all seemed pleased with their men. From the
little smile, I could tell she was more than a little
pleased with Bull. She agreed, therefore that I could have
Josh . . . provided.
"Provided *what*?" I asked, not as respectfully as I
should have, but I was frustrated.
"Provided the men all perform satisfactorily." She
replied.
Now I was confused. I though she had just said she and
the other women found the new men did fuck satisfactorily.
Then it dawned on me. I wasn't leaving with my *proven*
stud until the ability of Josh's replacements to make the
tribeswomen pregnant was also proven. They wouldn't even
share Josh with me until they were sure.
It was a tense few weeks but one by one the women who
were "trying out" the new men missed their periods. At
last the Queen happily announced that she, too, was going
to have another baby, Bull's baby. I had done it! I was
overjoyed when Shana came to take me to the Queen's
quarters and I at last saw my Josh. I had to admit she had
taken good care of him. He was a little trimmer, more
muscular and nicely tanned. I almost drooled to see my
sexy husband again. He still had the happy out-of-it look
and didn't recognize me, but I wasn't worried.
Through Shana the Queen asked me if I wanted her to
"untame" him now. I thought and said no, it would be
better if I could wait until I had him home. Could she
tell me how to do it? She smiled as I might when giving
away my favorite cookie recipe.
"It's easy. Just say, 'uusha,'" she whispered so Josh
would not hear. Then she smiled even more and added, "That
will also work if you ever need to 'tame' him again," she
winked. The Queen spoke a few words to Josh, apparently
telling him that the white woman was his new mistress. He
looked at me and smiled.
A few days later everything was in readiness for the
return. Josh would be able to manage the boat with just
two people in it. I was eager to get started, but Shana
asked if I could delay our departure just one more day.
Although for her part in bringing the five new men to the
village, she stood high on the list of those to be
impregnated, Shana didn't want to have one of their babies.
She was at her most fertile time right now, she said.
Would I, please, this one time, let Josh make her pregnant
tonight?
"Only if I get to watch you and then join in," I
laughed.
I had my story ready when we returned to the company
camp. We had found Josh -- although he was very sick. On
the way back, however, the boat had overturned and this
time it was Bull and his men who were lost. There was a
stir and searches, but I knew the women would never allow
the men to be found. I sometimes felt a little bad about
them, but not very. Each was either single or had
abandoned his wife years ago. All had been complicit in
Josh's disappearance. And, besides, they were all in macho
heaven, surrounded by hundreds of women who wanted nothing
more from them than to fuck the pigs and get pregnant with
their babies.
I didn't 'untame' Josh until we were back in our house
the capital. He was very surprised that the "fever" he
suffered made him unable to remember anything about his
captivity and my rescue of him, but he can't deny it
happened. I had the proof. It was pretty obvious that our
new baby, whom I insist we call "Shana," was conceived the
same night that he was leaving Shana something to remember
him by.
*****
Really, sometimes, even after 16 years of being married
to my wonderful husband, he still surprises me. Would you
believe, an educated man like him being superstitious?
It's true. Why, one night a couple of months ago, I
pointed out that Shana no longer needed quite so much
attention and maybe it was time to start thinking about
making another baby. Josh got terribly upset, talking
about how bad it would be to have thirteen children. I let
him rant; he's so cute when he gets mad.
Of course I love Josh too much the way he is to play
with his mind, but he just wasn't being reasonable. I saw
that I would have to "tame" him a little When he finished
ranting, I snuggled up to him and whispered, "uusha."
Fortunately, it was only his mind that was tamed; the sex
was anything but. Unfortunately, I forgot to "untame" him
for the rest of that weekend while I was away visiting a
friend. You guessed it! If you looked carefully at Maria,
Consuelo, Rosa, and Lupe today, you'd see some suspiciously
tight panties -- just like mine.
Keys: FM FF MC B Movie preg
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