Danny Boy, Chapter 14: About Girls

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Why don't they come with a manual?

When I came to, I was still alone in the bed, and it was four o'clock. I did not know whether that was AM or PM. It seemed impossible that everything that had happened could only have taken us to the late afternoon, but sleeping all the way through to the next morning seemed unlikely, too.

I went to the bathroom, and as I wandered around that bed coming back through the bedroom, I noticed that there were two other pairs in it, on the other side from where I'd been sleeping. I walked over, and saw that they were Kate and Maria, and Eva and Lita. The two pairs were touching each other.

As I wandered out into the big room, I saw Elise and Rhianna, wiping down the furniture.

"Hello, dear," said Elise. "What would you say to gathering up the camping equipment and spending the night in here tonight?"

I guess that meant it was afternoon, after all. "I think that would be fine," I yawned, "as long as it is what you all want to do. Where are the others?"

"They are either asleep, or they are dusting. Rhianna and I were going to run down to the house to pick up some steaks for tonight. Would you like to come along?"

"I would, but if we aren't leaving the tent up, I should supervise taking it down."

So, we got together the rest, shut off the lights in the rest of the place, and started up the ladder to the hatch. The four who had been sleeping on the monster bed with me joined us as we were gathering at the ladder. Now that we were all going, we used the breaker panel to turn off the breaker for the footlights, which provided the basic illumination to see your way, all over the bunker. As soon as we did that, it was as dark as the proverbial tomb.

By flashlight, we started up the ladder. I went first, to unlock the hatch and get it open, before the others started climbing up. As before, I climbed down to climb up behind Selina, then did it again behind Barbara. Both were white-faced and shaking by the time they got to the top.

Elise looked thoughtfully at them, then said, "Danny, why don't we scrap the plan I had suggested. Instead, why don't we camp out again tonight, but still get the steaks from the house. Can we cook those over an open fire?"

I looked over at Barbara and Selina, who were clinging to each other, obviously terrified at the idea of having to climb back down that ladder again. "Sounds good to me."

We walked down the trail toward the bluff, but when we were about fifty feet from the place where we would come out of the trail into the sunlight on the rocks, visible to anyone watching, a still-sleepy Kate said, "there!"

I looked to where she was pointing, and sure enough, there was a somewhat straight space between tree trunks, going off to the left. Given where we were, it couldn't be going anywhere but to the main trail, but above the edge of the woods.

I gave Kate a huge kiss, swung her around, and said, "you are amazing! If one of us didn't need to lead the others right now, I'd have you down on your back in about ten seconds."

"Yes, it would, but one of the two of us needs to lead this next part. Since it was your discovery, why don't you instruct the others what to do next?"

All the others were standing there, listening to us, looking around in the forest, and looking puzzled. Kate's face lighted up even more, and she showed the others how to recognize where a trail had been, and the importance of not leaving a trail others could follow, or otherwise going out where the trail could be seen by others.

With Kate leading, and me just behind her, we went out this other trail to where it went on top of the same rocks that came down to form the bluff, but well up in the woods. There was no obvious trail coming off them, but Kate figured out that by walking all the way back along the rocks, as far as they went into the woods, we could step off onto the main trail without stepping on anything but rock.

She explained this to everyone, and we all walked back to the campsite. Everything was fine back there, but we needed more wood for the camp fire, and it did need to be started. After suggesting we all get wood, I pulled Kate into the tent for her reward.

While we were snuggled together, after, Kate said, "thank you for showing me what makes me so sexy."

"You are very welcome, sex pot," I said. "I look forward to the day when we are ready to start children together."

She took a deep breath at that. "Why do you say that? We all heard you with Elise last night, and Mom says she thinks Rhianna may not be safe yet. Why me?"

"Why you? Because, beloved," I whispered, "as much as I love ALL of you, if I were to choose just ONE of you to have children with, it would be YOU."

I rolled her over, and we made love again. I did not come, this time, but she did, loudly and happily. I tucked her in, and left her napping, as I climbed out and put my clothes back on. Donna was there, dropping and arm-load of wood on what was now a substantial pile.

When we had a good mountain of wood, so we could stay up late around the fire with it, Elise announced that she and Rhianna were going back to the house to pick up some things. We were out of Citronella, too, so I was going to make a run to the hardware store to get some, along with more bug spray. We put a few more things on the list, and then the three of us started toward my car.

After a couple of steps, I turned back. "I'm forgetting," I said. "Someone needs to get the fire going."

I shook my head. "Nope. I'm the girls' camping club advisor. I'm supposed to be teaching you camping skills, right? Otherwise, your parents will think I brought you out here to take advantage of you." Led by the four mothers, everyone howled at that.

"Seriously," I said, "someone needs to be in charge, but you all should watch the fire building. I explained and demonstrated it for you the other night, but now someone else needs to explain and demonstrate. The rest of you watch, and help as requested."

I held up the matches. "Who will be the chief fire builder?" They looked at each other, and then Lita said, "I'll do it."

I kissed her, and said, "willingness to help is sexy." I gave her the matches, and reminded her of how to build up the whole fire before lighting it, and make sure it got plenty of oxygen.

We got the car out of there, and around to the gate. We unlocked it, and Elise said she wanted to get new locks at the hardware store, for that and for the hatch.

She had her purse and wallet, but wanted to stop at the house to wash her face before going out. I did, too. We were all looking pretty grubby. I had gotten on clean clothes, but my face and hands were dirty.

At the house, we washed faces and hands. Rhianna was obviously hoping for a re-match on the couch, but in addition to being worn out again, I had come to a decision about her.

"You are doing everything right, hotness," I said, "but I need to get some more condoms before I make love to you again. I'm all out."

Elise came in as I said this, and heard Rhianna's protests. "No, girl. Remember, your pill won't keep you safe until your next cycle."

Her mother went over to her, and stroked her face, and said, "I know you do, baby, and you know I understand. I even understand why you want one so much from HIM, and you know I know that.

"But you have another year of high school, and then you have college. A baby now would cause you no end of problems, and it would probably keep you from being able to do what you want in life."

