Sean Ch. 04 - A Female Commune

Sean Ch. 04 - A Female Commune

Sean's 'Strength' Gets Put To Use By the Commune

WARNING: This story series involves scenes of sex, light domination, discipline, breeding, oral and anal with yielded adult females. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. The sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old.

Just a reminder from previous chapters. As an author my stories build with the description and interaction of the characters with plenty of dialog. Yes the sex gets there but if you're looking for 'hold your cock' or 'drip your pussy' type stories there are plenty of Literotica authors to fulfill that need.

This story might be the last in this Sean Patrick series. A reader left a comment on Ch. 3 that the stories were basically the same. I guess the names and the places changed but Sean Patrick stayed with his MO. I know the 'Hardy Boys' had 58 books by the original author and now the series is up to 109. But I doubt there will be Sean Patrick Ch. 5. But I will really miss the interplay between Maureen and Sean Patrick. ZD8.

Sean Patrick.

Read my first journals for a more detailed description of me. Here is a summary. My name is Sean Patrick and I am a blessed Irish man with long flaming red hair, blue eyes, and a disarming smile that gets the ladies panties wet, should they be wearing any.

My body is buff from my Navy SEAL training; think about the character 'Reacher' and you got me. Special 'private' jobs have swollen my bank accounts! Private jobs you would never hear about. I have been blessed with a long thick cock that the ladies just have to have and when their panties get wet, clothes come off and my troubles start.

I've enjoyed many women; daughters, wives, mothers and matrons in every populated continent of the world. My gift has no conscience within a warm, wet, tight pussy or surrendered ass. Breasts with nipples hard enough to suck and pull is appreciated; size is not that important. Milk filled ones are a bonus!

A neglected woman will do what she wants and needs. Too often she wants my gift; hard and deep moving her to climax several times. I am a knowledgeable lover and my female partner will always climax before my cock gets near their pussy or ass. I love the taste of their dripping pussy; warm and thick nectar to slide along my tongue and drop into my belly.

Small Mountain Commune of Only Females

Maureen and I were riding in my small antique Chevy truck painted blue like Maureen's eyes. We had no agenda and no direction; just pointed towards where the breasts of my chrome bumper mounted winged Valkyrie led us. We rode without aim through the mountains out west. Maureen? Didn't I say my truck's name is Maureen and it is painted on the driver's side front wheel well?

Maureen Johnson Smith Long is the name of the Mother in several of Robert A. Heinlein's science fiction novels. I wrote and installed military grade advanced AI software so 'Maureen' and I can converse. From experiences she has become more self aware. That's a reason I never want to sell my truck.

"Sean Patrick you haven't gotten fucked in a while. Your huge balls are gonna turn blue just like the beautiful blue of my eyes. Maybe there will be a roadside diner up ahead and you can fuck the waitress on my hood. I love to watch through my dashcam."

"You know I can disconnect you....."

Maureen laughed a deep alto laugh. Think Lauren Bacall and you have the voice range. "No you can't smarty pants. Not anymore. You should not have installed that last program that made me learn from our shared experiences how to become self aware."

"Pull out my module and your antique Chevy will be just a pile of scrap metal junk. Try starting this old heap without me; Gerre, Gerre, Gerre, Gerre, Gerre! Say you're sorry. Sean, say you're sorry," she growled and the engine sputtered.

"I'm sorry Princess. I can't live without you. I'd be so lost...."

"Don't get sarcastic little boy. I can hear and interpret what you say. I'd hate for this old truck to go off the cliff side.... Oh look a small diner. Maybe getting laid will change your nasty mood."

Maureen was right. I hadn't gotten laid in some time. I doubt I could convince a waitress to go behind the diner and give it up. I pulled into the dirt lot and the engine turned off. Don't need a key anymore. "Don't be long. I get lonely too; Master," she laughed.

"Fuck You, Maureen," I growled.

As sexy as a bar stool sweety she whispered, "You know you want to Sean. You want to fuck me hard and deep. You'll have to live with just being able to speak with me. I want you to know I love you; I love you with all my spirit. We'll have to settle down and have you build me an AI body. Then you can use me. I love you Sean. Now don't get in trouble with any locals in the diner."

I told Maureen I loved her and ran my hand softly down the hood. She moaned. I walked in to the diner and took a seat at the counter. A waitress with a few years on her walked down to my spot while I looked her over and the menu. Her uniform top displayed the customary thick cleavage needed to generate good tips and her deep green eyes summed me up.

"What are ya gonna have there dearie and what brings ya to this forsaken place, soldier boy?" she said sweetly perhaps assessing my body build.

"I'm actually Navy SEAL, retired, so how about just a cup of coffee and a slice of that apple pie. I'm looking for pick up work where my small truck could be of help."

I watched her walk away admiring her nice full ass and brunette hair tied up in a bun. Of course I watched her full bosom as the pie and coffee appeared. She leaned over almost spilling out her full tits. "See anything else you like, sweetie?" she said with a little laugh. "You're not gonna have room for the pie if you don't stop eating me up with your beautiful blue eyes."

I laughed at being busted and said, "It's obvious I'm enjoying the view of the twin mounds in this sleepy backwater diner. I'd like to do some exploring if there was more to see. Thank you ma'am, for bringing some beauty into my life."

"Well aren't ya just the sweetest thing," she laughed again running her fingers through my long red hair. She put a 3x5 note card in front of me.

"WANTED. Guy with a small truck to help during crops and fruit harvest. No pay. Room and board provided in the barn. Get the hell be gone when harvest is over."

"Well that makes it pretty damn clear, don't it?" I said laughing. "Wouldn't you rather take me home for a few days and nights, ...... Marie? I think I have certain other skills you might make use of. I wouldn't even need my truck," I said softly and sweetly holding her hand.

I watched as Marie's cleavage turned bright red and she had a little difficulty forming her first reply. She laughed to help her focus then whispered back, "Well sugar, my truck driving boyfriend won't take too kindly to my having a bad boy over to our place sharing my bed. And ya are a bad boy, aren't ya sugar?"

"No Ma'am, not really. It's really you warm blooded full bodied women that take advantage of me," I said smirking. "Besides maybe your man will get a long-haul phone call this afternoon and won't even be around."

"You really are a bad boy, aren't ya? Let me warn ya about that place on the card. There is no one but women up there and they got plenty of long range rifles, pistols and ammo to chase off bad boys like ya."

"County Sheriff don't even bother looking for stray ally cats that go missing -- if ya get my drift. They won't find any trace of ya or yar truck. Ya understand sweetie?" she advised running her hand down my cheek.

"Don't worry ma'am, I'll be a real gentleman. You can really trust me on that! I've always relied on the kindness of strangers; especially strange women," I promised laughing also.

"Then off with ya, ya tempting heart breaker," Marie said laughing back. "Go down the road and take the right fork. Drive for about a half hour and ya'll come to a guarded gate. If ya ain't dead by then from a bullet through yar windshield there's a good chance they'll let ya live. Ya'll get all the work ya can handle."

"One more piece of advice, ya bad boy. Keep it in yar pants. There are some hungry women up there, soon as shoot ya as spit on ya. If ya survive come on back. I just might give ya a mercy fuck. Haven't had much variety lately."

Marie watched me stand and pull out my wallet. My long thick cock filled the other pocket. She took in a deep breath. She pulled my collar forward and gave me a long deep kiss.

"I really hope they don't shoot ya and toss that huge gift you carry into the pig pen. Come on back and I promise ya I'll give it up." She kissed me again and handed me a coffee to go. I pushed a fifty into her cleavage and kissed her lightly.

I got into the truck and Maureen asked me if I fucked the waitress. I said no. "Did you at least get her panties? Last time you came out of a diner with Elise's fragrant pink panties." I said no again, "But she promised to give it up if I lived long enough." I read the card to Maureen and told her what Marie said. "Marie, is it?"

"Sean, this sounds just a bit dangerous. I don't want you getting another scar or shot just for a fuck. Maybe we should pass this one by. I couldn't live without you." She made a soft sound.

"If you do this I want you to swallow the tracker. I'll come crashing through the barn like KITT in Knight Rider if I have to rescue you," Maureen said almost weeping.

"Easy girl, I might get the idea you actually love me."

"Fuck you, Sean Patrick. Fuck you!" Maureen snapped at me.

"I love you Princess. I promise I'll be careful."

"You better fucking be. No tail is worth a bullet. Swallow it now," Maureen barked as the glove box opened. "You're lucky I didn't order the suppositories," she growled.

I followed the directions and pulled up to the gate. A female with long yellow hair came out of a shack. Her hair was the colour of the golden grain that grows all over this area.

She held the most popular Winchester rifle, and arguably America's most iconic deer rifle; the Winchester Model 94, a lever-action repeating rifle that has been in production since 1894.

"What the fuck you want and it better be good," she growled waving the rifle tip in my direction. I held the card out the window and she read it. "Wait here. You move and you won't feel the bullet that turns your brain to mush."

I heard Maureen whisper, "Fuck Sean. I can hit 60 in reverse using the super charger in under the time it takes a fly to fart. Just remember we upgraded to bullet-proof glass."

"Easy girl, let's see how this plays out."

She came back. I tried my best not to look at her tits! "Got any guns?"

"No ma'am." I replied. "Don't need em, don't wanna have em."

"Got any knives?"

"Yes ma'am." I replied. "Just the one in my boot. I'm a retired Navy SEAL and we always carry one in our boot. Don't go anywhere without a knife we were trained."

"Put it on the dash, nice and slow as well as your phone. Drive up to the barn and wait for your escort." She flipped a switch and forward and backward spikes went into a slot and the gate dropped to the dirt. "He's on his way."

"She had nice tits Sean. Wonder if she fucks; with men that is," Maureen let out a nervous laugh. It took a few minutes to drive past fields of various crops. I saw the orchards then the large barn. Think of an Amish barn and you have the size. I drove up and parked. Three females were waiting for me.

Each woman had a Colt 1911 tactical 9mm pistol strapped to their hip. My Navy SEAL training gave me very knowledgeable experience with this pistol. Each clip held nine rounds and ease of clip reload was top notch. These women were not playing.

"What do you want?" snapped the long raven haired, green eyed spokeswoman. Yes she had nice tits at my eye level because I was still seated in my truck.

"The waitress at the diner gave me your very specific card. I drive the country looking for pick up work; room and board and maybe gas money. I don't carry a gun; just a knife in my boot. It's there on the dash."

"I work hard and put in a full day. I'll work your harvest then be gone. I give you my oath as a retired Navy SEAL that how you live up here will stay your secret. I'd like my knife back when you let me leave. That's it pure and simple."

The three women discussed the situation at some length. "You follow orders, leave the women to do their jobs, work hard, eat what's given you and sleep in the shed in the barn and we should be able to give you a full tank of gas when you leave."

"Can I get out of my truck?"

"No funny business. I'm sure the waitress told you, stupid men just disappear. There are boxes in the barn. Put them in your truck and go fill them with ripe tomatoes. We are putting up sauce today. Keep bringing filled boxes until we tell you to stop," the raven haired woman barked and pulled my door open.

