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 A World of My Choosing   An Out-of-this-World Story by Gil Gamesh   Chapter
Thirty-Nine

   I was surprised when Aimee announced the date as part of her morning
weather report: 01-01-02, New Year's Day, nine and one-half months after my
arrival, and the beginning of my second calendar year in this world.  I
immediately asked her to announce the date as part of each morning's
weather report from now on.

   Where did Festival go?  I had not even thought of it.  Each day was
essentially the same for us.  Our lives revolved around foraging, hunting,
fishing, gardening, lessons with Aimee, exercises and weapons training,
and, of course, constant playing.  We had no day of rest.  We rested
whenever we chose or perhaps when we had rainy or very cold weather.  We
had no news or weather channel to remind us of the date and the mess the
old world was in.  I, for one, did not miss them.

   Thinking back, I realized that Matt had arrived late in the twelfth
month and that Festival had begun just before the two of us rushed down to
the isthmus.  I don't suppose any of us had any special plans for Festival
or even whether anyone was aware that it was time for it.  Maybe the
welcoming reception Matt and I and the other guys had received as the
do-ees at the hands of the five do-ers was a good way to celebrate
Festival. Maybe something like that as part of a week of playing could
become our usual way of celebrating.

   At dinner that night, I asked if someone would form a three person
committee to begin plans for our second Festival.  Then I nominated Sam to
chair the committee.  She was elected by acclimation, with permission to
choose her other members.  I also asked for another three-person committee
to re-examine our calendar, to decide whether we needed to name the months,
and, if so, to come up with a list of names.  Anna nominated James and he
was elected by acclimation or maybe railroading.

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   For our first group task of the new year, I wanted to complete the olive
harvest.  On a cold but bright sunny day, all eleven of us went down and
around the mountain to the olive grove, spread blankets around each tree,
and flailed the hell out of the limbs.  We had a good final harvest.  We
had already on two occasions made multiple trips carrying backpacks full of
olives up the mountain to home.  This time, we had to make three trips
before we finished the job.  Now all we had to do was use the olive press
to extract the oil.  I was thankful that Matt had arrived and had the arm
and shoulder strength to help me use the olive press.  We wanted to pickle
more olives in brine with herbs and garlic and that task fell on
Jean-Nicole and her sou-chefs.

   Thanks to Aimee and Iain, we had entertainment over radio station IAIN
occasionally.  Iain presented us with a constantly-changing selection of
classical and popular music, Broadway musicals, and operas.  We also had
romantic evenings dancing in the central hallway on occasion.  Anna always
had charge of this and she decreed that we had to change partners on
occasion.  We usually danced slowly and intimately, dressed in loincloths,
for a while but we occasionally tried a waltz or two toward the end of the
evening.  Once we even tried a polka, with hilarious and disastrous
results.

   The ladies formed a sewing club and began to cut and sew something other
than our usual Robin Hood outfits.  One night they all modeled their first
effort, a pair of short shorts for each.  In bed that night, I asked why
they had chosen that as their first project and was reminded that women had
a period each month when they wanted to be a little more modest.

   One cold day, the three male Mouseketeers piled a large quantity of dead
wood in the outdoor fire pit.  I wondered what they had in mind but I knew
I'd soon learn what they had planned.  After dinner that evening, when the
kitchen had been cleaned and the left overs put away, I learned.  They
wanted everybody to gather near the front door, strip naked, which meant
removing our loincloths, and to run outside.

   When Aimee opened the door and started music playing, I saw a roaring
fire in the center of the terrace.  Aimee started the music, loud, frantic
music.  James and Sam led the way and ran out hand in hand and started
dancing around the fire, wild and uncoordinated boogying and gyrating and
twisting.  The rest of us followed.  I didn't know why we were dancing
naked around a bonfire on a cold dark night.  I didn't care.  Anna and I
danced too.  We started changing partners and sometimes I danced with other
girls and sometimes with other guys.  Sometimes we danced alone and I
suppose we became lost in dancing.  We were just naked savages dancing in
wild celebration of being young and alive and happy.

   One night we assembled as the New World Chorus again.  Iain led us
through our usual warm-up, You Are My Sunshine and then we tried something
new.  Aimee put the song on our tablets and we tried it, only guys.  I
listened carefully to Matt as he sang, trying to judge whether his voice
was deeper than mine.  Iain pointed to him and lowered his hand.  Matt
lowered his voice easily.  He pointed at me and lowered his hand.  I tried
but I couldn't reach the depths that Matt could.  Then he threw us away
with his usual throwing gesture and pointed at the boys, James, Toby, and
Pyotr.  He listened to them for a minute, nodded and smiled.  He threw them
away and pointed at the girls.  He listened to them for a minute and held
both hands up.  He pointed at Matt and the music began.  Matt sang "Swing
Low" impossibly low.  Iain pointed at me a split second later and I sang
the same thing, a little higher, my deepest baritone.  Iain nodded and
smiled.  I tried to stay a split second behind Matt.  He pointed at the
boys and they sang in whatever voice range they were.  He gestured at the
girls and the sopranos came in on cue.  He held his hands up again, waited
a minute or so, and started us again.  This time, his beautiful tenor voice
floated above all the other voices.  I felt like we were really the best
chorus in the world.

