Founders Ch. 97

"Nor me," said Colleen.

"Shall we enlist Noa's help?"

"They both hate Noa. Ayana's too subjective. I'll handle it, dearest."

"Thank you."

He turned to Becky. "May I have tonight and tomorrow night off?"

"Yes," she replied, sore from the previous week. Tonight was her night. Tomorrow was Anming's.

"Any objections?" asked Zach.

"Anming might object," offered Colleen.

"Too bad," said Zach. "I'm pissed at her behavior. I wouldn't spend the day with her anyway." He was lying. He could never resist her. "I just had to restrain one wife from ripping out another's eyes. It's time for me to take a break and think. My choice."

"Very well," said Colleen, clearly unhappy about his decision.

That's right, Colleen had dinner duty on Anming's night. But Zach had relentlessly fucked her last week. She had already begged off her Tuesday overnight. Surely, she couldn't be missing him. But, oh, wait. She'd been looking forward to those one or two hard ass fuckings bent over the dinner table. They had teased each other about them.

"I'll be at dinner tomorrow," said Zach. "You'll have your ass prepared?"

A smile of recognition and love brightened Colleen's face. Zach had thought of her wishes, remembered her.

"Anything else?" asked Zach. There was silence. "So agreed."

Fifteen minutes later, he was knocking on the door of Lava's and Siri's apartment.

Lava opened the door. "Come in, come in!" She waved him in and shut the door. Thirty-nine-year-old Lava was 5'3" and extremely slim with B-cup breasts. Her blonde hair was cut in a bob. Zach estimated her weight at no more than 100 pounds dripping wet. He trusted Ayana was monitoring her nutrition, considering her developing fetus.

"Doctor Borislava Hristova, in the flesh!" said Zach.

"Please don't be so formal. We are not doctors here, but merely a man visiting a woman, no? You know I want you to call me Lava."

"Yes, I know."

Lava wore a pink faux-silk bathrobe tied in the front. Pink furry slippers completed the outfit. She was very put together, with makeup inobviously and artfully applied. She wore no scent other than clean from the shower. She must have asked around to find out his preferences. "I'm relaxing in the evening," she explained in her Bulgarian accent. "Some wine?"

"I don't want to tempt you," said Zach. "Water is fine."

"The bottle will go bad then, ah well. Cannabis wine, then?" she asked, holding up her own glass of green liquid.

"Sounds great," he said.

She headed for the kitchen to fetch him a glass. "I regard you so highly, Doctor Zachary Carson! I want you to have a perfect evening. And a perfect night, no? May I venture, a perfect morning as well? Will you please have with me?"

"Yes, thank you," said Zach.

"And I will call you not with all the formal Doctor Zachary Carson, but Zap, as you are accustomed, no?"

"That will do fine," said Zach with A grin.

"Lava, is good nickname, no?" said Lava. "I'm hot. Married men such as yourself should perhaps stay away." She handed him the cannabis wine.

"You're a heart breaker?" asked Zach.

"Only wives' hearts, it seems," she smirked. "But in all seriousness, Zap, I didn't mean to cause darling Sierra such pain. I had no idea they were not communicating fully or that the dispute between them would be so serious. I understand papers have been filed back on Earth. So sad! I feel for them both! Sierra, I carry Dallas baby like her! Dallas, he was my dear lover this past whole year, but apparently no more. Such terrible things when couples don't communicate. And for so long! Dallas and I were seeing each other as far back as Earth. Though women rarely discuss such things openly, I never imagined she didn't already know and approve. Such a thing would never happen in Bulgaria. Now, I have apparently been black balled from the social scene."

"Well, not from my social scene," he said.

"Thank you, Zap," she said, stroking his hair. She gestured to the couch. He sat.

"You've heard other rumors about me? About Siri?" asked Lava.

"What rumors?" he asked innocently.

Lava gave him a knowing smile. "Don't be coy. Men have needs. I have needs too. So many men have these needs. So many months to have them. We're doctors, are we not? We will not turn away suffering peoples."

"Never," responded Zach.

She took both glasses of cannabis wine and put them over on the side table. Then she scampered back and sat in his lap. "Would you like to watch a show?"

"Sure," said Zach affably. He was here to love and care for her, not just for the predictable physical activity.

