Fourth Vector Ch. 03

"Fuck me so deep. Keep going, Jack! Oh fuck, your cock feels so good. Keep fucking me! Knock me up, Jack, I need it!" Rewenna's dirty talking continued unabated as Jack slammed into her, his still heavy balls slapping against her clit with every powerful thrust. Soon enough, her legs began to shake and her ass lowered as her orgasm hit, sending an instinctual trigger through Jack to begin his own. He nearly collapsed on her, seeing black around the edges of his vision as his mighty orgasm pulsed through his body and filled the willing woman.

"Mmm, that's it, Jack. Fill me," cooed Rewenna, falling against the ground while her ass pushed up against his, milking his cock of every drop. Jack panted as he struggled to remain conscious, as each orgasm seemed to take more and more from him. He didn't know how much longer he could contain to fuck or how much longer he could continue to shoot massive loads but he soon found himself returning to the same state of heightened arousal.

Pulling off of Rewenna, and watching her pussy snap shut as his cock was withdrawn, he stood and looked around. Off to his right, Greg was balls deep inside Woona and the young woman was screaming in pleasure. The rest of the crowd was mixed between dancing and watching the incredible display.

It was at that moment that Vigo came to stand by his side, giving a firm clap to his back. "Magnificent performance, Jack. You still have one more to go. My firstborn granddaughter, Kassia, awaits you."

Jack turned to watch the young woman, looking at him with a mischievous smile on her face and twirling the lock of silver hair around her finger. The eroticism of her display had him thoroughly excited and ready to complete his task.

"Go get her, Jack," urged Vigo, pushing him in the direction of his last granddaughter.

As Jack started a slow trudge over to his last conquest of the evening, Kassia beckoned him forward with her finger. She had assumed the same position as the rest of the girls—on her back with legs spread. Her nipples were incredibly erect at her excitement and her bare pussy glistened with a heavy sheen. The only difference between her and the other girls was the lack of cum inside her wet, hot hole.

"I've been waiting for you, Jack," said Kassia with a grin as he reached her body.

"I hope I haven't kept you waiting long," he answered with a small smile.

Her highbrows jumped. "Too long. Watching you fuck my sisters was exciting but ultimately, I just wanted my own turn with your cock." Kassia reached out to grip him, sliding her hand along the shaft. She gathered a small amount of cum still left along the underside and gently squished it between her fingers.

"Does it turn you on knowing that all of us will soon be pregnant with your children?"

Jack thought about her question for a moment before nodding. "I have to admit that it does. Even knowing how many children you carry in one pregnancy is a little . . . thrilling."

Kassia giggled. "You won't have to wait long to see my pregnant belly. Pregnant with your babies. I can't wait any longer. Will you fill me, Jack? Put all of your cum inside me?"

Jack grunted his response as his hands quickly grabbed her ankles and pulled them apart. Kassia responded beautifully, arching her stomach toward him and giving him the perfect shot of her inviting, slick lips. She surprised him by being the one to grip him firmly, stroking him several times before placing the tip at her entrance. Once he was nestled in tight, she grabbed his ass from behind and pulled him into her.

The both of them groaned as he parted her silky folds, slipping deeper inside the stunning Lishkerran. Kassia waited until he was completely inside of her to lean up and kiss him, her tongue eagerly seeking his own. Pressing her body against his, her nipples dragged along his chest as he impaled her body.

Breaking the kiss, she fixed him with a firm gaze. "Knock me up, Jack. Fill me with cum. Please?"

Just her words alone were enough to nearly send him over the edge. "With pleasure, Kassia," Jack grunted, withdrawing his hips and thrusting back home once more. Kassia gave a yelp of approval as her hips began to respond to his own. Just like that, a smooth, yet thunderous rhythm was created as his throbbing manhood sawed back and forth through her tight hole. Jack leaned in and kissed every ounce of her exposed flesh, savoring the taste of her sweat-soaked body.

As they began to move together faster, rivers of sweat began to pour off his body, lubricating his chest and abs and then dripping onto her own flesh. Kassia mewled underneath him as he got deeper, all the while begging him to cum so deeply inside her womb.

