Founders Ch. 64

Zach confiscated Anming's clothes. She was naked returning to the party, naked in front of the police woman. She complained that Becky had been allowed to keep her clothes. He said, "Becky is not my wife." He allowed her a dry washcloth. She could dab off any semen or blood that appeared. She had something to sit on.

Michaela took Zach into the bedroom and had him expertly, invigorating him as she tended to. She got every last moaning, mewing orgasm she wanted while doing it. As they were resting together, he sighed, "That was a good way to finish up my contribution to the festivities."

"Not yet," said Michaela.

"Who have I forgotten?" asked Zach. "Is Khushi back?"

"Wait and be calm, my hard working stallion," suggested Michaela. "There is one who has been lusting and aching for your touch all evening. I will send."

"I will wait," said Zach, confused. Michaela left the room, dripping semen from both holes. It must be that someone wanted seconds. He hoped that everyone didn't want seconds by now!

The door tentatively opened, and as if coaxed from behind, the policewoman staggered into the room, blushing. The door clicked shut behind her. "Oh it's you," smiled Zach. The woman was 5'5" and looked well-built. Her eyes were downcast, but he had caught glimpses of her earlier. She had that kind of regal gaze Indian women seemed to specialize in. He rose from the bed. "This won't get you in trouble, will it?"

Her eyes still downcast, she said in a quiet voice, "I got off shift five minutes ago." She continued, "Your crewmates out there, they are insistent and persuasive."

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to," said Zach. With a gentle finger, he lifted her chin so their gazes met. There it was: strong, excited. Her breathing was so excited she was practically panting. "I'm Zach, by the way."

"I know who you are," she said. "I've seen the media. Maira. Is my name." Her lips were luscious. Her eyes were so dark and intense. "Your friends have my number, as you say in the states."

Zach bent down gently, tentatively, to kiss Maira. Her luscious lips parted wetly. Her tongue was nervous, excited. He broke the kiss, and she gave a sigh, to catch herself. They looked at each other closely, and smiled. Her eyes widened to dark beautiful orbs. Her eyebrows were lovely.

Zach led Maira over to the closet. He unbuttoned and hung up her natty uniform jacket. Quite a large semiautomatic pistol in a shoulder holster confronted him. He unhooked it and hung it up. She interrupted him and took the pistol out of the holster. She cocked it, put the safety on, and set it on the bedside table. This woman did not fuck around. "I hope I don't get a negative review," he said.

Maira smiled at Zach, "Don't worry your pretty head."

Maira's little tie and crisp, white silk blouse went into the closet next. Her state-of-the-art body armor fit her like a catsuit. Zach unzipped it. He found out she was a bit less stocky and a bit more well-endowed than he'd thought. She was a bit sweaty inside that armor, no shock there. His weight estimate of her went from 140 down to 120 or less. That body armor was heavy. Her breasts went from supposed C-cups to yummy D's, maybe a bit bigger. She smiled when she saw his eyes dance a little at this revelation. Her slacks had to come down to fully get her out of the armor. It protected her abdomen all the way down and was strapped with velcro under her crotch. Her sensible flats, socks included, went next. She had an ankle holster with a backup weapon, a small revolver. These articles were followed by her slacks, the rest of the way.

Maira was left in matching bra and panties, simple, cotton, gunmetal gray. The crotch of her panties was soaked. He popped her bra, which was front clasp. His big hands were suddenly full of two breasts, holding them. He stroked them, and knelt at her feet to roll her soaked panties down her legs. He set them both on a chair to dry. She had a generous black curly bush. He was elated and buried his nose in it. She laughed and grabbed his head. It tickled, she was tense, and the move was unexpected. Her smell thrilled him. She smelled excited. She'd had something spicy for lunch, seafood. A gun oil or body armor kind of smell was there, too. Maira the bodyguard.

Zach lifted Maira and carried her to the bed. He was hard for her. She had seen his penis in various states of erection through the evening, so she wasn't surprised. "Go slow," she said. He laid her on her back and began kissing her inner thighs. She looked down her body at him, a queen, accepting the adoration of her subject. She sighed as he nibbled with his wet lips on her vulva.

Maira's first orgasm sounded like, "Ugh..." Her body was arched tensely so that her generous round ass was hovering significantly above the bed. It was an extremely profound orgasm. Zach figured she knew only too well how the bedroom sounds carried to the crowd of women outside. She was trying to hold it in. She was feeling a bit shy about making any noise.

