Spreading Seeds Saga 03

Lenore had gotten into the story and had swung her arms to illustrate the story. I had to stop brushing and was trying to remember the count at 69 when she turned and said, "See pans do tell history."

I kissed her and she let me, well more than let me, she fell back on the bed and we necked and fondled for a while. I backed up and squeezed her tit. "You're just trying to distract me from my hair brushing. I've got 31 more strokes before I can stoke you elsewhere."

Lenore smiled and laughed and sat up straightening her robe and sat still while I counted out the last strokes in her hair.

When I finished I asked, "Do you have a candlestick?"

"Why?" she asked.

"Well it is pretty dim in here and I wanted to look at your hair,"

She smiled and kissed me, but got a candle holder with the stump of a candle in it, lit it off the single candle on the bed, and brought it too me.

I had her sit on the bed facing the headboard and used the other candle to fill in the shadows that one candle made.

I reached up and pushed her robe off one shoulder and exposed one of her large and white breasts, pulling her arm around gently under it, "Tilt your head," I said, "Like you were looking at the baby at your breast."

She smiled at me and reached out and touched my face, "You are an old softy aren't you?"

I blushed then, "Well I like to capture pictures in my memory you know? And in the candle light, with your hair all brushed out and with your white skin and," I cupped her nipple and handful of the soft white breast that was exposed. "Well I can just picture him now. He has apple cheeks and is very fat, 'cuse his momma loves him and lets him suckle at her magnificent nipple and his hand will push making little dimples where his fingers, so tiny, press your flesh." I looked up and she was smiling and looking down at my hand that pulled lightly at her nipple. She could see him too, apple cheeks and all. I pulled back and tried to capture the moment.

She sat there for a moment while I moved the candle around to catch all her glory and she actually stroked an apple cheek and then looked up at me, "Oh Josh, I could see him. I could." She reached out and foreplay was over.

She had me on my back and I still had the candlestick in my hand and I couldn't reach anything to set it on. Finally I was able to say "Robes" and she let up and kneeled and took off her robe and threw it on the floor. I sat up and blew out the candle and sat the candlestick on the headboard, took off my robe and laid it on the end of the bed.

She opened her arms and I took her in mine and whispered in her ear, "Now we get to the fun part." She laughed and said, "I've been waiting."

I had been too. She was a nice lady and funny, her hair was beautiful when it wasn't in braids and her breasts were more than ample and pretty firm, but her skin was very soft, mostly because she was so well nourished and white as snow from working in the dark most of the time. We got under the covers and kissed and held each other until we had warmed up that took, oh maybe 20 seconds, and then I slid my hand down on to her muff and stroked her belly and hip bones and down her leg and then back onto her muff.

I had already done the examination for bumps and sores in the shower and found that she was a mature woman and 'seasoned' and I had no concerns about my little dick hurting her, but I just wanted to feel her.

She was plump and soft and her cunt hair was fine and soft and short. She was one of those women whose pubis was pronounced and I slid my fingers down further and found her minor lips were moist and softer than the labia major. I slipped one then two fingers into her and held her with my fingers in her vagina and my palm on her clit and rubbed my hand as she squirmed and whimpered in my mouth. She was pretty lubricated and so I kissed her tit and climbed on.

About the time I hit bottom was when I realized why Leona was asking about Raule. I was obviously a poor substitute for a ten inch dick but I had confidence in myself and the Number 11 hadn't worn off.

I felt invincible. Oh I held on with my weasels and kept control, but I was thoroughly enjoying myself even if she was loose as a goose. I tried a lot of variations, The Long Banana and the Cervix roll, but I was too short to roll it properly, although Lenore seemed to enjoy it.

I rolled her over and on to her knees and did the Dog and then licked her and played with her ass and stroked her back while long stroking her vagina. She liked it but it wasn't what she wanted. And so I shifted her in to a missionary crawl and augmented that with a slow slap.

Lenore liked the slow slap and every time I hit her, her tits would jump and roll around. She put her hands on her breasts to hold them still and I advanced to a faster meat slipper.

I started to tire and slowed down to a belly slide to give my back and belly some rest, trying to rub the front surface of her vagina and stimulate her 'G'-spot. I evidently hit it and she advanced her strokes and I matched her until she fell off the edge and pulled my hips to her, making little noises and gasping and celebrated every second of her climax.

