to be a shock for them to see me handling the canines, but
they'd soon get over it. Rather than deal with the animals in the dark
I left them in the grass and walked the rest of the way to and then into
the house. The first thing I saw when I pushed the door open were the
tips of three sharp spears pointed ominously in my direction and the
knife in Lee-sha's hand ready to plunge the hardened steel tip into
anything foolish enough to venture inside.
"WHOA! Easy girls! It's just me."
All three of them kept looking around my body to see if the animals were
behind me, and only relaxed a little when I took my pack off and set it
down to the ground near our bed.
"It's okay, girls. They're dead."
They kept looking at me and then out the slightly opened door, unsure
what it was I attempted to communicate. The best thing to do was prove
they weren't in any danger, so I motioned with my right hand for them to
join me outside. They huddled behind me with their weapons ready to do
harm, cautiously scanning the area ahead of, beside, and behind them.
The moment they saw the canines where I'd dragged them they yelped
again, pointed the spears in that direction, and shifted around me as if
to afford me some protection. I felt pleased at their willingness to
defend me like that, but they needn't have bothered.
They might have preferred I didn't do it, but I kept walking toward the
beasts who'd killed our comrade, and once close enough got down on my
knees and extended my hand to pet each of their faces. La-ta appeared
to be the angriest, her uninjured hand clenched around her spear so tight
her knuckles were white and could easily be seen in the full moon.
To afford her a sense of victory over the beasts I coaxed her toward the
animals with the tip of her spear against the closest one and motioned
for her to 'kill' it. Her animated and wild thrusts and the way she
screamed her rage at what they'd done seemed to have a tremendous
benefit for her, because she grunted at Lee-sha and Tee-la and then
encouraged them to do the same as she did.
"Lee-sha! Tee-la! Soss nya fost-ah vost na, ka!"
Both of my girls immediately lunged forward and stabbed all of the dead
animals numerous times, their faces filled with rage and their eyes with
fire. I'd never seen them look so intimidating, and I hoped I never
would again.
Once they'd emptied their anger toward the hapless carcasses the girls
tugged me backward toward our place and kept the ends of their spears
pointed toward a collection of cold fur, muscles, and bones. They only
dropped their spears and hugged me after we were inside and standing
close to the cooking pit.
None of them asked me about Tu-ma, because La-ta had most likely told
Lee-sha and Tee-la what she either knew or suspected. I chose to keep
his funeral to myself until such time as was necessary to share it.
What the older teen did next took my breath away.
To see La-ta prostrated on the ground at my feet in the same display of
submissiveness as the first time I saw her was a little shocking. She'd
been around me for weeks, and yet with Lee-sha and Tee-la kneeling at my
sides and facing her the older teen appeared to be in need of begging
for a place in my small family and circle of lovers. I'm pretty sure
both of my girls knew what was going to happen, but they must have been
trained to watch someone have to plead for a spot in the clan. What the
older teen said next confirmed what was going on.
"La-ta nuh Ung-rum tun, na ka."
Her display saddened me, but I clearly understood why she was doing it
and what it must have meant to both Lee-sha and Tee-la. In spite of her
strange language I couldn't miss the distinct placement of her life into
my hands, as a member of my small clan, a companion, and finally as a
sexual partner who I could enjoy when I chose to.
To confirm what I was supposed to do I looked down to Lee-sha first and
then turned to Tee-la, broad smiles on their faces, and their heads
going up and down to acknowledge their acceptance of La-ta in my family
unit. I smiled back, nodded to them, and then squat down directly in
front of La-ta's down-turned head. She immediately thrust her right arm
up, offered her wrist to me, and whimpered into the ground under her
face as if she was trying to hold back another round of cries. I took
her wrist, lifted it to my mouth, kissed along the inside just below her
palm, and then lightly tugged on her arm as I whispered to her.
"La-ta? La-ta pee-ta. La-ta nuh, Ingram tun, ka."
She immediately lunged forward and up, engulfing me in an embrace so
tight it genuinely hurt my ribs. All I had to do was turn my head to
each side slightly for me to see a little doubt in my girls' eyes, a
broad smile on my face and a few nods toward them confirmation that
nothing about our relationship had changed. My hands were tucked around
their shoulders, both girls pulled tight to my sides, and then kisses
shared between the top of La-ta's head, Lee-sha's nose, and Tee-la's
bee-stung crimson lips.
Poor La-ta sobbed into my chest for quite a while, her fears most likely
making her doubt she'd be accepted in my group. It might take some
time, but she'd eventually be comfortable enough with me to assume a
slightly less submissive position, since she was the last of my 'wives'.
My tummy rumbling was just the thing to change the mood, La-ta flying
toward the food larder to bring me some dried venison and four carrots.
But rather than feed just me she handed me, then Lee-sha, and finally
Tee-la some meat, a carrot for each of my girls, two for me, and then
assumed the same submissive posture she had a little while before with
her right wrist pressed against my body. Her gesture was clearly
understood.
Both of my girls immediately began to munch on what she'd offered with
smiles on their faces proving they liked La-ta's new place. In order to
exhibit my role as a compassionate provider I squat down again, held
La-ta's shoulders, tilted her into a squatting position, and then
presented her with one of the two carrots and half the meat she'd handed
to me. Her face scrunched up into a happy grimace and she burst out
crying as she leaned into me again. I could have accepted her display
of emotions and acted like some brute who enjoyed seeing a girl cry, but
I lifted the food in my right hand, wiggled a piece of meat against her
quivering lips, and watched as she tried to smile, cry, and eat all at
the same time. It took a while, but the four of us had our fill of
food, drank the last of the milk, and then went outside to go check on
our small herd of dairy cows and their offspring.
La-ta made sure to offer me the first of the freshly acquired milk, and
then did the same for Lee-sha and Tee-la. I could tell both of my first
two girls liked the order of succession, but was a little worried they
might let their dominance over the older teen affect our relationship.
I'd have to worry about that once the four of us grew together more
completely.
Since the weather had cleared and although it was a bit cooler I led our
herd outside with the moon high overhead and directed them to an
undisturbed section of the pasture away from the nine dead canines.
They'd most likely be found before the sun rose, but I couldn't imagine
the cows would do anything more than just sniff them for a little while
if they did. With one more collection of milk shared between us and a
cute white mustache across the tops of my girls' mouths we visited the
privy, stepped into the depression to wash ourselves off, and then went
into the house.
The first thing La-ta did after she pushed her way past me was to gather
up the grass that she'd shared with Tu-ma and carried it to the cow
barn. I watched stunned as she fashioned a place for her to sleep out
there, and wasn't sure what my younger girls might have communicated to
their slightly older companion. Lee-sha and Tee-la must have sensed my
disappointment, because they whispered something to each other and then
ran after La-ta. A few seconds later all three of them emerged holding
hands, smiles on their faces, and at least La-ta's head bowed. When
they stopped in front of me and all assumed the same submissive posture
with their faces toward the ground, foreheads close to my feet, their
right wrists extended, and pressed against my calves, I knew they'd
finally come to terms with a sort of equal stance in our clan.
To make our bed a bit more comfortable I coaxed all of them to their
feet and then directed them to the far end of the barn where the fresh
grass was piled all the way to the ceiling and held in place by a series
of both vertical and horizontal limbs. I grabbed a few large handfuls
until my arms were full, looked at all of my girls, nodded, and then
watched as they did the same. With our fresh natural padding carried to
our house each of us scattered our collection and then fluffed it all up
so the bed took on a more comfortable look. Once that was done Lee-sha
assumed the same spot she had the previous night, she lie down facing
the ceiling, and then coaxed Tee-la on top of her, face-to-face.
They kissed for a minute, twisted around, and then feasted on each
other's nude and bald pussy. I wasn't sure what they were trying to
prove or communicate, other than they were horny and needed to have a
nice lesbian orgasm. La-ta and I knelt next to the bed and watched,
both of us most likely anxious to either join in or have some fun of our
own. The only consolation was the certain knowledge that I'd get to
fuck at least one of my girls and most likely both before the night was
out.
Lee-sha was the first to pop with Tee-la close behind, their grunts and
moans audible evidence of what their naked hips and asses conveyed. The
strong stutters and uncontrolled jerks both into and away from their
lover's mouth looked so erotic, and I hungered to have a taste of what
they'd just sampled.
After they pleased each other they both rose, smiled at me, knelt
directly in front of my feet, and proceeded to get access to my cock.
Once I was out of my wet clothes and my garments allowed to hang close
to the cooking pit to dry both of my first girls began to fondle and
masturbate me, their hands used first, and then their mouths. It felt
wicked to have a hand on the back of each of their heads, then feel a
set of soft lips encircle my cock for a few back and forth hugs, to be
quickly replaced with the other set. I was so satisfied that I wasn't
aware of something that would change the dynamic of my new household for
the foreseeable future.
It was while Tee-la was lovingly fellating me that Lee-sha tugged on
La-ta's uninjured hand and directed her to a spot at the middle girl's
left side. When my right hand was lifted away from Lee-sha's head by
her left hand and then placed on top of La-ta's further to my right I
opened my eyes and looked down. As soon as Tee-la's lips freed my penis
Lee-sha used her left hand to push against La-ta's back, the older teen
smiling like a kid on Christmas morning with a room full of presents.
As tenderly as she ever had before, even though it hadn't been that many
times, the older girl began to lovingly lick, suck on, and mouth my cock
until I was far too close to hold back.
Both Lee-sha and Tee-la watched with smiles on their faces and sat on
their feet, as if to provide La-ta complete access to me and grant her
the honor of my semen as I filled her mouth. My oldest family member
and newest sex partner knew too much about affording a man pleasure,
because she was able to do things to my dick inside her mouth that were
certain to place her at the top of my list for blow-jobs. La-ta knew
how to swallow so she could take me completely into her mouth, the feel
of my dick within such a warm and wet place akin to her dripping pussy.
