Founders Ch. 64

64: Saturday September 12, 2043 1500 hours IST: Move Over

Colleen saw Zach flinch when he spotted the young man with the automatic pistol. She looked over her shoulder and spotted the gunman as he was raising the weapon. Quicker than Zach could see, she had crossed the distance between herself and the gunman. There was a loud crack as the gun went off.

The gun went spinning into the crowd. A moment later, Colleen had incapacitated the young man. Ayana screamed and sat down on the sidewalk. There was blood all over her leg. Zach rushed to her side. An instant later, Khushi was right there holding her. Colby and Berte both dialed 100, which is the emergency number for the police in Delhi.

There was a lot of blood. Zach saw the bullet had passed through Ayana's leg without hitting the bone or any major arteries. He had Khushi and Aanya put pressure on the entry and exit wounds. He noticed that the gunman, over which Colleen was standing, was in distress. He told the rest of the crew to carry Ayana into the hotel lobby. The hotel staff would administer first aid.

Zach rushed over to check on the young gunman. He was, in fact, convulsing. This was not Colleen's doing. It looked like poison. He swept the gunman's mouth to clear his airway of any potential obstructions. The gunman had no pulse. He had Colleen start CPR. He checked the gunman's pupils. They were dilated and unresponsive.

By the time the first police arrived a few minutes later, the gunman was clearly dead. Zach didn't know whether he had the authority to call the time of death. He recorded the time anyway. It looked to him to be poison, a nerve agent, perhaps. Given the body might be contaminated with it, he advised the police not to touch the body. They left the police to manage the body of the gunman. They went into the hotel to wash and check on Ayana and the rest of the crew.

More police were in the hotel lobby questioning the crew. Alexis and Michaela had retrieved the gun with a scarf and put it in a paper bag. More and more police arrived. There was a concern that this might be part of a larger planned attack on the crew.

The ambulance arrived a short time later. Khushi rode with Ayana in the ambulance. The rest of the crew followed them to the hospital in a number of police cars. A squad of police with body armor and automatic rifles showed up at the hospital. They were there to guard the crew. The police detectives asked a few more questions then left.

Because of Zach's prominence, they allowed him in to see Ayana in the emergency room. She was very conscious and in a fair amount of pain. She had warned the hotel staff and ambulance crew that she was four weeks pregnant. The ER doctor gave her a local anesthetic for her leg. She had lost a fair amount of blood. The wound was clean. There were no bullet fragments in the wound. The ER doctor and nurses disinfected and packed the wound and elevated her leg. There was nothing more to do.

She was taken to a hospital room on the third floor. The crew and their armed escort took the stairs. Khushi asked Zach questions on behalf of the whole crew. They were happy to find out that Ayana was in no danger. She would probably have no lasting ill effects beyond two small scars.

The hospital allowed the crew to visit with Ayana one at a time. They allowed Khushi to stay in the room. There were policewomen as part of their detail. They went into the restrooms with the women when they went to use the facilities. The Delhi police were taking no chances. Becky shared sadly with the crew that in all the shock and commotion she'd just gotten her period. Anming admitted tearfully that she had as well. There were group hugs and promises of stiff drinks to come.

Colleen was the hero of the day, having dispatched the gunman. It was a miracle that nobody other than Ayana had been hurt. The crew gave a rousing cheer for Colleen. The hospital staff politely asked the crew to leave. Khushi stayed with Ayana. The hospital staff gave up on trying to pry Khushi away.

A squad of armed police stayed at the hospital to watch over Ayana and Khushi. The rest of the police transported the crew back to the hotel in an armored van. The hotel had moved the crew up to their penthouse suite. The government was paying for the suite since it was easier to secure.

Alexis insisted that the crew, Becky included, must throw a "We Survived!" party. She invited the squad of police officers to party with them, but they declined. They were on duty. She said there would be nakedness and dancing, so if they were not joining, they should go out. They decided they could guard the entrance to the private elevator and stairwell on the floor below. They left the woman in their squad to oversee the party.

Alexis organized the party quickly. She declared that each of them would take Zach into the bedroom one at a time. The rest of them would have fun and await their turn through the night. She proposed that Colleen the hero should go first. They would draw cards for the other positions. "Speech!" they cried.

"Sack has been a good boy all day," began Colleen. There was laughter. "I start my fertile week day after tomorrow, so I might already be fertile. I promise to use Sack wisely and thoroughly. I promise you all that I will elicit his deepest, hottest, flood of semen yet into my baby box."

