Chapter 380: How Do I Answer Hard Questions

Oh uh. Caught!

“Before you start to freak out, I’m one of only a few, and we won’t divulge it to anyone except you,” Mary’s mom told me. “There will never be a way anyone can prove what I know is the truth. Your honesty is what made me suspect all was not as it seems. While I can’t tell you irrefutable details about your body, I remember everything you have said in my presence. I knew why you were there that first time we met but also knew that Mary wouldn’t have you make her a woman if you were just another well-placed operative. Many have tried to get what they needed to take down my deceased husband and this family, but all failed. I could have outed you, but I am glad I didn’t. My husband only did what I told him when he made Darren heir apparent after you came up with such a simple, highly lucrative idea that took us off government takedown lists around the world. I’m in awe of you, David. I know that you were chosen to get close to us. You carefully chose your words to never lie to us, not even about your cover story. My sister has two sons at that exclusive boarding academy. The boys confirmed a Darren was at the school. His parents died in a plane crash, but they had no idea when. He was removed from the boarding academy by his aunt and uncle. When you were him, everything you told about his past wasn’t something made up. I’m sure that whoever did your backstory is the same one that erased the Elder. They were that good. My husband was not what anyone would say was a good man, but he was an excellent father.”

After I bent her over the chair and fucked her hard, as she begged me to do, for half of an hour, we went to shower.

While washing up, she told me that when she found out that Mary, Corwin, and Skylar knew I wasn’t Darren, Mary’s mom did a lot of research on elite rules around harems. It seems that it was common practice to kill off a man that had a harem, and his sons, to take the harem as his own, as well as the man’s wealth. While not many elites at the time had a harem, many did have multiple wives or a wife and concubines. As happened regularly back then, when someone wanted to become an elite, they killed off the head of a family before they killed off or conscripted the remaining males and took everything else. Women and girls were property, in a harem or not. It was a quick way to get wealth.

As anyone could expect, the elites didn’t like this practice, so they started working out a way that made it detrimental to keep doing this practice. The eldest virginal unmarried daughter inherited the wealth of her family. Her husband had to make her his first wife, giving her all of his wealth and property. It includes his other wives and children in the event of his death. He had to get her pregnant within one year, and this wife must give birth to that resulting child.

“Take my sisters as an example,” Mary explained. “You have children by girls as young as eleven. They were virgins then and remained so until their hymens were surgically removed before a vaginal ultrasound sometime around the start of the second trimester. There is no way to determine who chose to wait to reach the age you required to stop being a virgin, using your dick, and who started getting their itch scratched by their brothers. Girls who have reached thirteen weeks of pregnancy get moved out of the primary area of the harem meant to keep girls or wives from having access to any males. This last year, I made changes to this practice. Pregnant girls are no longer wet receptacles for their brother’s pleasure. The boys are now students learning how to be amazing lovers and gain the stamina to ensure they can get a girl off during sex at least once before he pops his cork. It worked much better than I planned at the time, especially for me. David, I love sex, and you are the only man who will father my children, but I need sex a lot when pregnant. I took a page from your book on discretion. Any males able to keep a secret during interrogation under duress got a worthy reward, a chance to show me he can satisfy me sexually. It scratched my itch and has shown us who we can trust to handle parts of the business when they are ready.”

Mary’s mother added, “I’d never thought about this before Mary made the change, but it has quickly shown us those males willing to do what it takes, even if distasteful to them, to get to their goal. It probably won’t work for other families, but I like it much better than sending a boy out to show he can get things done only, finds he can’t, and dies trying. We see that the boys who went the distance are becoming very protective of their pregnant sisters. Once she has the baby, she goes back into the harem.”

“Mom, I don’t think that they are having any problems getting their needs addressed when the girls go back into the harem,” Mary said as she made her presence known. “Their new skills are proving very helpful with the local girls and those of the families here. I’ve already had some private conversations with some mothers who want to know how I managed to have a brother who is discrete and able to have their daughter begging him to fuck her daughter so the girl can finally get his cock in her as she wanted.”

A tall, fit boy about my age came in right then. He was hard as a rock, so I could tell he was just a bit below average. What surprised me is he put his arms around Mary from behind, hugged her to him, and asked how she felt. Was there something he could do for her?

When she said she didn’t have any needs for him right now, he turned to me, held out my hand, and said, “I’m Mary’s half-brother Irving. One father here knows that I was sexually intimate with his daughters in the past year, s and he made sure it was well known. I’ve spent much of my time here catching up with the same lovely girl. Their father was quite concerned when I didn’t brag about my sexual activities this year. He was worried that something was wrong with them, that someone got them pregnant, or did something to piss me off. I let him know that the girls and I loved hanging out together this year, but that was it. After he went to get the details he wanted from them, he came to me to ask what happened to make me learn such discretion. I hope you don’t mind that I said that you did. I know if I ask you if you have ever had sex with Mary that you will only say that she just gave birth to your children, not how she got pregnant in the first place.”

“Ask Mary’s mom how that works,” I told him with a laugh. “It is no secret that I won’t even consider possibly having sex with a girl under fourteen and prefer they are at least sixteen now. Somehow, one of your eleven-year-old sisters gave birth to one of my children. The doctors had to cut away her cherry to do some of the pregnancy stuff. I’m pretty sure I barely had time to hang out here briefly before heading off with Elena to the next place we were visiting. If your little sister can get pregnant without meeting me, it wouldn’t be hard for Mary to get pregnant the same way. I had a lot of girls who came to wish me a happy birthday. They all insisted on skinny dipping. I’m not a saint, and there were many times I had to slip off to beat the one-eyed monster into submission. Sometimes I make a big mess as a result.”

