0 comments/ 171679 views/ 68 favorites His Pregnant Lover By: mangrove jack Dave was happy as he strolled towards the local supermarket. He needed a few things to top up his stores and was trying to remember them all. It had started to rain about an hour ago and the pavers in front of the supermarket were slippery especially those that lay on a slope. As Dave took his time navigating through the shopping crowd he saw out of the corner of his eye a rather tall young woman slip and fall heavily. She lay awkwardly struggling to get up. Dave moved to help; immediately noticing her large belly, she was pregnant. “Can I help?” Dave asked, as he knelt beside her. She looked up and he saw tears in her eyes. “I think I may have hurt myself, my stomach is very sore.” she cried as she grabbed his out stretched hand. “I can’t see my groceries, what am I going to do.” “Don’t worry,” Dave assured her, “I will get your groceries, let’s look after you first.” He lifted her up and helped her to a nearby bench. Sitting her down, he went and retrieved her groceries and brought them back. “Now lets have a look at you, will I call an Ambulance?” No, No, I don’t want an ambulance; they’re too expensive, I will be right if I sit here for a moment.” She cried. Dave checked her over, she had grazed her elbow and her knee was bleeding. He took his handkerchief and wiped her arms and legs, as he did he studied her closely. She was very young, and very pregnant, with big soft brown eyes, she had the warm sexy glow of motherhood, she was quite beautiful. His cock sat up and took an interest, when he noticed that the legs he was wiping were legs to die for. Dave tried to hide the lump in his jeans. “Now you just sit there, while I bring you a coffee. You’ll feel better after a rest.” She smiled at him “you are very kind, you really are going to much trouble for a stranger.” “I will be all right; I will just sit here for a while.” Dave bought coffee and sat with her. “Do you want some help to your car?” He asked “I don’t have a car, I will get the bus when I feel a little better.” she replied quietly. Dave offered his hand “My names Dave, I will drive you home if you like? “Oh no that would be too much trouble and I don’t really know you.” Then she blushed and said “I didn’t mean to be rude I’m Annabelle. I am sorry if I insulted you. I must thank you for your help. I don’t know what I would have done without you.” Dave sat for a while, and then said “you just rest here, while I do my shopping. When I come back, I will get you home.” “Don’t worry” she whispered “I will be ok, thanks again for your help.” Dave spent some time shopping. When he returned she was still there. He could tell she was in some pain from her strained appearance. H e went and got his Jeep drove as close to her as possible then ignoring her objections picked her up and sat her in the jeep. “Don’t argue with me, I’m taking you to the local hospital, it’s free,” he said as they drove away. At the hospital, he again picked her up like a baby and carried her into emergency. Once inside nurses rushed to help, they obviously thought he was her husband, telling him to sit outside and wait for his wife. He was sitting dozing, when a nurse approached and called him Mr Johnson, “your wife is ok, more importantly the doctor says the babies ok, and your wife will be out in a moment.” A few minutes later Annabelle was escorted out to sit beside him. “Matron will be out in a moment” the nurse said as she left. Dave smiled at Annabelle, “they think I’m your husband,” she grabbed his hand, “I’m sorry, I didn’t tell them you were.” “Hey don’t get upset I would be proud to be the expectant father,” Dave exclaimed squeezing her fingers. Just then matron arrived smiling when she saw them holding hands, “Bring you wife back tomorrow at 9am sharp, and look after her please, give her a good body massage tonight. You are both lucky she didn’t do real damage.” Annabelle started to speak but Dave broke in “thank you for your help we will be here.” When they were back in the jeep, Annabelle angrily asked “why did you promise for me to be there at 9 am tomorrow. I can’t get a bus before 9.30. Why didn’t we tell them you are not my husband?” Dave replied “Look, it would have been embarrassing for you to try to explain to them, that I was a complete stranger especially when they saw us holding hands.” “Any way there is no need for them to know.” “Don’t worry about tomorrow I will get you there.” Dave drove her home and carried her into the unit. The rooms were sparsely and poorly furnished. She was embarrassed and started to cry.” I don’t know what I am going to do; my husband has shifted here for work as a sub contractor. He works hard but doesn’t seem to be interested in me or the baby.” “He comes home drunk after dark every night and leaves very early.” “We haven’t made any friends.” “I don’t have any relatives here.” “We don’t have much money.” “We fight all the time.” Tears welled in her beautiful brown eyes. “He hasn’t made love to me since I became pregnant. He says I am ugly with a fat belly.” Her voice was getting