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   One night, I talked with Anna and she suggested a tentative plan to make
sure Matt's sexual needs were met.  We talked to Iain and Caitlyn and they
agreed with the plan.  Anna and Caitlyn said they'd take the plan and run
with it.

   The next morning was clear but cold, a little too cold to be comfortable
outside and we were all happy to be in our warm cave where we could wear
just a loincloth.  For lunch, we had another hot meal due to Jean-Nicole's
talents, a brown stew of deer meat with vegetables, side dishes of winter
squash and sautéed mixed greens, and sourdough bread.  Matt sat at the
grown-up table with Anna and me and Iain and Caitlyn.  Afterwards, he
washed dishes while Pyotr and Petra rinsed and stacked.  I saw him turn
around and dry his hands and I knew he was finished.  I beckoned him to
come back to our table.

   "What's up?" he asked.

   "We're going for a walk outside," I said.  "Go put on some warm clothes.
We want you to go with us.  We want to talk with you."

   He looked at me appraisingly.  Perhaps he thought we were asking him to
go with us to include him as a leader in decision making.  That was part of
what we intended.

   "Why?  Have you got something specific to talk about?"

   "Yeah, you," Anna said.

   He looked at her and raised his eyebrows.  "OK."

   Dressed in warm winter wear, the five of us went down the mountain to
our new garden site.  None of us brought spears but I did grab a hoe from
the tools storeroom.  Where the path was amenable, we walked in twos,
couples holding hands, Matt lone wolf.  He was surprised when we changed.
Anna and Caitlyn walked hand in hand, Iain by himself leading, and I held
Matt's hand following.

   "Matt, we want you to get used to holding hands with us when we walk," I
said.  "I know guys didn't usually hold hands in our old world but we're
going to be different in this world."

   "It'll take some getting used to," he said.

   "Matt, it's just a way of showing that we're all friends and that we
love each other," I said.  "We want you to be part of our family and join
with us in loving each other.  I don't mean sex.  I mean love."

   Iain evidently was paying attention.  He spoke up without turning his
head.  "Matt, if we're going to survive and prosper in this world, we've
got to love each other.  We can't have emotions like hatred and jealousy
and envy ruling our lives."

   "And we want you to be part of our family, Matt," Caitlyn said.  "We've
been thinking of how we can help you join with us."

   "I'll try but love's not something I've been used to," he said.  "You
all may have a hard time teaching me."

   "No, Matt, you're going to have a hard time," Anna said.  "David and I
are going to start tonight with you."

   He looked at her suspiciously and then at me.  "What?"

   I just shrugged like I didn't know.

   Anna and Caitlyn parted and took both of Matt's hands and they continued
walking.  Iain led the procession.  I brought up the rear.  A little
further along, the ladies stopped, pushed Matt forward, Iain held out his
hand, and Matt took it.  He grinned back at me so I suppose he was OK with
what we did.

   At the garden, I stood for a moment surveying the area where I wanted to
plant potatoes and onions.  Mentally I calculated that we could plant four
rows in the long narrow curved area we had hacked out of the mountain side.
I decided to plant alternating areas of different kinds of potatoes and
onions.

   "Matt, we're going to start teaching you tomorrow," I said.  "We're
going to plant potatoes and onions and you and I are going to be slogging
away with mattocks to cut roots and break the soil.  The other guys are
going to be using a plow and hoes to dig the soil.  The ladies are going to
be planting and covering up.  Are you ready?"

   "In the winter?" he asked.  "That's love?"

   "Yep, potatoes and onions can be planted just after the new year," I
said.  "Other vegetables will wait until the fourth month.  And you and I
are going to be working side by side doing the hardest job.  That's love,
Matt.  It's love for the whole crew when we provide something to go in our
bellies.  If you wish you can sit on your butt at home and let the others
do it.  What do you want to do?"

   "Shit.  I want to help," he said.  "I'm not afraid of hard work.  I've
done plenty of it in my life.  Nobody's ever given me anything."

   I used the hoe to scratch out the first curved row, trying to keep the
row smoothly curving about six inches from the edge of the planting area. I
gave the hoe to Matt for the second row.  He did a good job of keeping his
row equidistant from mine, about two feet, but he got teased by two females
every time he deviated.  We made Anna and Caitlyn do the third row so we
could tease them in revenge.  Iain did the fourth row.

   I walked the planting area and was satisfied with the way the rows had
been marked out.  I wanted them dug out a little deeper to mark them so I
started and dug a row.  Matt dug the second row and he was just as fast and
good as me, maybe better.  Iain did the third row.  We left the last one
for the ladies and kept our mouths shout while they did their best.

   With the job done, I wanted to show the others that I appreciated their
efforts.  I hugged Anna first and gave her a good kiss.  I wrapped my arms
around Matt second and he pulled back but I kissed him on the mouth anyway.
Both Caitlyn and Iain grinned and let me hug and kiss them.  I thought the
appreciation was done but Anna and then Caitlyn and finally Iain hugged and
kissed Matt.  He just grinned and shrugged.

