Spreading Seeds Saga 07

"Makes for good building material."

"I'm taking a few cuttings back to Davis, It might grow real well along the river, if it can take the cold." Denise said as she removed her halter.

"Denise, you said you wanted to get pregnant?" Charlotte asked softly.

The Major stopped and looked at Charlotte, "I do, and I'm in season now but I need a man."

Charlotte looked at me, smiled with a cock of her head and said, "Josh is ever so much the man."

I felt pride at Charlotte's complement, as I untied the skirt. Naked, I opened my soap box and the women looked at me, Charlotte grinning at me and Denise standing there, her halter in her hand and her firm tits with long dark nipples pointing at my chest.

She smiled, "I see you brought your soap," she looked me in the eye, "Do you think I can have some?" her eyes were steady when she said it.

I looked at Charlotte who smiled and nodded. I looked at Denise, "Do you wish to be inseminated?" I smiled at her, "I am a true son of the Goddess and offer myself to you."

Denise laughed, "I accept, but since Charlotte is your old and good friend, shall we invite her to join us?"

Charlotte hugged Denise. Denise hugged her back and kissed her wantonly, her hands stroked over Charlotte's fine, fair breasts making slight indentations in the milky flesh.

I wondered if Charlotte was agreeing for my sake or hers. I let that slide as the two women enveloped me in their arms, pressed their breasts against me and kissed me before backing away.

I had been sweating since I had gotten out of the river and they were pretty warm after having worked in the sun all day. Denise pulled the rope, which opened a sluice gate that drained a warming pond at the side of the water ditch that brought water to the camp above the flood plain.

The water ran down a wooden trough and poured from ceramic sieves on the sides of the trough. Soon the shower was pouring and Denise lowered the gate and stepped into the gentle rain. Charlotte stepped in and I followed. Denise ran her fingers through her short hair and let the water drench her. Charlotte and I followed her and it felt good to get cooler.

I was trying to gracefully wash my ass crack that had been itching since after eating the bear chili that Sue had prepared. I was sure I had dingle berries. I had just about dislodged the lumps in my ass when the water ran out.

The women looked at me and I smiled at them. Denise laughed, "Pull the rope Josh, I just got my hair wet."

I looked at the rope and grinned at her, "Sorry, I'm new here." I pulled the rope and the water began to flow again.

"You have to hold it until the trough fills, Josh," Charlotte said as she took out her own soap and the air filled with the scent of spring flowers

I watched as Charlotte began to soap herself. I smiled at her and got out my own soap, made in the Kiva. Denise came to me and said, "Is that real Kiva soap?"

I looked at the slim bar in my hand, "Yes Ma'am, Do you like Kiva Soap?"

"It reminds me of Davis," Denise said and put the bar under her nose, smelling deeply and looking me in the eyes. "I think of the House of Giving and the time I spent there."

Now I had spent a lot of time in the HOG for the last four years but I don't remember seeing Denise there. That didn't mean much, given that four to seven thousand women lived in Davis or passed though in a month. That and the fact that I wasn't there two days out of three and I guess it was the odds that I had never seen her.

Denise had a short firm bush, dark as midnight between her legs. I looked up at her eyes, "So you like the House of Giving?"

"It has its attractions," she glanced at my crotch, looked up and smiled, "Are you John's son?"

I nodded, "John Perkins is my dad, do you know him?"

She smiled and nodded, "I've known Johnny many times in Davis and Redding," she laughed, "I once give him a case of beer in Redding," she smiled, "You do look like him when he was younger. I didn't meet him until he was, oh, maybe twenty seven."

"Pull the rope one of you!" Charlotte said.

I pulled the rope and watched as Charlotte rinsed her short red hair, the suds trickled down her smooth white belly and lodged in her red bush. I had stroked her firm pudenda many times and I longed to stroke her again.

Denise looked at me and then at Charlotte, "She is beautiful isn't she?"

I nodded, Denise smiled, "I like a full figured woman, don't you?"

I grinned and nodded, "I like a well toned woman and Charlotte is in the best shape I've seen her in since soccer season the year she won the title."

Denise and I watched as Charlotte finished up her hair and began to soap her breasts. I had to help her. I went to her, took the soap from her hands and began to soap her breasts, shoulders and back and all the delightful parts of the girl who had made me the man I am today. Charlotte smiled and kissed me, rubbing her soapy tits on my chest.

"You're getting kind of skinny Josh. Are you getting enough to eat out there in Burney?" Charlotte pinched my hip and found just skin and bone.

