Founders Ch. 73

Zach strained into her. His orgasm gripped him. Tears and snot flew. He was bawling, desolate. It was not pretty. He unloaded his hot cargo, and Colby purred. She had handled him, handled the situation. The dangerous conversation had been derailed. He knew this, and he didn't care. Even under these crazy circumstances, in the aftermath, buried in her slick tight quim, he was at peace.

Anming said pointedly to Colby, "Even though a man never sees, he knows." It sounded like a cryptic random bit of Eastern philosophy. Zach knew it was Anming scolding Colby for what in Anming's mind was an inexcusable infidelity. He didn't want that. It would just sour Colby on their open marriage faster, push her away quicker. He had really screwed this up. Matters were getting worse. He was becoming a burden to Colby.

-----

On Monday, Kumbha the sixteenth, two things happened. Colleen's baby started kicking, and Zach moved to the graveyard shift to be with Berte and Aanya. Feeling Colleen's baby move made his day. Colleen was ecstatic.

At 10 AM, instead of starting his day watch, he joined Berte for what was effectively her evening relaxation period. She was in her study working on a new fuckspace that would go outside the bubble. "Just finishing up," she said, because she needed her hands to work.

"Don't hurry on my account," said Zach. "Be satisfied with your work. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure."

Berte giggled. "You Americans and your perverse national units of measurement."

"They're a source of national pride," said Zach. "If Alexander Graham Bell couldn't get us to switch to metric, nobody can."

"Who's he?" asked Berte idly.

"You don't know?" Zach said. "He's the inventor of the telephone."

"Johann Philipp Reis invented the telephone," said Berte.

"What, who?" asked Zach.

"Look it up," said Berte.

Zach did. "Well, I'll be damned."

"Americans!" said Berte. "Give 'em an inch and they'll take a mile- hah hah!" Big belly laugh from her, delighted, Zach assumed, by the weird units.

"Are you done?" asked Zach.

"Done enough," said Berte. "I'm all talked out. I'm on my last mile- pfffft! Hah!" She led him by the hand to Cabin B3. This was Ethan and Aiden's assigned quarters. She shared it with Aiden while Ethan slept with Aanya.

"Where is Aiden going to sleep?" asked Zach.

"I have something special planned for him this week," Berte texted and giggled. "Colette is going to make him her bitch."

"Oh no!" said Zach. They laughed. Berte pushed him onto the bed, fell on him, and kissed him.

She straddled him and worked her thumbs. She texted, "I have plans for you too, slave of the week." She tittered. Her phone now said everything she texted so he didn't have to have his phone handy to read it. The machine voice was a sexy female voice, but not Berte's.

Rubbing his belly with her nethers through their clothes in a rocking motion, she continued. "Yes, Alexis and Colette sat down with Aiden and me. They got a sense of him, so they can wow him this week, not terrorize him. Then we kicked him out and thought up plenty of surprises. They're going to videotape some of it so I can watch it and masturbate. Then they're going to videotape THAT and show it to Aiden in bits and pieces as a reward. Especially the parts where I cum watching him get handled by other women."

"Why do you need rewards for Aiden?" asked Zach. He was getting stiff and desperate from the slow and steady rubbing she was doing through their clothes.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Berte texted and giggled. It was clear that was all she'd disclose.

"I'm getting pretty desperate for you, sweetheart," Zach said.

"All right, just fine," Berte said. She stood up and yanked down her stretch pants and panties. She sat and planted her moistening bare vulva on Zach's mouth with a sigh. "Work it!" she grunted, giving her haunches a little twist to seat herself properly on his mouth.

She texted, "I hear that our fearless commander finally tried Jason on for size. She had a pretty satisfied look on her face. Woof! It was about time! I tried some of that juicy dark meat early on! I know he's really old and stuff, but he's such a caring lover. He reminds me of you and Ben. I think it confused him how much I loved sucking his cock. Is it a relief to have some help on the day shift, my love?"

"Mmph," Zach offered, mouth full of Berte's rocking, sliding nether lips and clitoris. It was just as well. Relief wasn't the word, and he didn't want to get into it.

"Colby's looking pleased of late," Berte texted. "I can imagine her guiltily going back and forth between the two of you," Berte thrilled. Excitement quivered in her loins. "White meat! Dark meat! White meat! Dark meat! Woof!" Her thumbs stopped and her hands flew down to grab his hair and yank it toward her snatch. She orgasmed hard on his tongue and sucking lips. "UUNGH!" She splashed her yummy juices all over his face.

Quivering atop her Zach mouth saddle, Berte resumed her texting. "So happy that Michaela's finally knocked up. Good job, Zach! We were all pretty worried. I figured her baby hotel had just plain seen too many tenants. I don't know if that's a thing."

