Founders Ch. 92

92: Friday, Mithuna 20, 232. 2000 hours OST: Adah

Zach rang the bell to Apartment Three. Naz opened the door, looking up at him excitedly. A shy-looking Adah was right behind her. "Greetings to our humble home again so soon," Naz purred.

These copper-skinned babes looked excruciatingly good to him, trusting what was to come. They had made some clothes for themselves for the occasion! He felt honored. Naz's curvy lines were all on display in a tiny dark red dress and matching red flats. The hem was daring, right at crotch level. Adah, behind her, wore a tight forest green dress that hugged her figure and was equally short.

"Your dresses are beautiful!"

The women giggled happily, conspiratorially. Naz said, "Thank you, Zachary." Short and stocky, Naz was probably the shortest woman on Mars. By their medical files, both Naz and Michaela were 150 cm tall, or 4'11". Zach would guess Naz was shorter than Michaela by a hair's breadth. Her pretty face was glowing with excitement, making her stunningly radiant. What beautiful long eyelashes, strong eyebrows, and dark brown eyes she had! He easily got lost in them.

Where were his manners? He looked over her head and smiled at Adah, who had been staring at them. As if caught at some intimacy, Adah looked away shyly. His eyes raked her; he restrained himself from staring. She was tiny, only a few inches taller than Naz. Unlike the stocky Naz, she had a delicate thin frame and face. She was a decade younger than either Naz or himself, only 24. Her spectacles made her look sterner than her years. He would have guessed her underweight for conception were it not for her bountiful C titties. They looked massive on her, and oh-so-suckable.

He returned his focus to Naz. She was beaming up at him. "Yes, it was to be Sunday," he said, cupping her tiny cheek in his hand. She closed her eyes and nuzzled into it like a kitten. It made Zach smile. "Did you enjoy yourself yesterday morning?"

"Very much so," said Naz. "I've been telling her... it's Nirvana."

"I'm so happy," said Zach. "I enjoyed myself immensely, too. I'm looking forward to many more such times. Perhaps a lifetime of them?"

If Naz could have purred like a kitten and wrapped around his leg, she would have.

Adah looked on with a shy smile. "I pray this arrangement works as well for me," she said shyly. "I believe it can. Anming told me you're better."

"Better?" asked Zach. Than a vibrator? Than a man? Not Mateo. Must be Jason?

Adah looked away with embarrassment. "I've said too much."

Zach wouldn't pry. "Adah, how would you like to get comfortable? A massage perhaps?"

"Oh no," said Adah. "We were given strict instructions to serve you exactly as Trigonometry wives would. Anming made us swear solemnly."

"Okay," said Zach. "Meaning?"

"Which means this, to start," said Adah. She strolled playfully over to the dining room table. "I'm happy to do it here, even in front of Naz. Such a relief! Thank you so very much for saving me earlier, Zachary."

Zach came up behind Adah. He hugged her close, pressing her body against his, feeling her nipples harden against his arms. His growing cock swelled against her lower back. "I'll always do whatever I can for you. I'll always try to keep you safe."

Adah melted against him as he held her.

Zach added, "I appreciate that you want to follow Anming's instructions. If you prefer it, we can do it this way. I'd like to see your face and make more of an intimate connection with you, if you don't mind."

Adah replied, "Above all else, we are to strive to please you, Zachary." She spun and jumped up to sit her tiny butt on the dining table. Then she lay back on her elbows, exposing her matching green panties to him. Her tiny legs dangled in space. One flat fell off. "Would you prefer me in this way?" Her smile was conspiratorial. Her lip quivered. "I've never done anything like this with a man. Just a quick 'hello' at the door, then... here on the table... it's utterly shameless!"

"Are you okay with it?" he asked.

"Don't ask me such a nasty question!" Adah flirted, smiling.

"I told her," said Naz. "If she can't bring herself, I can do it."

"You're a good friend to her, Naz," said Zach. Then to Adah he said, "Despite what Anming told you to do, I want this to be fun for you. We can ease into this gently."

"By what they said," Adah grimaced, wide-eyed, "there will be no easing in!" Adah reached out toward Zach's crotch. "May I?"

"Sure."

Adah put the tiny palm of her hand on his straining erect equipment and stroked it up and down. There was a quick exchange in Hindu between the women.

"I was thinking the bed until you led me to the table, but I like how you think! I think it's time to modify the Trigonometry tradition. May I touch you?"

"Do as you wish," said Adah, voice trembling only slightly.

Zach regarded her as he gently stroked one erect nipple through her dress. "I love that women go bra-less on Mars."

