Chapter 7: The All in All Goal Maybe

[In the utility room off the kitchen, promising Rose’s step mom a cautious demo, Rose was being very careful, sensitive to her fears, having to get naked in front of me and doing it with a stranger; it had been a long time since her mom had any kind of passion and her husband was now too old; So I made love with Rose first, very calm, to demonstrate the sensitive approach, explaining everything as we went, and then as Rose comfort-coached her mom I gently introduced her to my penis which as promised fit perfectly with a goodly amount of gizem for lubrication; talking our way along we simply-slowly filled the place with results and Rose’s mom wasn’t to be satisfied with just any old sex from then on]

Kathy’s demo came later. Isn’t it interesting how humans, women, with the knowledge I’m completely safe to play with, fear nothing in fucking me, even getting rather bold about repeating the service as much as they demand, like they are members of an exclusive club, OKAY BY ME.

After Rose’s step mom was serviced in the utility room Kathy returned and took Rose’s dare. She started taking off her clothes. There was a tense moment. Would she follow through staying naked to replace Rose? In the kitchen, we all watched. And before she finished Rose said, “Kathy we’ll meet you in the utility room, that is if you are still serious.” Kathy noted me in my condition just having finished fucking both Rose and Margaret. I looked good like I was ready again to have a go at it.

Rose said, “Dad you can come and watch. Kathy you don’t mind, right?” Gene wasn’t invited to watch his wife’s experience because it was too sensitive. “Maybe next time.” But now he got up anxious, ready to be able to watch Kathy have sex and take on “that big salami” of mine. “You go girl,” he chuckled. I had to ponder the flat planet occupants’ handling of the idea of sex, openly. It really made me fit in.

Rose wasn’t going to back down on a good tease and a dare. She grabbed my penis as soon as we were up, standing in anticipation, pointing at Kathy across the kitchen table. Rose made a shoot and ricochet kind of sound, “Pitch-eeuuw”, before saying, “Okay, he fucked my mom already. She isn’t going to accept doing it with anyone but Tom from now on. Look, his thing’s a fitzall. It’s plainly magical.” I laughed and Rose grabbed my balls tight, a real handful, as if she wanted me to be quiet and of course managed to squirt out a bunch on the table top. That gave rise to another very serious look on Kathy’s face. Copiuis amounts of gizem in that volume was a new concept. You just understand until it’s right in front of you.

“I don’t say that to be trite. This fucking thing is created by my sisters for supernatural reasons and uses. Not kidding, this thing sent them to Heaven, their special reward for enduring, having constant sex with Tom, the candidate who also endured months of it.” Then I chimed in. “When I was at the dairy human girls came to me and were interested because the word on the street was what I am, The Lover Of Goddesses; I was completely safe to use. And ours was the only dairy anywhere like that.” And in a strange response to having my balls squeezed I formed a mental picture of Rose’s sisters being propelled through the Cosmos in an ejaculation burst, like persons being shot from a canon loaded with penises. I looked at Rose and muttered, “Transition, oh, right, yeah.”

I returned my focus to Kathy hoping to convince her as Rose continued to aim me at her. Then I remembered a demonstration Rose’s sister Branch used me for. I was made to hyper-ejaculate using a stunt man as an aggressor attacker. The idea was about home security with me on duty nights.

It was simple enough. Branch reached in through to my anus control center in order to go off really explosively. Of course the stunt guy got knocked-flying and that was that. It was really a senseless exercise but I loved showing off. Yet, right now, I thought scaring Kathy like that in the kitchen wasn’t appropriate, even though I loved thinking about it.

“No Rose. Kathy is going to fuck me. Aren’t you Kathy. I promise to make it the best ever. And I’ll be sensitive letting you talk your way along. You’ll be in charge. No surprises.” Then I continued to babble.

“Anyway, Linda and Gale were college veterinarian students practicing their skills, giving me shots with a syringe after I was hot fire branded, antibiotics, pain meds. They had heard about me from their friend Betty who had already had sex with me out in a leased pasture. So, of course, Linda and Gale did me in the loafing shed before anybody came by, just for starters. We really made love. They were great! They believed me, how I’m infertile and I told them to taste my gizem. Their eyes it up and ate more and more of it sucking on me before admitting they had doubts before. ‘It’s simply not semen,’ I said. It’s more a dessert that won’t hurt anything. I told them about the bubbles, vast amounts. So, they fucked me wonderfully until the local vet came by and was seriously interested in our experiment.

They came back that evening later after milking and we did it for like an hour or more in the milking parlor. We all went to the farm house for supper naked and the owner’s wife loved it. Then added, she would fuck me too. It was eventually a four way.

With human girl friends doing me I felt complete, making love in service to mankind, and then fucking the supernatural otherwise constantly. Somehow it seemed to be both sinning but absolving myself at the same time, balance. Because there was real connection (my dick) with the supernatural, I was taught up then caught up in doing the parochial school religious stuff. Except my doing the religious supernatural stuff wasn’t just faith, hardly. It was actual cunnilingus, sucking and fucking galore with an arm shoved up my ass.

“And Betty was the first ever human to make love to me. Based on her, I assumed human girls, all, to be also great lovers. I wasn’t disappointed. And I believe that, given the honest relief I’m totally safe, human girls turn on a passion they otherwise simply would never have. That and the whole package included, it’s supernatural sex.

“We made love all over the place that day, Betty and I. Me, a recent virgin, made love like I was guided by the stars. And I think it was my sister nymphs having influence on those human girls. That’s always a thing with my life then and now.

“And then, there was the serious dairy inspector who became acquainted with me. She got real serious in her official mode and said “I’m required to see a trial service, to make sure he, it, is qualified to do the work because your livestock has two legs instead of four.”