louder and louder, “oh God, what are we going to do? What am I going to do?” Dave took her in his arms and cuddled her close, “Don’t worry I will help, it will all work out.” She looked up at him with her tear stained eyes as he leant forward and kissed her. She started to pull away, said “No” but kissed him back. “Nothing is going to happen to you I will make sure it doesn’t” Dave reassured her. “You’re beautiful; to my eyes you’re more beautiful because of your baby.” “Mother Hood makes a woman sexier, more feminine. I love mothers and I am going to love you and I am going to make love to you.” He kissed her, his tongue entering her mouth, his hands slowly massaging her back, and then her full breasts. Annabelle returned his kisses, her tongue entered his mouth, as she surrendered; All of a sudden her juices flowed, she wanted sex, she had been deprived for too long. Her brain was saying “this is cheating, beware.” But her body was saying “Just do it!” As she relaxed and gave in, Dave knew he could do anything he wanted with her, or to her. Annabelle studied him closely. He was exactly what she needed, some one to love, someone who would love her, “Bugger the consequences.” she moaned. Dave was all fingers and thumbs as he unbuttoned the front of her dress. Opening her bra he stepped back to admire her body. She was breath taking. Over six foot of succulent womanhood, ripe with her pregnancy. Her bodily odours sent wonderful messages to his brain. He sucked one ample breast into his mouth, running his tongue around and lapping under her milky nipple, his tongue circling her nipple until it started to leak. “Mothers milk?” he asked. She nodded “yes.” He sucked enthusiastically. His mind was full of wonder; this was nature at work creating food for the baby she was carrying. She pulled his head down to her other breast “they’ve both been neglected” she whispered. As he sucked, he ran his hands down over her backside; his finger teased her anus, “I `m going to fuck you” he whispered. “Not there” she replied. She was blushing, but her eyes could not hide her urgency, “I am seven months pregnant.” “I want you in me, you can fill my pussy.” “I need loving. Please be gentle. Take your time.” “I am going to take my time; I want to fuck you in every way. I have always dreamed of fucking a pregnant woman. Now I have the chance I will fuck you and fuck you, until you tell me you can take no more.” Dave answered. He laid her gently on the bed and kissed down from her heavy tits, licking her firm belly, tonguing her belly button, then kissing and licking on and on until his tongue circled her pussy. She moaned grabbing the hair on the back of his head grinding her pussy hard into his mouth. Dave slipped his tongue in and out of her wet warm pussy, his hands stroking her ass cheeks, his finger rimming her arse Her nub seemed to expand, he took it in his teeth nipping and sucking as she struggled and bucked, her moans of pleasure became louder and louder “oh! Oh! That’s so good so good” she screamed out loud. Her screams startled Dave. “For Christ sake, cut that out, remember the neighbours, they know your husband is not home. Come on we must be careful” Annabelle took no notice. After seven months celibacy, she was like a kid in a lolly shop, she was kissing and nipping his nipples; her hands were squeezing his balls and playing with his arse. She pushed her pussy into his face, grinding it around so that he was covered in her secretions. He in turn couldn’t get enough of her hard firm belly; he stroked it, licked it, and kissed it. He laid his head down listening for the baby, and then taking his penis in his hand, he asked Annabelle to stroke and kiss it until he was ready to come. When he did blow his bolt, he sprayed it over her, and then proceeded to massage her tits, and belly, with his cum. “That’s the massage matron told me to give you,” he laughed. Annabelle rolled over on her knees pointing her brown rosebud at him and said “now try my arse, darling.” David pushed forward and entered her from behind, “you were right before, why waste such a perfectly good opportunity to fuck your pussy, when I can do your arse later.” “Yes fuck my pussy” she whispered looking back over her shoulder. He leant on her back, like a rutting dog on a bitch. He had never even kissed a pregnant woman before, the experience was mind blowing. He wished the baby was his. He fucked her vigorously, using his two hands to massage and milk her tits. When milk started to flow, he flipped her around, so he could drink from her natural mother’s formulae. A low moan of delight escaped from Annabelle’s lips. He sucked and bit on her hardened nipple to keep milk flowing. He slipped out of her, still sucking on her ample milky tits. Annabelle looked around as she gathered her breath; she could not believe what she was doing. “My god,” she moaned, “I am seven months pregnant. I’m about to be a mother, and her I am lying in the arms of a stranger after being fucked and fucked.” She cried out loud, “I’m a cheating slut!” “Christ the neighbours will see your jeep they’ll know.” Dave