Chapter 8

For the last week and a half, Jason, one of my sons, and two of my daughters, Pam and Patricia, and I had been camped out on the edge of a cliff overlooking the Central California Valley. We, mostly I, had been looking out across the valley each night, watching for a light that would indicate where Frank, another of my sons had settled. He had been banished from our family because of his antisocial behavior. When it happened I left home with him to take him across the valley to find somewhere he could call home. Before we got too far he pulled a weapon and indicated my companionship was no longer required. I left him there and returned home but over the next several weeks I grew increasingly uncomfortable, threatened, not knowing where he was. The four of us had traveled to this spot that overlooked the valley where we could see fifty miles west, across the valley, and easily that much north and south. During this time we had seen no sign of him. It was our last night watching and we had come up empty again. I was packing up our equipment, preparing to leave, when Pam said, "Would it look something like that"?

Pam was pointing down the mountain on our side of the valley. It had never occurred to me to watch this side. I was so focused on where I had told him to go. If I had any intelligence at all I should have started looking at all the places I did not tell him to go. There was just the tiniest spot of light in the distance, down the mountainside from us. My first thought was it was just a star reflecting off water. But as we stared, every now and then it would disappear. I quickly reassembled the telescope. It seemed to take forever to find the light in the viewer. Once I had it centered I stepped up the power. I was looking at a window. I could see the lines dividing the panes but a curtain was blocking the view inside. The light had a flickering quality to it. It must be a fireplace. After a few minutes it went dark for a moment and then the light appeared again. It wasn't until the second time it happened before I figured out Frank must have walked between the fireplace and the window. I made some marks on the ground to help me find it again in the morning and then we went back to our camp.

Our fire was out and I could see that Patricia and Jason were "snuggling" under their blankets. We politely waited for them to finish though Pam suggested several times, that as long as we were waiting we might find something more entertaining to do.

A while later we gathered around the campfire. When I told Jason what we had found he was all for getting down there now and having a confrontation. When I pointed out that we had not brought any weapons with us and we knew that Frank definitely had a revolver, and probably had the couple of rifles that we later found were missing from the house, it would be a good idea to give this some thought and not be too hasty. Jason calmed down but I could see he was still annoyed. He and Frank had never gotten along. But then I could not think of anyone who had got along with Frank. It was getting late and we were going to have a long ride home tomorrow so we finally called it a night.

The next morning I woke before sunrise. Pam was lying beside me, asleep, warm and inviting, but first-things first. I left the camp and went back to the cliff. I watched as the sun slowly rose, waiting until it was light enough to see. The side of the mountain slowly came out of the shadows. I began looking with the scope on low power. It took a minute to relocate house. A tree covered most of the view of the building from our direction, but if you knew it was there, you could see it. I stepped up the power and it was almost like I was standing beside the house. I could see some signs of life. It looked like a garden had been worked in. I saw a fenced pasture with livestock in it that could not have been in there very long. No sign of Frank though. No smoke from the chimney. It took over an hour for him to appear. If I had taken a break I would have missed him. He walked out of the house and went over to a barn. He was inside less than a minute and then went back to the house.

Now that I was sure, I slowly began taking the telescope apart again. Should I go down and force his hand, make him move across the valley? But what good would it do? Plus my advice to Jason still held; Frank had weapons and we did not. Other than just putting him farther away from us, was I just trying to feed my ego by getting him to do what I told him to do? Or would it be better to let him have his little victory? The net result was that he was away from us. That is what I wanted to accomplish.

By the time I had finished packing I had decided to leave him be. If circumstances changed we could always come back now that we knew where he was. When I got back to the camp I saw that Jason and Patricia were awake and from the way their blanket was moving around they might need several more minutes before they would be ready to leave. When I took a second look I revised my estimate, they might need a half hour. I think our rabbits back at the house had more willpower then Jason and Patricia.

