Founders Ch. 120

120: Friday, Makara 6, 233. 1100 hours OST: Life Goes On

"Gently now, gently," coaxed Zach. He had delivered multiple babies himself. He could get through this!

Colleen, the colony governor, was flat on her back, her legs wide, her tummy huge. The intention was to slow their baby down so she would not tear. She'd had their two boys standing up and crouching over many hours. This one was coming out fast! Her contractions had started only two hours ago. Now, the baby was crowning.

Zach's colleague Sandra was there providing medical care and supervision since Zach was technically out of his mind. Zach tried to calm himself as he marveled at Colleen's beauty. This was a natural process, he reminded himself. Her breasts swelled and bulged with milk. Her cunt lips, usually so delicate, were swollen huge with hormones, and the baby's head was now somehow not wildly oversized for her passage. Her blonde bush was still delicate as he ran his fingers through it to soothe her. Her hips worked instinctively to push their baby out, the same hips that had given pleasure to so many of the colony's men and women, including most notably himself.

"Stop your fussing, Zach," said Colleen testily. "I've done this before."

Their baby slid out with a rush of fluids and joined the conversation. "Waaaaah!" Zach caught the precious child. She was a girl! He held the precious babe, their first girl. The baby looked up at him in wonder.

"Looks like no tearing," said Sandra. She clamped and cut the umbilical cord.

"Give her," ordered Colleen, and Zach dutifully handed the baby over. "Oh, these tits have been waiting for you! You and I are going to have a nice suckle, a nice burp, and a nice nap."

"Not until you birthe your placenta, young lady," said Sandra. "Have you chosen a name?"

"Since she came out so fast, I'm fully decided," said Colleen. "We have to name her Jett."

"Perfect," said Zach. They'd had the name Jett planned out with a fair amount of assurance if the baby was a girl. So now Zach and Colleen had three children together: two boys, Jackson and Dhanus, and now a girl, Jett.

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Eleven days later, on Makara 17, Jett was in Zach's arms fast asleep as he watched the women go through their wellness ritual at the pregnancy party held every month in the saloon. He was one of only a few men in attendance. This time, Alexis and others were calling it a childbirth party, since everyone who wanted to be pregnant already was. There were no pregnancy or paternity tests taken or urine samples collected.

Zach and all the colony men sorely missed the public spectacle the meeting had been until recently. The portable potty and bidet were still available behind a screen for those who wanted or needed to partake, but nobody did.

Instead, a lot of scheduling was discussed. The average gestation period of a woman appeared to be forty weeks on both Earth and Mars. This period is a bit more than nine Terrestrial months, but is exactly ten Martian months. Even though the Martian days were slightly longer, it appeared that the gestation period measured in days for women stayed the same between Earth and Mars.

Alexis had started these monthly meetings and normally ran them. She was the colony mayor and the boss of all colony mining operations and personnel. With Alexis's blessing, Noa ran the meeting this time. Alexis had hired and brought Noa to Mars to serve as the colony's whore, to put it bluntly. More accurately, she was a sex therapist. Most of the time, her therapy did not involve spreading her legs for a client. Her work generally was more like facilitation. In the many months since her arrival, even the most conservative of wives now welcomed her presence and expertise.

As they spoke, the women distinguished themselves into five groups. Three women were still on birth control and were not trying to get pregnant. Seven women had already given birth, had healed, and were back to having sex. Three women had given birth recently and were not back to having sex. The other eight women were still expecting.

The three women who were on birth control were Siri, a Colony Two doctor; Sierra, commander of the Colony Two Mining Mission; and Noa, the aforementioned colony sex therapist.

Siri wanted children but hadn't found the right man yet, or the right man hadn't found her. She'd attracted and sampled Zach early on. It seemed that whenever he got close to her, she would find some way to give him pause. She'd had practically every man in the colony at one time or another.

Sierra also wanted children, but after her literally abortive attempt with her ex-husband Dallas, she didn't feel her home situation was stable enough. She was committed to Colleen and Zach as lovers, but she didn't want to live in the mayhem of Trigonometry, and perhaps that wasn't entirely honest. Perhaps the Dallas episode still spooked her in terms of baby level commitment.

Noa felt her work as colony therapist was too important in these first few years to interrupt with a baby or three. She lived for the colony for the time being.

There were seven women who were back to having sex. Lava and Sandra were doctors, who like Zach, were nearly unemployed given the low ratio of colonists to doctors. Martha was a botanist working with Charisse in the agricultural dome. Adah and Naz were physicists working with Anming. Savannah was a geologist on Alexis's staff. Sanya was an engineer, often working on maintenance of colony systems. Without going into details in front of the men, all reported good results with postpartum sex. Noa suggested the next meeting should be women only so that the women could get into extensive and graphic detail, dish on the men in their lives, and most importantly, ask many questions without fear of embarrassing themselves. All the women agreed.

The three women were still recovering from childbirth. Agatha had given birth on the third of Copernicus, last month. She was command crew who worked with Colleen to govern the colony. Becky had given birth on the fifth of Copernicus. She was the mining company's lead attorney. Colleen had just given birth on the sixth of Makara. She was Colony One commander and governor of the colony.

Thirteen women were in various stages of pregnancy. Of the women still pregnant, Ayana and especially Michaela were getting huge. They were both Colony One crew, being a doctor and an astrophysicist from that crew respectively. These were their third children. Michaela reported actively having lots of penetrative sex with various partners. Ayana was a lesbian, so she was having no sex with men but plenty of sex generally. They were both due in two months.

A pile of babies from Stacy, Colette, and Irma were due in two and a half months at the beginning of Pisces. Stacy worked in the agriculture dome. Colette was a master prospector. Irma was a doctor.

Colette, the geologist, was Colony One crew having her third child. Sexually, Colette had a consensual slave relationship with Alexis as her master. Alexis permitted and required her to have abundant sex with multiple partners. The choice to have and raise children, not being strictly a sexual choice, was her own.

Stacy the botanist and Irma the doctor were both Mission Two crew, so these were their first children. These women were both Trigonometry wives with Zach, but differently. Stacy saw him every other week. Otherwise, she had an active sex life outside that relationship. Being affiliated with the garden girls, she regularly had sex with Lee. She also had other lovers. Irma, on the other hand, was exclusively and frequently with Zach, seeing him pretty much every lunch hour and also one night a week.

Babies from Khushi, Minna, Aanya, and Charisse were due in about three months. Khushi, Aanya, and Charisse were all Mission One having their third child, while Minna was Mission Two having her first. Khushi, an engineer, had only two lovers, Ayana and Zach. A Trigonometry wife, she saw Zach one night a week and was otherwise with Ayana. Minna the geologist was also a Trigonometry wife, but was exclusive to Zach. She woke him up every morning and also spent a night with him alongside Irma. She and Irma were just buddies, but each enjoyed watching the other have sex with Zach. They would share the occasional kiss or cum swap. Irma was very vocal during sex, and Minna enjoyed watching this. Likewise, Minna often needed to be restrained during sex she got so wild, and Irma enjoyed watching this.

Aanya and Charisse both lived in the saloon, and they were botanists and Garden Girls together. Aanya, a microbiologist, was with Ethan for the most part. Without her having to say it, everyone knew that she got with Zach occasionally and was in fact having his child. Being Garden Girls, both women had frequent sex with Lee. Charisse went beyond this and had a generous open door policy with all the colony men. It wasn't talked about much in recent times, but Charisse, Michaela, and Alexis formed the original Breeding Bitches, and all had the distinction of having had all the colony men and many of the colony women between their legs at one point or another.

Pam, a geologist, was due in four months. Her arrangement was similar to Khushi's in that she lived with her lesbian partner Tara and was also bisexual and a Trigonometry wife with Zach. She and Tara saw Zach together one night a week. Unlike Ayana, Tara was actively and frequently sexual with Zach. They just had a chemistry. Tara wasn't interested in men in general.

Noa mentioned that Anming, who was absent from the meeting, was due in four and a half months. Anming was the leader of the astrophysicists and considered humanity's leading astrophysicist. She was also a deeply troubled woman. She was in retreat. She was not currently having sex.