Siri stood up from his lap, turned to face him, and dropped her robe. Now she was wearing only slippers. Her mound was smooth. Her inner lips peeked out of an otherwise small, tight crack. "You like my show, Zap?"

Zach reached out with one hand and his mouth to suck one entire B-cup breast. At the same time, his middle finger explored her crack and slipped in. She was brimming. "Ahh!" she moaned and staggered. She was so light, he could have held her up with his mouth and finger.

Lava moaned, "Use me as your plaything tonight." This made some sense to him. Dallas might be an excellent lover. More likely, he was as careless and self-involved in bed as he was elsewhere. Such a man would appeal to a woman who enjoyed being used.

Lava moaned, "I am too evil for you, good Zap. You must punish."

"Punish?" he asked, continuing to finger her.

"Punish- EEEEE!!" she shrieked as he threw her across his lap and spanked her hard enough to leave a palm print.

"YES!" she responded juicily. He was on the right track. It was then that he noticed her asshole glistened with oil.

He stood up with her in his arms, turned, and threw her onto the couch. He pulled off his scrub top, scrub pants, and boxer briefs.

Seeing his cock for the first time, Lava looked daunted. "Didn't believe crazy roommate." Her eyes locked on it.

Zach kicked off his shoes and scrub pants the rest of the way. He lifted Lava by her ass cheeks. Pressing her into the back of the couch, he buried his cock head in her anus.

"NNNGH! YES PUNISH!" she cried.

He forcefully rocked his cock in as firmly as he could without bending. Even his steel-hard erection was threatening to do so in Lava's writhing vise of a rectum. In ten more hard thrusts, he was buried balls deep. Lava cried out "NNNGH!" with each stroke. She was oily enough, but so tight! The way was slick, but even so, he stalled out again and again.

Once in, the way was slicker. He fucked her in hard long strokes as fast as he could. Lava cried out with each forceful stroke. A couple of minutes was all Zach could muster before getting concerned he was really hurting her.

He stopped, and was about to ask her how she was doing. Before he could, she shuddered and moaned with a full body orgasm. She collapsed like a rag doll into the couch. He held her ass to him and kept his cock buried in her as she writhed and flopped.

He figured he wasn't hurting her, so he redoubled his efforts. Lava cried out with every thrust. It could be pleasure, but sounded more like pain, or at least sadness. He ignored her noises and focused his mind on cumming deep in her rectum.

As he entered his short strokes, Lava keened plaintively with each stroke. Right near the end, she bawled loudly with each stroke. It was too late to stop and ask why. She shrieked with his final thrust. As he stilled, her whole body convulsed in orgasm. He had her completely wedged and folded up underneath him so her asshole couldn't eject his cock. His semen jetted successfully and forcefully deep into her rectum. Zach was overcome with both satisfaction and guilt.

As soon as he delivered his final squirt, he slid his half limp cock out of her straining hard anus. Her asshole gaped as she fell like a rag doll from his grasp, then she farted and it closed. He saw that tears had streaked all over her face, ruining her careful makeup job. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Don't sad," she said, eyes closed, face wet. "You punish me good, feel better." She opened her mouth expectantly.

He got the idea and put his nearly limp dick into her mouth. It was dirty from her backside, but not overly so. She had cleaned herself out when preparing. With a smile and a grimace, she set to cleaning his shitty cock with her mouth.

By the time she was done, she was smiling. "Feel so much better!" she said. Then her face fell, and she said a little fearfully. "If you want keep punish, I take."

"I'd rather not," said Zach. "I can do this for a woman if she needs it. I'd rather give pleasure."

Lava smiled. "Yes, You are good man. Thanks for good punish! Feel free. Play however happy now, please. I will cum so much for you. Cum so wet and good. You like this, no?"

"I do," said Zach. He licked and sucked her entire tiny vulva. She was at a high pitch after her ass fucking. She wanted hard sucking along with hard thrumming licks under the clit. She shrieked and orgasmed explosively. After several minutes, her shrieks began to sound pained, and he stopped.

Lava scampered off the couch. She grabbed her cannabis wine off the side table. She ran up the stairs to her room, leaving the door open. Zach grabbed his wine and followed.

Lava was sitting on the toilet in her bathroom plopping out drabs of his creampie. While she sat there, Zach fed her his cock. Her mouth was very effective.