She'd been trained really well, and I had Tu-ma to thank for it.
For the first time since the three of them had been offered to me I had
a very satisfying orgasm in La-ta's mouth with Lee-sha and Tee-la
watching, and with their approval. La-ta could have kept my cock after
I'd spent over her tongue and I wouldn't have argued, but she seemed to
understand something about her place in our relationship and allowed my
dick to come free. She kissed it a few times, licked it a few more, and
then gently turned my body so Lee-sha was the next in line. As
impossible as it seemed I was about to get the same treatment all over
again by my middle young wife.
By the time Tee-la was ready to do her best I couldn't wait any longer.
I think she was very pleased with herself when I shifted all of them
backward so I could lie down on the middle of our bed face up and tug
Tee-la over me. Her eyes were filled with fire as she settled over me,
her naked hips perfectly positioned, and my cock nestled in place inside
her tight vagina the moment she rocked her body forward.
I banged that lovely chubby little thing until she squealed and then
fell forward onto my chest. What she must not have realized was how
much energy I'd had stored up after they helped me 'unload' so many
times. Once she was little more than a bundle of quivering naked flesh
I urged her to my right side and pulled Lee-sha over me. She actually
giggled when I got a little rough, as if I couldn't wait any longer to
have my way with her.
Lee-sha took a little longer, but she eventually succumbed to the
constant stimulation of her G-spot and clitoris. Tee-la was so anxious
to have access to her slightly older companion's pussy after her orgasm
that she pulled against Lee-sha's hips somewhat forcefully fractions of
a second after my cock had been granted freedom. They were just about
to merge into their exotic lesbian union when they stopped and looked at
La-ta. The older teen must have felt terribly intimidated, because she
lowered herself to the top of the bed, pressed her face to the grass
surface, and extended her right wrist toward my face.
Tee-la then spoke very softly and confirmed that La-ta had officially
been welcomed into our group.
"La-ta nuh, Ung-rum tun, ka."
La-ta let an excited cry escape and then shifted her right wrist toward
Tee-la and Lee-sha. They each held her forearm for a moment, and then
shifted her limb toward my face. That was my cue to take it, kiss it,
and then tug on it so my newest family member could assume her place
over my body.
La-ta and I had fucked before, but we made love that night. She was
slow, confident, attentive, and stared into my eyes with a kind of rapt
fascination that I'd never experienced before. It was almost too much,
and the only way to get her to quit staring at me was to pull her mouth
to mine so we could kiss while we had sex.
What once was the sound of Tu-ma and La-ta rutting in the darkness
around me and my girls had been altered to Lee-sha and Tee-la moaning
with a bald pussy against their lips while La-ta and I quietly made love
for hours. We didn't stop until I had two and my naked partner had many
more orgasms than that.
For both Lee-sha and Tee-la to kiss La-ta after they finished with each
other was a special expression of acceptance, as if they only then truly
welcomed her into our small group. By the time I fell asleep all three
of my girls were lying tight to my body, and I had my arms around two of
them. The smile on my face was matched by La-ta's, and my first two
girls' faces shared a similar, if not fully revealed, expression. I
could only hope peace would be the norm after that night.
Our routine that next morning didn't appear the least bit different than
many before it, except Tu-ma wasn't part of our meal, nor was his
control over La-ta missed. The sun was back out, the sky almost
completely clear, and the temperature back where it was before the
storms cooled us off. It might have been a hint that autumn or winter
was around the corner, so we'd have to think about building up our food
reserves fairly soon.
It wasn't until La-ta became part of my small personal group that I
realized just how abusive and at times downright mean Tu-ma could be to
her. She didn't seem to complain too much about the way he treated her,
or at least shared any outward behavior that she didn't care for the way
he hovered over her and seemed to govern every aspect of her life, but
with my almost constant smiles toward all of my girls, but especially so
with La-ta because of her uneasiness in her new position, the older teen
grinned a lot more and even appeared happy to do things for all of us.
Lee-sha didn't try to dominate La-ta at all, but Tee-la was very quick
to command her older companion at every turn. I was a little surprised,
and very disappointed. I'd hoped the same level of tolerance my first
two girls had for La-ta the previous night might extend to our waking
hours as well. If it got bad enough or if Tee-la tried to hurt La-ta
I'd step in, but wouldn't until either or all three of them got out of
hand.
The canine carcasses were tended to after our personal activities had
been dealt with and our meal finished. I saw a constant scowl on
La-ta's face while all of us skinned the animals, their hides cleaned
and then repaired where I'd shot or the girls stabbed them with their
spears repeatedly. It took a while that day, but the animals' naked
forms were dragged off toward the tree line and buried. Their furry
coats weren't going to be used for a while, but if it got cold enough I
knew where they'd be carefully hung.
Each time the cows were milked, the calves fed, and then the whole herd
shifted to another part of the pasture around our house I saw a growing
confidence in each of my girls' faces. They'd still squeal and scamper
away when one or two of our bovine companions would feel threatened or
want some space by swinging their huge heads and shoving a naked body
out of their way, but the girls' small hands and strong fingers easily
took command of the beasts' udders and emptied what only one of the
calves might when they happened along.
Rather than take a chance another set of sharp teeth might attempt to
harm any of us I decided to keep the girls with me whenever I went
hunting, or me with them whenever they went searching for roots, tubers,
vegetables, or fruit. I didn't like the idea of them having to live
without me, so another three sets of sharp eyes would reduce the
likelihood that I'd be surprised, and they'd be able to track down prey
and help me bag it. It was too late in the day for us to go hunting by
the time our chores had been tended to, but the morning would be the
right time to venture out and find a deer or some other game animal.
Rather than throw out any milk on hand the next morning because it would
go bad I decided to cook everything we had into candy. None of the
girls seemed to mind, because they enjoyed a number of small pieces that
didn't end up inside at least one large plastic bag. We'd have plenty
of fresh cream to drink in the near future.
My girls seemed to know what I was up to when I began to prepare my pack
inside the house. A half dozen water bottles, all my hunting and
survival tools, and even a small share of our food was carefully tucked
inside, at least La-ta's face twisted into a painful expression at the
prospect of my being killed like Tu-ma was. Lee-sha and Tee-la knew
what was going on, but they seemed to accept my venturing off without
them, as if it was their responsibility to act more mature and in
control than my newest family member. I'd tell them what my plans were
after we ate our breakfast.
Our time in bed that night was very different than the one before, as if
they believed giving me their bodies might dampen my enthusiasm or take
away my focus from hunting. All of them were very attentive and hugged
me with a lot more enthusiasm than they might normally, but other than
a few caresses and at least one preteen hand masturbating me when the
other two couldn't see her do it, they chose to remain tight to my body
and lie quietly until they were asleep.
When I woke up the next morning I was in bed alone. At first my mind
wasn't clear enough to realize how unusual that was, because I hadn't
slept with a woman on a regular basis until I found Lee-sha and Tee-la.
Once my head was back on Earth I lunged up into a sitting position only
to see my girls prostrated on the ground to the side of where I was
lying down, their faces against the dirt floor, and all of their right
cupped hands extended toward me with their palms down.
It was the sound of Tee-la whimpering and sneaking a peek at me by
lifting her head slightly that forced me up and in front of them, her
face dropping back to the ground while I was moving.
"No, girls! I'm not going to leave you alone and be eaten by wild
animals. I should have told you last night."
"Ing-rum, tun!"
"Ung-rum, tun!"
"Ung-rum, tun!"
DAMN! Our language barrier was going to be a real pain if I didn't try
harder to learn theirs or teach them mine.
"Ni, Lee-sha. Ni, Tee-la. Ni, La-ta. Ingram soss ... fost-ah nuh."
All of them giggled for a moment but didn't move, which told me my
grammatical proficiency was lacking considerably.
"Lee-sha, Tee-la, La-ta."
Calling their names, touching, and then tugging on their wrists in turn
drew them into a more socially acceptable posture, their eyes red and
puffy from having been crying for a while. I felt awful, but how could
I have known how they'd react to my hunting preparations?
Pointing off in the air away from them and saying two words seemed to
clue them into my plans.
"Ingram nuh."
Tee-la was the first to scamper to her feet, find her spear, and then
take her place at my right side with the long, sharpened, and slender
wooden rod dropped to the floor in front of us. She again assumed a
submissive posture, but this time at my side rather than in front of me.
Lee-sha and La-ta seemed to grasp what their younger companion's actions
had implied and burst up off the ground and repeated what Tee-la had
done. Lee-sha squat down along my left side with her spear over
Tee-la's at an angle, and La-ta so close to my knees in front of me that
she was practically lying on top of all three weapons by the time her
forehead touched my kneecaps.
I'm glad they chose to volunteer like that, because it was certain to
make them feel better about taking the initiative rather than be afraid
when I suggested they endanger themselves or each other in the wilds. I
felt silly thinking that way, because they'd been on their own before I
met and assumed responsibility for them, or at least with others of
their kind so they had adequate protection and supplies of food. That's
when I remembered Tu-ma and La-ta stumbling around across the valley and
their having survived for so long with his injuries and her near total
blindness. They were tougher than any girls I'd have known back home,
but probably much more vulnerable than I cared to imagine.
Their backs were each caressed, their wrists tugged on until I got them
into a sitting position, and then a broad smile on my face to prove that
I liked what they'd just invited themselves into.
"Lee-sha, Tee-la, La-ta ... soss nya na nuh, ka?"
Again all three of them giggled and relaxed slightly, but it was Lee-sha
who took it upon herself to teach me how to speak.
"Ing-rum, tun ... "
She touched herself between her breasts, then La-ta, and finally Tee-la.
"Lee-sha, Tee-la, La-ta soss nya puku nuh hah, Ing-rum tun, ka."