   A colder wind started blowing but I wasn't ready to go back home yet.  I
led the others to a sheltered spot I had discovered.  Some large rocks
provided a windbreak and the sun shone on the spot and there were places
where we could sit.

   I sat down, spread my legs, leaned against a huge rock, and held out my
arms to Anna.  She sat down, leaned back against me, and I put my arms
around her.  Iain sat down and Caitlyn followed Anna's example.  That left
Matt standing and looking down at us.  Anna spread her legs and held her
arms wide to him.  He looked at me, sat down, and butt-walked back against
her.  She put her arms around him and I extended my reach and put my arms
over hers.

   I breathed deeply a few times and relaxed.  I was content to be sitting
in a sheltered spot holding my wife even though she was holding someone
else.  Nobody spoke for a while.  I felt Anna move her arms and I wondered
what she was doing.

   "Anna!" Matt exclaimed.

   "What, Matt?" she said.  "I'm just trying to get my hands warm."

   I couldn't see what she was doing.  I looked at Iain and he told me.

   "She's just got her hands on his tianga and tolos, David," he said and
smiled.  "I think I'll warm my hands too."

   He slid his cold hands under Caitlyn's tunic and she screeched.  Anna
giggled until I put my hands under her tunic and put them on her breasts.
Then she screeched too.

   "What does that mean?  Tianga and tolos?" Matt asked.

   "In my first language, tianga is what I now call my penis.  Tolos are
testicles," Iain said.

   "That's dick and balls in case you don't understand," I said.

   "Well, if a man has a tianga and tolos, what does a woman have?" Matt
asked grinning.

   "A pussy," Iain said.  "I thought you knew that."

   "I'd like to know too," I said.  "

   Iain grinned and answered.  "Slang for it is bouchi, sort of like bouche
in French but with an I instead of an e."

   "Anna, I love your bouchi," I said.

   "That's OK.  I love your tianga.  I sort of like Matt's too."

   She must have done something to his tianga.  He said "Ouch."

   "I love it when Iain has his tianga in my bouchi," Caitlyn said.

   "Iain, are you really from another universe?" Matt asked.  "Not from our
planet Earth in our universe?"

   "Yes, Matt.  Iain's not my original name either and I spoke a different
language but now I'm just Iain O'Connor and I speak English and that's all
I'm going to tell you about my first fourteen years."

   Matt shook his head.  "Damn, it's just so hard to believe but I know I'm
here so it must be true."

   "Matt, David and I want to invite you to share our bed tonight," Anna
said.  "Do you have any plans?"

   He turned and looked over his shoulder at Anna and me.  "You mean it?"

   "Yes, Matt, we know you need sex," I said.  "Anna wants to offer you
some love tonight with a little sex mixed in.  I'm going to help."

   "And three nights from tonight, Iain and I want you to share our bed,"
Caitlyn said.  "I'm going to give you the same thing.  Iain's going to help
too."

   "Anna, if I have sex with you, what's David going to do?" Matt asked.

   I couldn't resist teasing him.  "Well, I'm going to wait until you've
got your dick in her pussy and then I'm going to shove eight inches of my
big dick up your little ass."

   "DAVID!" Anna exclaimed.  "That's not nice.  Now tell him you don't mean
it."

   "I don't mean it, Matt," I said.  "Seriously, you say you want a good
fuck once in a while.  Anna and I want to help you learn how to make love
to a woman, not just fuck her.  I'm going to coach you a little while
you're making love to Anna."

   "But don't you want to do it with her?"

   "Sure, and I will.  I'll even take sloppy seconds.  We're both going to
make love to her.  Part of the time we're going to do it together.

   "And Caitlyn and I will let you go first too," Iain said.  "We want to
help you too.  We want you to forget about getting a good fuck.  We want
you to learn how a woman likes to be loved.  Caitlyn and I are still
learning to love each other and our sex just keeps getting better."

   Matt was quiet for a minute.  "Who's third?"

   "Jean-Nicole and Toby," Anna said.  "James is talking to Sam and they're
deciding whether to be fourth."

   "We hadn't planned on Petra being fifth," Caitlyn said.  "Before the
other night when she let Toby do it with her, she had only had sex with
Pyotr.  They know what we've planned and they'll let us know if they want
to be included."

   "You really mean it?" Matt asked.  "I get to do it with four different
females, maybe five, one every three days."

   "Yes, Matt," I said.  "And then you'll be put back through the cycle
again if necessary but we want you to think about what we're doing.  We
want you to be slow and gentle so they enjoy it just as much as you do.  We
want them to be satisfied too, to have orgasms or whatever they want, not
just you.  If you can't do that, we may cancel the whole thing."

   "David, I don't know how to do stuff like that.  I've never tried
before."

   "Well, tonight, I'm going to be your coach," I said.  "We all want you
to be a kind and gentle and loving man.  The next arrival may be the most
beautiful woman you've ever seen and if you want her you'd damn well better
be able to do more than just get a good fuck.  You two might just end up
old married folks like me and Anna and Iain and Caitlyn."

   "Damn, first I've got to learn to be a leader and then I've got to learn
to be a lover.  You all had better be patient with me."

