I said, “Of course! Do whatever it takes!”
Clarice smiled and snuggled me and said, “I’ll see what I can do. When it comes time, she will need to be trained to be more like a ‘real girl’ and you will have to be the one to do that. Oh, I don’t mean sexually, I mean you will have to tell her what she can be and how she should view the world and why it will be different than it was with your parents and things like that. I suspect that her personality might just be dormant and that if you spend time with her and ask her to be less limited, that she will. Are you OK with that?”
I said, “Of course. I’ll do whatever I can.”
Clarice said, “OK. Then the plan is, first we have lunch. Then Mandy and Wendy install markers. I’ll have them take a tractor and get it started on the lumber yard and the road for the car to get from here to the main village road as well. Ellie will get a car ready. I think that because you’re in a hurry, we’ll take the big sport utility. It has the most comfortable ride and we might be able to go faster that way. It will also have plenty of room, in case we find anyone that you want to bring back with us. The girls can make some food for you for tomorrow, and we’ll leave early on our mission. I’ll have a talk with Brenda and assess her situation. The nymphs and Raven will keep working and somebody will help Lark make her skirt and blouse. Lark says that she wants to work while she’s here, but I think it will be best if she waits and sees the house at the same time that you do. What if I let her work in your secret lair, but not see the bedrooms and such? Alice had protocols that kept anyone but you from being allowed down there, but I don’t have to have the same rules. She could learn to use the sewing machines.”
I said, “If you think that’s best, it’s fine with me.”
Clarice said, “Good. OK, are you ready to see everyone? And have some lunch?”
I said, “Yeah. I feel good. It was hard news, but we have a plan and I have a mission. I feel really good. Let’s get this done.”
Clarice and I hopped off the bed, and holding my hand, she pulled me toward the bedroom door. In the living room, instead of heading for the front door, she led me toward the back wall, where a bookcase stood. I looked puzzled, but followed eagerly, and as we approached the case, it slid out of the way, into the wall, revealing a small hidden inner room.
Clarice asked, “Want to see a little bit of the house? The bedrooms aren’t ready yet, and the windows aren’t as clean as they will be, but we can go through the living room and up to the patio.”
The door to the outer rooms closed behind us and another door, apparently to an elevator slid open in front of us. We went in and it closed behind us again.
Clarice said, “Just tell it where you want to go. There isn’t really a first floor, second, third, and so on, so just say the living room or the bedrooms or the offices or workshop or whatever. Go on, try it.”
I smiled and said, “OK. Take us to the patio on the roof.”
Clarice said, “It used to be Alice that handled all of this, but now I do it. Even if I’m not with you, it’s me that takes care of it. So, we can’t go all the way to the roof, but we can go to the living room on the level below that.”
A few seconds later, another door, opposite the one that we had entered through, opened and we stepped out into a large, well-lit and very nice living room, kitchen, dining area. Compared to Paul’s farmhouse, this looked to be maybe a thousand years more modern. Of course, the truth was that it was nearly that many years older, but it looked newer. I didn’t remember it specifically, but now that I saw it, I did recognize how it was built and what the various furniture and appliances were for.
We exited the elevator into a large living area with several sofas and big comfortable looking chairs. The entire right side of the room was floor to ceiling windows, possibly 12 feet high. Beyond the living room was a staircase leading both up and down. On the other side of the stairs was a dining area with a large table with seating for at least eight people; one at each end, and three on each side. To the left of the dining room was a kitchen island with seating for about four people, and beyond that very modern looking kitchen. I recognized a large refrigerator, double sinks, at least two microwave ovens, a double conventional oven, a dishwasher, and various other appliances and cabinets.
The floors were covered in various materials. The living area had a thick carpeting, the kitchen a hardwood looking surface, and the dining room had a hardwood floor and very nice area rugs. The entire space had a very open feeling to it. Seeing Clarice walk barefoot and naked through the room on the luxurious carpeting was an incredibly sexy sight. Something about it was so inviting and cozy that the idea of not being naked seemed unnatural here. She turned and smiled at me and kept walking toward the stairs.