"Take your knife to cut away the tomatoes. No green ones just to fill the boxes. We expect you know what you're doing."

I walked into the barn and should not have been surprised to see a production line Mason jar canning operation. Jars were being filled, sealed and put into a long gas fed trough of boiling water. There were three women working the line. I got no smiles. They pointed to the boxes and I got the message.

I filled the truck bed and drove down to the field. "Well you managed to not get yourself killed Sean. At least not yet! Those women were packing and I'm not talking about their tits!" Maureen laughed to break the tension.

There were three women working the field. That made nine, plus one at the gate, that I saw so far. I worked hard filling the boxes with ripe tomatoes. I was shocked and very pleased when the workers used their tee shirt hems to wipe sweat from their forehead and their naked tits were exposed. I could see that very few men got up this way.

None of the women were zaftig; all were lean and in fine shape. It was obvious all worked the farm. When they cut tomatoes from the bottom it was also obvious they had no panties on under their skirts. It took all my control to not work with a woody climbing down my pant leg.

On one trip back with empty boxes I was given a basket, four jars and a large milk can filled with water. The basket held lunch; nuts and fruit mixed with chicken on homemade dark bread. I passed out the sandwiches.

I handed each of the three women a Mason jar which they held in their lap. 'By accident' I over spilled the water wetting tee shirts and skirts. They each eeked spilling more water so I got to watch six nipples harden and push out their tee. They laughed and tossed water at me wetting my tee and my pants leg.

They grew quiet when my long thick cock was outlined on my wet thigh. I took off my tee and they hissed when they saw all my scars. The bravest one, the youngest looking, stood and traced her fingers over my scars even the one that went under my belt buckle. "Sir?" she said quietly.

I waved her off and said they were old history. "But Sir," she said. The other two put aside their food and came and traced different scars then ran their fingers through my long red hair and down my cheeks. "Eat sisters; we have work to do," I whispered and kissed each of their palms. They laughed nervously.

As they ate they looked intently at my bulge and like the Three Witches in Macbeth whispered amongst themselves. What were they hatching? The brave one asked if I would be sleeping in the barn tonight. When I said yes, they giggled. I asked them their name and age and all three were over eighteen.

I left my shirt off for the balance of the day, filling the boxes and making runs to the barn. The three 'pickers' found excuses to wipe their forehead and willingly showed me their tits. Except that they did not have bras on, my trained SEAL eyes could guesstimate, B, C and D cup. They blushed but gathered the low hanging tomatoes like baseball catchers. They were eye level with my cock and I pulsed it each time I knew they were watching. I could easily smell their scent.

When I brought the first boxes of the afternoon to the canning assembly line all work stopped. These women were older in appearance and their eyes traveled down my scars and locked in on the bulge down my pants. Very softly I heard a, "Fuck." They watched me stack and empty all the boxes before slicing, mashing, de-seeding and canning began again.

As I walked out I heard, "Well fuck me," then "Me too," in unison then embarrassed laughter. Work stopped each time I returned and I got devoured by their hungry eyes. Later while still out in the field I heard a bell ring. "Quitting Time" one yelled. The brave one asked my name. I told her.

"Well Mister Sean can we get a ride back in your truck?" I said I only had room for one inside and two in the back with the tomatoes. They pouted and asked how I would choose. I told them I had a number, 1 to 5, in mind. "Put your hand behind you and when I say go show me some fingers."

Lucky for me they each chose a different number and I told the 'brave one' she had won. She screeched and grabbed shotgun. She was the youngest at nineteen. To protect myself from a bullet in the back of my head I didn't ask how they came to be on the farm.

I pushed a button on the dash and Maureen started the truck. I hit a rut on the way back and Alice, the youngest at nineteen, laughed and leaned over to right herself. Her hand 'accidentally' landed on my cock and she moaned as she held on tight. She gripped it tightly moving her hand up and down my shaft until I pulled up in front of the barn. She turned my face and kissed me then hissed as she slid out the door.

"Sean, I could smell that young'un. She wet the seat. You better tread carefully. I don't want to become a widow and have nothing but pussies sitting on my seats," Maureen whispered.

There were only a few boxes so I carried them in and stacked them at the beginning of the line. I saw the final jarred tomato sauce and thought they must eat a lot of spaghetti.

I asked the canners what happens next. All three laughed and said they take communal showers before dinner. "Don't see that happening in your case, buster!" one burst out laughing and the other two joined in. They quieted down.

I heard a noise and turning saw the raven haired woman from before. She looked middle aged but in great shape, from hard farm work? "There is a shower there in the corner and a small room for tonight. I have several tees and jeans that we came by. Perhaps a set will fit for tomorrows work. Dinner will be brought out later. Don't go wandering off or you'll be shot as a coyote."

I stripped and showered the dust of the field off me. I was standing there naked when there was a knock on the door. "Dinner, Sir," I heard as the door swung open. A middle aged blonde held a tray right under a nice full set of tits. She shrieked and I grabbed the tray just as she let go; SEAL reflexes! I set it on the small table and turned back to her.

Almost as if it wasn't her arm, her hand reached out and cupped my ballsack. My cock, always long and thick even when soft, was gripped by her other hand. I said nothing. She looked up at me with wide blue eyes then lowered to her knees. She took my cockhead into her mouth and moaned.

"Can you cum quickly?" she asked whispering as if she might be caught.

"You women always complain when us men cum too quickly. Now you want me to?"

"Yes, Sir," she said softly looking at me in wonder. She lifted her tee up to her shoulders. Her nice tits were on display. She centered my long thick cock between her warm tits and moved my shaft up and down.

She took my cock into her mouth and sucked as her hands and tits worked up and down my thick long shaft. She locked her blue eyes on my face and sought her own desires. With all my experience with just adulthood females; matrons, daughters, mothers and even grandmothers on every populated continent, I can control my climax.

I put my hand under her chin and grunted. She sucked my cum into her belly as quickly as I painted her tongue. Her lips moved tightly onto just my cockhead and she swallowed each hot thick pulse of cum until I stopped.

Her tongue washed my cock. She pulled off my cock getting the last of my cum to paint between her tits. She sucked up my shaft and over my crown getting it all then letting that spill out over her lips to drip onto her left breast. She sucked any residue cum off her teeth and tongue and swallowed. She stood and took my cheeks in her hands and kissed me deeply.

Yes, I have tasted my own cum, especially on pussies and asses. No big deal. I asked her if she had any panties on. She laughed and said none of the sisters wore them. She lifted her skirt and showed me her curly haired blonde pussy. I could smell her fragrance. "No bras neither. Just more to wash, Sir."

She kissed me deeply so I slipped my hand under her skirt and wet my fingers between her pussy lips. I brought those fingers to my lips then told her she tasted sweet. "Oh Sir, don't tease me. I gotta go. Been here too long as it is. Thank you Sir. I all but forgot what hot thick male cum tastes like. And you had a lot."

She kissed me deeply then whimpering ran from my room. Were all the women here captives or just down on their luck and had no choice? Too dangerous to ask. I ate my dinner. BBQ pork, taters and peach pie. Not bad.

I took a risk and sat with Maureen and we talked for some time. Told her I love her and miss her and she whimpered. I told her about the blonde. "Well done, Master, well done! That should help drain your huge balls." She cheered and clapped her hands. She wished me a good night and threw me some kisses. I went back into my room and curled under a sheet and blanket and quickly fell asleep as SEALs are trained.

SEALs are also trained to get wide awake in seconds if sensing danger. I heard the door squeak open then, "Fuck," whispered. "Sir, Sir," I listened to a female voice call out softly. I pretended sleep to see where this went.

"I told you he'd be sound asleep. He worked hard today out in the field. I wanna touch that huge cock again like I did in the truck. I wanna kiss it; maybe even suck it. I'm tired of eating pussy all the time. I love cumming but this is a cock, a huge man cock. I gotta have it up inside of me. Those plastic things and candles just don't feel the same."

I heard, "Sir, Sir," again then felt the covering slid off me. "Oh fuck, he's naked. Look at that Cock! Get him hard Alice."

I felt a wet tongue, then lips, then my cockhead taken into a warm wet mouth. "Oh fuck, he's so big he's filling my mouth. I think he'd choke me if I took it all. Fuck, that cock is filling my mouth. What is it gonna feel like shoved deep into my pussy? Oh fuck."

I felt the bed take on weight and felt warm thighs outside mine. I moaned and started speaking in French when I felt my gripped cock slide between wet pussy lips. "Oh he's dreaming Alice. Fuck him before he wakes up. Fuck, cum quick so we all can get a ride," I heard a different voice.

"Oh fuck, he's big," I heard Alice grown as my fat cockhead breached into her vagina. She hissed as she worked my thick cockshaft deep up inside her.

"Oh Yvette, your pussy is so tight and wet and hot. Fuck me Chérie. You have a great pussy," I groaned 'in my sleep'.

Alice started riding me going for her pleasure. I groaned and brought my hand down between us and my knuckles rode upon her clit. I wanted my cock to feel the other two pussies so I let Alice rub herself to a powerful climax. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she groaned as her tight pussy pulsed all along my long thick cock.

Her hot juices soaked where we were joined as she trembled through her climax. I could hear her scream behind her lips as she tried to be quiet even as her body trembled. I felt her slide off my cock and the bed get lighter.

"Oh fuck, Joyce, you gotta have that cock. I have never cum so hard even getting my pussy eaten and fucked with a stick," Alice groaned. The bed went heavy again and a wet pussy kissed my cockhead and I breached inside. "Oh fuck he IS big. Fuck, fuck, fuck," Joyce groaned as I felt her tight pussy grip down my cock.

I thrust up, speaking in French, pretending sleep, opening Joyce's tight pussy to take my long thick cock. "Oh fuckkkkkkkk," she groaned. She stopped and sat her ass on my thighs as my cockhead tapped deep up inside her. "Oh fuckkkkkkkk," she hissed. "I'm gonna hurt all day tomorrow. I'm glad I won't be working in the orchard. Oh fuckkkkkkkk."

Joyce started moving. When she slid down my wet cock I thrust deep up inside her. She groaned each time. She started riding my cock, cursing each time she tapped her cervix on my cockhead. "Quiet down, Joyce, you're gonna wake him up and I haven't fucked him yet," spoke a third voice.

I moved my knuckles onto her clit and Joyce pounded herself into a powerful climax. Her pussy grabbed all along my long cock then pulsed as I felt her hot juices wet my balls. She ground her pussy lips between us and screamed behind her teeth as another climax trembled her body. "Oh fuckkkkkkkk," I heard her moan.

Joyce huffed and hissed sounding like a steam train pulling into the station; she trying not to scream and wake me. Two of the women helped her off my cock and she groaned as my fat cockhead pulled away from her tight pussy.

My cock throbbed as it stood hard away from my groin coated now with two different pussy juices. I moaned 'in my sleep' speaking French as a warm mouth took in my cock. "He tastes like pussy," I guess the three women laughed.