Pam was awake, lying on her side, watching Jason and her sister. When I got to her she lifted the blanket, inviting me back in. I smiled at her and said, "It is very tempting, but we should get ready to go".

Pam pointed at her sister and brother, "I think we have the time. Besides old man, you can't last very long anyway, can you"? And, as things turned out, she was right. I did not last very long. Though I would like to think that was more due to her efforts than to my age. I do think I gave her the pounding she deserved for calling me an old man.

One the way home Jason renewed his argument that we should force Frank to move on. I tried to get him to just let it be but I could see that it irked him that Frank could feel that he got the upper hand on us. I was content that I knew where he was and that he was far enough away from us that he was not a concern.

Once we were packed and on the road home Pam sat behind me. Most of the way home she had one arm wrapped around my stomach and the other between my legs, wrapped around my dick. When I told her it was not nice keeping me hard this long she suggested we stop and fix it so that it would not be so hard. I guess I hesitated too long in answering and she took that as a yes, because she managed to get up on her knees behind me and tried to move around in front of me. All she managed to do was to almost fall off the horse. She leaned close to my ear and said, "Well, are you going to help or not"? My mind was not really made up until she nibbled on my earlobe and then ran her tongue around the inside of my ear. I reached back, took her by the waist and swung her around me so she was facing me, her thighs on top of mine. She giggled, "I saw Jason and my sister do it this way on our way out. It looked like fun".

I had thought it looked like fun also. "Any time I'm in you, it's bound to be fun". I just hoped we would not scare the horse.

She put her arms on my shoulders and lifted herself up a bit, wrapping her legs around my waist. "You are so sweet". She lifted up just a bit more until her breasts were right at the level of my face. "Now don't talk with your mouth full".

I started to say my mouth isn't full but only got as far as "My mouff" when she leaned forward and slid a nipple right into my open mouth. I sucked more of her breast into my mouth and then ran my tongue around and over her nipple for a bit. She was right. I should not talk with my mouth full.

She pulled back a few inches from me and then pushed the other breast towards me, "Now the other one". As I repeated the treatment to that one she began pushing herself against me. I could feel her pelvis push tight against my stomach, her pussy shoved up right against me, her whole crotch felt so hot. Then she slid down a few inches, rubbing her pussy against me before lifting up and then repeating the motion several times. She finally gave a little low moan and then said, "I'm ready now". She lowered herself a few inches as she was moving her pelvis around trying to find me. She did not have to look far. Once she got everything lined, up she lowered herself on me. And she was right. She was ready, very ready. I easily slide right into her, not stopping until I bottomed out in her. She ground herself around on me for a few seconds and then stopped. She looked up at me, pulled my head down to her, and began softly kissing me. After a bit she stopped and just rested her head on my shoulder.

The horse had continued walking this entire time. I had one hand on the reins and the other wrapped around her, holding her tight to me. We found very quickly that we really did not need to do anything. The motion of the horse was all we needed. Just sitting on the horse while it walked, had us rocking back and forth against each other. I might slide out an inch but the next step drove me back into her. We continued like that, the horse rocking us, sometimes kissing gently, sometimes passionately, for what felt like hours, but surely wasn't. My brain would have atrophied from lack of blood by then. Pam finally reached the point of cumming. I could feel her begin to add her own movements to what we were getting from the horse. I quickly wrapped the reins around the pommel so I could use both hands. She pushed her face hard into my chest. "Daddy, I'm cumming". She pulled herself tight against me and held herself there. I could feel a pulse going through her as she climaxed. Each time it hit her she would try and push me deeper into her. Gradually she relaxed, leaning back away from me; my hands holding her, again letting the horse provide all the movement she needed as the feeling slowly passed in her.

Then she perked up, "Okay Daddy, your turn". She pulled herself back up tight against me. I expected her to begin sliding up and down on me but she had a surprise for me. She just held me tight and then I began feeling her pussy grab me. It was like a fist was squeezing me and then relaxing. She did this over and over. I had been close to cumming for a while now but this was quickly bringing things to a head.