That's when I remembered Tu-ma providing me with his verbal resume and
the word he used to forage or hunt for food, 'puku'. But one of the
words, 'hah', was new to me, so I asked for clarification by saying that
word, shrugging my shoulders, and holding my hands in the air over my
head. She got the idea immediately.
"Lee-sha ... 'hah'?
She giggled again and then motioned for the other girls to rise.
"Tee-la! La-ta!"
A few seconds later all three of them were standing in front of me.
Lee-sha was at my far left, La-ta in the middle, and Tee-la to my right.
Lee-sha's left arm was around La-ta's back with her hand around the
older teen's waist, La-ta's arms were behind Lee-sha and Tee-la's bodies
and her hands were holding both of her comrades hard enough to create
indentations in their skin, and Tee-la was holding La-ta around her
waist next to Lee-sha with her small fingers deeply impressed into the
older girl's soft skin. As soon as they stopped moving they spoke
nearly simultaneously.
"Hah!"
"Hah!"
"Hah!"
So 'hah' must have meant 'with' or 'together'. I put all the pieces
together and parroted what she'd said before as I motioned with both
hands toward the door.
"Lee-sha, Tee-la, La-ta ... Ingram soss nya puku nuh hah na, ka?"
They immediately lunged forward and down toward me as I knelt on the
floor at their feet with broad smiles on their faces. It felt good for
them to throw their arms around my body. It felt even better for them
to acknowledge my understanding of the 'together' concept.
"Ka, Ing-rum, tun!"
"Ka, Ung-rum, tun!"
"Ka, Ung-rum, tun!"
It seemed strange for both Tee-la and La-ta to utter my name with the
first character as a 'U', but it wasn't the appropriate time to correct
them. They'd just learned they wouldn't be alone and seemed to like the
idea of venturing off into the wilds with me, regardless of how they'd
gotten used to calling me by name. With them tight to my body and a
sense of intimate community growing inside me I hugged the outer two
girls and whispered into the top of La-ta's head.
"I wish I could tell you girls that I love you, but the concept of love
is most likely so far from your understanding that I'll have to settle
for hugs, kisses, and bright smiles instead."
They leaned back slightly, tilted their heads up, and looked at me with
confused faces, but didn't attempt to challenge what I was saying. It
was a soft kiss on each of their mouths and a lewd smirk on my face that
must have told them what I must have wanted to communicate, because they
smiled back and each touched me in a different place around my head.
It was Tee-la who decided to share a bit more of their culture with me.
She shifted La-ta out of the way, took the older teen's place directly
in front of me, touched her bare chest between her little mounds with
her left, and then rested her right hand flat against my chest over my
heart.
"Tee-la loh-ku Ung-rum, tun."
When I saw both Lee-sha and La-ta blush and look down for a moment I was
uncertain just how intimate Tee-la's claim might have been. But when
the youngest of the three whispered to the other two I kind of got the
idea soon enough.
"Lee-sha ... La-ta ... hah soss loh-ku Ung-rum, tun."
Both of them immediately sat straighter and looked me right in the
eyes with deep crimson glows to their lovely faces. They spoke
literally at the same moment and held nothing back as they placed the
palms of their hands against my chest next to Tee-la's.
"Lee-sha loh-ku Ing-rum, tun."
"La-ta loh-ku Ung-rum, tun."
In spite of our lack of complete understanding moments before I knew
they had just professed their love for me. The appropriate, if clumsy,
thing to do was attempt to share that sentiment with them. With their
hands still on my chest I placed my left forearm over their appendages
to keep them in place as I lifted my free hand. My right was placed on
one of Lee-sha's cute small breasts first, and then atop one of Tee-la's
plump mounds, and then around one of La-ta's slightly fuller breasts,
whispering into their gaze as I touched them.
"Ingram loh-ku Lee-sha. Ingram loh-ku Tee-la. Ingram loh-ku La-ta."
It must have been a pretty risqué concept and an even more daring offer,
because all three of them bowed their heads, smiled as they blushed
again, and seemed moved by my admission. Almost as one they leaned into
me, wrapped their arms around my body, and then kept kissing me on my
mouth, cheeks, and neck. It felt nice to be their center of attention,
but we had a busy day ahead of us, and if they kept encouraging me we
might spend the day in bed fucking rather than trying to find food. It
might have been rude to cup their breasts and fondle their nipples for a
minute or two, but my girls seemed to have a need to linger in the
moment, just like all the women I'd known did back in my old life when
romance and pledges of commitment were openly expressed.
It took a while, but we eventually rose from the floor and got busy.
After our cows were milked, we had our fill of fresh cream, and our herd
was directed to an uneaten area of their domain, my three girls walked
beside, behind, or in front of me as we headed off to find some fresh
meat.
About two hours into our hike La-ta said the familiar word that stopped
all of us in a second.
"SHUH!"
Lee-sha and Tee-la slowly dropped to the ground to hide amongst the tall
grass while looking around cautiously. Before I became aware of what
had gotten La-ta's attention my posture mimicked theirs, but with my
eyes on La-ta rather than anywhere around us. I had to admit the hairs
on the back of my neck were standing up, and I was ready for yet another
pack of wild carnivores to attack us.
La-ta then whispered one more word that confirmed her vision had
completely returned to normal.
" nuh "
Once she was squatting down in the grass to my right I followed the end
of her spear and looked off in the distance. Somewhere between the
trees and hidden by its natural camouflage was our next meal, if I could
find it. To see La-ta begin to crouch down and slink through the grass
established that she was bound and determined to prove her worth, and in
spite of any danger she might get into I decided to let her take control
of the situation ... for a while. I wasn't about to risk losing any
more of my happy clan, even if the older teen needed to justify her
existence to her younger female companions, so I unholstered my weapon
and quietly chambered a round.
She got about five feet ahead of Lee-sha, Tee-la, and me, stopped, moved
her spear in front of her at the top edge of the grass-line toward her
quarry, and then whispered again.
" Ung-rum, tun ... nuh "
Her body and spear were in a perfect line ahead of me, and once I
followed the tip of her weapon I saw a small herd of deer ahead in the
grass and munching away. The girl had to have incredible vision to see
that clearly, because I only noticed what she had when one of the
animals moved slightly. But what La-ta did next took me off guard,
because I was sure *she'd* want to claim ownership of the kill.
She completely dropped to the ground, slithered back to a spot almost
underneath me, and then whispered as she shifted her left hand away from
her body repeatedly.
"La-ta nya puku nuh. Ung-rum, tun ... mo, nuh."
The new word 'mo' must have meant 'go' or 'go get', because even after
she stopped talking she kept gesturing with her bandaged hand for me to
do my magic. The best approach might have been to do as she said, but
I had a strong need to include my first two companions and lovers so
they wouldn't feel left out.
"La-ta ... soss nya puku nuh, hah Lee-sha, hah Tee-la, ka?"
For me to encourage her and my other two to help must have either been
shocking or at the very least considered an honor, because they smiled
and placed a free hand on part of my body for a moment and then all rose
slightly. Moving as a pack of expert hunters while taking advantage of
the trees and grass as cover all three of my girls maintained a steady
pace with each other, their position slightly ahead of mine confirmation
they'd understood the communal aspect of our hunting adventure. They
even made sure I was beside or right behind them, frequent stops along
the way to confirm our next meal was where La-ta found it.
By the time we were less than twenty yards from the small herd I stopped
my girls with a soft "shuh" and did a little strategic planning. All I
had to do was call each of their names, draw a few rough figures in the
ground, tap on each girl's arm to indicate who was being directed, and
then point in various directions to illustrate which direction each of
my hunting party should go.
Just as I'd planned and quietly explained each of them slinked off just
below the tops of the grass and used the available ground cover to flank
the herd. A few times I lost track of all three, and I grew *very*
uneasy at the thought of them getting injured out of my line of sight.
My fears were unfounded, because as soon as they took up the spots that
I'd suggested flanking the deer they each slowly rose just high enough
over the grass as it shifted in the breeze for me to see their faces.
That's when my firearm was lifted to horizontal just above the grass
line and then pointed toward the herd. With my left hand I made a
single waving gesture and then rose to my knees looking down the gun
sight ready to fire.
La-ta was the first to jump up and yell, Tee-la and Lee-sha doing the
same as soon as they heard her. The herd bolted and as I'd hoped they
began to run straight for me. I could have used less ammunition or
taken better shots, but downing three nice sized deer with half a dozen
rounds expended wasn't too costly. Thankfully one of the three was a
buck, his rack big enough to be considered useful at some point. The
other eight or nine deer were allowed to scamper off into the woods in
various directions, since we wouldn't be able to haul that much food
back with us in one trip.
My girls came running toward the three animals that I'd shot, the buck
already dead, but the two females moving just enough to need to be
dispatched. When La-ta ran up with her spear in her right hand and her
bandaged left used as a prop I immediately knew what to do.
"La-ta! Fost-ah nuh!"
She didn't even hesitate for a second and thrust the sharpened end of
her spear into the animal's chest. It was a perfect blow, because we
all saw blood begin to pour out of its body in a torrent. But to hear
her speak with such authority a second later both shocked and pleased
me.
"Lee-sha! Tee-la! Fost-ah nuh!"
Acting just as La-ta had they quickly lunged forward and dispatched the
second doe, their aim almost as accurate as La-ta's.
With fury in their eyes and their teeth bared as if they'd assumed far
different personalities than the loving sex monsters in my bed they
focused all their attention to the animals we'd claimed. It was a
little intimidating to see that kind of ambition and determination in
their demeanor, but I also felt good, because I knew if anything
happened to me they'd be able to provide for themselves.
A moment after La-ta withdrew her spear she thrust it into the air and
wailed victoriously.
"NUH!!!"
Lee-sha and Tee-la immediately followed along, their cries not quite as
confident, but still elated.
"NUH!"
"NUH!"
Since we had a little hike ahead of us toward home I decided to make a
sled to drag the deer carcasses behind us while the girls examined their
windfall. But I saw something in La-ta's eyes and almost forgot what to
do to recognize what she'd done.
