Founders Ch 50

50: Monday July 20, 22:30 hours CST: Reentry

Zach entered Trigonometry's shared bedroom. The women were sitting in a circle, wearing their bathrobes, talking and joking. Chatter among the wives died. Colby looked over her shoulder and said, "You're home early."

Anming, across the circle from Colby and facing Zach, quietly rose to her knees and dropped her bathrobe. She dutifully displayed her exquisite almond body, her small dark brown teats, and the wild muff he loved. Her gaze, intense and hopeful, dropped shyly. The ultrablack circlet around her neck was stark against her perfect skin. From across the room, her scars were undetectable. The women, who had all been looking at him, their gaze dropped. His cock was coming to life in his scrub pants.

Colby turned back around to follow his gaze. "Oh, right," she said. The other women got on their knees and faced him. Colby turned around to face him and dropped her robe next with a pained look that confused Zach. Her beautiful milk chocolate body was revealed. Her dark chocolate nipples made his mouth water. A little shadow on her mound indicated she hadn't shaved in a few days. She looked at him looking at her beautiful body, looking angry. He wondered what was going on with her.

Colleen dropped her robe next. She had a smoldering expression for him. She was all pale, pink, fit, and glorious. Aanya and Berte dropped together, giggling conspiratorially. Berte was stocky, busty, muscular, and giving him an intense eye job. Her blond bush was starting to look a bit unruly again, yum. Aanya revealed her delicate almond beauty and gazed at him serenely. Like Colby, she had a shadow on her mound, like she hadn't shaved in a few days.

In response to this onslaught of beauty, Zach was speechless. In his confusion, it seemed a reasonable response to remove his own clothes. He tugged off his scrub shirt, mourning the few seconds he had to miss gazing on this smorgasbord of luscious nude womanhood. His penis was fully erect and straining as he pulled down his scrub pants. He threw shirt, pants, and slippers into the hamper on the first try.

Zach turned back towards his wives. "Colby," said Colleen.

"Yes," said Anming.

"I can't wait," said Zach. Berte approached him and stroked lube onto his cock as he crawled towards Colby, who looked uncomfortable. He grabbed Colby in front of the assembled women and spread her legs. His penis rocked into her vagina easily given the lube Berte had stroked onto him. Colby was not smiling and provocative, as usual, but quiet and thoughtful. She closed her eyes as his penis filled her womb. The other women surrounded them, touching, stroking.

"Dear first wife, I envy you," soothed Anming. "Take our beloved husband's gift into your fertile womb. Next week, my turn!"

"Next week, we'll have him rape you just like this," moaned Aanya to Anming, "Over and over again."

"This isn't rape or even mock rape," corrected Colleen. "This is our husband missing our precious number one wife, isn't it, Zach?"

"Oh yes," moaned Zach, overcome with the moment. Colby's vagina resisted and was inexorably opened and conquered by his slick passionate thrusts.

"You enjoy this tight cunt, huh?" moaned Colby from underneath him.

"Yes!" cried Zach.

"Orgasm her, Zach!" cried Anming, lightly smacking his ass. Those lashes still hurt. He slowed down and began stroking deeply. This usually got to Colby. He could manage the frequency of his strokes more easily so he wouldn't burst too soon. He wanted her to orgasm at least once before he let go in her, at least once. He was so worked up, so suddenly. He could finish right now!

"You fucker, you bastard," growled Colby. Zach could feel her body squirming now, responding to the stimulation. Her vaginal walls tightened around his well-buried cock. Her womb sucked on him as he withdrew and fought him quiveringly as he plunged forward.

"You're getting your baby, chief," Colleen said to Colby. "Maybe right now. Here it comes," she said of Zach's obvious excitement.

"He's waiting for her to orgasm," said Berte clinically. "He always waits for the girl to orgasm. Hurry up, Colby. Zach looks like he's in pain."

"Fuck me!" Colby's legs kicked out. "HUUHHH!"

"RAAAHH!" cried Zach as he strained and shot a nice dollop deep into Colby. It was a surprising dollop considering what he'd just been through with Colette. In the stillness of his final thrust, he felt Colby shudder and squirm as the hot fluid bathed her insides. He'd been concerned she'd faked it because of Berte's goading, but no, she'd really climaxed. The feeling was unmistakable. He was relieved he hadn't accidentally shot too soon.

"Oh good rape," Aanya muttered.