She looked at me, and there was steel in her eye again. "I want your promise that you will NOT have unprotected sex with my daughter again, until she has been on the pill through two full periods."

I looked over at her. "Rhianna, how can I not? She's right, it would keep you from going to college." I looked back at her mother.

Ironically, buying condoms underage was harder than buying beer and wine, but I knew of one drug store where I thought could manage it. An older friend had gotten me my previous supply, which was now gone.

"It's okay," said Elise. "I'll get you some." She was blushing, but didn't look freaked out.

In the car, we all sat in the front, but Elise sat in the middle. Rhianna was back to pouting. "I hope I'm already pregnant," she said. No one said anything, but I thought I could hear Elise praying under her breath.

Her mother was starting to storm up, and I said, "Elise, wait." I pulled the car into the corner of a gas station, and put it in Park, and turned to Rhianna.

"Rhianna," I said, gently, "I hadn't really thought it through, but your mother is absolutely right. If you have a baby right now, it will hurt you, it will hurt me, and it will hurt your mother, in lots of ways."

"More than you know. I'm hoping I started one in your mother the other night. If not, we'll keep trying until we do. I would love to have babies by EACH of you, but one thing I have not done well is watch out for you, when you are not watching out for yourselves. I'll have to talk to everyone about that, or your instincts are going to get you in trouble."

I sighed. "Rhianna, I want your word of honor that you will not skip taking any of the birth control pills. I want your further word that if you forget to take any of them, you will so inform me BEFORE we make love again after that, so I can be sure we are protected."

I waited. Elise was looking straight ahead, saying nothing. Once again, Rhianna said, "what?"

"Okay." I started the car. As I pulled out onto the road again, I asked, "have you both made love to Eva yet?"

Startled at the change of subject, they answered. Elise had; Rhianna hadn't. "Rhianna, when we get back to camp, unless you have decided to renounce my leadership in our sexual interactions, I want you to make love to Eva before you make love to anyone else. If she is with someone else or busy, wait until she is available, but you have a one-on-one love-making session with her before the day is over."

"Then we have nothing more to discuss." We pulled into the hardware store lot a couple of minutes later.

"It's a big deal, because you should see her professionally later this week, and if you don't establish yourself as her lover before you do that, you won't be able to after that."

"You should do that, because your current gynecologist cannot be trusted, and Eva knows your situation and shares your loves. She can find out if you are pregnant, and give you sound advice, whether you are or are not pregnant, not only because she is a good professional, but because she loves you."

"Oh. I guess I didn't think of that." As we were walking into the store, she said, "what about us?"

"Us, as in you and me?" She nodded. Other people were coming up as we went in the door.

We got Citronella, bug spray, a folding picnic table, a canopy, another cooler, a fire grill, and a few other things, including a couple of good all-weather combination padlocks. Elise put it all on her credit card.

From there, we went over to the grocery store, which had a pharmacy in the back. Rhianna and I had a list of things to get, while Elise made her "special purchase" at the pharmacy, which they put in a bag for her.

She just joined us by the time we were ready to check out, then we remembered a few other things. Finally, we were checked out, and loaded everything into the now-full car. Elise also bought me a tank of gas on the way back.

As soon as we pulled out of the grocery store lot, though, the fireworks started. "Are you going to answer my question?" Rhianna demanded.

"You said 'whatever,'" I snapped, "which is hardly giving your word of honor on something really important."

We weren't all that far from the house, so I waited until we got there, then pulled into the driveway. I stopped in front of the door, then said, "I want a baby too, Rhianna, but it's supposed to be a joint decision, remember? It's no more right for you to trick me into getting you pregnant if you are ready for us to have a baby and I'm not, than it would have been for Billy and his gang to rape you to get you pregnant, because HE thinks you should have HIS baby.

I nodded. "You are right, of course, because a rape is done with violence, and the one deceived is the one left holding the baby.

"At the same time, Rhianna wants a baby, and she doesn't care who she hurts or destroys, as long as she gets what she wants." I looked over at Rhianna. "Aside from the violence and who has to carry the baby, I don't see a whole lot of ethical difference between what Billy wanted to do and what you are doing, Rhianna. You acknowledged that it was wrong to deceive me the way you did into taking your virginity, but you apparently did the same thing earlier today, and you are planning, it seems, to continue the same thing."

I sighed, and reached for the pharmacy bag. I got out a couple of condoms and pocketed them. "Just in case," I said. "I really don't want to use them. Why don't you drive on up to the site? I may be quite a while."

I asked her where the flashlights were, and where Rhianna's room was, kissed her, and got out. She was crying, of course, but didn't argue. She knew I was fighting FOR her daughter, now, and wished me luck.

Okay, enough of this twelve-year-old bullshit. She had made a promise, twice. Once was for the weekend, and once was forever. In both of them, she had said I had full rights to her, even over her own protests.

Her door was locked, but a look around showed me a key on top of the lintel. I unlocked the door, put the key back, and walked in. Rhianna was getting up from the bed. "I told you to go away!" she screamed, but I crossed quickly to her and put my arms around her, and kissed her.

She wasn't mollified. She tried to knee me in the groin, and was trying to punch me in the back. I managed to keep the knee from getting me, and the punches on the back were nothing, but when she tried to bite me, I got pissed.

I pulled her shirt up over her head, and tied up her hands in it. She tried again to knee me in the groin, and almost got me. I threw her onto the bed on her back, undid her jeans, and pulled them off, along with her panties.

"Oh, are you going to fuck me now?" She said. "You do, and I'll charge you with rape."

That got her attention, and she stopped fighting for a moment. "You aren't?" she said, surprised.

"No," I said. "You aren't acting maturely enough to interest me at all right now. To use an old expression, you've got your head so far up your own ass, you can't see the light of day. Instead, I'm going to give you what you really HAVE been begging for."

I scooped her up, turned around and sat down on the bed, and flipped her face down across my lap. As she realized what was about to happen, she started to scream, and put her hands back to cover her bottom. I took her hands, and held her wrists together behind her back, while I gave her about twenty swats.