She wiped. They raced to the bed. He grabbed her, spread her, and rocked into her. He stalled out a couple of inches in. He saw a bottle of lube on her bedside table. He grabbed it and spread it on his cock. Then he spread her and speared her again. This time he didn't bottom out. She made gut-punching groans as he forced his way into her. He trusted this was the kind of use she enjoyed.

When he got balls deep, he paused to feel her incredible tightness on him. As with the anal sex, she shuddered in powerful orgasm when he did this.

He thrust fast, deep, and hard in her cunt. Once she got over being overwhelmed by his size, she began screeching, rolling orgasms. This was a sound he was familiar with after listening to her under Dallas. These rolling orgasms lasted until he finished. She moaned quietly and shook as he jetted in his semen. He had been quick. She was so snappy, and he was worked up from her bathroom sucking.

He went again. He lasted in her far longer this second time. Her orgasms sounded desperate. He went a third and then a fourth time, the latter lasting a very long time. He was covered in sweat. She barked hoarse, tortured orgasmic cries he hadn't heard before. After this final ejaculation, he fell to the side. They both drifted off to deep sleep.

Zach was roused awake by the sight and smell of Lava crouching over his face. Once his eyes popped open, she plopped her little cunt down on his half open mouth. He grabbed her hips and licked and sucked her vulva and clitoris. He swallowed his own cum and her juices as they ran into his mouth. She whimpered and rode his face hard, orgasming explosively. He spread her under him and fucked her again, twice. She shrieked hoarse pained cries of orgasm throughout.

Sometimes during the night, he awakened hard against her and took her. Sometimes, she squatted on his face and woke him. This happened countless times that blended into one giant orgiastic marathon.

Dawn came with another whiff of her cum-basted cunt in his face. She rode him this time, eyes squeezing shut periodically as she orgasmed. Her hips never faltered, though. Perhaps she'd been punished for that in a past life. When he seized her and shot his first batch of the morning up into her, she shuddered and moaned. He rolled her over underneath him and took her again.

His phone alarm rang at 7 AM. He shut it off and left Lava to slumber. They had done it so intensely overnight, he felt like death warmed over. Those were the breaks. He showered, put on his fresh clothes from his overnight bag, and left for daycare.

That evening, Friday the 20th, Zach forcefully fucked a delighted, orgasming Colleen in the ass throughout dinner. Naz shared the happy news that she'd tested positive and was pregnant. She'd known since the previous day. Given the catfight between Anming and Khushi that evening, she'd kept it to herself. Joy and celebration followed. There was an impromptu cake, even as Zach continued his relentless pillaging of Colleen's asshole.

As Zach continued pounding Colleen's orgasming ass, she cried out, "Naz, honey, he's getting close. Would you like him to put his cream into your ass instead?"

Naz squirmed, "I'm sorry, no. I have no experience."

"Then we should wait," said Colleen.

Later that evening, he rang the bell for a second night at Siri and Lava's place. Lava answered, saying Siri would be home in an hour. Lava was happy, and asked to be his plaything, but didn't mention punishment. Zach licked her and remarked that she'd prepared her asshole. She offered it if he wanted it. He declined. He took her twice in missionary position on the couch. They'd both had a hard last night and day. They fell asleep.

He woke up when Siri got home and tapped him on the shoulder. Lava had rested peacefully under him as he'd slept on her. Siri pulled him by the hand into her bedroom, shut the door, lay on her back, and spread her legs. He took Siri twice that way.

Zach awakened when Lava knocked on the door sometime later. She climbed into bed with them. Lava rode his face while Siri rode his cock. Before he could ejaculate into Siri, they switched. After he recovered from the switch, he ejaculated gratefully into Lava. This reminded him of evenings with the Breeding Bitches. They all fell asleep.

Zach woke up more often than he had for only Siri. It made sense, since there were two fragrant cunts in the bed. Each time he awakened, he fucked them both. He had to. Siri's shrieks would wake up and turn on Lava. This continued until he had to leave for daycare in the morning.

Ayana was able to persuade Sierra to wait a week before aborting her fetus. She didn't want Sierra to do anything she'd ultimately regret. By Cancer 25, it had been a week since the disturbing news at the pregnancy party. Back on Earth, Sierra's divorce from Dallas was already final. She wanted to cut all ties and start a new life, romantic and otherwise. Ayana gave her the pills. Immediately, Sierra had an especially heavy period. At the end of it, she didn't test positive for pregnancy anymore.