"Please don't stop fucking me. Give me every drop, Jack. I need it so badly!" Kassia nearly cried out in pleasure as her first orgasm hit, her body shuddering in response as her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Jack continued to thrust inside her body as she rode the waves of pleasure, and as she recovered, she fixed him with a serious gaze.

"I need it. Please, Jack. Cum so deep in me. Knock me up," urged Kassia, completely ensconced with her sexual being.

"I'm so close," grunted Jack, ramming into her body with every ounce of energy.

"Oh, yes, please! Cum for me, Jack! Cum for me," she squealed, earning the attention of all those around, including the other four well-fucked girls.

Jack was already beginning to see stars. Just like when he'd fucked Rewenna, his vision was beginning to obscure as his body squashed all thoughts unrelated to impregnating Kassia. There could be only one need at this point—performing his biological imperative. Kassia urged him on with dirty whispering, guttural panting, and sensual bodily movements all designed to quickly bring him over the edge.

Suddenly, that familiar feeling began to strike, and Jack quickly felt his balls begin to tighten as what felt like a gallon of cum began to travel up his shaft and exploded so deeply inside the silver-streaked Lishkerran girl. He nearly yelled as the first spurt landed deeply inside her, and Kassia gripped him tightly as she felt it land within her womb.

"Yes! Yes! Fill me, Jack!"

On and on, Jack squirted massive amounts of cum inside the shrieking girl. His body completely collapsed in the next instance, falling on top of her quivering body as the last amounts of his essence was released inside of her.

At that moment, time and space began to distort and what remained of his mind began to haze over. The last thing he saw was a heavily-panting Kassia, full of cum and grabbing her heaving breasts as his eyes closed quickly after. Darkness overtook his senses and the sounds of the festival around him began to drift away.

Before he knew it, he was completely passed out and unconscious.

*****

"Jack? Are you awake? Jack?"

The first thing he saw was a horizontal streak of light fill his vision. Obscure of any shapes or forms, only the light crossed his eyes as the rest of creation remained a bitter haze. Hearing his muttered name led Jack to turn his head toward the sound of noise and his eyes began to adjust once more. Finally letting in more light, he hazarded a glance at the sound of words.

He found himself face to face with the beaming smile of councilor Numa.

She carried in her hand a small cup of what appeared to be water. "Here, drink this. It'll make you feel better."

She brought the cup to his lips and let him drink. Jack eagerly gulped down the fresh taste of water and quickly finished the entire cup.

"How long? How long have I been out?" he croaked once the cup was empty.

"About a day," said Numa with a grin. "Not to worry. It's the usual side effect of the concoction you drank at the Moon Festival."

Jack's mind flashed back to scenes of the festival. Just like that, he was there again with all the dancing, arousal, and the visions of the girls on their backs, eagerly absorbing all of his cum from their vigorous mating.

"It feels like I just passed out," Jack muttered. "Did we do what we were supposed to do?"

Numa let out a heavy laugh. "You most certainly did, Jack. You kept your end of the bargain and your friend did as well." Numa pointed over to his opposite side to reveal a still sleeping Greg.

Jack brought his fingers to his eyes and wiped them clear. "That concoction was very potent. I've never had orgasms like that before."

"Nor will you ever again on your own. That potion is a special brew of Lishkerra. You see, my people can only breed during our Moon Festivals. While a few members of the council were adamant about killing you, the rest of us saw your arrival as a sign from the gods. You were meant to arrive during our Moon Festival, and therefore, you were meant to mate with our granddaughters."

"How will I know the mating was successful? I mean just because we had sex doesn't exactly mean they'll become pregnant," said Jack.

Numa smiled. "One of the side effects of that potion, besides the increased quantity of your ejaculate, is that your seed becomes much more potent. In actuality, it helps guide them to the wombs of our females. It is quite unlikely they won't become pregnant. We've been doing it this way for thousands of years, Jack. We've become quite good at breeding with humans."

Jack let slip a little chuckle. "I guess I'll have to take your word for it then."

"Now, I want you to relax a little longer. Once Greg wakes up, I'll have my servants dress you and have you appear before the council before we send you off. Please relax now and come see us when you're refreshed," said Numa while patting him on the shoulder. Before he could respond, she had turned tail and left the room.