Tara, an engineer and Pam's partner, was due in five and a half months. She was having shockingly good sex with both Pam and Zach. She was getting more comfortable with publicly saying she slept with Zach on a regular basis. She'd identified as purely lesbian before discovering her attraction to Zach. It had certainly made the choice of surrogate much easier on her.

Alexis the mayor was due in six and a half months. She had carefully engineered her procreation with Lou. Now that she was successfully knocked up by him, she was back to her wild and wanton ways as queen of the colony and the saloon in particular.

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The next day after the newly named childbirth party, just after dinner, Zach met an excited Homer at the door of the apartment he shared with Agatha. Homer had Agatha's lovely six week old baby boy Peter tucked into one arm. Zach hadn't had an opportunity to see the child. The boy was a beautiful buttery color, a mixture of the color of Agatha's former lover Kiaan and her own very pale complexion.

Normally, Zach would be visiting Pam and Tara on a Wednesday evening, but he had arranged with them to meet Friday evening instead. It was a special evening for Agatha. She was finally cleared for penetrative sex after the birth of her first child.

Because she'd had a rough third trimester, Agatha hadn't seen Zach or had sex for over two months. Knowing her profound need, Homer hastened up the stairs with Zach and opened her bedroom door. He revealed Agatha sitting on her knees, thighs spread in the middle of her big bed.

Even sitting on her widespread knees in the middle of her big bed, she looked very official. Her facial features were beautiful, with a delicate nose, wide moist lips, and big soulful brown eyes. Still it seemed as though she always regarded people and the world with a perpetual dominant scowl. Regarding Zach in this moment, he could see her lust for him, but yeah, still the scowl. She didn't mean it, he knew now. She had resting scowl face. It was a shame.

Her tasteful black lingerie accented her creamy pale complexion and black hair exquisitely. Knowing Zach's enjoyment of pussy hair, she had started to grow hers out again. She kept the burgeoning bush severely trimmed on the edges, as fit her personality. Under the severe surface lurked a young woman who craved his firm hand. He could see her thighs tremble.

"I've been waiting so long," Agatha whimpered. "Fuck me now, Zach. Fuck me immediately!"

As Agatha urged him to hurry, Zach carefully undressed her, caressing every square centimeter of skin. He kissed and licked her wetly from anus to clit and back again until she gasped and shrieked in orgasm. "I should've had you licking me! I thought I would be too tempted. I would have been! I've missed you so profoundly, my bull! Please take and destroy my cunt and fill me with pleasure this instant! Enough teasing!" She threw her head back and orgasmed again. "Owuhh!"

Agatha could get melodramatic. He would not be rushed or goaded into causing her pain. He would not relent until she had enjoyed at least five minutes of cunnilingus. She was a shrieking wild mess, far more energetic than he had ever seen her. They had started their affair when Agatha was already seven months pregnant. This was a new side of her he was seeing. At any rate, she was now as wet as she ever got.

Agatha grunted in pain as the entrance to her tiny pussy was forced open wide by Zach's cock head. She was wet and slippery, but so tight would take real force for him to penetrate deeper and it would hurt her. She would feel pleasure too, and it was what she wanted, but there was a better way. With a grunt of frustration, he withdrew his throbbing urgent member.

"Wait! What are you doing?!" Agatha complained. "Get back here right now Zach and fuck me stupid! You can piss or whatever later! I need it now this instant!"

"If I do this, you won't be able to sit down for a week," Zach argued.

"I don't care!" Agatha blustered. "Make me bleed! I want it!"

"There's a better way," said Zach. "Homer, get over here and fuck your wife."

"No! Wait!" Agatha demanded. "He's not allowed! He's never ever been in my cunt, and he won't ever be unless perhaps someday I want another baby."

"Well, you need some gentle stretching," said Zach. "Can I see it, Homer?" Homer dropped his pants and jerked on his stiffly erect member. "Look, it's as long as mine."

"I don't think so," chided Agatha.

"And almost as thick," added Zach.

"You must be joking," Agatha spat.

"And you WILL accept your husband so you can be stretched," insisted Zach. "Otherwise, I'm leaving. I already don't like your nasty attitude toward Homer, and I don't enjoy fucking women who are crying out in pain, even if they are sick enough to want me to. Your choice."

Agatha fell silent and passive and turned her head away. "Go ahead, cuck. This may be the only chance you ever get."

"I won't do it if you're going to be angry with me," said Homer. "I thought we've been getting along better."

Agatha sighed. "We have been. I know this is not your fault. It's the fault of my fucking nasty perverse bull, the fucking asshole who won't take what's his."

"He doesn't want to hurt you, sweetest," Homer ventured.

"Get on with it," said Zach. "As soon as you're dripping Homer's spunk out of your baby hole, I'm willing to give it another try."

"See, that's reasonable, isn't it darling?" Homer argued gently.

Agatha huffed in exasperation and spread her knees. "Climb on, husband, and fucking get it done."

Homer slid onto the bed. Trembling with excitement, he got between his wife's legs. With a shaking voice, he advised, "Let me know if you feel any discomfort, my treasure."

"Unlikely," Agatha smirked at Homer's chest, him being much taller. "OH-holy-fuck-fuck!" she shrieked as Homer thrust wetly inside her with all the speed and vigor of an overexcited virgin. He really was quite long. Zach could tell that Homer was hitting deep inside his wife, possibly deeper than even Zach had ever reached. Zach stroked his cock and looked on as Homer's lightning fast excited whimpering thrusts continued. Agatha grew beet red, orgasmed, and tried to hide it as a cough. Her perpetual scowl momentarily disappeared, replaced by an expression of sublime nasty enjoyment. Perhaps she really did love and lust after her husband. At any rate, it was the most endearing thing she'd ever done in front of Zach.

With an excited wail, Homer bent into a bow-shaped trembling rictus as he jetted the entire active contents of his testicles into his wife. He grunted and barked out his orgasmic love to his wife with jerking hips. After over a minute of ecstasy, he relaxed to lightly cover his pale wife, his dark skin making beautiful contrast. "You two look so beautiful together," said Zach, jerking his iron-hard cock and thrumming with tense need. "I'm not sure if I can hold back. Do you want it on your face, Agatha?"

"Fuck no!" Agatha shrilled, rolling a nearly unconscious Homer off herself like so much discarded lumber and violently spreading her dripping, lathered cooch in Zach's direction. "You'll keep your promise and get into my fucking cunt right this second!" she growled in her most imperious of command voices.

Zach covered her, and with a grunt of deep pleasure, thrust with tight wet purpose in and up past her sloppy cervix. He stretched into her vaginal extent and forced out Homer's seed with a loud burping squelch.

"Y-yesss," Agatha whimpered. "Rip me open with your giant fucking cock you fucking marvel of nature!"

In reality, Zach knew he was not all that big, maybe slightly thicker than Homer. Agatha was petite, and her pussy was petite for a woman her size. Homer really had slicked up the way very completely. He was fairly certain now that Agatha would enjoy herself instead of being crippled.

Zach knew Agatha enjoyed being submissive and enjoyed being taken forcefully. At Zach's third stroke she orgasmed loudly, "Oh gosh! HUK... OHHHHH!" He knew she wasn't faking it. A few dozen strokes later, she came harder, "HUK..... OHHHHHH!!" This became the norm every few minutes as he took her hard on her back with her feet on his shoulders. Her face and chest flushed with the effort and power of her orgasms, "GUK..... HOHHHHH!!!" As he pulled out to put her on her knees, she came again with a shriek and squirted and peed out a tiny stream onto the bed. He put her knees down right there, wanting her to kneel in her wet product as he fucked her.

Agatha seemed to be having harder, more profound orgasms postpartum. Perhaps she had just missed Zach. Perhaps this is how she'd been before pregnancy. Perhaps she'd really enjoyed being forced to accommodate her husband. Perhaps Zach was inspired seeing Homer fuck Agatha. It had humanized her a bit.

At any rate, Agatha was being an insatiable wildcat. She writhed, grunted, yelled, and orgasmed much more forcefully than Zach had ever seen. After six of his orgasms and countless of hers, she collapsed into the bed, dead asleep, like a toddler who had stayed up too late. She looked truly deeply satisfied.

Zach retrieved his clothes as Homer grunted and ejaculated one last time on Agatha's bare sleeping haunch. "Oh God, thank you so much Zach, I've never had such exquisite pleasure in my entire life! Now I can die happy."