"It's all the rage on Earth now, but doesn't work so well there."

His other hand stroked Adah's bare inner thigh. She shifted restlessly, opening her legs slightly. He moved up between her legs, gently pushing her legs further apart. He stroked his cock, ramrod hard in his scrub pants, on her panty clad opening.

Naz was also breathing hard. She said, "Don't fear, it will go in."

Adah blustered, "This is not my first big man."

Zach undid his pants and stepped out of them.

"Lord Shiva," Adah breathed.

"As I said," Naz smirked.

Zach dropped his scrub pants and tugged at Adah's matching green panties. She lifted her tiny firm derriere to help him. He slid her panties down and off. She was shaved clean and bare. Her slit was small and brimmed with dewy wetness. He stroked his bare cock on her opening. As he stroked, her lips parted juicily to allow him between, flattening against his girth. Her breathing became ragged.

"Don't protect me anymore," Adah moaned.

"It's not that," said Zach. "It's clear you're excited and ready to go. Usually I do at least some of this first." He backed off and introduced his index finger gently and firmly into her slippery vagina. She was so tiny! Two fingers would have been too much. He found her g-spot and fucked his finger into her with increasing speed, tapping it. He made sure her clit got lots of slick attention from his thumb.

The results came with near immediacy. "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!" she cried in hot passionate orgasm.

"What a wonderful sound," said Zach.

As he removed his finger, she fell still, expectant.

"Excuse me, it's a terrible braying noise," said Adah.

"What? Sorry? It's lovely!! It's like what it would sound like if a fluffy bunny howled at the moon."

"You're an awful man, making fun of my sounds." The two women exchanged words in Hindi. Adah added, "You're a funny man, it seems."

"I'm not making fun. Truly, it was lovely!"

"Why are you looking at me this way?"

"I want to see your breasts."

Hastily, she rolled down the top of her green knit mini dress. Now it was just a band around her waist. Her breasts, impressive for their relative size, presented with firm sleek softness. Her dark nipples stood puckered erect. "They're not much," she commented.

"They're glorious!" he breathed. His mouth couldn't resist. He swooped down on her right teat and sucked much of the breast into his mouth, firmly pleasuring its surface. At the same time, he stroked her vagina and g-spot firmly as before until he elicited another "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!"

"I want to smell and taste you."

"What?" answered Adah. She lay flat on the table, only half coherent.

She smelled and tasted like fresh-caught salmon. He reveled in her clean scent as he pried open her tiny wet vulva with his large slippery tongue. He pleasured her all at once from the bottom of her inner lips to her stiff little clitty at the top.

This attention soon had the expected result: "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!" He didn't stop there. She was just so tasty! The whimpers of her rolling orgasm became cries.

She howled her fluffy bunny howl shrilly in extreme orgasm, startling him. It sounded like he was murdering her. He didn't know what these apartment walls would suppress. It was shocking such volume and force came from such a tiny individual.

He looked up to see Naz looking shocked, her fingers in her ears. This sight caused him to burst out in helpless laughter. Adah turned to look and joined him in laughter. Soon they were all laughing.

Naz added, "I'm grateful you didn't do that at the town meeting." They burst out laughing again.

Her laughter dying off, Adah confided, "I don't mean to be impatient..."

Zach got the message. He grabbed her legs firmly and slid her slim ass over the edge of the table toward him. He wet the tip of his cock on her vulva, stretching it slickly, making everything slick. "I'm going to go slow, okay? So I-"

"Please!" she cried. "UUUUNNNN!" This as he popped his head in and pressed forward a slippery inch. "Slow is fine," she allowed.

"Are you doing okay?" he asked, rocking gently and firmly in and out of her.

She squeezed her eyes shut and cried out, "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!"

"There's the sound I love." He continued forcing open her vaginal cavity with firm, amorous precision. She continued her rolling orgasms as he did so. He saw his thrusting cock distend her tummy slightly. By the time he was fucking full length into her, she'd had two dozen orgasms. She was such a hot little kitty! Perhaps the most responsive woman he'd ever had, and he'd had more than a few.

Adah's tight vagina fluttered maddeningly on his cock, demanding his offering. There was no meed to wait. "AAAAAHHHHHH!!!" he roared, his eyes drilling intently into Adah's. She screamed, partly in orgasm, partly at the intensity with which Zach finished. He launched his hot offering into her with utter delight.

All was suddenly still.

Naz said something in Hindi. Adah groaned a response that made Naz titter.

"What?" he asked.

"She's quite funny," Naz answered cryptically.