Jack slumped back down back into the bed. Even though he intended to stay awake, as soon as his head hit the pillow, he began to feel quite drowsy once again. As soon as his eyes closed, Jack drifted back to sleep.

*****

"What do you think will happen now? You think they'll just let us go back to our ships?" asked Greg as they mulled around outside the councilor's hall.

Jack picked at his nail absentmindedly. "That was part of the deal. I mean we did our part."

Greg laughed. "That we did. Have you ever seen such a thing? I mean five girls just going at it? And then boom! Knocked out right at the last cum! That was intense!"

Jack found himself chuckling as well. "That it was. Hell of a good experience too. I never imagined that would be the outcome after we got caught."

"Perhaps coming out to the Fourth Vector won't be so bad after all," said Greg with another hearty laugh.

At that moment, one of the councilor's servants appeared and beckoned them to follow. It had been a full day since the Moon Festival and Jack was eager to get back to theTiger and get her off those rocks. They just needed this one last meeting with the council to fulfill the request he had asked of them.

Approaching the long, majestic councilor's table, both Jack and Greg came to rest just before it, eagerly watching the expressions of the rulers of Lishkerra. To Jack's relief, all of them wore satisfied smiles, a welcome change from the first time he had met them.

"Welcome back, Jack. And you too, Greg. We trust you both have fully recuperated from our festival?" asked Vigo while peering down at them both.

"We feel completely refreshed," said Jack with a carefree smirk. "Ready to get back to our ships and onward with our mission."

"All business and no small talk?" asked Numa with a faint giggle.

"My apologies," said Jack while bowing slightly to the councilor. "I'm just worried about my men, and I'm sure they'll be eager to see us again."

"Quite understandable, Jack. I'm just teasing you," said Numa. "Now, we have one final piece of business left to discuss—that of your request."

The smile slowly dropped from Jack's face as he assumed a more serious look. "Hopefully, it's something you can help us with?"

Numa took a big sigh. "It's not a request we get often but I'm willing to help you due to the service you've rendered to us. I have already asked our custodian to fetch the only copy we have. We'll gladly make a copy for you as well for your journey. I have it here in front of me." Numa tapped a small piece of paper in front of her and beckoned them to come closer.

Jack carefully approached the table, his eyes searching the paper in front of him. The material seemed very old and weathered, having long since crumbled at the edges and turned yellow. Yet on the paper itself was the one thing he desired the most to see.

A map of the Fourth Vector.

"It's not complete and it's very old. I'm sure there will be lands that we've missed but it's all that we have. That map was made from our journey from our former homeland until we landed on this island. It's the only knowledge that we have of this area of the world."

Jack hunched over and studied the map, which was much more detailed than the poor one he had obtained from Commodore Lucas back in Quiller's Cove. In the center was marked their island, shaped long and skinny. There were no other lands to the west, east, or south, or at least as was marked on the map. The only other lands were north. To their immediate north was a huge, circular shaped island, as well as another triangular island just off the coast. Above those were two larger masses, each separated by a narrow straight. Smaller islands surrounded each land mass as well.

"Do you think this is close to the entire Vector?" Jack asked, raising his head to look at the councilor. "How much do you think you have mapped?"

All she could do was close her eyes and shrug. "To that, we have no answer, Jack. This is all that we know."

"I greatly appreciate you sharing this knowledge with me," said Jack with a warm smile. "We were sailing blind without any maps before, only knowing the general direction of the Vector. This will help us on our mission greatly."

Numa smiled. "I'm glad to hear that. Consider it a gift worthy of the help you've given us."

"Are you sure you won't reconsider an alliance with our nation of Java?" Jack asked. "There is much that our cultures can share with each other."

Numa's face turned to sadness. "Regrettably, we cannot. It's not our custom to interfere in the world of humans. However, I will say that you, Jack Easterbrook, will always be a friend of Lishkerra. You may stop here at any time with your crew for supplies. The only thing we ask is not to bring a war to our doorstep."

"That I think I can do," said Jack with a smile. He reached his hand out to shake the smaller, brown hand of the head councilor.

"We enjoyed your visit, Jack. As did our granddaughters as well."

"Well, we enjoyed them too," added Greg from his side, earning a round of laughter from the rest of the councilors.

