Chapter 39: Meeting the In-laws

Drozul said, “I am having the basic trade items made. That includes something to carry things in. You will need Tall with you when you go to the village. She is now your woman. You pulled her from the ocean and healed her. That’s all the locals need to know.”

I sent, “Tall, did what Drozul said make sense to you?”

She said. “Yes. I want to see my people again, and I really want to see my parents.”

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Tall was on pins and needles the rest of the day and much of the night. She was useless until she fell asleep later that night.

The following day, the waves were still high, so I went up and took a soak in the hot tub. I don’t know what this stuff is that Drozul puts in it, but it sure makes you tingle, and your pecker feels good. Jade came up and stayed with me, or was that on me?

We enjoyed a nice romp and showered up there. I was glad to see the storm had begun to lessen.

Drozul told us he would be here soon with the trade goods they had made. He was as excited as Tall was. I had strawberries and bananas in my cereal. I added a handful of pecan pieces. Tall and Aalea went crazy over the taste. They made their own cereal bowls.

We got ready, and Drozul showed up. He had two fake deerskin knapsacks made to carry the stuff. The packs looked huge. He had brought three folding cooking racks for using over cooking fires. There are three medium-sized pots and three small ones. He had stirring spoons and meat forks to go with them. He also had a nice hatchet and knife set for the chief and my in-laws.

For Tall’s parents, he had brought two personal belt knives - one big one for her father and a smaller one for her mother. We got dressed in our fake buckskins. We both wore custom-made moccasins. Someone had added lots of native bead patterns on our buckskin tops, as well as decorative tassels and fringe. Someone should have told them they don’t have beads here at this time. The tassels are suitable, but the beads are from when the Dutch would have visited New York. That didn’t happen here on Earth 0.

We added the boxes of beads and packets of sewing needles and thread that the gals had picked up earlier. Who knew that shit was that expensive.

We had 99’ find us a suitable spot along a central path outside the village. The problem is getting through the thick foliage. He had us crouch down and ported us to where we could stand up and walk towards the village. We were porting to uneven ground, having us crouch down allowed us to have hands and feet on the ground, so we didn’t fall.

I let Tall lead the way, hoping someone would recognize her. It has been a couple of weeks now.

We walked into the village, and she headed straight for her parents’ wickiup. Her mother was out front cooking and looked up and saw Tall Woman. Her mother started screaming immediately. It was not the reception I had anticipated.

I was surprised she even recognized Tall. That indicated Tall must have been a good-looking babe before she got sick. The new, very neat-looking clothes did not prevent her from recognizing my newest concubine and girlfriend. The two women embraced with great emotion; their mutual tears flowed freely.

We dropped our packs inside as the two women started talking as fast as only two women could. I understood about every third word. I knew their language, but women can get carried away.

Her father was off in the woods setting snares for rabbits and collecting any rabbits he had caught.

About then two women scratched at the door and came in to see Tall standing there, big as daylight. More hugs around, and rapid-fire jibber-jabbering was being exchanged. As Tall’s husband, I was given many gratuitous hugs and kissed often by all the women.

I made sure my kisses were damp with Exos and delivered to their lips. I could tell the three new-to-me women were zonked by my hormones. Their hugging me made it worse as they were all three muddled, and I knew it. The heavy-lidded look the three made at me made me think I was going to get lucky. As I kissed them, I ran my hands up their legs and pulled them in by their butt cheeks.

At least the talking slowed to a speed I could follow. The hugs from the new women got progressively more involved.

I had a real hard-on from fondling them and kissing them. I said I needed to go outside. One of the women took my hand and said she would show me the way. I know where the outside is; she must think I need to pee.

She took me straight to her hut. She had her dress off, my leggings down, and my cock in her hot box in about two moments. She had pushed me to her bedding and was on me fast.

I found out she was an older single woman, maybe 35. I had Tuucco drop an egg. By tomorrow morning, she would be a lot prettier. By that night or the next day, she would likely have a fertilized egg looking for a spot in her uterus to attach itself.

She was no virgin, and she was quite a handful. Green Turtle was chubby. At 5’ 2” and 160 pounds, she was uncommonly heavyset for a native, but she has a lush, well-cushioned body. She is Tall’s aunt. She was sexy, too, as she took charge and started over again for seconds on sex.

I looked up at her big fat titties in wonder as she was fucking the shit out of me. Her light brown areola and nipples held my attention as I allowed her hot box to entertain me.

She quietly moaned all the while, her pendulous tits moving, bobbing, and weaving all about. I was enthralled with those huge honkers as they moved enticingly up and down as she fucked me hard. I think she had a long, dry spell, sex-wise. Green Turtle maybe failed the pencil test, but god, those are some nice fat titties.