   "Don't you like our plans?" Anna asked.

   "Yeah, but I'm not stupid about sex and love.  I just don't want to
cause any problems with David or Iain if I have sex, I mean, make love to
their wives.  I don't want to cause any problems for any of you."

   "Matt, you're not going to cause any problems with me," I said.  "Anna's
the one who came up with our plan.  We're not going to be like couples in
our old world, where they try to have sex only with each other.  We want
you to be content being a member of our family.  You need sex.  We want you
to have it.  Sooner or later, we want you to settle down with loving one
woman and having kids with her."

   "And Anna's really pregnant?" he asked.

   "Yes, Matt," Anna answered.  "I'm pregnant with David's child but I
still want sex.  I think I'm even hornier if that's possible."

   I leaned forward a little, pushed my hands down in Matt's tights, and
put them on top of Anna's hands.  She moved her hands to one side and I
cupped my left hand under his tolos and covered his hard tianga with my
right.  Anna put her hands on top of mine.  Matt squirmed.

   "Be still, Matt," I said.  "I just want to get my hands warm too.

   "Well, my hands are freezing and I want a hand warmer too," Caitlyn
said.

   She stood up and Iain scooted forward a little.  She sat down behind him
and slid here hands down in his tights.  He grinned.

   "Matt, I want to be serious with you about something, OK?" I said.

   "Sure.  What?"

   "Well, first I want to know how you feel about us trying to help you. 
Do you feel like we're interfering in your life when you want to run your
own affairs?  Do you want us to keep out noses out of your business?  If
you do, you must say so.  We'll back off."

   He waited a moment, probably thinking.

   "David, this is all new to me.  I know you want this colony to succeed.
We're like the first people in the Garden of Eden, naked and unashamed and
just trying to do the best we can.  I know when somebody is trying to help
me and I like it.  You said first; what's second?"

   "Your role here.  I want you to think about it."

   "OK."

   "Matt, my primary role here is to be a protector for everybody else.  If
we are attacked by a bear, I'm going to be the first one to try to kill it,
even at the risk of my own life.  I think you should accept that as your
primary role too.  Can you do that?"

   "David, what do you think I was doing as a Navy Seal?  I was risking my
own life for the good of our country.  I can do that here.  I will do it
but I won't wait for you to go first.  I'll be right there beside you or
ahead of you."'

   Anna pushed my hands off Matt's tianga and tolos and resumed her claim
on his hand warmers.  I slid my hands up under Matt's tunic to where he
would have breasts if he had been female.  He groaned.

   "Iain should not have the same responsibility, Matt," I said.  "He's
probably got more brains than both of us.  Thinking's the leadership role
for him.  That's what we need him for.  The other guys don't have the
maturity or strength to be leaders."

   "There are six guys here now," Matt said.  "You say four more will come.
Do you know anything about them?"

   "No.  I haven't got a clue."

   "Well, why did they choose me?  Was it because I was a Seal and they
thought I could help you protect everybody?"

   "Perhaps.  The other roll I want you to play is as a leader.  Unless
things change, the rest of the guys to come here may be like James or Toby
or even Pyotr, good kids but not good at protecting or leading."

   "Matt, David and I work well together," Iain said.  "He's over
estimating my intelligence but I appreciate the compliment.  I think the
three of us can work together and lead this colony.  Sooner or later, there
are going to be some real challenges to us.  We've got to be ready."

   "I want you to be a leader for us too," Anna said.  "David talks things
over with me but the final decisions are up to him and Iain.  You three
will be a good team.  Will you do it?"

   "Yeah, I want to do it.  I was team leader for a couple of things
before. I liked it.  I'll do my best to be part of the team here.  Just be
patient until I get up to speed."

   "Thanks, Matt, I said.  "Now if I can pry my wife's hands off your
tianga and tolos, I think we can mosey back home."

   Anna wasn't through.  "Matt, before I turn loose of your hand warmers, I
want to extend a formal invitation to you to spend the night with me and
David tonight.  OK."

   "OK, Should I bring a bottle of wine or some candy?"

   "No, just bring your pajamas," I said.  "We'll have a sleep-over."

   When we returned home, I was pleasantly surprised.  Jean-Nicole had
looked at all the left overs and decided that it might not be enough for
eleven healthy appetites.  She had made another big scalloped oyster
casserole, one of my favorite dishes.  After we ate, we all helped clean
off the table as usual and then Matt did his turn at washing dishes again.
I wanted to talk to him so I made Petra and Pyotr go play with the other
Mouseketeers.  They pretended to be reluctant not to help Matt.  Anna
rinsed and I racked.

   "Matt, I hope you can relax and enjoy yourself with us tonight," I said.
"Anna and I like to play and have fun and laugh and giggle.  Have you ever
tried to make love to a woman who's trying to tickle you?  I have."

   "I'm not the only guilty party," Anna said.  "He wanted to lick me all
over one night and then he pinned me down and blew obscene farts on my
butt."

   "Well, it's your fault for tasting so good.  Once we were doing a
soixante-neuf and she farted.  It went straight up my nose and almost blew
my head off.  Took me three days to recover."

   "I did not," Anna protested.