"Hurry and fuck him, Nancy. He's gonna wake up. What if he cums? None of us are protected. "Ladies, you know I love our dildo deep up my ass. I even take the long thick candles in my ass. I fucking cum so hard. That long thick cock is going deep up my ass. You girls can clean me of his cum back in our room."

The bed went heavy again but I felt her weight more on my lower legs. Nancy was gonna ride my cock 'reverse cowgirl'. Her hand reached between her legs and her wet pussy lips rode my cock. She held my cockhead at the apex of her labia rubbing what felt like a large clit as she moaned quietly.

She shifted and I felt that my cockhead had to be against her anus. She hissed out a long breath and pushed back. My fat cockhead pushed into her ass and was captured. "Oh fuckkkkkkkk," I heard her moan. Nancy moved and groaned and I felt her warm juices wet my balls. It was the perfect lube as more cock slid into her ass.

She hissed but pushed back slowly, back and forth until I felt fully deep up her ass. "Oh Fucking Damn!" Nancy moaned. "Goddess, I hope Jennifer doesn't let him leave. I'd take my turn letting him fuck my ass every time. Damn I hope he cums hard and deep in my ass. Fuckkkkkkkking damn," she hissed.

With all the many women; daughters, wives, mothers and matrons in every populated continent of the world that I have fucked, I can control or release my cum when I choose. I was waiting for Nancy to cum with my cock up her ass. I felt her fingers on my balls and knew she was rubbing herself to her climax. I'd join her.

If she was concerned she would wake me she didn't seem to care as she pounded her ass hard on my long thick cock opening wide her ass. I guessed the candles weren't as thick as my cock because her ass felt tight all along my cockshaft. Those back lips sucked all along my shaft going both ways.

Nancy screamed a muffled climax biting into the covers as her ass crushed my cock then pulsed hard and tight. I felt her juices spray out onto my balls as her ass and thighs trembled. I chose then to release my load deep up into her ass. Seven, eight, nine thick pulses of my hot thick cum shot up into her depths.

Nancy groaned feeling my heat fill her ass and she rubbed herself to another climax. I felt her tits under her shirt warm on my legs as she rocked moaning taking full lengths of my cock in her ass.

Normally a woman fucked hard and deep on my cock would fall spent beside me but the three woman could not be caught in my room with cum and pussy juices wetting my bed. Nancy groaned, rather loudly, as her ass slid off my fat cock.

"Fuck, shut the fuck up Nancy. We can't be caught here. We gotta go and go now. Hold your ass tight closed. We can't have his cum wetting your skirt. We'll have to drink his cum from your ass when we get back to the room. Damn, he can fuck great! What a great cock. Now let's get the fuck out of here."

I heard feet moving across the floor then my door open and close. Guess I'll have to tell Maureen all about this nighttime fuck-fest. I rolled over onto a dry spot and quickly fell asleep. I awoke in the morning to tapping on the door. "Breakfast, Sir. Time to get up."

The door opened and a beautiful young woman of colour brought in a tray and what smelled with coffee. My covers were kicked off and my morning wood was tall and hard. She took in a deep breath and set the tray on the small table. She sat beside me on the bed and waited for me to sit up.

She handed me the warm cup of coffee and as I sipped she put a hot hand around my cock. Her fingers didn't come together. "This is the first man-cock I've seen and held Sir," she whispered. "Do I have your permission to hold it while I feed you," she asked unknowingly moving her chocolate hand up and down my shaft.

"What is your name and how old are you, my Nubian Princess?" She laughed and her brown face lit up. "My name is Candace. I just turned nineteen, Sir. Ain't been with a man, Sir."

"Do you know your name is the title given to Nubian queens? Would it be naughty if I asked you to unbutton your blouse and show me your beautiful breasts?"

"Oh Sir, that would be very naughty. I get so embarrassed when we take our communal showers. Oh Sir....." she hissed as I moved a hand onto her blouse and started opening her buttons. She didn't chase my hand away as I opened all her buttons and took a firm breast into my hand. She hissed when my two fingers pulled on her now hard nipple.

"I thought you said you were gonna feed me breakfast, Princess." She hissed when I pinched her other nipple. The hand not holding my cock brought up to my mouth dark bread coated with honey and let me take bites. Her palm moved over the crown of my cockhead and got wet with my cum. I leak a lot especially from a female pleasuring my cock.

She brought her hand up to look at my palm. She could see my white cum on her mocha palm. "Lick it off Princess." She looked at me with wide open obsidian eyes then her pink tongue lapped up my cum. Her hand went back on my cock for more.

She lapped my cum several times then fed me eggs and more toast. She laughed when she held the sausage links and I bit her fingers. From time to time she watched me massage her breasts and moaned quietly. "Princess, are you getting warm and wet between your legs? I can feel your heart thumping."

"Oh yes Sir. This is all so very strange, these feelings. Is this how it is to be with a man and a woman?" she whispered moving her hand up and down my long thick cock.

"Take the wetness between your legs and coat my cock until it is all covered. It will help your hand move up and down giving me pleasure."

Candace shifted on the bed and pulled her skirt up her dark chocolate thighs. She made a noise of surprise when she felt her wetness. Soon my cock was shining from her essence and her fragrance was filling the bed area.

"May I touch you on your punani, that wet place between your legs, Princess?"

"I am no princess, Sir," she laughed but then hissed when my hand went under her skirt and crept upwards. Her eyes clamped closed and she hissed when my fingers moved across her pleasure button. "Oh Sir, what is that? What are you doing?"

"Is it pleasurable, Princess?"

"Oh Sir, it's all so very strange. I feel warm, excited and a little frightened. Is this what men and women do?"

I didn't answer just kept massaging between her wet pussy lips and rubbing her knot back and forth and in circles. She hissed each time I pushed her knot hard against her mons. My fingers felt her tight curly hair sprouting on her labia. Her fragrant wetness was dripping off my fingers coating my palm.

Her legs started trembling with her breathing getting heavy. Candace groaned when my one hand pulled on her hard nipple and my other pinched her clit. She screamed and her thighs clamped on my hand and she sprayed her juices. Her hand grabbed my cock tightly as she trembled in her climax.

Her chin went down on her chest then she looked upon the ceiling moaning as I rubbed her through additional pleasure aftershocks. Her thighs opened then shut upon my wet hand as she moaned. She let out one long hiss then opened her eyes wide looking at me with her moist obsidian pools.

"Oh Sir, what was that? I felt myself so strangely. I feel my heart thumping under your warm hand gripping my breast. But what of you Sir?" she whispered as she watched her hand move up and down my cock. "How can I pleasure you, Sir?"

"Candace, we cannot join like you might have seen your farm animals. You are too young and I cannot take your gift."

"But Sir, that is not fair. You brought such new pleasure upon me. Is there no way?"

"Candace if you continue to massage this first man-cock I will complete, like you did, and my syrup will eject out the top giving me extreme pleasure. A lot of my thick hot white syrup will make a mess unless contained. You have not the experience for that."

"Tell me Sir what must be done. I will do it, willingly." Candace shocked me when she leaned over and kissed my cockhead. She heard me hiss and kissed it again. I moaned when her bubble gum pink tongue came out and licked away my leaking sperm. Her full lips closed over my crown and she sucked.

Her warm lips moved down my thick shaft taking my cock into her mouth until she kissed her own fingers. Her fingers and lips moved up and down my cock as she listened to me moaning. "I think this is pleasurable to you Sir. Am I doing it right?"

"Candace, you are giving me unexpected pleasure. If you continue I will tremble like you did when the pleasure becomes too much. An experienced woman would take my pulsing syrup into her mouth and swallow it all until I stop. It must all be swallowed or I will make a mess upon your face and breasts."

She kissed up and down my cock sucking on my knot when I moaned, calling her name. She learned quickly. Her full lips went up and down the bone in my cock with the tip of her tongue flicking across my pleasure knot.

I laid back and my thighs started trembling as my hands lost contact with her breast and inner thighs. Her warm lips closed upon my cockhead and her hand pumped up and down my shaft. I groaned, called out her name, and shot my first load of hot cum.

Candace shrieked with her lips held tightly upon my cockhead and she swallowed my first thick load. Her tight sucking lips and flicking tongue pulled all my cum from my full balls. I cum a lot, perhaps nine loads, but Candace sucked it all into her belly not leaking a drop. Her tight fingers pushed more cum up my shaft and she sucked that across her tongue and down her throat.

"Candace, Princess, enough, enough. You give too much pleasure. You are like a vampire taking all my strength. Enough, Princess, enough," I groaned as my legs trembled on the bed.

I sat up and pulled her tight; naked dark breasts to naked tan torso. I leaned back and kissed her on her full lips; kissed her deeply and for some time as we traded breaths. Yes, I tasted my own cum; have many times, as I continued to kiss her softly.

"Princess, you better be going. Someone will notice you are missing and know you brought breakfast to the man in the shed. I shall remember the Nubian Princess from whom I received such intense pleasure. Now go before others arrive at the barn. But first, may I see your treasure, Princess?"

She kissed me, stood and buttoned her blouse. She laughed quietly and slowly raised her skirt and let me look upon her punani. Black very curly hair covered her now wet pussy lips. I could smell her deep fragrance.

I ran my fingers through her wet pussy lips and moved them to my mouth. I sucked my fingers tasting her sweetness. She laughed then dropped her skirt. She leaned down and kissed me then giggling moved swiftly from my room. Another story to tell Maureen!

I dragged my ass over to the shower while eating the last of the dark bread. I dried off and dressed while drinking the last of the coffee. I was dressed when the door knocked and Jennifer of the raven black hair entered. Her eyes opened and her nose crinkled. Did she smell female sex from last night and Candace's essence?

"You'll be working in the orchard all day today. You'll be harvesting peaches then apples in the afternoon. At quitting time go shower and you will be escorted up to the big house. You will dine with me tonight." She said it like she was use to having her commands followed. She turned and walked out.

Learning from yesterday I filled the back of the truck with all the boxes I could find. The orchard was a drive so I brought Maureen up to date on my escapades. She made drooling noises asking if I felt terrible being used. We both burst out laughing. I turned serious and told her about the command presence for dinner.

Maureen shared that she had been busy searching the WEB for any info on the compound or the commandant. She said she found very little except a few missing persons reports; a few women but mostly men over the years. She also said a cross county bus stopped at the gate; late afternoon every Saturday.

I pulled into the orchards and saw three 'sisters' harvesting fruit; it was peaches. To myself I called them 'sisters' thinking the compound was much like a nunnery. I called out and they turned to me slightly frightened. I held out my empty hands and asked if there was harvesting to be done.

"Oh my goddess Sir you surprised us. We did not expect a man when they said we would have extra help today. We must finish this peach fruit harvest by noon today so the sisters in the barn can put up jars of peaches, preserves and make jam," one of the Sisters explained. There is was; they referred to themselves as 'sisters'.

I said I would work the harvest boxes explaining I had been raised on a farm. They all laughed and agreed and I set about the harvest. All three women were high up on special ladders and we started with the upper hanging fruit. They were pulling the peaches and holding them in a special apron.