I had worked up a good sweat and she was wet too, her hair was in her face and I had to wipe it away to kiss her. She regained her strength and finally put her arms around me. I started a slow belly movement and she laughed slowly and began to meet my strokes.

"Lenore?"

"Ye es," she responded amid a peak cycle.

"Would you help me in my research?"

"Ye es, If I cou uld,"

I stopped and pulled down to her face, while keeping the head of it just in her. "I'd like to try a "Paradise Roll" and it takes your help."

"A what?"

"Paradise Roll, I move and you move in opposite directions and I roll you over on to your knees and end up kneeling, leaning back, with your hands on your knees. And we never lose contact"

"I don't know about that?" she said. "How do you say we had to move?"

"Well I don't know if we could make it work but they say in the Kama Sutra that it will surely bring impregnation."

"What is the Kama Sutra? Never heard of it."

"It is an ancient manuscript from India, partly religious and partly practical, Following the Kama Sutra was supposed to bring health and happiness to both parties in the act of copulation." Now I didn't know if that was true but she bought it and I had always want to "Roll the Buffalo", but I used a more polite term with her because I didn't want to piss her off.

With a few fits and starts we made it so I was astride her left leg and she was lifting her right leg up while I leaned back and gave her everything I had and felt the juicy smoothness of her slide on me.

She laughed, "This is nice."

I slid the inside of her leg across my hairy belly then drew it back and forth a little while she laughed then I took her leg and rotated her around to her belly and she lifted with her left arm and we ended up in almost the proper position. The problem was her left leg was between mine and her foot was hitting my balls.

"Almost there, you just need to move your leg," and I leaned over clamping her wide butt to my belly.

She moved and said "Oh Josh I think I like this."

I had full contact now and was pressing the posterior wall of her vagina up against her. I bounced her on my hips a little "How is that?"

"Oh Josh, Here let me get my hands on my knees," and she changed positions and suddenly there was no friction. Oh I could feel her but it was all fluid slippery and we were balanced and fairly comfortable.

"Nice Huh?"

"Oh, Josh nice doesn't cover it."

I bounced her little and she rocked and changed the angle and I just bounced and she was dribbling down my balls and making appropriate noises and she had my whole dick in her and I was feeling like I could fuck a buffalo, maybe twice.

But she fell off on her face and then fell to her side. "Oh God Josh, I fell off and when you slipped out, it hit me again. Oh God you felt good."

I wiped her face with the towel and got the hair out of her eyes and held her a little and stroked her breast.

"Oh Josh," and she laughed.

"Why does every body laugh when they say Oh Josh? I hear it all the time and I don't get it."

Lenore wiped the sweat off my chest and her chest smiling at me, "It's because of Astral De Soto." She said and stroked my face. "The night of the Bahia Initiation all the girls heard her calling out 'Oh Josh' over and over and then she yelled 'OH JOSH' and now it's a slang expression, meaning to climax, or achieve something difficult. Now I appreciate what it truly means."

I laughed and said, "The Maiden's Dream, Yes that's it."

"What?"

"Oh you'll love it. I put my head in my hand and kissed her. "Now you know how all maidens dream about a baby some times?"

"Yes, and not only young maidens," she said holding my cock in her hand and squeezing a little.

I kissed her and said, "Well pretend you are a maiden asleep, and you are having the dream, OK"

"OK."

'Well this maiden is dreaming she is holding her baby and it is still very small, a few days old. And she has," I moved her left hand to her right nipple and her right hand to her left nipple, "She has the baby in her arms but the baby is so small that she lays on her side to nurse him." I rolled her over away from me. I kissed her cheek, took the brush, brushed out her hair, and smiled down at her. "Now she draws up her legs to hold the sleeping baby warm and contented against her breasts."

"Oh and the baby finds her nipple and sucks in his sleep." She said.

"If you like and I kissed her again noticing she was rolling her nipples in her fingers. "Must be twins" I thought.

I pulled up the blankets and she pulled it down a little to give the baby some air I suppose. So I slid under the blanket and approached from a perpendicular angle saying, "Well while she is dreaming the Impregnation Fairy comes and gives her her wish."

