Chapter 50

“In the Spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.” - Mark Twain

0645 hours, local time
Thursday, 5 March, 2015
Bismarck State College
Bismarck, North Dakota

“This orgy has been amazing, but we really need to depart today,” Charles Tremaine remarked while admiring the bare buttocks of Professor Jade Kennan and her daughters, Adrienne and Shelly.

“Well, let me assure you that you shall be missed. Not just by me and my colleagues and students, of course, but also by the general populace. You have given us a real swift kick in the ass to get us up and going about what we should have done all along. What little we did so far was clearly inadequate to the task and the challenge. We needed someone with your vision and your steel. So, thank you for that. This ... this is the least that we can do, plus it was quite the honor to have you inside us, inside our bodies, spilling your special sauce, as it were,” Jade Kennan spoke on behalf of the locals, even as they exited the showers in the college dorm.

“I’m especially going to miss walking bow-legged like this for a while,” Jenna Fjord spoke up, even as she put her hands on Jade’s bottom and caressed it, “and having you over to my place. On the plus side, I have discovered not only my Sapphic side, but my passion for multiple lovers, including my very own uncle. I’m fairly certain that I am indeed pregnant, too, and by quite a few different men.”

“That’s as it should be,” Rupert Grossman told her, “I know that I enjoyed breeding you myself.”

“As did I,” Larry Bryant added.

“Definitely me, too, but as Bethany can tell you, I’m very fond of breeding ladies,” Bill alluded to the fact that he impregnated his first wife so many times.

“What can I say? Getting bred is the best feeling ever!” Bethany confessed, “the best part is getting taken and knowing that any load of jizz can do the trick, putting a bun in the oven. Then there is the nice feeling when my waist starts to expand a bit and I know that I’m knocked up.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” Carrie remarked, even as she enjoyed the way that her naked ass was slapped a few times, both by her son and by her most senior husband ... and her sweet daughter-in-law.

“I love your pale, pampered ass, you know,” Moon told her, “and I know that you like my brown one. Nice and thick, just like yours. I love mooning people with it and living up to my name.”

“I’m definitely proud of Courtney for giving you that tush, daughter,” Joey pointed out, even as he finished up inside Karla Mackensen, the Mayor’s eldest daughter.

“I really hope that I have your baby, Hank’s, Doc’s, Daddy’s, Bill’s, and Larry’s. I need at least one pothead in my brood. They always know how to score good weed, as if by natural instinct or something. Face it, Larry Bryant always seems to have the knack for finding quality cannabis,” Karla smiled as she said that.

“Actually, you have eight babies. Those six that you mentioned, plus one by Rupert and one by Uriel, my own father. That last child will be my youngest sister, in fact, as she will be a girl. You shall name her Justine, just because I said so and I am a Prophet and I want to name my baby sister. Justine Mackensen, in honor of my first wife,” Charles told Karla while fucking her to get one for the road, not to mention admiring her booty.

“Justine Jeanette Mackensen. Her middle name is in honor of Jeannie here. I might end up calling her ‘J.J.’ for short. How does that sound, O Great Man?” Karla half-seriously told Charles, finding his attention quite flattering indeed.

“And she will be a Prophetess, because her father is an angel. Don’t forget that. You carry angelic spawn in your womb, or you soon will, once the embryo implants itself there. J.J. the Prophet. It has a nice ring to it,” Charles spoke, even as Karla and he came together and Mike slid in for his share.

“Thank you for naming the baby partly after my daughter. That’s such a sweet thing to do. Jeannie is probably tickled pink now,” Mike remarked, even as he enjoyed the quickie.

“That I am,” Jeannie proved by rimming Karla for a little while, delighting in the taste of her butt-crack.

That was when Vo moaned very loudly as a result of her final quickie, probably because it was with Colonel Fjord and he was very effective at this as well as other things. Her lithe, luscious body shook with ecstasy as she welcomed every last stroke of him inside her, even as his wives applauded the act. The Vietnamese beauty knew precisely what she wanted from this action and she got it in spades. The fact that even man and woman (and the one futa) in the Fjord family, husbands and wives alike (including Jenna) made a point of rimming Vo while it happened only accelerated the pace of her climax, which forced Malachi’s own release.