With my pack removed and leaned against a tree a few feet away I got
down ahead of La-ta, pressed my knees to the grass in front of her naked
feet, lowered my head toward the ground, pressed the inside of my right
forearm against her bare left calf, and then said two words that had a
greater impact than I realized at the time.
"La-ta ... tun."
She immediately gasped, dropped to her knees, threw her face to the
ground lower that mine near my head, and then pressed her right wrist to
my left ear as she spoke.
"Ung-rum, tun! Ung-rum, tun!"
My point had been made and was quickly mimicked by Lee-sha and Tee-la,
their right hands lightly pressed into my body first and then into
La-ta's.
"Ing-rum, tun. La-ta, tun."
"Ung-rum, tun. La-ta, tun."
To see Tee-la capitulate like that could have gone badly, but I knew
what to do before any of them assumed too much.
"Lee-sha, tun. Tee-la, tun."
A wink and a smile to each of them seemed to settle any potentially
frayed nerves, and Tee-la quickly lunged forward for a hug rather than
remain on the ground by herself.
She was hugged, kissed, and playfully fondled, as was Lee-sha, and
finally La-ta. But what Lee-sha and Tee-la suggested next seemed odd.
They collected all the spears, set them next to my pack, coaxed me to
lie down on my back, undid my jumpsuit, and then pulled La-ta forward
over me until she was lined up over my erect cock. With no fear or
jealousy in their actions they helped the older teen onto my hips and
even held my cock as her slightly furry pussy was settled onto it. I
took their offer and really fucked the girl, her moans growing enough as
she approached her orgasm to resound through the woods.
I could have allowed her to be my only open-air sex partner, but once
she was satisfied and lying on her back smiling I pulled Lee-sha toward
me. Rather than leave Tee-la out I coaxed her onto my face for a little
warm up, gave her a quick cum while I pounded her slightly older friend,
and once Lee-sha yelped in glee shifted her off and then pulled my
youngest lover onto my body.
Tee-la seemed to know I was going to fill her up and grinned wickedly as
I practically raped her in front of her older friends while they lie on
their backs and cupped their pussies. She seemed to love being my last
partner, because rather than her popping first she kept finding my weak
spots and waited until I was grunting in orgasmic release before she let
out a lurid moan and fell onto my chest. What a way to go hunting.
It took a while to field-dress the three deer, make a large sled, get
the animals on it, and then drag them back to camp, but by the time we
got home we were really glad for all the hard work. Within two hours
time we'd be munching on freshly cooked venison and resting on a bed of
soft grass.
By the time we'd milked the cows, checked on the calves, gathered some
vegetables, and had our evening meal we were too tired to do anything
but lie back and sleep.
It wasn't until two days later that I realized how many hides we'd
collected, and I felt a little better knowing my girls wouldn't have to
be cold when the weather changed again. I really didn't want to see
them covered up, but it would keep them healthy, and I much preferred to
have my girls around for many years to come than to chance losing a
single one just because I was a pervert.
What had been a wild fantasy or impossible dream a few months before had
become commonplace, three young women tending to just about my every
whim, all of them naked, trim, and incredibly submissive.
What I'd thought was the onset of autumn or winter must have been just a
cold front coming through, because the next week was nicely warm. A
trip I'd once thought about taking was again considered, the city I
believed I'd seen off in the distance while descending from space still
where it must have been, and my curiosity growing each hour. It might
be a daunting expedition with so many mouths to feed and a potentially
dangerous trip if something should happen along the way, but I just
*had* to know what was out there.
Trying to tell my girls what I was planning was going to be tough, not
because they wouldn't be able to comprehend my mission as much as the
language I'd use to communicate the ideas. Rather than spend any extra
time trying to describe what a city might be called I decided to work on
a means to make our trip easier.
The two most cooperative cows were separated from the herd and a double
oxen yoke fashioned so they could be used as beasts of burden for a
large collection of supplies I was planning on taking. They resisted
the padded wooden harness for a little while, but with a few carrots and
plenty of grass they accepted their role quickly enough. Next was a
sled that was constructed from a long single pole connected to their
yoke between their bodies and a wide carrying area about five or six
feet behind the cows' tails.
To make sure the cows got used to the notion of dragging something
behind them I took them on hourly circuits around their pasture. By the
third trip I had Tee-la sit on the sled for added weight, and then
Lee-sha and La-ta afterward. Soon all three of the girls were riding
the sled together, giggles and smiles as my reward for giving them a
number of rides around the cows' pasture.
Each time I'd lead our bovine power sources I'd be sure to walk beside
them with my hand on the yoke or the cow's body. I had a strong desire
for them to be comfortable with me so close and leading them along like
brainless beasts of burden, so talking to them and patting or rubbing
their necks or heads while we walked appeared to calm them. As a last
gesture of control I fashioned blinders out of some deer hide so the
cows would be unable to see when we stopped for the night during our
impending travels.
It took a few days to collect everything we'd need for our adventure,
including a portable tent I made from the smallest of the parachutes
from the Oregon-4 to keep us out of the weather if it got ugly. I even
made a new pair of animal slippers with triple layers of tough skin for
each of my girls from some of the smaller portions of the deer hides.
They thought my gift of hide shoes was a real treat, but with the ground
we had to cover I didn't want them to get hurt. If they'd cut the
bottoms of their feet I'd have to worry about their recovery, and I
couldn't take the entire medical pallet with us because of its weight,
so crude sandals were made and smiles offered as thanks. Wearing my
watch might have seemed unnecessary, but it might offer a few benefits
that could prove useful along the way.
The door to our house was jammed shut and the one to the barn removed so
the cows and calves wouldn't be locked out or in. It was the image of
the bull who'd been left in the 300 acre paddock on the other side of
the trees within the area of our private homestead something that made
me shudder. Since he'd found his way through the darkened forest to the
ample supply of fodder he'd have plenty of food to keep him healthy, and
the cows would have a much better protector than they'd had with me
around. That pretty much confirmed it was time for us to go for our
hike, and on a bright clear morning just after the sun rose we were off.
My girls were unusually quiet as we walked that first morning, and I
attributed their demeanor to apprehension because of my inability to
tell them where we were going and why. By mid-morning we were at the
creek we'd passed when I brought all of my visitors back with me the
first time, and with a chance to bathe I had the girls help me unload
the sled and then unhitched the cows. An hour later all four of our
two-legged band was naked and splashing in the water while the cows
quietly munched on grass with a long halter around their necks to keep
them from wandering off.
Just as I'd done the first time I helped the girls wash their hair and
then let it flow away from their heads as they lie in the water with
their feet upstream. Rather than sit beside them or between their
splayed legs so I could fondle and molest them I chose to sit so I could
wash and play with their hair flowing toward me. They giggled at my
constant and gentle manipulation as I combed their long locks, a much
more civilized look to my girls after having shown them what their
straightened tresses looked and felt like.
Along the way I was encouraged by Tee-la for some sexual play, at least
one of her hands shifted between my knees while I was combing Lee-sha
and La-ta's hair. The two older girls might have known what the
youngest was up to, but they never interfered. Having oral sex with
Tee-la on the bank with the sun beating down on us while La-ta and
Lee-sha were playing with the other girl's hair seemed perfectly normal.
I could have made camp for the night, coaxed each of the girls to grant
me an hour or two into some nasty fucking, and considered it well worth
the time, but I had a place to be. By midday we were back on the road.
We walked in near-silence for quite a while, a few comments made about
various forms of life and even some of the colorful vegetation, but for
the most part my group were very quiet traveling companions. About the
only departure from our normal routine was when Tee-la started to gather
lots of flowers and shared them among her sister-wives and me. My girls
looked so beautiful with flowers in their hair and carrying a few in one
or both hands. A more lovely trio of flower-children couldn't have been
seen in the last few hundred years.
Just before the sun disappeared over the horizon to the west we set up
camp. A fire was started, some local food found, and then a few pieces
of meat munched on. About the only thing any of us wanted after it was
dark enough was to huddle together and get some sleep. Even my tender
and youngest playmate and first sexual partner chose to keep her loving
activities limited to a few kisses, a touch or two, and a single grab of
one of my hands so I could cup and caress her bare butt. It was a nice
way to end the day, and I reveled in the feel of my girls' soft skin.
The next morning all four of us were ready to continue our journey,
although my three girls really didn't know where I was taking them.
Even before the sun was cresting the horizon we'd already put the fire
out, collected our supplies and possessions, eaten, taken care of our
personal business, and were walking along a line that I established with
the compass in my right hand.
Our way was filled with various forms of timberland and even during one
period a wide grassy area that reminded me of scenes from the plains
states. It felt very reassuring to eventually cross that near desert of
grass and see an impressive forest along the ridge of a continuous line
of hills. By the time we were walking across a low stream and close
enough to the distant timber to be surrounded by various deciduous trees
and lots of low cover the sun was close to the horizon. We refilled our
water stores, took another bath, prepared a camp for the night, and then
had something to eat.
Tee-la appeared to need more attention from me that evening than Lee-sha
and La-ta, because after everything had been cleaned up and the four of
us were settled in front of the fire she got up and approached me.
Rather than coax me onto my back like I thought she might if she was
horny she sat down between my legs and leaned back against my chest.
She then pulled my hands around her body, tucked one appendage over one
of her growing mounds of soft titty flesh, and then pulled on my other
hand until my digits were cupped over and around her bald vulva. I
figured she was just in need of being held, but before too long she
worked my middle finger under a little bit, between her plump labia
majora, and then into her vagina.
The way her feet were spread apart and her knees cocked out there was no
hiding from La-ta and Lee-sha what Tee-la wanted and what I was doing.