"Impregnation Fairy, how about a handsome mule skinner fairy?" she asked.

"I can do that," I said and touched her ass to get the angles right.

She reacted by pushing a little and I slipped a finger into her, "At first she almost doesn't feel it slip in, she thinks it's her imagination. And then," I moved up and put the head of my penis in her pit and rubbed and probed just a little, "she feels more and she dreams of the baby and can feel and smell the baby."

I began to push into her and it was easy to work my way into her only touching her with my dick. I was almost all the way into her and just waving it around. Lenore was crooning to the baby and I changed angles until the sensitive tip of my penis was rubbing on Lenore's pelvic bone at the front of her vagina.

"Oh Josh," Lenore said with conviction.

"Not yet Lenore, the maiden dreams of the baby and the kiss of the ... well, Mule Skinner Fairy on her soft and warm pussy."

"Those aren't lips I'm feeling, but I like it."

"Now she dreams that the fairy begins to deliver his gift." I started stroking more firmly and trying to reach bottom. Lenore whimpered and moaned and UPP'ed while I thought of Charlotte when we were in the pumpkin patches one autumn night. The moon was full and several of us had gone out to pick the pumpkins. We spread out in pairs, to select only the most perfect pumpkin you understand, and some how Charlotte was on her knees with her dress up and I was stroking her pelvic bone just like this. She had been working with me for months and I had made some progress but had never been able to really satisfy her until that night.

Lenore moaned, "Oh Josh let me climax again and... soon."

I thought of that night when Charlotte was moaning and across the field I could see my fellow Kiva mates were earning the Great Pumpkin patches for their jackets. The moon was high and Charlotte ass was warm and wet. I let the daemons free and planted a load for Charlotte into Lenore and then gave her a couple of meat slaps and felt her climax quickly.

I kept tucked up tight to Lenore and got her to roll over while I moved staying inside her. Then with her legs up and me across her, I spun passing one of her legs under me until I had her in a full missionary and kissed her.

"Oh Josh, Are you finished?"

"Yes I just need to pull out without spilling any of our fluids and get you into an egg position.

"Would you stir the soup a little before you withdraw?" she whispered in my ear.

'Sure, we wouldn't want to let the bottom of the pot burn would we?"

"No but slowly, this soup is almost done for."

I wiggled around while Lenore found the towel and kissed me four or five more times and I then executed a classic, almost drippless, withdrawal and sat back and wiped off my equipment. Then I wiped Lenore down a little. I bent down and licked her pussy from taint to tickle and she groaned and said, "Do that again."

I slowly led my tongue around her lips and up to her clit. I could taste the sperm on her and I dipped my tongue as deep as I could and waved it about until I had to lie down. I wiped my face and then laid the towel on her hot wet cunt, put her legs together and lay down beside her.

I put my arm under her head and snuggled close to her and cuddled her and went to sleep.

Spreading Seeds

Chapter 14 -Old Technologies

"Josh. Josh, the sun is coming up," Lenore said in my ear.

I heard the words but I didn't really hear them. I thought that Charlotte had let me stay the night at her place, and her breast in my mouth was smooth and warm and I just snuggled down between them with my face in her breasts and smiled.

"Josh you need to get up, you have duty today."

I rolled over and opened my eyes, this wasn't Davis and it wasn't Charlotte Jenkins's breast in my hand, it was Lenore's. The sun was casting weak rays of red light on the windows in her room. It was still very early in the morning, I was all warm and the air was cool and I didn't want to get up yet. "How about a good morning kiss," I asked Lenore and looked at her. Her hair was brushed back and tied in a pony tail, she was smiling and she leaned down and kissed me and not just a peck on the cheek.

"You woke me up an hour or so ago." She said. As she stroked the hair out of my eyes while laying one lovely soft and warm breast on my chest. She kissed me lightly. "I think my left nipple is going to be sore. I woke up and you had snuggled down and were sucking and licking it. I let you for a while and then I realized you weren't awake yet."

"Oh Lenore, I'm so sorry." I stroked her nipple, "I was dreaming and I guess I got carried away."

