Founders Ch. 79

"Hmm... huh," answered Zach. His hips were thrilling and thrusting in Charisse's hand. She ducked beneath the blanket. Within a minute, he stifled a moan as she caught his ejaculate with her face and breasts. She surfaced with a triumphant smile, painting and spreading his cum gleefully across herself in the semi-darkness.

Soon after, baby Vrishika grew restless amid the gaining din and flash of the fireworks show. Charisse had to leave with her. Zach escorted them back to their quarters. Other moms and babies had also left or were preparing to leave.

After Zach tucked Charisse and Vrishika safely in, he decided to go see Khushi. He had seen her leave the party with baby Aaron. At her quarters, he indeed found her at home alone with Aaron. She greeted him with a kiss and let him in. They lay on the bed and kissed while he gently fingered her and stroked her vulva to a couple of nice orgasms. In the midst of their petting, she admitted to some soreness from the day before and begged off intercourse. Her consolation gift was a literal booby prize. She gave him a spectacular boob job that ended in him grunting and shooting onto her tits and face. After kissing and petting her to another whimpering orgasm, he took his leave to return to the party.

Zach returned to the party. He saw by the firework flashes in the near total darkness that a lot of bumping was going on under the blankets. Everyone seemed to be occupied having sex. Nearest him, blanket cast aside, Ayana had a painful-looking grasp of Colette's hair. She was holding Colette's face tight to her cunt. Ayana was bucking her hips into that face. She was orgasming with a series of grunts.

It was easy to see that it was Aiden that Alexis had under her. She was riding him reverse cowgirl while they tried to watch the fireworks.

Colleen and Mateo were cuddled face to face under their blanket, kissing and whispering to each other. They were necking and perhaps doing more under the blanket. It didn't appear that they had as yet moved on to intercourse.

It appeared that Michaela had already enjoyed Ethan once. They were both disheveled. She was down sucking him to another cockstand.

Anming and Jason were laying together under a blanket watching the fireworks. Colby had been with them earlier, but she'd had to leave with baby Mina. It appeared at first glance innocent. As he watched, it became evident that a subtle contest of wills was taking place. Anming's eyes closed, she whimpered, and her hips pumped. Her eyes opened and she sat up whispering to Jason, scolding. She then looked around furtively, seeing whether anyone had noticed her orgasm.

Seeing everyone else otherwise occupied gave her relief. She orgasmed on Jason's fingers a second time as she sat there, this time with a louder whimper. Again, she turned to him and lay into him in a whispering tone. She did not, however, remove his hand or remove herself from her seat next to him.

She sighed and lay down. This time she really let loose. She sighed and quivered. It was so erotic and horny Zach practically died. At the end of this, she was breathless, laying next to Jason. Quickly, he moved his hips up to her face, pointed his dick into her gasping mouth, and unloaded a couple of thick shots of semen into her mouth. This surprised her, but she swallowed them with a moue of distaste. Then she sat up, stood up, and walked away spinward, teetering, disheveled. Her bikini bottoms were halfway down her thighs as she staggered hastily away.

Zach was hiding on the antispinward side of the room, peeking through the threshold from the corridor. He guessed Anming was headed toward her private quarters at A1. He set off antispinward, the long way around, to meet her there.

A minute later, Zach got a text message from Anming. "My husband, I need you."

"Where are you?" he replied.

"My quarters, A1," she texted. He had guessed correctly.

Zach met Anming at her quarters. This was the place she ostensibly shared with Colleen. It wasn't Colby's quarters, where she had been sleeping and spending time most recently. She was wearing her bikini. The bottoms had been pulled up into place. It appeared she had stopped by the head to wash her face. It looked scrubbed. She let him in, then shut the hatch. "My husband, I..." she looked tortured, upset.

"What can I do for you, sweetheart?" he asked.

She wiped a tear, "My husband, I need to be punished, and Alexis is unavailable. I beg you-"

"Can we talk about it?" asked Zach. "Maybe it would be healthy to talk it out?"

She grabbed him around the neck, pulled him down and kissed him fiercely with full tongue. The toothpaste and mouthwash had washed away or masked the taste of Jason's copious load. "I know you don't enjoy punishing women, even if they deserve it," said Anming. "Alexis told me this, but please. Perhaps just a little? I can't live with myself for a moment longer."

"Perhaps talk a little, punish a little?" asked Zach. "Get it out of your system."