took her in his arms, “You shouldn’t even think like that, you have been neglected and ignored. A mother carrying a baby should be entitled to care and respect.” A pregnant mother needs to be loved” Dave added earnestly. Time had flown. As they lay back in each others arms they looked at the clock. It was 6 pm. They had been making love for hours. She kissed him, over and over again “Thank you that was marvellous; you have made me feel like a woman again. She was clearly starting to cool down from their sexual frenzy, starting to worry and feel guilty. She rolled off the bed and stood looking down at him, she leant down kissing him. “Move your car out of the driveway so the neighbours won’t see it when they come home.” He slipped on his pants and shifted the car down the street. I didn’t see anyone, he reported when he returned. She was moving around the room still in the nude. He marvelled at her long legs, her ample firm tits, her great bum, her deep black shiny hair. He was more and more drawn to her extended mothering belly. He was stunned by the sheer beauty that pregnancy brings to a woman. He just couldn’t get enough of her “Come here sweetheart and sit on my lap so I can stroke that belly and play with your tits.” She came and sat on his lap, then began wriggling on his growing erection. “I need to have your horn in me.” She whispered. She stood up holding him in place and sat down again this time with him fully inside her. With Annabelle bouncing on his lap, he started to tweak her nipples and massage her boobs. “Oh darling that’s beautiful” she moaned. “I love what you are doing to my tits and what your pricks doing to my pussy.” I can’t believe I have gone with out sex for so long. I love to fuck and suck. I have missed it so. She kissed him “Now I have found me a lover, I can’t get enough.” Dave was over the moon. “I don’t know why your husband hasn’t been fucking you every day.” “I would.” He said “You are beautiful; your tits are so sensitive. As soon as I touch them they grow hard. Your nipple extends, and you start to leak. I love to rub your milk and my cum on your baby filled tummy” he explained. You’re a darling she whispered “I can’t begin to describe how your words turn me on.” I can’t get enough of you. I want to go with you; I wish it was your baby. “Why didn’t I find you before?” Annabelle whispered He grabbed her face in his two hands and said, “Being pregnant makes you sexier.” “Move in with me and I will keep you pregnant all the time” She sat up, looking at him, and said “You must think I’m a slut but I’m not!” “When I went out this morning “I would never have believed that I would be sitting naked, with a complete strangers cock in my hands let alone happily being fucked silly in my lounge” “Oh David, I really can’t get enough of you.” He couldn’t control his emotions, he wanted more of her, in fact all of her. “There is far too much talk and not enough loving” he complained. She rolled on to her back and spread her legs moaning “Yes you’re right, let’s fix that right now. I want you in me now… come on put it in now” “Oh! Yes! Yes!” she cried, as he struggled to overcome her belly and push into her. Her legs came up and locked around him. She started easing him in, then riding him faster, until she could feel him build to a climax and cum inside her As his dick gradually lost its stiffness and went limp, she let it slide out and cradled him to her breasts, placing a nipple in his mouth, and nursed him like a baby. Within minutes Annabelle started to squirm as his sucking and nibbling on her nipple was turning her on again “My goodness, I didn’t think I could be so horny,”she said thinking out loud. She went on “As we made love this afternoon I have worked out what has been upsetting me recently. My pregnancy has made me extremely horny.” My dork of a husband has refused to have sex when I need it most. He couldn’t see I really needed love.” “Come here lover” she said rubbing her breasts as she reached to grab Dave’s cock “My god you really are a randy bitch” Dave moaned as she fed him into her mouth and cupped his balls in her hands. Time had sped by, and they were taken by surprise when Headlights turned into the driveway. “Christ it’s my husband, he’s home early, she cried rushing around pulling on her dress and tidying up “Quick grab your clothes and sneak out the front, he will come in the back.” Dave propped “Why don’t I stay and tell him I `m taking you home with me” “Oh god don’t make a scene” Annabelle cried, As she pushed him towards the front door. They heard his footsteps on the back stairs, “Please get out. Quick, get out.” She urged. Completely nude with his clothes over his arm he kissed her vigorously “I will see you in the morning.” He meant it. