Shadow Seed 1: The Misbegotten (45 page)

He chuckled as she led him from the Grooming room
and into the large chamber, serving as his private quarters.  He saw Katie and Tirza immediately, sitting in the middle of his huge bed, naked.  They were facing one another, their bare rear ends upon the bunched satin sheets, kissing.  Tirza’s legs straddled the larger woman’s at the top of her hips.  She had her knees bent, touching along Katie’s sides, her feet flat on the bed behind the other woman.  Estefan’s cousin had scooted forth as much as possible, so her knees were bent as well.  Her feet were flat upon the sheets too.  She had her arms around the tiny woman’s waist, her fingers digging into Tirza’s pliant flesh.  In between them, their breasts came together, nipples rubbing upon one another with each movement.  Tirza’s hands moved along Katie’s shoulders as they craned their heads one way, then the other, enjoying the taste of the other.

Katie’s hair was dirty blonde today and splayed down to the middle of her back.  Tirza’s was no different than it had been when Estefan had dated her centuries earlier – dark to light brown and then back again, wavy, about her shoulders.

From a distance, Estefan could see them pull closer together, their vaginas mere inches apart.  Their need was strengthening.  He knew before he felt it.  He would begin to bugle below the towel he was wearing.  His vision seemed to narrow and all else in the room faded away.  Only the tug of Sandy’s palm clasped about his wrist kept him from drifting away completely.

She guided him to the bed.  His eyes never left his two wives as they held each other, unaware he and Sandy had approached the bed.

“Aren’t they beautiful?” asked the wife at his side.  Her eyes drank in the nude forms of her Sisters-in-Marriage.

He nodded, his manhood swelling painfully, distracting him.  He doubted he could speak at the moment.

Sandy let go of him, turning to face him squarely.  Her other hand came up to his waist where the towel about him was synched.  Her eyes were watching his as he continued to watch Katie and Tirza.

They had rearranged their legs so they were scissoring the others’.   This enabled them to move closer, so now they were plastered against each other along the full length of their bodies.  Estefan could see the intimate brush of their womanly parts through the tangle of their limbs.  Every once and a while, one of them would swirl her hips, making the contact there more vigorous.  The other would shake with ecstasy whenever this happened.

Sandy grinned wolfishly, flashing her fingers over a glowing sensor on the towel and it dropped onto the floor without preamble.

Estefan didn’t notice.

Sandy didn’t waste any time.  She dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth as far as she could.  Above her, Estefan gasped with shock, grasping at breath she had stolen from him with her unexpected move.

She couldn’t take all of him as Ramona and Katie could, but, after hundreds of years of love making, she had perfected other methods.  Estefan was never dissatisfied with her oral performances.

When he peered down at her, she stared boldly up at him, cupping his testicles with the tips of her fingers, and then holding them as she came away.  His thick member glistened with her saliva.  He reached down to stroke her hair.  With her other hand, she kneaded one of his buttocks for a few seconds before she let her fingers find the middle between his cheeks.  She pushed them into the crack a couple of inches, the tip of her middle finger tapping against the puckering muscle of his anus.  He closed his eyes, eyelids fluttering as she took as much of him as she could, humming as she did so.  She pulled him toward her clutching his scrotum, fingering his sensitive sphincter.

He pumped in and out of her, over and over, filling her with as much as himself as he could, thrusting harder and harder each time.  She held onto him, taking the force of his intensifying assault on her throat, pushing her hand deeper into the cleft of his rump, inserting her finger to the first knuckle.  That made him clench around her digit tightly, his whole body going rigid.  She released his balls and reached around his leg to run her nails along one of his calves.  All the while, he impaled her head, time and again, though not too hard.  He knew he could injure her severely, since his inhuman density made his manhood as hard as stone, but they both knew their limits.  Time and practice had made them experts.  They knew where the line they couldn’t cross was drawn.  So, he kept at it as she kept urging him, caressing him in her special way until, no more than a minute
later, she could sense the tension building within him.  She knew.  His orgasm was near.