It didn't take long for her wetness to be seen and heard, the pops,
snaps, and slurps of my in and out digital movements an obvious means to
please my youngest wife in a sexual manner. Rather than tumble down a
road of lurid intercourse it appeared all Tee-la wanted was to be
digitally masturbated, because she helped me keep a respectable pace
with her right hand while she held my other hand along her small
breasts. Her nipples were very firm and her areolas roughened by
arousal, and she seemed truly satisfied with that level of physical
stimulation, because she didn't encourage me to turn her over and mount
her as I had in our past.
It was eventually too much for Lee-sha and La-ta, an exchange of glances
between the two of them ample evidence of their own need growing. But
when Lee-sha looked at me and then whispered I knew our little family
unit had just come together more fully.
"Ing-rum tun? Lee-sha ... La-ta hah nuh, ka?"
So ... my younger teen wife wanted to have some lesbian sex with her
slightly older female companion and my oldest young wife. Why not?
All I had to do was grin in a lewd manner, wink at both of them, and
nod. It took them a minute to grow brave enough, but both of them
shifted closer together, kissed, touched each other's breasts and
nipples, and then leaned back so one of them could climb on top of the
other one. Tee-la couldn't have cared in the slightest, since she was
already quivering with what I knew was going to be a quiet but very nice
little orgasm.
My preteen lover was my digital focus as my older wives became less
reluctant to enjoy each other, the beauty of their lesbian affection
driving me to want some genital pleasure soon enough. Rather than ruin
it for any of us I decided to turn Tee-la around, lie her down on her
back, and then settle my face between her chubby thighs. Her hands kept
my mouth in place for quite a while, both Lee-sha and La-ta moaning into
their lover's vulva before I lifted my eyes and relished in what I saw.
La-ta seemed to need to express her control over Lee-sha for a while,
because I watched the older teen shift Lee-sha around so they were
facing each other, lean on her left side, and then stare down at her
naked sister-wife. As the older teen's right middle finger slipped back
and forth inside the smooth and bald sweetness of her younger companion
her thumb split the young teen's plump nether lips so her clitoris could
be played with. La-ta watched in rapt fascination as Lee-sha twitched
and bucked to a nice orgasm, her next move to drop her face to the
younger girl's chest so La-ta could suckle on Lee-sha's right nipple.
There seemed to be a strong need in the older girl to take command of
her younger friend, and I was becoming aware of the passion being held
back inside my oldest wife's timid demeanor.
By the time La-ta granted Lee-sha some rest Tee-la needed to display
some control of her own. I was pushed onto my back, my jumpsuit zipper
pulled down, my cock extracted, and then engulfed inside the eight year
olds mouth. It didn't take long for me to strip down to their level of
dress, and after I watched Lee-sha position La-ta on her back I saw the
younger teen lie down on top of the older one with her mouth nestled
into place onto La-ta's slightly furry mound. It wasn't long after I
heard both of them munching and moaning before Tee-la mounted me and
began to fuck me with quite a bit of passion.
I don't know how long the four of us shared our partner's bodies, but I
fell asleep with Tee-la's pussy milking my cock after a *very* nice cum.
Just as we had the last couple of mornings we were up and ready to go
just as a few of the sun's rays were peeking through some of the trees
along the hills above us. The cows seemed much more docile than any at
my uncle's place, but I wasn't complaining at all. They had their fill
of any grass along the way, were allowed to set the pace of our travel,
and seemed to like being touched and caressed as we walked. I even let
each girl ride the two cows one at a time so they could enjoy our
journey a little more.
By the time we crested the hills and were headed over the other side I
was beginning to get concerned about how well I'd taken my bearings
before we left, because the distance we'd traveled had to have been more
than the thirty or so miles I'd estimated we'd need to hike to see the
city I'd imagined while descending from space. That's when I started to
truly get worried about just how lost we could be. I might never be
able to return us to our camp and the Oregon-4, so many crucial supplies
going to waste if I couldn't get us back.
It was when we approached and then walked through a natural wall of
trees that I saw something that made me feel a lot better, something off
in the distance hinting at objects more than trees or creatively placed
rocks and boulders. There wasn't enough detail for me to make out
anything significant, but I could tell by the regular vertical shapes
that what I saw might not be natural. It might have been a large
settlement that a powerful clan might have constructed, but I wouldn't
know until we were nearer.
The closer we got the more dense the forest became until we rounded a
knoll, crested a hill, and then peeked through the last of our natural
cover. The moment I became aware of what I'd seen from space and along
the horizon to the east of where I'd landed I stopped moving and felt my
stomach drop.
It couldn't be.
It wasn't possible.
I stared in silence as the girls tried to discern why I'd stopped
walking and eventually took positions beside and in front of me. They
kept looking back and forth between my wide eyed stare and the objects
that had robbed me of my strength and will.
Time kept moving forward while I stood there motionless, a cool breeze
whipping my long hair around my face, shifting the grass around before
our feet, and jostling the leaves in the trees enough to provide a low
rustle that mimicked a distant rainfall. It was only my youngest wife
who broke the pall of shock encompassing me.
"Ung-rum tun?"
My head was tilted down, my eyes shifted to the frightened expression on
Tee-la's face, and my gaze shifted to Lee-sha and La-ta after that.
They'd never seen me illustrate that level of fear and discomfort, and
each second that ticked by seemed to disturb them more and more.
Rather than remain fixed to the ground and waste any more precious
daylight I stumbled forward and tried to resume our journey toward
something that seemed impossible. Our cows were just as oblivious as my
girls were, the steady and strong gait of our two-beast herd punctuating
time with an even hoof beat that seemed hypnotic. Eventually even I was
drawn into a mindless stride that was only altered by any natural
obstacles that hindered a comfortable pace. My eyes could see but my
brain wasn't able to comprehend what they captured, the vision I'd
witnessed as my cargo shuttle descended through the clouds and back to
Earth only then having any genuine validity.
Eventually my girls seemed to grasp why the scene ahead had stopped me,
their eyes almost as wide as mine and their heads shifting back and
forth to take in what they saw. When it was finally too much for Tee-la
she turned around, threw her arms around my waist, buried her face into
my tummy, and whimpered.
"Ni, Ung-rum tun! NI!"
Tee-la's emotional outburst was all my other two girls needed to tug
themselves tight to my sides and attempt to merge their bare skin with
as much of my clothed body as they could. La-ta might have been the
oldest of the three, but her suppressed cries and nearly constant
whimpering proved she wasn't any less affected by what she saw than
Tee-la. Lee-sha was finally too overwhelmed by what had bothered her
sister-wives and acted much more strongly than either Tee-la or La-ta by
trying to pull me backward and to the relative safety of the trees a
mile or two behind us. It was her next request that made me look right
into her eyes so I could see the terror pervading her entire being.
"Nya na, Ing-rum tun!"
My girls and I were safe, even if what we saw was far different than
anything we'd witnessed since I'd arrived. It might have been hard for
me to do it, but I was eventually able to get a hold of my sense of
balance and presented all of them with a painted-on smile and an attempt
at a few comforting words.
"It's alright, girls. You'll be okay, I promise."
They couldn't understand a word I said, but something about my manner
and tone must have been enough for all of them to relax just enough for
me to coax them further along. I was still in shock, but I knew we
weren't in any significant danger any more.
The closer we got to what must have been even more terrifying than the
Oregon-4 the first time they saw it the tighter the girls' grip of my
hands and arms. Tee-la might have wanted to run away and return to her
home, but she kept walking between me and La-ta and holding onto both of
us. Even though I knew it was the most overwhelming thing they'd
probably seen in their lives I kept a constant pace and looked toward
what was still difficult to grasp. It was only when we were less than
the distance from our comfortable dirt and log house to the tall
tree line that surrounded it that Tee-la began to cry louder and tug on
my arm as if she thought she was about to die. Lee-sha followed along a
few seconds later, most likely stirred by her younger companion's
outburst.
It was only when La-ta let go of me, grabbed one of Lee-sha's and
Tee-la's arms, and then wrenched them away from me so they could run and
hide behind a tall large tree that seemed sturdy enough to afford them
protection before I stopped walking. I watched in a mind-numbed state
as my three lovely naked companions and lovers huddled together on the
other side of an old oak tree, their faces hidden behind shaking hands,
and their bodies tucked down as close to the ground as they could get
them.
The cows were turned around, led to where the girls were, the rope tied
to the yoke, wrapped around the thick base so the two animals couldn't
get away, and then I walked away from where the girls had broken their
hold of my arms and hands.
I walked another fifty or sixty yards, and when I was close enough
reached out and touched the wall of a large building that must have been
a warehouse grocery store or something similar. The sides were covered
in a tight tangle of vegetation, and I wasn't sure until I spent a few
minutes checking from various angles, but by the length and shape of the
sign far above my head I was finally able to discern I was standing in
front of one of the world's largest chain discount stores ... Wally's.
I was home after all.
My mind was so empty and my actions so automatic I wasn't aware of where
my feet had carried me until I was standing inside the building and had
just enough light streaming in through the open doors to see a point of
purchase display with flashlights and batteries. With no regard for who
might chastise me for taking possession of something that I didn't pay
for I slipped some batteries into four flashlights and turned them on
one at a time. As impossible as it seemed all four came to life and
filled the area ahead of each metallic tube with a bright white glow.
That would be good enough for the moment, so I returned to the open air
and walked a straight line back to where my girls were huddled. Once I
got there I unhitched the cows, stood over the girls, and then spoke to
them in a dull and insensitive manner.
"Lee-sha ... Tee-la ... La-ta ... ni vost."
They resisted my trying to get them vertical for a few seconds, but my
position as 'tun' or clan leader required them to obey my commands no
matter how bizarre or frightening. It took a lot longer than I'd have
preferred, but I was eventually able to get the girls moving closer to
the building. They huddled together between our cows and chose to keep
their faces down and eyes away from what I was forcing them to approach,
but after about five minutes of a slow and nervous pace I was able to
get them through the glass and metal doors that I'd originally crossed.
