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By Azil
Copyright 1998-99
Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction. No character is meant to resemble any specific
person, living or dead. Sexual actions of various types will be depicted in this story. This does not
mean that the author approves of these actions, has ever performed any of
them, or would perform them if given the opportunity. (Nor does it mean that
he doesn't, hasn't, and/or wouldn't). This is inappropriate reading material for minors. In many jurisdictions it
may be illegal for minors to read it, or for adults to make it available for
minors to read. The author urges you not to disobey these laws. Even if it
isn't illegal where you are, keep it away from kids anyway.
CHAPTER 14: A TEST IN THE PACIFIC As mentioned, I had decided to have some portion of my fun in the past, and in
other places, and as other people. It was time to give it a try. I had just finished setting up Mark and Merianne and I returned to my office,
locking the door and telling the assistant that I didn't want to be disturbed
for about fifteen minutes. That, at Reward's one hour per second rate (I
assumed the rate could be adjusted to anything, but this one would do), would
allow me to enter another life for a month. I had often fantasized, as have many other people, about life on a primitive,
unspoiled tropical island - so I thought it would be nice to pick out some
such place. I asked Reward to find an island that would thoroughly meet my expectations
(and to make any adjustments needed to do so), and clone it in an alternative
universe. It needed to be an island where the inhabitants had legends about a
white man arriving to be their god or leader. He promptly reported back that he had selected a small island, one of a group
of forty or fifty, in the central Philippines, a few decades pre-Magellen.
The island, about ten square miles, had a population of about four hundred
people, all living in a single village, and had the requisite beliefs about a
great leader who would come from the sea. Seemed to fit the bill. To improve the package for my new subjects, I
suggested that they see me as about twenty-eight years old, with an athlete's
body. While Reward was at it, I suggested that he might as well equip me with
a wonder-schlong. So I told Reward to put the game in motion, and the next thing I knew I was
in a small boat that had just landed on a beautiful beach. People from a
village just up a rise from the beach were pointing at me, shouting, and
running toward me. I had of course instructed Reward to make me fluent in any languages I came
in contact with, so I understood most of the shouts to be along the lines of,
"The Great One has arrived!" With a silent apology to Wayne Gretzky, I decided that The Great One was an
acceptable title for me. As I stepped ashore, dozens of people (and a large number of chickens and
pigs) gathered around me. I waited for a few moments, because I wanted a big
crowd. When enough, maybe a hundred or so, were there, I raised my hands, which
instantly silenced the crowd. "My people," I intoned in a suitably portentous
voice, "I have come to lead you into a new world of wealth, peace, and
happiness." These sounded like good political promises, and my subjects
responded suitably, with cheers of joy. I then started walking toward the village, followed by my … er, followers. It
was only a hundred or so yards away, and we were about halfway there when
another group emerged from the village, following a huge man - easily 6'6" and
probably close to 300 pounds. This, I assumed, was the leader whom I was in the process of replacing. He did
not appear happy about the idea. My group began shouting about how The Great One had arrived. The leader
simply stared at me with a lethal combination of loathing and contempt. He
took a spear from a lieutenant at his right and said, "If he is The Great
One, he is immune to spears." Then, looking at me, added, "Do you wish me to
throw the spear at you, Great One?" The guy had personality. Presence. I could see how he had risen to his current
lofty estate. I had given a little (but not much) thought to how I would deal with this
situation. I hadn't expected the guy in charge to lightly hand over the throne
just because I showed up. Reward informed me now that the leaders around here
did not generally die of old age - it was normal for them to hold on to office
only as long as they could either cow or kill their challengers. Well, if that's the way they do it here . . . . I thought, though, that I'd give him a chance to back down, so I replied,
"Throw the spear, but if you do and it doesn't kill me, I will kill you. If
you don't throw the spear, I will allow you to live in peace among my
people." He laughed, as, I must admit, I expected. It sounded pretty weak even to me.
Then, from only ten yards away, he reared his powerful body and launched the
spear. As he did, he (and the spear) simply disappeared. Massive intake of breath. I think it's fair to say that everyone was
impressed, and that any doubters had now come over to my side. The men rushed forward and raised me up on their shoulders to carry me
triumphantly into their (correction: my) village. The bare-breasted women
cheered, some bowing before me. Children laughed and danced. I think even the
pigs and chickens were excited, although probably just by the noise. The men carrying me deposited me in front of a hut about twice the size of the
rest, but otherwise undistinguished, except by a large rattan chair near the
entrance. This, I learned, was the royal palace and my throne. The four women
who now emerged were the late ruler's wives and, by right of succession, now
mine. I told the lieutenant who had handed my predecessor his spear (and who, I
suspect, expected to be offed at any moment) to organize a feast in my honor.
