Man Shortage on a New World

So the plan was made. Marriage and breeding children were to be separated. Every woman, from the age of 18, had to start having babies with a minimum of four and preferably five children. Each man had to father children with his five allocated breeding partners.

Marriage, though, was to be by individual choice on both sides. A man, even a married one, could marry his breeding partners or marry completely different women, to keep his allocated number happy. The former was to be encouraged, but it was recognised many breeding pairs would not like each other sufficiently to marry so the choice was voluntary.

The only two strict stipulations were that people could not have a child with any other than their allocated breeding partner, and that included current husbands and wives. Also, each man was responsible for keeping five nominated women sexually happy.

Breeding partners were matched by a computer program to maximise the genetic diversity. To try to make it as pleasant as possible, it was decided that each woman would be given her three best genetic miss-matches as potential choices and be allowed to choose her preferred man to breed with. Any multiple picks for the same man would be decided by the man in question. A man could refuse a woman's choice, but once only. He then had to accept the next woman choosing him. A woman not getting her first pick would go to her next choice.

As I had some notoriety as pilot of the Hyperion, I was chosen by 15 women as a breeding partner from which I had to choose five. Following the old adage of a happy wife, or in my case wives, gives a happy life, I asked Carrie and Liz to do the choosing.

Soon after, they asked me to attend afternoon tea with them and their five choices. It was decidedly weird having a conversation with my wives and five other women with whom I would shortly have sex. The first of them, Anne, was 26 and married with a husband in the colony. She already had one child. The second was Jess 23, also married with a husband in the colony but with no children. Another, Emma 23, was previously married back on Nova Terra but her husband hadn't made it. The second last was Frida 21 who was unattached, and the last Julie was just 18. After talking to the women for a couple of hours I nodded my approval to my two wives. They had made good choices.

I asked them later why they had chosen a younger woman just 18. Carrie said, "she was so terrified at the prospect of what was going to happen we both wanted to look after her. We knew you would be very patient and gentle with her."

Meanwhile, though they were both pregnant, my two wives were also choosing their own future breeding partners. They both decided on married men with wives in the colony. One of the men I knew quite well as he was one of my flight crew. It was going to be a very strange time ahead.

My two wives decided that to make things simple we should invite all my breeding partners, except the two married ones, into our family group from the start to also be my designated recreational sex partners. They said it would make things like child care and parenting easier and make the whole process seem more normal especially for the children. If we didn't get along then they could leave the family. While I thought their logic sound I wondered if they just didn't want me fucking even more women.

Outside dedicated breeding nights, I was given a revised sleeping schedule, Mondays were Emma, Tuesdays Frida, Wednesdays Julie, Thursdays Carrie, Fridays Liz, Saturdays Liz and Carrie together as first wives privilege. Sunday evenings I was given off to recuperate for the next week.

The first week of the new arrangement was very intense. Emma was a bit teary at first because of her lost husband and she needed to be treated tenderly, though after a while her libido took over. Both she and Frida had not had sex for a whole year, well actually 86 years to be precise, and so they had a lot of pent up sexual frustration needing to be released.

Since the youngest Julie wouldn't be on the breeding schedule for a while, I went into Wednesday night expecting an evening of recuperation. I had told her that she should wait for sex until she was ready for it. To my surprise she was there naked in my bed waiting, both expectantly and nervously. I looked surprised but she smiled and just said "I can't afford to lose my place to any of the others. Besides, I want to have my fun before I start having babies." I took it very slowly with her gently stroking her breasts and clit until she was moist. Then, with some help from lubricant, I gently applied pressure with my cock to her hymen. One sharp push and it broke and Julie gave a little yelp of pain. She had the tightest pussy I had ever felt and it needed considerable stretching to accommodate my girth. I held still while she relaxed kissing away her tears. Then with little pushes eased myself further into her until I bottomed out on her cervix. I asked her if she was ready and she nodded, so I withdrew almost all the way then slowly slid back in fully gently fucking her until I came with a shudder and groan. Afterwards she curled up next to me smiling and fell asleep.