"No need to apologize, I was having the Maidens Dream and thought it was the baby. I was stroking her hair and I realized that her hair was too long and her head too big and when I woke up and opened my eyes, there you were so I just let you continue for a while. Until I had to pee, then I got up and brushed my hair and watched you sleeping for a while."

"Speaking of that I really need to pee too," I said.

"Well there is a urinal on the wall over there, no toilet but a urinal."

"Thanks," I said and hurried the necessary facility.

The sun was up a little more and now I saw that the sunlight had turned yellow and breakfast would be served soon in the Dining Hall. Lenore was in bed smiling at me when I came out of the nook that housed the urinal.

"Can you take a little time," she asked.

I smiled at her, "Didn't I satisfy you last night."

"I thought you did, but after I found you sucking my nipple this morning and all, well I was aroused, you know?"

"It is really cool in here; I think I need to warm up a little before I go to breakfast." I slipped back into bed and pressed my cool chest on her warm and soft breasts and kissed her, "Would you help me warm up?"

"Josh I'll get you all hot and sweaty then you can have a bath and I'll make you breakfast, How does that sound?" She smiled and kissed me and stroked my hair'

"Mmm first your sweet face and then your warm heart and now breakfast, how can I refuse?" I grinned at her and reached down to take her temperature, she was hot, wet and slippery.

She was kissing me and holding me to her. The warmth of her had me hard before I had a chance to set my controls.

I rolled her over on her back and asked, "Any choice for you this morning?"

"Oh Josh straight missionary would be nice. I just want to feel you inside me, Hurry."

I got up and slipped it in her like well, melted butter. She was wet and grunted when I hit bottom. She was sweet to do that but I knew that she was faking.

I gave her the Long Banana and slid up for some cervix rolls but again I couldn't reach deep enough to really roll her cervix. She like me missing it, I guess because she grabbed me harder around the chest and drew her legs up into a Happy Missionary and we rocked back and forth until she arched her back and climaxed. I dropped all the controls and kept rocking her until I climaxed a little one and relaxed.

Morning sex is nice. It usually doesn't last long but still it's nice. I was kissing her and supporting myself on my elbows, still coupled nice and warm and wet, when she pulled a towel out from under the pillow and handed it to me.

"I'm off duty today but you aren't. Let me take you down and wash you real good, then I'll make you some eggs and bacon," she said

We made a good withdrawal and I dried her off and wrapped the towel over her pussy. Since she had marinated last night I only kept her on her back about ten minutes, long enough to kiss her and fondle her right breast real well.

We got up and she led me to the shower and we washed and played around a bit but soon we were dried and dressed, in the kitchen, me sitting on a stool while she cooked up an omelet and fried some bacon.

I looked around and saw a dented pan hanging on the wall. I took it off its hook and looked at it. It had been dented up on the bottom and one edge was dented and folded up. "Is this the pan you were talking about last night?" I asked.

Lenore turned and looked, "Yes, That's Grace's pan. She left it with letter that told its history but the letter disappeared over the years, but my granny told me the story and left it to me when she passed."

I hung the pan back up and sat down again. Lenore served up the omelet and put a pile of bacon with it and brought it to the table. "Here this will fill the void left from last night." She said as she sat down.

The ever practical Lenore had served it on one plate, although platter might be more appropriate, as it was pretty large. The omelet was folded on one side and about a half pound of bacon, crisp and brown, sat on the other side of the platter. The omelet had bits of green and red in it and I noticed some onion hid in the golden yellow of the eggs. I looked up at her and smiled, "Lenore you surely know the way to a man's heart."

She smiled and touched me on the chin, "Well I had some peppers and mushrooms and I thought if you had been eating at the Dining hall you might like some good food for a change."

"The dining hall does seem to be a little bland, and all that goat gets tiring." I said and drew my spoon out of my jacket pocket. "Now I have a chance to use my earnings from last night," I said.

She smiled at me and drew a fork out of the napkins she was holding. She held it up and said, "With omelet you need a fork," and she held a mate to my spoon and waved it slightly. I started to reach for it and she pulled it back, "No, what do you have to trade?"

I try to be a sharp trader but the aroma of the omelet and all that bacon kind of pinched my style a little and I let her get the advantage of me.