"Where did you learn how to do that"? I gasped.

"Mom told me about it. Do you like it"?

It was all I could do not to cum right then. I was trying to delay it so I could feel this for a while longer. "That feels great. Wait, your mom told you"?

"Yes. She told me how to do it and then told me to save it for a special occasion. Happy Birthday, special occasion".

Before I could say anything else she began squeezing me faster. That was the last straw. I let my hands drop to her butt and pulled her tighter against me. Then I had that feeling, like when you pull a rubber band so tight it finally breaks. It was like an explosion went off inside my cock. I could feel the sperm begin coursing out of my body into hers. It felt like all the fluid in my body was being sucked out of me into her.

We held each other tight as the horse continued on the path. After a few minutes I could feel myself deflating. I would be sliding out of her any minute. The return of blood to my system must have brought my brain back to life because I finally noticed the sound of another horse behind us. I whispered to Pam, "Would you look over my shoulder? Are they right behind us"?

When she rose up to look I finally slipped out of her. She looked back down at me with a little pout on her face, "Oh put him back. I might not have been done with him yet". I leaned forward and gave her breast a little nip in response. "Just for that I think I'll stay right here the rest of the way home".

I looked up at her, "Don't kid yourself. I think you liked it. Now are they behind us"?

She rose up again and I could feel her wave. I guess that answered that question. Now I wondered how long had they been there. Just as I was about to ask how far back they were Jason and Patricia come along side us. They both had big grins on their face. I guess that answers the question of how long they had been in sight of us.

Jason spoke up, "Kind of nice that way, isn't it"?

He had an infectious smile and I couldn't help smiling myself. I nodded yes and then Pam and I worked on getting her turned around to face forward.

It had been a nice break but now the day began to stretch on. We continued right through lunch, wanting to get home. We only stopped to rest the horses on occasion and let them have some water. When we came up the final rise, bringing the house in view, it was getting pretty dark.

When we finally arrived in front of the house a crowd came out to greet us. Mikey, the girl's mother, met us first. She looked at Pam and Patricia and then at me, "I hope you had a good birthday".

I could not help smiling, "The best".

I got off the horse and helped Pam down. She leaned over to me and whispered, "I've had you pretty much to myself for the last week or so. I know some of the girls will have missed you. I'll give them a week and then I want to spend some time with you".

"I'm looking forward to that" I said and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

A couple of the kids took the horses and the gear to be put away while we went inside and shared what we had learned. There were mixed feelings. They were split like Jason and I. Some felt that it was okay and others felt that Frank was getting away with something and should be made to move on, be taught a lesson. I felt any lesson would be lost on him. Eventually my argument won out. It was getting late so everyone started drifting away to get ready for bed.

I went out on the porch and sat in a rocker and watched some of the kids play out in the yard. They would stay out until they could not see their hand in front of their face if we let them. There were several large trees out there from which we had hung tire swings. Some of the older kids were pushing the little ones to cries of 'higher, higher', and screams of delight'.

I thought again of what Pam had said earlier. Over the years I have had sex with almost all of the girls, and I enjoyed it every time, no complaints on my side. But I was always moving from girl to girl. I rarely spent more than a week with any one of them and many times in the last few years it was just a night or two with the younger ones who were coming of age. Earlier it had all been centered on the girls getting pregnant, growing our numbers quickly. Now it seemed the emphasis was more on having fun. And I had to admit it was fun. But it felt like I was missing something. The week and a half with Pam was the longest I had been with one of the girls in a long time. I had really enjoyed it with her and it seemed like she had also. It made me wonder. We still had a shortage of males to females so it would probably be looked at as being selfish if I wanted to be with just one girl all the time but maybe there is another girl or two out there who felt the same and we could make a small group.