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 02 Annabelle bustled around the house after her husband left for work; she had never felt so good in months Yesterday with Dave had restored her faith in her self. Her self esteem which had gradually been destroyed by her husband’s indifference and his insults had been given a tremendous boost by Dave’s attention and loving gentle ways. “I hope he wasn’t lying when he said he would help me to get to the maternal and child welfare clinic today,” she thought as she liberally applied her favourite perfume. Dave had promised the doctor that she would be there on time. There was no public transport and taxis were too expensive for her limited budget. She would have told the doctor that she couldn’t make it, but Dave insisted. Her heart skipped a beat as she thought how important his promise was to her. Would he turn up to take her, a married woman heavily pregnant to a clinic, or would he wake up this morning and just forget her. Had he just used her as a cheap screw and would he now disappear. “I’m sure he won’t come back to my ugly bloated body” she moaned to herself. She was becoming more and more agitated, working herself into a nervous state. Her mind was dreaming up all sorts of dreadful scenarios, when she heard a vehicle turn into her driveway. She ran to the door as Dave jumped out of his Jeep and ran up the stairs. “Thank god” she cried. Dave was stunned to see Annabelle was crying, her eyes were red, tears were running down her face as she pulled him in and closed the door. It did not take him long to discover that she had worked her self into a highly nervous state worrying whether he would turn up. He kissed her long and hard, his hands running over her body his voice soothing her nerves, settling her down, finally making her realise how silly it was to get upset. “I’m here, I’m here,” he whispered, as he led her to the bedroom. “Your body is not ugly it’s beautiful,” he crooned as he helped her out of her clothes and sat her on the bed. He knelt between her legs and stroked her belly and her full breasts. When she relaxed he leant her back till she lay on the bed, then placed her legs on his shoulders and proceeded to make love to her wide open cunt with his tongue and fingers. Within minutes all of Annabelle’s fears and worries had disappeared. She felt her body respond to his tongue. Her legs tightened around his ears, she was lifting her bottom up from the bed arching her back to gain every extra inch of his tongue. Her breathing was getting heavier; she could feel her cunt getting wetter as she moaned out loud and came all over his face. Dave raised himself up on his knees and looked up at Annabelle stretched out panting on the bed. “You’ve got nothing to worry about other than preparing for the clinic,” he told her as he leant to take a nipple in his mouth.” “When the clinic is over I’m taking you back to my houseboat. I’m going to prove that last night was not the last you will see and feel of me,” he said as he swatted her on the bum and helped her into the shower. They were late at the clinic. Mainly because Dave had decided to join her in the shower, “to make sure everything was ok.” At the clinic Dave was introduced to two young mothers who had no partners, as well as few accompanied by their mothers and one or two by their husbands. He could tell he was the topic of conversation as mothers who had attended the clinic previously with Annabelle asked about her new escort. “Can I tell them who you are and how you have helped me?” she whispered to Dave. “Of course! Tell them the truth,” he said. We have nothing to hide I’m proud to be here with you.” “Tell them that I love what pregnancy does to a woman’s body. Pregnancy makes her more beautiful. Tell them they’re so beautiful I would like to take them all home with me.” He laughed. Throughout the morning Dave while sitting in the waiting room, talked to most of the mothers and some of their escorts. Those attending without any support responded quickly to his warm friendly approach. By mid morning they were no longer a group of individuals worrying that everything was going well with their pregnancy. They were like a big family. They had all introduced themselves and were swapping stories, comparing the problems of their pregnancy and making friends. They were laughing and chatting noisily when Matron returned. “You should come here every day,” she said to Dave. “I’ve never seen this place so full of happy smiling mothers to be.” Dave took the opportunity to study matron. Probably in her mid thirties, she was short about five foot four, with short curly blonde hair. Dave mused to himself “that’s a body that had been cared for.” He wet his lips as he studied her perky tits. They overfilled her uniform pushing hard against the material. “More than a mouthful,” he thought. Dave liked long legs but he thought “I could make an exception if matron wants to wrap her short athletic legs around me.” Matron spied him studying her and slipped him a wink. “Flirting with Matron?” Annabelle asked as she approached Dave with two young mothers. “I need to talk to you,” she whispered. “Were you fooling, or did you mean it when you said you would love to take them all home with you?” She asked. “Well I was fooling when I said all of them.” He joked. “Why, did I do something wrong?” “No, oh no,” she said quickly, “you have been marvellous, they all love you, especially Matron.” “A couple