Zach asked Adah, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yaaas... yes..." Adah assured him. "You like... my sex?"

"So very much," Zach gushed.

Naz said something to Adah in Hindi. There was a back and forth that sounded mutually supportive.

"Is anyone feeling jealous? These situations can be emotionally tricky."

Adah said something in Hindi and Naz guffawed.

"What?"

"Don't worry, Zachary," said Naz. "There is enough of you to share around, is there not?"

The women were getting along, so that was the important thing.

"I'm still hard," said Zach. He spun Adah around so that her tummy rested on the table and her legs hung down. She was too short for her toes to reach the ground. He lifted her right leg to make entrance. His heavy load of semen spattered everywhere as he renewed his vehement enjoyment of her tight cunt.

"UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!" Adah cried to begin another series of rolling, crashing orgasms.

"That's my girl." It was twice as long a ride with twice as many excited Adah orgasms. She was shrill and nonstop.

At the end, he excitedly jetted another bountiful offering of his essence deep into Adah's womb. He couldn't help it. Her excitement, her abandon, elicited the most excited, fullest offering from him.

In the stillness, Adah seemed stunned, barely conscious. "How are you doing? Any discomfort?"

"Am I broken? I... I don't... care," Adah groaned. "So hot, your cream! You pump me so full, so hot. Twice! I feel your organ deep in me, throbbing! I'm getting close..." She closed her eyes. "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!" Her whole body shook.

"I honestly don't know how I fit into you," confessed Zach. He regarded his beefy cock shaft protruding from between her child-sized ass cheeks. "Once I found the correct slippery little dimple, the rest was automatic."

"Jason," she confessed, "Jason made me unafraid when I saw your thing tonight."

"Jason is a good lover, I know," said Zach. "I'm glad you got to experience him. I wouldn't be surprised if you preferred him."

"Men!" Adah fumed. "There's no comparing better or worse! Jason is like a long bumpy train ride from Mumbai to Delhi. With orgasms at every mile marker, assuredly! You are more like a roller coaster ride, Zachary! Furious, where I felt I would fly off or break myself any second! I like both roller coasters and train rides. There is no better. Only different. Moreover, both you and Jason are unique from all other men I've known or even heard about. So very generous and giving in the lovemaking. So very exciting. Not like other men."

Naz sat at the table, hands clamped tightly between thighs, a look of desperation on her face. "I understand it's Adah's turn tonight," she said apologetically.

"I was hoping you'd participate as well," said Zach.

Naz relaxed and beamed. "I'm under your spell, Zachary," she confessed. "I feel you even now since yesterday morning. It makes me all the more willing."

"You, both of you, make me very horny tonight," Zach confessed. He slid out of Adah, turgid and glistening. Some of his offering, along with his previous, splashed onto the floor between Adah's shaking legs. Another orgasm shook her to the core upon his exit. "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!" Her accompanying spritz of girl cum sprinkled his legs as he backed away. What a hot little bunny she was!

In a moment, he was on Naz like an exotic dancer. He kissed her deeply, his wet cock stroking up her bare leg. He lifted her bodily, eliciting a playful shriek. She was firmly built but tiny, so perhaps a hundred and twenty pounds. He placed her on her tummy against the table. He grabbed her matching dark red panties. They seemed fragile enough. He tore them off, eliciting an excited grunt. Recycling was good at the colony. They could make more panties.

Naz was sopping wet. Holding himself with one hand, he grabbed one meaty ass cheek with the other, presenting her cunt. He swirled his wet cock head on her wetness and penetrated into her firmly.

"Aahhh!"

He stalled out in Naz's tight gripping excitement a few inches in. From there, he rocked into her writhing cunt. She was slick.

"OoooAAAAAH!" An orgasm.

"Go for it! Two howlers! Wonderful!" If he didn't know her, he would have thought it was a competition. Instead, he knew she was lost in her own world of sensation. She'd been extremely primed by watching. He loved it. Her howling much like Adah was taking up the energy of what she'd witnessed. Come to think of it, she had howled a bit the first time. So, two howlers! Coincidence? Had they shared a man or men before? It seemed unlikely. Shared each other's bed perhaps? Intriguing.

He looked over at Adah. She had jumped down from the table onto her knees. She held one dinner napkin to her leaking slit while wiping the mess on the floor with another.

"I can get that," he felt compelled to mention.

She looked up at him dubiously. "You keep making, I'll happily wipe." She smiled. Good, she was having fun. She nodded, pointed to Naz.

Naz was orgasming. "OoooAAAAAH!"