"Too late," said Alexis, "I got that one."

Berte piped up, "No, me!"

"Please," drawled Michaela, "was swimming in bedsheets many times."

"You're dreaming, girlfriends," Colby piped up. "Last week my baby delivered that one right here." She patted the front of her slacks.

Colleen ignored them all and continued. "I promise that his penis will be hard and throbbing as he does it. I promise to have the most precious moment of my life as he does it. In more literal terms, my fellow crewmates, that means a big huge honking orgasm. What more assurance can I give?" There was wild cheering. She grabbed Zach's hand to lead him to the bedroom. He noticed as they left that the policewoman was blushing deeply. Given her bronze complexion, this was saying something.

Colleen closed the bedroom door and shed her clothes. "Lover, I'm counting on you not making me a liar."

"Sure thing," said Zach. Given Colleen's toned body, blond muff, and perfect tits were rapidly appearing, his vocabulary was dropping rapidly.

"One Berte special, over easy, dearest," Colleen requested, climbing onto the bed. Zach crawled onto the bed after her and savored the tart healthy flavor of her vagina. He ventured two well-manicured fingers into her anus. She was slick back there. She had obviously prepared herself earlier that day to be taken anally. He licked and sucked lovingly around her nether lips and clitoris. He stroked her g-spot through the thin wall separating rectum and vagina. He explored and gently stroked her cervix through the wall. Soon she rocked her hips, and with a grunt and a shimmy, had her first orgasm.

Zach continued to work Colleen's pussy and anus with his fingers and mouth. He reached up to play with her nipples as well. Soon she was arching her hips and dancing around the bed with multiple orgasms. After a long, delicious time, she whimpered for him to please fill her.

Zach threw off his clothes. He was rock hard, as it usually made him desperate to pleasure Colleen with his mouth for so long. He had wet his boxer briefs prodigiously with precum. She was dribbling with her slick excitement. He was able to rock into her in a few strokes. It was like entering heaven without the penalty of actually dying.

Colleen being fairly limber, Zach squished her up underneath him so that her knees were almost rubbing on her ears. He took her in long, deep, smooth strokes as she sighed and quivered. Soon she tensed, and tensed more, and then with an "Oh fuck me Zach!" she came with a mew.

Colleen felt in Zach that he was already near desperate. "You want to cum in me, huh, Zach? You're going to knock me up this time? Knock me up deep? Here's my egg for you, sweetheart. It wants your big batch. It wants it so bad! It wants to be gang-raped by your tadpoles. C'mon Zach... Ohgod! I want it so bad! FUCKING GANGBANG MY EGG!!!!"

"RAAAAAAH!!" roared Zach, pushing and pulsing a flood of sperm into the back of Colleen. He could almost feel his balls whither as he poured all his love and energy into her core and heart. With a moan, his hips released with a slosh as the extra cum trickled out between them.

Colleen purred and held him close. "This is going to be such a good week, my love! I'm feeling a lot less sore now that you're taking my backside on the regular. I'll be ready for you anytime, lover. Front or back, whatever and whenever you wish this week."

"You make me want to surprise you a few times," Zach smiled.

"I know you want me on my desk in my office," said Colleen. "Fuck me on my blotter, Zach. Make me have to throw it away. Who else have you got this week?"

"Alexis, that's it," said Zach.

"Hmm, easy, she can have the other half," said Colleen. She gripped him tightly with her arms and heels. "Don't worry about Berte, sweetheart."

"I'm not worried about Berte," said Zach.

"Don't bullshit me," said Colleen. "You need to know she loves you very much. She wouldn't be doing her exploring unless she had utter confidence in your love. She's doing this for you, to be a better lover for you, a more experienced lover."

"I admit, I was worried when she wasn't communicating," said Zach.

"You have to realize that's her by default," said Colleen. "Everything has to be lined up for her to communicate. I work with her on that. She knows people worry. She just remembers that afterwards. She loves you Zach, like that first love you're never rid of. Pure and eternal."

"Okay, okay," said Zach. "What prompted all this?"

"I hate to see you grimace and worry, dearest," said Colleen. "And it probably lowers your sperm production."

"Now I get it," said Zach.

"That's me, all selfish, all the time," she sighed, holding him tight.