"I get enough to eat most days Charlotte, but I've been working hard too. I can't complain."

Denise came up behind me and began to soap up my back. Her hands were rough at first then they smoothed out as the soapy water softened her skin. She started at my shoulders and soon had her hand up my ass and it felt good. Her hands were just the right texture to stimulate my itchy skin. She washed my ass crack and then went down my legs and came around in front and started up my legs. She was kneeling looking up at me when Junior came between us.

She smiled and squeezed Junior softly. I got hard immediately.

Charlotte laughed and reached over and polished my knob with her soft hands and her own soap. There was a contrast in the scents of the soap. Hers was a floral scent. The Kiva soap had a musky scent, the exact recipe was a closely guarded secret and was reputed to have special pheromones to make women more compliant.

Charlotte's soap had her scent, or what I have always associated with her presence. I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders and she smiled and nodded. I looked down at Denise who was holding my solid erection as Charlotte's hand slipped off the knob. She said, "Pull the rope Josh."

I pulled the rope and Denise soaped up my crotch and made sure that I was thoroughly scrubbed from my knees to my hair. She felt me, scrubbed me everywhere and rubbed her nipples against my chest as she washed my hair.

I was holding my own even as she stroked my cock and licked her lips. I had a flash about a woman my dad had told me about in the Kiva one night when he was in his cups. She had fucked my father every way he knew and some he had only heard of. When he was drained, she gave him that look of superiority that some women get when they have fucked you into a stupor. As he told me one day, "Like she was doing you a favor for not fucking you one more time and then eating you for lunch. It was spooky, I'm not lying. Made me think of a Black Widow."

I had my eyes shut because of the soap in my hair but I could remember the look Denise gave me when she looked up and held my stiffening cock, like she was going to master me. I pulled the rope again and rinsed off.

Denise was soaping up while I rinsed off. Her hand stroked her furry bush, making a riot of suds that ran down her legs like whipped cream as she looked at me.

I slicked back my hair and wiped my face. I needed a shave and but that could wait. I went to Denise, took the soap, started on her back and worked her slow and thoroughly. She was muscular and solid with an ass that felt like it was made of brick when she flexed it. I worked my way around her and felt her tits, semi-firm but not overly large. She had long nipples and when I tweaked them it made her smile, very broadly. I was surprised to find her clitoris was large and meaty. In the hair, it was hidden but when my fingers explored it Denise moaned and kissed me. I washed her very thoroughly and rinsed her carefully. I considered shaving a priority now.

Charlotte came and kissed me, she ginned at me, "I'm sorry Josh we can't copulate," she smiled, "But I do want to feel you close to me."

I hugged her and held her to me, "I don't mind much really Charlotte, it's so wonderful we'll be together again in Burney."

Denise hugged us, Charlotte took her arm off my shoulder and put it around Denise's waist, I put my arm around Denise's shoulder, pulled her sweet breast up into my chest and kissed her. Then Charlotte kissed her and Charlotte kissed me and began to pull my dick softly. Denise snickered.

"What?" Charlotte asked.

"You must have a lot of faith in his abilities, to be pulling his cock so soon," Denise said and rubbed her tit under my arm pit.

Denise was soft on the outside but hard underneath and warm, Charlotte was softer and as she rubbed my cock on her soapy belly, Charlotte was hot! I went past the Weasels and right into the Lone Pine Mantra, "Holy Goddess who's hand's on my cock, have pity on a Lone Pine. Let not your furry bush chafe me nor rapid hip movements cause my dick to bend. Let me persist until you have sipped the dregs of your passion."

It seemed to work for a while but I had to concentrate on my deep breathing and the image of the Lone Pine, on a spur of rock. The Kiva required that we stand firm on our spur of rock and hold up the honor of the Lone Pine in times of trial, and this appeared to be a day for trials. I let my hand slip down to Denise's ass and fondled the hard muscles as she rubbed her belly on my hip bone and her wooly bush on my leg. Concentrating on Denise and not on Charlotte's hands and lips allowed me to resist Charlotte's teasing but didn't calm my mind about Denise.

I caught my breath again and pulled back from them, "I need to shave, ladies."

Charlotte smiled and stroked my cheek, "You certainly do Josh, I'd hate to see you give Denise a whisker burn."

Denise laughed, "Let me shave you, Josh. I'm good with a razor."

I looked at her for a second. To let a woman shave you was an honor not lightly bestowed. I mean you don't let just anybody, lift your chin and put sharp cold steel to your throat unless you really trust them. I smiled at Denise and shook my head. "We haven't known each other that long Denise," I grinned at Charlotte, "I was hoping Charlotte would shave me."