Maira was gripping Zach's hair very tightly and grinding, grinding when her second orgasm overtook her. She stifled a moan through gritted teeth. Her next one, a thrashing one, elicited a full bodied moan. It seemed she was loosening up by the time of the next one. Her voice was a different register, more vulnerable, a piercing cry. Shortly thereafter, her whole body shook and she let loose a full throated howl. She had given up on keeping quiet.

Not long after, Maira's hips flinched away from Zach's tongue, and it was time for the main event. "Go slow," she warned again. She seemed plenty slippery, but he lubed his penis anyway. He started by sliding his penis along her slot and tapping her opening with the head. From there, he slowly rocked into her. When he got to the two thirds mark, she tensed up. He slowed down and stroked in and out of her until she was past it.

Soon Zach was tapping the back of Maira, and she was wailing out orgasms. She said, "You fill me!" It was both an observation and a command. In between, she muttered in Hindi. As he got close, she was breathing hard. As she felt his short strokes, she said, "Inside. Do you hear? Stay in." He made his last few thrusts and locked into her.

Zach always seemed to have a ton of semen in him for a new woman, and this was no exception. He came and came. He came so hard he felt like an empty husk afterwards. It felt so right, so satisfying, all the way down to his toes. At the end, there was quiet and warmth. Maira's generous lips and tongue grappled passionately with his. Her breasts were right there to suckle. "I don't want this to end," he said greedily. It was almost dawn.

"I'll be back tomorrow," said Maira. "I'll be off at 4 AM as before."

"I'll be waiting," said Zach.

The crew awakened to see that all hell had broken loose in the morning video tabloids. Videos were out of Ayana and Khushi kissing and grappling in the hospital. There was quite an explicit video of Khushi sticking her head under the sheets of Ayana's bed. It ended with Ayana's explosive and climactic response to this development. It was all over the Internet. Zach's favorite title for one of the clips was "India representative apologizes for assassination attempt." There was outrage in India over this lesbian affair. There was outrage internationally that NASA had apparently lied about Khushi and Zach's monogamy. NASA revised its story to Zach and Colby being together, but they were hardly believed. There was anti-Colby sentiment, especially in the US. The terms were guarded, but it was essentially because of Colby's dark skin tone.

It took Ayana, Khushi, and their police escort forever to get to the hotel room. Not only was Ayana on crutches, there was a press of nagging reporters wherever they went.

This next week for Zach was a dim reflection of his original insemination hell week. Only Alexis and Colleen remained unfertilized out of the original six. Charisse, Ayana, Colette, and Colby were all now happily growing baby bumps. Some breasts were especially taut and tender. There was no other outward evidence among the crew. Monday morning the 14th, the day the scandal broke, was Alexis's insemination day. Colleen got the odd days.

Zach had one more red hot tryst with Maira in the early morning of the next day, the 15th. That was the end of the affair for the time being. That morning, a US military transport arrived to fly the crew directly to Johnson Space Center from Delhi. The crew and Becky were underway by late morning. The transport was spacious and had no other passengers.

Colleen found a quiet corner of the large military transport jet to make love to Zach. She got her batch six hours after Maira. It was nice, thick, and sizable. The Breeding Bitches and Aanya were all inspired by Zach's moan of satisfaction as he finished in Colleen. They organized themselves to take turns with him. Even suborbital, it was a long flight, so they took long satisfying turns. Zach took naps in between.

They arrived in Houston on the morning of the 16th. Zach saw an incredibly horny Beatrice at lunchtime. She had been missing him all week. She orgasmed long and hard under him and whimpered for more. He'd taken a two hour lunch and barely made it back to his office on time.

That evening, they were all suffering from a fair amount of jet lag. Zach slept soundly all night long. Most of the wives considered this a minor miracle.

Waking up refreshed, Zach arrived at Colleen's office mid-morning and ruined her desk blotter as requested. Her keyboard and mouse, pushed safely to the side, barely escaped the deluge.

After testing Emma's flexibility over his lunch hour, Zach met with Colleen mid-afternoon. Since Colleen didn't want to ruin another blotter, Zach had her bent over her desk.

