Chapter 5: Snow Bound

February 27, 2027

Clark woke up feeling completely disoriented. The morning fog took forever to lift from his mind. However, the first thing he recognized was that he was lying in the middle of their big bed sandwiched between Katie to his right and Sally to his left. He wondered if Katie was awakened by the ruckus he and Sally made the night before.

Suddenly, he felt a hand clutching his. It was Katie’s, warm and delicate. He turned his head to see her beautiful young face. Her eyes were closed. She was either asleep or pretending to be. He turned his head toward Sally. He could tell she was still sleeping, exhausted from their intense love making.

In one unexpected movement, he felt Katie lift his arm and slide her warm body up against his. She let his heavy hand rest on top of her belly begging to be possessed. Clark sensed she had no T-shirt on and was completely naked. Her skin was smooth and warm; her belly flat and trim. Then, Katie pushed his hand down over her hairy beaver. Her curly pubic coif was not as lush as Sally’s, but the pubes felt like fine silk. Katie’s hand on his felt absolutely sensational, and so did the erection she had induced.

Clark didn’t move, paralyzed with the images that went through his mind and the feeling of Katie and her naked body against his naked skin. Indeed, Katie was serious about wanting to have sex with him and it was all happening at that moment. Days before, he had some time to think and come to a rational conclusion about what to do, but now it was raw emotions that took over his body and mind. He wanted Katie too. “Old enough is good enough,” he repeated over and over to himself.

Clark slowly began caressing Katie’s pubic mound with gentle circles, tenderly squeezing it and tugging her hair, taking his time to slide his hand between her thighs to explore the warm silkiness of her untouched skin. It was hot, moist and needy. Katie’s muscles contracted with anticipation as Clark’s hand gently moved over her silky bush, getting dangerously close to her pink pleasure. He slowly traced the contours of her sex, feeling and caressing her supple labia. His fingers slipped along her slit and to the steamy entrance of her vagina.

Katie caressed his arm in appreciation and spread her right leg farther apart, allowing Clark to locate her soft, nubby clitoris. He began making gentle circles around it. Katie twitched and he could hear her take quick deep breathes of pleasure. He circled the other way around and Katie began to moan softly, as her clitoris became swollen and hard. Clark knew it was the most sensitive spot of her sex. He massaged and pinched it gently, driving Katie wild with increased pleasure. Her body became tense and she moaned her first words, “Oh God.”

Clark removed his hand from Katie’s pussy, turned and lifted his torso over her naked body. Her long, golden-brown hair hung gracefully across her pillow. He looked down into her beautiful hazel eyes. She looked soft and delicate almost like a doll. He moved the tip of his nose against hers, making soft, tender contact. Katie closed her eyes and said, “Can you...” She paused for a moment and then whispered, “I want you to love me.”

His swollen dick became harder. He rolled over between her legs. Their lips met. Their tongues danced as they explored each other’s mouths with the fervent hunger of two first time lovers.

He moved his head, kissing her chin, cheeks and neck, letting her feel his affection. She returned his kisses just as passionately. Clark’s desire for Katie surged. He bent down to kiss her breasts. Her tits and nipples were smaller and pointy, yet there was something about them that called out to him, that he should touch them. They were soft, smooth and soothing. Clark licked and sucked them, making them firm and sensitive to every stroke of his tongue.

He continued moving further southward, ever so slowly kissing her stomach, gliding his tongue around her belly button, down to her abdomen and her Venus mound. Her muscles twitched with pleasure and anticipation. Katie had her legs spread apart and brought her knees up and back as far as possible. Clark marveled at her damp, virgin pussy beautifully framed by her delicately soft, light pubic hair, shining with moisture. Her labia appeared red and swollen in her excitement, yet small and perfect. The entrance to her pussy was partially open revealing pink, virginal flesh glistening with her wetness. A new aroma filled his senses, sweet with youth, as Katie’s excited pussy added to his lust.

He had to taste her and leaned forward, extending his tongue into her pussy that appeared begging to be pleased. On contact, Katie’s legs trembled and she moaned, “Oh yes, yes, Daddy.”

Clark’s tongue lanced into her, savoring her sex, sweeping the length of her slit top to bottom, over and over, dipping into her channel and her rosy petals. Katie’s pussy tasted sweet and he lapped up her nectar slowly in no hurry to stop. With his hands on her pussy, he spread her labia wide open so he could enter her tight, gushing sexpot with his mouth. Her pink clitty looked like a fresh rosebud and he scooped it up with his tongue and between his lips. Katie felt like she was losing her mind. The sensation was unlike anything she dreamed possible. She looked down at Clark between her legs and moaned, “Oh, yes, don’t stop! More!”

After several minutes of Clark humming on her fevered pussy, Katie’s breathing became more intense as she began to feel an oncoming orgasm. Clark took her nubby clitoris between his lips and sucked it, then aggressively licked it.

“Oh GOD,” she screamed, begging the heavens for fulfillment, as Clark lashed her sensitive pussy with his tongue. Katie’s body was on fire as she got closer to her orgasm which exploded like fireworks on the Fourth of July. She grabbed Clark’s head and pulled his face deeper into her flooded pussy.

