Chapter 12

There was some nasty crap lying around inside, but mostly gnawed bones and dried shit from animals that used the cave when the bears weren't around. There were even some pieces of chewed up hides from their prey, but nothing serious and nothing still fresh enough to cause much of a stink. It was enough to show me we'd be cleaning for a while.

The floor was a pretty big surprise since it was mostly flat. There were several inches of dirt over it, but scraping it back showed a rocky base. It wasn't as flat and even as the dirt covering had led me to believe but it would serve until we could come up with something better.

A big surprise was waiting near the back of the huge open chamber. It was the mouth of a sort of tunnel, though it wasn't manmade. The opening looked like a wide crack in the wall and most of the rest of it did too, as far as I could see without entering anyway. I intended to explore it, but not tonight. I wasn't about to go into it by myself. I returned to the opening and found supper was ready.

One of the nicest things about finding and befriending locals was their knowledge about edible plants. Probably the only things I recognized in the stew was the bear meat. There were lots of other things in there but the bear was the only thing I was sure about. I didn't give a damn, it was all tasty and I didn't spit out any unidentified parts.

After sunset the cave was damned dark inside. We had light from the fire in the entrance, but I didn't think it was enough for us to see while getting the sleeping arrangements settled. I built a smaller one about thirty feet back into the cave from the one at the entrance.

Mary and Chris had brought our sleeping bags back from Reela and Keela's hut, but we didn't need them since they also brought a sled full of furs. I didn't get invited to help arrange the bed. In fact, I was shooed away when they started on the job. I did notice something I needed to tend to though.

The camp potty had also made the trip. It was empty of course since we didn't haul human waste along. I set it up and poured in a good dose of the chemical that kept the smell down after use. We had a reasonable supply but that didn't mean we could go on using it forever. Tomorrow or the next day I was going to look for a better solution. For tonight, and the next few days, the small potty would suffice.

It didn't take long for the women to get the bed arranged and I was done with the potty even faster. Later I would try to get some sort of artificial lighting going, but for tonight sunset meant bedtime. I'll admit I kept my eyes open while the clothes were coming off and was glad I did.

Mecha might have been as old as twenty-seven, but probably not. I suspect the clothes she wore were intentionally arranged to make her seem less appealing than other women. When the clothes came off her secret was out, to me. The other women didn't have anything on her in the looks department, or not much anyway.

Mecha's face wasn't as pretty as Reela's, Keela's, or Kemela's. She wasn't ugly by any means; she just wasn't as strikingly beautiful as the others. Her body didn't take a back seat at all though. Her big breasts were bountiful and seemingly self-supporting. Her legs were long for her height and they were well shaped. Her ass was amazing, jutting out with muscular definition and practically begging to be fondled.

Kemela looked almost like a pervert's dream. I guessed she was old enough to know better, but just. Her breasts were the smallest in the cave but they were plenty for her size, and like all the downtime women she was well toned and shaped and looked simply delicious. I noticed Mary and Chris were getting that well toned look about their assets too by now.

I'd been sure I was too tired for fucking tonight, but I was wrong. Chris came over before she shucked her clothes and had a little discussion with me. It made me very happy.

"I'm pretty sure Mecha and Kemela are fishing for an invitation to join us permanently. In fact Mary and I have already invited them and Reela and Keela were quick to add their support. Mecha insist the decision is yours, so you'd better give them a good dose of dick unless you want them to leave tomorrow."

"I thought Mecha probably had a mate already. If she doesn't I think it would be rude to hold out on her," I said, grinning.

"It would be for sure. She will be very helpful here and Mary and I both like her anyway. She's also catching onto our language faster than any of the others. I don't know why she wasn't mated but I know she isn't. Show her what she's been missing," Chris said, and I decided to obey my wife.

The way the sleeping spots were arranged at bedtime was still a mystery to me, but I knew Chris had been giving me the straight scoop about Mecha and Kemela when I ended up in the middle between them. I didn't even try to act surprised and I certainly wasn't shy.

I didn't just jump Mecha's bones when I was in bed, but I did take her in my arms and show her what kissing was all about right away. She seemed surprised at first but got with the program almost at once.

Mecha may have never been mated, but when my hands started fondling her magnificent ass she let me know she could handle a hard dick for the benefit of all. One of her hands found the pole in question right away and she could tease a hardon as well as anyone who'd ever handled mine.