"Not a rape despite your fevered imagination," Colleen whispered pointedly at Aanya. Then, in a normal voice, "Let's let them rest." Colleen patted his back. He felt the other women's hands slide off him. Colby was resting passively under him. It was one time he wished he was shorter or she was taller. He couldn't see her expression. Zach closed his eyes and rested atop Colby. He allowed his offering to do its good work inside her as he knew she must wish. She didn't seem to be wanting to go anywhere either, at least.

As they rested, the other women talked. "I'm over the moon," chuckled Colleen. "It's my fertile week. Zach is knocking me up tomorrow morning, mark my words. And I'm flying tomorrow! Flying all of you home. Everything I love best and want most. Baby on board. Baby on board, Berte."

"Baby on board, sir!" Berte agreed lustily.

"Baby on board, Aanya," Colleen said.

"Yes, and I know the moment. It was that first time, I know it. Here I am, right after." Zach guessed she was showing the photo taken at the dinner they'd had together just after they'd first made love. She looked ecstatic in that photo.

"Exactly so," said Colleen. "Anming, I'm confident for you."

"By next week, he'll be left with nobody but me, morning, noon, and night," said Anming. "I'll be hollow, like a used condom." There was uncomfortable laughter.

"Ew, Anming," said Colleen, laughing.

"I already look like a used condom," said Anming.

"You don't either," said Berte. "Give us a look. Wider. Um. I wish I looked that good. Mine's all pouty, see?"

"What are you talking about?" said Anming. "Yours is young and dewy and pink, just like Zach! You'll have mountains of dewy pink babies. You're strong and fertile. I'm a broken old hag."

Zach pulled out of Colby and nuzzled her face. "Are we good?" he whispered.

"Sure," said Colby. "Yes, go shut that right down."

Zach crawled over and hugged Anming from behind, startling her. His wet cock slopped on her back. "I want my number two wife, her sleek tight body, her brilliant mind, all of her," he said.

Berte grabbed the bottle of lube and moaned, "Yesss. I want to see." Zach wrestled gently with Anming, who was shielding her eyes.

Colleen turned the lights low, and Anming relaxed somewhat. Berte grabbed Zach's half erect cock and stroked it with lube. "Do you need it more hard?" she asked.

"No, it's good to start this way with her. She's very tight and sensitive." Zach rolled, spread, and rocked into Anming. She covered her eyes with one hand while weakly pushing on Zach's chest with the other. He pressed her under him snugly but not painfully in the Martian gravity. His strokes were deepening.

"My husband, I beg you... hmm... hunh..." moaned Anming as Zach continued to rock into her rapidly. "Grrrrr! EEP!" she cried in orgasm. He felt her convulse under him. "In front of everybody," she whimpered.

Anming groaned something in Chinese. Her vagina had completely surrendered to Zach's fully erect and slowly pounding penis. Her womb quivered and twisted in delight as it helplessly received its conqueror again and again. She howled as her entire body suffused with intense pleasure. He ventured to invade her wet asshole with his index finger. Her anus clipped his finger as he pounded her. Her vagina pulsed around him as she cried out and swore in ecstasy.

He noticed buzzing and looked over to see Berte pleasuring herself with Jill. Aanya was rubbing up against Berte and fingering herself. Colleen rested her hand gently on his back. "God, look at her," she said. "You deserve it Anming, sweetheart." Colleen cried out, "Oh yes!" as Anming shrieked out another Chinese epithet and orgasmed wetly.

"Yes, crush her pillars of ecstasy, fertile ox!" Berte cheered. "Plow diligently her expectant furrows and spill your creamy white pearls deeply!"

Anming laughed and then shrieked again in orgasm, "AHUH! EEP!" Zach stopped momentarily to feel her deliciously quiver and clip underneath him. She wheezed, "I have no secrets at all now! Berte is translating my ravings. They sound so foolish in English."

"I think they're very sweet, like poetry," said Zach. "Thank you, Berte."

"Husband," Anming piped up from underneath him, "This unworthy sickly sow is growing sore, in all honesty. You've been so... hmm... continuous lately with my unworthy carcass. And I am nearly dead of shyness in front of everybody. I beg you, Colleen is fertile this week and requires your cream."

"I can't get enough of you, my darling Anming," said Zach.

"This ugly mule is grateful and awaits your continued pleasure," Anming answered resignedly in a quavering voice.

"I will relent," said Zach, slowly withdrawing his wet tool. "This is only because I want you to be healthy for next week, when I will not stop, understand?"

"Yes, my husband," Anming said meekly.

"I want to give you time to get used to getting loved in front of the other women," said Zach. "We don't have to all at once."

"This mortified one will always obey, husband," Anming whispered.