Clark quickly moved his body up and mounted her. He put his cock against her needy pussy, feeling the opening to her vagina. Katie gasped with expectation. Clark rocked his hips in slow short movements, teasing her sweet pussy with the head of his cock. Her hips bucked upwards with every poke, welcoming him to put his cockhead inside her hot, wet pussy a little more.

He pushed his cock into her heated opening, spreading her lips with his missile-shaped thickness until he felt her hymen. It seemed less compliant, and her opening was much tighter than Sally’s. He whispered softly and romantically into her ear to make her relax.

“Baby, you are so soft, warm and beautiful. I could hold you in my arms forever. I would never hurt you. Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” she hissed, her body shaking. “Make me your woman!”

She asked for it, and he was ready to give it to her, an experience never to be forgotten.

Katie tightened her grip around Clark’s neck pulling him tightly to her. Their mouths met in a hot, passionate kiss as they pressed their bodies together. Clark still had his cock notched up against Katie’s hymen. He could feel her melt under his body as the heat of their desires grew. With a quick thrust forward of his hips he was able to breach her barrier and plant his stake. Katie let out a faint cry and gasped for air as she felt Clark’s cock rip through her girlhood. He held her tight between his arms and murmured softly into her ear, “You’re my woman now. I’ll always love you.”

The sharp sting she felt subsided and Katie murmured in response as her body opened to take him in, “I’ve been praying for this moment ... you inside me. It feels so right.”

Clark felt her hot pussy tightening around his manhood as he pushed deeper inside her. He began moving his cock back and forth with slow, gentle stabs inside her slippery channel that seemed custom made for his pleasure. He gradually picked up the pace with faster and deeper thrusts, both moaning and grunting in synchronized harmony.

She grabbed his buttocks, pulling him into her with every thrust forward. “Oh Daddy, are you in ... all the way?” she whimpered and held onto him tight.

Clark began to feel his cockhead swell and throb inside her. He plunged his cock in and out of Katie, pounding his pubis against her pubis. Every nerve in her body sparked and she begged him not to stop.

“Oh God, yes, yes ... Fuck me, FUCK ME!” she cried, as she eclipsed into an orgasm so intense that her body convulsed and her mind lost all sense of restraint.

The head on Clark’s cock began to tingle. He felt his shaft bulge and become harder. The pressure in his balls became more intense, overpowering his mind and body. He gave a final thrust forward penetrating Katie’s pussy as far as he could. His entire body became tense. He hugged and secured her firmly in his arms as he roared and his cock exploded filling her vagina with an unending abundance of his hot semen.

It took a few moments for the intense feelings in their bodies to slowly subside as Clark tenderly kissed Katie. He carefully withdrew his deflated dick from inside her pussy and collapsed next to her. Catching his breath, he couldn’t believe that he had fucked two young virgins in less than twelve hours; a personal record that made him feel fully sexed. It reassured him that he was still a capable, potent, red-blooded male.

Katie snuggled up next to him and placed her head and arm to rest on his chest. In that instant, Sally appeared with her head and arm on Clark’s chest from the other side. She smiled and winked her eye. Katie smiled back and reached for Sally’s hand.

“Daddy is so much more than I had imagined,” she said, her face glistening with sweat.

“Hey, you young ladies are going to smother me like this,” Clark crowed.

“That’s what we’re here for,” they responded in unison, giggling.

“You belong to us now,” Sally said clutching his arm.

“And we belong to you,” Katie purred, stroking his chest.

“I love you both and promise to make you happy forever,” Clark said, putting his arms around the girls and squeezing them hard.

He knew he needed them every bit as much as they needed him. The prospects for him and the girls of finding others beyond the mountain were zero to none. Even if he was wrong, he was convinced there was no one better than himself who could love them more. The girls were his reason to live; he filled their world with hope and promise.

March 2027

The mountain remained in the firm grip of winter, the land was numb and frozen under a thick layer of snow and ice brought on by a howling storm that lasted two days and took down a lot of tree limbs. Temperatures were below freezing and snow lay three feet deep.

Clark had to dig and redig a trench in order to get to the outhouse and the wood pile. The snow was going to stay for a long time, and continue to add several more inches before the onset of spring. He realized what the term long winter meant and was glad he had chopped enough firewood to last well into April. There also was enough venison from the last hunt, but all other food supplies were starting to run low.

Clark and the girls slept late and stayed in bed throughout most of the morning. They usually just had brunch and dinner. They had plenty of energy bars for snacks or dessert, and they needed the extra energy, especially Clark.

The girls were insatiable in bed capable of multiple orgasms at any given time. For the most part, they slept naked, except for their knee high socks to keep their feet and legs warm. They also insisted that Clark lie in the middle sandwiched between them and naked. If he got into bed wearing a T-shirt, the girls would tickle and needle him until he surrendered to their demand and removed it. To spice things up, he enjoyed getting into bed with only his boxers on, because, then, the girls would remove them for him, full of laughter and expectations to see his thick, erect cock. After all, a man’s penis always has a mind of its own, and Clark didn’t feel like he needed to make apologies for it.