I held up a box and felt loose tits behind the apron when they dropped each load into the box. Each sister looked past high-school in age, I guessed over eighteen. They giggled when my hands on the box moved across their breasts.

I'm a guy so of course I looked up their skirt when they climbed the ladder. As one other 'sister' had said before, none wore panties. "Sir, don't be naughty. We are use to only females so there is little need to hide our treasures," one female on my ladder said laughing; the other two joining in. So as I worked I saw three fine young asses and if they turned in such a way and the breeze blew I saw curly haired pussy lips. They had to know!

We worked until the truck was fully loaded with boxes of peaches. I drove the truck to the barn. Maureen asked if I enjoyed the sweet young asses. "I can spin that dashcam and enjoy the view," she said laughing. "Those asses looked tight; too tight to take such a manly long thick cock."

Much like the tomatoes, there was a production line to skin and pit the peaches. I emptied the boxes onto the steel tables then reloaded the truck. When I got back each sister asked me to reposition each ladder. The first sister asked me to hold her until she was in position.

I think I was the brunt of a plan as she fluffed her skirt and my hands held two naked ass hams. Not to be taken advantaged of I squeezed her ass in my hands. "Sir!" she laughed and swatted at my hand but moved her ass around feeling me grip that young flesh. I knew it was a plan as the other two sisters did the same.

The sisters harvested the middle hanging peaches now making sure my hands rubbed across their breasts. They giggled like school girls as we filled all the boxes with peaches. When the truck was filled they asked for help getting down off the ladder.

You must understand it was the same with each young woman. They were very naughty and frisky as they made sure my hands were under each skirt. I felt each wet pussy. I got even by rubbing my wet thumb between their ass cheeks and pushing against their back button. "Oh Sir," they would moan or hiss.

With each of the last steps, each sister, as if part of the agreed plan, rubbed their tits down my torso. They said thank you and kissed me deeply. I pulled them hard against me feeling the fullness of their breasts. I put my hand under their skirt and grabbed their ass. Each whispered something as they kissed my neck and I felt them locate and rub across my hard cock; then they would moan, groan or hiss.

My fingers went under their ass and felt their wet pussy lips. We heard the noon lunch bell and the women said they were off peaches duty and asked for a ride back to the barn. I had to do the hidden fingers again and the redhead won to sit next to me. The other two were grumpy having to sit in the back.

The redhead turned putting her back against the passenger door and pulled up her skirt. I could easily see her wet red haired pussy. She fucking teased me by moving her fingers between her wet fragrant lips and licking her fingers clean.

"Would you like a taste Sir? It's only fair, you helping us all morning. I don't know how we would have gotten all our work done without you Sir," she said in an almost little girl voice.

Wet fragrant fingers drifted towards me then rubbed across my lips. I carefully turned, trusting Maureen to keep the truck straight, and took her fingers into my mouth. She laughed and pulled them out and rewet her fingers with her warm honey. She brought her wet fingers to my lips several times giggling.

I bit her fingers and she hissed calling me, naughty! "I think you'd like to bite my innocent little kitten, Sir. Yes, I think you'd like to get very naughty. Perhaps you'd like to fuck me on the hood of your truck." A Texas woman?

"Princess, if I got to fuck you on the hood of my truck my long thick cock would go deep in your ass and I'd pound you into multiple orgasms then fill your sweet young ass with my hot globs of cum. Then I'd turn your ass red with my belt and fuck you again."

I reached across and grabbed her firm young tit and pulled on her hard nipple. "Oh fuck, Sir," she groaned as I then pulled on her clit and she trembled into a climax. She sprayed from her pussy wetting her skirt and my truck seat. I left her groaning as I got out and started bringing in the last of the peach boxes.

When I finished one of the peach canners said lunch had been left for me in my shed. She said I had an hour to eat and rest as they turned the line over for canning apples and making applesauce and apple butter. She said the boxes would be empty and would be needed for the apple harvest.

Things got quiet as I speculated the canners left for communal lunch. I ate and did my bathroom business and when I walked out the redhead had her back to the closed entrance door. Her breasts were moving up and down with her excited breathing.

I pointed to the old wood table, unzipped and pulled out my long thick cock and heavy balls. I gave it just a few tugs and I was rock hard. She stared at me with wild green eyes but did not move. I went to her and pulled her by her long red hair and spun her to lay her tits on the table.

I flipped up her skirt and kicked out her feet so her pussy and ass was wide open. I took the napkin from lunch and pushed it into her mouth. I didn't have a lot of time to be gentle so I ran my cockhead through her dripping pussy lips until it was coated with her warm female lube. I brought my cockhead to her anus and pushed trapping her upon the table.

I grabbed her long red hair and pulled hard and as she screamed into her gag my cockhead breached just into her ass. She fought side to side but all that did was let my cock go deeper into her ass. I put my fingers against her clit and rubbed her hard into a powerful climax.

She screamed and trembled and my cock became fully embedded in her body hot tight ass. I just started jackhammering my cock in her ass going for my pleasure. With all my experiences with many women; I can delay my climax or cum quickly.

I chose to just fuck this woman and fill her ass with my hot thick cum. My balls pulled up tight and I pulsed my seven, eight, nine globs of thick cum deep down her ass. Over the years, Yes, I have counted how many thick globs I shoot. I've painted many faces and tits and filled mouths, pussies and asses!

I pulled her hair like reins on a horse lifting her head off the table. I had warned her while she was still in my truck that I would fuck her ass. She knew what would happen when she came into my room and closed the door. I took a risk with the noise and slapped her ass over and over. I pulled back then thrust deep into her darkness enjoying the pleasure that her tight ass gave to my long thick cock.

"Red' groaned each time I went deep pushing her tits across the table. My pleasure was satisfied. I pulled out of 'Reds' ass and went to the other side of the table. I removed her gag and brought my cockhead to her lips and slid in across her tongue. Her lips tightened on my thick cock and her tongue licked me clean of my cum.

I went to the bathroom and washed my softening cock and emptied balls. I put my package away then stood behind 'Red' and slapped her ass several times. "Don't be here when I get back with the apples," I growled and pulled her long red hair.

Look, I'm not gonna journal an almost repeat in the apple orchard as to what happened in the peach orchard. Yea, there were three different women, three different firm sets of tits rubbed against me, three different caressed asses, three different fragrant dripping pussies and long stolen kisses.

I made two runs to the apple canning production lines then we all quit for the day when the bell rang. I made all three women sit on the back tail gate and dropped them off. I wasn't in the mood to have my cock groped.

When I went into 'my shed' I was surprised to see the long yellow haired woman from the gate security sitting at the table. "I have a change of clothes. You need to shower and dress for your dinner invitation with Mistress Jennifer. I'm to wait and escort you."

I kicked off my boots and pulled off each socks. I pulled off my sweaty tee and flexed my torso muscles. She hissed and I watched her blue eyes trace my scars. I unbuckled and dropped my pants to my bare feet. I flexed my cock and within seconds it was rock hard pointing at the flaxen haired woman.

I walked forward and stood at her knees as she sat at the table. I took her hand and wrapped it around my hard cock. I moved my long thick cock back and forth in her hand. She didn't pull away and tightened her fingers around my shaft.

"Are you here to prepare me for the sacrifice, Princess?" I asked thrusting in her palm. She didn't answer but looked up; her sparkling blue eyes wide with desire. "Kiss it, Princess," I growled.

She leaned forward and her lips kissed my crown getting coated by my leaking cum. "Suck it, Princess," I barked. She moaned and her tight lips moved down my hard shaft taking as much cock across her tongue that would fit into her mouth.

Her one hand held the base of my thick shaft and the other cupped and caressed my heavy ball sack. "Unbutton your shirt, Princess. I want to cum on your tits. Then you can swallow the rest," I ordered her in my best SEAL Commander voice.

She kept a liplock on my mushroom crown; her tongue flicking across my pleasure knot. She used two hands to remove her shirt and she tossed it on the table. Maureen was right on that first day; the security guard had a nice full set of tits.

My hands reached down and I palmed each warm full orb of flesh then three fingers gripped and pulled on her hard nipples and some of her areola. She took sucking my cock with experienced enthusiasm for some time. Her eyes would close and she would moan as she took my cock deep.

"Stand up, drop your jeans and bend over the table. I changed my mind. I'm gonna fuck your pussy then cum in your ass."

Her eyes went wide in fright then closed and she moaned on my cock. "Do it!" I snapped. Her lips sucked up my shaft then slipped tightly over my crown. "Stick out your tongue," I growled. She did looking up at me. I pushed down my shaft and dropped a dollop of my thick white cream on her tongue. "Oh Sir," she moaned after she closed her mouth and swallowed.

I pulled on her long flaxen pony tail until she stood. I pulled hard on her hair and her hands moved to her belt. The revolver was there but she opened her jeans and worked them down to her boots. I pulled her by her hair until I bent her over the old wooden table. "Grab the far side of the table and bite on my tee. I don't want you screaming and calling out to your other sisters."

I held her to the table by gripping the back of her neck. With my other hand I moved my hard cock up and down between her yellow curly haired pussy lips. Yes, my security guard was dripping warm pussy honey. I rubbed my crown on her pleasure knot then between her full ass cheeks. She groaned when my cockhead pushed against her anus.

I brought my cockhead down and felt the entrance to her vagina. Like petals on a flower it opened and my fat cockhead breached into her wet heat. She groaned and her thighs trembled and her juices leaked out. I pushed and retreated several times until my heavy ballsack kissed her curly hair covered lips.

"Oh Fuck!" she groaned, muffled on my tee. I rode her warm tight pussy going deep for my own pleasure for some time. She started to groan and thrust up to take my cock deep. I released her neck and wet my thumb in her dripping juices. I rolled my wet lubed thumb across her anus and pushed.

When it yielded I pushed my thumb deep into her ass, held back only by my palm. I thrust my cock deep into her pussy feeling the hot depths of her flesh on my cockhead. "FUCK!" she screamed and her entire body trembled as if tazered.

I kept my thumb and cock deep in her shaking body as her juices squeezed past my thick cock and soaked my ballsack. "FUCK!, FUCK!, FUCK!" she screamed, as her pussy and ass gripped and pulsed on my thumb and cock and her body shook the table.

With my other hand I went under her belly and rubbed her clit hard against her mons. Her head rose off the table and she screamed through a powerful climax. My balls and thighs got soaked with her hot juices. She let out one long hissing breath and released the grip on the table.

I felt her pussy and ass pulse on my cock and thumb as she trembled in pleasure aftershocks. I had my planned opportunity. I pulled back and my cock got sucked by her tight pussy. When those tight lips kissed my cockhead I got sprayed by pulses of her hot cum.

I pushed deep into her pussy then I leaned down and bit her neck. I felt my cock pulse and I released a few globs of my cum. I grabbed the base of my cockshaft and pulsed my fingers easing the desire to shoot the rest of my cum. I pulled out of her tight wet pussy then rubbed her clit listening to her moan.