"Don't you dare," said Zach. "We're only getting started. I've decided that I love watching you fuck your wife. The energy! The noise! The contrast! The slippery nasty tightness of her cunt afterwards! If you don't mind, could I get your help every time I visit?"

"She might not like that," Homer trembled. "I think it was okay just this one time, since you insisted. Maybe we shouldn't push our luck." He turned away and looked in on Peter, who was sleeping peacefully in his crib in the corner.

"Look, Agatha is not the boss of you," said Zach. "You two are equal partners, and I want this for you. Once she gets used to it, I know she'll enjoy it too. She married you for a reason beyond your steady job. You two look beautiful fucking together, one of the most beautiful couples I've ever seen get it on. I've been strongly considering quitting being Agatha's bull because she's been such an insufferable witch. But now, the look on her face as she came under you, exquisite! I fell in love with her in that moment. Now I can't quit."

"Okay Zach," said Homer. "Just so you know, I'm happy with the way things are. I'm not going to push it. We'll see what she says. We'll discuss it next time."

"Has she been treating you okay?" Zach asked him.

"Better than okay," said Homer. "She got a fear that I would sneak off and see other women. The oral has been almost continuous. Of course I wouldn't have. Either she didn't believe me or she just needed something to do."

"You know, many women would have you in a heartbeat, including most of my wives," Zach pointed out. "A man needs to plunge his dick into a pussy every once in awhile at least. Don't kill yourself. Noa would take you in a heartbeat."

"I know, but I'm genuinely not interested," said Homer. "Agatha is difficult as it is. More than one woman is too complicated."

"Noa is no strings attached," said Zach.

"There's no such thing as no strings attached," said Homer.

With that, Zach shook his head and left Homer and Agatha's apartment.

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On Makara 20, Becky was cleared for sex after the birth of her second child. She had a big party planned in the saloon with a big cake.

Also planned, after every colonist had been served a slice of cake, was a special show. Martha and Zach had agreed in advance to help Becky with her planned entertainment. This would be Becky's most extreme display of exhibitionism yet. It had made her hot to think about and plan it as she waited for her special day. Now the moment had arrived. She gritted her teeth with embarrassment, lifted up her dress, and braced her hands on a booth table. She wasn't wearing any undies. Everyone in the saloon could see her smooth Latina butt.

Martha was under the table, and dove in with her mouth and fingers from the front, exciting Becky's exposed puss rapidly towards orgasm. Martha liked this position because she was mostly hidden from the crowd of cheering hooting onlookers. Becky's face was flushed with excitement and embarrassment as Martha sucked her clit deliciously in front of the whole colony. Becky groaned as her ass trembled with growing excitement. Zach ripped the back of her dress and pulled it down, exposing her flushed breasts as she orgasmed with a bark and a whimper on Martha's tongue. The crowd roared. Out of the corner of his eye, Zach saw pants unzipped and skirts raised everywhere.

Becky's asshole had been prepared in advance. Zach smeared a little cake icing on it anyway. He thrust into her rear end as the entire crowd watched them. Becky hollered in joy as Zach's balls met Martha's chin. The crowd clapped in rhythm to Zach's thrusts as he sodomized Becky forcefully against the booth table. Martha continued to lap and suck between Becky's trembling legs. Excitement was so high that Zach only lasted five minutes, if that. He moaned in joy as he ejaculated hotly into her backside. Becky orgasmed with him and gushed into Martha's face, causing her to choke and cough.

Martha climbed out from under the table, her face hot with embarrassment, trying desperately to clear her throat. The crowd cheered. Relaxing peacefully, Zach called for men with a need to ejaculate onto Becky. Ethan was the first to do so, earning him a dark look from Aanya. Jason, Lou, Homer, and Aiden did so in quick succession. Agatha was smiling, so good for her and good for Homer realizing this was harmless fun.

Martha cleared her throat and let out a whoop and a laugh as Lee let out a copious flood of ejaculate across her legs and onto Becky. She was familiar with Lee from their Garden Girls encounters, so this didn't spook her.

Becky stood up and addressed the crowd in her best stentorian voice, "Thank you all for coming! Whoop!" The whoop was because Nik had ejaculated from the second floor balcony. He was directly above her, so most of his load landed in her hair, on her back, or on the booth table. "That was a surprise, Nik. Thank you. As I was saying, ohmygosh!" This time, Kayaan had sidled up to her and showered her belly with his load. "Well. Interruptions. Thank you Kayaan. Any more? Okay, I want to announce auditions for 'Little Shop of Horrors' will take place here at 0700 hours on Tuesday, Aquarius 3, eleven days from now."

"Uuh!" said Dallas as he stepped up and ejaculated his load straight onto Becky's bush and slit. Zach flinched but figured he needed to allow it considering he had called for contributors. Becky took it with a smile and a nod. Dallas wiped his last dribble from the tip of his penis onto Becky's belly and asked her in a low tone, "What incentives will we have for showing up?"

Becky took a step away from Dallas. "Dallas asked about incentives! We'll have plenty!" she announced with a smile to the room. "Be on time or you'll miss Alexis popping you-know-whats out of you-know-where. Anybody she misses gets a prize. She's a terrible shot, so don't miss out!"

"Turnabout is fair play!" shouted Colleen. "In exchange for whipping Colette last time, I think Alexis should get an equal number of whips this time." There was a smattering of applause for the idea.

"There should be some retribution," said Noa, "But none of us want to see more whipping. Perhaps a milder punishment?"

"Smack her bottom with a rolled up colony newsletter!" suggested Becky.

"She'll only enjoy that," said Colette. "We have a leather paddle for administering spanks. I don't think that would offend anybody too much. I propose spanking her until her bottom is nice and pink." There was widespread applause. Clearly this was the popular choice.

"All right then, by popular acclaim, Colette will spank Alexis until her rump is nice and pink," said Becky. "After the auditions, we'll hold another raffle. There will be some definitely new people in the lineup. We're recruiting for that, so, ladies, talk to me if you're interested in volunteering. Sorry gentlemen, I know you'd all volunteer if you could. Just to be clear, provided the situation is heterosexual, are there any colony men who would not volunteer if they could?"

Homer raised his hand. Aanya elbowed Ethan, who raised his hand. Adah glared at Lyndon until he raised his hand. Other women looked frustrated at that.

And with that, the show was over. The rest of the cake was gathered up for tomorrow evening's Trigonometry dinner dessert. Even with clothes ripped and covered in cum, Becky walked happily and proudly home to Trigonometry and a hot shower. A crowd of mostly men walked with her, Martha, and Zach to the Trigonometry House door, cheering and ogling.

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The next morning, Zach met his lovely older astrophysicist wife Naz in the Trigonometry kitchen. She managed to choke out a question, which he knew was actually a request. "Dear one, would you mind terribly if I put myself in the audition raffle?" Immediately, Naz blushed with the nastiness of her request. She had been pretty much exclusive with Zach except for a little fluffing from Lou back before she was pregnant.

"You have my blessing," Zach said, kissing her neck passionately. "Though the rules of our marriage are clear that I have no say in the matter. I'm curious, though. Why?"

"Though I must seem refined, in my family and in my world I've always been a bit of a wild adventurer," Naz confided. "Colony life has grown a little stuffy. I still enjoy us and would not trade our marriage for anything. But sample?" She giggled like a schoolgirl.

"Knowing you're an experienced woman, I've never pressed you on it," said Zach. "Yes, go have fun. Go get some. And report back, if you're willing."

"A lady never kisses and tells," Naz made clear.

The evening of Aquarius 3 rolled around all too quickly. The entire colony showed up in the saloon to audition for Little Shop of Horrors. Perhaps they all showed up to see Alexis pop ping-pong balls out of her cooter. At any rate, they all showed up.

Alexis was prepared for many misses and a resulting huge gangbang. She started an hour early as a result. Colette set up a great big target eight feet away for each of the men to stand in front of. If Alexis hit the guy or the target, it was a pass. As a result, she only missed four guys. She missed Jason because she started to laugh. She missed Kayaan because she got distracted. She just plain missed Grant, maybe on purpose. She fired a dud, probably on purpose, and didn't reach Manish.