They were all much better by that evening. The wives and Becky focused on getting Colleen pregnant. After oral, Colleen got Zach's first batch. Instead of moving to the blue room, the wives asked Colleen to stay with them. They put him one sleeping position over. Colby was in bed on his left and Colleen was on his right.

At his first awakening, Zach was moving along in Colby, getting close to inseminating her. She stopped him. She actually had to slap him gently to get his attention. She asked him to put it in Colleen. Although generally half asleep during these night time bouts, Zach could be directed. He immediately grabbed a surprised Colleen. Within a minute, he satisfied himself mightily in her already slick hole. Colby grinned at the surprised Colleen.

At his second awakening, he grabbed Anming sleeping to his right. She tried to divert him to Colleen, but this woke him up. He took her and finished in her despite her protests. He felt strongly that Anming needed to learn to accept him without complaint during her period. He rose briefly afterwards to wash himself off.

Zach wanted Berte desperately, and Aanya wanted a good pounding from Zach, so those wake-ups went as usual. Aanya's breasts were starting to look big and full, and this turned Zach on. At the next awakening, Becky successfully diverted Zach to Colleen. He was always putty in Becky's hands. After this, he carried Colleen off to the blue bedroom and had her several more times into the late morning. They both called in that they would be late to work, citing jet lag.

After this special day and morning for Colleen, Zach resolved to focus with diligence on Alexis. He hung out in the drone lab with Alexis and Colette. He enlisted Colette's help. Several guest fluffers dropped by the lab. There were the usual suspects like Charisse, Michaela, and Aanya.

Surprisingly, Colby showed up at one point, saying, "I'm here for my husband when he needs to get hard." She was not as skilled as the other participants. She was so unexpected. He had so much love for her. It made him hard for her to simply put her mouth on his penis in front of everybody. It was a real gesture of her love and devotion to him. When she was satisfied with his stiffness, he handed her the square of chocolate he'd brought for her.

Berte declared her fluffing session with Zach to be "just like old times around the lab." Berte came prepared with a foam knee pad for the concrete floor. Berte was so nonchalant and efficient, Zach had to stop her. If he'd let her continue, she would have gotten his semen instead of Alexis. As it was, he urgently went over to inseminate Alexis. He didn't last long. Luckily, Alexis had been inspired by Berte's demonstration. She was able to orgasm by the time Zach let go.

The next day was the first day Aanya's public service announcement was shown in the Indian media. There were positive reactions, but the negative reactions were widespread and vitriolic. Status quo types in India argued that the spot would "encourage girls to make wild accusations." Some went so far as to warn it would "end courting." Self-appointed champions of decency angrily called them "a crew full of whores, sluts, lesbians, and degenerates." They were bent on "destroying Indian culture."

Later that day, the crew received far more important news. The FBI had traced the assassination attempt back to a faction within the Chinese government. The target had been Anming. The Chinese government had eliminated the threat.

The crew had a restful weekend. First thing Monday morning, Colleen called a meeting of the entire crew in her largest conference room on base. Four men joined them in the meeting. "My crewmates," she began, "I'd like to introduce you to my old colleague Major Mateo Nelson. He went to Mars with me before." Mateo stood up. He was a dark complexioned wiry man, 5'8", with black close-cut hair and dark brown eyes. He was the same age as Colleen, mid-twenties. He looked fit and dangerous. He had a breathtaking smile.

It was obvious to Zach how Colleen had fallen in love or lust with this man. He wondered which it had been and how much sway he still held over her. He knew better than to ask his significant other about an old flame. If she had something to confess, he trusted she would do so.

Colleen dropped the bombshell. "Mateo is leading the geology mission that will be accompanying us to Mars. These four men will be sharing the Interplanetary Vehicle with us. For the first time, the Interplanetary Vehicle will be carrying a full compliment. Quarters assignments will be tighter than on our dry run."

"The geology mission will spend two years on Mars with us. They will return to Earth the next time the Interplanetary Vehicle flies by Mars. These men will not be permanent residents of Mars. Mateo will remain on the roster of possible future commanders of colony missions. We may see him again."

"This man is Doctor Jason Tyler," said Colleen. A short, distinguished looking black man wearing eyeglasses rose. He was neatly groomed, with short hair. He looked to be only a few inches above five feet. He was stocky, but fit-looking, and looked to be in his mid forties. "He leads the geology mission."