   "I tried to throw her off me and she bit my dick and almost ripped my
foreskin clean off."

   "DAVID!"

   "I had to go to the emergency room and they took about a hundred
stitches sewing it back on."

   "David, you're hopeless."

   "Show him your scar, David," James said behind me.  I wasn't aware that
any of the Mouseketeers were listening."

   I flipped my loincloth to the side and held my dick out toward Matt.

   "Wanna see?"

   He looked down at my dick, a little too long, and then looked back up at
me.

   "Gotcha."

   Everybody in the kitchen almost died laughing, including Anna and Matt
and me.

   "Speaking of biting.  Anna, is it OK if I do something with you that's
sort of kinky?" Matt asked.

   "What?" Anna asked back.

   "I want you on your belly and I want to bite you, not bad, right where
your ass meets your legs.  You've got a beautiful ass, Anna.  Maybe I'll
even give you a hickey right there."

   "Sure, you can do it to me," Anna said.  "Is it OK if I do it to you?  I
think you've got a nice ass too.  I like guy's asses when they're like
yours and David's, all muscular and hard so you can drive a railroad spike
in a crosstie with one stroke."

   When we finished, Anna and I led Matt to the showers and two of us
washed the third.  Matt got the full bath treatment from me and Anna and,
of course, he quickly had a rampant erection.  I got the treatment second
and just as quickly had another hard dick pointing at the ceiling.  Matt
and I bathed Anna last and she didn't get a hard-on but she groaned like
she enjoyed two guys bathing her.  When we left the showers, Anna took our
wet wash cloths with her.  I knew she was expecting us to make a mess.

   Hand in hand in hand, Matt in the middle, we started to our bed chamber.
I heard loud giggling and laughing and yelling from James' and Sam's bed
chamber so I pulled the others further down the hall.  We stood in the open
door and looked at what was causing the ruckus.  Iain and James and Toby
and Pyotr were in one bed alcove, all on their knees and naked as the day
they were born, holding their balls with one hand, waving their hard-ons
with the other at the bed alcove across the room.  In the other alcove,
Caitlyn, Jean-Nicole, Sam, and Petra were naked and on their knees too,
hips rolled forward, legs parted, showing as much as possible of what's
between.  Both groups were taunting the other to come on over, that they
had what the others wanted.  I wanted to play with them but Anna pulled
Matt away and I followed.

   In our own bedchamber, Anna pushed Matt to crawl in first.  She was
second and I was third, on the outside edge as usual.  Anna was flat on her
back, hands on her stomach, and Matt and I were on our sides facing her.

   "Matt, I hope you can appreciate a beautiful woman when you see one," I
said.  "Anna's been beautiful to me since the first day I saw her in the
mess hall at our training base.  She's more than just beautiful though. 
She's my other half.  I'll always believe that men and women are the other
half of each other."

   "He's right, Matt," Anna said.  "I know I could never feel complete
without him again.  When we make love, sometimes we seem to merge into one
and it's the most satisfying experience I've ever had."

   "What do you mean?" Matt asked.

   "Let me answer, Anna," I said.  "Sometimes when we make love and we both
come at the same time, I feel what's happening to my own body and at the
same time I feel what's happening to hers.  It's more than that though.  I
feel her emotions and they are as real as my own.  It doesn't happen often
but when it does it's the best thing that I've ever felt."

   "Do you think I could feel that way with a woman?" Matt asked.

   "I don't know," Anna said.  "With the right woman, maybe you can have
the combination of love and sex that makes it happen.  David says it's
surrendering to loving somebody and I guess it is.  Maybe it's possible for
all men and women."

   "Did David tell you what I told him when we were down at the isthmus,"
Matt asked.  "About me having sex with both guys and girls."

   "Yes, and he told me he sucked your dick to let you know he wasn't as
straight as you thought he was, that he'd had sex with boys and men too."

   "It didn't bother you?" he asked.  "He told me he'd sucked Iain's dick
and you had licked Caitlyn's pussy and the four of you were in the same
bed. That's hard to believe."

   "Well, believe it," I said and leaned over and kissed Anna, a slow
gentle open-mothed kiss.  She put her hand behind my head and teased me
with her tongue.

   "Now you do it," I said when I pulled back.  "Do it like I did."

   He leaned over and kissed her just as gently and slowly as I did.  Anna
put her hand behind his head and her arm around his chest and moaned just a
little.  I'm no connoisseur of kisses but Matt and Anna seemed to be having
fun with their tongues.

   "Now come over here and kiss me, just the same way," I said, when he
pulled away from her and caught his breath

   He looked at me like I was kidding him again, looked at Anna, and shook
his head.

   "Well, go on, Matt," Anna said.  "Kiss him."

   He crawled over Anna, straddled me, balls and dick on top of mine,
leaned over with his hands on my shoulders, and kissed me.  I put one hand
behind his head and an arm around his chest and pulled him down on me.  He
was a little reticent at first but I pressed his head down and he got the
message.  I thought he was going to give me a tonsillectomy.  When I let
him go, he straightened up and looked at me frowning.

   "Why do you want me to kiss you?" he asked.  "I thought you were going
to show me how to make love to a woman."