Megan came out and sat beside me. We made small talk for a while before she got to what was on her mind. "Karen has been sleeping with me while you were gone. She wakes up almost every night crying. She's still having nightmares. Just eleven and getting attacked like that, I'd have nightmares also. A couple of times she asked me if you really meant it when you said she could sleep with you if she did not feel safe".

"Sure, you know I meant it".

Megan nodded, "I'll let her know you said that. Maybe that will help her sleep better".

It was getting pretty late so I got up to go to bed. The kids were still out playing but I was beat. A week-plus with Pam, followed by the ride home had tired me out. I was lying in bed, about to drift off when I heard a small knock at the door. "Come in".

The door opened and I could see Karen standing there in an oversized t-shirt, Megan standing behind her. Karen stepped in but did not say anything. Megan spoke up first, "Karen wanted to say goodnight to you". I sat up in bed and held out my arms to her. That was all she needed. She ran over to me and I gave her a big hug. "Honey, would you like to stay here with me tonight"? She looked up at me with a big smile and nodded her head. I turned to Megan and asked, "Would you mind if Karen sleeps with me tonight"?

Megan answered, "I think that is a great idea". As she turned to leave she said, "I'll see you two in the morning".

Once Megan was gone Kathy snuggled up against me and went right to sleep. We had been asleep for several hours and Karen must have moved away from me in the bed. She woke up and was far enough away from me that she did not feel me around her. She woke me with a scream, "Daddy. Daddy, where are you".

I reached out to her and pulled her to me. "I'm right here. I would not leave you". She moved into my arms and fell back asleep. This was repeated for the next two nights. On the fourth night she finally slept through the night without waking.

Life pretty much had returned to normal at home. My only problem now was to figure out what how to convince the family we needed to split up to survive. There was still some resistance to breaking the family up. They just did not seem to have the foresight to see what the future held for us the way we were growing. Jason, Paul and a few others made a trip down to town and I had them get some books for me from the local library. I wanted to see what I could find out about businesses in our part of the valley.

We were having a hotter than normal summer and today had been particularly brutal. I had been out with several of my older sons repairing fences. Livestock and the weather gradually took their toll. Even though we had stopped during the hottest part of the afternoon, I was beat by the time we finished for the day. When I got home I took a shower to cool off, ate a small dinner and then just went to bed. It was so hot that I pulled all the covers off the bed. Karen was outside playing so I stayed up for a while reading from a couple of the books Jason and Paul brought back for me. I was having trouble staying awake so I put the books aside, turned off the light and went to sleep.

I was having a great dream. A couple of the girls were holding me down and giving me a fantastic blowjob. Just as I reached the point in my dream where I was going to cum, dammit, I always woke up then, so of course, I woke up. You know that feeling where you have just woken up from a dream and you are trying to get back in it? That was what I was doing. I wanted to feel those lips again. It had been over a week for a guy that was used to having sex almost every day and night. I was going through withdrawal.

Then I realized I'm not dreaming the hand that is going up and down my cock. It felt so good. Whoever it was must have been doing it for a while because I was well lubricated. Maybe Pam finally came over, or one of the other girls. I kind of hoped it was Pam. I must have moved because then I heard Karen's voice, "Daddy, are you awake"?

"Honey, what are you doing"?

"I just wanted to know how it felt. I've never really touched a penis before. Frank stuck it in my mouth, and, then, you know, tried to stick it in me. But I never really touched it, you know, with my hand". Then I could feel her fingers moving around on me. "It was so soft when I started but now it is really hard".

"Honey, you should not be doing this". Even while saying the words I did not move her hand away. It felt so good. I could feel that electric zing going through me. It would take just another minute and I would be cumming.

"I've watched some of my sisters and brothers. Am I doing this right"? Her little hand started moving up and down my cock; the electric charge building.

"Yes honey, you are doing it right". I started raising my hips slightly each time as her hand went down. "You should stop now or I'll make a mess in the bed".

