Brenda said, “Ronin, stand behind her and reach around. Master, our milk is encouraged by need, by sexual and emotional arousal, and by feelings of love. Not always, but in the context of our breasts being stimulated, either physically or emotionally. And our dear Sheena has had so much stimulation that she’s filled to the point of pain.”
I didn’t wait for further instructions but reached around Sheena’s body and put a breast in each of my hands. The milk had come easily downstairs when I first squeezed her, so I tried to do the same thing again now. I put my hand around as much of the breast as I could and squeezed firmly but gently out from her chest all the way to her areola. A strong stream of liquid immediately flowed from her and splashed against the bottom of the bowl. Sheena moaned and wiggled her other breast into my hand and I repeated my technique on that one. Again, a long satisfying stream of milk poured from her purple nipple and collected in the dish beneath her, and she moaned in relief.
She whispered, “More.”
I alternated my squeezes, first on the right side and then on the left. Soon we had a regular rhythm that seems to be comfortable for her. Right and squirt, left and squirt, right and squirt, etc. Occasionally Sheena would tremble or moan or inhale abruptly, but we kept going, right, left, right left, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt.
Brenda was standing beside me now and I felt her reach down between Sheena and I and take hold of my penis. I wasn’t happy about that right now. I wasn’t sure if I should have admitted it, but I was aroused by what was happening and my erection was lodged in the crack of Sheena’s rear end and she was moving against me in a very welcome way. But Brenda was interrupting that, and I didn’t know why. I had to trust that she had a reason though. Perhaps she was concerned about there being blatantly sexual activity during what was perhaps supposed to be a more solemn ritual.
No, that wasn’t it. Brenda held my penis straight in front of me and guided me into Sheena’s sopping wet pussy, pushing me hard against Sheena’s buttocks with a hand pressing on the small of my back.
Brenda leaned into my ear and whispered, “She still has a long way to go. She will be more comfortable if you fuck her. Go faster.”
At Brenda’s encouragement, I began thrusting into Sheena, and a few seconds later, I increased the pace of my squeezing. The bowl was half full now, but I was no longer paying attention. Sheena was trembling in orgasm every minute and a half, and I was enjoying a great time of sex with her.
Brenda said, “What are you doing?”
I said, “Um, I’m helping Sheena with her milk.”
Brenda said, “Oh. It looked to me like you were bending her over the back of the sofa so that you could milk her tits while you fuck her silly. It looked to me like a pretty unicorn had you shoved in her pussy like a stud while she lets you milk her purple nips. Sheena, what’s he doing?”
Sheena grunted, “Fucking titties milk swoo ga maw … I no it’s oh wa. I mean, oh my, fucking my tail at one end and milking my Elf-tits at the other end. Feels so good. So good. Big penis.”
Brenda said, “That’s what it looked like to me.”
I panted, “I’m helping with her milk while she relaxes on my penis. I’m going to let Sheena milk you, but not until after I fuck you in my lap while you ride my cock with your tit in my mouth and I drink nectar from your squeezy sex melons!”
Brenda squealed and said, “Oh, um, OK, but um, you could milk me like you are Sheena, you know, from behind.”
I said, “I could if I wanted to.”
She squealed again and said, “Oh, wait, the bowl is getting full. I’m afraid it might spill. I better empty it.”
Sure enough, we had filled the bowl over half full and the rocking motion of the sofa as I banged against it caused it to slosh. I grabbed Sheena by the shoulders and pulled her upright and slipped out of her for a few minutes. I lifted her up and carried her to the bed and lay her on her back. She was still quivering, but probably more than satisfied. Brenda hurried to pour the milk carefully into the pitcher, but there was too much, and some had to stay in the bowl. When she was done, I motioned her to come to the bed and pointed so that she sat beside Sheena’s naked body.
I said softly, “Brenda, that was a fun game, but it’s time to be tender again. I am going to make love with you, and I understand what you have been teaching me, but it’s getting late, and I want us to start preparing for bed. Come up here and let’s get our own milk for a few minutes. I want you to drink it every day as well, and you and I can get ours now. Lie down and take some from Sheena and I will suckle beside you from her other side.”