The cows couldn't have cared less if I'd have led them to the
slaughterhouse, because it took very little effort to lead them inside
as well.
To distract my girls a little bit I handed each of them a flashlight and
once they were holding it with the plastic lens and LED lamp pointed
away from them I pressed the power buttons. Tee-la was the only one who
didn't drop the device, and once she realized it wasn't going to hurt
her began to point it off in various directions. It wasn't a smart
move, because when she saw just how large the 'cave' was she huddled
close to me and buried her face into my tummy. After a couple of
minutes of coaxing I was able to get the girls far enough away from my
body so I could begin to explore our new domain.
The first thing I did was look for and then walk toward a display of
digital clocks that were sitting in a neat line along one shelf near the
front of the store. Most of the faces were blank, which meant their
batteries were probably dead, but I was able to locate one LCD clock
that was sitting at an angle, had a small black polysilicon square along
one corner that was most likely a solar cell to keep the batteries
charged up with a minimum of light, and saw the colon between the hour
and minutes dutifully blinking.
Without disturbing anything on the shelf I walked up to it, looked close
enough through the thick layer of dust on its face to determine it was
just what I needed, and saw something that took my breath away.
Five forty six PM, November 5th, 2243 ... Sunday, the first Sunday in
the month which meant the end of daylight savings time. Looking at my
own LCD watch only confirmed my battery was still working, and without
thinking about it too hard I reset the time on my own chronological
device forward about seven minutes. What seemed odd was my ability to
get that close to an accurate reading of the time solely based on my
solar observations ... and to set the calendar year on my watch that
far forward. I guess I'd have to write a letter to the guys who made my
watch, because as soon as I hit the adjustment button one last time to
set it my watch perfectly mimicked the clock on the shelf.
The completely dark night of the new moon one week before could have
told me something if I'd been smart enough to keep a better grasp of my
calendar or the local time. The sun would be coming up an hour earlier
for the next few months, so I'd have to adjust my routine enough to
accommodate daylight savings time. No wonder I was so hungry. It was
almost time for me to eat supper.
I guess I also needed to file a few overdue income tax forms. I started
to wonder if the local federal office might have a stack of blank 2350's
for me to send to the government money folks since their computer was
most likely also dead. There's nothing like trying to fill out a bunch
of forms that would make my hand cramp from all the writing. I wondered
if I should try to file an extension due to hardship? Naw. They
wouldn't accept my story.
After the fullness of what I'd learned sank in I stepped back, leaned
against the shelves behind me, and attempted to comprehend what had
happened. Over one hundred years had elapsed since that last fateful
day near the K/C station when the singularity approached and then passed
by the Earth. The fifteen minutes that I thought had gone by when I was
sitting in the captain's chair of my duty station on my last day of work
as an Alpha Level repair and maintenance technician was actually many
times more for the rest of the universe. I'd heard of theoretical time
travel before, and the fact that only forward time might be possible
because of the tremendous speeds afforded anyone who strayed too close
to one of those collapsed dark stars and was flung around the event
horizon at 99% of light speed. What I wasn't ready to deal with was the
reality that I'd been home all the time.
The skyline that I'd seen off in the distance when I rounded that last
knoll and walked through that last tree line was in fact of a city that
I'd been in a few times when I was visiting some friends. I was back in
the United States, alright, and probably saw Knoxville, Tennessee, when
I was descending from orbit.
I didn't sleep at all that night, in spite of the very comfortable
accommodations of my borrowed king size mattress and new clean sheets.
The only way I was able to calm my girls down was to erect a large eight
person tent I found in the camping section so they wouldn't have to look
into the cavernous realm of the many tall shelves that contained
thousands of items that had no meaning to them. Only time would allow
me to get used to what had happened and where I'd ended up, or would
that be 'when'?
The light of the new day streaming in through the glass doors where the
cows were still stationed was my cue to get up, make my way to one of
the bathrooms behind a plain metal door, take care of my business first
and then tend to my girls after that. Walking around a few aisles that
had plenty of personal toiletries allowed me to return and improve on
what I'd seen the first time I saw what I looked like.
My explorations that morning yielded a bounty of possessions that would
make my life back at our dirt and grass home much easier. It actually
became a problem, since I had access to much more than I could carry.
The solution was to get as many large rubber-wheeled carts as I could
find in the garden section of the store and load up enough of the most
essential tools and belongings that we would need. It was only after I
was walking past the ladies section that I realized how important, and
how unattractive, many of the garments hanging or folded might be. As
impossible as it might have seemed I could dress my girls in anything
they wanted, because my credit in the store was unlimited.
Trailing two heavily laden greenery carts behind them our two bovine
power sources were directed out of the store the next morning, my girls
wearing new socks and comfortable shoes, skirts that were far too short
for them, tiny but comfortable panties to keep their charms protected,
blouses that hid very little of their beautiful breasts, and each girl
stroking her hair with at least one of half a dozen different colored
brushes that they were each allowed to take possession of. I had on a
nice pair of jeans, clean underwear, new socks, shoes, and a comfy
shirt, and knew where I could get even more if I wanted it. Having
shaved and trimmed my hair I might have looked a lot different than when
I walked into the store, but the baby-smooth feel of my face was much
more to my liking than the Neolithic one I brought in.
It was only when we got to the end of the wide area that used to be a
packed parking lot that I stopped in my tracks and reconsidered what I
was doing and where I was going. My girls wouldn't have understood me,
but speaking out loud seemed to make sense at the time.
"Ingram ... what the fuck are you doing? Why the Hell are you going to
walk for about a week to return to a dirt and grass hut that doesn't
have enough light during the day, no plumbing at all, is too far to be
considered close enough to so much technology and conveniences, and
plenty of stuff around us here so we could have a much more comfortable
life where we are?"
About the only reason I might go back would be to bring the rest of our
herd back, retrieve any valuable supplies from inside the Oregon-4 that
I might not be able to get anywhere else, or possibly return my girls to
their comfortable surroundings. When I turned to each of them and made
a quick determination of their emotional state I knew better. All three
of them were smiling, taking long hard looks into some fold-up compact
mirrors that we picked up on the make-up aisle, and doing their best to
practice straightening their long hair with a brush in their other hand.
All it took was for me to pull them close enough so I could get their
attention, coax them to look into my eyes, and then attempt to
communicate a basic concept that they might grasp only after hours of
trying.
"Girls ... would you like to stay here in this wonderland of new things
and exciting discoveries? We can find us a nice house in walking
distance of plenty of discount and home improvement stores and live our
lives in comfort and relative safety for quite a while. We'd have
access to medical equipment in case any of us got hurt, building
materials if we needed to improve what we decide to live in, and even
find us a spot close to some farm land so we could have a regular supply
of home grown food."
They looked into my eyes with similar blank and empty expressions as our
small herd, none of what I'd said of any significance whatsoever.
The only thing that seemed to make them smile was when I touched their
brushes and compact mirrors and then pointed to the large rectangular
building at the far end of the empty parking lot. In order to see if
they might want to return to their former lives I tugged on their hands
in the direction that we'd come from, and then tugged in the opposite
direction while shrugging my shoulders.
It didn't take them more than a minute to make up their minds.
After they looked at me and each other for a little while Tee-la was the
first one to snuggle into my body, wrap her arms around my waist, and
wordlessly convince her sister-wives to do the same thing. A few
seconds after they released me and looked up into my eyes I felt Lee-sha
tug on one hand, the new surroundings exciting enough for us to consider
making a permanent move from the countryside and become urbanites.
Epilogue --------
It took two weeks, but after I found an old west steak house that had a
real covered wagon in front I hitched the cows up and made our way back
to our former home. It took another month for us to get there and back,
the rest of our herd including the calves and lone bull coaxed along,
some of the technologically valuable supplies, and the solar panels and
batteries collected from the Oregon-4 and brought back with us. It
would take a while for me to find a means other than a ten speed bicycle
to get around town without wearing out so many shoes, but until then we
settled into a nice four bedroom apartment across the street from the
original Wally's we'd visited.
The fact that there was a wide open area next to the apartment complex
for our herd to graze and for us to work on our garden made our real
estate choice a simple one. An empty building along the apartment
complex opposite the field became our barn, lots of utilitarian supplies
tucked neatly along one wall and a growing collection of hay far enough
away from the entrance to coax the cows inside, but not so close for
them to prevent a quick exit if needed.
Finding a working electric vehicle was going to be a problem, since
every battery I'd found was so discharged it was completely unusable.
Rather than try to reclaim and recharge anything I saw I'd need to find
a source for replacements.
It took me two days of dilligent searching, but I was able to find a
means to get around that wasn't nearly as 'green' as my original
electric vehicle choice. Finding enough diesel fuel wasn't a problem.
Locating a working twelve volt battery was.
In spite of so many auto parts stores within a five mile area I couldn't
find any lead acid starting batteries that hadn't sulfated. It wasn't
until I found a battery distribution warehouse filled to the rafters
with dry cases and plenty of sulfuric acid bottles that I knew my
walking days were almost over. It took a little longer to locate a huge
supply of vehicle tires that hadn't been exposed to oxidation and rotted
away, but once I made that discovery I knew I was almost home free.
I could have the pick of any diesel car or truck I wanted, so long as I
was able to find the ignition keys, a matching battery, and plenty of
tires to keep it rolling. All it took was a visit to my local car and
truck dealership with one of those key dispensing machines in the sales
area for me to decide on a nice four wheel drive truck with an extended
cab. It took me a while to roll four tires to the dealership and get
them mounted onto the rims and filled with air, but once that task was
complete I was smiling like a kid in a candy store with a handful of
change.
Trundling up to our apartment inside my new ride had to have terrified
my girls, but once the noise stopped and I called to them from the
parking lot I was able to coax them out to see our latest acquisition.
It took almost thirty minutes and lots of coaxing, but they eventually
settled down enough after their first ride to want many more.