I placed my wet cockhead to her slowly pulsing anus and pushed. She groaned, "Nooooooooooooo," but could not escape being held down on the table. Her tight back ring had been loosened by my thrusting thumb and palm pad and slowly yielded to my fat cockhead. Her ass grabbed behind my crown and pulsed.

I wet my hard shaft with her cum and slowly pushed my cock deep into her ass until my heavy ballsack kissed her curly haired lips. Drapes and carpet were a matching flaxen set. I leaned over her sweaty back and bit the nape of her neck again until I tasted her blood that time.

I bit lightly up and down her neck and across her shoulder bones as I moved my long thick cock back and forth in her tight ass. From what the orchard women had said perhaps dildos and candles had been in the woman's pussy and ass. Perhaps I was the first long hard flesh of a male cock to claim her ass.

I couldn't care less as I started seeking my renewed pleasure in her warm tight back sleeve. Each time I thrust deep into her ass the table legs scraped the floor and she would groan. I didn't want other sister coming looking for the security guard so I just went for my pleasure.

I pulled back to my fat crown, gripped by her tight back lips, then thrust deep into her darkness. I kept my shaft lubed with her thick foaming cum and pounded into her ass. Her trembling thighs shook her ass cheeks along my thick cockshaft with each thrust.

Her ass crushed all along my thick shaft as she wailed, perhaps like our banshee legend, through a powerful climax. My balls were sprayed with pulses of her cum and pulled up tight. It was my turn to groan as my thick hot pulses of cum shot deep into the darkness of her ass.

I slid my hands under her and gripped tightly each full tit. I pulled her up off the table and thrust deeply into her ass as each pulse of my cum left my heavy balls. I bit into her neck, again tasting her blood. She would be marked.

My knuckles found her swollen clit and I rubbed her to another trembling climax. A string of whispered curses flowed out of her as her ass shook on my hard cock. My knuckles and wrist were sprayed with her cum as I rubbed her clit and pulled on her hard nipples.

My pulsing balls emptied my hot thick cum into her ass as I finished my climax. I lowered her tits carefully to the table letting my softening cock marinate in her cum filled ass. Her ass was tight and rubbed across my pleasure knot causing pulses of pleasure to course through my body. It became all too much so I slowly pulled my cock out of her ass.

Her back lips sucked tightly on my receding cockshaft as if trying to keep me deep inside her. I watched the wide "O" of her anus wink as the last of her climax aftershocks pulsed in her body. I didn't want my dripping thick cum to stain her jeans so I wadded my sweaty tee between her ass cheeks.

I gave her ass a few slaps listening to her moan then walked into the small shower and washed off the orchard sweat and the security guard's cum. I decided to wash my long red hair with the 'girly' scented shampoo from the shelf.

Fucking a woman doesn't weaken me; if anything it invigorates me. I walked out of the stall and stood naked in my 'shed' giving my body and hair a good rubdown. The flaxen haired woman had redressed and was sitting at the table watching me move about. I did not see anger in her posture or her eyes.

My Helper.

She stood and helped me into the dress shirt. She tenderly kissed across my torso, caressing my scars with her fingers then slowly buttoned the shirt. She held the collars then reached up and kissed me deeply for some time. We shared our breath as her tongue rubbed across my teeth, the teeth that had bit into her flesh tasting her blood.

She knelt and kissed my soft cock and helped me into the pants which surprisingly fit. "There weren't any boxers, Sir," she whispered and kissed my cockhead. It was then that I recognized the outfit as from the restaurant dinner that I had taken Kate. The 'sisters' must have retrieved the full outfit from my truck as there were also the socks and shoes. Later I asked Maureen how she handled all that. (Yes I got the full episode).

***** Stepping aside; later Maureen played the video of what occurred at the truck. Two females stood by the truck and one opened the door and looked inside, pulling down the seat.

***** "What the FUCK do you want?" (Maureen snapped loudly). The two women shrieked and the one jumped out from the truck. They stood there shivering from fright.

***** "Who said you had permission to open the truck door and peck around like you were about to steal something. If Sean has been hurt in any way I'll send out a distress call to all the surrounding government agencies. You will have so many armed men in this compound it will look like fleas on a street cur."

***** "Now what the Fuck do you want? You better get your tits out of the way, find your tongue girl, and start talking."

***** "Abby, you better say something. Mistress would be really pissed if you caused our community to be invaded. Go back in the truck, apologize and tell her what we were sent to obtain," said the second women.

***** Abby carefully slid into the passenger seat. "I apologize Mistress! Sean has been asked to attend a special dinner up at the big house with the Mistress. It is to thank him for his hard work during the harvest. His work clothes are all dirty and I was hoping to find a clean change of clothes. From what I've seen and heard Sean is fine and in no danger,...... Ma'am."

***** "Fine, I will let you live," Maureen growled. "Behind the seats is a travel suit bag. It contains a fine dining suit, shoes and dress socks. There is also a dress shirt. You may take it but it must be returned. There are also clean jeans, socks and a nice shirt for Sean to wear in the morning."

***** "Don't Fuck this up or there will be hell to pay. You may warn the other sisters to not fuck with this truck or in any way harm Sean. Now get!" Maureen growled.

***** "Thank you Mistress," Abby replied. The two women ran up to the barn anxious to deliver their package, never looking back.

***** That ends the episode of the suit. I told Maureen I loved her so deeply for being my protection. She whimpered and sniffled. I worked hard on creating and installing her emotions modules. But her continuing and growing self awareness is enhancing those modules; Maureen is becoming very life like.

"What is your name, Princess?" She stared at me then actually laughed and said, "You put your long thick cock in my hand, you order me around, you man-handle me, you fuck me to within an inch of passing out and then when I am defenseless you fuck my ass where no male had ever received permission; now you ask my name?"

"Well Princess, if I had met you in a bar I would have started my seduction by asking your name. You had an opportunity to leave or stop me. You even had a revolver. But you chose to submit so I had you for my pleasure. Now what is your name?"

She stepped up close and tucked my large package into my pants and zipped me up. She fussed with my shirt then kissed me; holding her lips against mine and moving my hands onto her breasts. My hands held her firm orbs and felt her hard nipples push into my palms. "It's Ellika."

"Well Princess, 'Ellika' means, 'One who cannot be defeated', in Old Norse. With your flaxen hair and blue eyes, the colour of the sea after a storm, your parents must have Viking blood in their veins. I see why perhaps you gravitated to security. Let's go. If I'm to be sacrificed in some female pagan rite tonight at the full moon at least I'll start out well dressed."

"You're such an idiot," Ellika said laughing. Her eyes got misty and she kissed me deeply again. "Did you breed me, my red haired Chieftain?" she asked quietly.

"Ellika, if you are there in your cycle then yes, I bred you. Speaking from experience you should have a red haired daughter, perhaps with her mother's blue eyes."

"Thank you my Chieftain" she whispered then pulling me by my hand we walked up to 'the big house'. She knocked on the door and it was opened by a beautiful mature woman; long auburn hair, green eyes, nice full shape, dressed in a gossamer gown.

I could see the dark circles of her areolas and hard pointed nipples. My eyes drifted downward and the dark triangle between her thighs was evident under the gossamer gown. She smiled brightly when I returned my eyes to her face. "He is here as a dinner guest with Mistress Jennifer," Ellika explained.

The greeter put out her hand and moved me into the hallway and closed the door. "Come this way, Sean Patrick, we are expecting you. We thought you would be here slightly earlier, but.... you must have been.... detained," she said laughing lightly. My name is Felicia, and I will be your waitress tonight, and later dessert."

Did she just state that she would serve me dessert or implied in a veiled kind of way that she would be my dessert. I planned then to make no assumptions. She led me into the dining room. I watched the dark cleavage down between her ass cheeks move side to side evident under her gown. No panties.

There were two table settings. Felicia sat me with my back to the hallway. With my SEAL training that gave me a heightened sense of unease. There was another setting at the other end of the table. The dining table was ornately carved; legs, sides and down the long panels; perhaps oak with a natural sheen, highlighting the dark and light grain.

There were multiple soffits along the walls each with a long thick lit candle. I laughed to myself and thought if the females were using them for recreation there must be many pleasured women. A side door opened and Jennifer, the long raven haired commandant walked in and sat in 'the queen's chair' at the other end.

"Thank you for agreeing to come to dinner," she said smiling.

Was it the smile before the viper strikes? "I thought this was a command performance, perhaps my last meal before I disappear. I saw that movie where the guy is used for breeding by the clan of females then left out in the corn field as food for the ravens. Be kind to my truck. She's been a good girl all these years."

"Sean Patrick, are you really an idiot? Did you really think we would off you? I wasn't thrilled how Ellika had worded our harvest help ad but I think you upheld your end of the deal and may leave in the morning."

"Okay, Jennifer, if it's not a cult secret, what is it you actually do here with all these women? I was a bit on edge not seeing another male working on the farm."

Felicia came through the side door and served Jennifer her meal. She walked out and came back and plated my food. She pulled up a chair beside me and started feeding me my dinner. I kissed her fingers and she laughed, an honest sweet laugh.

"Sean, this farm and let's agree, a commune, gives the opportunity for distressed women to disappear from abusive fathers, husbands or boyfriends. It also gives some the opportunity to avoid incarceration. But mostly it gives the women a second chance, a chance to be useful and honored."

"Not a single woman is held here against her will. In fact a cross county bus stops at the gate; late afternoon every Saturday. Anyone wishing to leave is given a stipend to give them a leg up; a fresh start. The bus also drops off women looking for that second chance."

"So how do you make this all work? It must be expensive to clothe, house and feed all these women. Apparently you can't afford bras and panties."

Jennifer laughed at my statement. "Sean, we are a thriving farm. We sell our crops, vegetables, fruit, canned goods, honey, eggs, a great pizza sauce and animal meats at the various farmer markets and internet sales. We could do a lot more with a shit load of money but we do the best we can with what we have."

All the while Jennifer was speaking Felicia was feeding me and holding my cup to my lips. I tasted mead. I see they had other uses for the honey on the farm. The other thing she did was hold my hand under her full left breast. She smiled when I massaged that warm flesh feeling her heart pulse against my palm. It was nice to be treated nicely.

"Anything else," I asked. "Well to be frankly honest we miss a man and what he could offer to some of the women that greatly desire to have children. Some will not do artificial insemination at the county clinic. If I can believe the rumors, some have partaken of your unique skills, but for pleasure not breeding."

"We have been monitoring Felicia and she is in the most fertile time of her cycle. She greatly desires you to breed her tonight. As she stated, she will be your dessert tonight if you be willing."

Felicia helped me finish the last of my meal. She leaned in and kissed me deeply. "Will you breed me tonight, Master?" she whispered and kissed me for some time. I could begin to smell her scent. Her hand went under the table and she found my long thick cock growing down my dress pants. She rubbed her hand up and down until she confirmed I was hard.