I lay down on my stomach next to Sheena and put my mouth to her breast and watched Brenda do the same. Sheena was starting to fall asleep, but it didn’t matter. Brenda and I spent five minutes or more slowly drinking from Sheena’s body, and when Brenda started to rise up, I told her that we weren’t done, and we kept going for another five.
When I felt that we had drunk our fill, I rose up and pulled Brenda gently off the bed with me. Brenda and I retrieved the bowl from the sofa and took it to the sitting area of the room and opened the window overlooking the courtyard. No one was there. The bowl was placed on the broad window sill and Brenda moved to face the window, leaning over the bowl, bracing herself with her hands to each side. This didn’t put her breasts as close to the dish as Sheena had been, but I was confident that it wouldn’t be a problem.
Leaning against her, I reached around and cupped her right breast with my right hand and put my left hand in front of her nipple. I squeezed, and a stream of warm milk splashed against my palm. A second squeeze soaked my hand a second time. I rubbed my wet fingers around her chest and then switched hands, doing the same on the other side. I did it again and by the time I was done, Brenda’s breasts were dripping with wetness and my hands slipped and slid over them easily.
I took a moment then and carefully took the bowl from the window sill and poured a bit of the milk down Brenda’s perfect rear and made sure that the milk ran down between her cheeks and dripped down her thighs. Putting the bowl back in front of us, I squeezed one tit and then the other, watching the life-giving ambrosia as it began to fill the bowl again.
Sliding my erection between Brenda’s slippery milk coated thighs, I whispered, “Brenda, I want the milk for the family to be mixed when possible. When you get it, mix yours and Sheena’s in one bowl like we are tonight so that each of us gets some of each of you. They may have different properties and we should have both. And there’s no reason that you can’t have what your own body makes. Have you tasted it?”
She rocked against me, trying to get me into position to penetrate her and moaned, “No Master. Not my own. But Sheena is delicious. There’s no reason that I can’t have my own, I suppose. Oh, thank you for loving me like this. You always please me so much. Oh, what a cock you have. Master, please, may I have you inside me now?”
I took one hand off of Brenda’s breast momentarily and guided myself into her tunnel.
She said, “Oh yes! Ronin, you feel so good. It fills me up and holds me so firmly. Oh lover, I’m so happy. Oh, are you filling the bowl?”
I was. Each squeeze was rewarded by a good volume of precious milk and the bowl was indeed filling again. Brenda didn’t seem to flow as easily as Sheena had, but it was more than ample. We went on for a bit longer and Brenda experienced several climaxes.
When I felt that we were done, I pulled her away from the window and returned to the couch. Pushing he sofa back to the wall where it had been, I sat down and pulled Brenda toward my lap.
She started to drop to her knees in front of me and said, “Master, may I have your milk for myself? I haven’t experienced it nearly often enough and I would like it if you would let me.”
I smiled and spread my legs and Brenda bent forward and engulfed me with her mouth. In a way I was relieved that this was what she wanted. I was getting tired and this way both of us were relaxed as my beautiful mate brought me to orgasm. I was concerned
that because of the things that were happening, that I might be called on to perform again the next morning, and I had already ejaculated several times today; but I was also becoming confident of the milk’s effect on my libido and assumed that I would be ready when the time came.
Brenda was wonderful, and I was at the point of ecstasy just a few minutes after sitting down. She kept me in her mouth and sucked all of my semen and swallowed it…and she kept sucking until I was cleaned. I lay back and rested and Brenda lay her own head in my lap.
She said, “Master, I should take Sheena and the milk and prepare it for tomorrow and for storage. And I need to take some to Nova so that she will have it tonight.”
I said, “Brenda, I do need to see one more person tonight, so perhaps that would be best. I do love you. Do you think that things will settle down now?”