of the girl’s live in a hostel; their families dumped them when they discovered they were pregnant,” Annabelle explained. “I suspect that at least that two or three others are like me living in a shitty flat, with a husband to busy or to stupid to see we need a lot of loving as we go through our pregnancy.” “Can I offer to help them?” Annabelle asked. Dave blushed, “Well I really want to get you on your own.” “But if you like, you can invite anyone who needs help or just a little companionship back to my houseboat.” “I work at nights fishing, but I’m always home after I finish with the markets each morning. I have nothing much to do all day, and would like company especially yours, he said with a grin as he hugged her to him.” Eventually Dave drove back to the house boat with Annabelle, Donna and Betsy the two girls from the hostel. They marvelled at his houseboat. It’s so big they cried. “It’s got all the mod cons,” Dave said, as he proudly showed them around. “It has a great front deck and a BBQ area on the roof.” “With 2 Bedrooms, a good bathroom, a large lounge kitchen area, it’s got a ton of room for a boat. It’s connected to cable TV and power and water from the shore, so it lacks nothing.” Dave sat back as the three girls bustled around making tea and coffee and discovering where everything was stored. Eventually they settled in the lounge on the floor at his feet. “We would like to thank you Dave,” Donna said as she moved over to lean against his legs. “Yes what can we do to repay your kindness?” Betsy asked moving to sit on the other side of his legs on the floor. Annabelle who sat laying along the lounge her back resting on Dave with her legs up on the lounge announced, “He loves a cuddle.” “He’s great at rubbing cream and oil on you belly to keep your skin soft. He loves big fat pregnant bellies. He loves mother’s milk. He’s also a horny bugger so be careful what you offer,” she laughed as Dave tickled her. “That’s enough!” he said. “You don’t have to offer anything to thank me.” “Annabelle’s right I do love your pregnant bellies.” He blushed, when Annabelle cried out, “Don’t deny it you are a horny bugger, I can tell you from personal experience girls; he is a warm and considerate lover.” “Seriously Dave, she said as she kissed him, “you are a godsend.” “These girls will come to realise what your friendship and help can mean to a lonely pregnant woman,” she predicted. Betsy sat up raising her voice to break in over Annabelle. “Just coming here today has made me feel safe and secure.” “Lying in the sun on the carpet is heaven compared with my bed in the dormitory at the Hostel.” Donna looked at Dave, “Can we stay?” She squealed with delight when Dave answered, “Of course.” “Maybe you should keep your rooms at the Hostel and use this during the daytime,” he cautioned. Annabelle could see Dave was overwhelmed at the prospect, of three pregnant women occupying his boat. She kissed him vigorously, then opened her nursing bra and freed her full breasts, taking his head in her hands she said, “He’s very good at relieving milk pressure.” Donna and Betsy’s eyes popped as she pushed an enlarged nipple into Dave’s mouth. Dave was embarrassed at this public exhibition, but his embarrassment quickly disappeared as he went to work seeking a milk flow from her copious breast. Annabelle laid back her heart beating wildly as Dave’s mouth sucked deep and hard to get her milk flowing. She shuddered as his hand pushed up under her skirt and his finger found its way to stroke her moist hole. She groaned out loud as his finger stroked her clit, suddenly remembering Donna and Betsy she looked around to find that they were both watching. She pushed Dave’s head back in embarrassment. “What’s up?” Dave stammered as he sat up. “Oh hell Dave behave, I forgot we had visitors.” Betsy moved over beside the lounge, “No don’t stop we’ll go if your embarrassed, it was so lovely to watch how Dave was enjoying your breasts and your body.” I have never seen anything like it.” She gave a little cry, “Dave is so kind, it makes me realise how rough my boyfriend was when he was with me.” “Even though Dave wasn’t touching me, I felt as though I was part of it, a really beautiful feeling had crept over me.” Donna joined in, “please doesn’t stop, do it some more Dave,” she urged. Dave didn’t know what to do; he was embarrassed loving Annabelle in front of the others. He was so horny he felt his cock would burst; he didn’t want to stop now that both he and Annabelle were worked up. Annabelle solved the situation “take us home Dave,” she suggested. “By the time you take us home, you will have to get ready for work.” “We will all join you here in the morning” Next morning Dave made sure he and Annabelle fucked before he picked up the girls from the hostel. Donna was suffering from morning sickness, she had been reaching, and her eyes were red and puffy. “Put her in the bath Dave,” Annabelle ordered, “she needs to get rid of that sick smell or she will not get over it.” Dave thought how things in his life had changed as he helped Donna undress. It was only a few days since