They weren't playful swats, and this wasn't a game. At this point, she was so crazy that she might just have called the police about the whole thing, and the fact that it would have destroyed her life AND that of everyone she cared about would not have mattered to her until it was too late. I was desperate to get her attention, and this was the only card I had left to play. It could get me sent to jail all by itself, if she were to tell the wrong people about it, but they can only hang you once.

When I had spanked Barbara, and others, it had been playful. The spanks had been fairly hard, and they stung, and they may even have had some bruising the next day. These were not like that at all. These were punishment, and it was important that Rhianna wouldn't see them as anything but punishment. She got off on spanking, but I did NOT want her to get off on this. For her sake, I wanted her to have real trouble sitting down for the next couple of days.

My father used to use the expression, "I'll spank you so hard, you won't be able to sit down for a week." He never did spank me that hard, but that was exactly what I was trying to achieve here.

I was hitting her on the buttocks with my open hand, but I was hitting her nearly as hard as I could. I wanted it to hurt like hell, and from the sounds Rhianna was making, it did. After a few shocked gasps and struggles, she finally realized how helpless she was, and stopped fighting me, sobbing instead.

When I got to twenty, I stopped, and very gently rubbed the very red and bruised bottom, while she sobbed some more. I gently turned her over, got up, and laid her back down on the bed.

She lay back, with her knees spread wide. I was surprised to see that her labia were very swollen, and her vagina was open and extremely wet. She actually had a small stream of cum running out of it. She looked at me with her tear-covered face, not trying to cover herself, and said, "so what happens now?"

I leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Now, perhaps, we can talk. Get dressed, and come downstairs. I'll be in the living room."

I walked out, leaving her door open, and walked downstairs. Just before turning the corner into the hallway, I glanced back, and saw her still lying there, looking at me, completely uncovered, with her dripping vagina pointed in my direction.

I didn't know how long it would take her to come down, or even IF she would come down, but she was down, wearing a nightshirt, in five minutes. She was still crying, and I offered her a tissue. She took it, and said, "I couldn't get my pants on, sorry." She sat, with obvious difficulty, on the couch facing me, and said, softly, "so what happens now?"

She shifted, winced, and stood up. "I think I'm more comfortable standing," she laughed, nervously. I just waited.

After a moment, she turned fully to face me. "I'm sorry. You were right, I was thinking only about myself. Having a baby now would mess things up for a lot of people I care about, wouldn't it?"

I still waited. She sighed, and said, "yes, you have my word of honor, that I will never put you at unknowing risk of getting me pregnant. If I ever miss a pill, I will tell you before we make love -- and that, too, is my word of honor."

I still wasn't quite ready to let her off the hook. "Was that like what you promised me about our relationship?"

She winced again, but this time it wasn't about physical pain. "My god," she said, "I"ve already broken a promise to you." She stared at me, and the tears started coming again. "Several times, I think."

She started sobbing again, and I put my arms around her, then held her until she wound down. I gave her tissues as needed, until she was done. Then she pushed back from me, until she was at arms length. "I've really been a terrible person," she said, "and I'm sorry. I hope you'll forgive me. I really hope I'm NOT pregnant, now, because I'm obviously not ready to be a parent, yet."

She came, and put her arms around me, and started crying yet again. This time, I picked her up, and sat her on my lap, where her bottom was off the side a bit, and held her.

"I know I don't deserve it, and I know I should go seek out Eva first and make love to her, but I really wish you could make love to me, right now. I've been such a terrible bitch, and I really deserved that spanking, but I'm feeling so vulnerable right now, and I'm afraid I've been such an awful person that you won't ever love me again.

"I'm not asking you to make love with me. I'm just telling you how I feel." She sniffed, and I could feel more tears on my shirt.

I began kissing her, and she began kissing me back, but she wasn't completely done crying yet. I turned her around so she was facing me, and we made very slow, very tender love. When I pulled out the condom, she took it away from me, and got it out, and made sure it was on me right, before letting me into her.

She never stopped crying the whole time. They weren't happy tears, but they were letting out a lot of feelings. All the time we were making love, I was stroking her back, and very gently caressing that tender bottom, and wiping her nose with tissues, and kissing away her tears.

When she wound down enough, I told her that I loved her, and that started her crying again. As she came down from that, I told her again, and again she cried.

I was erect, and in her, but it really was not very erotic, with all the emotion. She was hurting, and this was what she needed, but it was more about her letting the pain out, than it was about either of us getting off.

It was probably the longest I have ever been inside one woman in my life. I didn't look at the clock, but I'm guessing I was in her for an hour before she finally got the crying all the way out, and heard my love, and was able to accept it, and finally, to begin to return it. Only then did my being inside her really start to have an erotic effect on her.

Slowly, slowly, I was able to move in her, until we were moving in a very slow and tender thrusting motion together. She still had tears, but few, now, and happier.

Finally, she was able to cry out her love, falling forward against me as her body shuddered her release. I lay back and she lay down on my chest.

She still leaked a few tears on me, but they seemed to be mostly happy tears, now.

Then I noticed Elise, standing at the entrance to the room. Rhianna must have felt some start, because she looked up and around, and saw her mother.

Elise's face was a mixture of fear, anger, worry, and concern. Rhianna disengaged from my still-erect penis, checked the condom, and then went to her mother, while I pulled it off and wrapped it in a tissue, and put all the used tissues in the trash.

By the time I had done that, Rhianna was apologizing to her mother, and the two women were crying together. They did look like happy tears on both sides.

"I'm sorry I was such a bitch, Mom," said Rhianna, "but you knew I was with Danny, so why were you worried?"

"I left here more than two hours ago, dear. Have you been making love all this time?"

"Everyone else has eaten. The others all wanted to wait until you got back, but I had a feeling they might be waiting a long time, so we went ahead and ate. I saved dinner for you two, but everyone else is long finished."

Rhianna and I washed our faces, and she wanted to take a shower. While she did, I made love to Elise again. It had been a hard, fragile day for her, too, and she also needed to cry some things out. She was 95% better, seeing how Rhianna was doing, but once she had a good toe-curler, she cried out on me, almost as much as her daughter had.

Because it had been many hours since the last time I had made love, and because I had not come in Rhianna, Elise got the full load. Elise and I were both hoping she was fertile. As Elise was finally relaxing, holding me to her chest, Rhianna came out, drying her nude body with a towel.