She said, “You poor dear. You have done so much for all of us. Yes, it will settle down. We have all of your mates now and we will find our routine, and most days will have less adventure than the past few. Nova will need help and love, but she is the last.”
I said, “Promise me.”
She said, “That she is the last? OK, I promise. From now on, the changes will be in what we become, not how many of us there are in your beds. Is there anything that you want?”
I said, “Yes. I want to fall asleep in your arms. But I will do that another night. I like making love in the window.”
She smiled and said, “So do I. Help me wake Sheena.”
We got up and gently woke the tall beauty and Brenda took her away and closed the door behind them.
Chapter 28 - At Last, the End of the Day
Lying on the bed, I closed my eyes. What was going on? It was all too much. I needed it to settle down. One thing was the vigorous and vocal sexual activity. It was great some of the time, but the day had been full of it. Taming Shaheena. Yes, she needed to be shown a new way of life that included being part of a family, not a lone wolf whose companions were expendable. And yes, the way that Harmony had gone about it had worked, and we were all happy that it was done, but the way that it was done, while fun, wasn’t as comfortable as I would have liked. And just now, with Shaheena and Brenda, couldn’t we have done that more tenderly as well? More like the way that I had insisted on being with April until now? We were making changes and adjustments, I understood that, and maybe the fastest way was to be as bold as we could and whatever, but I hoped for a quieter home life than this. I didn’t want our lovemaking to be constantly forceful and demanding.
As I thought about it, I supposed that it hadn’t all been that way. The other night with Brenda in the window the first time was entirely gentle and loving. Many other times with each of them had been as well. Maybe it was mostly today that had overwhelmed me. I needed something and suddenly I had an idea how to get it. I quickly dressed in my tunic and called Stacy, Val, and Tanya to come to my room. Yes, the eleven-year-old Tanya. I wanted to see if she could help me.
A few minutes later, Val knocked on the door and pushed it open a little. I told her to come in and she and Stacy and Tanya all entered the room and stood near the door.
Val said, “Um, Ronin, did you want Tanya to come and talk to you? We are still a bit new to the Elven speech. Did we hear you right? Tanya thinks that she heard you call her too. And I really wasn’t sure because we’re upstairs and normally Tanya wouldn’t…”
I smiled as best I could and said, “I did want all of you, even Tanya. I wanted to talk to all three of you. Tanya knows that this is special, and she should still stay downstairs unless she’s invited. Can we all sit here on the bed together?” and I scooted up to lean against the wall.
The others gathered with me, me leaning against the wall and the other three sitting on the foot of the bed facing me.
I took a breath and said, “Tanya, what’s wrong with me?”
Tanya looked concerned and said, “Daddy, you’re tired. You have eight ladies and two of me and Jack and you take care of all of us and it’s hard. All of the wife ladies like to kiss you and that’s probably nice, but my lips would get tired. And Harmony is a rascal and she plays games that make you want to rest. But I think that when ladies want to play games like Harmony and say those wifely words and want you to do those things with them, then it’s like having a lot of Harmony everywhere. I like to play tag and run and yell, but only for a while and then I want Momma to hug me on her lap and I don’t want to play Jack’s games for a while. They are fun games, but at night, you want a warm blanket and a nice lap, and I like to put my head against Momma’s boobies and feel like we’re all safe and snuggly. But when we were moving all of the furniture it was rush rush rush and lots of work and figuring out where your bedroom is and where the dishes go and what does it smell like here? You have all of us and you have to figure out where we all go and how do we work and what kind of presents do I like, and will I like the book you got me and how much do you need to tell me that you like me and all of that. And I’m the little one and don’t even need wifely things every day. The princesses don’t take up too much room and our house is really big so it isn’t that there are too many, it’s just that we are still moving in and we are all figuring out where our bedroom is. And I told you that you tamed Shaheena because she is a unicorn, but I didn’t tell you that all of us are unicorns and we all have to get tamed and know what time dinner is and who snuggles who when it’s snuggle time. Shaheena is all tame now. And Mommy Brenda and Alice. But Mommy Stacy just got here and she’s so new and you don’t even know her yet. Val and Dawn just got here too. You knew all of them before, but you didn’t know that they were all unicorns and that you would have to tame them. They like it.”