“What have we here?” one of them would say holding her hands to her cheeks and opening her mouth and eyes wide in awe of their discovery.

“It’s that one-eyed wonder weasel and it’s back again. Who’s going to tame it tonight?” the other smiled broadly staring down at his veiny, sinewy cock.

Clark basically let the girls decide when and how often they wanted him to fuck them. However, it got to the point where Clark was unsure whether he could keep up with two nymphs. Moreover, he was worried about the girls getting pregnant, especially Sally.

One evening, as he was going to bed, Clark found Sally spread out naked begging him to come between her legs. Katie too was naked, lying curled up on her side, looking needy. He squeezed in between the two and took them in his arms.

“Listen girls, we need to have a talk,” he said in a serious tone.

Katie usually deferred to Sally to say something first. Instead, she asked, “Are you feeling okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay, just worried,” he responded.

“Is it because we’re running low on food?” Sally wanted to know.

“No, it’s not about food.”

The girls looked puzzled as they gazed at each other across Clark’s chest.

“You girls are young and energetic, and have made me feel like a teenage boy all over again. Although when I was a teenager, I couldn’t even get into a girl’s panties, let alone have sex,” Clark began to explain.

The girls giggled like two virgin school girls with a crush on a cute boy and a desire to get him in their pants, but terrified to ask and scare him away.

“So?” Katie sensed there was more.

“Well, umm, I’m no jackrabbit like when I was fifteen. All I had on my mind then was sex. I would masturbate and come almost every day morning, noon and night, fantasizing about naked girls lined up waiting for me,” Clark continued.

Sally looked up at him and exclaimed with a smile, “You naughty old man.”

Clark jumped right in, “Old man? I’m not dead yet!”

“So, why don’t you just come straight out and tell us what’s on your mind,” Sally responded.

‘Yeah, we’ll understand,” Katie added.

“Well, when you’re mature, the quality of sex becomes more important than the quantity, and I must say I’ve certainly had both these last several weeks. However, I’m worried I may not be able to satisfy and keep up with the two of you,” Clark explained.

Sally patted him on the chest and said, “Okay, I think I understand. You need some time to get back your strength and recharge the juices in your batteries, right?”

“I couldn’t have said it any better,” Clark sighed with relief.

“But, Daddy,” Sally continued, “you didn’t have to worry about that. When Katie and I are on our periods, we’re going to need some time off too. Actually, I’m probably going to start tomorrow and Katie...”

Katie jumped in to finish the sentence, “Mine have been very regular and I should start in about two days. We’ll all have lots of time to recuperate. But, we’ll want you back strong like a buck and ... well you know.”

Clark didn’t expect to have such a frank conversation with the girls, nor did he expect them to be so open about their own feminine circumstances.

“I can’t wait,” he exclaimed. “But, there is one more thing that worries me even more. We have to be very careful that neither one of you becomes pregnant. You’re still too young to have babies, we still have many challenges ahead of us to survive, and Sally, well, I can’t be the father of your child. It’s not genetically good.”

This time, Katie chimed in to try to ease his worries.

“My mom didn’t believe in artificial birth control methods and taught me and my sister to use the natural method by monitoring our monthly periods to know which days we could get pregnant if we had sex. She called it Vatican Roulette and said she timed sex with her cycle. Of course, she was totally against sex before marriage. She always told us it was best to save ourselves for the right man for life. But, just in case, she wanted us to be prepared and know which days were safe.”

“Do you see this necklace?” Katie asked Clark. “Sally wears one, too. Look!”

“Yes, I’ve noticed for some time. Very colorful and you both look beautiful wearing them,” Clark replied.

“Actually, they’re called fertility beads we made with wild seeds we gathered from the forest,” Katie explained and went on to describe how they worked and the meaning of the three different colors.

“ ... and, once the small pendent is moved past the first green seed, then bingo!” she said, slapping her hands together, giving herself a high-five.

The girls giggled as Clark began to examine each of their beads, curious to find out which phase of their menstrual cycles each girl found herself in.

All this time, Clark was worrying himself sick, when in reality his girls were smart and understanding, and proved once again how resourceful they could be.

“Let’s celebrate this moment,” Clark suggested.

“How?” Sally wanted to know.

“Close your eyes,” he insisted.

Clark beckoned Sally and Katie into his arms with their bodies turned toward him and their heads on his chest. He began moving his hands gently up and down their backs. Then, he placed his hands on the globes of their smooth, firm asses, caressing each cheek and sliding his fingers up and down the crack between their buttocks. It sent tingly feelings up the girls’ spines.

The girls put one leg over one of Clark’s, pressing and rubbing their pussies up against his hips. They wrapped their legs around him like vines. Their thighs were smooth and their warm pussies moist, slipping and sliding along his hips.

The girls had their hands together over his chest. Suddenly and as if choreographed, they slowly moved their hands over his stomach traveling south until they bumped into his pole. Both girls gasped as they felt his massive cock, fully erect and burning with desire. The knob of his manhood shined and one small drop of pre-cum was already oozing out of the pee hole at the end.