Chapter 10

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

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

Tall Woman was on pins and needles the rest of the day and much of the night. She was useless until she fell asleep late at 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 had a nice romp and showered up there. I was glad to see the storm had quit.

Drozul told us he would be here soon with the trade goods. He was more excited than Tall Woman was. I had strawberries and bananas in my cereal. I added a handful of pecan pieces. Tall Woman and Aalea went crazy over the taste.

We got ready, and Drozul showed up. He had two fake deerskin knapsacks made up to carry the stuff. The packs were huge. He had brought three folding cooking racks for 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.

For Tall Woman’s parents, he had brought two knives - one big one for her father and a small 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 tops, as well as tassels and fringe. Someone should have told them they don’t have beads here at this time. The tassels are probably suitable, but the bead-works are from before the Dutch had visited New York in this here and now.

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 so expensive.

We had 99’ find us a suitable spot along a central path outside the village. The problem is getting down through the thick foliage. He had us crouch down and he just popped us to where we could stand up and walk towards the village. Having us crouch allowed us to have hands and feet on the uneven ground so we didn’t fall. I let Tall Woman lead the way, hoping someone would recognize her. It has been a couple of weeks now.

We walked into the village, and she headed right for her parent’s wikiup. Her mother was out front cooking and looked up and saw Tall Woman. Her mother started screaming. I was surprised she even recognized Tall Woman. Tall Woman must have been a good-looking babe before she got sick. The new, neat-looking clothes did not prevent her from recognizing my new, improved girlfriend. The two women embraced with great emotion. Their 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. Her father was off in the woods setting snares for rabbits and collecting any he had already snared.

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 said. 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 Exo’s. 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.

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

I said I needed to go outside. One of the women took my hand and said she would show me the way. She took me right to her hut. She had her dress off, my leggings down, and my cock in her hot box in mere moments.

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 womb.

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-stacked body. She is Tall’s aunt. She was sexy, too, as she took charge and started again for seconds at sex.

I looked up at her big fat titties in wonder as she was fucking the shit out of 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. I think she had a long, dry spell sex-wise. Green Turtle maybe failed the tittie pencil test, but god, those are some nice fat titties.

I found out she liked having her nipples pinched firmly. 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.

We dressed and went outside, and all four women were smiling and cackling together in no time. Now that Tall Woman 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 small wikiup. 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.”

Drozul sent, “Sensors say she is totally fertile. Odds are her man’s balls are spitting dust, not sperm. We 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 with small penny-sized areolas and tiny nips. She smells nice and is a bashful kisser. We were soon naked and doing the horizontal mambo dance.

She likes dog style, so we shifted. 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 hard, 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 this...”

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

I assumed he had never got the job done. She was having her first cum. Unfortunately, she was never going to be happy with her hubby, Needle Dick the Bug Fucker, again.

I waited a couple of minutes, wet my finger, 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. UUUHhnnnnnnn...”

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 cunt again. Now I am looking up at her soft little girl boobies. I noticed for the first time she is pretty high waisted. All her height is in her lengthy, attractive legs.

Cranberry may be thin, but her cunt is sure woman sized; actually, it’s big and swollen looking as well as red. That’s a happy-looking pussy stuffed full of my fat sausage. This gal sure likes to fuck. Oops, that may be because I was filling her up for once.

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

I left my hands there kneading her buns to 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 doing this so well. Ohhhhhhhhh, unh, unh, unh...”

I did not cum again. I lay there waiting. Soon she had her tiny little cunt movements going again. As she approached another cum I let her get to the edge. Then I started pulling on her ass so that I was grinding into her deeply; 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 lotto of life.; I breached

“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 gave her a small spurt to make sure she got pregnant.

This time she flopped over insensate, 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 of thin side, but she fucks like a mink, and that fat-feeling, quite puffy pussy is sweet. After her baby, she will be dripping in milk from her improved boobies.

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. Been there, done that. I had raised my brood and would wait a generation before having more at home. We dressed and went back out.

Tall Woman grabbed me as soon as I was outside. She took me aside.

She said, “My mother, Gentle Doe, is not well. She says her breasts are swollen in areas, and she is losing weight.”

Drozul interjected, “Breast cancer. Are you going for a three-fer with your mother-in-law?”

I sent, “Oh, it’s so hard being me. Certifiably hard, that is, ha-ha.”

I said, “You want me to cure your mother? Do you know how that happens? I will have to take her like a man takes a woman.’

She smiled, “I know you enter women every day; it is what you do, my mate. You leave many happy women behind you. Half the women in the village have heard the cries from Green Turtle and Cranberry. Has Cranberry no shame she is so loud? Was she good?”