"That was an especially virile display, gentlemen. It won't soon be forgotten here," said Vigo, offering his hand as well.

"And please come back anytime. You will always be welcome in Lishkerra," added Numa.

"Well as long as the offer is on the table, we could use your help as well. I could use the extra manpower to help free our ship," said Jack.

"Consider it done," said Numa with a large smile.

*****

It wasn't much longer until Jack and Greg, along with their Lishkerran escort of Vigo and the remaining warriors, nearly bumped into the marines on guard around the perimeter of the ship. Thankfully, the marine saw Greg first, which triggered him to lower his weapon and not fire at the movement just beyond the trees. While it took a little longer for them to trust the Lishkerrans, they were able to pass by unmolested after some comforting words from their commanding officers.

And so it was such that both men reappeared to their very thankful peers on theValiant, where all the officers of the task force had gathered once word got out about Jack and Greg's reappearance.

"Oh, thank god," said a very relieved Abigail, rushing to embrace Jack as soon as he opened the door to the bridge.

Jack found himself chuckling at the response as her dark hair nuzzled under his chin. "And here I thought you all might leave without me."

"We'd never even considered the thought," said Anna with a beaming smile, patiently waiting her turn for her own hug after her sister was through with him.

"If it were me, I'd have left your ass behind," said a very cheeky Greg, following in his wake.

"Now you, we might have left you behind," announced Abigail's deputy, Brittany, with a mischievous little twinkle in her eye.

Greg promptly cleared his throat and fell silent, but not without going red in the cheeks.

"So what happened exactly? We searched the entire island. Multiple patrols crisscrossed all over the forests and the beaches and found nothing. Where were you?" asked Luke, his confusion written into every contour of his face.

Jack looked over at Greg, a small smile appearing on his face. "The real story is quite interesting."

"Very interesting," agreed the marine commander.

"Does it have anything to do with all of that?" asked Anna, gesturing out the bridge window at the sight below. Two entire Lishkerran ships had added their towing lines to the back of theTiger, generating more tugging power than what was produced by just theValiant alone. Likewise, squads of the tiny warriors joined the ship's crew in their tiny rowboats along the side, using giant tree trunks in a combined effort to nudge the destroyer.

"It just so happens that it does," said Jack amusingly. "But that story also has a really good outcome. It got us this." He waved the copy of the map given to him by the council. Now that they knew the direction to go, they would just need to get the ship free.

The added manpower seemed to work wonders. Steadily, the ship began to budge as its hull slid off the sand bank and started to drift back toward deeper waters. With one last final pull, the destroyer caught momentum and the boilers fired to life.

"We're free! Pull us back and let's get out of this damn channel," said a triumphant Vicky as the ship lurched steadily backward. Even though it was slower going to pull out, eventually the warship made its way to the mouth of the channel and back into open waters once more.

A few hours later, after Jack and Greg had shared the story of their time in Lishkerra with the rest of the officers, the task force prepared to begin the next leg of their journey. Before they set sail, Jack and his offers stood against the starboard railing as the assembled masses of Lishkerra appeared on the nearby beach. Many of them waved as the Javans started to pick up steam.

"I really can't believe you had sex with them," said Anna, elbowing Jack in the side of the ribs. "All of them!"

"We kind of had to. They wouldn't let us free if we didn't," said Jack with a sheepish look.

"Mm-hmm, that's some excuse you have there," she said while giving him a look of disbelief.

"Oh, it wasn't all that bad," said Greg from her other side. "And that little potion they gave us was some seriously great stuff. I wish I had about a few hundred more bottles of that stuff to sell."

"I think the world is bad enough with just one of you walking around, Greg," added Abigail.

"Just one? Oh, I think there's about to be many more," said Stephanie while pointing toward the beach.

She was right. In the front row of the waving Lishkerrans were many of the councilor's granddaughters. To Jack's utter amazement, they were already showing with great, pregnant stomachs. If they were human women, they'd be ready to give birth at just about any moment. Jack spied two of the maidens that Greg had mated with, Pulla and Woona, and they were waving and cheering from the front row.

"Well, would you look at that? Looks like you're going to be a father, Major," said Stephanie with a cheeky smile while nudging the marine in the stomach.