Charlotte's eyes lit up and she kissed me, "Get your razor, and sit on the bench the sun is just right."

I straddled the bench and Charlotte sat before me soaping my face with her freesia soap. She was also straddling the bench and her pussy was just at the edge of my field of vision as I rubbed her nipples.

She waited until my eyes came back to hers and grinned. "You haven't changed, Josh. I'm glad to see that."

"What do you mean?"

Charlotte tried my razor out on her leg, checking the edge.

She turned and lifted my chin, then ran her hand down my throat and began to shave me in short strokes, wiping the razor off on the towel she had placed over her left arm.

"You always look at me the same pattern, eyes, tits and pussy," she took a long swipe with the razor down the side of my throat, "You did that in grade school," she laughed, "I still like it."

She released my chin to change angles, "You have always captured my attention Charlotte. I've been in love with you as long as I can remember."

Charlotte wiped the razor and closed it then leaned over and kissed me. She was smiling as she pulled back, "I love you too, Josh Perkins, but we can't forget Denise." She put her hand on my half shaved face and said, "It's getting much tougher, your beard."

"Yeah and grows faster too." I picked up the razor and handed Charlotte my mirror, "Let me finish, it'll be faster."

I shaved as Denise watched and Charlotte held the mirror.

"I remember in Redding one time, I shaved a rough'un." Denise said chuckling. "He had come into the HOG after six weeks in the bush. He stood in the door way and announced he was Big Bill Bronkowski and he was mighty randy. Well I had been up on the Pitt River for six or eight weeks putting in some diversions and I was hot to trot." Denise smiled at me, "You ever heard of Big Bill?"

I thought hard about it but came up blank, I shook my head and went back to shaving.

"He is a big fella, six five and strong as an ox," Denise grinned and softly whispered to Charlotte, "He's got a cock like mule too," she laughed and rubbed her pussy, "Anyway I went over and sized him up and said, "You'll have to shave, but I'll do you so hard you won't ever need a woman again!"

Charlotte turned to Denise, "You didn't?"

"Yep, bold as brass, I took on Big Bill and rode his ass into the ground," Denise was rubbing her cunt and looking up, her eyes closed, "My that was a ride too!"

Denise pulled her hand away from her pussy when she saw how Charlotte was looking at her disapprovingly.

I pulled the mirror back into position and Charlotte grinned at me.

Denise tossed her towel over her shoulder, put her hand on Charlotte's back and put one foot on the bench, which gave me a good look at her crotch. She grinned, " Well I kind'a cheated. I said, any man that can make me say uncle deserves at least a six pack up front. I put six beers in front of him and said, 'Okay Bill, Tell you what, I need a beer before we start.' I sat there and sipped on one beer while he bragged about how he was going to make me come so hard I'd think I was going, and finished off five and you know how strong Redding beer is, like about eight Davis beers anyway."

I grinned at Denise, "So you had him pretty drunk then.?"

Denise nodded her head and grinned, "Yeah, he was on the edge a little but he was so fucking big that he could carry it off. He said as he put down the last empty scout, 'Come on Denise, you don't need any warm up girls do you, Lets bathe and frolic.'"

Charlotte laughed, "He said 'frolic', like that?"

Denise laughed too, "Oh yeah, Bill talks like that."

I asked, "So then you shaved him?" hoping to get her back on the story and stop rubbing her pussy like that. It was distracting me and I wanted her to finish up the story.

"No, that came later, Josh. We went to the baths an' took each others measure first. He had rough hands from all the work and he was really hairy. But he was hard as a rock and strong as hell. He washed me twice and had me squirming a couple of times. I had him moaning a couple of times and he almost went off when I blew him. We were pretty evenly matched, so I had the waiter send up six more beers and I shaved his face. I had to shave him all the way to the collar bones and all the way around his neck. He got me on top to start and challenged me, I guess."

Charlotte asked, "How did he challenge you?"

Denise chuckled, "He lifted me up on his cock and pressed it to me. I held a tight Kegel and wouldn't let him in. I flattered his ego and he ate it up." I said, 'Oh Bill what a big dick you have.' He just laughed and said, 'Take your time darlin', I'm here all night.'"

I finished my shave, took the mirror from Charlotte and put my things away in my kit. By the time I got back to the bench, Denise was sitting next to Charlotte with her arm around her and chuckling about something as she nuzzled Charlotte's ear.

I sat next to Denise and put my arm around her waist and touched Charlotte's hip with my finger tips. Denise turned to me with a smile.