"I know," said Zach. "Rest." He crawled towards Colleen with a look in his eye. Berte intercepted him and stroked his cock, wet with Anming's excitement, with more lube. She kept stroking. "You're going to make me cum, Berte," he chuckled.

"Fine with me," said Colleen. Zach had been passed from wife three to wife four.

Berte lay down in front of Zach and spread her legs and lips for him. She examined the corner of the room. It was an invitation to what she wanted. He rocked into her. He heard Jill click on and looked to the side. Aanya was watching them and using it. "I need to finish in your vagina, okay?" he told Berte.

Berte's eyes fluttered closed. "Spill your creamy white pearls deeply!" she growled. Anming's cussing had excited her. Zach fell on Berte's delectable love pillows and stretched himself into her quivering young snatch with immense satisfaction. He pounded her thoroughly and deeply. "Fuck my fucking pillars, Zach," she moaned. She gasped and quivered in orgasm. He pinned her hips and legs up in breeding position and plowed down into her. She made noise with every thrust, "Hunh! Hunh! Ugh! Huh! Mmm! Mmm! Ugh! AAAAAAAH!" She shrieked and quivered in orgasm as he continued to pound.

Aanya watched and orgasmed on Jill, "Mmm! NNNGH!" She offered a play-by-play, "Zach is getting close... oh we can see the semen filling him up to his eyeballs, yes... almost... almost... NNNGH!!"

"RRAAAAH!!" cried Zach in extremis. A sizable couple of warm squirts launched deep into Berte.

"WAAUUGH!" howled Berte, buried under Zach.

"Triple play," said Colleen. "Very nice. All right, bedtime kids."

Anming was already puttering around, preparing the room for sleep time. She paused to spread menthol under Zach's nose and then continued other puttering. He was still sacked out on top of Berte's hips in breeding position. They were both blissed out. Aanya wiped off Jill and put the toy away neatly in a drawer. Colleen and Colby were whispering together in the corner. He climbed off Berte and gave her an intense kiss and a last squeeze. He crawled over to his spot in front of the hatch. The room quieted. The light went lower a few more levels, but not off. They all drifted off towards sleep.

At 1 AM, Aanya and Berte crawled over him and out the hatch. There was some hugging, kissing, quiet giggling, and groping before he let them go.

Colleen woke him at 4 AM, wiped the menthol off his nose, and led him to the private room. Her mood was ebullient. "We have to go, because I feel like making you make some noise," she whispered into his ear. They entered the private room and cycled the hatch.

"I know why you're happy," said Zach. "You're flying today."

"Also," said Colleen, pushing him over onto the bed, "Getting knocked up by my sweetheart, my lover, my HUSBAND. Fuck, it still sounds weird to say that. It's not that I don't want it. It's just there's FIVE of us, for fuck's sake."

Zach's face was down between Colleen's legs enjoying her clean, vitamin scent. "I try not to think too hard about it," he replied. "You've got some fuzz down here, too."

"We're watching and learning, Zach. Oh! God! Fuck!" Colleen quieted as she thrust out her hips, enjoying his tongue and lips caressing her vulva. Zach stopped. He wanted to hear what she had to say. "Oh. And by that I mean, we've all seen how much you enjoy Anming's bush. You smile at it. You run your fingers through it. You run your nose through it. You've done everything but fucking name it."

"There's an idea," said Zach. "I'm going to call it The Eternal Forest."

"Oh no!" Colleen cried in mock horror. "Seriously, we took a secret ballot on your favorite body part. Anming voted for Berte's tits, which are no doubt high on the list. The rest of us voted for Anming's bush. She was horrified, then admitted you'd specifically begged her to not shave it off. We required no further proof."

"I like all your individual grooming choices," said Zach.

"Fuck no you don't, you liar," said Colleen.

"Shaved women are all good as far as I'm concerned," said Zach.

"Any kind of women are all good as far as you're concerned," Colleen quipped. She grabbed Zach by the hair and directed his mouth pointedly back to her vulva. "Oh fuck God yes!" she whimpered. Two intense orgasms later, she begged to be mounted. He required no further prompting or fluffing. His penis had ached for her since her first climax.

Zach spread Colleen and speared her. He rocked once and pushed in firmly up to the point of her discomfort and stopped. He was instantly reminded of the remarkable coaxing, teasing qualities of her vaginal sleeve. He plunged forward at an energetic pace. He was looking for a pace that wouldn't have him cum too soon. The pace had to be too fast for him to feel the maddening sensations fluttering across Colleen's inner walls. "Don't hold out, Zach," she soothed. "You can go again."

"I want you to, hmm," groaned Zach, "I want you..."

"I'm close," said Colleen. "Do it!"

