Author's note:
We are back on Samothea, carrying on the story from the end of chapter 14, when Yumi was successfully revived.
For this chapter, recall that Tamar and Yael are the same person (Yael was Tamar's birth-name: Tamar is her Herder name) and that Wildchild and Samothea are the same person (Wildchild was Ezra's nickname for the girl who kept her name secret).
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Yumi woke up in the night, disorientated and scared. Memories criss-crossed in her mind: Earth - Capella - the emergency on Ezra's ship - being revived. She clung to Ezra, the only fixed point she knew.
"It's all right, Yumi," he said, shaken awake by her cries. "You're on Samothea. You're safe."
He put his arm around her and held her as she breathed rapidly, shaking from her night-terrors. The crashing rain made the tent-roof dip. Water ran in torrents down its sides. Yumi shivered again.
"You're safe," he repeated.
She rested her head on his chest and began to breathe normally. She was soon asleep again and, finally, Ezra nodded also off.
When Yumi woke again, it was early morning. Her head was clear. She remembered where she was and who Ezra was. She even remembered Dagma, who slept on the other side of Ezra during the surprisingly cold wet night. Weak but not tired, Yumi thought she'd slept enough in the last year. She resolved to spend all day breathing fresh air as deeply as she could and standing upright for as long as she was able.
Dagma also got up. She helped Yumi with a supporting arm at their morning ablutions. When they were back, the camp was astir and Yumi learned the routine of the day. After breakfast, the Mariner women took out the raft and went fishing, while Megan and the three Woodlander girls took the horses onto the plain to find good pasture and to give Carlin a riding lesson.
Ezra stayed in the camp to clear up, moving buckets of night-rain into the shade to keep cool. Yumi and Dagma chatted as they watched him work. He swept sand out of the tents and prepared a cold lunch of fish, cheese and dry beef. Normally Dagma would help but today she thought she'd be more useful helping Yumi come to terms with the strange new world she found herself on.
Yumi was fascinated by the women of Samothea but shocked that they went around undressed in front of Ezra, especially the Mariner women, who worked naked. At least the others put on clothes to go horse-riding.
She was also shocked when Dagma explained that, except for the youngsters, all the women here were Ezra's lovers (though 'bedmates' was the designated term). Yet it also made sense: there were no other men on Samothea, she learned, and Dagma wasn't the only pregnant woman there.
The riders came back to camp a little before the Mariners returned with their catch. The cold lunch was good and the chatter was lively as the women rested in the sun for half-an-hour; then it was time for swimming lessons. Ezra gave a task to the Woodlander girls as they set off: he asked them to collect a load of cooking stones.
Dagma suggested to Yumi that they go and watch the swimmers. Yumi sensibly left off her shoes as impractical for the beach, though it made her one of the shortest people in the camp. She also took off her stockings to keep cool.
Cressi stayed behind to help Ezra clear up and, when they were done, took him by the hand and led him away to the sand-dunes. It was her week with him, of course, and she was determined to make up for the time she'd already missed. She chatted happily, laughing and joking, taking him to a good spot beyond the dunes with thick soft grass.
Already naked from fishing in the morning, Cressi impatiently helped Ezra strip. As usual, she was wild. She jumped on him and, although she weighed almost nothing, he pretended to be knocked over and fell on his back pulling her on top. She straddled him and kissed him hard, her hands in his beard. She could kiss like this forever but she had other needs. She pushed herself up his body and pressed her sweet little tits into his face.
He nibbled and sucked the pretty globes until she wanted something else and pulled herself further up his body, presenting to him first her ribs, then her thin flat stomach. Eventually, she knelt astride his head, pushing her cute pussy, with its frame of yellow hair, onto his mouth. Ezra licked and fondled her pussy, until Cressi enjoyed a sweet clutch of orgasms.
Daintily, she got off him and lay back on the warm grass. She shut her eyes and breathed deeply, enjoying the afterglow of sexual fulfilment. Ezra turned so he lay beside her. He traced a finger-tip gently down her body, from chin to neck to shoulder, around a tit a few times, across her ticklish ribs to her waist and thigh, then down a thin leg to a knee.
"Mmm," she said, "more."
He used his whole hand to caress her.
"More," she said, "much more."
He lay on her and, as they kissed, he pushed his cock into her slit. She sighed and lifted her knees up for a deeper angle. He began to thrust. She popped her tongue into his mouth as she breathed heavily, moaning with pleasure, feeling the delightful rub of his cock in her tight pussy.
As she got more turned on, Cressi writhed underneath him, sticking her claws into his back, scratching him hard. He grabbed her arms and held them out to the side so she couldn't scratch. Instead, she sank her teeth into his upper arm.
"Ow!" he cried, letting go of her arms and pushing himself up. She got in a last scratch across his chest before he pulled fully off her. Cressi was disappointed yet unrepentant. She grinned; but Ezra moved only for self-protection.
He pulled her up, turned her around so she was kneeling away from him and pushed her forward. He grabbed her arms and held them crossed behind her back. Her cute arse was in the air, her legs spread, her hair-lined pussy lips flared and shone with her juices. He pushed his cock into her slit and she moaned deeply, rocking her pelvis.
Ezra fucked her hard, thrusting vigorously into her tight little pussy. Cressi shrieked happily.
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"Can you swim?" Dagma asked Yumi as they stood on the shore watching the swimmers.
"Yes," Yumi said, "but I'm not sure I want to go naked in front of everyone."
Yumi leant on Dagma's arm, grateful to her pregnant companion. The glare from the bright ocean made Yumi regret not having her sunglasses.
"I was learning to swim but I got sun-burned," Dagma said. "Would you like to go for a paddle?"
They walked into the warm clear water up to their knees, feeling the soft golden sand between their toes.
Talking as they splashed along, Yumi stopped occasionally to rest and once leant on Dagma's arm for steadiness; but she persevered. The hot sun invigorated her. The sea lapped at her calves and the salt wind cooled her face. She was gaining strength all the time. It wasn't long before they were so far along the shore that the gentle whoosh of the ocean drowned out the excited yelps and cries of the girls frolicking on the raft.
Then they heard a new noise above the wind and the waves. High-pitched moans and lower-pitched grunts came from the other side of the sand-dunes.
"Is that Ezra?" asked Yumi.
"Yes. We should turn back. He's doing his duty to Cressi."
"It sounds like she's enjoying it."
"We all enjoy it, though not quite so noisily as Cressi."
Then Dagma remembered.
"Wait until you meet Dipti," she added, confidentially, "she's a real screamer."
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After Cressi had cum a couple of times on his cock, crying out and shaking as she convulsed, Ezra at last splurged his load into the girl, gripping her waist tightly.