"Are you going to tell me the whole story now?" I smiled and caressed her breast.

Charlotte put her hand on my arm that was around Denise and grasped my wrist, she looked around Denise and said, "Cats Cradle?"

I grinned and took her wrist in my hand and we had Denise lean back, then pulled her legs up on ours, which spread her wide and tilted her hips up so you could dig deep ore from her mine of memories. Denise smiled as Charlotte began to rub her inner thigh in long soft strokes.

Charlotte winked at me, "Number 28 if you please," she kissed Denise, "Continue the story Denise. You've yet to make it climax and I want to hear how you 'Shaved the Bear'."

Denise leaned over and kissed Charlotte, then took up the story." "Well, we had done the nasty twice by the time he'd finished up the next four beers, I had finished two, just for the fluids, you understand."

Charlotte nodded and smirked, "Of course, girl has to maintain her fluids balance."

Denise smiled and dipped her eyes, "Well, it helps, yes."

She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I continued the stroking of her upper thigh in a circular pattern as described in the "House of Giving, Code to Sexual Stimulation, Number 28." I saw Charlotte was using a #48, running the back's of her nails along Denise's thigh in vertical strokes from mid thigh to pubis.

Denise grinned, "Well he had rested enough that he called for another round. I was just drunk enough that I didn't feel the rug burn he had given me. Rubbing up against his belly was like sliding down a pine. Well I called for a rumper bump and he flipped me over and slipped it into me quick. I was happy for a while and then he began to take chances, He'd drop his mantra and his breathing would get ragged and I bided my time, while admiring his advanced multi vectored thrust techniques. Did I mention he had a cock like a mule?"

I kissed Denise and rubbed her very close to the pubis, "I believe you did mention that at first."

Denise smiled and pulled my hair lightly, "Yes well he was acting arrogant so I let him move out until he only had about four inches in me and I gripped him hard. Oh he clinched up then and I heard him mumble for a minute or two while I released, pulled him in all the way and then let him slide out free. He quivered and came back fast. I caught him about three quarters of the way in and gripped him so hard he groaned."

Charlotte changed her technique and began to massage Denise's pussy directly. She glanced at me and said, "Number 40,02," she smiled at me when I was taken aback.

I thought about it. For Charlotte to call a down side was rare. What she had called for was a 40, the massage of Denise's clitoris by thumb while the fore and middle fingers cup into the vagina and massage the g-spot, while I supposed I would be doing the 02, a deep stroke of the anus with curved forefinger.

Charlotte surprised me when she guided my hand to Denise's cunt and let me take Denise's pussy. I worked in two fingers easily and had Denise's massive clit out of her hood a half inch.

Denise had lost track of her story until Charlotte said, "Concentrate Denise, What did you do to Big Bill?"

Denise looked over at Charlotte, "I gripped him really hard,"

"Show Josh, Dear." Charlotte grinned at me.

Denise gripped my two fingers pretty tight. Her cunt rippled up and down my fully inserted fingers as I worked her. Denise opened her eyes and smiled at me, "If you were as big as Bill, You'd see how hard I can grab."

I kissed her, "Well maybe later you can show me with something larger than my fingers?"

Denise grinned at me, "I'm not going to hurt you Josh, not really."

She gripped my fingers and fluttered her pussy as Charlotte slipped her finger into Denise's ass. Denise closed her eyes and said, with difficulty, "Oh! Oh! Ah! Yes! Do that, and suck my tits!"

Her breath came in gasps and her pussy was dancing on my three fingered Horseshoe, as the HOG# 40 was known in the Kiva.

Charlotte was relentless, even as she pistoned her finger in Denise's ass, she asked calmly, "How did your shave the Bear?"

Denise flexed every muscle in her body and jammed my hand hard with her hips, "You ain't got close, Josh," she rocked her hips and sighed, "Oh that's nasty," as Charlotte kissed her cheek and the liquid from her free flowing cunt lubricated Charlotte's fingers, two of which were now stretching Denise's ass. I looked down as I was sucking Denise's nipples, Charlotte was now down on her knees beside Denise, and was rapidly pumping her fingers into her ass. Charlotte was smiling and kissing Denise's thigh on the tender parts. I kept up my stimulation and Denise went over the top with a shuddering groan. She gripped my wrist when I started to let up and held me full in her as I worked my fingers on her spots and gently rolled her swollen clit with my thumb. She pressed my thumb down and moaned, she shook up and down for a moment as Charlotte was pushing three fingers into her ass.