Of the new wives, Adah was able to suffer through anal sex, but it didn't do anything for her. Even smaller dildos or vibrators back there didn't move her. She had a saucy, tight rectum, though. Normally, he wanted to do something she responded well to. Sometimes it was good to have the future option.

Anal sex revved up Martha. She could even cum if she vibed her clitoris while he was enjoying her asshole. They found it good as a couple to slow down like this. She could talk during and tease him rather than being a screaming orgasming wreck like vaginal sex. It would be a regular, close, romantic part of their lovemaking.

Naz turned out to be a screaming, deeply orgasming anal slut. Her first few bashful guilt-ridden anal poundings, he forced multiple howling orgasms from her. Those times were indelible memories. It was a pleasure he wanted to return to often. The next step for her would be to take her anally over the dinner table. He wanted to share her embarrassed anal sluttiness with all the wives to inspire them.

The evening of Leo 17th came around, and the Leo Pregnancy Party. This time, there were protests from Anming, Khushi, and others regarding the naked peeing. Some of the men had made rude private remarks. This, in turn, incensed Agatha, Colleen, and a number of others. Alexis came to this decision. "People, this behavior is intolerable. If I get two or more negative reports about any of you misusing this information, you'll be uninvited from these meetings." This decision seemed to quell the angry protest.

Another protest arose regarding the paternity testing. People argued that the very public disclosure of Lava's baby daddy had caused a regrettable firestorm last time. Alexis was argued down to showing the women the results. If they wanted to share them, fine. If they didn't, fine. This seemed to quell that problem.

Zach, as usual, got a nasty thrill from watching the peeing. Watching his wives, friends, and coworkers bare their pussies, squat, and pee for everyone never got old.

There were only two new pregnancies at the meeting. Naz was happy to announce that Zach was the father of her developing child. Agatha Reddy, the NASA Mars Colony Two Commander, happily announced that her boyfriend Kayaan was the father of hers.

A few days after the pregnancy party, Zach got a call from Agatha Reddy. "Colleen suggested I call you," she said. Agatha was one of the young teenies at 5'2" and age 27. She was of the stern brunette variety. Her generous D knockers added to her je ne sais quoi. What curves!

"What can I do for you?"

"Well, you see..." she said. She was beating around the bush for some reason. Ahh, bush, or in Agatha's case, a smooth lack thereof. As she spoke, he felt a perverse thrill remembering her smooth mons and tiny thirsty looking cunt. He remembered pee forcing its way from between her small, sightly parted labia minora. Alexis had corrupted him, making all his female coworkers bare their pussies to him repeatedly and pee. How was he not supposed to think about their wet open cunts after that?

"...so you see, that's why I'd like us to have an in-person private interaction."

Zach tried to back up his mind and catch the larger context of her remark, but failed. "For the purpose of?"

"Getting to know each other better. I don't know if you recall, but I was one of the people at the party when you were intimate with Colleen. Ever since then, I've been intrigued by you, but I had a prior commitment. I'm talking about discovering whether we might have a shared interest in... well... having sexual interactions, romantic or simply sportive."

"I thought you were monogamous with Kayaan."

"As I just explained, everything is fine between Kayaan and myself, Zach," said Agatha. "Like I said, we'll still be friends and co-parents together. But he's served his genetic purpose, so to speak. I want to live a little these next few months, before I have a baby to care for."

"How is he feeling about that?"

"He's seeing Noa for counseling. This is my life and my decision, Zach. I never promised him to be his for life. We agreed to be a couple until he knocked me up, and then we'd see. We both fulfilled on that agreement. Now I don't want the monogamy anymore, or to live with him, for that matter. He's being clingy. It isn't warranted."

"It's just a bit surprising. You two seemed happy together."

"We were happy together, Zach. It's not an easy decision for me, but it's the right one. Kayaan wants a monogamous relationship in the long term, and I don't. I've been clear with him about this all along. I'm an honest person. I shouldn't be punished or shamed for being honest. This conversation is putting me in a bad mood."

"I'm sorry if I gave that impression."

"Goodbye." Agatha closed the connection.

Zach texted her, "I am a nitwit."

Agatha responded with a smiley face.

They left it at that.

(To be continued)