Relieved at this sign of royal favor, he and several other members of the
former administration set about to put on a major party. "My people," I said, "The Great One is touched by your devotion. Tonight we
shall have a great feast to celebrate the glorious future of our village. But
now I must rest." I entered my palace, signalling my wives to follow. The palace wasn't much, but it would suffice. It had bamboo walls, a bamboo
floor (raised a couple feet to protect it, I supposed, from the damp climate
and insects), and a palm roof. The interior consisted of an area for sitting,
as designated by some woven mats, and an area for sleeping, as designated by
some slightly thicker mats with rags for covers. My wives knelt on the mats, and waited for me to speak. I asked them their
names. The other three looked expectantly at the one who I would guess was the
eldest. Her name, she said, was Lokni (my own phonetic spelling), and she was
the first wife of the late ruler (whose name was Rohen). She had one child,
she replied in answer to my question, a girl who was out on a food-gathering
expedition. When I asked Lokni her age, she looked at me quizzically. Reward informed me
that this society did not have a concept of years - people's ages were
designated only by two terms: young (not yet able to bear or sire children),
and old (too old to work). Everybody else was just kind of in-between. My guess was that she was in her early or mid thirties. She had large,
pendulous breasts, and was slightly thick-waisted, with an attractive face.
Far from my ideal, but still a pleasant-looking woman. The others were younger - my guesses would be about 19-20, 24-26, and 28-30.
It would appear that Rohen, as he had risen in the world, had added another
wife every few years. I decided that the best protocol would be to take them in order of seniority,
so I gestured Lokni to join me on the largest of the sleeping mats. It was
immediately apparent that sex was a spectator sport in this society - at
least in these extended families - since my other wives gathered around to
watch their new husband perform. Lokni, like all the other women, and most men, in the village, was wearing a
skirt of strips of dried palm fronds. She released the hemp rope that served
as the waist, dropped the skirt to the floor, and lay on the mat. I'm not sure whether to describe her expression as more apprehensive or
bored, but it was clear she was not looking forward to our coupling. It was
also clear that she expected me to mount her quickly, since she immediately
spread her legs as she reclined. Then I opened my own skirt, and her jaw dropped (I heard a small exclamation
from one of the other wives) as she saw my cock, still flaccid, but well over
eight inches and proportionally thick. She immediately sat up and, as I stood
over her, she reached out and placed the cock in her mouth. I was subsequently to learn that Rohen hadn't been much of a stud,
appearances to the contrary notwithstanding. His cock was a bit smaller than
average (the law of compensation at work, I guess), his sex drive was low,
and when he did want to get his rocks off, his practice was to grab a wife,
push her down on a mat, and shove till he came. Given my slightly more
refined technique, I was to achieve considerable popularity. But at the moment, I didn't know or care about Rohen's deficiencies as a
husband. I was only concerned with getting my cock into his/my wife. She
sucked it in, and my cock filled her mouth completely, with a bunch left
over. I could have Reward loosen her jaws, but for right now the sensation of
having her struggle to accommodate me was pleasurable. Lokni had little experience at sucking cock, but she made up for it with
enthusiasm, and I was soon hard, adding another inch or so to the monster in
her mouth. She did a handjob on what she couldn't get in, and soon I felt
myself nearing my climax. I began stroking slightly into her mouth. When I
came, I put the first blast down her throat, then pulled out to squirt the
rest on her face. When I had finished, I told wife #2 (Omgee) to lick my sperm off Lokni's face,
while #3 (Dorena) cleaned off my cock. I was immediately hard again when Dorena began licking my cock and fondling
my balls, in large part because Omgee's skirt opened when she bent over to
lick Lokni's face, revealing a large but lovely ass. At its bottom was a
large black bush, which I had Reward immediately trim, to reveal a lovely
little cunt. My cock being clean, I pulled it away from Dorena (who pouted prettily), and
placed myself behind Omgee, opening her cunt with both thumbs and inserting
the head of my cock at the entrance of her fuckhole. Although she was already
a bit damp, I knew she'd need a lot of lubrication to take my monster in. I
reached under to play with her clit, meanwhile telling wife #4 (Kanala) to
suck on her tits. Kanala at first looked reluctant to do this, until I gave
her an angry look, and said that I expected to be obeyed. Immediately she
placed herself under Omgee (who, I later learned, was her sister), and began
sucking and fondling her tits. The multiple stimulation soon had Omgee moaning with pleasure as I pierced her
cunt with my big cock, and on my second stroke she was already pushing back
against me. I released her clit as I stroked a bit harder, getting a grunt of pain and
pleasure from her. I grabbed both big ass cheeks and pushed hard again,
getting another grunt, this one pure pleasure. Now I picked up the pace and
began slamming her hard again and again, while she met my blows and returned
them with interest. I had reached maximum speed and power when I heard Omgee
scream and felt her cunt muscles, already tight on my huge cock, contract and
try to hold me. With that, I filled her with sperm. I decided to rest for a few minutes, lying down on the mat and having my
wives gather around me. I told Lokni to clean off my cock while Omgee came
down from her high. I had Dorena lie beside me, so I could play with her tiny
tits, which were topped by big puffy nipples. I pushed lightly on the puffy nipple, treating it like a button, and
eliciting a giggle from Dorena. Then I squeezed it between two fingers,
meanwhile rubbing the other tit, the whole thing fitting easily in the palm
of my hand. Dorena's nipples were apparently rather sensitive, and she sighed and smiled
at me as I played with them. Lokni had finished cleaning my cock, and I told
Kanala to give me a blowjob. The ladies changed places, and Kanala began
trying to fit my flaccid cock in her mouth. It was slow going for her, but
that was okay with me, since I wanted to play for a while before fucking
Dorena. Now I pulled Dorena down on top of me, and began sucking her tit, putting a
finger into her cunt. She moaned with pleasure, and spread her legs to let me
enter her more deeply. At first I only played among her labia, but then I
found her clit, just beginning to poke its head out. I tweaked it and drew a
gasp from Dorena. Kanala now had most of my cock in her mouth, and was proving herself an
excellent cocksucker in her virgin effort. I had Reward suppress her gag
reflex and loosen her jaws as I pushed my cock forward into her throat.