   "I do," I answered.  "Look at Anna."

   He turned and looked.  Anna was on her side watching us.  She had one
hand down between her legs.  She smiled.

   "He knows I like to see two guys doing things with each other, Matt,"
she said.  "It makes my pussy drool.  He likes to see two women at it too.
It makes his dick harder."

   She moved over closer to us and reached out to put her hand between me
and Matt.  He lifted up.  That wasn't what she wanted.  She put her hand on
his butt and pressed down.  He lowered his hips so his dick was on top of
mine again.  She reached between us, held our two dicks together, and
stroked back and forth.  Matt and I both watched her.  We were damn close
to the same size.  Maybe mine was a little longer but his was as big in
girth.

   "It gets me hot to see you guys with your big hot dicks together like
this," she said.  "It makes me want a big hard dick in me.  If I could, I'd
take both of you at once."

   "Well, we could try," Matt said.

   "Uh uh, no way, Jose," Anna said.  "I like to be stuffed but not that
much.  One dick at a time is enough."

   "We could make a sandwich," Matt said.

   "No, you can't," Anna said.  "My asshole is off limits.  That doesn't
turn me on."

   Anna pulled his arm and he started to crawl over her again.  She stopped
him when he was on top of her.

   "Now, kiss me like you'd kiss a sixteen-year-old virgin who's never
kissed a man before.  I dare you," she said.

   I watched as he tried and I couldn't find anything to criticize.  He was
slow and gentle like I knew she liked, unless she was really into being
fucked.  I didn't think Matt was ready for the way she was then.  After a
minute or so, she pushed him off to the other side of her.

   "Matt, I think every woman loves a man's mouth on her breast," Anna
said. "Do you think you and David could both do that at the same time
without fighting?"

   He grinned, moved up close to her, and put his mouth on her breast.  She
reached down and held his hard dick.  I thought that was a good way to
spend a few minutes.  I moved up close on the other side and pressed my
dick against her.  She reached down and wrapped her hand around it, not
stroking, just holding.  I put my mouth on the other breast and licked and
sucked on the nipple.

   I knew she liked for me to play with her pussy at the same time when I
had my mouth on her breast.  I thought I'd give that little job to Matt.  I
guided his hand down between her legs and took my mouth off her breast long
enough to say something.

   "Be easy, Matt.  Just one finger."

   Maybe he wasn't doing it right.

   "Matt, don't ever touch my clit with a dry finger," Anna said.  "Get
your finger down in my pussy and stir up my juices before you rub my
clitoris.  It's better when you use two fingers and rub it in a circle."

   I decided I'd show him.  "Watch," I said.

   He raised his head and craned his neck to see what I was doing.  I
cupped my fingers over her mound and slid my long middle finger down in her
vagina.  I finger-fucked her for a moment, brought the finger back out to
my mouth and sucked on it.  I put it back in Anna, stirred up some more
juice, pulled it out, and offered it to Matt.  He looked at me with raised
eyebrows, took it in his mouth, and sucked on it.

   "Matt, don't ever hesitate to get your mouth on a woman's pussy," I
said. "If you come first, take a minute to calm down, and then spread her
legs and lick her to an orgasm.  She'll love you forever if you do."

   "He's right, Matt," Anna said.  "If you lick a woman to orgasm after
you've come in her, she'll know you're doing it because you want her to be
satisfied too.  She'll know you care about her, not just yourself."

   For a while we both suckled on her nipples, gently, like a baby almost
full of milk, and finger-fucked her, Matt with her fingers on her clit, me
with mine in her vagina, swapping back and forth, and Anna moaned and
groaned.  Then the decided she wanted something else: a dick in her pussy.

   She rose up, pushed Matt down on his back, straddled him, notched his
dick in her secret slot, sunk down until it was entirely inside her, and
groaned and moaned.  Then she started riding.

   "Matt, Anna likes it on top sometimes.  She says it puts her in control
of what she feels and she knows how to do it so her clit rubs on the shaft
of your dick.  I think every time she's done it with me, she's had an
orgasm within a minute or so.  From the way you talk, getting a good fuck,
I'll bet you've never let a woman do that; have you?"

   He grunted.  "No, I don't know much about what women want."

   "Well, you've better learn," Anna said.  "Give me what I want.  I'll
give you what you want.  All women are like that."

   Matt wrapped his arms around her chest.  She fastened her mouth on his.
I watched as she rode him and I could tell by the familiar expressions on
her face when she was about ready to come.  When she did, she froze in
place and I knew her little lemon squeezer was trying to extract his juice.
When it was over, she lifted her hips so that only the head of his dick was
still in her pussy.

   "Fuck up," she groaned through clenched teeth.

   Matt frowned and I knew he didn't know what she meant.

   "Matt, she wants you to fuck up into her while she's still on top," I
said.  "She wants to feel you come inside her."

   I watched as he fucked up into her.  I thought his face looked
ridiculous from what he was feeling in his dick but I knew mine was the
same when I did it.  I knew when he came.  He did the same thing I always
did.  He put his hands on her hips, shoved her down so his dick was all the
way in her, and froze while he squirted out a load on her cervix.