"My husband, I don't want my, bad hmm... thoughts... to intrude on our happy domesticity. Part of my punishment time with Alexis is to fully confess my... hmm... bad thoughts. A good wife should always be completely honest and forthcoming with her husband. But right now, I am a bad wife," she said unhappily.

"You feel like a bad wife, I think you mean," said Zach.

"As you say," said Anming. "You're so sweet and good to me." She kissed him fiercely. He tasted the toothpaste and mouthwash in her mouth. It reminded him of something else. Was it wrong for Zach to be turned on by this? Now, it appeared, both of them were feeling guilty.

Well first, he needed to sort himself out before he could help her. "Now, let me collect my thoughts for a moment," he requested.

"Certainly, my husband," she said. She held his face in her delicate hands and stroked his cheeks.

Was it a wrong thing for him to be sexually excited by this situation? That is, seeing his overly loyal, decidedly monogamous wife misbehave? Was it wrong to enjoy seeing her candidly cheat, at least in her own mind? Orgasm on another man's fingers? Take another man's load into her mouth?

Certainly it wasn't wrong for him to be sexually excited by practically anything, as long as it didn't hurt others. Jason certainly hadn't been hurt. Anming seemed genuinely disturbed in the aftermath of this. Clearly she'd gotten herself into the situation deeper than she intended. She took care of herself and walked away, though. But nobody had forced anybody to do anything. She'd swallowed that cum willingly. Okay, he was not going to feel bad for enjoying the sight of that.

Now if he had eavesdropped on them where they had an expectation of privacy, like he had with Colby and Jason, that would be wrong. This was not that. They did this in a public area of the ship. Nothing to feel bad about there.

It probably wasn't the healthiest of sexual expressions for him. Anything that had him slinking around and peeking around corners couldn't be all that healthy. But now he was splitting hairs. He had nothing to feel guilty about. Moving on.

"Okay, let's do this," said Zach. "Will spanking you work?"

"Whipping with this is preferable," said Anming. She went to a drawer and retrieved a short stick with a bunch of leather tassels on one end. "It hurts more and damages the skin less. These are the despicable things I must learn from Alexis, my husband. It's only appropriate for me to learn these things."

"Okay, I'm going to pull down your bikini bottoms and whip you with this," said Zach. "You're going to tell me everything you're feeling guilty about. And I will just listen. I won't argue with you."

"Everything would take forever, my husband," said Anming. "Certainly I will say many things that are bothering me greatly. Yes, please just listen and whip me with no comment."

"Fair enough," said Zach.

"A slow, even pace is good," Anming said expectantly.

"Oh, right," said Zach. She wanted to get started. He pulled her bikini bottoms to her knees, then turned her to the side. He began gently at a slow pace. He increased the force until she seemed to be getting the right amount of pain. "Okay, confess."

"My husband, I always begin any- AH! -of this with a confession of my guilt- AH! -in the matter of my own subjuga- AH! -tion and impregnation in my home coun- AH! -try. You westerners call it rape. I know- AH! -it is rape. I know it was not my fault- AH! -but I feel guilty that in my arro- AH! -gance, I didn't believe I would ever- AH! -be arrested. In my arrogance, I- AH! -believed I was special, untouchable. AH!"

"Also, I felt pleasure under him. I- AH! -even orgasmed. In this way, my own- AH! -body was complicit in my subju- AH! -gation. With so much loneliness, I grew- AH! -to secretly look forward to his at- AH! -tentions. Pain or pleasure, it made no diff- AH! -erence to me. In these and many oth- AH! -er ways, I feel complicit in my own- AH! -rape."

"Now, AH! To the matters at hand. You may whip my- AH! -legs and back as well- AH! -if you wish. AH! I've had lustful thoughts of infidelity- AH! -with the mining crew. Specifically... AH! Specifically... specifically... AH! -Jason. But more than Jason, all of them. AH! But almost always Jason. AH!"

"I fantasize that he lures me with that- AH! -syrupy voice of his. I dream of kiss- AH! -kissing his big fat lips, wet kisses. I- AH! -dream of giving him my mouth, my breasts. I- AH! -dream of giving him my fertile hole to- AH! -touch and lick. I dream of taking his seed- AH! -in all my holes. Painfully in my dirt- AH! -hole. Especially in my mouth. AH!"

"I know these thoughts are wrong. They plague me es- AH! -pecially now so that I can't sleep. Col- AH! -by has now invited Jason to sleep- AH! -with us in our bed at night, you see. It's- AH! -hard not to dream of him with the smell and- AH! -heat of him right there. He has been a per- AH! -fect gentleman. But Buddha protect me- AH! -I sometimes don't want him to be. AH!"