"You two look so beautiful together," she said. "Oh, I hope he's given you a baby! I know I'm not ready to be a mother yet, but Mom, I'd so LOVE to be a big sister!" That brought a few more tears of relief from Elise.

Elise had driven my car back around, which was fine with me. It had been such an emotional few hours that I was feeling wrung out. As we got into the car, with Rhianna in the middle, she told her mother about the spanking, and about what we did, and about how sorry she was, for everything.

We tried to figure out the timing, but the best that we could figure was that we were actually copulating for better than an hour and a half.

We drove on up to the campsite, to find a big fire going, with two dozen Citronella torches around it in a circle, and eight completely naked women. They were singing, and they had rolled the logs away. In the places of the logs, they had laid all the sleeping bags around the fire in a circle, along with the quilts we had picked up that day. The women were singing, and all caressing each other, and it just looked like the most loving thing I had ever seen in my life.

I actually burst into tears, just seeing it. I cursed and tried to hide it, but stopped after I realized that no one cared but me. It had been so emotionally intense, the past few hours, and I had been the release point for two very emotional women, but I had not had any release myself that way.

They were glad to see us, and they cheered, but it was a welcome rather than a stampede. No one was trying to flash herself at me, no one was trying to advertise for me, but I could see, from the face and body language, that there was not a woman there who was not ready for me, if I wanted to take her.

Rhianna joined in, and pulled off what clothes she had on, and was soon snuggled between Selina and Cindy.

They had finally found a balance. They had all the love they needed from the women around them, and they all knew, now, that my tool was enough both to scratch the itch when they needed it, and to provide the masculine side of that love as needed. When they were ready to start having babies, of course, they would need that, too.

Sometimes, I thought to myself, they need a woman's shoulder to cry on, and sometimes they need a man's.

Elise brought the soup and the meat to Rhianna and me. The soup was broccoli cheddar baked potato, and they had heated it in a cauldron. It was off to the side of the fire, but it was still very hot, and they brought Rhianna a big bowl.

I had to laugh when I saw the steaks. The women had six ounce prime strips, but Elise had gotten me a 24-ounce prime angus ribeye, two inches thick. I guess they knew I was putting the protein to good use. I was certainly hungry enough to eat it all.

The fire was too big for trying to grill the steaks, although that had worked fabulously for them earlier. Instead of trying to grill steaks like that in a big fire, I just cut them up into 2" cubes, shook a little seasoning on them, stuck them on a hot dog fork, and cooked the chunks in the flames. I made smaller chunks for Rhianna, and cooked them medium rare, the way she wanted them. Mine were half-burned on the outside, and barely warm in the center -- perfect.

Rhianna spoon-fed me soup while I cooked the meat for both of us, and we traded off on feeding each other, with many kisses. There was an intimacy between us that we had certainly never had before, and was in a way as close as I'd experienced with any of the ladies so far.

There was an aspect of that I didn't want to look at, but all I was sure of was that Rhianna needed my love right then, to reassure she hadn't lost me. I did not doubt her repentance was real, but she also needed to know that the punishment did not mean I no longer loved her. She was going to be painfully sore tomorrow, but I wanted her to go to sleep tonight, secure in my love.

We had gotten a good-sized fire going, and torches kept the bugs away, so the ladies just slept around it, making love under the stars with each other. My tool really wasn't up for any more activity, but I did eat a couple of pussies that night, and I did an awful lot of kissing and caressing.

At one point, I was having a casual conversation with Maria about seasoning for different types of meat cooked over an open fire, while I was gently masturbating Donna with my right hand, and stroking Eva's breast with the other, as she lay back against me. Someone else was eating Eva's pussy just then, but I don't remember who.

At another point, Selina was sucking me off, but I was still limp. She persisted, though, and when I started kissing Cindy, I finally started reacting. I got hard, and Selina started bringing me off with her mouth, as I brought Cindy off with my hand.

I still hadn't come by the time Cindy had come and collapsed, but Selina's mouth was getting really tired, so she smeared Vaseline on her breasts, and put them around me. She just looked up at me, and said, "mark me."

I had only done this once, with Barbara, so it was still a novel sensation for me. Selina's breasts were much tighter than her mother's, but it was still similar in terms of physical sensations. It was similar in another, as Selina talked to me all the way through it as her mother had, but Selina put her own twist on it.

Selina was normally very proper in her conversation, and not crude at all, but I had a suspician her mother had coached her on this.

"I know," she said, looking up at me as I thrust between her breasts, toward her face, "we are all your fuck-slaves this weekend, and all of us would like you to fuck us, any time. But I want your cum on my face and tits, so they can all smell you on me, and see that I'm the fuck-slave you've marked as yours. I'm your number one fuck-bitch, and you've put your cum in me as much as you wanted, and I can hardly wait for you to put your cum in me again. When you come on my face, they will all see it on me, and know that I'm a shameless hussy for you. I've taken it from you in my ass, in my cunt, in my mouth, and now on my face. Oh, pleeeeease, spray me good!"

She went on like that, all through it, until I unloaded on her, hitting her face, and spattering down onto her tits. When I was done, she just beamed, and rubbed anything left on my dick across her nipples. Then she stuck out her tongue enough to taste it, took a really good smell of it, and started to masturbate herself with her fingers. In just a couple of moments, she was having an orgasm, looking happy.

In the middle of the night, I wandered off to find a tree, and came back to build up the fire again. I put a bunch of wood on it, and soon it was giving off lots of light and heat again. In the light, I saw Cindy, still asleep but looking cold. I spooned up to her, and felt Maria spooning up behind me, flipping a bag over us. In moments, I was asleep again.

As was becoming a tradition, Eva was the next one up after me in the morning. She gave me a pill, and we made love in the dawn, while the fire started building up again. I took much longer with her, and we stayed snuggled together after.

While we were snuggled, I saw Maria go off to the latrine. When she came back, she lay down to snuggle up, and I kissed her. As she kissed me back, my passion began to grow, and soon I was fully erect. Eva was now asleep on my right shoulder, but I pushed Maria back toward my erection, pulling her onto me.