Maybe I should have been satisfied with my life as it had developed
after that last work day on the K/C station, but I just couldn't shake
the lingering sense of curiosity about what had happened to everyone in
our new home town. It might have been my way of contending with so much
change when I first stepped into that Wally's, or maybe a way of
protecting myself from learning how so many people had perished, but I
eventually grew brave enough to start looking for the reasons behind our
finding an empty city with no bodies or evidence of any sort of damage
or destruction.
Sure, if some cataclysm had befallen the entire Earth we might have seen
some evidence of people trying to survive, but the Wally store was
completely untouched, the streets bare and clean, and no sign of any
natural or man-made disaster. What could have happened?
It took some extensive searching, but I eventually found a digital video
that had been someone's personal possession recorder in one of the
empty apartments. I constructed a powersupply from a number of store
batteries, wired the thing up, and then began to shake when I saw the
display come to life.
What would I find?
The first fifteen minutes were no more than home videos taken by a happy
woman of her children and husband, lots of people splashing around her
family in the pool of the apartment complex giving our new home a
welcome feel. There were a few places where the video looked distorted
and the recording was too messed up to recognize, but it was her next
message as she stared into the camera lens that sent chills up and down
my spine.
"Martin! I hope you're able to see this, because me and the kids are
gonna get out of town as fast as we can and head for Mammoth Cave,
Kentucky. The space agency people said a black hole passed close to the
space station and destroyed it, and now it's headed for the sun."
I felt a shudder run through my body and imagined my friends and family
having to contend with what I saw in space as a whirlpool of intense
density and astronomical strength. Had I been conscious enough to
witness what had happened to everyone on Earth I might have popped the
air-lock and surrendered myself to oblivion because of the intense guilt
and anguish I'd have felt. I'm glad I was out for my fifteen minute
long ride while the rest of the universe aged over a hundred years.
The sound of the woman's panicked voice drew me back to the electronic
device in my hands.
"Everyone on Earth could be affected by a huge solar flare if it doesn't
go right into the center of the sun, but if it doesn't collapse the sun
they're afraid it might cause a C.M.E., or what they called a Coronal
Mass Ejection. The scientists said and they believe there should be
enough protection inside the Earth to prevent us from the gamma
radiation and X-rays that they think will be headed our way."
Gamma radiation -- the most deadly kind of radioactive pollution that no
amount of normal shielding could block, except for a massive amount of
earth and stone. It began to make sense.
I could have stopped the recorder and figured out the rest, but I had to
know more, so I kept staring at the small LCD screen and waited.
"If the C.M.E. is as big as they think it is it could bombard the Earth
with enough radiation to kill anyone who isn't protected, so we're gonna
take our chances and try to hide underground. The only problem is all
the other people who are thinking the same thing and the limited space
down inside the cave once we get there."
It appeared some people had made it there and were able to find some
protection within that huge cavern, but apparently the total number of
people weren't enough to repopulate the United States by the time I'd
fallen from the sky. The woman's voice brought my focus back to what I
was viewing.
"I hope there's room, and I also hope you get this message before it's
too late. Me and the kids are scared out of our minds, but we're gonna
listen to my dad and drive like mad straight to Kentucky and meet him
and Momma there. I love you, Martin. I hope we can find you once we
get there."
A moment later she dropped the recording device onto the counter where
I'd found it, scribbled a note onto a piece of paper, sobbed in front of
the camera for a moment with her hands cupped over her mouth, and then
reached around to switch the unit off. The note she'd penned for her
husband was still where she left it, a few words written in haste enough
to get me to follow her directions, "Hit play after you turn this on and
meet us in Mammoth Cave, Kentucky."
It was obvious why the place was abandoned and everything left alone and
undisturbed for so long. Nobody who'd stuck around had a chance after
the C.M.E. blasted the Earth with enough energy to poison almost every
living thing. There must have been just enough people and a few animals
left who were strong or lucky enough to be in the right place at the
wrong time to last another hundred years. I guess that's why I didn't
see any other clan members or evidence of life after I landed back on
Earth.
For my girls to speak such a strange language might have been because so
much time had elapsed and nobody was around to teach the children who'd
survived what I'd spoken since I was born. It almost seemed odd that
English could have been forgotten or been so badly uttered that any new
students would have misspoken what they'd heard and passed along their
poor understanding of what their forebears had tried to teach them.
Only a serious disruption could cause such a loss or change of language
and expressions. It was as if three generations or more had to grow up
without anybody to teach them English or how to read and write.
So many years had elapsed between the time I'd left and then returned to
Earth. Enough generations of humans had gone by following such a
calamity that language and culture were severely affected.
It was beginning to make sense, and I didn't like it at all. Everyone
that I'd known, including my family, must have died horrible deaths from
the overdose of solar radiation kicked out of the sun's corona. The
effect of the black hole tugging hard enough on its atmosphere when the
singularity passed by must have caused a huge eruption on the sun's
surface and inundated everyone and everything with enough gamma rays to
kill. How ghastly!
Something spurred a memory about a book that H.G. Wells had written
about a man building a time machine and then discovering people over
eight hundred thousand years into the future. The language the 'Eloi'
spoke wouldn't have been English, and this is where H.G. Wells got it
wrong. But then, he had to write his book for a specific audience, and
all of them spoke English, so the Eloi spoke English. I wasn't quite as
fortunate as 'George' was, and had to contend with learning my girls'
language or teaching them mine. It almost didn't seem fair to force
them to learn something as complex as English, but everything we had
access to in the local area was written for that language, so my job as
husband and clan leader was going to get really tough.
But something else began to bother me. Why were Lee-sha and Tee-la left
in that rock hole? Even for their clan it couldn't have been too
difficult to save them, so there must have been an overriding reason for
the male clan leader, or 'tun', to just leave them where I found them.
I'd like to attribute the girls' tumble as their being overly curious
about the cool rocks and boulders they were exploring, and their clan
leader's lack of interest a way of expressing his displeasure at
disobeying any orders he might have given for them to keep out of
trouble. The fence around the pool at the center of the apartment
complex began to look *very* appealing.
When I tried to look at it from their male clan leader's perspective he
already had other mature female companions who could hunt, or gather
food, or do his bidding, so why bother with two younger and troublesome
little girls who couldn't stay out of trouble?
In his apparent clan mentality he had little room for sentimentality or
emotional sensitivity. Life must have been tough enough without two
young girls making it tougher, especially if they were going to be too
curious for their own good. Obviously their original clan leader didn't
value life the way 'I' did, and in a way I was glad.
But why would he just leave them there? After all, I could just reach
down and grab a completely uninjured Tee-la once Lee-sha lifted her high
enough, so why wouldn't their former 'tun' attempt that same sort of
rescue? Could he have been just as afraid of falling into the hole as
the girls were after they were down inside?
That's when I remembered using a large walking stick to keep myself from
sliding down inside that hole, and unless the girls' clan leader was
that creative he might also have fallen down inside as well. He might
have seen the hole, knew it was dangerous, figured he'd also end up in
there, and decided to stay alive versus try to rescue two feeble and
stupid little girls. His apparent brute mentality had no room for
polite consideration.
But why couldn't one of the women, possibly the one I'd heard screaming
and saw waving her arms, try to get a few branches for Lee-sha? It
wouldn't be impossible for her clan to do as I had, so why did the girls
have to remain in that awful hole?
The vision I had while I used my binoculars and saw the woman screaming
and the other people walking away proved those people had no possessions
of any kind. Sure, if the clan leader wasn't so afraid of tumbling down
the hole he might have looked for a fallen tree or large branch, but
without an ax or hatchet he wouldn't have been able to make a crude
ladder like I did.
They wouldn't have been able to fell any trees, most likely had no
knowledge of any tools, including what a rope was for or how to
construct one, so the male clan leader must have decided to just walk
away and try to reproduce more clan members when the time was right.
I'm glad I never met the man after I'd found my girls, because had I
seen the man after so long I might have killed him for being so
inconsiderate.
Something else began to bother me. Could their tumble into that hole
been a death sentence for some reason? Could Lee-sha and Tee-la been
some sort of sacrifice ... possibly even a virgin sacrifice? Could
they have been forced to die because their clan saw my ship falling from
the sky, and they wanted to calm their gods by doing the only thing that
seemed to satiate something as powerful as their knowledge of their
Almighty?
I didn't like that scenario one little bit.
Just thinking about seeing something dropping from the sky with three
huge red and white parachutes and a smaller drogue chute higher up would
have made my arrival something that could have intimidated anyone in the
area. I wondered how many other virgins had to die because of my trip
from outer space that day?
Could interpersonal communication have died off as easily as the people
had? Those few left after most everybody was gone must have either
forgotten how to speak because of something affecting the brain, or only
very young children were left alive, and thus some rudimentary words
were remembered and then morphed into their language, like "okay"
becomes "ka", or "piss" becomes "hiss". I shuddered to think of what
had gone on over the last hundred plus years.
In spite of the ravages of solar radiation enough people had survived to
propagate the species, although their survival was dictated by their
DNA, a chance arrival within a special shelter, or accidental superior
breeding. I might have been one of those who died had I not been
someplace, or some 'time' away from the catastrophe.
It was a good thing my girls couldn't understand me very well, because
if I told them what I'd found they would have been as horrified as I was
that day. I was restless for quite a while after that, but even the bad
news that I discovered on someone's personal property in their empty
apartment could be overlooked in favor of the new life that I'd found.
I was tempted to destroy the digital video recorder, but thought better
of it because of the value it had and the truth it held within.
When La-ta started to get sick, was vomiting every day, and she didn't
want me to play with her nipples or breasts I was horrified, because my
medical knowledge was extremely lacking. All it took was for me to
decode the pattern and symptoms of her 'illness', and once I realized
what was wrong with her I knew our clan was going to get a little bit
larger. Her tummy took on a lovely round prominence about two months
later, and yet none of my girls had a clue about the events about to
unfold. She gave birth to a beautiful baby boy without any significant
difficulties, and I was glad I'd decided to stay in the city.