"I have now made my confession," said Anming. Hearing this, Zach stopped before he landed the next stroke. "Now I want you to hurt me, mark me, cripple me with your virile passion."

"I was hoping you'd ask for that," said Zach. "If you weren't, I was. Can I ask you for something?"

"Anything, my husband," said Anming.

"Would you join me in Charisse's quarters at night? I know this involves a change in hours for you," he said.

"Gladly and with relief, my husband. Michaela and the others will understand," answered Anming. She smiled joyfully. "I had hoped you might ask me."

-----

Zach was about to pin Khushi down by her wet pussy when there was a knock on her hatch. Zach covered his crotch with his shirt and went to answer it. It was Ayana. Even with the covering, she noticed his straining erect penis and looked pointedly away. "Forget something?" he asked.

"I'm tired," said Ayana. "And I'm big as a whale. Once the men were situated for the night, there aren't any women to sleep with."

"My darling love, I want to sleep with you," Khushi insisted from the bed.

"Thank you, love, I had that idea, too," said Ayana. "Can I stay here?" she asked Zach.

"What about my night with Khushi?" asked Zach.

"Don't leave, stay," said Ayana. "Stay and keep staying. We both want to sleep with Khushi. I realize that avoiding each other makes it harder on all three of us."

"You said it made you feel sick to think of me with Khushi, much less witness it," said Zach.

"I'm sick all the time anyway these days, and plus I may have exaggerated," said Ayana. "You're a fine man, Zach. You know I think that. And I need to warm up to things. You know that."

"Well, come on in at least," said Zach. "It's cold in the hallway."

"My loves," said Khushi, "it would mean the world to me to sleep together with both of you."

"Whatever Khushi wants, she gets," said Zach. "But I'm concerned. I don't want anything to backfire on us. Our present arrangement is working."

"I agree," said Ayana, and hugged Zach. "I promise to be a good bed mate to you, Zach. I promise to make it good for all three of us."

"As do I," said Khushi.

"Me three. Okay, well, okay. I can drag in an extra bed tomorrow," said Zach. "Do you think we can fit into the double bed tonight?"

"Let's try," said Ayana. "I don't want to rearrange the bedroom tonight."

"I can't say I'm displeased to find an additional woman in bed with me tonight," said Zach.

"I certainly don't want to seem unfriendly, Zach," said Ayana. "But you know I like women."

"I'm merely saying I find you to be pleasant company," asked Zach. "There are no obligations here."

"Think of me as another man in a threesome with Khushi," said Ayana. "That said, it was not my intention to crash your party tonight. I know Khushi has been missing you and anticipating this night. I don't want to let her down, or you. I might participate some, if both of you welcome it. I'll probably just sleep. I'm tired."

"I'm fine with whatever either of you want to do tonight," said Zach.

"I'm excited," said Khushi. "It's wonderful having you both here."

"Before you arrived, I was just about to, um... make love to Khushi," said Zach.

"Don't let me delay you further," said Ayana. "I'm sorry for interrupting the two of you."

"It's okay," said Zach. "I'm happy you want to stay with us."

"And I've botched things up. You're drooping, Zach," said Ayana, concerned. "Not your usual hardness I remember from the insemination... and stuff."

"Don't worry about it," said Zach. "I get excited very quickly."

Khushi held Zach's now hardening penis in her hands. She knelt and directed it toward her mouth. Ayana turned away from them. "I'll be over here," she said. She lay down at the edge of the bed in an attempt to give them as much room as possible.

Khushi used her skilled mouth and throat on him. Within a minute, he was erect and straining hard. With great excitement, she lay back and spread for him. As he rocked into her, she sang out, "EEEY! UNH! Oh you're SO big, lover!"

Zach watched Ayana flinch as they started. He knew that women could be very territorial about their lovers. He appreciated the struggle Ayana was putting herself through to share their bed.

Khushi's wet excitement grew, and soon she orgasmed under him with a guttural squeal. Zach enjoyed so much just covering her right now, laying on her. She was his only lover that was not either out of commission or big as a house. She was big and fit enough to take his weight, and he was making the most of it. He lounged and luxuriated his weight on her, thrusting hard. He noticed that Ayana had quietly rolled over. She watched Khushi hungrily as the latter was pinned, shaking, and whimpering in ecstasy under him.

Zach couldn't stand it. "RAAAAAH!" he cried as he speared Khushi's vagina with one final desperate thrust. His nether organs went to work pumping, pumping, pumping semen into her as he moaned in ecstasy. They fell quiet.