With her facing the other way, she could slide all the way onto me, and ride me facing the other way.

Eva, apparently, was snuggled, but not asleep. She gave me a big kiss, then put her arms around Maria as she rode up and down on me, giving Maria the frontal contact she wanted, and stroking her clit as she rode.

When Maria came, with Eva assisting, she came hard, but quietly. I came, too, releasing what little I had in Maria.

When I slipped out, Eva just pulled Maria backward, and helped her turn over. In a moment, Eva and Maria were both snuggled against me with sighs of contentment.

When I awoke again, it was full morning. The sun wasn't up yet, but Eva, Maria and I appeared to be the only ones who hadn't gotten up.

Both the ladies were apparently just waiting for me to wake up. They both kissed me and got up, as soon as they saw I was awake.

Breakfast was already done: hash browns, bacon, and mushrooms, with eggs broken in at the end, and seasoned with salt and pepper.

They had saved me a generous portion, and I dug in. After I was done, we finished cleaning up, and all gathered around the fire. We talked about what had to be done that day.

The main thing was getting the tent aired out and put away. We had not gotten any rain, and it was going to be a hot day, so that should be no problem. I went over what the procedure was for getting it properly dried out and stowed.

They also needed to stow their individual gear, and prepare it to go, and put it in the cars, except for what they would need today.

The next thing we needed to talk about was what tasks we would be accomplishing that day. The ladies, of course, were all wanting to go back to the bunker, except Barbara and Selina, who weren't keen on going down that ladder again.

"I have a solution," I said. "We need two crews working up here in the woods, who will not be going up and down that ladder at all, so you two can be in one of those crews."

"We need to make a path from here to that spring, and we need to clean out that initial pool. The spring is only about a hundred yards through the woods, but you have to walk almost a half mile to get around to it. We should cut a path through the woods, as directly as we can, to it.

"That's the second task, though. The first task is to walk that half mile around to the spring, and clean the debris out of that pool. If we do that first thing in the morning, it should be a clear, clean bathing pool by the time the day gets really hot."

"In the bunker, Elise is in charge of what duties need to be done there, but I recommend taking the wood shop filter through the entire place again, now that the dust from the ducts has settled. It will take all day to go through there, but the place should be fairly clean by the time that is done.

"I'm also thinking we have missed an entrance -- maybe more than one. If the big entrance we saw is the main product entrance, and the ladder is the emergency entrance, it's occurred to me that there must be another entrance we haven't found yet, where the drug lord or his guests could enter or leave secretly, without exposing his main product entrance. We've probably just missed it, but it should allow him to just walk in and out when he wants, without being visible from outside the woods. If he is as paranoid as he seems to have been, I'm guessing he ALSO has a personal escape hatch -- somewhere in that bedroom suite -- where he could make a fast getaway, if needed.

"So, when we're down there, today, please explore. Be careful about touching any switches, levers, or things like that, unless you are absolutely sure you know what they are, but if you find things that don't make sense, bring them to someone else's attention, and maybe the two of you can figure it out."

In addition to Barbara and Selina, Cindy and Donna wanted to work up at the pool.

"Because it's a perfect way to hide the fact that the luxury suite is there," I said. "I don't think you all realize how important this is. This is a place to live, safe, when the world falls apart. This is a refuge that can save your life, or the life of someone you love. It's much more than a place to hold an orgy."

"If we are camping up here," I said, "that gives a reason, should anyone decide to look closer, to explain why we are here. If someone who used to work for the drug lord climbs over that gate to check things out in here, he will see that people are doing things in there, making it not safe for him to hang around."

Elise really did have a large budget for things, so I suggested a large tent, which we could leave up year-round, with walls we could roll up and down, and a floor we could zipper closed for protection from animals, and a storage shed for camping supplies. She was already running power from the house up here; now that she knew about the spring, she could cancel the water. The bathroom could have heat, and power, and running water.

A perverse notion popped into my head, and wouldn't go away. I finally busted out laughing, and had to explain. It was just twisted enough that it was do-able. They thought it was pretty funny, too, even though they all wrinkled their noses at it. Elise agreed to put the bathroom construction on hold until I could figure out the rest of it.

We got the tent cleared out and swept, and tipped over so its floor would dry. Then we split up into two teams. I took the four women who were going to be working on the spring, and the other six went down to work on the bunker.

Over the next two hours, we got that main pool by the spring completely cleaned out. First, we put a pipe on the intake, so it came out past the pool. Then we used nets and lawn rakes to get all the pine needles and sticks out, then we used shovels to get all the muck out. We worked naked, which was good, because we got thoroughly plastered with really stinky mud before we were done.

Once we got the muck out, though, we found that someone had actually tiled the bottom with rounded stones, so it was very pleasant to stand on in bare feet, but would still not be too slippery if it was slimy.

We still scrubbed the slime off, and by the time we were ready to break for lunch, the pool was completely clean, and was starting to fill with clear, pure spring water.

We washed ourselves off, first, by rinsing in the stream below the pool, to get all the muck off. Then, we rinsed in the pool to get ourselves relatively clean. We would come back with biodegradeable soap later.

We got our clothes back on, and decided to bushwack back to the camp site, to explore if there was an easy path to clear. It turned out that there was, in fact, a road, probably used when they had improved the spring. It was only a few feet wide, and it was overgrown, but we were able to get the major debris off of it, just walking back. It came out onto the road to the clearing only a couple of dozen feet below the turnoff to the clearing itself, so it wasn't dead straight, but it was pretty close to it.

We fixed our own lunches, and relaxed in the shade with them. Cindy asked me to titty-fuck her, as she had watched Selina do that the night before. She used Vaseline, and basically jerked me off by pressing my penis against one of her nipples with her hands, but Barbara had been right; it really was no different in terms of my own stimulation than if it had been with Barbara, Selina, or Lita. It was still just manual stimulation in contact with her breast to spray my cum and mark her face and tits.

Cindy didn't talk to me like Selina and Barbara had. She had a better method. As I started thrusting against her nipple, and her nipple got really hard, and she started looking at that thing coming at her face, and thinking about it spraying her with my cum, she started rising toward an orgasm, without my otherwise touching her.