   They both lay there, wrapped up in each other, slowly coming down,
breath slowing, relaxing.  Then I was surprised at what Anna did next.  She
looked at me, raised her ass in the air, and nodded at me.

   I scrambled around behind her, notched my dick in pussy, in Matt's white
semen drooling out, and slid in to my balls.  She fastened her mouth on
Matt's and groaned and groaned every time I slid in to the depths.  She was
hot inside and as sloppy juicy as I'd ever felt her.  I probably didn't
last a minute until I anointed her sacred pussy with another load of white
semen.

   We all collapsed on our backs, Anna in the middle, and let our hearts
and our gasping breaths slow down.  Anna put a wash cloth between her legs
to staunch the outflow.  I wiped my dick and balls off with another and
tossed it to Matt.  He jerked in surprise but then he wiped up too.

   "You're not finished," Anna said, after a while.  "Don't go to sleep."

   Matt sat up, pushed Anna over on her side, pushed her over farther until
she was on her belly, and then moved down so his face was at her derriere.
I decided to join him.  He put his mouth just where her fanny and her leg
were joined and I assumed he meant it when he said he wanted to give her a
hickey there.  That was one thing I'd never done to her.  I gave her one on
the other side, just a little one.  Anna squirmed but she didn't say stop.

   After that, we rested for a few more minutes.  I waited for Anna to
decide what she wanted next.  She'd told me what she had in mind.  I wasn't
sure if Matt would do it so I decided I'd go first.  I sat up and tugged
Matt around so that his legs were off the bed and his feet were on the
floor.  Anna watched and I knew she understood.  There was only one
problem. Matt's dick was still swollen and heavy but it wasn't hard.

   Anna decided to remedy that.  She leaned over, held it upright, skinned
the head, and took it in her mouth.  I let her suck and stoke him for a
minute and then decided to help her.  I leaned over and touched her cheek.
She looked at me, his dick still in her mouth, and I nodded up.  She lifted
up, I bent down, took the head of his dick in my mouth, put my hand under
his balls, and started sucking.  Anna kept stroking him.  It didn't take
long for us to get his dick standing up again.

   Anna was ready.  She threw her long leg over him, showed his dick where
it was wanted, and slid down all the way, calves folded back.  Matt looked
at me, puzzled.  Anna was facing away from him, her back toward his face. I
grabbed a pillow, threw it on the floor, pushed Matt's knees apart, and
knelt down and assumed the position.

   I licked up from Matt's balls, up the shaft of his dick where it was
exposed, up between the lips of Anna's pussy stretched tight around his
dick, on up to her little red devil, naked and swollen.  I tasted a mixture
of Matt's and my semen mixed with Anna's juices and, as usual, it went
straight to my dick.

   Anna and I had talked about doing this and we'd agreed that Matt would
be the one who licked her to orgasm.  I wanted to play for a while before I
asked him to be licker.  I sucked his balls into my mouth one after
another, licked up the exposed shaft of his dick, licked Anna's stretched
lips on each side, licked up where the little lips joined and where her wet
red clit was exposed.  And all the while, Matt gently pushed his dick
upward into her pussy.  I watched his balls as I did it.  His reacted the
same way mine did.  When I saw them draw up close to the base of his dick I
knew he was close to coming so I stopped.

   I held out my hand, helped Anna to her feet first, then Matt, and then
flopped down in the position that Matt had been.  Anna didn't need to be
told what to do.  She crawled back over me, held my dick straight up, and
her pussy sucked it in.  Matt didn't need to be told what to do either.  He
pushed my legs apart, knelt down, and started licking.  Both balls, the
shaft, the lips on each side, then the juncture of the lips where her clit
sometimes hid: he didn't hesitate to follow my example.  I listened to Anna
groaning and I knew she was close.  Then I felt her pussy trying to
amputate my dick and I knew she was coming and Matt was probably losing two
hunks of hair.

   We rested again, Matt and me on each side of a comatose Anna, slowly
stroking our dicks.  I knew how we were going to finish up.  After a while,
Anna pulled Matt's arm and he rolled on top of her.  She showed his dick
where to go and then wrapped him up with her arms and legs.  "Now fuck me,"
she said, and pulled his head down in an open-mouthed kiss.  I watched.  I
knew she had said she would let me have sloppy seconds if I wanted to.  I
wanted.  I didn't have long to wait.

   Anna rested again.  Matt was out of it.  I was still wanting but not
rushing.  When she was ready, she pulled me on top of her and I let the
beast loose.  Her pussy was overflowing with hot semen and juices and I'd
never fucked one like it before.  It didn't take me long either.  When I
came, it felt like the head of my dick had pushed through her cervix and
into her womb.  I knew it hadn't.  I didn't want to wake up the baby.

   <><><>

   "David, please awaken."

   I swam up out of a deep sleep, unsure of what I had heard.  I turned
slightly and looked at the clock: almost five o'clock.  Anna and I were
sleeping naked as usual.  I was sleeping in my favorite position, spooned
up to her, my right leg over her left, my penis nestled in the warm spot
between her legs, my hand holding her naked breast, my face almost buried
in her hair.