"It's fascinating," said Ayana. "The general consensus among my friends was that men can't do it more than once. I'd never had any men before Zach. And Zach was trying to make it as painless as possible for me. So he only injected his stuff once and got out of there. I was recently in an FFM threesome and found out guys can have more than one. It made me feel a lot less sorry for them and their partners, I have to say."

"Oh yes," said Khushi. "I suppose it doesn't get around to you. Zachary especially can continue tirelessly. His cream appears boundless as well. He's a marvel."

"Ha ha, don't oversell me," said Zach. "I'm here to try to sleep some, too."

"How long does he have to wait?" asked Ayana.

"Oh, he can usually go again right away. In fact, get to work, Zachary!" said Khushi. "UGH! Yes! There it is! Yes, in fact, Berte made me promise to accept no less than two times in a row from Zachary. You hear that, my stallion? Never again less than twice! Ahh!"

"She seems pretty smug about it," said Ayana. "Shall I shut her up, Zach?"

"Be my guest," he replied.

Ayana threw one leg over and straddled Khushi's face. Ayana's back and lovely ass were on full display. Khushi's whimpers did quiet down considerably, muffled as they were by Ayana's vulva. Khushi did good work with her mouth. Ayana's backside quivered in delight.

"Would you mind turning toward me?" Zach asked. "I'd prefer a face to look at."

"I don't want to look at you while I'm cumming, Zach," said Ayana. "Nothing personal."

"Just a preference," said Zach.

"It's really no problem, I guess," said Ayana. "I'll just close my eyes. It doesn't bother me that my naked body excites you, Zach."

-----

On Tuesday, Mesha 10, the crew got a copy of the Bollywood movie based on Aarav Acharya's tell-all book. It was a wildly imaginative and fact-challenged account of his relationships with Aanya and Khushi. The Breeding Bitches insisted on a viewing party with all the trimmings set for the very next day, 2 to 4 PM. Mateo graciously agreed to watch the show from the bridge and pilot the ship so Colleen could attend. Alexis wanted to watch with Mateo, but Colleen persuaded her otherwise, citing the electrical hazard semen posed.

Zach remained on the night shift, sleeping some of the night with Charisse and some with Khushi and Ayana. They had to get up a few minutes early to get to the show. Alexis and Mateo were sleeping together on the night shift. Mateo went to relieve Colleen. An extremely antsy and horny Alexis regretfully went straight to the viewing party in Recreation B.

Zach cuddled up under a blanket with Khushi and baby Aaron. Ayana went off to look for someone else to cuddle with. The movie began.

The actress playing Aanya was a woman by the name of Riya Patel. Aanya hated the choice and jeered at the beginning of the opening scene. Khushi quietly insisted to Zach that Riya was pretty good. Riya portrayed Aanya as a very stiff and formal person in this opening scene. She wore a uniform intended to be a NASA flight suit. It was even more flattering, skin-tight, and revealing. Before the TV interviewer even got through half of his first question, as the opening credits were still appearing on the screen, Riya stood and burst into song. It was in Hindi, but there were English subtitles.

Riya, portraying Aanya, sang, "I'm dead inside.
The dean of my university
He took my virginity
In a most improper way."

The interviewer, cameramen, and other men chorused at this point, "Women shouldn't be treated so badly!"

Fictional Aanya continued, "We need to stop this,
In fact, sex is wrong,
And love is a joke,
A big, fat joke on all women."

The men: "It's awful she's been hurt so badly."

There was a dance break here where the men on the set try to console her. She pushes them all away.

Fictional Aanya sang some more: "I need to go to an empty planet,
For only it can hold my empty heart.
Mars sounds pretty good.
That's why I signed up."

The men warned, "Don't run away from love, or it will only bite you harder."

Fictional Aanya: "All men are despicable.
We are an all-woman crew,
We don't need men to thrive,
There's artificial insemination."

The men warned, "Ha ha! The joke is on you."

"I guess you don't exist in this version, Zach," joked Khushi.

"That's revisionist history for you," commented Zach.

"Are you my little test tube baby?" Khushi cooed at Aaron.

The woman portraying Aanya was gorgeous, sexy, and a wonderful singer and dancer. The story bore hardly any resemblance to what actually happened. It was catchy, though, and the dancing was great.

The next TV interview portrayed in the movie was another singing and dancing number. This time, it was a duet between Riya, the woman playing Aanya, and Aarav, who was portraying himself in the movie.