"That's okay Daddy. I know what to do".

Before I had time to think about what she said I let out a grunt and brought my hips up sharply. She moved over me and I felt something hot and wet engulf the head of my cock. I looked down and saw she had moved over to take the head of my cock in her mouth. I did not have time to think of anything else when her tongue ran around the head, the built-up electricity suddenly discharged and I started to pump sperm in her mouth. Her tongue continued moving around the head as my sperm went out over and around, coating her tongue. When I had finished she carefully pulled her mouth back, keeping her lips tight against my cock, until she finally had me out of her mouth. Her lips were still tightly closed. I saw her cheeks bulge a bit as she moved her tongue around in her mouth. She visibly swallowed and then moved up to lay along side me.

"Daddy, did I do it right? Sometimes one of the boys comes into our bedroom to be with one of my sisters". Karen shared a bedroom with three sisters, one her age and two others that I thought must be fourteen or fifteen. "Sometimes they are on top of the covers and I've watched what they do, but I did not know if I was doing it right. Cindy always spits the sperm out when the boy squirts it in her mouth but Debbie swallows it. I wanted to see what it tasted like; what yours tasted like. A couple of times the boys tried to get in bed with me when my sisters were already with someone but I didn't let them. I wanted to do it with you first".

"Well, yes honey. You did it just right. But you are too young for this. We cannot do this again. Do you understand? I will get in big trouble with your mother. I know I look pretty big to you but she will beat my butt like a drum if she knew what we were just doing. You need to wait a few more years".

"I know Daddy. I was just curious. I didn't think you would wake up. I didn't like it when Frank made me do it. That wasn't right, and he's mean. It was fun with you though. I wasn't sure it would be, but it was. Besides, I had my birthday and I'm over twelve now. It won't be long".

I have to admit it was a nice way to end a day. She moved up next to me and we both drifted off to sleep. When I woke up at daybreak, Karen was already up and gone. Her chores this week included collecting eggs and then helping fix breakfast so she had an early start.

After a good breakfast I joined my sons and we continued working on the fences. It was another hot day, though this time we got smart, quit early, and then moved to some work in the shade when it got hot. I called it an early night once again after dinner and was on my way to bed when I met Jason in the hallway. He asked if I wanted to join a bunch of them in the gym. Oh great, the last thing I needed was to go play some basketball with the boys on a hot day. "No, I'm beat. I think I'll just go to bed early".

"Dad, I think you'll..."

"That's okay son, maybe another time".

Last year we had built an extension to the house. It was a large one-room building, connected to the house by a hallway. The room was about 30 feet square and was used for classes and as a gym. When the little kids were using it mats were pulled out to cover the floor so they could take naps.

As I was turning to walk away, Jason and several of the boys, followed by around twice as many girls, started down the hall to the gym. I hope the girls get to play too and that the boys don't make them just sit and watch.

For the next couple of weeks things were fairly uneventful. Karen did not have any further bouts of curiosity. She began alternating with Megan and I, spending a week with me and then a week with Megan. When she was with Megan some of the other girls would come and stay with me, usually just a day or two, sometimes longer. Pam had not come as she said she would and I found I was disappointed. I was looking forward to being with her. She probably was busy with the other boys. I couldn't really complain. I was with other girls all the time, how could I expect her to come to me whenever I wanted.

Our numbers were gradually changing now. We now had one male for every two females if you counted everyone. Nature appeared to be doing her job. In the beginning we needed females and that is what we got. Now we need more males and she is answering once again. The ratio in the group over fourteen was still one male to about every five females, but that would change as the younger ones got older. I guess I will just have to rough it until they arrive to help. It's a dirty job but someone has to do it.