Suddenly, she pulled him out of her mouth, but jammed her finger deeper into his anus.  His cock looked like it was about to explode in her face.  The head of it was exceedingly engorged.  She could see blood throbbing up and down its’ length.  Her eyes sparkled at the sight.  “I want you, Effy… now!” she said in a throaty voice, her free hand coming around to stroke him along his full length.  She swallowed hard.  It was obvious she had abused her tonsils against him.

Estefan was about to pull her to her feet when something clipped into place about his waist.  He glanced down to see a wire-thin, anti-Grav suspension unit fitted around him.

Tirza’s smiled back at him as her hands came away from the fastening device. 
She wore a similar one.  “Since you’re going to make love to my sister,” she explained, knowing the suspension unit would nullify more than half Estefan’s weight.  Two hundred pounds was an encumbrance Sandy could easily bear.

He glanced up, watching Katie walk on her knees across the bed toward them.  “Glad you could join us, cousin,” she purred wickedly.  Though
, all of their family – other than their offspring - had perished long ago, they were hardly cousins anymore.  Some might argue the point, but they’d been sexually active when everyone was still alive, so every time someone did raise a fuss, they didn’t care.  Between the two of them, it was more of a naughty joke than anything else.

“I hadn’t planned on it, Kat, but Sandy here was very persuasive.”

Sandy stood and turned Estefan around, her hand still gripping his erect penis, and then she let him go.  She scurried up on the bed, swinging her legs around, laying on her back, her sex directly before him, open, inviting.  She bent her legs at the knees, so, like the petals of a blooming flower, her folds opened further.

He could see the glistening, pink sweetness surrounding the small opening of her vagina, darkness about the blush of her lips.  He came forward, his hands snaking about her legs, right above her knees.  He applied pressure, pulling her toward him so her butt was at the edge of the bed.  He gazed into her eyes for a few moments, his chest heaving still from her energetic blow job.

She returned his look.  “I want to feel you inside, Estefan.”

He let go of her legs, taking hold of himself and positioned the head of his member upon the verge of her flowering petals.

At either side of her head, Tirza and Katie sat, they legs tucked underneath them in opposite directions, as if they had planned it in advance.

He shared a quick glance with each of them.  Their expressions were the same.  They were eager to see him enter the woman lying on the bed before him. He could tell.  He’d seen it before, thousands of times.  His wives enjoyed watching…

He pushed his hips toward her and watched as the head of him disappeared into the moist softness of her.  She moaned and arched her neck, her head driving into the bed, the sheets gathering about her ears.  He closed his eyes, letting the sensations he felt below consume him.  He held her by the waist as he slid as far as could into her, until his flesh bumped her tender folds.  Sandy rocked her hips against him, counterpoint to his angle, her pubic bone deliciously bending his length within her.  She squeezed him as hard as she could manage.  He was like putty in the grip of her, opening his eyes to stare back down at her in shock that she could hold him so firmly.

“Pull it out slowly, babe,” she murmured, fists gathering the bed covers, twisting.

Both Tirza and Katie were rapt.

He began to withdraw from her, feeling the luxurious ripples and ridges of her vaginal walls.  Her clutch was
exquisite against him.  He continued withdraw himself from her until nothing but the glands of his penis remained inside.  He could see the edge of its head crowning within the inner folds of her, but for no more than a second.  He held his breath and pushed himself all the way back in, faster than the last time – harder, more urgently.  The weight of his scrotum bounced against her buttocks as she squealed with pleasure.

“Oh god, no matter how many times you do that, Effy, I love it!” she moaned, relaxing the arch of her back for a moment, the upward thrust of her hips giving him better access.  But, the moment his forward momentum stopped, she arched her back again, bearing down and squeezed him ferociously.

He grunted as he almost came free of her again, then plunged himself into her, his upper thighs slapping into the sides of hers.  One of his hands came free of her waist, tracing up her torso until it found her breast.  He pinched the bright pink nipple there, making her breath catch in her throat.  He came nearly out of her again – swifter than before.  He impaled her less than a heartbeat later as she began to meet him stroke from stroke.  Their bodies began moving in rhythm with one another as he increased the tempo, over and over, with each shove of his cock into her warm wetness.  She kept up with him, opening wide, and then grabbing hold as he withdrew.