“You do make a big mess, David,” Mary joked. “Right now, you need to come with me to the harem to see if they have better aim to help reduce the mess.”

Oh, the things I must do because she had my babies.

In the harem, I found a lot more naked girls than I remembered. I found that that was because the harem tripled in size when Mary’s uncles died last fall with her father. The family tradition is that their families’ heads take them into his harem, but he doesn’t get to screw any of the dead man’s wives or daughters. Each man’s oldest son takes over in his father’s place, as expected when a father dies. In this case, Mary has no wives, only half-mothers, aunts, and cousins.

“David,” one of Mary’s aunts said, taking me off to the side. “Mary said you would be very understanding and accommodating, so please allow me to explain before you protest. My husband and brothers-in-law weren’t as thorough in vetting the man chosen to marry their daughters. Most of those who are very abusive agreed to divorce his wife versus discussing his anger issues with you. He kept everything given to him as a dowry. We paid off his debt and arranged for him to meet some of the other girls in the harem. We have a surplus of girls who are into pain. The more pain, the harder they cum. So far, we have yet to find anything that these men can do that the girls don’t want from him, and some are nasty bitches. Each is also a ravishing beauty and much prettier than his ex-wife. That, though, isn’t the problem. We have many others that have not been able to conceive from her husband’s sperm or are unable to remain pregnant past thirteen weeks.”

I interrupted and said, “I think I can help with that problem if they can get pregnant during these two weeks.”

She smiled, lifted my dick, and said, “That was never in question. The problem arises because they are honor-bound never to have another man’s penis in their vagina if her husband still lives. That means her husband is also honor-bound not to bring another man to their bed to do what his sperm cannot. If the girl can’t bear him a child in the next year, it is terrible for her, and we can’t do anything about it. We discussed this with Mary, and she provided an alternative that doesn’t involve you having sex with these girls. The method is where it will be weird for you, I fear.”

How weird can it get?

I will say that it was odd, but not something in the realm of weird for me.

One of the fertile virgin girls would be on her back or her hands and knees. Underneath her, they had the girl who needed my sperm. I would fuck the virgin girl until I started to cum. The first few shots when into the girl I was fucking, and the others fired into the funnel-like thing they put in pussy that sent my cum directly into her womb. The girl I fucked would wait the required time and then stand over the funnel-like thing to let my cum drain into it.

Unlike my past times in the harem, the girls and women did everything they could to make the girl losing her virginity to have this be one of her fondest memories. Our bodies were caressed, licked, and kissed as I gently entered the girl and slowly worked my dick into her until I bottomed out. They ensured that each of those girls got off from her clit after I was fully buried inside her. Only once I could slide my dick freely, and without the girl having any discomfort, did they move back to let me do my thing. Most of the time, I was pretty close to getting off from all of the attention they paid my dick while we waited for the girl to get ready to fuck. Since sex is a lot in her mind, the girl could start to get off as soon as I could begin pistoning my dick at a comfortable fucking speed for her. I made sure each one came at least three times before I started to cum.

After giving the girl who I was fucking two or three good shots of cum, I pulled out to find the girl I was to fire the rest of my load inside. The women here had been watching for me to start to pull out, and they did something that moved the girl I had fucked up so that my dick aimed at the rounded backboard as I finished firing off my load.

Is it wrong to focus on making sure each of the girls getting the second half of my load has an egg waiting for my sperm? What about adjusting her body so that she goes into labor early so the baby could fit through her birth canal and not kill them?

I was surprised to find that only seven married girls slid in under the first seven virgin girls.

From there, I was a bit on autopilot. After doing that duty, I got a bit of rest. I call it a rest because I had all the married girls fourteen or older doing all the work to get my sperm inside them.

“We are doing things a bit differently,” one of the women needing me to get them pregnant to give their husbands a child told me. “Yes, we were honor-bound to not allow another penis inside us than our husbands. He was honor-bound to not stick his penis into any other girls or women, but he did anyway. It does dishonor our father’s name if we screw like bunnies. It would ruin sex for us with our lacking husbands. The other women here will get you hard, and as you are almost there, slot your cock in place inside the one needing your seed. They will continue getting you over the finish line. We have married way before it is acceptable in your country, but we aren’t imbeciles. We fully expect you to do what comes naturally to ensure your seed gets as deep inside us as possible. You know that our having a climax further ensures that your sperm get drawn up into our uterus, which needs to happen as quickly as possible to complete the task at hand in the least amount of time to ensure conception. So don’t resist doing as we are wired to do for procreation.”

He cheated on you. Why not make sure you get to come at least once in your life during sex.

It turned out not to be what I assumed. Yes, I jammed into the girls when I started to cum and screwed them for a few strokes as I came. They didn’t need the place in my head to bring them off either. All the other girls and women in the room got them close to their climax with sex toys. That kept the girl ready to pop when my dick moved into place for me to pop my cork.

I know that not one of you expected to lock me into a lover’s embrace as my dick softened inside each one?

Either way, they were happy with the results, and there would be no angry husbands coming after me for breaking their honor-bound agreements.

I spent the rest of the day and part of the next leaving a creamy mess inside the few fertile girls and women who wanted to try for another child this year, but this time it was mine and not Darren’s.