Alexis rode Jason in her squirmy way that often made him shoot quickly, but it generally took him a long time to cum. While she was working on Jason, she had Kayaan enter her well-lubricated asshole. Kayaan finished quickly. She got Grant to plug up her cummy butthole and push in more cum in fairly short order. Jason was still holding on when Manish levered his substantial member into Alexis's anus and thrust into her rectum. Her shrieking orgasms from having both Jason and Manish thrusting inside her brought both men quickly over the top.

After the men were out of the way, Colette descended with the leather paddle to whack Alexis's cummy ass and pussy, making ferocious splashes. Within a few whacks, her ass was nice and pink. There was a mess of cum for Colette to clean up, which she happily did with her tongue. Alexis's duties thus discharged, she had time for a shower before the auditions started.

Since Little Shop of Horrors was also a musical, auditions went much as they had for Guys and Dolls. Dance auditions were done in small groups. People sang a few bars of a song for the vocal auditions. Things moved pretty quickly.

The night ended with a generous raffle of an evening of passion with ten individuals. As stories of some of the other nights of unexpected passion from these raffle pairings had circulated, more colony women had expressed an interest.

Eight nude women and two nude men faced the crowd with smiles ranging from bold to very shy. Parinaaz the astrophysicist, lovely Naz, could barely stand there, naked and trembling, and hid her face. Her black neatly trimmed muff trembled. Becky stood there nude with a smile and an equally black and neatly trimmed muff. She gave Naz a quick sisterly hug. Next was a nude and coppery Khushi with her trimmed black bush, pregnant belly, and generous bouncing tits. Her D-cups jutted high and proud.

What, had all Zach's wives volunteered? Hopeless voyeur that he was, his cock sprang to life and started filling with blood.

Lava stood next to Zach's three wives, pale, small, and tiny-titted with a prominent bare cleft and a big smile. Next to her stood the even shorter but stocky Sanya shaved smooth and bare. She was blushing. Alexis and Colette stood separately, by themselves, which was a twist.

The eighth girl was the most surprising, his wife Minna. She had always been concerned that she would seriously injure a random untrained partner during sex. Since having Lou as her second sex partner ever after the New Year party, she had apparently decided to take the bull by the horns. She held a spreader bar in one hand and handcuffs and a jaw spreader in the other. She apparently intended to explain their need and use to anybody who picked her. Her tits and neatly trimmed blonde puss were completely delightful, as were her smile and dimples.

For the heterosexual women, Dallas the blowhard engineer and Jules the handsome French geologist filled out the selection of individuals to be raffled off. Though Dallas's personality left much to be desired, he was an extremely handsome and fit rascal with a big thick dick on display.

The first name picked was Lee. Lee chose Naz. Naz crept down from the stage. Lee hugged her excitedly. Naz smiled and eyed him with some interest. Lee was a real bodybuilder these days and smelled great. Zach expected that Naz had heard stories from Martha and others about Lee's prolific ways. Both Lee and Naz seemed shy and excited. Zach felt happy.

Charisse won the raffle next. She picked Jules Arnaud, the French geologist. He climbed off the stage and into her arms.

Agatha won next and picked Dallas. She let out a whoop when Dallas picked her up, threw her up in the air, and caught her.

Savannah and Stacy both took the ten Martian dollars.

Tara asked Becky politely and somewhat shyly whether she would be willing to spend the night with her. Becky, full of nerves, nodded yes. Both Pam and Martha looked on jealously, saw each other, and laughed. Clearly there was some chemistry among the four of them.

Siri and Sierra both took the ten dollars.

Joel enthusiastically picked Minna for his prize. They were coworkers, so their brief conversation and decidedly G-rated hug afterward was very cute as far as Zach was concerned. Joel had a look of concern and concentration as Minna held up the spreader bar and explained its various cuffs and features. She slipped the jaw spreader into her mouth and then back out, and then had Joel put it into her mouth and remove it. As she explained, she slapped him gently across the face, then made claws with her hands. Joel was mesmerized and grinning ear to ear.

Zach was so intent on watching this exchange that he almost missed Lyuben the geologist claiming Khushi as his prize. They both smiled intensely at each other. Perhaps they hadn't really met before. They made a cute couple. Lyuben was a handsome, short, stocky redhead. Khushi was a coppery-skinned archetypal beauty with double D tits, dark brown eyes and hair dark as black coffee. She was an inch taller than him. He was not intimidated by this. He looked proud. She kneeled, pulled out the front of his stretch pants, took a peek at his hard pecker, and smiled up at him.

Kiaan chose Sanya. The hugely tall thin dark male geologist made an odd couple with the incredibly short pale stocky female engineer. There was something in the way she looked up at him, though, that convinced Zach the couple would have a profound night together.

Homer and Irma both chose the ten bucks.

Kayaan chose Colette. They smiled knowingly at each other. Zach knew they had been together before, probably many times.

Jason chose Lava. Lava jumped up and down and shrieked like she had won the lottery. There was polite applause along with a slightly disappointed sound among the women. Jason was a popular guy.

Noa chose Alexis. Alexis's cunt was still wet and slick with Jason's cum from before. Noa rammed her fingers into it and gave Alexis a moaning orgasm as they kissed passionately.

The cast list was posted the next day. Seymour, the main protagonist, would be played by Homer. Audrey, his love interest, would be played by Colleen. Mr. Mushnik, the flower shop owner, would be played by Lou the correspondent. His media outlet approved and was in fact very grateful to participate in the colony in this way. Orin the sadistic dentist would be played by Manish.

Sanya, an amateur puppeteer, would do the plant puppeteering. Jason would do the voice of the plant. He had been reasonably good at begging even before the mission. Being Alexis's main squeeze since the four men of Mining Mission One had returned had made him even better at wheedling, comically and otherwise.

The chorus of Crystal, Ronnette, and Chiffon would be played by Irma, Khushi, and Tara. By tradition, it was supposed to be three black ladies. Becky had been optimistic Pam could play Ronnette, but the audition made it clear. No matter how hard she tried, Pam was completely tone deaf.

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On Aquarius 6, Colleen took the hydrogel up her Fallopian tubes and became reversibly sterile, or gelled, as it was called in the vernacular. The era of invasive surgery to tie Fallopian tubes irreversibly had long since passed. This procedure was an office visit more like a vasectomy. Sandra performed it. The procedure was quick. If Colleen ever wanted more kids, a squirt of enzyme up each Fallopian tube would clean the hydrogel out.

Tuesday, Aquarius 17, 233 saw another childbirth party. Only women were allowed to attend, so Zach only knew in general what went on. According to Naz, the colony men, especially Zach, were discussed at length, and at girth, she joked.

After the meeting, it was announced that Siri would auction her womb to the highest bidder when her next fertile week started on Sunday, Pisces 8.

Colleen had Saturday Aquarius 21 all planned out. It was the day she was cleared for penetrative sex. Colleen took Zach up into orbit in one of the landing craft. There, they made zero-g love in the exquisite latest generation fuck sleeve. The latest sleeve could feel pressure. It used these sensors to apply pressure in such a way to help along and accentuate the couple's fucking motions. When they wanted a slow luxurious fuck, it would squeeze them together at the right moments to cause delight. When their fucking was fast and athletic, it would smash them together like an orgasmic car crash. When they weren't fucking or napping, they cuddled and talked about their future together and Zach passing the co-pilot exams.

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Sunday Kumbha 8 was a special Sunday for Zach. Anming was coming out of retreat. At 3 PM, the same group that had assembled for her intervention met in the conference room, with the addition of Aiden, Pam, and Tara. Her friends and colleagues Adah, Naz, and Michaela were there. Alexis was there. Lou was there. Zach was there. In walked Colleen with a smiling Anming. She looked the same, except the smile was more confident and her belly was now seriously swollen with Lou's baby.

"I know I've spoken to you all recently, but I still want to go over my exact plans for participating in the community," said Anming. "For now, I want to be a full time childcare worker. My children visited me often during my retreat, even stayed over, and it gave me tremendous perspective on what my life is all about. She rubbed her tummy and gave Lou a knowing look. He beamed. "I may return to theoretical work in some months. This would indicate my recovery is going well."

"I will live in my own apartment with my two, soon to be three, children. I reject the dictates of conventional Chinese marriage and instead adopt a marriage that maintains the close ties that will support the lives of my three children. Each of my three husbands are welcome in my bedroom in my apartment one night a week." There was nervous laughter. "No, that sounded wrong. They are each welcome on different nights. My husbands will not rule me, they are only welcome guests in my household."