Cindy, with her completely open approach to all things me, had so thoroughly gotten what Barbara had said about what the whole titty-fuck thing means to guys, that she was ready to come herself, just thinking about being marked as my girl that way. I had thought Barbara was exaggerating, but Cindy really was turned on by it, even more than I was.

When I finally did come, she came, too, but she managed to catch all the cum I had, on her face and tits, before she was done. I was amazed at how much it was. Eva had told me her pill was only good for 48 hours, it was now pushing 72 hours, and it looked like it was still going strong.

Donna wanted to lick it off, but Cindy wouldn't have it. "No way," she said, "this cum is MINE!" Sisters.

I watched, as Donna, Selina, and Barbara made love in a triangle. Each woman lay on her side, with one leg propped up, and her head on the thigh of another, so they ate each other and stroked each other in a triangle. Cindy just lay against me, keeping her "drying side" up, and we watched together, as they brought themselves to orgasm together, and relaxed. Every now and then, Cindy would lean over and smell the cum drying on her, with happy satisfaction.

After lunch, we rolled up and put away the tent, then cleaned up the rest of the site. When that was done, we walked on down to the bunker, to see what progress had been made, after I assured Barbara and Selina they didn't have to go down that ladder. We called down from there, and after a couple of minutes, Kate came in sight. She told us that they had found another outside door, but they didn't know where it came out.

I left the others up at the hatch, and climbed down and ran with Kate out to the other exit. It was past the hotel rooms. Beyond that was a large snack pantry, it looked liked, and large wooden door, that looked like a typical exterior door to a house.

Opening that door revealed another steel door with a wheel, like they had on the other end of the bunker. Turning the wheel and opening it brought me out into a view of a hill. There was a natural overhang there, facing a steep hill, and the door opened onto the hill, so one would never see the door opening or closing.

I looked around at where we are, and I could not see the wall in any direction. I didn't know if we were inside the property or outside. I walked around, and part of the road was here. I started walking along the road, and had gone about a hundred yards, when I came to a T intersection. I turned left, and soon saw the gate in front of me, and the road going to the campsite on my left. That was the road back to where the hunter was cleaning his kills, then.

I walked on down to where Barbara, Selina, and Donna were waiting by the hatch. "Where's Cindy?"

Selina said, "I think she wanted everyone to see your cum on her face and tits."

"Oh." I guess she had REALLY bought into Barbara's theory about the facials. It sure fit my feelings, anyway.

I told them about the other entrance, and we closed and locked the hatch, and walked back around to the other entrance. From that entrance, I could see that the same road that went through the woods from the campsite to the spring continued past the spring to here. If we cleared out that road, it would only be about 120 yards from the campsite to this entrance.

We went in the entrance and down the hallway to the main part of the bunker. Barbara and Selina were ecstatic that they could get in there without climbing down a ladder.

The team inside had made great progress, and they had uncovered some new surprises. There was a chem lab, probably used for testing product, and a physics lab, although none of us had any idea what they would use that for. There was an archery range we had missed. It was the next room over from the gun range, and it had the same 100 yard range. There was a bowling alley, a pool hall, and an area full of chess, checkers, and other table games. There was a fairly modern game arcade.

As the others were leaving the game room, I managed to pull Eva aside for a private chat. "I'm worried," I said.

"That pill you gave me. It was only supposed to be good for 48 hours, and it's been more than 72 hours now, and I'm still going strong. When does it wear off?"

"Huh?" Her question was so incongruous, I had to run it through my brain several times, before I came to the conclusion that I needed more data, and finally looked at what she was holding out to me.

It was an orange tablet, exactly like the one she had given me on Friday. "Is it," I started.

"You believed in yourself. That was all you needed. Sex has always been more psychological than physical, for both men and women. As long as you believed you could produce enough to satisfy us all, you really could."

She smiled. "Now you KNOW you can, WITHOUT any drugs. You may be a high school boy, but you have worn out ten horny women this weekend, stud, without any chemical help."

She shook her head. "No, those were real, but they won't affect you much for a while -- certainly not this weekend, although you might start feeling changes in the coming week. They will probably make you extra horny within the next few days. They are not hormones, but they will affect the production of hormones you naturally create, that tell your testes to grow. You usually only produce them for a few years of your life. You probably are still producing them, but the levels are usually decreasing rapidly by the age you are at now. What I've given you will stimulate you to produce more of those hormones, resulting in testes that continue to grow.

"They won't affect your genes, and it will be your hormones that are produced. You'll effectively be continuing what your own body did in early puberty. They will still be your balls in every way; they just will keep growing, as if Kate or I had continued to grow our breasts past the size they are. Given your age, and the size you are now, their effect will probably stop when your testes are about twice your current size. With you being you, the number of women you will have to produce cum for is always going to be high, and this will help.

"When you are done with those in about three months, there is the other drug I told you about, that can safely tell your body to grow your penis -- if you want that. It works in a similar fashion, but you cannot use the two at the same time."

It was a lot to take in, but the main message was that I had done what I had done that weekend, without any enhancements at all. "Damn."

"I'd still like to know how you did that feat yesterday, fucking ten women until they collapsed."

I smiled. "I'll tell you, if you promise not to tell any of the others, including Kate."

"Yeah, that was a bad call." I told her what had happened with Rhianna. I didn't think Rhianna or Elise had told anyone else about it, but Eva needed to know, if she was going to see Rhianna professionally.

"Anyway, at that time, I had already made love four or five times that day, so my reserves were very low, and I knew that there were two women who might be fertile, and I knew the rest were not."

"So you saved the fertile ones for last, and just didn't come in any of the others?"

I nodded. "Actually, I DID come in about three, but when I had an orgasm -- and it felt like a real orgasm, with my penis pulsing as if I were ejaculating -- I didn't actually ejaculate anything at all. Because I never did that, I stayed hard as the proverbial rock. I was in some kind of state, I tell you -- I felt like I could do that forever. I really wanted to fuck, and to keep fucking, and I was really enjoying it, and didn't want to stop, but I wasn't motivated to come, until I got to, I think it was Maria. She was the first one that made me come, although it was dry. BECAUSE it was dry, I just kept on going. I felt like a locomotive -- unstoppable."

