Chapter 73

The Chancellery Complex
The City of Haven, Province of Oregon
The Commonwealth of Haven
1856 Hours Local Time,
Thursday, 30 October, 2014

“Dirty deeds, done with sheep, dirty deeds done with sheep!” I jokingly misquoted the famous song “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap” by AC/DC.

“Cute, babe. I know that you know better than that, baby brother!” Rachel teased me as Katrina, she, and I started our own little threesome in celebration of our victory over the fanatical Christian/Spokane bloc.

“Yes, but that just makes it more fun. Just because our husband is the Lawgiver and Prophet doesn’t keep him from having a good laugh, not to mention a good time. With a lot of lovers, I might add,” Katrina reminded my sister, who nodded as she slurped on my cock now.

What could I say? My big sister certainly knew her little brother, but so did her wife ... our wife, of course. I loved being married to so many women and having so many other lovers besides, naturally. They certainly didn’t act as if sharing me bothered them, either, especially not of late.

As for Nydia, Cherry (my first wife, Nydia’s mother), Shelby, and her mother, the angel Marcy, well, they were now engaged in a lesbian foursome that kept their attention at least for now. Nydia’s mouth was on her mother’s asshole, while Cherry licked Shelby’s butt, Shelby rimmed her mother Marcy, and Marcy kept screaming her own daughter’s name repeatedly. Well, my eldest daughter was pretty damn good at pleasing people with her tongue, after all.

“Time for us, too?” Erica and Jeanne asked me now, even as Josie, Lucy, Ashley, and Heather piled onto us in bed.

It wasn’t much longer for several others in my harem to all but attack me. I found myself thrusting inside several ladies in turns, until I ended up in what had to be a massive mesh of naked flesh. It was a hot mess, especially once my Assyrian lionesses, the aforementioned foursome, Megan, Sidney, Lynne, Jannat, Mandy, Anne, Donald, Aengus, Tokutomi, Rick, Gilbert, Dave, Luis, Manon, and far more ladies joined us for an outright orgy. Some of my newest lovers there, too, of course, including Zelda Zamora, Serena Moon, Michelle Lace, Karen Dunne, Miranda, etc. Even Knowledge Adamson and Mina included themselves in the fun.

Well, this was a celebration of a war well worn, though I suspected that there were plenty of wars in our future. For now, of course, it was time to consolidate our gains and slowly expand by means of missions rather than outright wars of conquest. In any case, I was quite soon neck deep in pussy, ass, mouth, cock, etc. Teresa and Ana soon kissed their way down my front and back, even as Naomi and Sharon licked my legs, including my thighs. Wendy, Sahar, Stephanie, Tina, Jana, Andrea, Patty, Mira, so many others, including Famke, Kirsten, and Shakira, just added to the pile-up of lovers eager to bed me ... and each other.

“Well, tomorrow is your birthday, after all,” Tamara reminded me, as if I could ever forget that I was born on Halloween, of all possible days.

“And you are definitely our favorite fellow,” Saorise agreed, even as Elaine and she began sucking my balls.

“Oh, fucking hell, is he ever? He’s the best man in the whole fucking world!” Simone concurred as I felt so many tongues, so many lips, so many other body parts on me.

Had I really taken on that many lovers? Apparently, yes, I had. That they didn’t seem to mind it or feel as if they had been lost in the crowd was possibly due to Schumacher Syndrome, among other things. Everyone in my harem was intimate, physically and otherwise, with everyone else in it, of course. No one’s needs were neglected. If one wanted to get laid or even to be cuddled, that was quite possible. It also helped that I didn’t require any sleep, of course.

I wondered if any women would conceive on this night, and if so, who would that be? I didn’t hesitate to use my fingers and tongue as well as my cock to satisfy my many companions, of course. I wanted to bring them pleasure, and I only had one dick, so I had to improvise at times. Even a Demigod had his limits at times. I wasn’t God, not yet, anyway. A Demigod, arguably a full God, but not THE God. I wasn’t omnipresent, not yet.