"In addition, I've held myself back too long. My stunted upbringing has robbed me of joy too long. I believe I am bisexual, and Tara, with the permission of her lovely wife Pam, has agreed to explore this with me one night a week for as many weeks as we mutually wish. This arrangement is the same as with the men. She will not rule me or my household. This is only a hopeful romance. Time will tell."

"I will never be unescorted in the Breeding Bitches Saloon ever again. It's a bad place for me, and I'm staying away from it without an escort. For various community events and shows, I want to participate. If you see me in the saloon, please support me by making sure I'm here with an escort. My escort this time is Colleen. Similarly, I'm happy to attend Trigonometry events with an escort."

The next evening at 6 PM, Zach came to dine with Anming and her children at her new apartment. It still had that sparse barely-moved-in look. Victor and Jia were downstairs laughing, joyous, chasing each other and hiding in empty moving boxes in an elaborate game of hide and seek. At 7 PM Jia was put sternly to bed, and likewise Victor at 8 PM.

Zach and Anming stayed up, sitting on her living room couch. Talking led to kissing. Kissing led to light petting. Anming had an orgasm. She hadn't had a man touch her since the new year party five months ago. Breathlessly, she let him carry her to her bedroom. Luckily, the kids were heavy sleepers, because their mama made some noise.

Somehow, making love to Anming was different now, unrestrained. Gone were the complaints and bitterness. She leaned in. She even once pushed him onto his back and rode him to several spectacular orgasms for herself.

Eventually they rested in each other's arms, near sleep, exhausted by Zach finishing in her six times and her orgasming countless times. It was idyllic for Zach. "I've had a wonderful evening, Zachary," Anming said and meant it, eyes full of wonder.

"Me too," said Zach, struck dumb by her beauty and how much he loved her.

"See you same time next week?" Anming asked hopefully.

"O-okay," said Zach, not sure if he was being dismissed. "May I spend the night with you?"

"I haven't had a man in six months, and I know your overnight needs," said Anming. "I've already taken over two hours of pushing and six heavy loads from you. It feels like too much for me tonight to continue. Maybe in a few months I can have you stay over. Everything is so new. I don't know what I can handle yet."

"I understand," said Zach. "Thanks for taking care of yourself." Reluctantly, he climbed out of Anming's bed, dressed, and left her with a goodnight kiss.

Outside Anming's apartment in the cold dome air, Zach was at once so proud of Anming and so deeply disappointed she had kicked him out of her bed. So, he had all night. His wives weren't even expecting him for breakfast. He texted Minna and said, "Change of plans. I'll be there at 8 AM to shower with you." Then he walked to the saloon.

Zach saw and waved to Lou, who was in the corner nursing a drink. Lou waved him over and he sat down. "So tonight was the night, right?" asked Lou.

"Indeed it was," said Zach with a smile.

"Since you're here, and it's 10:30 PM, I'm concerned," said Lou. "Did everything go okay?"

"Everything went fantastically," said Zach. "It's just that the poor woman probably hasn't had so much as a wank in five months, and she wanted to be able to walk in the morning. After two and a half hours, she'd had it, and went straight to sleep. Plus, she's seven months pregnant, you wanker. That's your doing."

Lou laughed. "Understandable. I'm relieved it went well. I was worried she'd gathered hangups somehow instead of set them aside."

"I think you'll find that making love to Anming now is a completely different experience," said Zach. "She's like a completely different woman, a wonderful woman, connected, confident, and savoring life."

For a minute, the men just looked at each other with shit-eating grins on their faces. "Can't wait," Lou squeaked.

"Only a few more days, eh?"

"Correct," said Lou.

Out of the corner of his eye, Zach saw Noa coming down the stairs. "Don't be a stranger," said Zach. He got up and made a beeline for her. With a big smile, she waited for him on the stair. They hugged and kissed. She asked, "Is your heart good tonight, my restless stallion?"

"Yes."

"Tonight was the night, no?"

"Yes."

"I must hear all the details," she purred, and led him trotting up the stairs to her office-cum-bedroom.

Noa put a sign on her door, pushed it shut, and locked it. She pushed Zach onto the bed. She said "Whoops!" pulled off her panties, and put them in her hamper. She sat down and spread for him, dry yet with an interested body language. "If I had known you were coming, I would have been so much better prepared. Worry not, my stallion. I feel my juices flowing already, just seeing you. Seeing you happy. With joy! But so early! What happened?"

"We put the kids to bed by eight," said Zach. "We talked, kissed, and petted on the couch. Then I carried her up to her bedroom. She was open and confident. I felt so close to her! Like we had one heart! I made love to her ravenously, this woman I knew and didn't know. She mounted me, rode me, claimed her own orgasms, things she's never done."

"This is Anming we're talking about," Noa clarified.

"Yeah! Crazy, huh?" said Zach.

Noa emitted a low whistle.

"It was wild," Zach continued. "I was so turned on with her I popped six times in fairly quick succession. After two and a half hours, though, with her not having had sex of any kind, I think, for five months, and being seven months pregnant, it quickly became as much as she could handle. So she kicked me out of bed and said 'see you next week.' I've never been so proud or so devastated."

"Good for her!" said Noa, fist raised. "What an admirable victory of the spirit! What a wonderful experience for you, to see that blossoming, to literally feel it quiver beneath you, eh?"

"Now you're turning me on," said Zach.

"I wonder however why," smirked Noa. "Could it be that you have the night free, and I want you to spend it here? I want you to spend it giving my back entrance incredible pleasure, feeling so close to you. I want to give you my money hole, as Lou calls it, that you love until you growl and let loose with a roar, trying for that baby. I want to wash you with my tongue and take all of you deep in my throat until you explode. But first, my dear man, you must rest! Six times in two hours! It hurts for me to think it."

"I'm fine," said Zach. "Let's get started making you a happy woman."

"That's wonderful, my lover, and let's go slow," said Noa. "I know you'll be recovered in a few hours. Are you hungry, thirsty, need to pee?"

"Actually, I'm thirsty and I need to pee." Hand in hand, they went to the second floor unisex bathroom and locked the door. Zach turned on his phone flashlight to watch closely while Noa peed and pooped. He watched her wash herself and give herself an orgasm with the bidet. After watching, Zach was hard as steel and unable to pee. A surprised Noa very delightedly sucked him to orgasm, getting a salty, dilute load. He emptied his bladder into the toilet soon after. They returned to the bedroom.

Back in Noa's bedroom, Zach kissed and petted Noa's vulva and anus with all combinations of his mouth, his hands, and her eclectic collection of toys for about an hour, giving her countless orgasms. Normally he didn't have such patience, and he relished having it. At the end, he was very hard and straining.

Noa made him promise only one time before he slept some, in the ass please, with her favorite toy in the front. This was exciting and very intimate for her. She only used her vagina in her work. Her asshole was for her lover Zach. She didn't entirely exclude other men, but it would have to be a very special moment or circumstance. Since her arrival, she could still count those on the fingers of one hand, where delicious Zach had plowed her behind hundreds of times. It was her greatest most emotionally close delight.

Zach began snoring after his long and extremely close and romantic voyage in Noa's ass. After she cleaned them up, she did the naughty thing of dabbing a cloth with her extremely wet pussy juices and putting it right up against Zach's sleeping nose.

Zach woke up fierce an hour later. Noa directed him toward her asshole. What followed were a series of excruciating, close, deeply satisfying anal orgasms such as she had never before experienced. These ended with an equally satisfying final push and hot squirt of semen deep in her rectum. The experience opened her eyes. It was as if cupid had truly shot his bow. It was time.

They lay there panting. "Zachary my darling?"

"Ugh?" Zach replied, his mind mostly sparkles. Her caressing, orgasming anus had been so pleasurable!

"I've decided," said Noa.

"Ugh?"

"I want to go off birth control," Noa said. "I want you to knock me up. I want to have your babies now, Zach."

Zach coughed and woke up. "That's wonderful news, darling! I feel like I can finally call you darling! We'll be parents! Am I dreaming?"

