Chapter 16: Reunions - Part 2

It was still mostly dark when I woke up to two sets of lips kissing me. The bright moonlight showed it was Emily kissing my face and Etala on my chest. There were also two hands stroking my cock and balls, one rough, the other soft. I just wanted to lay there and enjoy the mixed sensation. I felt Etala start to kiss down my stomach and I let out a low moan. I heard Emily tell her to not do something. I assume she had been getting ready to take me in her mouth. I reached down and ran my fingers through her hair.

"Good morning my lovely ladies. I hope you slept as well as I did."

Emily laughed. "It's only been a few hours. You must have slept very well. We've been waiting for you to wake up so we could use this." She tightened her grip on my shaft.

"You didn't have to wait for me. That would have been a wonderful way to wake up. Now that I'm awake, which one of you gets the first ride?"

They looked at each other and then Etala got up. "We decided that it's only fair that you should finish what you started last night first. You just stay exactly as you are."

Emily guided Etala around until she was straddling me. "Now, just lower yourself down like I told you and I'll guide him into you. That's it. A little lower." I felt my cock start to slip into her sheath. "Perfect. He's all yours."

"All mine? You are giving your mate to me?"

"What? No! That's not what I meant! I would never give Andy up! I meant that I am not helping now, so it is up to you to finish."

"That is good. I would not want to take your mate from you." She lowered herself until I was fully engulfed in her folds. "but he feels so good inside me." She squirmed around a bit, getting my cock into just the right position, before she began her slow pace riding up and down my shaft. I could feel her clenching me like she had last night. I reached up and put my hands over her breasts, rubbing my palms against her nipples. They felt like pebbles on satin cushions. Try as I might, I could not lean far enough to take one in my mouth. I would have to save that for later.

Her rhythm soon became erratic as her breathing became ragged. She pressed her breasts hard against my hands. I could feel her contractions becoming irregular and knew it wouldn't be long before she climaxed. She rode up until just the head was in and then dropped down, forcing the head into contact with her cervix. After about twelve strokes, Her muscles clamped down tightly as her orgasm arrived. Her vocalization let the entire camp know she had achieved ecstasy. I was close, and once I could move inside her again, I began thrusting up into her. The tightness and heat of her pussy soon had my balls boiling, and a few minutes later I erupted inside her. The sensation of my cum splashing her insides must have set her off again. She screamed as her tunnel clamped down and started milking me. She soon collapsed onto my chest, my wilting cock still clamped tightly within her. I kissed the top of her head. Emily kissed me and pulled the fur back over us.

I woke to the sounds of activity around the camp. I could hear the women preparing the morning meal and the men preparing to go hunt after they ate. Etala was already dressed and gathering things together that had been used last night. Emily was still asleep, cuddled up to my side. I licked and nibbled her ear until she woke up. "As much as I hate to say it, you really need to stop. We don't have time for that this morning."

I pulled her soft naked body tightly to me. "We'll have time every morning once we get home."

She propped herself up on an elbow. "Andy, when are you going to tell me what happened and where we are?"

"I promise to tell you when we are home and can talk without being disturbed. Right now, we need to finish packing and get on the trail."

"I trust you, Andy." she said as she kissed me and climbed out of the furs. She picked up her dress and gave me a show as she slipped it over her head. I could have watched all day. I got up and got dressed, then headed out to 'water a tree'.

I walked a ways away from camp and found a suitable tree to do my business. On the way back, Karen's voice came in my ear.

"I'm on my way back with the van and twelve foot trailer I have one of the larger trailers for the ATV loaded on it, so we shouldn't be lacking for space. How many women did you finally decide to keep?"

"I only added one. But she's not a native. She's one of us."

"Really? Did you know her back there, too?"

"I'll say I did. She's one of my wives."

Since we had discussed my situation when she first arrived, she wasn't shocked. "Which one is it? Kendra or Evelyn?"

"Her name isn't Evelyn, it's Emily. She showed up during the funeral and storm."

"I bet that shocked the heck out of the natives."

"Not as much as the funeral did. I'll fill you in later. When you get here, just park by the ATV and we will bring everything out there. Anton asked me not to bring vehicles into the camp."

"Anton knows about vehicles?"

"I'll tell you about him later as well."

"You better! I'll be sure to remind you. I should be there in about an hour. I'll let you know when I arrive."

"Thanks Karen. Love Ya!"

As she disconnected, I could swear I heard her mutter "I wish".