Carrie and Liz in the next two nights were keen to reclaim me and both fucked me senseless. On Saturday night the three of us had a gentle night playing our usual games with both girls pampering me.

Did I ever need a night off on Sunday. I was exhausted.

The breeding program for our community was centrally managed. Because most of the population was female, for many obvious reasons, we couldn't afford to have them all pregnant and having babies at the same time. So the breeding program would be spread out for our allocated partners over a two year cycle. We would start with the oldest of our partners and work our way down. Children would live with their biological mother's family but had access to their biological fathers. To maintain a higher population growth in the next generation, hormones would be used to produce double the number of girl babies.

Anne, being the oldest of my breeding partners, was the first to try to get pregnant. Being married I was unsure how to approach things so I asked her before we started if she just wanted a perfunctory insemination or to have enjoyable sex. She said, "I have to put up with my husband pleasuring four other women, so I fully intend to get my share too when I can." With that she started undressing me and pulled me into bed. She fell pregnant in the second cycle, to her disappointment as she wanted more time with me.

Jess was completely different. Her husband had approached me and said his wife was extremely nervous. They had only married just before leaving Nova Terra and both were very inexperienced. He asked if he could be present to support her during the insemination process. I knew it would be really weird, but under the circumstances I agreed. When she entered her fertile time they both came to my room. She was obviously very nervous and shaking a little. I set up a chair next to the bed for her husband, then stood in front of her and started taking her clothes off. Far from feeling weird, the thought of her husband watching while I fucked her was making me really excited. When she was completely naked I took my clothes off in front of her. She gaped and stared with amazement when my already erect cock sprang out of my shorts. It was obviously a lot bigger than she had ever seen before.

I led her to the bed and laid down next to her. I stroked her hair, face and body to sooth and relax her promising I would be gentle. I reached down and felt her pussy and stroked it to wetness then ran my fingers around her clit. I climbed on top on my knees stroking her sex with my cock. After a while I positioned it at her entrance. I turned to her husband and said, "Come and hold your wife's hand then kiss her and tell her you love her." When he broke the kiss I pushed deep inside her and she groaned loudly. I proceeded fuck her slowly for 20 minutes holding my building excitement in check while she held her husband's hand. Then my excitement boiled over and I pounded her hard until I sprayed my seed inside her with a bellow.

The next night she arrived on her own saying her husband couldn't bear to watch again. Over the next night and subsequent fertile cycles, as well as trying to get her pregnant I proceeded to teach her about sex introducing her to different positions, how to please a man and how the be pleased in turn. When I gave her first ever oral sex I got her to her first ever orgasm. She was so overwhelmed and happy she begged to stay over the whole night and have more, which of course I obliged. She became pregnant on the fourth cycle and told me she couldn't wait until the next time, but in the mean time she was going to give her own husband much needed sex lessons from what she had learned. I was amused when quite some time later she delivered me a thankyou card signed by all her husband's wives. Her lessons must have been successful.

Emma and Frida both got pregnant in the first fertile cycle. By that time Liz and Carrie had given me two boys and were still feeding them, so the next to breed was Julie.

Despite her young age, Julie was keen to be a mum herself. She was hoping for a boy first up so she made me always try to impregnate her in the doggy position to maximise penetration. I duly obliged and she gave me identical twin boys first up.

When it was time for Liz and Carrie to get pregnant again, by other men, I couldn't help feeling deep pangs of jealousy even though I was having sex with so many other women. I told them both that I didn't mind if they took the opportunity to enjoy themselves, but I didn't want to hear about what had happened afterwards They both arrived back from their breeding sessions with a twinkle in their eyes and a spring in their steps. I pretended to be cross and told them both they looked far too happy. They just poked their tongues out at me.