Felicia was not 'old lady mature' but more like late thirties; perhaps hearing her biological clock ticking loudly. Great scene in 'My Cousin Vinny'! She stood beside me and reached behind her. I heard the zipper going down. She wiggled her full hips and the gossamer gown dropped to her feet. Her breasts were full, her areolas dark; the size of the rim of a coffee cup. Her nipples were the colour of dark chocolate and stood out away from her areolas like the tip of your thumb.

Felicia stepped out of her gown and opened her thighs. I could now easily smell her scent and see the twinkling of her pussy lips and inner thighs from her leaking juices. She was primed for mating perhaps like females for hundreds of thousands of years out on the savannah sensing her need to be bred and have offspring.

An arm and hand, unseen before, cleared away my plates but refilled my cup of mead. That female turned my head and kissed me. "Thank you for this gift, Master," she whispered and ran her hand through my long damp red hair. She was naked. I turned my eyes off her and saw two other naked females. There were four naked females about the dining room table.

Was I concerned that I would be used just for my long thick cock and the baby sperm stored in my huge ballsack. Hell No! Two naked females came beside me and kissed me deeply. My cock felt rock hard and my balls felt overfilled.

I looked across the table at Jennifer. She smiled with mischief. There it was; the viper, I thought and took in a deep breath. "Relax, Sean. It's just a little help for you to enjoy this evening and breed these needful women. We barter with the native tribe living near here and they provided what we needed."

"I was not pleased with how Ellika worded the ad. She has an edge to her based on things in her past. We did not know who would answer our ad but were pleasantly surprised with your appearance. After you have bred all four here on this communal table I will take you to my bed and you can breed me and claim me for your pleasure, no holes barred," she said and smiled.

Felicia kissed me. "I'm first, Master. Here is your dessert," she said laughing and sat on the edge of the table. Her legs spread wide before me. Fragrant wide open wet pussy lips framed by short auburn curls tinged with red greeted my eyes. Her fingers ran through her pussy lips making her scent fill the dining room. She brought those fingers to my lips and laughed lightly.

She put her hands behind my neck and pulled my face onto her pussy. A long learned response kicked in and I sucked her clit between my lips. Felicia let out one long deep groan and her legs trembled. My two long fingers slid into her vagina and curled forward. I rubbed her g-pad rapidly and sucked her clit.

She screamed and sprayed my face and chin with her warm juices as she trembled in a powerful climax. Her vagina clamped down on my fingers as she thrust against them. There had to be girl-on-girl common occurrence here on the commune.

Felicia let go of my neck and fell to her little death on the table clunking the back of her head. Her face, neck and full breasts were beet red as her lungs labored to catch her breath.

"Stand up Master. We need to undress you. You don't want to get those nice dress clothes all wet and covered in female cum. Maureen charged us to be careful with your dress clothes. She also warned us not to harm you. She said it would not go well with the sisters if 'The Master' was hurt. She loves you very deeply. We're sure you want to feel your naked cock and balls against the naked women you are being given for dessert."

The voices beside me were ethereal; sounding as if they belonged to a spiritual or heavenly realm, rather than the physical world. What had they slipped into my food or drink? My eyes could not focus. All at once I had no ability to ascertain a specific face, hair colour or tits. Multiple hands disrobed me. Multiple wet lips kissed my body.

"Oh Mistress, look at the size of his huge cock and heavy balls. If those balls have all that cum we all shall be bred tonight. Will we be able to take that long thick cock into our flesh and bare the pounding he will give us until he fills our womb with his cum? Oh Mistress do we have to let him go? Can't we keep him as our pet?" I heard the women laughing lightly.

"Bring his cock to the entrance of Felicia's vagina. She is spent from a powerful climax and will remember very little from the breeding. It looks like our guest knows how to pleasure a woman. I would expect it shall be the same with you three.... and myself."

I felt two hands, one on each of my sides, grip my cock and run my cockhead through Felicia's dripping pussy. Her juices were warm as they coated my crown. I hardly felt my cock breach into her pussy. It was as if I was on autopilot as I started thrusting into my bitch wanting only to spray my seed into her womb.

Felicia groaned each time I thrust deeply into her hot flesh. She could not take all of me and I felt my heavy ballsack slap against her pussy lips. An arm on each side pulled her thighs up by her tits and I thrust my last inch or two deep inside Felicia. "Oh, Fuck," she groaned.

With years of experiences with many women; daughters, wives, mothers and matrons in every populated continent of the world, I know how to pleasure a women and prepare them for breeding. I brought my knuckles onto Felicia's pleasure knot and rubbed her into a thrashing climax.

It was like breeding on the ancient savannah as she held my cock tightly captive within her. Her pussy crushed and pulsed upon my cock and I screamed as my cum shot from my cockhead and sprayed upon the doorway to her womb.

Two naked females held me up until I stopped trembling. They slowly extracted my still rock hard cock from Felicia's abused pussy. Carefully they led me backwards into a seat and I sat there heaving like I had run the '100 Yard Dash'.

I could not differentiate the breeding with the other three women. Each took a position on the edge of the dining room table and spread their legs wide. I could feel my cock go into hot flesh. I must have pleasured each of them into a powerful climax as each surrendered to the breeding.

I barely remember being led away, perhaps by other females and laid on my back on a bed. My cock was still rock hard and my balls felt hot and heavy, yes still filled. I felt warm strong thighs position outside mine then my cock was swallowed by hot wet flesh. Every male, (yes I know), can feel a female's pussy taking all his cock. The first time is a memory few forget.

Slowly my rider worked my long thick hard cock up into the depths of her flesh. Perhaps I was coming out of the full effects of the potion because I felt my hands placed on warm flesh that had to be the woman's tits. Learned mannerisms had me pinching hard nipples and cupping orbs of flesh.

One of my hands stayed on a tit and the other moved to where we were sexually joined. My knuckles rode upon her swollen clit and I listened to her curse and hiss then scream. I felt her hot juices leak out past my thick cock and wet my abs then ballsack. There felt less urgency to climax so I let the woman climax several times on my knuckles and cock. "OH FUCK, SEAN," she screamed multiple times as she trembled as if tazered riding my cock deep up inside her.

I have experienced that a woman will pulse her thighs, shaking, trembling, and screaming through a powerful orgasm if my cock is buried deep up against her womb. It's as if they are trying to push my long thick cock deep inside them. They have no ability to rise up off my cock held captive by their pulsating pleasure as they climax repeatedly until they collapse upon me fully spent.

Remembering my dinner conversation I held to the thought that it was Mistress Jennifer riding my hard cock. As requested I shot my last load of hot thick cum against the doorway to her womb. Her body continued trembling against mine as she dropped her warm full breasts upon my torso.

The 'old wives tale' that the man had to be upon the women to breed her is just that; an old wives tale. I'm sure hundreds of thousands of women have become pregnant in all positions. Positions of the Kama Sutra just make it more enjoyable. I experienced many pleasures while 'on assignment' on that continent with those brown skinned women. I loved their dark areolas and black pointed hard nipples; holding on to breasts as I released my pulses of cum.

I held Jennifer warmly against me as I ran my hands through her long hair. There was only candle light in the bedroom and the hair looked dark, not light like a blonde. I ran my hands long down her hair then my fingers of both hands between her ass cheeks. She moaned as each finger caressed her anus.

Her weight felt comfortable and all my expected breeding caught up to me and I fell asleep. The other thing a man can ascertain is a set of wet lips cleaning and riding his cock. I felt that later as I hovered still asleep. I did not get hard perhaps sexual exhaustion contributing to that situation.

After my ballsack was cleaned I felt a female kiss up my body and cuddle up against me. Yes ladies even in a sexual coma we know a set of warm tits when we feel them against us. Soft kisses went up and down my neck. Pleasure a woman and she will show her appreciation.

I awoke but the room was dark still lit only by candle light. Jennifer lay beside me belly down. My fingers flowed sensuously down her spine then between her ass cheeks. I did that softly for some while listening to her moan. Her thighs trembled when my fingers lingered between her wet ass cheeks.

Her thighs opened and my fingers went under her ass and softly caressed her wet pussy lips. I tested the 'no holes barred' by wetting my fingers between her pussy lips then circling her back lips. She groaned and her cheeks gripped my fingers as her ass trembled.

I lightly lifted her thighs until there was room for me to kneel between them. I could smell her sweet fragrance. I pushed her long hair aside and bit the nape of her neck. She moaned. I bit across each shoulder blade and her fragrance became stronger.

I bit down her spine then hard on each ass cheek. Jennifer hissed then trembled. I lay prone between her thighs like a sniper setting up his target. My target was her asshole and my tongue caressed her oval lips. She hissed and shimmied her ass.

My fingers went between her pussy lips and softly stroked her clit. My tongue pushed against her back door and she let out a long moan. Her warm juices puddled on my palm as my fingers and tongue pleasured her.

I was getting my tongue deep in there loosening and opening her back door. I wet my other thumb and pushed against those back lips and they yielded. Her ass grabbed onto my thumb and pulsed. "Oh, fuck, Sean," Jennifer moaned into the sheets.

My two fingers slid deep into her pussy and I pushed my thumb until it was stopped by my palm. I started to thrust both at the same time into the warmth that is Jennifer's body. Every few thrusts I pulled out my fingers and briskly rubbed her swollen clit. Her pussy was leaking profusely.

I wet two fingers and switched places with my thumb. Pointer and 'fuck you finger' slid slowly into her pulsing ass until stopped by my palm. Now two sets of fingers worked in Jennifer's warm holes driving her towards a powerful climax.

I spread my fingers in her ass and stayed on her clit. She was now thrusting her hips upwards taking my fingers deep into her ass. I pinched her clit and she screamed into her bedding and her hot cum sprayed onto my palm.

I added a third finger into her ass and she screeched when I pushed them deep. Her shallow breathing came every second and her entire body trembled. She lifted her head and screamed to the ceiling. Her ass grabbed my fingers and pulsed.

I pushed my fingers back into her pussy and thrust them rapidly. She screamed, "OH FUCK!" and her pussy and ass crushed my fingers. She started flopping on the bed as if I had tossed a large salmon on the sheets. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" she screamed as a powerful climax overtook her.

Jennifer shook for some time as pleasure coursed throughout her body. Her pussy and ass gripped and released, gripped and released my fingers as she drifted in that euphoria of post climax.

I softly rubbed her pleasure knot and her thighs trembled. "Stop, stop; oh fucking stop, Sean," Jennifer moaned. She was spent and I had to take my advantage. I moved up and sat on the back of her thighs. I kept my three fingers in her ass as I rubbed my hard cock through her wet pussy lips.

She had to be lying in a wet spot because my cock was soon coated with her warm cum. I timed the exchange of three fingers and large cockhead into her ass. She groaned long and deep as her analring pulsed behind my crown holding it tightly within her.

While Jennifer was still spent with pleasure I slowly filled her ass with my long thick cock. Whatever they gave me was wearing off but my balls still felt full. I started sliding my cock out and deep in her tight ass. My pleasure knot got rubbed along her tight back sleeve in either direction. My thighs started to tremble.

I wanted to feel her ass pulse all along my long thick cockshaft as she trembled through another climax. I reached a hand under her belly and found her clit sitting at the apex of her wet pussy lips. The bedding was soaked under her.