We climbed the stairway together. At the top was a small landing with a glass door, leading to a small room leading out to the roof. The little room was fully enclosed, glass on every side, and glassed over on top as well. It had nice carpet, but no furniture of any kind. This was simply an entrance to the rooftop patio, meant to protect the interior of the house from winds or cold air from blowing in from outside.
The other door in this antechamber opened onto the roof itself.
The patio was surrounded by a glass wall, about six feet high that protected it from the wind. It wasn’t covered, but there were two large flat-topped gazebo-like areas that provided shade; it looked like they would eventually have some type of vines growing overhead, perhaps grapes. It was beneath one of these shelters that the girls and the nymphs had set out a luncheon for us. The other gazebo was set up with sofas and chairs for relaxing.
I walked to the table and greeted each of the nymphs, hugging and fondling them playfully.
Mandy and Wendy were in the protective black suits, but wore white coveralls over the top. It was explained that they would normally wear the coveralls if there was any chance of being seen by Paul’s family or any of the villagers. Arrangements had already been made with Viola to make sure that the markers would be ready soon, and after kissing me and commenting on my ‘nice penis’, the two little nymphs ran off to get started on the work of marking the trail to Havenrest for any of the Nogud who would come to us. I’d been told several times that there were perhaps just three: Aspen, the ‘big one’, and perhaps one other, but there was still a chance that others that weren’t aware of would hear of us and make their way here.
Ellie, wearing the overalls, but no protective skin-suit, jumped into my arms and kissed me and then jumped down again.
She twirled and asked, “Do you like my outfit?”
I laughed and said, “It’s very pretty.”
In fact, the overalls were very sexy. They were very nicely sculpted to Ellie’s little body, cupping her behind, accentuating her waist, and laying perfectly over her breasts in the front. The bib was held up by straps that buttoned at the shoulders and though it covered her nipples and most of her chest, it left the sides open all the way to her waist, showing plenty of roundness and a bit of under-boob on the sides. It also featured a drop seat that when unbuttoned at the waist would fall down to reveal her bottom. She didn’t demonstrate that feature at this moment, but the wink she gave me as she looked at me over her shoulder hinted that she wanted me to be aware of it.
After a little more time with Ellie hugging my legs, with her cheek against my stomach and her hands on my butt, she too ran off to get to work. Ellie would prepare the car that Clarice and I would take tomorrow. The car that had been chosen was apparently big and roomy and I wondered suddenly if perhaps I could inspect it with Ellie in private when she was done and maybe even have a bit of sexy fun with her in the car.
Clarice was running the tractors and a few of the big robotic manipulators remotely to clear a road that we would use to take the car from here to the main road that ran between the villages. It didn’t take any special effort on her part, and we weren’t even aware of it as she, Lark, Raven, and I sat down to lunch.
I sat d
own at the head of the table and grabbed Raven’s hand and pulled her onto my lap, facing me.
I smiled up at her, and asked, “So, my pretty nymph, how are you?”
Raven smiled back at me and pressed her crotch against my semi-hard penis and answered, “I’m freaking wonderful. All of this is wonderful. Thank you for letting me come live here. I have so much fun. Oh, um, you are poking me, here,” and she raised up a little bit and adjusted the fabric of her suit at the front, between her legs and then settled back down.
As she did, I was greatly surprised to feel myself slide easily up inside her slippery vagina. I looked wide-eyed at her, but tried not to react too much. She felt really good.
Raven looked down at me and whispered, “A girl never wears underwear. It would get in the way. My nymph suit is perfectly designed and ready for all activities, both work and pleasure, and it is my pleasure to work however you want me to. Good nymphs are always ready for playtime and our suits are made that way.”