"No, you're not dreaming," said Noa. "But I'll have to stop working. I'll arrange it with Alexis. Charisse can take over my practice temporarily. I can't stay here in the saloon. There will be too much clamoring for my attention here. So, I won't have anywhere to live."

"Not a problem," said Zach. "You'll stay at Trigonometry and become my wife."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Noa purred.

The next evening, Noa was Zach's guest for dinner at Trigonometry house. All the wives welcomed her. Colleen assigned her Anming's former room. "Noa needs things to do, because she can't go helping Charisse perform her usual work for obvious reasons of only wanting Zach's sperms in her procreative places. Any ideas?"

"She could help me in the kitchen," said Naz. "With the extra help, I could make even more special meals, and pies and cakes as well."

"At the risk of gaining weight, that's a solution," said Colleen. "What do you think, Noa?"

"I like to cook, though I've eaten mostly saloon food since I got here," said Noa. "It would be fun to cook again and learn from Naz."

"That sounds settled," said Colleen. "Now, how are we to fit Noa more prominently into Zach's busy schedule? Ideas?"

"With Anming doing full-time childcare, there's no real reason for Zach to spend his hours there," said Irma. "I know Zach loves it, so why don't you continue with mornings. Then Noa can have him from when he escapes my clutches around 1300 hours until Naz and Adah need him at 1600 hours every day, even weekends. That should be intense enough procreation love for you, shouldn't it Noa?"

"Oh yesss," Noa purred and hugged herself.

"Okay with you, Zach?" asked Colleen.

"More than okay," said Zach, eyeing the delighted Noa. Her happiness was contagious. He felt on top of the world. They were going to make babies!

"Still," said Noa, in an unserious but hopeful tone, "I'm upset that I was never ever able to accommodate our handsome husband here at the dining table, as was your old tradition," Noa smiled.

"It's not prohibited," said Colleen. "It used to be an agreed on requirement. The required part didn't fit our vibe anymore, especially since there are kids around the house now, so we stopped it."

Becky added, "Still, on special occasions, like Sanya's pegging demonstration, we've made exceptions."

"Would any of you mind," Noa ventured, "if on this very special evening to me I moved my dishes out of the way like this." She slid her mostly finished plate of food out of the way. She took a big gulp of her glass of sangria, made from fermented grapes from the orchard along with orange and other juices grown there. "I want to experience what it feels like for him to disrobe me roughly in front of all of you, then press my bare breasts down onto the cold glass table as you watch, him stirring his enormous stiff cock in my money hole. No, not money hole any more. Lou named it my money hole, but now I suppose I should call it my mommy slot, or my baby burrow, or some name about accepting Zach and getting knocked up with babies. Then-"

"He would never do this," Minna interrupted. "He would first get down on the floor behind you on his knees and worship your mommy slot, as you say, with his lips and tongue until you've had several exquisite orgasms and creamed yourself silly."

"So does anybody mind this indulgence for me tonight?" asked Noa.

"The practice is not for me," said Irma. "I have no interest in showing off my bits to all of Trigonometry. But I know you, Noa, gladly spread yourself out, wet, and tight all the time for colony instructional purposes. I'm comfortable letting you be you. It takes all kinds. It's just if there are children around..."

"Which there aren't tonight," said Colleen. "No children. No visitors. Is everyone okay with this?" There were nods and words of assent all around.

Noa didn't need to say another word. Zach rose and walked around the table. He approached her gently from behind, causing her to moan quietly as he kissed and nibbled her neck. He pulled down her knit dress to expose her intimidating DD knockers and dark brown nips. He slowly bent her down onto the glass table, pressing her voluminous breasts down and wide on its cold surface. He sat on the floor behind her. With fluid quickness, he reached up under her dress and tore off her panties, causing her to squeak and then moan. He was good at reading her signals. She wanted a combination of loving and forceful. He thrust his head under her dress. Holding her vulva open with his thumbs, he set his tongue and lips to work on its entire surface, plunging his tongue into her creamy trembling generative orifice and slipping also back to her pucker, stabbing his tongue into that star-shaped hole that symbolized their unique bond.

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-huhhuh-huh!" trembled Noa in orgasm. "How could I have forgotten this part? Oh, ummm, darling, sweetheart, you're pleasing me so much!"

"There are other scheduling matters that also need addressing," said Colleen. "Anming must now be Monday dinner until she's done with Zach sometime in the late evening. I've checked that this is okay with Sanya. She will get him the rest of the night."

"Oh fuck, Zach!" Noa cried. "Fuck your filthy whore!"

"Whew! This is making me miss the old days." Colleen steadied her shaking glass and fanned herself. She watched Noa orgasm yet again with great emotional intensity in front of the assembled dining women.

Noa's intense pleasure orgasming at the table had all the wives squirming and crossing their legs. Noa had an exhibitionist streak a mile wide. The wives' stared and squirmed as she took Zach's cock from behind. His powerful hips spanked her juicy ass as his cock thrust and filled her and stretched her and orgasmed her again and again. Her covert glances at the blushing wives revved her up almost as much as Zach's cock. She was nearly comatose with pleasure, barking and grunting it out as her eyelids fluttered and her pussy dribbled and spattered onto the polished concrete floor.

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Wednesday Kumbha 11 was Zach's first counseling session with Charisse, who was temporarily taking over Noa's practice. This should be interesting, he thought as he knocked on Noa's office door.

The door opened wide and there was Charisse dressed in a gray ensemble, looking every bit the professional counselor. "Welcome Zach!" she said cheerily. "I've been looking forward to this. I guess what you're used to is this." She reached under her skirt with both hands, pulled down her wet panties, and handed them over. "Should I hand them to you?"

"That's wonderful!" Zach enthused. "Maybe we should shut the door." He shut the door after himself and examined the panties. They were plain white panties. The crotch was quite wet with both Charisse's juices and someone's semen.

"I'm sorry, I thought I had gotten all that," Charisse said, seeing the semen.

"That's okay," said Zach. "I know the work you've generously undertaken here, and I know you like a good basting. I think you should enjoy your work situation to the fullest."

"To that end..." Charisse smirked. She twirled around, bent over, and hiked up her skirt to show her wet cummy puss and prepared asshole. "I've been saving my asshole for you all week, just like Noa does. I thought about calling and begging you for emergency sodomy several times this past week," she groaned almost in pain. "I really need you to thoroughly use up my asshole this afternoon, Zach. I mean, several loads! Can you do that?"

"I certainly can," said Zach. "We have all afternoon. Should we start now?" he asked, starting to pull down his scrub pants.

Charisse made a face standing facing him, hands still hiking up her dress. "We should really do the counseling part before getting to all that," she said, gritting her teeth.

"One time won't hurt," Zach said.

"You're right," Charisse laughed, bending over the bed quickly and pushing her face into it. Zach got behind her, knelt, and started cleaning the stranger's cum out of her puss with his tongue. "Oh no, you don't-" she started. She caught herself though. She knew Zach always prepared a woman, no matter how well prepared she seemed to be. This was Zach being Zach. But she didn't have to be patient about it. In fact, to orgasm effectively, she reminded herself that she had to let her emotions flow freely and honestly. "God damn it!" she growled angrily, then orgasmed with a satisfied whimper on Zach's tongue.

"Just one more?" asked Zach.

"Rrrr!" was Charisse's only response. Less than a minute later, she sang again.

"See, that didn't take long," Zach soothed. He freshened up Charisse's anus with the lube bottle on her note table. In Noa's office there was always a lube bottle within arm's reach.

"Mmmm!" Charisse managed, her legs shaking as two of Zach's fingers massaged the lube into her anal ring. He didn't think he'd ever seen her so impatient.

Charisse knew Zach wouldn't last long his first time, but still, she was so ready that she climaxed as soon as he entered her. This time her legs stretched and strained and she hissed as she continued to take his pounding. She came again with a high shriek when he put his first hot batch way up into her rectum. Her toes drummed on the floor and her whole body shook out a low moan.

"Feeling much better," Charisse beamed. "No, stay in! I bet we can do the counseling part like this, with you buried in my ass. Are you comfortable?"

"Very," said Zach breathlessly. Charisse's rectum gripped him so exquisitely! He was staying hard.

"Can you hand me my notebook and pen, Zach?" Charisse asked. "Good. Now, how have you been?"

"Anming is done with her retreat," said Zach.