   "David, would you and Anna please come to my room?" Aimee asked, calmly,
not at all excited.  "Someone else has arrived.  Do not hurry.  She has
been here for almost two hours."

   That was unusual.  Certainly it was unlike any of the other arrivals,
when she had called me immediately.  I rolled over and sat up on the edge
of the bed.  Anna rolled over and sat up beside me.  We stood up and
hand-in-hand went to Aimee's room.

   There was a new arrival.  She was sitting up in Aimee's chair, not
reclined like all the other arrivals.  She and Aimee were talking in a
strange language, perhaps the same language I had heard when Iain was
talking to Aimee.  Aimee was wearing a loin-cloth, her usual attire now as
was ours.  The girl was naked but seemed unconcerned about it.  We walked
up to the side of the chair and she turned and looked at us and smiled.

   She was an exquisitely beautiful young woman.  Her hair was blonde,
slightly curly, down to her shoulders.  Her face was as sensuous and
beautiful as any I'd ever seen, blue eyes, flawless skin, slightly pink
cheeks, perfect little nose, full soft-looking lips.  I immediately wanted
to kiss those lips.

   Her breasts were unusual.  Soft mounds, not too little, not too big,
just perfect.  It was the areolas which were uncommon: little pink mounds
on top of her breasts, almost like someone had stacked another scoop of
strawberry ice cream on top of a mound of vanilla ice cream and then put a
cherry on top of that.  The nipples were small, hardly protruding and
darker pink.  I immediately wanted to lick her ice cream cones and suck her
cherries.

   Her arms and legs were long and I knew she was a tall woman, almost as
tall as Anna.  Her waist was tiny but her hips were already wide with
woman-hood.  Her fingernails and toenails were the same shade of light
pink. I wanted to suck on her big toe and don't ask me why.

   Her skin was milky white, very fair, almost hairless.  Her belly was
slightly muscular, not all soft like Caitlyn's when she arrived.  Between
her thighs, there was a scattering of light brown or blonde pubic hair.  I
could see the beginnings of a cleft in the center.  I wanted to go
exploring so see what she had hidden in that little cleft.

   "What are your names?" she asked, with an accent I couldn't identify.

   "I'm Anna.  Speechless here is David.  Our last name is Guerrier."

   "You are Anna Conda?"

   "Yes, I was known by that name in our old world."

   "And Speechless is David Blunderbuss?"

   "Yes, that was his old last name."

   "Now you have the same last name.  Are you married?"

   "Yes.  Our last name is Warrior in English.  David and I chose the
French version of that name when we married."

   "Good.  It was intended that you two would be mates.  Are you enceinte
yet?"

   "Yes.  Are you?"

   "No.  It is David's child; is it not?"

   `Yes?"

   "I would like to choose a new first name," she said.  "Aimee, please
list the one hundred most popular names for girls in Anna's and David's
place of origin."

   Immediately, Aimee's image was replaced with a list of names.  The
woman, that's what she was, a woman, not a girl, looked at it
contemplatively.  Anna and I looked too.

   "Sophia is the most popular name.  If you are Anna, Sophia would be a
good name for me.  Would you agree?"

   "Why not Aria?" Anna asked.  "I've always liked that name."

   "Aimee, meaning of name, please," she said.

   "The name refers to an expressive melody usually but not always
performed by a singer," Aimee answered.

   "Good.  Aria, it is then."

   The list of names disappeared and Aimee returned to her screen.

   "What was your old name?" I asked, finally managing to say something.

   She made a sound in that strange language again.  I winced.

   "Perhaps Aria would be a better name for you to say, David.  Aimee, in a
few minutes, would you please call Iain and Caitlyn.  I wish to talk to
Iain for a moment and then you may release the others."

   "Release?" I questioned.

   "Yes, I asked Aimee to close their doors until after I had talked to you
and Anna.  I did not want to be confused with all eleven of you at once."

   I looked at Aimee and raised my eyebrows.  She understood.

   "David, Aria's request did not contradict any of your commands to me,"
she said.  "She knew that there are eleven of you here and she asked to
speak to the first arrival.  I told her you would bring Anna with you and
she approved."

   Aria slid gracefully off the end of Aimee's chair and stood up.  She
looked carefully at me first and then Anna.

   "I would like to have a child," she said, and looked down at my
genitals. "Perhaps you will give me a child too."

   I looked at Anna and raised my eyebrows, bewildered again.  I'd never
before been propositioned by a woman just a few minutes after meeting her.

   Aria held out her hand to Anna.  "I would like to use the facilities. 
Anna, would you show me where they are?"

   Hand in hand they went to the toilet.  I wondered where she had learned
to call that place the facilities.  I took advantage of their absence to
ask Aimee something.

   "Aimee, you were talking to Aria in a strange language when we walked
in. Was it the same language that Iain spoke to you when he arrived?"

   "Yes, David.  I know the language but I do now have a name for it.  If
they have a commonality of language their place of origin is probably the
same."

   "I agree, Aimee.  I think Aria must be from Iain's first universe but
her use of the English language tells me that she was transported here from
Earth, my original universe, just as Iain was.  It makes me wonder what the
hell is going to happen now?"
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