Time to face the music. I had forgotten to call Mallie before I went to bed like I promised. That's twice I had forgotten about her. She must think I don't consider her important enough to remember. I had to try and fix that.

"Mallie, you there, hon?"

"Of course I'm here, Andy. Where else would I be? I waited for your call last night. Did you forget about me again?"

"I'm afraid I did, Mallie. I'm really sorry. Please don't think I am ignoring you."

"I bet if I was like Karen, you wouldn't forget about me."

"What do you mean?"

"If I was flesh and blood and looked like her, you wouldn't forget or ignore me."

"You're right, I probably wouldn't. But you aren't and I have to get used to that. I need to treat you the same as the rest of us 'fleshies'."

She giggled. Damn she sounds so cute when she does that. "Fleshies? Where did that come from?"

"Some movie I saw awhile back. Only it was ghosts, not an alien intelligence in a computer, talking about living people."

"Did the fleshie and the ghost get together?"

That's an odd thing to ask. "One of the male ghosts got to dance with the 'fleshie' girl near the end of the movie, but it was only temporary."

"That's too bad."

"I need to get back and start everyone moving to the rendezvous point. Anton doesn't want any tech brought into the camp. Let me know if anything comes up, okay?"

"Sure thing, Andy. Call me if you need anything."

As I walked back into camp, Anton caught up with me.

"I heard you had a good night last night." he said with a grin. "From the sound of it, you did a good job. I think she woke up half the camp."

"Damn, I'm sorry. I didn't realize she was that loud. I've never felt anything like what she did."

"Never? I thought you said she was your wife before."

"That wasn't who woke you up."

"You mean it was Etala? What the heck did you do to make her go off like that? I've never heard any of the locals get that excited."

"I didn't do anything special. Emily got her to go 'cowgirl' and once she found her rhythm she kept it up until she climaxed. After her first one, I just kept stroking until I filled her up and then she went off again. It felt like what I imagine a cow feels as it's being milked. I couldn't believe the muscle action inside her!"

"Feels great doesn't it? My first time I thought she was going to pull it right off with her pussy. Never felt anything like it before. I hope my new mates are ready for me tonight!"

"I guess she had some experience though. Her cherry was already gone."

He laughed and slapped me on the shoulder. "You have to quit thinking this place is like earth. The natives, while they look earth human, have some interesting differences. One is, the girls don't have a 'cherry' to pop. They're very tight until you've been in 'em a few times. Not that they get real loose, even after childbirth they are still pretty tight. Another thing, if you didn't notice, is their eyes. Depending on how they feel, their eye color changes. You've heard that jealousy is a green-eyed monster? Well, it's true here. All the women have blue eyes unless they are having an emotional response. You want to know how a woman feels? Just look at her eyes. Metallic colors are usually positive emotions while darker colors are negative. Never turn your back on a woman whose eyes look black or you'll most likely end up dead."

"That's definitely something I plan to remember!"

"Did you notice the women are almost all less than five foot tall? There are a few that are taller, maybe by one or two inches, but none over five foot three. Perfect size if you ask me. And speaking of perfect sizes, I haven't met a woman here yet with tits bigger than a mouthful, and I've got a pretty small mouth!"

I was about to comment when a scream came from down by the stream. A woman came running up carrying a small child in her arms. The child wasn't moving and was soaking wet. It must have fallen in the water and drowned. I ran after the woman and caught up at the healer's hut. The healer came out and looked at the child, shook her head, and went back into the hut.

That was it? That was all the 'healer' was going to do? She didn't even check for a pulse! Don't these people know basic first aid or CPR? ... Suddenly I realized, they DON'T know. How many have died for lack of knowledge? I had to try and help. I ran to the child and began basic CPR. I was not going to let this child die if I could help it. I was almost ready to admit defeat when the boy suddenly coughed up a bunch of water and began crying. I sat back, clearly relieved at the boy's revival. His mother came and picked the boy up and rocked him, tears of happiness replacing the tears of sorrow from only moments ago. What she did next surprised me.

"Andy, you have brought my son back from death. You must have some purpose for him, to do such a thing. I offer him to you to fulfill that purpose." She started to put the boy on my lap. I stopped her.

"I do not wish to take your son from you. I could see the grief you felt when you thought he was dead. I could not stand to see you suffering so. I brought him back, not for me, but for you. His purpose is to bring you happiness as he grows into a man, and then to do the same for his mate."

The woman thanked me and picked up her son. She walked towards her tent, surrounded by friends, talking about her son being returned to her. I started to rise when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and looked into the face of the healer.