Meanwhile, at the other end, I sucked one whole tit into my mouth and held
it, sucking hard, while continung to play with Dorena's clit, and adding a
fingerfuck to the mix. Dorena was nearly to her climax, and I pushed her over the top by having
Reward make her feel the same effect on her other tit that she was feeling on
the one in my mouth. She howled with pleasure, and came with a series of
shudders. I had planned on fucking Dorena, but changed my mind as she collapsed beside
me. Kanala had made me extraordinarily hot with her great blowjob, and I was
ready to fuck now -- I didn't want to wait for Dorena to recover. Kanala had
been playing with herself while sucking me, and I figured she was ready, so I
told her to lie down beside me. She was immediately on her back with her legs spread. What a beautiful sight!
Though she was a very small girl, probably no more than 4'10" or 4'11" and
slender, she had rather large tits, which stood out perfectly from her chest,
with only the slightest of sag from their sheer weight. Now she lay wide open
in front of me, with her big tits sticking up, a finger in her cunt, and a
pleading look on her pretty face. I wanted to be in her quickly, but first I leaned down between her legs to
replace her fingers with my own, and to give her clit a quick suck. Her cunt
was tiny, surrounded by only a thin bush of a few short hairs. I had Reward
clear these away, as I stuck my finger in her fuckhole. She was so tight that
I could feel pressure on even the one finger -- I told Reward to make sure
there was no great pain for her when I fucked her for real. But she was also
thoroughly wet and moved her hips with my fucking motion. When I licked her
clit, she shuddered with pleasure, and I knew she was ready. I positioned myself over her, and told her to put my cock in her. Her tiny
hand grabbed my cock, barely able to circle it, and placed its head at the
entrance to her vagina, pushing her hips forward to get it started in. I kissed her hard and deep as I pushed forward slowly but steadily, gradually
opening her almost like a virgin. She stiffened a couple times, and I paused,
then went on as she adapted and then relaxed. I reached the bottom, but still
had cock left, so I pushed forward, and felt her gasp as I entered her womb. Then I was all the way in, and lifted myself up to see her tiny cunt spread
tight around my big cock, as her head rolled back limply in her uncontrollable
lust. I looked at my other wives, whose eyes were wide with disbelief (and
envy). I heard Kanala mutter, "I didn't think I could take it all." "Yes, you've got it all, Kanala," I said as I kissed her again, and then
grabbed one of her big tits and gave a nipple a twist. She ground her crotch against me, and begged me to fuck her. I pulled out
slowly, only about half way, and came back in slowly. She groaned and pushed
against me hard. Now I pulled nearly all the way out and Kanala grabbed at my
ass in fear that I might abandon her so near release. But I wasn't going to do that, and came back in her in one long smooth stroke.
She moaned loudly and wrapped her legs around me, pulling me to her. "Fuck me, Great One," she whispered in my ear. "Fuck me hard and give me your
baby." Holy shit! Now there was a thought. The idea of this little babe wanting me to knock her up got me so hot, I gave
up any thought of going slow. I pulled out most of the way and slammed it
into her. She expelled her breath with a grunt and then said, "Yes, that's
it!" I didn't wait for approval though. I slammed her again and again as she
screamed in ecstasy and clawed at my back as her legs held tight to my ass. I slammed her cunt a few more times as her orgasm began, and then her spasms
milked the sperm from my cock. I pushed into her as far as I could to deposit
the sperm directly into her womb. For a long time I hugged her, then got off her, pulling my cock, glistening
with our juices, from her still-resisting cunt, and signalled for one of the
wives to clean my cock. Dorena moved first and got it. Kanala stirred, having been previously limp with exhaustion. Now she smiled at
me and said, "I pray you have given me a baby, Great One." The rest of the afternoon was spent much the same way, with each of my wives
getting at least one more session, and all expressing a desire to have my
babies. It turns out that Rohen had fathered only one child, Lokni's daughter. This was something I needed to think about -- living in a clone society was
one thing, fathering clone babies was something else. On the other hand, I
had enjoyed my sessions with Diana to such an extent that I looked forward to
fucking more pregnant women -- it might be fun to have one or two of my wives
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