"Mmph," said Zach, offering his expert medical opinion.

"Aiden and I don't understand each other at all. That's okay, because we just stick to the sex. We get along great as sex buddies," texted Berte. "I like a man whose weight can press me down as he fucks me, woof! He's good for when you're not around, because we all keep you pretty busy, I know. Max was the best with the weight. Woof! What a monster! Hang on-" Berte paused her thumbs. "Mwaaahah!!" She shook out an orgasm on Zach's face.

She sighed and continued. "But Max is like that painting that grabs your attention in the art museum. You know if you had it at home, it would soon become a tedious annoyance. You're just the right amount of woof for me, Zach. Maybe it's about that first time when you took my virginity. It was so overwhelming! It was better than I'd ever dreamed! It was because you understood me. You and Ben are the great ones at that. Mmm, Ben." She stopped then and whimpered, shook, quivered. She was unloading, getting her thoughts and emotions out. Things she wanted to confide to him.

Berte resumed brightly, "And the other thing about Max is he lasted forever! Some girls like that I guess, though I can't imagine why. I like a man who responds to me. Who shoots his cum excitedly when I love him good. Scout was good at that. So excitable! And you're good at the coming again and again part. And then waking up at night again and again and splooging in me again! Looking forward-" She stopped. "Nnnnnghh!" She groaned and orgasmed on his mouth with a satisfied twist.

"More than any man, you exhaust me, which is wonderful! At the end of our weeks, I'm exhausted! I'm bowlegged and feeling like I never want to see a dick again, which is perfect! And you understand me like Ben. I feel so blessed that our love is so perfect. With Aiden, it's very fun fucking, but with us, it's lovemaking, like you said. I feel less alone when we do it."

Berte put down her phone. "Okay, now!" she said. She pulled down Zach's scrubs and boxer briefs to his thighs with his help. Then, mouth watering, she gobbled and throated his rigid hard-on excitedly. She picked up her phone again and texted, "Cum for me Zach! Release in my throat, lover! Splooge in my slutty throat!" She could text without even looking at her thumbs or the screen.

Zach was not tracking much of that. "AAAAUUUGH!!" He wailed out his release, sending splash after splash down Berte's throat.

"Aaah!" Berte showed Zach his last few squirts of product rolling around on her tongue. She then swallowed them down as well with a big smile. "Okay!" she said happily, and carefully opened and stretched her tiny but extremely slippery and ready puss firmly down onto him. She started excitedly riding him, her phone on his chest. She resumed her texting. "After three weeks of mostly Aiden, woof! You hurt so good! Mmm yes. You know when you have me the couple times a week you do? The sting of it distracts me for a day. Reminds me I'm your little wife, lover. Brings back vividly whatever shout you made when you did the damage in me. Woof!"

"Thank you, sweetheart," said Zach, now that he could talk. "It's good to hear you think of me. I think of you, too, as you know. Not too many days ever go by before I wake up with a visceral need for you gripping me. Sometimes it's so hard to wait from the morning until you're available."

"Sometimes I miss us all in bed together," texted Berte. "But it's not so much that I'd give up this concentrated time with you. I'm a fan of just the two of us. Look at Ayana and Khushi, the fireworks between those two! Ayana, mmm. I admit, I like to get some regular head from her. Her tongue is the best! I think it's her dedication to pussies along with having one herself. Anyway, when she has me down there, spread and panting and all hot, she keeps trying to get Khushi to tag in and taste me. But Khushi resists. I think she's trying to make a point with Ayana about her need for men, but let's be honest, for you. She's trying not to muddle that argument by tasting all the pussies Ayana offers her.

But when Khushi gets all bothered on Ayana's tongue, Ayana has pushed my head in there after hers a few times now. Khushi doesn't say no then! In fact, she orgasms like a filthy lesbian slut on my tongue, on my little baby kisses. But you already know Khushi's a filthy lesbian slut, don't you Zach?" She paused her texting and her ride to orgasm on his cock with a moan. He felt her vagina thrash slickly at one second intervals as she orgasmed, thrash, thrash, thrash.

"Uh-huh," Zach moaned. His brain was not working.

Berte resumed her texting while driving. "And Alexis, don't get me started! What a slut! She's always trying to rope me into a foursome with her nightly fuck buddies Charisse and Mateo. I keep telling her it's too many women! Unless it's you, Zach, give me a break. They're going to kill the man. I think she's trying to make sure she ropes in plenty of strange for Mateo. She thinks if she doesn't, he'll wander off elsewhere. Yeah, innocent new girls for that pair to pin down and spread for Mateo. Let him have his filthy way." Berte paused to orgasm, "Uunghh!"