I found out she liked having her nipples pinched hard. She got her wish when I filled her womb directly with my millions of wigglers. She lay on top of me and kissed me hard. She was shocked when I slipped her some tongue and showed her a new way to make out with French kissing. That should make her popular.

Luckily, I had primed her mouth with Exos earlier. Her breath and taste were fine. I am not sure about what they do here or about dental hygiene. I knew she would never have a cavity again.

We dressed and went outside, and all four women were smiling and cackling together in no time. Now that Tall was a grown “woman,” she was not as inexperienced about what went on around her.

Cranberry, the other woman, wanted to show me a tunic she was working on. She took my hand and took me into her little wickiup. We got inside, and she held on to me tightly, sobbing.

Cranberry said, “Tall told me you could fix me. I have been mated for many years and have no babies. She said you could give me babies.”

Tuucco said, “Sensors say she is totally fertile. Odds are her man’s balls are spitting dust, not sperm. I have ordered an egg to be dropped. You have a two-for, going for you. You dog.”

Cranberry is taller at 5’4” and is about 110 pounds, so she’s slender and willowy. She has small dime-sized areolas and teeny tiny nipples. She smells nice and is a bashful kisser. We were soon naked and doing the horizontal mambo dance.

She likes dog style, so I got behind her ‘behind.’ I had her small boobies in each hand as I drilled her deeply. I started with long, slow strokes. The view of her tiny tight ass was fantastic. The girl has a firm, bubble-butt ass on her.

I kept altering the angle as I was fucking her pussy. I sensed when I had the one she preferred and stuck with that angle. I alternated the speed I was using. I knew I should play with her asshole for some reason. As soon as I touched her rosette with a wet finger, she went off.

“Oooohhhhhhhh, yesssssss! Ohh ... What is...”

I had a vision of a small pecker pop into my head, her mates?

I assumed her husband had never got the job done. She began having her first cum. Unfortunately, she was never going to be happy with her hubby again.

He must be Needle Dick the Bug Fucker.

I waited a couple of minutes, wet my pinky, and knew right when to slide it in her. She tightened up in her second cum.

“UHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhh...”

I joined her this time as she was pulling my cum from me with her cunts gyrations.

“I love your cunt, Cranberry. UUHhnn...”

We stayed frozen together for a minute. I turned and flopped onto my back. Cranberry pounced like a wildcat and had me inside her tight little cunt again. Now I am looking up at her soft girly boobies. I noticed for the first time that she is fairly high-waisted. All her height is in her long, elegant legs.

Cranberry may be thin, but her cunt is sure woman sized; actually, it’s big and swollen looking as well as red right now. I wasn’t sure, that may be because I had just fucked the shot out that pussy.

She, “Ahhhhhh...”

That’s a happy-looking pussy stuffed full of my fat sausage again. This gal sure likes to fuck. Oops, that may be because I was filling Cranberry’s pussy up.

Cranberry does not have an excess amount of fat anywhere on her. She laid down on top of me and slowly humped at me. I repositioned her bottom so my shaft was rubbing her clit. She liked when I manhandled her ass cheeks to shift her. I continued squeezing and rubbing them.

My hands are kneading Cranberry’s buns to her sighs and groans. I knew when I was hitting her just right, and my senses told me when she was in her groove. She continued with small movements, just rubbing her clit very lightly.

“Ohhhh, Tum, you’re doing this so good. Ohhhhhhhhh, unh, unh, unh...”

I did not cum again. I lay there waiting as Cranberry rested.

A few minutes later she had her tiny little cunt movements going again. As she approached another cum I let her get to the edge.

Then I began pulling on her ass so that I was grinding into her hard; eventually, I breached her cervix. I know I had to have pushed some cum into her womb. One sperm would end up the winner in the lottery of life; I had breached her tight little cervix.

“Oh no, it feels too good, too good, it’s happening again, More ... UNH, Unh, unh, unh, unh ... Ohhh...”

Her pussy was seriously fluttering and squeezing. I let her have a small spurt to make sure she got pregnant.

“Mmmm...”

This time, she flopped onto me, senseless, her head on my shoulder. Her swollen labia were comfortably cushioned against my pubic region. I might have to revisit Cranberry in about ten months to give her another baby. She’s not my usual cup of tea, being on the thin side, but she fucks like a mink, and her chubby pussy? It’s quite puffy and feels sweet. After her baby, she will be dripping in milk from her improved boobies. They will be a tasty treat I want to share with her and my son.

She turned around and bathed my groin with her mouth. Damn, I can’t take her home with me. Not for the first time, I wished to snag a gal into my harem.

Then again, I wanted to avoid living with more rug rats for a while. Been there, done that. I had raised my brood and would wait a generation before having another brood at home. We dressed and went back out.