"Amazing," she said. "I guess I have read about things like that, but I've never seen it, or heard about anyone else I know seeing it." She shook her head. "Do you think you could do it again?"

"I don't know. It was special circumstances. I had almost no sperm left to give, and I knew there were two women I COULD get pregnant, and I knew the ones at the beginning of the line COULDN'T. If I could get like that again, then maybe."

"And because it was psychological," said Eva, "I wonder if you could simply train yourself to be that way at will."

That startled me. "You mean, just go into a state like that again, whenever I want to?"

"Yes, exactly." As I thought about that, she said, "I'll help you with that, if you want."

"Talking you through how to set that up in your mind, and helping you to get there."

I thought about it some more, and eventually smiled. "You know, it was really fun, and I did really unload with Elise and Rhianna. Most of the time, I want to come in whomever I'm making love to, but yeah, it would be cool to do something like that when I really wanted to."

Eva just smiled, but her nipples were popping. "Good! Here's another question for you. If you got yourself into a state like that again, do you think you could do that to more than ten women, and if you did, would you still enjoy it?"

I shrugged. "No idea, but it felt as if I could have done that to fifty, although I was getting very tired by the end, and my muscles are really sore today. I'm going to have to do a lot of exercising to build up those muscles. I did have fun all the way through it, and I probably would have continued to have fun if there had been more. In fact, I'm sure of it. The orgasms weren't quite as satisfying as if I had felt my cum shooting out of my penis, but they were otherwise just as pleasurable.

"One more thing, though. I had made love to all ten of you previously in the weekend. I don't know if that was part of my state, or not. I suspect having any woman there in whom I had not come would make we want to come, as soon as I got into her."

Eva's nipples were really hard now, and so was I. She glanced down, and I could see her breathing increase, as her attention was caught by one-eye, staring back at her. "Well, professionally speaking," she said slowly to him, "I would be delighted to help you get into that state again, if you wanted to try it."

She was still staring at my penis, and she licked her lips. "Mmm, hmm" she said affirmatively, and licked her lips again.

I laughed, and put my arms around her. She gave a little hop as she did, and her legs opened to go around me. I wasn't expecting the hop, and ended up with her legs around my chest. That was fine with me, because I wanted to give those nipples some attention. As I walked over to the wrestling mat, I sucked and teased and gently bit for about five minutes, while she ran her hands through my hair and her feet up and down my back.

When I could feel the wetness on my stomach, I let her slide down until I was at her entrance, and I could kiss her frantic mouth. She was wet enough already, so I slowly slid her down onto me, then laid her back and very tenderly took her.

At first, she was begging me to take her hard and fast, and I knew that was what she wanted, but I had learned, with Kate and Eva both, that they ended up with a much bigger and more satisfied reaction from slow and tender than they did from hard and fast. It took a bit longer, but she was eventually over the top, in a fully-released screamer, as I unloaded into her.

"My god, you are good," she whispered, as she relaxed after. Still inside her, I let her switch her legs inside mine, so her small hips weren't stretched out with me on top of her. As soon as I slipped out, I kissed her, and got up, lifting her to her feet.

She looked at where we had been lying on the mat, and there was only a single drip of moisture there, probably from her. She looked down at her thighs, though, and there was a drop of my cum already on one. "Good. I want everyone to see that I got fucked, but good."

She kissed me and walked out, crossing over and waving that ass. I laughed and followed. She led me to where her purse and clothes were, and pulled out a pill bottle, which she gave to me, discreetly. "Take one of those every morning until they are gone. Every morning, but only one. If you forget, don't double up. Hear me?"

The new room the women were the MOST excited about, was the dining room. We had found the big kitchen, and we had seen the informal table in the room off of the kitchen, but we had entirely missed a door going off of the main kitchen, into a large, round room, with a huge table built in a ring. There was room for the thirty comfortable chairs around it. We thought, at first, it was a disk, but then saw that it was a ring, with a walkway running around the inside, and then a disk in the middle that was the same height as the table, and padded.

We gathered at the jacuzzi for one last soak together before going home. We didn't stay long, and then we all walked, naked, back to shower together in the big bedroom suite before getting dressed again. There was a lot of loving fondling, but no one was in a mood for sex. Not only had we been overloaded with it, but we were all thinking about the fact that we would be out of here in a couple of hours, and back to the real world in the morning.

We talked about the importance of keeping the place a secret. Not just the bunker, but the camping spot. Elise said she was going to call the hunter the next day and let him know that his privileges had been revoked. She would let him in to get his tree stand, but that was it. She would have the workers building the bathroom clean up the trash he had left.

The other mothers were worried about Elise's electric bill, but she just waved it off. "I have everything I need. When Rhianna goes to college, she won't need any scholarship money, and a bigger electric bill won't be a problem."

"What if someone is watching your electric bill?" I asked. "Won't they notice a jump?"

"The FBI used changes in electrical usage to show that the mafia was doing something or other in their trial," she said. "I don't know what it was or what they proved with it, but they definitely watch that stuff."

"What if they knew the drug lord was doing something here, but never found it?" I said. "Could a bump in power use get their attention?"

"Give them something else to see. Just as if they get curious about why we would be up in the woods, they find the campsite and the spring. That explains why we would be there. If they want to know why your power bill has jumped, give them a reason why you would be using a lot of power."

"Well, like some high school kids who want to do some wood and metalworking things. You've got a whole barn full of big power tools. If I come out here and cut a lot of wood and don't clean up the sawdust, it will look like we've been burning a ton of power in there."

"Not only that, if there are a bunch of other kids who want to come out and do woodworking, that would explain why a bunch of us are gathering out here. We just need to make enough sawdust to make it look like we have ongoing projects, and they will have no reason to think we are doing anything but burning up a lot of electricity doing something practical and creative.

"If Cindy and Donna come home with sawdust in their hair, their parents won't be worrying so much about whether they have sperm in their other ends. If we actually do enough work so that they can bring home some tangible things they have made, it will be even better."