Val said, “Oh.”
Tanya said, “You like it. I don’t know what you did, but you played a game so that he would chase you and catch you and do wifely things with you and you liked it. You were kind of tamed already but not all the way because you didn’t have our big family yet. I had a bedroom in our old goblin house but now I live in a big Elf-house and it’s all needing to be cleaned and moved in to. And Stacy was here for a long time before but now the house is different and has new people and her bedroom isn’t the same and she used to have a husband but now she has a new one and it’s all scary and she needs to be tamed too. Being tamed means that you know what things are going to be like and that you are safe and that you know where your food is and when you are supposed to sleep and that you will get petted and given a bath. But when you have unicorns that aren’t tame yet, they don’t know what to do and they get scared and they want to be good, but they don’t know how.”
Stacy said quietly, “Oh.”
Tanya smiled and said, “So give them a bath and food and a warm place to sleep and it will all be less jumpy and twitchy, and nobody will be sacred. You are the best daddy in the whole world and I love you and I will help you if you don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do but you said I was right about Shaheena so maybe sometimes I do know. You should go to sleep. Thank you for my book,” and she hopped off the bed and left the room.
We sat quietly for few minutes and I invited the girls to scoot up and sit beside me.
Val said, “Ronin, first, how did you think of that? Of having Tanya here?”
I said, “I don’t know. She made it all so easy at dinner, so I hoped that maybe she had a gift for it and could help me with what I was feeling.”
Stacy said, “She helped me.”
Val said, “Me too. Ronin, is that how you’re feeling? Tired and scared?”
I said, “Yes. I do. It has been an exhausting day. I loved every bit of it, but it took a lot of energy. And there was a lot of Master this and Master that and I’m your pet and Master fuck me till I can’t stand up and well it was a lot.”
Stacy said, “It was. I see that.”
I said, “But Tanya is right. We are all moving into a new house and new roles and it’s uncomfortable. I miss the bath tub with all of us in it and the wond
erful…well anyway, today was hard. We probably don’t need to worry about it. Tanya is right. Today has been unusual.”
Val said, “What do you want to do now?”
I pulled the both of them against my shoulder and said, “I want to sleep with you. If we do make love, that will be fine, but if we don’t, that will be fine too. But in the morning, Nova will probably come in and I will need to be alone with her.”
Stacy said, “Ronin, how many times did you make love today?”
I said, “I don’t know. It was Shaheena and Harmony and Shaheena and then Shaheena again and then Brenda and Shaheena and maybe more. I can’t even remember.”
Stacy said, “Oh my. That is a lot. No wonder you are exhausted emotionally. Val, shall we get in bed?”
Val said, “I think so. This is nice. Being your mate and having the same husband.”
Stacy said, “We can talk about all of that later Dear. Let’s undress and get in bed.”
We all got up and removed our clothes and climbed back under the covers with me in the middle.
Val whispered, “Sweetie, we’re going to put you to sleep. Rest well. We all love you.”
I felt both of them put a hand to my face and then I lost consciousness.
Chapter 29 - The Beginner's Birth
I slept very soundly. In fact, I didn’t remember anything until the next morning when I heard a tap at the door and opened my eyes to see one of the girls step into the room. It was barely light yet, but I assumed that my visitor was the girl now named Nova.
I pulled back the covers and invited her into the bed with me. I could see from the little light that was coming into the room that she was wearing a short gown of some kind. As she slid in beside me, I discovered that what she was wearing was very short and very sheer. It was incredibly soft, but so thin that it was barely perceptible. I expected that if I had better light that I would find it to be essentially transparent. I pictured what it might look like if she stood by the window when the sun came up and the light of it shown through, highlighting her naked form beneath the see-through fabric. It seemed so short that it certainly didn’t cover her crotch by more than an inch and possibly not even that.
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