"And how has that been?" asked Charisse.

"Good," said Zach. Slowly, restlessly, he started rocking in and out of Charisse's rectum as he spoke. "Weird. It's like she's a whole different person." Charisse felt Zach thrust all the way in, filling her rectum to bursting and holding it there. She felt the love and satisfaction bursting from this innocent gesture. "I love and admire who she's become." Then he withdrew, leaving her with a profoundly empty feeling. "But it's crazy. I miss her dysfunction. I miss her not wanting to do the nasty stuff and then me ordering her to do the nasty stuff and her doing it. Is that sick?"

"Not sick," cooed Charisse. "We all have a desire to control or dominate others as well as be controlled and dominated. Some of her desire to be controlled and dominated came from a self-destructive place. It's healthy that she's not going there."

"I know that. That's the thing," said Zach, thrusting more firmly through Charisse's tight slippery anal ring. "I'm a fairly vanilla guy. I was getting my dominance fix from having her, for example, accept sex, period. That was part of her allure. Now, all of a sudden, she's fine with all that. It's not like sex with her is boring now. It's so emotionally close now. It's like we're one heart. Where before, I knew she loved me, I certainly loved her perhaps too much according to many. But she was always locked away emotionally. I enjoyed forcing her to have great pleasure, physical pleasure at least. Sometimes, as a result, her walls would crumble for a moment and I could catch a glimpse of the real her. Now she's there, intensely there. But still, I miss that chase, that cat and mouse game. I must be crazy! Grrrr!" Zach seized up and ejaculated hot and deep into Charisse's bowels.

"Umm! You're making me lose my train of thought," Charisse purred. She was a hair's breadth away from orgasm, her favorite place. She loved holding herself there, torturing herself. "You're not crazy, Zach. Men are built to chase and to love the chase. This is why married men sometimes lose interest; they marry to catch, not for the closeness. Your relationship with Anming has changed. She's less of a shiny object, but more of herself. Can you handle it?"

"Yes, I can," said Zach. "She's definitely in a better place, and that's what's important. And I love the new Anming. She's like a whole new person. It will take getting used to."

"If you want that kind of cat and mouse game, go to someone who will get something out of roleplaying it. Any of us Breeding Bitches could play that game convincingly on request. Colette might really enjoy it. And Siri. A number of others I can think of. Lava has a certain emotional dependence on you. You're her bedrock. So although she'd be willing and able to play, I wouldn't go there," said Charisse. "A lot of your wives would play. Naz has dropped all that baggage, but I'm sure she'd be happy to playact having it again for your benefit. Yes, a lot of your wives might have fun. Adah. Get creative, Zach."

"I'll think about it," said Zach. "It's not that big a deal."

"It's big enough that you should be busy ramming my dirty anus, you rapist!" joked Charisse.

"Har-de-har," rejoined Zach, resuming his thrusting.

"What else?" asked Charisse.

"Well, as you know, Noa has moved into Trigonometry," Zach said.

"How has it been?" asked Charisse.

"Trigonometry revived its sex over dinner tradition for one night only last night at Noa's request," said Zach. "I've never seen Noa so worked up. She is an exhibitionist and all, but more than that, I think she felt a deep connection to me and all the wives. That's what really drover her excitement, I think. And this afternoon was our first official procreation session. We went at it so hard that I, um, napped away my gym time before coming here."

"Well, we can't have that all the time," chided Charisse. "But given that you've recovered enough to cum twice so far in my ass, I appreciate it." Zach started moving again. "Oh yes. Just like that! Anything else?"

"Well, I suppose," said Zach.

"What?" asked Charisse.

"It's kind of a pervy thing," admitted Zach.

"Oooo!" enthused Charisse. "My specialty!"

"I miss the old pregnancy parties, like I suppose a lot of the men do," said Zach.

"And why is that?" Charisse asked.

"You know why," said Zach. "Thanks to Alexis, and I do mean thanks, those meetings turned every woman lover in the colony into a pee-pee perv."

Charisse asked, "So do you miss the entire overwhelming flood, or..."

"Well yes," said Zach. "But mostly I miss the forbidden ones."

"You mean?"

"For me, Ayana," said Zach, "And Savannah, because she is back with Aiden."

"You're making stuff up, Zach," said Charisse. She picked up her phone. "Hey girlfriend."

"Charisse?" Ayana answered.

"Yeah, I have a quick question for you," said Charisse. "Zach is really missing seeing your beautiful cunt and watching you pee at the pregnancy parties every month. Would you mind shedding, spreading, and peeing for him, on a regular basis?"

"Oh, sorry to hear that," said Ayana. "I really miss those parties too, so I know exactly how he feels. And we're buddies! He was my sperm donor for Gaia. He eased me into that whole thing. He really taught me how to accept a cock, how it's not all that bad. Sure, he can be my powder room buddy anytime. You know I'm not shy about that. I'm sure Khushi will get a laugh out of hearing about it."

"Great!" said Charisse. "I'll let him know."

"Just remind him I'm about to pop out a baby any day now. I might be unavailable for a while after that. But he can ask if he wants. A girl's gotta pee."

"A girl's gotta pee indeed. I'll tell him, Ayana." They exchanged goodbye pleasantries and Charisse closed the call.

"What's a powder room buddy?" asked Zach.

"It's a new thing that started up in the saloon just a few weeks ago," said Charisse. "Every man in the colony is a pee-pee perv, as you know, and the vast majority of women miss the attention as well. If a man wants a peek, he may approach a woman or a table of women and ask politely whether anyone needs an escort to the powder room. That word 'powder' is the essential word that implies the arrangement. If amenable and in the proper situation, having some pee on board that is, the woman leads the man to a restroom, usually the downstairs one in the saloon, and pees for him."

Charisse continued, "It's understood that no touching, fondling, or other dallying is involved. As it has taken off, I've seen most of the colony women, including your wives, in here doing it, especially Becky. Everyone misses the pregnancy parties. Women aren't less lusty than men, you know, especially not this crowd."

"The request can also happen the other way around. If a woman wants observers, she can announce that she is going to visit the powder room or is ready to visit the powder room or is going to powder her nose. Here in the saloon, that usually gets her at least a one man audience and often more. I've seen Becky lead eight men into that downstairs restroom. By all accounts, she straddled the sink rim and peed into the sink so that everyone had a clear view."

"What if a woman needs to... um... this is so weird to talk about," said Zach, wiping his brow. "What if a woman needs to make soil or does actually make soil during the... um... demonstration?"

"No need to be timid with me, Zach," said Charisse. "You're currently fucking me up the ass, after all. If it weren't for the fact I cleaned out my rectum thoroughly in anticipation of our session, your cock would be fully coated in my shit. And by the way, get to work! OH! Um, that's what I'm talking about! Now where was I?"

Charisse continued, "Oh yes, the slang for pooping is 'extra,' as in 'whoops! I'm going to drop an extra.' Extras are generally by separate agreement. So if a woman wants privacy to do that, she might say, 'Show is over. I need to drop some extras.' Everybody knows to clear out then. Or a woman might not mind showing a gent an extra or two. Her obligation is to warn her audience beforehand, since some gents don't want to watch a woman do that."

"Makes sense," said Zach. "Clearly I don't hang out in the saloon often enough to keep up with the slang."

"That's understandable. Jesus, Zach, you get enough tail to kill a regular man," said Charisse. "But some of these guys have been hurting, really hurting. They're in here every night after the local fauna. My aching pussy can attest to that. And you know how active I was before taking over for Noa. I don't know how she keeps it up, day after day, night after night. I think I need to get better at matchmaking. I think that's her secret. Anyway, now that you know the latest pee-pee perv news, it's time for me to call Savannah."

"Really?" asked Zach.

"Hey girlfriend," said Charisse over her phone.

"Oh Charisse! *SOB* Thank goodness you called! *SOB*" Savannah answered. "Aiden insists on being with that disgusting skank again!"

"Didn't I warn you?" said Charisse. "Didn't I tell you to brace for it?"

"My life is over!" Savannah sobbed.

"Men should never rule your life," Charisse warned.

"All I wanted was a normal life," Savannah sobbed. "For that, I gave up the only man I ever loved just because he couldn't be normal."

"We've discussed this before. You mean Zach?" asked Charisse. "By normal you mean monogamous?"

