Lelia screamed behind my hand. “MMMMMM – ”
The other women didn’t have a hand over her mouth to quiet her. “OHHHHHH!”
Three women were coming all around me – one on top of me, the other two from watching me – their feminine voices crying out in orgasm.
I didn’t stand a chance.
I exploded inside Lelia as all the women’s cries reached a crescendo.
I managed to keep quiet though. Or, at least, I kept it down to a violent grunt as my whole body was wracked with pleasure.
Lelia’s hips gradually slowed down… she leaned over and kissed me… and then she slipped off me and collapsed next to me, her back pressed against my chest.
“Arm,” she said sleepily. When I offered it to her, she draped it over her ribs and down onto her chest so that I could cup one of her breasts in my palm.
I looked up over her body to see what the other women were doing. They had collapsed onto their backs, their bare breasts heaving in the dim firelight. Then, gradually, the sounds of their breathing slowed down as they drifted off to sleep.
I just lay there in amazement.
My first time doing group sex.
I just had to die and go to a different planet or plane of existence for it to happen.
Pretty crazy.
And pretty fuckin’ hot, too.
23
I awoke the next morning with a gentle nudge from Lelia. I opened my eyes to see her tucking away those gorgeous blue breasts of hers behind her fur wrappings.
“Good morning,” she greeted me sweetly. “Now we get up.”
I looked past her to the rest of the cave, dimly lit by the morning sun filtering in through the firs. Nobody else was in the cave with us.
I reached for her breasts and pulled her down for a kiss.
She smiled and kissed me, then pushed me away with a giggle as she continued dressing. “No, must eat and work.”
Huh. Guess she didn’t care to do it without an audience.
Dammit.
I fought the cold morning air as I quickly put back on my clothes, which I had used as blankets the night before. Then I joined Lelia and the other women outside around the campfire.
After our little exhibitionist display last night, I was expecting it to be a bit awkward… and it was. Though not for the reasons I thought.
Mazaria and Hala wouldn’t stop grinning at me and casting amused looks at each other. I even caught them a couple of times checking out my crotch.
Playing meat inspector, I guess you could say.
Not that there was much you could see through the puffy bulk of my insulated pants.
Didn’t stop them from trying, though.
Though it was kind of a turn-on – without their fur balaclavas, Mazaria and Hala were very pretty – it was also embarrassing.
I much preferred Oona’s approach. She just avoided looking at me entirely.
After a breakfast of roasted berries and jerky, we finally set about to work.
First off, I built up a wall of snow outside the cave entrance, using the fir trees I’d cut as scaffolding. Snow is an excellent insulator – igloos are a prime example – and would make an excellent windbreak. So I built up an outside wall, packing more and more snow up until I had covered everything except for a central entrance, which we could cover with a hanging fur.
Then I instructed all the women on how to make arrow shafts. It took each of them a couple tries to get it down, but soon they were finding straight branches and sanding down the shafts as quick as they could.
But there was no reason to create a ton of arrows if they didn’t know how to shoot them. I let Fieria borrow my bow, Lelia gave hers to Teeka, and I instructed both women in the basics of archery.
In the meantime, Lelia built two snowmen for targets. Oona, Mazaria, and Hala continued making arrows.
Once Lelia had finished building the snowmen, I left her in charge of Fiera and Teeka’s instruction. Then I went into the woods and cut down five more ash saplings to create new bows.
Once I came back to camp a couple of hours later, I found Lelia teaching Oona and Hala how to shoot – and instructing the entire camp in English.
“Aya kanala arrow – I shoot arrow,” Lelia said.
“I shoot arrow,” the entire group repeated.
Huh. Might have to do some remedial work on grammar later on, but I appreciated the effort.
After a quick lunch of more berries and jerky, I set about making bows. It actually took me several days to finish them all, but as soon as I completed one, that meant one more woman could practice archery with the others.
That was the rest of the day, up through dinner and beyond: making arrows, carving bows, and practicing archery. We only stopped when the shadows grew too dark to see what we were doing.
That night, I offered to keep watch for part of the night – but my offer was soundly rejected.
This time, Fieria and Teeka joined us in the cave.
They didn’t even make any pretenses of falling asleep. They were there for the show.
Lelia and I gave it to them.
Though it definitely discombobulated me in the beginning, it was a huge turn-on to have two women pleasuring themselves as they watched me and Lelia go at it.
“Why do they watch?” I whispered to Lelia afterwards as we were drifting off to sleep.
“No men for a long, long time,” she said with a yawn. “They want to watch.”
I guess so.
The next few days passed in much the same way: more arrow-making, more archery classes, more practice shooting.
The women gradually got better and better. The majority of them were hitting the snowmen targets regularly, even at 20 feet away; Fieria and Hala in particular were very good shots.
And they started talking to me in English. Broken English, but English nonetheless.
“How do this?” Fieria asked me as she tried to put fletching on the arrows.
“Food you?” Hala asked later