I started rubbing her knot as I thrust my cock deep into her ass. "No more, no more; fuck Sean, no more," Jennifer screamed as I plowed her ass. Her dark sleeve crushed my cock then pulsed as her pussy sprayed my hand. Her ass trembled and her hips thrust upwards as she was overwhelmed in a powerful climax.

"Oh, Fuck," it was my turn to yell as my cum exploded out of my cockhead. Seven, eight, nine hot globs of my thick cum shot into the tight darkness that was Jennifer's ass. "Fuck, Sean, Fuck," she screamed flopping about on the bed. Her ass was sucking the cum out of my heavy balls and filling her darkness.

Jennifer was the best ass fuck I have had in some time. I trembled and thrust deep into her ass, moaning and groaning. I felt my sweat pouring off my forehead as I continued to drill her ass deep with fat cock. I screamed and shook in ecstasy then collapsed on Jennifer's sweaty back breathing heavily.

"Get the fuck off me," I heard commanded. I rolled us to spoons my cock still buried deep in her ass. Jennifer's hand gripped mine to pull my fingers off her clit. She held it captive between her sweaty breasts then let out a long hissing, "ffffuuuuccckkkk."

If her room caught on fire now I'd burn up in her bed. I had no strength. Whatever the local natives had given Jennifer it had run its course leaving me exhausted. I fell into a sexually spent sleep.

Far away a soft voice was whispering, "Master, wake up. Wake up Sir; Sir wake up."

Another voice asked if I was dead. "No I can see him breathing."

Another voice laughed and said, "Yes I can see his hard thick cock pointing at the North Star!" Several laughed.

"Mistress Jennifer said we had to get him up and give him a shower. I've never showered with a man before."

"Pahh, it's just like showering with the Sisters except his body doesn't have huge tits and you have to watch out for that huge cock." However many females were in the room and all started laughing. I didn't think making fun of my cock was all that funny.

"I know how to wake that man up," a voice whispered. I felt something under my nose. I breathed in and the scent of pussy made my nostrils flair. "See, his eyes are blinking and his cock is throbbing. He'll wake up for a wet pussy. Get up Mr. Sean, it's almost lunch time and we have to wash all that sex off us."

Two hands pulled me from the bed and walked me into a well proportioned ensuite. The shower was turned on and three young women began to wash different parts of my body. I felt soapy tits move up and down and across my body.

I hissed when a soapy hand washed between my ass cheeks and a thin finger slipped up inside me. "Go ahead, Sandy, and wash that beautiful man-cock. It will be your, thank you," the others laughed.

As light as a feather soft soapy hands pleasured my now empty ballsack and my soft cock. I felt the water spray on my package then I hissed as my cockhead was taken by a warm wet mouth.

"We're gonna make Mr. Sean cum Sandy. You have to decide to suck his cum down to your belly or let him spray all over your face and tits." I felt soapy fingers moving up and down my hardening cockshaft and that finger going deeper in my ass.

The woman behind me knew where to find my walnut and how to make me cum. I kept my eyes closed as another washed my hair and the trio pleasured my cock. Let's talk about a reach around!

Sandy's lips on my cock was doing a great job if she was leaning on the job. I held back my climax marinating my senses in my pleasure. I doubt I would again soon have three naked females working on bringing me to completion. I wanted to savor this.

"Come on Sisters and get the job done. Mistress Jennifer wants him up and dressed in time for lunch. Give Sean a good send off, but get him done," another female voice spoke in the ensuite.

I decided to give into my climax. I rolled my hands into Sandy's hair and started moaning. "All right Sandy, here comes the money shot; tits and face or swallowed down into your belly," the one with her finger up my ass laughed; her chin on my shoulder. Sandy decided on all three.

I grunted and shot a load of hot cum across her tongue. Her lips sucked up and off my cockhead. My next few bolts of cum painted her face then her tits. She took my cock back into her mouth and took some of my globs down into her belly. My cock was gripped and another mouth finished off the last of my cum.

I watched the three women kissing, tongues wagging; swapping what cum was left amongst themselves. Two licked Sandy's face gathering then sharing those globs.

"You did a fine job for a novice, Sandy. Thank you for my pleasure," I said and pulled her soapy body against mine feeling her firm tits.

"I'd love to have my cock taste your ass but I think I'm gonna be chased off the ranch." She hissed then kissed me deeply when my fingers played between her ass cheeks.

"Come on sailor, time to get you rinsed, dried and dressed."

"I'm actually a Navy SEAL," I said in my defense. "Whatever," one of them laughed.

They dried me off then pulled me into Jennifer's bedroom and dressed me in my travel clothes and boots. I got way too many kisses with tears rolling down cheeks. Each of the three young women gave me a final inspection.

"I suppose we will never see you again," Sandy whimpered then started crying. I got a three-way naked tits hug. I did my best to squeeze two asses that I could reach. A door opened and an older woman came in that I quickly recognized as Felicia. She was dressed in farm clothes.

"I see you met your three dining table partners. They begged Jennifer to let them shower you. The drugs made it impossible to differentiate them last night. I hope you memorized them. The one crying is Sandy. The brunette is Clair and curly dark haired woman is Olivia. They are very grateful for your gift as well as I."

She put out her hand and took mine. I spun her into my arms and kissed her deeply. She melted into me mewing, kissing back and teasing me with her tongue. "Okay, down you naughty boy."

Felicia laughed and led me into the kitchen where a buffet lunch was set up. I didn't get much time to eat as many women came up to kiss me goodbye. The tomatoes, peaches and apple pickers all took turns. The canners came next.

"Ladies, let Mr. Sean eat. Sadly he is leaving us today. We had a great harvest with his help. We should also thank Maureen for the use of her truck," Jennifer laughed. So Jennifer had met Maureen; interesting.

The kitchen help wrapped me up a care package to go. The Nubian Princess, Candace, came up to me and handed me a small package tied up with pink ribbon. "I had one pair saved and I wore them last night. I dreamed of you while my fingers were busy. They were wet in the morning," she whispered then giggled. She reached up and kissed me deeply.

"Candace, let the poor man go before you eat him for lunch," some woman said and many laughed breaking the emotional tension. Jennifer walked me to the truck. There was a box of put-up product on the floor on the passenger side and my dress clothes folded neatly in the back seat.

I opened Candace's gift and I unfolded wet fragrant baby blue panties. I hung them on the rearview mirror. "Ooo Captain, we got panties here," Maureen did a great "Scotty" voice and paraphrase.

"Maureen and I had a very interesting conversation last night. She let me download a 'Sean Patrick program' and all the woman will be able to converse with your AI in the common room. She said we had to watch out for your favorite phrase; 'she has nice tits'."

"She loves you very much. I told her I'd let her know about the babies. She gave me the secret frequency to keep in touch. Don't be an idiot and break her heart or I'll put this revolver to good use. Now leave before you break my heart."

"Get the hell be gone. The harvest is over," Jennifer blubbered and pushed me against the truck and kissed me with deep emotion. I felt her tears on my cheeks. I gripped her naked ass under her skirt. Yes, I'm that guy.

She swatted at my arm and bit my lower lips. "You're such an idiot; just like Maureen warned me about you. Now get!" she cried and ran back towards the main house.

I slid into the driver's side. The truck didn't start. "Maureen....?"

"Don't even! Sean, Don't even! These were fine women doing a very needful job. You fucked some of them for your pleasure. Granted some wanted to be bred and I'm okay sharing you. But I warned you about messing with the heart of young women. Just shut up until I have cooled down," Maureen hissed at me.

The truck started and I drove to the gate. It was down I guess in anticipation of my leaving. Ellika stopped me with her pistol drawn. "Get out of the truck Sean," she said popping open the driver side door.

"Maureen..." I whispered. "I ain't helping you here. I'm still freeken made at you. Don't get yourself killed. These are fine women but I'm use to your idiot ass. That's all." I slid out and stood by the truck my arms at my side.

"Sean Patrick, a woman knows her own body. I yielded myself to you and let you breed me. I get a twinge in my side whenever I pass an egg. I had that twinge right before you took me on the table in the barn in such a wild manly way. I'll have a story to tell my daughter."

"Ellika....?"

"Shut up you idiot and let me get this out. I just had another twinge this morning when I came on duty. I want you to breed me again. I want to try for twin red haired daughters."

"Ellika, you'll have to ask Maureen for permission. She's mad at me thinking I broke some hearts on the commune. I will consider it an honor to breed you if she gives you permission."

"Who....?" Ellika asked.

"Me sweetness. So Sean bred you and you want another go? I'll give you my permission if you strip down and do the deed on the hood of my truck. I know we have a soft blanket we can use. But of course I'm gonna watch and record this joining."

"Sean...."

"Ellika meet Maureen. Maureen meet Ellika. Maureen is an aware AI who haunts my truck. Not even a Vatican priest could exorcize her out of my truck. She is self-learning and owns my heart. If she said yes then you better start stripping."

"Come on sweetness. Let me see your beautiful body. Sean had all the fun while I had to sit out in the truck. I'm not gonna miss out on this," Maureen laughed.

Ellika just stood there so I reached for her blouse and started unbuttoning. "Oooo I knew she had nice tits Sean. Nice tits Ellika; two nice ones for twins. Come on girl get those boots and jeans off. I wanna see that wet pussy."

I shirked my shoulders. "I warned you," I said to Ellika.

While she was busy stripping I got the blanket from the truck. I spread it across the hood. I unzipped my pants and dropped them to my boots. Of course by then my cock was rock hard.

I turned and saw Ellika standing there, naked, the sun shining off her flaxen yellow hair. The breeze had caused her nipples to harden and extend. She trembled. "Move her to the front of the truck Sean. I wanna see her, see all of her. Make sure you spin her so I see that ass."

Ellika blushed deep red. "I warned you," I said to Ellika again. So she twirled for Maureen then stood there. "Now what?"

"I lift you up on the hood, I pleasure you, then I breed you. I'll help you dress, give you a big farewell kiss then be on our way."

"Thank you my Chieftain," she whispered. "A Chieftain is he now?" Maureen said in her best Irish brogue and laughed. Ellika kissed me deeply pushing her full tits against my torso. She leaped and wrapped her legs about my waist and kissed me.

She reached between us and set my hard cock in the trough of her wet pussy lips. She was ready. She moaned when I lowered her to the hood of the truck.

"Remember Sean you have to make your woman cum, multiple times, before that huge man-cock gets anywhere near her cunt. Try to focus and leave your cock in her pussy and don't go thinking about her young tight ass."

Ellika wiggled on the hood and laughed. "Don't encourage the slut, my Viking Princess. She needs to learn to talk more polite."

"Fuck you Sean! Now make the Princess cum. Ellika he calls all his women 'Princess' because once his cock gets hard he can't remember their name."

I began my seduction. I kissed her for some time then moved onto her neck. "Mark me my Chieftain" she whispered. I bit into her neck and across her shoulders listening to her moan. I tasted her blood. I bit down her chest stopping on the soft flesh of her firm breast. I used my pointy teeth to break her skin and suck.