"His colleague Doctor Aiden Andrews," said Colleen. Aiden was pale complexioned and only slightly shorter than Zach. He looked to be in his mid-thirties. He was stocky and muscular, rare for his height, and outweighed Zach by more than a few pounds. He had sandy brown hair and intense green eyes. This gentleman was clearly a charmer. All these gentlemen were quite handsome. It certainly wasn't a problem as far as Zach was concerned.

"Last but not least, Doctor Ethan Connor," said Colleen. Ethan was also in his mid-thirties, tanned and weather beaten. This was an outdoor man. He stood about Mateo's height, so on the short side for a man. He was very stocky and muscular, built like a bull actually, with kind hazel eyes.

The men sat back down. "I'm sure you three know our colleagues Doctors Warren and Alexandre," Colleen said.

Aiden piped up, "Certainly! Ethan and I were both on team Alexis. Forgive us, Doctor Alexandre." He was referring to the speculation over which of the crew would end up with Zach.

"De rien," replied Colette, "I'm also team Alexis."

Alexis gave her two fellow geologists her most sultry look. "Little did you know you'd want to lose."

"With apologies to my distinguished colleagues Alexis and Colette, I won the bet," said Jason in his deep rich voice. "I was team Colby," he said, flashing his magnificent smile. Colby returned his gaze like a flustered schoolgirl. Weren't they a cute couple, thought Zach. Same coloring, him only slightly taller than her. He was a decade older, but fit.

Zach felt a momentary pang of jealousy. He would have to manage that. His was an open marriage. He encouraged exploration, for gosh sakes. He didn't own these women, and they didn't own him. These were fascinating, educated fellows. He needed to expect his wives would be all over these guys during the next two and a half years. And why shouldn't they? These guys were so handsome he'd do them himself if he had any interest in men whatsoever. This wasn't a problem, it was a blessing. No one man could ever do all these fascinating women justice. Now he had help worshiping them. That was a good thing!

He caught Alexis whispering to Berte, who in turn whispered back and forth with Colleen. Then Berte stood up and addressed the four men, chest forward and cleavage flashing. "I'm primary engineer for the main systems aboard ship," she said.

"Thank you, Berte," said Colleen, trying to regain the conversation.

But Berte pressed on. "So you could say, in a way, I am the ship, your hostess." She walked behind Mateo, rested her hands on his shoulders, and eyed the three geologists. "You could even say you'll be inside me the whole trip." Her impish smile beamed at them. This was getting heavy-handed, thought Zach with a smirk. Colleen looked exasperated, but she kept her mouth shut. This was Berte practicing. She walked behind Jason and touched his shoulders. He looked up at her and got a mouth-watering eyeful of her barely restrained breasts. She continued, "I'll do my best to make your stay a pleasant one." She latched onto Aiden's shoulders. "I think you should look forward to having a pleasant stay." She got to Ethan and whipped his chair towards her like she was going to give him a lap dance. "So much so, that after your first trip to Mars, you'll want to come again and again." She strolled back to her seat after this and sat down, giving intense eye jobs and smiles to the four.

Mateo gave Colleen a sidelong glance and a wry smile. He raised his hand in Berte's direction, and said, "I will come more than once."

Jason was flustered, but felt the need to say something to Berte on behalf of himself and the other geologists. "I... we... hope to get to know you better."

"Yes!" Berte encouraged.

Colleen pressed on. "Here are the quarters assignments I'm considering. Colby will bunk with Zach." At this, Jason looked over at Colby with regret ,and she looked right back at him. Zach got the idea those two would be flirting until he was the one who went nuts. Colleen continued, "Alexis will bunk with Colette. Charisse will bunk with Michaela. Berte will bunk with Aanya. Ayana will bunk with Khushi. Anming will bunk with me. Mateo will bunk with Jason. Aiden will bunk with Ethan. That's eight full quarters."

Mateo said, "You can comfortably sleep three or four in a quarters if you get creative with the beds. Anyone who wants to switch or combine staterooms should remember that." Looking pointedly at Berte, he added, "I'll certainly be looking to make my stay more comfortable. Three years is a long time to go without." He looked over at Anming, who quickly looked away. Zach figured he wanted to gauge the likelihood he could visit them, Colleen presumably already being biddable. Anming was not giving positive signals, or maybe she was. Looking quickly away meant that she understood the implications of his comment and was affected by it. Mateo didn't appear dissuaded by her response.