I asked, “Are Clarice and Ellie’s suits made the same way?”
She smiled and said, “Of course, silly. A girl never wears underwear because she wants to be ready all the time. A nymph, like me, and Ellie, would never wear anything that got in the way of Joshy’s pleasure, or our own. Hang on just a minute,” and she closed her eyes tightly for just a few seconds and I felt her spasm in my lap quietly.
When she opened her eyes again, she said “We have what’s called stealth technology. I’ve been practicing.” Then, Raven lifted her left leg high and without moving off my lap at all, swung it over my head and turned to sit in my lap, facing the table with her back to me. She said, “I’ll just sit here for a little while as we eat if that’s OK. Lark, is that OK with you? Joshy can reach around me to eat his sandwich. But don’t get too handsy. If you play with my boobies too much, I’ll get distracted,” and I felt her squeeze me with her pussy.
Clarice said, “And a distracted nymph can be a handful.”
Raven said, “No, I said not to take a handful.”
Clarice countered, “No, you said that if his hands were full of your boobies, then you would get distracted and wiggle on his lap.”
Raven smiled at the game and said, “No, you said that we had to eat sandwiches, but if he wants a handful of your boobies then I have to let him eat me while you get distracted.”
Clarice said, “Raven, I don’t think that’s what we agreed. I thought it was that when you get done sitting on his lap, then Lark gets to eat his big sausage and gravy.”
Raven said, “Oh. Well, then that makes it perfectly clear. If I ever get done sitting on his lap, then Lark will swallow his man banana and man milk. That sounds fair, because she’s our guest right now. How does that sound to you Lark?”
Lark smiled and said, “That sounds wonderful, but I don’t want to be a selfish guest. I’m happy to share.”
Raven said, quite nonchalantly, “Whatever you want. But, we’ll have to wait a few minutes. We can eat our sandwiches first. First sandwiches, then meat and fruit.”
While Raven had been talking so casually with Clarice and Lark, she had also been exercising her new ‘stealth mode’ to good effect and just before she stated that we would have to wait a few minutes, I climaxed hard up into her now very skillful pussy. Raven showed no indication, but I could tell from the sudden increased wetness in my lap that she had orgasmed as well. I wasn’t as good at hiding what I was experiencing as Raven was.
I think that this was my third time today, the first two being with Lark at the river a bit earlier. Clarice had said that my sub-dermal implant could help with shorter recovery times when I wanted it, and I guessed that it was true. But, far from satiating me right now, I was even more interested in the possibility of playing with Ellie, and in whatever activities Lark had promised that she was planning for this evening. I didn’t soften much and Raven continued to ride me gently below the edge of the table.
I knew that Clarice would be aware of what was going on; she was monitoring our vital signs all the time, so she would see the increased heart rates and changes in respiration. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Lark was fully aware as well. She was highly intuitive and didn’t miss much. But then again, my grunting and making faces would have made it apparent to anyone even half paying attention.
Raven was on my lap, really getting into her lovemaking, doing everything she could to me below the edge of the table, but keeping perfectly nonchalant from the waist up. It was like having two different people in my lap: one giving me everything they could sexually under the table, and another sitting and having a quiet conversation at lunch. It was incredible and I was loving it. After my orgasm, Raven had me stiff again almost immediately, and as the minutes went by, I felt myself building to another eagerly anticipated climax.
Suddenly, Raven plunged down into my groin very forcefully and held herself there with me as far inside her as she could manage. Raven was still the smallest of the girls, and my penis filled her completely when we made love. Right now, she was pushing me as far as she could and I could feel myself hitting the end of her vagina, all the way to her cervix again.
She said, “Excuse me for one second,” and she swung her left leg over my head and faced me again.
The act of turning around, lifting her leg high, and pressing down onto me combined into an irresistible amount of stimulation for both of us and we simultaneously came in each other’s arms. Raven was facing away from the other girls as she made a big orgasm face and I buried my head in her shoulder as I tried to hide my own.