It wasn't long after our bundle of squealing joy was happily nursing on
one of my oldest wife's full tits when Lee-sha started to show signs of
being graced with child. Her pregnancy was a little rougher on her
because of her younger age, but all the pounding I'd done to her plump
pussy had a side effect that I should have been foreseen.
We'd have to wait a few years before Tee-la could get pregnant, but that
didn't stop the two of us from fucking like animals every chance we got.
I think she began to understand the kind of effect my lovemaking had on
her older sister-wives and seemed fanatical about also having a baby.
To make her happy I let her have access to my cock any time she wanted.
The fact that I wasn't able to tell her it might take a while for her
first baby to fill her tummy meant I was going to have to learn their
language fairly soon, but until then I kept her naked more often than
dressed so we didn't tear too many of her clothes when we got horny.
She didn't mind at all and became an extension of my penis for quite a
while. In spite of her inability to get pregged she kept trying and
persisted day and night. It didn't matter where, when, or in what
position we had sex, because after Lee-sha's little girl was born Tee-la
did everything she could to keep me to herself and between her chubby
thighs.
I always cherished my youngest lover more than my other two wives, even
if I didn't admit that to any of them. Just to see my hairless and
petite preteen working me over until she was moaning and twitching to
her own orgasms filled me with such satisfaction.
Nobody back home ever knew that I secretly had a thing for young girls,
and with the rest of humanity absent and our society dependent upon my
ability to repopulate the planet even my own daughters would become
future partners if they wanted it. My sons might not like the
competition, but until they were big and old enough to make a claim to
their own small clan I'd be working toward a day when I had a whole
community of lovely children and younger lovers.
After Tee-la had fallen asleep one night and while I was making love to
Lee-sha she presented our daughter to me. That was when I knew my life
had changed forever. No mother could offer such a beautiful gift, and
with the gentleness I'd shown her from the first moment I found her in
that dark and forbidding hole I accepted Lee-sha's gift. My precious
young teen wife watched in rapt excitement as I studied and caressed our
baby, the slow and deep thrusts of her tight pussy down onto my cock
just enough of a distraction for her to be torn between what I was doing
with our precious baby and what she and I were doing while trying to
make another one.
La-ta was again pregnant and seemed ecstatic about nursing her little
boy and possibly hoping she could bear more children for me when she
came to my bedroom to spend some time after Lee-sha left. What seemed
strange was her never having gotten pregnant from Tu-ma's efforts,
because that guy kept plugging her tight pussy on a daily basis for
quite a while before she became part of my life. Maybe it had something
to do with what had happened to him when he was injured or possibly even
before that, but it didn't matter anymore. Even after she was showing
signs of being pregnant again she still liked to have sex when Tee-la
wasn't around and Lee-sha wasn't in need of some nice slow stroking.
Eventually Tee-la seemed to be a lot more generous with my body and time
when she realized that her tummy wasn't going to plump up. But that
didn't alter my desire to have her spend plenty of nights in my bed when
Lee-sha and La-ta were sleeping in their own and feeding or caring for
their children. My youngest wife might have been sad and depressed
because she couldn't have her own babies yet, and I could see what that
loss was doing to her, so I kept her in my bedroom every night, even if
Lee-sha or La-ta wanted some of my time and energy. My precious first
little underage wife eventually adjusted to her place in my bed and
heart, and she let both La-ta and Lee-sha enjoy my attentions, but only
after my youngest ever lover had been satisfied.
Eventually even she finally 'caught' and developed the same symptoms
that her older sister-wives had when their babies began to develop
within their smooth tummies. My youngest wife was so happy when she
started to get sick and show signs of being pregnant that she kept
offering me her nieces when I was alone just so I couldn't consummate
such an immoral love with infant girls and be horny enough to spend an
hour or two with Tee-la instead. She seemed to know how to manipulate
me, and with a little girl nestled on my face, or one on my hands, and
her bobbing up and down on my cock, she had a plan to be pregnant as
often as possible after her first.
On about the tenth anniversary of my coming back to Earth I'd had six
children with La-ta, two boys and four girls, five with Lee-sha, one boy
and four girls, and three with Tee-la, one boy and two girls.
I'm glad we decided to move into the apartment complex across from
Wally's, because I spent quite a bit of time going back and forth for
various clothing and supplies. Having access to the whole place made
sure we had plenty of room to spread out. Each of my girls got their
own apartment next to mine so they had enough room for their children,
but that didn't mean they couldn't spend as much time in mine as they
wanted.
I loved for all of my girls to walk around my place naked, have one or
more little girls with them, and all wearing a smile that meant I was
going to be busy for a while. The boys rarely seemed interested, but
I'd give them enough time before I had to worry about them playing lots
of mommy and daddy games with their sisters and cousins. All of the
children had lots of fun, and I began to teach them English after
collecting lots of learning guides from the book sections of various
stores in the area, and even my girls began to speak what their children
were repeating.
We never did see any other people before, while, or after we were moving
in and getting situated, which seemed odd. I shouldn't have been so
naive, though, because my girls had survived, so others *had* to be out
there ... somewhere.
In order to keep our cupboards full and food reserves stable I often did
a little hunting and exploring. It was only on a few long distance
excursions miles away from the city with my truck filled with all manner
of hunting and trapping gear, bottles of water, cooked meat, and plenty
of fresh vegetables that we saw evidence of other people. The sound of
my truck must have scared anyone in a thousand yard radius, and those
who were able to move must have run off into the hills or behind any
thick stand of trees for protection.
As a gesture of frienship and in hopes of increasing the size of my
family I left little caches of fresh food and water in a number of areas
that looked as if they might be perfect for discovery. Since I knew
they'd be suspicious of my intentions I made sure to leave everything so
it could be seen for hundreds of feet in any direction. I knew there
were *some* people still around, because when I returned the food had
been eaten, we saw human footprints around each empty clearing, and at
least one person was thoughtful enough to leave one of the plastic
bottles nestled between a collection of rocks. Animals could have eaten
the garden produce, but only a human being could open a bottle and then
place it inside a group of stones to be discovered after it had been
emptied.
On one such trip away from the city I dropped off an armload of fresh
food in a frequently visited site and then took off further afield for
some game. Four hours later and with at least one nice sized buck, two
does, a half dozen rabbits, two dozen fresh fish field dressed, cleaned,
and in the back of my truck I was driving by that same spot where I'd
deposited a veritable grocery store worth of garden produce when I saw
something ... someone that made my heart stop. I'm glad at least
Tee-la was with me, because had the young girl I'd stumbled upon not
seen another naked teen with a child in her arms she might have thought
I was there to eat her. I thought about it.
It was obvious the preteen was a gesture of thanks or possibly a virgin
sacrifice to me for having provided the food and water. Her arms and
legs were bound with strips of animal hides, she was stretched out like
an animal about to be slaughtered with fairly short lengths of twisted
vine around her hands and feet tied to large rocks beyond her reach, and
she was just lying on her back completely naked where the food had been.
The poor thing might have feared for her life because of the noise the
truck made as I drove up or the fact that she'd been offered up like a
gift to a benevolent god for the food, but once Tee-la, one of our
youngest daughters, and I approached her she seemed to understand we
weren't there to feast on her insides. Her thighs and fanny, maybe,
but we'd have plenty of time for that after she was cleaned up and
comfortable in her new home.
We never did see the rest of her clan even after we fed her, gave her as
much water as she could drink, and sat around in the later afternoon
until it grew too dark to see. She might have been reluctant to leave
her family before we arrived, but once fed, cleaned up a little bit, and
able to cuddle with Tee-la and one of my daughters my newest family
member was much more anxious to supplicate to me and offer herself in
the same submissive manner that my other girls had. It wouldn't take
long before she understood that she was going to see more than a
hand-to-mouth existence.
Four more discoveries were made like that, each succeeding 'gift'
younger than the previous one. Every time I fed and comforted the naked
child I welcomed yet another young wife into my harem. If our unseen
providers kept giving me young girls to take back home with me I'm sure
they'd quickly run out of things to offer. To keep up my desire to
collect human beings like some alien museum administrator I brought food
to five well visited sites for months after the first girl was offered.
It made for some truly unsettling speculations regarding just how many
people might be out there, but with nobody other than my youngest family
members to talk to because I was able to teach them English I couldn't
very well ask any of the older girls what was going on.
Maybe those who survived, like La-ta, Lee-sha, and Tee-la's clan, were
too fearful of the city, or possibly learned that they could forage and
hunt in the wilds more successfully than in a large metropolitan area.
We might meet more of our neighbors eventually, possibly even the adult
portion of those clans, but until I was brave enough to risk my girls'
safety on an overnight or long weekend camping trip I chose to limit our
explorations to daytime hikes and with plenty of firepower at my side.
The buildings and most of the stuff in the stores survived the calamity,
and in spite of so much time lapsing since that last great day almost
everything would still be good enough to use for a while. The canned
and bagged food, however, was just too much of a risk, and I never
opened anything that might have gotten spoiled.
That singularity seemed to have eliminated a majority of humanity on
Earth and had destroyed the very existence of modern sophistication, but
it brought a small group of young naked girls to me and was the cause of
quite a population boom in my family after I returned.
The summers around our place are like a naturist community, with lots of
tanned butts and lovely chubby legs seen ... and often spread.
The End?
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Dictionary
nya - help
na - me or I
soss - will (you)
tun - master/owner
vost - enemy
ta - water
ni - no
nuh - food or property, can be sexual property as well
hiss - urinate or defecate
shuh - be quiet or silence
pee-ta - friend
ka - yes or okay
eela - to see or watch
puku - to dig or forage for food
ooba - to hear or listen
fost-ah - to make tools or weapons
hah - with or together
loh-ku - spousal love or proposal of clan marriage
mo - to move or 'go'
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