I was on my way to my bedroom one night when Jason once again passed me on the way to the gym with a group his brothers and sisters. I politely turned down their invitation to join them and continued on my way to bed. When I got there, Beth, one of Sharon's younger daughters, thankfully over fourteen, was waiting for me. We had been together a couple of months earlier. She had wanted to get pregnant but had been unsuccessful so far. I had assumed she had been spending time with one of the younger boys since she had not come back to my bed. Whatever the reason, I was happy to find her there, she was, how do you say, enthusiastic in bed. After a strenuous bout of lovemaking we both drifted off to sleep.

I could not have been asleep long. I was still feeling the effects of our earlier activity when I felt her moving around on top of me, trying to wake me. And Beth, climbing on top of you, was bound to wake anyone up. She was sitting astride me with her hands on the bed under my armpits, her breasts dangling in my face. She ran one nipple over my lips and I sucked it into my mouth. Then she pulled back up, stretching her nipple out until I let it go with a pop, followed by running the other nipple over my lips. It appeared I was rising to the occasion, not quite there, but just about, when I felt her begin to dig her pelvis around trying to find me and get me back into her. Unfortunately I was not quite there yet so the poor boy was lying on my stomach and not sticking up in the air where she was busy rooting around.

With a little frustration in her voice she said, "Why don't you help me"?

I was trying to get my arms down to help with some guidance but her arms blocked mine. Just as I was trying to figure out how to get my arms around hers, I felt her grab me in her fist and begin rubbing the head of my cock against her pussy. That got me to full attention. She then pushed back against me, pushing me half way inside her, and let out a long groan, followed by "Oh thank you, I needed that".

I heard a familiar voice down towards my feet say "You're welcome".

Oh god, when had Karen come in? "Karen, you know you should not be in here".

Beth, who had begun thrusting her hips at me so that I was now deep inside of her said, "Oh Daddy, let her stay. She has already helped. And besides, I know you have had two girls with you before".

"Yes Daddy. Let me stay. Maybe I can help again".

I tried to protest "But she's too young, and the two girls were both older". Beth sat up on me and put her arms at her side. I would have said more but by now Beth was moving faster, grinding her pelvis against me. I guess Karen will not see anything she has not seen before. She'll just be closer.

Karen had moved around alongside Beth and was watching her. She reached out and touched one of Beth's nipples and said, "Your nipple is really hard. Does that always happen when you have sex"?

Beth opened her eyes to look at Karen. She slowly nodded and said, "So is the other one". Beth turned her body slightly towards Karen.

Karen reached out with her other hand and touched Beth's other nipple. She started to pull her hands away and Beth reached out to stop her. "It's okay. It feels good when you do that".

Karen began rubbing each of Beth's breasts. Beth reached over to Karen, and with her hands on her waist, pulled Karen towards her. Karen lifted one leg and moved over and sat on my stomach, facing Beth, just inches away from her. Karen continued rubbing Beth's nipples, "Your breasts are big. I wish mine were as big as yours".

"Oooohhhhhhh, that's nice. Don't worry yours will get bigger this year or next".

Karen looked down at herself, "I don't know. I'm pretty flat. Andrea, she is twelve, and she is almost as big as you".

I watched as Beth's hands moved up from Karen's waist to her chest and then moved around to the front where I could not see. "Does this feel good"?

Karen leaned back towards me, arching her back. "Oh yes. That feels really good". That surprised me. Beth is rubbing Karen's breasts, and she likes it. Apparently they both do.

"Well see, the size does not matter much, it is how it feels. Besides, it is only the guys and the babies who care about the size anyway; guys to play with and babies to drink from. Now how about leaning over and giving mine a kiss".

I watched as Beth moved her hands from Karen's chest and then felt her slide a hand between my stomach and Karen's crotch. When Karen jumped Beth asked, "Do you want me to move my hand"?

I could feel Beth's fingers moving in a slow circle. Karen replied, "No, you just surprised me. It's okay. You can leave it there. It feels good".

"That's kind of what Daddy feels like in me, only Daddy feels a bit better, and much bigger".

I was beginning to feel left out, "Only a bit better"?