Berte's hips and thumbs resumed. "And Alexis is always asking me to throw some abuse of Colette into my day. She says she likes I'm not hung up about it. I'm not averse to dropping by and whizzing on her every once in a while. They always have a plastic sheet ready. Sometimes it's simpler than using the head. It's getting crowded now that everyone's out of the bubble, LOL. I don't get it, but I believe Colette gets something out of it. Don't whiz on me, Zach. It's not for me. Save your pee for Colette. Or Charisse! What a filthy slut. I love her so much. She makes me giggle. She likes men, but she's willing to teach me anything. She's being a good friend. Speaking, or I suppose texting of friends. I thought Aanya and I were going to get a lot more time to chill on this trip. We're ostensible roomies and all. But she's always under Ethan, or you I suppose, and I'm always under Aiden or you. Work, work, work!"

Here, Berte chuckled, still rocking her hips. "Aanya really took the thing with Aarav very hard, Zach. I hated to see her cry about that. I'm glad she made up so well with Khushi. I wanted to hide when I heard about that part. I don't like people being angry with each other. And speaking of angry, Anming's been getting upset about my potty mouth. I try to be less filthy around her, like saying 'cooch' instead of 'cunt.' She doesn't seem to appreciate it, though. Now think of her, our shy devoted flower, succumbing to the allure of Jason. That huge fat black member stretching open her slick tight Asian cunt. Wouldn't that be something to see? Her whimpers of delight and guilt as she orgasms shamelessly. Woof!" At this point, Berte paused to orgasm with a moan. Zach ejaculated hard up into her pulsing snatch with an "UUUUNH!"

Berte purred and laid down on Zach's chest, and texted. "Does the thought of Jason's valiant black dong ravaging Anming's pussy really make you squirt? Or is it just me?"

Zach decided to be honest. "As a fantasy, it's hot. In reality, I'm not sure I could cope."

"I don't understand," texted Berte. "Jason is a dreamboat. Anming deserves a good railing more than anybody. She's lived through so much ugly stuff. Why wouldn't you be happy for her, like you are for me when I get laid?"

"I don't know," said Zach. "I'd like to react the same with Colby and Anming as I do with you other wives. I wanted you and Aanya to reach out and experience the wide world while you had a chance. For Colleen, I think it was always understood between us that she'd sample other men occasionally. I'm not sure why I feel differently about Colby. She's so upset about the non-monogamy, it seems like it would be self-destructive behavior for her. To be honest, I was uncomfortable about open marriage as well early on. I guess I still am, or I wouldn't be having mental problems regarding Colby and Anming. It hurts me just thinking about it, much less the reality."

Berte abruptly jumped to her feet. Cum splashed liberally on his belly and on the bed she shared with Aiden. She spoke to him, "I've gotta pee. No, a BM! Be right back!" She threw on his scrub shirt, which was like an ultra miniskirt for her, and fled out the cabin door.

Zach found a towel that looked like it already had some dried Berte and Aiden on it. He wiped himself off. It seemed Berte had hit a social snag, like after the first time they'd made love. Of course! She must know that Colby was railing Jason. Berte had realized Zach didn't know about this. Secrets made her vastly uncomfortable. For all he knew, Jason or somebody else was railing Anming as well. He understood how that would be unpleasant for Berte to contain. He'd just said he didn't know whether he could cope with such news. That was an extreme emotion for him.

Zach's phone beeped, and he fetched it out of his pants. It was Berte. "I sampled all of them. But now I feel bad, like I hurt you."

Zach texted back, "No, doll, your intentions were clear at our first meeting with them. If I'd been upset by your behavior then, I would have told you. I asked you to go after men for your own edification. The mining crew wasn't excluded from that. No surprise here. No hurt."

"Then why is there hurt with Colby and Anming?"

"There isn't any hurt. They haven't done anything as far as I know." Zach was lying in Colby's case.

"I don't want to be involved in your relationships with our other wives," texted Berte. "This is the part I thought would be hard, and it is."

"You don't have to be a part of it," texted Zach. "Let's leave them out of it. This week is about you and me. Let me solve my own relationship problems with them. I don't need your help. Come back. I miss you. That's our current relationship problem."

Berte texted, "You understand, I won't talk about them. I won't answer any questions about them."

"It's better not to gossip," texted Zach.

"I'm learning that," texted Berte.

-----

The day shift awakened to the news that electronic copies had arrived of Aarav Acharya's tell-all bestseller. It recounted his torrid affair with Aanya and his torrid fling with Khushi. On first peek, the book was wildly inaccurate. It represented that both women were hopelessly in love with him and catfighting over him to this day.

(To be continued)