They both became pregnant in their first cycles. They did tell me that both their partners had been very kind and gentle and it was a lovely experience. Later, I privately approached both men and thanked them for looking after my wives. It was somewhat awkward, but by then our strange mating arrangements were starting to seem normal.

As the years went by, life was getting ever more chaotic with our home, and the whole community, being overrun by an ever growing number of babies, toddlers and children. Just remembering all my children's names was a challenge. Society had morphed, by necessity, from the classic nuclear family units back on Nova Terra to one where everyone in the community looked after everyone's children, especially within the extended family units. It was not unusual to come home to find Anne and Jess also there with their children having a family dinner with the rest. From time to time Anne and Jess would also come around at the invitation of my wives, and with the approval of their husbands, to spend the night with me making love. My wives told me this was to help keep paternal family bonds with my children from them. Occasionally Liz and Carrie would do the same with the other fathers of their other children. I reflected on how far we had come in attitudes to sex and relationships from our conservative origins.

Time seemed to pass quickly in our chaotic life. After 12 years, all my breeding partners had fulfilled their quotas of babies and I could retire from stud duties. All up I had 29 children: 3 by Liz, 2 by Carrie, 4 by Anne, and 5 each by Jess, Emma, Frida and Julie. On top of this I was co-father to 5 more children fathered by other men with Liz and Carrie. No wonder I was exhausted, but our efforts had ensured our community would endure.

As for my five wives, they all got on very well with seldom any discord or sign of jealousy. But females being females, there was still a rivalry they kept hidden from each other. They all tried to outdo each other pleasuring me in bed. It was such a hard life.

PART 5

Twenty Three years after arrival society had settled down from those frenetic early years and was running smoothly. The eldest of the next generation of children were into early adulthood and adjusting to a more settled home life with generally only two women for every man. However, one should never count unhatched chickens, as to our utter amazement the starship Enceladus that we had believed destroyed, arrived in orbit around our planet with all their passengers. Apparently they had managed to prematurely detonate the missile fired at them before it hit. The blast had still created much damage to their starship which had slowed their journey considerably. They had been unable repair their communications capability and we were thus unaware of their survival.

The Enceladus had been carrying many men who were the husbands of women that had arrived in the first two starships, but their wives had since married other men and had children in the intervening years. Cassie's husband Mike was on board. All of them had been in stasis the whole time and when awoken had expected their wives to be there waiting for them with little changed. But they had not aged while in extended stasis like the rest of us. It was quite a sudden shock for both them and us.

It made for an interesting reunion with Mike. Both Cassie and Liz ran and hugged him and cried with happiness at his return. They were, after all, his former wife and his former lover who. Mike found it hard to comprehend as he was still 25, but Cassie was now 49, old enough to be his mother. In fact, Cassie's eldest daughter Kate, born on board the Hyperion, was about the same age as Mike and had her own children, making Cassie a grandmother.

Poor Mike was in quite a deal of shock for a while. He moved in with us, while coming to terms with the new reality, as the extra accommodation for the new arrivals was being constructed.

Mike was quite sheepish with me at first and I couldn't figure why until I recalled our last conversation. To him it only seemed like a few weeks ago that he admitted an affair with Liz.

Very few women elected to return to their original husbands due to the age gap, and as life for them had well and truly moved on since Nova Terra. In Cassie's case, she had been married to Mike for only 3 years previously but now 23 years to me. There was of course still much affection between Mike, Cassie and Liz.

While the new arrivals would again upend our society, the addition of more DNA to the breeding mix, not to mention 15,000 men, was very welcome especially to the women in our community. Luckily there were double the number of girls in the next generation born on Sanctuary, so there were plenty to go around and we were able to ease breeding restrictions. Mike ended up marrying one of my daughters Jasmine, from my wife Emma.

One night after a few drinks, I couldn't resist telling Mike with a smirk how much I appreciated his leave pass with Cassie.

Life was indeed good.