"Yes and yes!" Savannah sobbed.

"Maybe you should talk to someone else," said Charisse. "I'm one of Zach's wives. He was in a funk for weeks after the second time you cut him off. I'm still angry at you for that."

"No, Charisse, there's nowhere else to turn," Savannah sobbed. "Minna and I are estranged. Alexis is my boss. When I try to talk to Pam about it, she hits on me. Colette tells me to accept Aiden for who he is, whatever that means. I think she means just ignore it. I can't ignore it! I'm sacrificing everything for monogamy, and this isn't monogamy!"

Charisse sighed. "What do you want, Savannah? What do you really want out of life?"

"I want satisfaction in my work, which I have," said Savannah. "I want joy, and love, and pleasure. Is that too much to ask? Yes, I deserve pleasure! But no, you know and I know he'll never take me back."

"He'll take you back if I tell him to," said Charisse, grinning at Zach.

"You think so?" Savannah hiccuped.

"I know so," said Charisse. "But do you really want him forever? Because if you dump him again, especially since I'd be enabling it, I will come down on you like a feral hyena!"

"I can promise a year," said Savannah.

"Fair enough," said Charisse. "I'll have him call you."

"Ohmygod thank you!" Savannah shrieked. "Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

"You could go down on me," said Charisse. "Everybody likes my flavor."

"I have no experience or opinion on the taste of cooch," said Savannah. "I am not interested in girls, not that way, never Charisse. You know that."

"A girl can hope you'd changed your mind," said Charisse. They ended the call.

"What's the protocol for this?" asked Zach. "Should I wait until she moves out?"

"I don't see why," said Charisse, shutting her notebook and smiling broadly. "But first, you must complete your promise to wreck my ass."

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On Kumbha 12, Ayana gave birth to her baby girl Isis. She had used the redheaded Lyuben as her surrogate this time, and the baby turned out very pale, but with Asian features. She would be a striking child and woman.

When Zach dropped by to check on Ayana and see the baby, he found them alone. Khushi was at the foundry. Ayana said, "Thanks for your kind words about Isis, Zach. I agree, she's going to be a striking woman. I'm feeling great after the birth. Do you want to watch me pee?" The answer was yes, so they visited the restroom together. As she started her stream with a grunt, Ayana added, "Feel free to jack off while you watch me. I know I would be." Zach pulled out his cock and stroked it, feeling like it would be bad manners to turn her down. It wasn't enough stimulation for him to ejaculate, but he got good and hard.

Meanwhile on Earth, it was suddenly all over mass media that Colby Lincoln was pregnant with another man's child. Zach and Colleen had known for months, but they were not gossips. Colby apparently hadn't told any other colonists, because the colony was now feverishly abuzz with the news.

As soon as Zach heard the news, he sent an immediate message to Colby. He and Colleen had talked about it and knew this problem was coming for Colby. But still, it was terrible to have it here. "My dear love," Zach started out. "I think I can still say that to you. I still love you and care about you very much. I was so sorry to hear the news reports from Earth today, because I know you must be in agony. I want you to know that everything is fine here and everybody is fine here. I've spoken to Mina and explained to her that part of mommy's job is to have news people say bad cruel things about her. It doesn't mean anything. It's all nonsense. Mina really gets this even at her young age, and she's fine and sends you her love and support, as do I. Take care, my love. I hope your pregnancy is going smoothly." It still hurt Zach that Colby had moved on from him. Still, he wanted the best for her always and wanted to support her any way he could. They would always be co-parents of Mina, a job he took very seriously.

Irma and Minna were both hugely pregnant and sleepy as a result. Even so, because of the news from Earth, both women cuddled him especially close that night. He assured them that Colleen and he had known it for months, so it wasn't a shock. Still, it was embarrassing that one of his wives would break up with him by default in such a public manner, and he felt that.

Martha and Becky joined them that night to comfort Zach and take the brunt of his ardor. Martha had started weaning Peggy earlier that day. She would soon be fertile again, a prospect that had her thinking obsessively about getting fertilized. Not only that, her huge firm breasts needed serious suckling and draining. As for Becky, she was always happy for an excuse to spread for her papi and take his hot satisfying loads deep in her loins.

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Back on Earth, the day after the news broke, at the behest of Colby's security company, Evan made a visit to the HR department of his hospital. Commuting as he did, it was only a matter of time before his identity would be discovered. Once identified, the hospital would be overrun. It was unfair to them and to the patients the hospital served. Colby was a real celebrity on Earth, albeit a reclusive one. Evan saw no alternative but to resign. When the publicity firestorm blew over, he could find another position.

The head of HR was a woman by the name of Melissa Trotter, and she personally saw Evan as soon as he arrived at their office. HR had known for a while that Evan had special circumstances. They had known about his security detail and the helicopter drop offs and pick ups since they had begun.

Melissa didn't know Evan's exact circumstances and officially didn't want to know, though she had her private suspicions. She did know that Evan was an exceptionally skilled and knowledgeable nurse, especially for his young age. She had an opening for a Nurse Navigator, which was a work-from-home position. Nurse Navigators guide patients through the health care system, usually over the phone. The position would even pay better than his position as a floor nurse. Evan accepted the new position gratefully.

The offer was all on the up and up. Nurses were always in high demand in the New York area. Everyone took great pains to keep the good ones they had.

Melissa kept a special eye on Evan, and not just because of the security detail and such. Secretly, Melissa, who was married, had gotten the hots for Evan over the last several months. He was two decades younger than her and quite a physical specimen. Secretly, Melissa had compiled a video from security tapes of several occasions of Evan showering and changing in the changing room.

After her face-to-face meeting with Evan, Melissa rushed to the nearby unisex restroom. Once there, she masturbated desperately to the fantasy of Evan making passionate love to her. He'd glanced at her large heaving bosom; what man wouldn't? She dreamed of wrapping her girls around his face, around his cock, around his soul, as he fucked his fertile seed deep into her loins.

On Mars, Zach received a cordial reply from Colby. "Zach, thank you so much for the message and setting my heart at ease about Mina. I traded messages with her today and also found her to be in good emotional shape and unconcerned about the hubbub. And don't be shy or a stranger, my dear co-parent. You can always call me your love, baby, and you should know that now and always I carry you very close in my heart, very close, my dear love." It was no doubt just reassurance, but Zach thought he sensed some passion towards him in that message. He'd take it gratefully.

Zach visited Sandra as often as he could, but Saturday morning was always her time exclusively. As soon as she'd successfully removed their clothes and was sitting on his chest in her bed, she shared her news. "I'm weaning Miracle," she said. "I'm not going to take the gel."

Zach smiled. "You want to try for another one."

Sandra smiled with uncharacteristic shyness. "Yes."

"If you want," Zach stammered. "If you want to try with another man, I understand. Genetic diversity and all that. No need to be shy about what you really want for your children."

Sandra, still overtaken by shyness, punched her little fist into his chest. "Get to work," she whispered with tears in her eyes, wrapping her legs around him. "It may not work, I know..."

"You're a healthy woman, mature, sure," argued Zach. He checked, and she was wet for him, usually was. Even so, he wrestled her so that his face was between her legs. "Given modern medical care, you have at least a fifteen percent chance per month of conceiving a healthy child. If you orgasm during insemination-"

"Which I always do with you," Sandra moaned as he started his cunnilingus on her. She pressed him, moaning, "Will you?"

"I would be honored," said Zach. "I love you, Sandra."

"Another child to raise not too much?"

"Never," said Zach.

As Zach left her that day, Sandra snuggled into her comforter with a big smile on her face, feeling Zach's multiple warm ejaculations percolating deep in her reproductive system and dribbling out of her cunt. Feeling her slightly tender slit and coming away with slippery fingers, she realized she had the life she always dreamed of.

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On Kumbha 15, Michaela gave birth to her daughter Lada. It was an easy birth with no complications. Sandra looked after Michaela during the six hour labor. Zach dropped by for a few hours to kiss and perform cunnilingus on both women, making the time pass easier. When he got too excited from their orgasms, they both blew him, another distraction. At the end of his endurance, he thrust his cock into Sandra and left her another batch right up against her cervix to hopefully make a baby with. Michaela looked on and remarked, "Once this little gremlin is launched, you owe me one, fuckbeast."