The pace continued to increase; the slap of flesh became louder, the guttural groans and gasps for air growing in volume as well.  Sandy reached up, clutching him at the elbows as she brought her feet up, her heels digging into the lower portion of his ass.  She held on as Estefan grabbed her firmly by the side of the neck, leaning over her, pounding her harder.  She continued to meet him each time he plunged into her.  She was so vigorous; she was lifting herself completely off the bed every time, using the newfound purchase of her hands and feet.

Unable to contain their rising ardor, Tirza and Katie resumed their kissing over Sandy’s head, though she wasn’t watching.  Her eyes were glued forward.  All of her attention was locked on Estefan.

Though the bed was gigantic and bolted to the floor (a precaution should Luna Prime lose its’ Grav-generators), they were managing to make it move within the fastenings holding it firmly to the marble floor.

Below him, Sandy was beginning to pant.  Her breaths were coming in and out in quick bursts.  “Oh-oh-oh, E-eff-ff-eff,” she kept muttering again and again, “Pl-pl-please, don’t-t-t-t stop.  Don’t stop, baby.  Don’t stop.  H-h-h-hard-er-er-er!”

He obliged and increased his speed.  “I’m going to fuck you hard,” he promised, his voice no longer his own.  It was bestial, growling.

“F-f-f-fuck… me h-h-hard!”

Suddenly, she released one of his elbows, her hand shooting
down between her legs, finding her tiny nodule.  She began to work it furiously – circle after circle, until her clitoris emerged from its hood.  She pushed downward, exposing more of it until it rubbed lightly against the shaft of Estefan’s rock hard manhood.  Her entire body went rigid.  Her heels dug in harshly, but not painfully into the backs of his thighs.

He was a Heavy.

Her nails bit into his arm as she applied every ounce of strength she possessed, clasping his cock as hard as she could.  He continued to hit her clit deliciously and she held on for dear life.

“F-faster, Eff, faster,” she begged.

He obeyed with long, deep forceful pushes, seeming to rocket in and out of her, though he no longer let himself slap against her.  He knew he would bruise her as he had Flavia weeks prior.  Instead, he made certain he arrested his forward momentum within the last inch of her, a technique he had perfected over the years. 
Practice, practice, practice
, he thought absently, in pace with the humping of his back.

“G-go-god, Eff, I’m, I’m s-s-s-so close,” she barely
managed through clenched teeth, her body made taunt with strain.

“Tell me when.  I want you in my mouth,” he commanded as he continued to assault her vagina.  So fast now, his other wives stopped to watch.  The sides of their heads touched as their eyes filled with hunger.

Sandy wheezed for what seemed like an eternity as Estefan rifled in and out of her, his hips like pistons in an old-time, combustion engine.

Then, “I’m -,” was all she was able to convey as a tremendous shudder took her and she was swept away.

Estefan came from her in a flash and sank between her legs, covering her labia’s with his mouth as she gushed into him.  Her body wracked with orgasm as he took all of her and swallowed, his tongue flecking at her sensitive nub between each squirting flow.  Sandy’s body was like clockwork.  He had figured it out a long time ago.

She continued to buck and shake upon the bed for some time after.  Katie and Tirza came apart, moving swiftly to Sandy and began kissing her on the lips and suckling her breasts, prolonging the ecstatic release coursing through her.  Estefan licked and sucked at her from below, intent on leaving no drops behind.  He wanted everything that had spewed forth tasted, ingested.  He wanted her sloshing in his belly.

A while later, Sandy’s orgasm began to subside, then finished altogether.  Estefan came from her, his jaw and neck dripping with Sandy.  At once, his other wives rushed to him on their knees and began to kiss and tongue him wherever he was wet.  He put his arms around each of their waists, rubbing his fingertips along their hips, thighs and buttocks as they went about cleaning him.