"That reminds me," said Eva. "Sorry to change the subject, but yes, I think that sounds like an excellent idea. New subject: I would like to examine each and every one of the ladies this week, if possible. I have an examing room at my house, so you can come by there in the evening, if you want to be discreet."

"I want to check the state of your bodies, and make sure you are healthy. I also want to talk to you about birth control options, pregnancy options, and sex options, in a way most women don't feel comfortable talking about with their doctors -- even their gynecologists. I also want to give each of you a pregnancy test."

Eva looked at her evenly. "In that case, I will explain, as a professional, what your options are, and I will talk to you about what to expect, and what you need to do, depending on what you decide. I don't do abortions, unless the child is clearly carrying a serious birth defect. If you decide that is what you want, I can advise you as to what to expect, should you find someone willing to do that."

They needed to talk about privacy issues, and how we would talk with and about each other. At this point, the only parents not on board were mine and Cindy and Donnas' parents.

"You had better be prepared, Danny," said Barbara. "Her parents are going to figure things out soon, if they haven't already -- and you'd better not assume your parents are dumb, either."

They didn't think it was any problem when Kate and Selina turned 18, but I would have to cut off all sexual relations with Cindy and Donna, the day I turned 18. All three of us objected, but all four of the mothers were adamant about that.

"As long as you both are legally children," said Eva, "there is legally almost nothing they can do about it, other than get a restraining order to keep you away from them. The minute you turn 18, though, you are a rapist for exactly the same thing that was a society pecadillo the day before, and they can have you locked up for the next 20 years."

"Don't think they won't, either," said Maria. "If I had learned you were 18 before you came over, you would not have gotten an invitation to dinner; you would have been arrested, and I would most certainly have insisted on prosecution to protect my daughter."

"She would get it, too," said Barbara. "You would get out in about seven years, unless they decided that you were a serial rapist, which they might just do, if they are able to prove you had sex with Lita and Rhianna, too. If they did that, you would not get out of jail until you were about seventy years old, just for something that would be okay the day before."

I was shaking, and I could see the girls were, too. This was totally out of my understanding.

Elise put a hand on my arm. "It's okay," she said. "It just means that you really and truly have to stay away from Cindy and Donna altogether after your eighteenth birthday, and you have to be extremely discreet about Rhianna and Lita."

Eva handled that one. "No sexual contact at all, outside of the girl's own bedroom in her own house, with no one not in our circle present in the house at all. The bunker would also be fine, but we would need to make sure there is a separate tent just for you when we are camping, and no one under 18 goes into your tent. If you make love with someone else in the big tent, someone is standing watch for you."

"No, dear, it means you cannot have sex with him AT ALL, between his eighteenth birthday and yours. None."

"It doesn't matter. If your mother suspects it is happening, all she has to do is pick up the phone. Then, the next time you are happily double-teaming Danny in the tent, a raiding party comes in with guns, and they haul him away for the next fifty years, if they don't kill him right there. All of us adults (which would include Kate and Selina) go to jail, too, for complicity in it, and Rhianna and Lita would quite possibly have to go live in foster homes, where the risk of real sexual abuse is substantial."

Maria was glaring at them, and they were clinging to each other, weeping. "Do you understand, now?" They nodded.

"Yes. That no contact rule also applies to Rhianna and Lita anywhere but their bedrooms -- and it should apply now. It's not for all that long -- a year and a half at the most. You are going to have much longer droughts from each other when you are off in college," Maria said. "Once you are eighteen, it's no longer anyone's business but your own."

"We'll have to plan a special weekend for Cindy, Donna, Rhianna, Lita, and Danny," said Elise, "just before his birthday. He should be able to handle four of you for a weekend, I should think."

"Fuck our brains out," said Donna, and we all laughed, but it was still a somewhat uncomfortable laugh.

"This is life, kids," said Eva. "This is reality, and we cannot ignore it. We must learn to deal with it, so we can go on doing what we want to do."

She looked thoughtful, and I later saw her talking with Maria, Elise, and Barbara.

We shut down everything but the appliances, covered the jacuzzi, and left by the back door. As we walked around the road to the camping area, I pointed out the remains of the road going out to past the spring and to the campsite, and the road to where the hunter had left all the trash.

I also talked more about my idea for a second secret entrance, and things that we could do up here. I saw the older women giving each other significant looks, but didn't know what that was about.

Before we left with everything, we all piled into the cars, and slowly drove around to the house. We unloaded everything that was going to stay there, putting it in the garage. I was surprised to see three cars in there. One was under a drop cloth, but looked like it might be a luxury sports car, belonging to the mythical Mr. Jenkins. The second was a sedan that Elise used when she had to do errands -- like take her daughter to the doctor -- that could not be done by another. The third was a big pickup truck with all-wheel drive. It was, Elise explained, also supposed to be her husband's, but the gardener used it to run errands for her. He and his wife knew there was no Mr. Jenkins, and knew not to talk about it to anyone.

After we had gotten everything unloaded, it was time for good-byes. We said them in the privacy of the house, and understood that we would not say them again when we were going our separate ways.

Before going out to get in the car, though, Elise asked me if I had a summer job yet. I told her, no, I would probably continue to work at the restaurant through the summer, unless I got a construction job.

"Don't look for a job, Danny," she said. "I've got plenty of work to do right here."

"Sure. For starters, I'll put off them building the bathroom up there until you can come out and help them. Then you can learn some carpentry at the same time. There is, as you pointed out, a lot of work that needs to be done up there, and who else can I trust? I have the money, and I would just hire someone else, so I'd rather hire you."

"At the same time," Eva said, "there is a ton of work to be done in that bunker, and we might just need to hire some people to help with that. Barbara and I might just hire our own assistants for that."

We only had two more weeks of school left, and only one more week for Seniors. Selina and Kate were both in the honors society, which I -- with my partying buddies -- was not. My friends had planned to do some major partying before graduation, and the girls wanted to go to some functions in groups they had been missing, too, so we put things on hold for the next couple of weekends in terms of getting together.

Danny Boy, Chapter 14: About Girls

by Trampoline

Danny Boy, Chapter 14: About Girls

Why don't they come with a manual?