Since her big titties and nipples were calling to me, I gave up on her lips and moved my head to the twin peaks. This got her attention, and by the time I'd moved one of my fondling hands to her bush she was trembling and squirming already. I sucked one nipple up to near bursting and then the other, and when I decided she was wet enough down below I maneuvered my legs between hers - they spread wider at once.

As I pressed my dickhead to her entrance and started pushing it up her, she sighed. She hadn't put much mileage on her cooter, and though it was drenched, it was much tighter than I'd expected. That just made things more exciting for me. I liked taking my time and having to work my way in. It was worth the effort too, since she had excellent muscle control with her tight tunnel.

I did a little sighing myself when I felt my dickhead kiss her cervix, and I delighted in her tight sheath as it seemed to suck against me when I pulled back for another stroke. It seemed only seconds later when her legs came up around me to wrap around my waist, but actually we were well into the ancient rhythm by then.

When I put my mouth back on hers and took over a titty with each hand, she moaned loudly and her arms came around to grasps my ass cheeks as I kept pumping. My hands gave her titties the business, gripping and squeezing their plump bulk and then twisting and pinching her nipples. She was nearly gone by now, and I increased my pace to catch up. It sent her over the edge, but luckily I joined in before her orgasm was done, and I gave her insides a hosing deluxe.

Since I'd given my all right at the last, I sagged down onto Mecha and gave her head, face, neck, and ears a serious covering of kisses until I had the strength to move off. She cooed sweet nothings to me the whole time, even though I didn't understand a single one.

As soon as I was free, Mary gobbled up my dick to revive it while Chris put a lip lock on Mecha's creamy pussy. I didn't have to worry about Kemela missing out on any attention because Reela was working on her fat titties and Keela was giving her pretty quim an energetic licking.

As soon as Mary had my dick back in business I intruded on Reela and Keela's fun. Kemela was nearly trembling in anticipation by now. Her nipples seemed near to bursting and she was flushing from her chest up around her neck. She was also panting up a young storm. When I took her in my arms for serious kissing she trembled, but grabbed hold with her arms around my back and pulled me to her tightly.

Keela must have already given her a taste of kissing and tongue work; she wasn't surprised when I started my own version. They hadn't taught her anything about handling a dick though, because when my hand found her sparse bush she just kissed back harder and wiggled her hips.

The answer was apparent when I began teasing her vulva and tried to slip a finger up her. Kemela was a virgin. In my previous life hymens weren't common on women I came into contact with, and in fact if I'd found one I would have made an exit as gracefully as possible. I didn't know if they were common here and now either, but my attitude had changed remarkably somehow, with Kemela at least.

Finding the magic barrier was surprising and inflaming. I'd probably choke the piss out of anyone who tried to stop things now. I didn't understand my sudden desire to be first, but it was there and I was boiling. I gave Kemela as much teasing and petting as I could hold out for, and then moved between her slim muscular legs.

She tensed a little when she realized it was almost time, but her arms around me didn't lessen their grip. I used my hand to line us up for the deed and then pressed it up her firmly. She made a small sound as I ripped my way in, but held me even tighter as I pushed through. She kept panting and started a low moan as I pulled back and pushed up into her, slowly lengthening my strokes each time. When I finally hit bottom she moaned softly and low in her throat, but she didn't seem to be having much pain.

Even though she was taking it well so far I went as slowly as I could stand. Within minutes I knew she was enjoying my work and her hands slipped down to hold my buns and urge me on. I wasn't complaining.

I picked up the strength and tempo of the fucking until I realized I was giving her a serious pounding. She didn't seem distressed, but I tried to level off the speed and power of my strokes.

Since Kemela's mouth was busy moaning, I dropped mine to her tasty nipples, kissing, licking, and even giving them the occasional nip with my teeth. It was like throwing more wood on the fire, and her moaning segued to babbling. When I knew she was nearly gone I gave first one nipple and then the other a firm bite and she exploded with the second one, bucking her hips at an outrageous speed and hugging me as tightly as she could.

Kemela's last burst of strength and action as she went over drew a come-shot out of me. I'll admit I went a little wild with my final few stabs. I wasn't sure what pulled the animalistic rutting out of me at the last, but I was hoping it would happen again, and often. I sagged down onto her finally, completely spent for now.