Some time later, the couple emerged naked. Zach's genitals had been newly washed from being in Colleen's rectum. That had been the "over easy" part. Thus, he was ready for the next in line. Colleen was smiling, dripping, and bowlegged. "Mission accomplished," she croaked.

The next card was drawn. "That's me, queen of spades!" yelled Colby. She grabbed Zach, whipped him about face, and slammed the bedroom door behind them. She quickly shucked her clothes. "Baby, you're going to have nothing left for those other b- I mean, fellow ladies. Oh yeah..."

This latter because Zach had gotten on his knees and was sucking her titties. "These look so full and yummy. I think they're growing."

"Well, they've been sore," said Colby. "Ahh!" This because Zach was now nuzzling her growing pubic hair. It was fuzzy. It was furry. It had character. He loved it. He ran his nose through it and through it until she finally said, "I love you, pervert. Now eat me out. You're making me want to climb up your face."

Zach held Colby by her delicious ass and lifted her as he stood. She had to weigh less than 100 pounds. He kept lifting her until she touched and steadied herself on the high ceiling. He gently lowered her vulva onto his salivating mouth. As she came close, he got a whiff, and said, "Oh, sweet oatmeal cookies!"

"You'd better- Jesus! Oh yeah!" Colby cried as Zach nibbled and sucked her lips and clitoris. He held her there comfortably for several minutes, licking and sucking. She sat on his hands, her hands on the ceiling, steadying. Her legs and vulva were spread deliciously for him. He was licking and suckling her nectar joyfully.

Zach climbed onto the bed, still holding Colby to his face. He lay down under her and kept suckling her vulva and clitoris wetly. She moved for him, indicating exactly what she wanted and how hard. "Oh yeah, baby!" She shook in orgasm. He ventured a slick finger through her anal sphincter.

Colby rode Zach's face with a moan, a quiver, and a shake, through several orgasms. His penis was rock hard and quivering just from the smell and taste of her. She spit on her hands and stroked it as she quivered her way through her latest orgasm.

Colby's growing excitement and abandon was communicated well to Zach through her grasping, quivering thighs. Her spitty hands and fingers stroking his penis thrilled with pleasure, excitement, and love. He moaned loudly into her vulva and strained as he ejaculated once, straight up into the air. It splashed and globbed over her tiny hands and arms.

Colby yelped with excitement. "Aw, baby, I gave you our first handy. We should have done this that first night, but, huh, you were up under my dress too quick that time. You're such an oral gentleman! But now I know, I love to see you shoot! We gotta do that some more. Okay, I'm not wasting any more." She climbed onto Zach without further delay. She groaned as she stretched herself on his dick to her familiar juicy limit.

A good hour later, the couple emerged. "I'm going to need a towel to sit on," said Colby. She stood proudly nude before all assembled. A glob of Zach's semen rolled slowly down the inside of her tawny ebony thigh. The policewoman tried to look away, and instead her gaze landed on Zach's glistening semi-erect tool. She licked her lips nervously.

"Here you go, sweetheart," said Alexis, handing Colby a refreshing cannabis milkshake and a towel. "My turn," she said, disappearing into the bedroom with Zach.

In barely an hour, Alexis had exquisitely wrung all the pleasure she craved out of Zach. As always, she treated him like a king. He was more enervated at the end of their lovemaking than he was at the start. They rested in each other's arms. Alexis said, "My mom can't stop raving about the night you gave her."

"She taught me some things," sighed Zach. "I wanted to go the extra mile to give her a special time. It was quite a workout, but worth it."

"She looked near death when she staggered out of my tent in the morning. By her account, you two didn't sleep."

"The fact she's your mom gets me unbearably horny," Zach admitted. "She didn't stop getting orgasms, so I didn't stop giving them, and getting my own. She kept having the most nasty suggestions for how."