"RRRAAAAHHH!" Zach half growled, half howled. In the stillness of his final thrust, he could feel Colleen's pulsing vagina drain him. She moaned as his third hot squirt sluiced into her. As her orgasm kicked in, he felt her walls even more insistently drain his body. He ejaculated four shots, five, six. There was a pause where he shuddered like a pinned insect or a puppet. Then he ejaculated another, weaker squirt. My Holy Jesus what a woman! What a feeling! He never wanted to be without her. He rested as her pussy continued to provoke his completely drained system futilely for several more pulses.

All was quiet. Colleen grabbed Zach with her heels and held on. "Mmm, lover," she muttered from underneath him.

They caught what they could in a towel. Zach set Colleen on all fours for a second bout. She went down on her elbows as he pounded her from behind. He was deeper now. Her walls provoked and thrilled him. This time, he had staying power. He was able to ram, beat, and spank several clenching, crying orgasms out of her. The delight of her slick tightness caught up with him eventually. He finished with a plaintive roar.

Zach wanted her a third time. "My terms," Colleen said, and mounted him cowgirl style. It was good. He got to lay back and admire the exquisite beauty of the woman riding him. Her vagina was even more maddening, if such a thing were possible. She had two satisfying orgasms out of him. He rolled over and finished with two anguished squirts into her. Normally, he didn't think he would have had anything left.

Zach slept like the dead until just before the 8 AM alarm. He awoke agitated and hard. He grabbed a groggy Colleen. He wet his penis head on her slick slit and rocked into her insistently. Her hardworking puss was fully awake and orgasming strongly by the time he spilled over a few minutes later. She coaxed and teased out all his new baby cream along with his heart, his soul, and his sanity. "That was a near death experience," he croaked. She laughed and held him tight with her arms and legs. "I saw a bright light and everything," he insisted.

Colleen wanted to get going. She had to get ready to fly. Zach began thrusting again. "Just one more time," he begged.

Colleen surrendered to his madness and held on. "You loon," she muttered. Despite her skepticism, she enjoyed every minute. Zach finished with an anguished cry. His body thrashed and somehow came up with one additional dollop of hot cum. He felt hollow and satisfied. She declared herself full of spunk and raring to bounce up and fly, for fuck's sake. They grabbed their undies and flight suits. With a towel between her legs, they ran to shower together in Head B2.

After theitr shower, Colleen and Zach split up. She went to stow things and do preflight checks with Colby. He went to wake up Charisse and Alexis. He opened the hatch gingerly on the two lightly snoring women. A gentle announcement of "Rise and shine, girls," got a deck slipper thrown at his head by Alexis. He took off his flight suit and neatly folded it. He put his underpants, shoes, and socks on top. He climbed in behind Charisse and snuggled close.

Their alarm rang at 9 AM. Charisse got the first ride. Both women remarked at how drained of semen Zach was and made respectful noises in Colleen's direction. They knew from the meeting that she'd had him that morning. Even without the meeting, they would have somehow known, he mused. When they were done with him, they playfully threw him out and threw his clothes out after him. They were apparently trying the Michaela approach to "Don't get too attached." It wouldn't work. He thought it was adorable.

After showering, Zach went to work packing perishable medical supplies and other items that were to go back to Earth. There were also his personal items. Alexis had given him some dildos and things they'd had Berte make for them onboard. They wanted to keep them. They only had enough room or weight in their own personal allocation to bring back the toys they'd brought up.

The crew reported to the excursion vehicle at 11:30 hours to strap in. Colby closed and locked the two airlock doors leading from the dry run vessel. She closed the two excursion vehicle airlock doors. She floated to her seat, shotgun next to Colleen, and strapped in. There were more preflight checks. At noon, Colleen counted down, somewhat anticlimactically, "Five... four... three... two... one... mark." They detached and backed away from the dry run vehicle.

"No time for any of your fun and games on this trip, Alexis," said Colleen. "We'll be on the ground in Houston within two hours. However, there is a tradition for Mars excursion vehicles." She played "You Think I Ain't Worth a Dollar, But I Feel Like a Millionaire" by Queens of the Stone Age. Berte asked what had prompted this selection. Colleen told them the story of the three wise astronauts. The first wise astronaut, a graduate of Caltech, proposed that they play "The Ride of the Valkyries." The second wise astronaut argued, "That's so nineteenth century." He proposed they play "Radar Rider" by Riggs. The third wise astronaut argued, "That's so twentieth century. And THAT'S not Rock 'n' Roll, THIS is Rock 'n' Roll." He put on Queens of the Stone Age, and so it was decided.