Raven, in an attempt to look like we were simply embracing said, “Joshua, I love you. I missed you. Hold me for a minute and let me get used to being in your arms again.”
I held her closely as our mutual spasms continued to wrack our bodies for a few minutes. It was possible that our spasms might be mistaken for sobbing on Raven’s part, and I think that she might have pretending a bit to make it look like it was.
After a few minutes, after we were spent, she raised her head and I saw that there actually were tears in her eyes.
She leaned back and said, “I love you so much. We should eat. I probably need to go back to work in a little while,” and she slowly raised up and let my penis slip from her wonderful wetness.
She quickly slid her hand down to her crotch and secretly pulled the fabric there closed so that she was fully dressed in the black skin-suit once again. At that, she moved out of my lap and went and sat next to Lark at her place at that table.
Chapter 9 Planning for the Little Sisters of The Future
Lark patted Raven’s arm and said, “Raven, we missed you, too. Do you have to work this afternoon? Maybe you should take the afternoon off and spend it with Joshua. I can try to do your work, and tonight we’ll all be together.”
Raven wiped her eyes and smiled and said, “No, I need to work for a bit. Clarice told me that we have a lot to do. Joshua and Clarice are going on a trip tomorrow and we have to get ready. You need to learn to use the kitchen here and make a lunch for them to take with on their trip. When everything is ready for tomorrow, then we can all be together. When we’re done with lunch, I’ll take you into the house and show you what I can. It isn’t all ready, but we can go to the living area level and maybe to the secret lair. I’m afraid that we’ll all be too busy to work on your skirt and blouse, but we can do that tomorrow while Joshua and Clarice are gone.”
Lark said, “OK. Is this about the bad thing that happened?”
Clarice said, “Yeah. Joshua, what do you want to tell them about what we found out?”
I said, “Lark, Raven, Clarice found some recordings of something that happened while I was asleep. It was about my mom and dad, and about the origin of the Nogud. Mostly it was about how wonderful the Nogud like you are and where you come from and who your ancestors were, and unfortunately, who started the school for women and why they started the tradition of treating you so badly.
Lark, you were right. I love
Aspen, and all of you, so completely that I can’t imagine any scenario where Aspen is not my bedmate. And, all of the others will be, too. Girls, we had talked about not every little sister being in our bed, but that we could find other homes for some of them. But now, especially since we think that there aren’t so many left, now, every single one of the little sisters that we find from your generation will be our mates. Any from the previous generation, the ones who are from your mothers’ generations, they will go with Paul and Aaron.”
Lark said, “So, you understand?”
I said, “I understand that because of who the little sisters are, no one will ever love them like we do…like I do. And tomorrow, Clarice and I are going to find the school and the woman who runs it and explain to her that she is out of a job and her school is now shut down. If there are any girls there, even if they are not little sisters, we’ll bring them back to Bonvale and they will live at Paul’s farm, or at the inn, until we can have the merchant find arrangements for them. We will probably open our own school in the village and they will be taught there. Or from now on, they will be taught at home. Perhaps the way that it’s done now is the best way, and I won’t try to change that now, but if there is a school, it will be in Bonvale and kind women will teach it.
As far as the future little sisters are concerned, your daughters and mine, they will be taught at home and we will see what happens and who their mates will be years from now when the time comes. We won’t make a plan for the yet, but there will never be another Nogud. And it will be at least twenty years or more before we have to worry about the next generation, unless there are more like Aspen who are coming of age. If there are, they will come to us.”
Raven asked, “And be in our bed?”
I said, “As long as you want them to. If they agree to it. If not, they’ll go with the merchant as normal women, and they will never wear a hood and tunic. If they haven’t been judged yet, they never will be. And if there are younger ones, we’ll see about them when the time comes. If they are not supposed to be part of our family, then they will be taught at the school here, like the rest of their friends.”
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