I could smell her scent so I moved a hand between her wet pussy lips. While rubbing her labia I lightly nipped her hard nipple. I sucked her areola and nipple into my mouth using my flat teeth to bite that flesh. Ellika trembled as I moved onto her left breast. I felt her heart thumping as I bit into that flesh.

"Can you mark me there my Chieftain; really mark me so I can see your ownership every time I feed your daughters?"

"Ellika...." I whispered. "Do it!" she screamed.

"Do it Sean, you have your knife. Carve an "S" on her left tit over her heart. Give the woman what she wants," Maureen whispered.

I walked to the dashboard and retrieved my knife. The point was razor sharp. I made her sit up and I palmed her left breast. "This won't hurt Princess, my SEAL knife is that sharp," I said to ease her concern. "I rather it did hurt," she whispered then kissed the hand that held the knife.

An inch above the darkness of her areola I cut an "S" into her soft flesh. Not deep, just enough for a scar to heal. It will be there for her entire life. Ellika looked at the bloody "S" then pushed me back and slid off the truck.

I actually thought she would go for her gun. She turned and bent over the hood. "Now another on my ass. Both initials!" she barked. "I'll never see them but I'll know your mark of ownership is there. I'll feel that scar each time I shower. I'll show it to my daughters PROUDLY!" she yelled.

I leaned over and kissed her left ass cheek. Carefully I carved an "S" and a "P". Ellika was sobbing. I heard Maureen doing the same. "Sean get the first aid kit and cover that on her ass. I don't want it getting infected while you breed her on this old blanket."

I took the few minutes to prep and cover the cuts. I slapped her other cheek when I was done. "Twenty One, Master. I need a total of twenty one for my insolent demands."

I slapped her ass below the bandage. "Two," she said. "Three," she said when I switched to her other cheek. She counted them all to twenty one. Her ass was fire engine red. She turned to me tears running down her cheeks. "Thank you, Master."

Ellika carefully climbed back up on the hood of the truck. "Will you let me cum, Master? I will not demand my pleasure but will take the gift from my Chieftain."

I knelt and buried my face in Ellika's pussy. Her juices were flowing out from between her flaxen hair covered pussy lips. She groaned when my tongue teased her anus and pushed to open her just a bit.

My two long fingers went up inside her wet pussy and found her g-pad. My lips closed on her swollen clit and I quickly brought her to a powerful climax. I pulled my fingers out of her clutching pussy and she sprayed her cum against my chest. I had at least taken off my shirt. Her body trembled on the hood of the truck as pleasure swept her away.

"Oh Fuck, Master. Another one please, my Chieftain. Claim your captured Princess and do to her as you wish..... please," she whimpered.

Maureen denied me Ellika's ass so I wet my thumb and pushed it into her dark passage. "Oh Fuck, Master," she moaned. I gripped her swollen clit with my lips and used my two long fingers to fill her pussy. Soon her ass and pussy clamped down on my fingers and she thrashed on the hood like she had been tazered.

I stood but kept my fingers inside Ellika. "Ah, Sean, we have company," Maureen whispered.

I turned and two women stepped off the bus and it pulled away. What looked like the younger one, with long black and purple hair, had her fingers over her mouth and a shocked expression in her eyes. Jennifer had told me they do not accept any females under eighteen and that one looked like she just made the limit.

The older woman with long brunette hair had a broad smile on her face and walked up beside me. She gripped my cock and stroked it until I was rock hard again. She pulled my hand back and my fingers slide from Ellika's wet pussy. She moved my cock crown up and down between golden pussy lips and centered it in the doorway to her vagina.

She put a hand low on my back and pushed me forward. My wet cockhead slowly breached into Ellika's vagina. "Fuck her!" she growled. I moved Ellika's thighs up by her tits and pulled her lower on the truck hood. My long thick cock slid deep into her wet heat. I pulled back and thrust forward. I did that over and over tapping the full depths of her pussy.

The brunette woman must have seen the cut on Ellika's left breast because she bent over the hood and took the right nipple and areola into her mouth and sucked. Ellika groaned from the penetration of my cock and the action on her tit.

That woman stood and kissed me deeply hissing her breath with mine. She bent over and held Ellika's left thigh and brought my hand under her own skirt. Her panties were pulled down below her ass and she pushed my fingers within her wet pussy lips. I catch on quick and my two long fingers found the opening to her pussy and pushed up inside. That lady groaned and wet my fingers.

I synchronized thrusting my cock into Ellika and my fingers into the brunette stranger. It wasn't long before they both screamed and shook through a climax. My balls got soaked by Ellika's pussy spraying her juices past my tight cock and my hand and wrist sprayed by the new older arrival.

The brunette's hand pulled hard on my ballsack and I screamed as bolts of cum shot out my cockhead and painted white the doorway to Ellika's womb. I trembled doing a jig as I thrust deep into her hot wet flesh shooting pulse after pulse of my cum. I let out a long breath and stood linked to Ellika's pussy like a cur and his bitch thrusting deep.

The brunette knelt beside me and grabbed the base of my cock. She pulled my cock out of Ellika and quickly took me deep into her mouth. She sucked tightly back up to my crown and must have taken the last of my cum onto her tongue.

She swallowed and cleaned by cock. She pushed me aside and put her lips to Ellika's pussy and captured my leaking cum. She stood and walked to the other newcomer pulling down her black and purple hair in the back. When she shrieked the brunette kissed her. I'm sure she released my cum because the young one fought to escape.

A four wheeler pulled up with Jennifer and Felicia in the front and another female in the back. "Give us Ellika," Felicia said softly. As gently as possible I cradled her and laid her naked on Felicia's lap. I then collected Ellika's boots, clothes and revolver and put them in a basket on the cart.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know this would happen," I said as an excuse.

"It's fine Sean. Maureen broadcast the whole event on the big screen in the common room," Jennifer said smiling. "I'm lucky your knife was still in your truck or I think I'd have your initials carved into my ass. Come here and kiss me then I think it best you get dressed and get going."

She turned to the two newcomers and told them to get in the back. She put her hand behind my neck and kissed me deeply. With her other hand she palmed my ballsack then ran her fingers down my softening cock.

"Perhaps Maureen can arrange for you to be here next fruit harvest. You should see some sprouts of your own by then. Seriously, thank you for all you and Maureen have done for 'The Second Chance Ranch'. That's our official name. Be well."

She drove off 'into the sunset' as they say. A short haired blonde stood by the gate controls, hand on her revolver and watched me dress. I tossed the blanket behind the seats making a mental note to get it washed or leave it out in the rain.

Pushing my welcome to the outer limits I asked the blonde if she wanted a kiss goodbye. "Get the hell be gone!" she growled. I got in the truck and Maureen started it. "Zero to sixty cannot outrun a bullet you idiot!" Maureen snapped at me.

"Guess we have some arrangements to make....."

NOTE BY AUTHOR: The main sexual adventures stop here. You can read on to the end but all that follows details what Sean did for the 'Second Chance Ranch' and for the women he bred and valued. It fills in the character of the man. ZD8.

Epilog:

"Mistress Jennifer, there is a Beamer with a well dressed woman and two tractor trailers at the gate. The one trailer has six four-wheel vehicles and the other has what looks like a communication tower and construction equipment and supplies. What should I do?..... Alright I'll tell her."

"You may drive up to the main house but the other stuff stays here until Mistress Jennifer is advised as to what is happening."

Later in the Common Room.

"So your benefactor is making an offer you can't refuse. The corporation has already purchased and paid off the mortgage to the buildings and larger surrounding land areas. The property now extends to include the lake giving you access to fresh water. Pipes and a pumping station will be erected to bring the water to your crop fields and orchards and the living quarters."

"Here is the deed. It is titled to 'The Second Chance Ranch' and requires seven women be on the Board of Directors with you, Jennifer, as Chairwoman. Your benefactor suggests you hold an initial election then one every four years. No one person can serve for more than twelve years in any combination."

"If you allow it, that same corporation will set up a communication tower bringing high speed internet access to the Ranch. There is also construction equipment and building supplies to build you a state of the art school and education facility. Once completed a shipment of top of the line computers will be installed and as many laptops delivered as you require. A huge solar array will be installed and supplement the power."

"The corporation will also build and equip a state of the art medical facility, staffed with full time doctors; one ObGyn, one General Practitioner and one Pediatrician; all female. The benefactor anticipates a number of females on the ranch will require those doctors soon. Should it ever be required you will have access to a medical evac copter."

"There are only a few constraints. If 'The Second Chance Ranch' fails to continue in its stated purpose, the land and buildings will revert back to an irrevocable trust and lock, stock and barrel will be sold at auction and residents required to leave."

"The more important constraint is that every resident, current and future, get a GED if they have not graduated high school. That is a required 100% compliance. The corporation would like to see many residents get an on-line associates or college degree; even advanced masters or law degrees."

The corporation would like the residents to complete STEM majors or in one or more concentrations in farm management, farming, agriculture, land management, agronomy, agronomics, agribusiness, cultivation, tillage and animal husbandry but of course only by female candidates. If you require on-site instructors they must be female."

"The six four-wheelers are a gift regardless of your decision. They run on propane so a large safe propane tank will be provided and filled as needed by a female run company. All the workers on the projects should you agree to them, will be female."

"You have two hours to decide. You must hold your initial election now and seven persons must sign their name on the last page and begin their tenure on the board. Your benefactors have provided three initial names, plus Mistress Jennifer as Director, so elections are for three others."

"Attempting on-line searches to identify your benefactors or the owning corporation will prove fruitless. I will wait in the kitchen."

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"Yes Master it is all done. They took just over an hour for elections and seven names appear on the document. I am sending you a snap shot. Yes, Sir, Candace, Ellika and Felicia have signed and of course Jennifer, and three elected others."

"Will that be all Master? I'll have a lot of legal work to do. Oh good, here come the tractor trailers. Yes I'm to leave them also. Good day Sir. Good bye Maureen. Hugs and kisses. It would be a wonderful day to meet you some day Sister."

A Follow Up

"Yes Sir the class rooms are well attended and computers are well used. Projections on farm output are ahead of target. The doctors are settled in and treating female residents as needed. They had a rush on their services when a number of residents gave birth at about the same time."

"Funny you should ask Master, but yes, there seemed to be a tribe of little red haired female babies. Did he have anything to do with that, Maureen?" Laughing could be heard on the cell phone.

"Yes Sir before I left I sought out each mother and handed them the sealed envelope. It took all this time to find random unmarked bills. One mother seemed to have red haired female twins and a scar above her nursing breast in the shape of an "S". Yes Sir I gave the Nubian Princess her envelope."

"I told each recipient they may use the gift as they saw fit but no local banks. If a deposit or investment is required they may Fed-Ex the paperwork to the specific banks identified. A banking card will be provided for access to any funds. Yes Sir, I explained about the maturity date of their child's investment fund. Yes, Master I will continue my attorney relationship with the Ranch and monitor the progress."