"Howl on, my girl!"

She had instinctively gone up on her toes to get a more pleasing angle. He broadened his stance and pulled her down on her heels, afraid she'd get a cramp if she persisted. He grabbed her ass tightly and plowed into her. Smack! Smack! Smack!

Her firm, meaty ass rippled. Her body jerked with the force of it. Her mouth snarled an animal cry that went on and on. She was having multiple orgasms. These women were red hot tonight!

"You're such a messy diner, Zachary," Adah quipped. She was on the floor, watching, looking at the floor beneath the lovers, speckled with wet. Naz's quim was dripping slick girl juice.

With a final shriek from Naz, he locked into her with a roar. Pump! Pump! Pump! So good! He was feeling invincible tonight. So good, deep in Naz's tight gripping meaty cunt!

"And now another mess," Adah giggled from the floor. "Beautiful, horny mess. I can cope." She wiped Naz's juice drips off Zach's foot.

He felt some of his latest product dribbling down his scrotum. It was escaping the terrible pressure of Naz's thoroughly stretched cunt gripping him tightly.

"How are you doing, Naz?" asked Zach.

"So good," she moaned.

"Halfway there," he said.

Naz quivered when he started up in her for a second orgasm. "Zach, I- ooooAAAAAH!"

Energized by her immediate wet response, he went to thrashing her pussy with abandon. Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Don't kill yourself," Naz managed to grunt between orgasmic throes.

"Enjoy," he said. "My wives usually enjoy me twice. I hope you don't mind."

"OoooAAAAAH!" was Naz's only return comment.

By the forty minute mark from the time he'd entered her, Naz was looking beat. Her howl had turned to more of a whimper or an excited wheeze. She was tired. He slid his rigid cock out of her, glistening and well-lubricated by their mutual spends. "Would you like a rest? I've been at you forty minutes."

"I serve my husband," Naz moaned. Then, concerned, "You will be my husband?"

"I will absolutely be your husband," said Zach. "Take a breather?"

"As you wish," she said. She was sweating, exhausted. Zach knew a break would be good for her.

"Time for a snack perhaps?" Adah suggested, handing Naz a dinner napkin to wipe up with. She had her dress as he'd left it, a band around her waist. She was wearing just that and her glasses.

"I still haven't finished." Zach gently put Adah tummy down over the table. She was less than a hundred pounds, maybe eighty? He held her wet dimple of a vulva wide with one thumb and thrust in his rigid, slippery member.

Adah's reaction was surprise, "You- you!" and directly after surprise, "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH!" As he slickly buried his full length in her. Her cunt felt surprised, quivering.

"I love those bunny howls! Feel okay?" he asked.

"Yes, but-" Adah answered. He pounded her tiny twat enjoyably, stretching his way into it. Her legs tensed, and she quivered. "UuuuOOOOOAAAHHH! Don't you ever stop?!"

"You like long train rides, don't you?" he quipped. He kept pounding her like a madman. "Anyway, the moon is up, and the bunny must howl."

Adah quickly descended into inarticulate cries. She was so light, tight, fluttery, and wet.

It was a long, pleasurable fight toward this last orgasm. At his finish, he rammed into a shrieking Adah with a howl of his own. His essence came shooting wrenchingly into her. He stood there quivering, panting. His sweat dripped down onto her.

Too exhausted to howl, she moaned shrilly as she felt it come hotly into her. Her legs shook in orgasm.

Once the moment had passed, he slid, now half limp, out of her with a splash. He pulled out a nearby chair and took it, his breathing slowing.

"I just cleaned that," Adah quipped with a groan. "No matter. You make all the mess you want. You are the god of love. I worship all you bring." She added, "Be my husband too?"

"Absolutely," said Zach. "Are you sure you don't want Jason, or another man, or a variety of men?"

"What do you think of me?" Adah said. She was dangling off the table, exhausted and sweaty, cum dribbling liberally from her. "I was not a virgin, but... I had no time for men in graduate school. Jason was my first man since freshman at university! Only once, and then you. I assure you, I'm not such a harlot as you must think. Alexis saw I smiled at him and, well, I was cognitively impaired by the cannabis. Even so, I have no regret. Jason was quite kind. He gave me an... unforgettable night of pleasure."

"Good for him."

"It's been almost two hours of dinner, Zachary," said Adah. "Surely you're not like this every night."

"Not every night," he agreed sheepishly.

"You need more wives," Adah quipped.

At this point, Naz, still sacked out on the table, let out a contented snore. Adah and Zach burst out laughing. Naz roused.