Next in line was Berte, who wanted to sit on his face. She talked to him about what was on her mind. She said, "I miss Ayana. Yes, right there. She's back with Khushi now. She's extremely good at this. You should get lessons from her, Zach. Maybe they'll invite me over. Will you get them to invite me over, Zach? Oh that's right, my cat has got your tongue. Ha ha! Get it? Oh! You're getting me there. Sometimes it's better slower, like you do it. By the time I get there, I'm so desperate. Yes. And Ben is so wonderful. And you love me. And Ben loves me, but he mostly loves Jenny. I like Ben's kisses. I think it will be good with Maxwell. I liked that stripper, but he had to use a condom. Maxwell got tested so we don't have to use a condom. I like a good dismount. I'm thinking about his big dick filling me with semen. How it will thrust. Oh... I'm cumming! Thank you. I'm looking for lovers who are better than you so I can learn something. Our loving makes it biased, but I think I can be objective. I hope we have another pregnancy party soon. Enough dwelling on Ayana. I feel a tickle when I'm with someone other than you, my husband. I feel a nasty cheating tickle. It's not guilt, it's just... feeling nasty. Oh... I'm cumming! Still cumming! Oh, that was a good one. So I want you to tickle my tickle now. I want you to punish me for being such a cheating slut. I want you to call me a slut, a whore, a cunt, and anything else you can think of. I want you to fuck my ass really hard and spank me. Then I want you to fuck my throat and make me eat my own ass juice. Get revenge on me for being your bad girl, Zach." Zach threw Berte off his face and made her wishes come true.

It was Colette's turn. They shut the bedroom door on the crowd. She told Zach, "Turns are not my style." He knew. She nursed him, and they talked for a while. He asked her about her life with Alexis. She assured him that Alexis was caring for her very well. She stroked his hair and encouraged him to nap, and he did. Colleen, Colby, Alexis, and Berte in quick succession had exhausted him.

An hour later, Colette woke Zach up. She had undressed the rest of the way while he slept. He badly needed to pee. He got up. She got up and followed. "Please use your piss on me, Zach," she asked, climbing into the tub.

Zach stood above Colette, who was on her knees in the tub in front of him. "I've asked lots of women to pee for me, but this is really hard," he confessed.

"It's okay," soothed Colette. "Take your time. You need to, so it shouldn't take long. If it helps not to piss directly on me to start with, or close your eyes, do whatever helps." Minutes passed, and then a trickle began from Zach's penis. She eagerly intercepted it with her mouth and began swallowing it. He was a bit rattled by this, but it was painful to stop peeing once he had started. Helplessly, he hissed it out harder and harder as she drank it. It overflowed. She caught it on her face and body until he had no more.

After a quick shower, she said, "Alexis directed me to do something sexual with you that you'd never experienced before. I think that was a success."

"Hmm," said Zach. "It doesn't do anything for me, but it was interesting."

Colette said, "For me, it's somewhat sensual. It's getting mentally into the humiliation of it that makes it sexual for me. And it turned me on that you'd never done it, and your struggle. It was so genuine. I witnessed a special moment."

Becky was next in line. "I'm bleeding all over the place, so let's just talk, okay?" she requested.

"I'm fine with that," Zach agreed. He nursed. Becky set an alarm and they took a short nap together. She stayed clothed.

Charisse was on edge and dizzy on cannabis wafers. Zach noticed that her breasts, as with many of the pregnant women, looked generous and phenomenal. "I need you in my flower, lover," she declared. He was hard with a few strokes of her throat. She climbed on and poked and slid herself on him in her favorite ways to get orgasms from him. At the end of her ride, she tensed and wiggled on him to get him to explode in her. She moaned out her final orgasm feeling a squirt of his hot cum kiss right onto her cervix. Her ride was rejuvenating.

It was a good thing, because Aanya was desperate for sex and out of her mind on cannabis wafers. The moment Zach appeared with Charisse, Aanya leapt into his arms. She moaned expectantly, "Oh you rape me so hard, you bad man." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Berte explaining this to the policewoman.

In the bedroom, it took a while before Aanya looked moderately satisfied. They had an extended bout of ass fucking. After Aanya cleaned off Zach with her mouth and got him hard again, he fucked her in her tight slot. After Aanya drained him into her thirsty vagina, the couple reappeared. Zach especially looked the worse for wear. "Who's next?" he asked.

"I am, my husband," said Anming. "But I have a difficulty." Zach walked across the room, took her hand, led her to the bedroom, and shut the door. "Please, my husband, it's dirty," she pleaded. He pushed her down on the bed and removed her panties. The pad on the crotch of her panties had a bit of dried blood on it. He lubed her opening and his cock with lube from the bedside table. Over her further protests of "It's dirty! It's dirty!" he pushed into her. Within minutes, she was orgasming loudly. He knew she was at her most wound up sexually around her periods, yet she resisted him. Despite her plaintive protests, her loud, abandoned orgasms reassured him that he wasn't abusing her. Afterwards, he carried her to the shower.