he helped Annabelle at the supermarket. Those few days had changed him from a lonely fisherman to one whose life was full of pregnant women. “Three pregnant women, to be precise,” he thought. He grinned as he thought how they had taught him to slowly massage and rub oil over their fat stomachs and their stretched skin. He was off in dreamland recalling the last few days full of young vibrant women who paraded around his house boat in a state of semi nudity, leaving him with a perpetual horn. He was brought back to reality when Donna asked him to help her stand up so she could wash her hips and rear. “I love you Dave,” Donna told him as he held her and helped her remove any evidence of her morning sickness. “I love you too sweetheart,” he responded for he did love them all. She stood quiet in his arms as he dried her with a warm towel, “are you horny Dave?” she asked with a sly smile. He blushed and tried to make a joke of it, “I’m always horny nowadays,” he replied, “Why do you ask?” “Well I can see the tent in your shorts and it’s rubbed against me a few times.” “I’m horny too you know, I watch you with Annabelle and I love it when you oil my belly.” “I want you to suck my breasts,” she ducked her head down to whisper in his ear, “I would love you to fuck me.” Dave started to stutter a reply when Annabelle who had been standing outside asked, “What’s up Dave?” “I asked him to fuck me,” Donna said. “Betsy and I hear you two and we can’t help getting horny.” “Remember we were getting regular sex until we fell pregnant and our partners pissed off.” “Being pregnant has made me all the hornier. My fingers help a little, but I’m frustrated.” Her eyes never left Annabelle’s face as she continued. “I don’t like plastic dicks. So lets be honest, I would love for Dave to fuck me, but I don’t want to cause trouble.” “What do you think Dave?” Annabelle Asked. “Oh shit! I love you all but you were my first, I wouldn’t want to do anything to upset you,” He replied. Annabelle led them out into the lounge where Betsy lay nude on the carpet in the sun. “Cover up sweetie” she said as she told Dave and Donna to join Betsy on the floor. “I’m sorry Annabelle I don’t want to cause any trouble,” Donna said as they sat down. “Dave was helping me in the bath when I noticed the lump in his pants, I watched it grow bigger as he helped wash me, I can’t deny it, it made me horny.” “What’s up is something wrong?” Betsy asked. “No love, nothings wrong, just something that we all knew must eventually come up, has finally happened,” Annabelle said as she settled Betsy down. “Look you all know I’m married and that I go home to my husband every night. Well I’ve been thinking of leaving him. I was going to ask Dave could I move in with him.” Dave started to respond but she stopped him. “I haven’t, because of you two. I didn’t want to ruin the wonderful arrangement we have here.” “You have both blossomed since you came here; all those frowns and worried looks have disappeared.” “You are two very different women now.” “So I didn’t want to do or say anything to ruin that.” “But now I think its time to confront the issue.” Annabelle turned to Dave. “I want you to be brutally frank and honest with us.” “I want to move in permanently with you.” “I haven’t asked the other two, but I’m sure they would love to move in too.” “Do you want three permanent lovers?” she asked. Before Dave could answer Betsy gave a laugh, “oh say yes, please.” Giggling she looked up at Dave “do you want three mothers?” “Don’t forget me,” Donna announced, “I’m still horny, do you want three sex fiends?” When the laughter died down they all turned to Dave who was overwhelmed by it all. “Do you think it will work” he asked. As he spoke he thought of life with three lively women as compared with his solitary life in the past. “We will make it work if you want us?” Annabelle said as she pulled him to her and kissed him. Dave looked at the three of them they were all looking at him. He could see the hope in their eyes. “Will you be jealous?” he asked. “You know it might sound ok, but three women sharing a single man may lead to trouble.” “It won’t be trouble because its you we will share,” Donna argued as she rose and stood looking down at them. She turned to Dave. “Come on Dave no more foxing do you agree?” “Yes I want you all,” he replied with a sigh. He was swamped by the three of them as they rolled him on the floor and covered him with kisses and hugs. Afternoon turned into night. Dave didn’t even think of going fishing. Annabelle rang her husband and never went home. Betsy and Donna never returned to the hostel until the next day. Some time during the night he remembered that the girls pulled the sheets and blankets off the bed to cover him while he rested. They fucked and sucked and played with each other stroking and admiring their bodies. The boat was filled with laughter as they talked and told the stories of their lives. Annabelle had sat up early in the night and said lets lay down some ground rules. There are only two bedrooms. The king sized bed is Dave’s, one of us…” “Or more” Donna added with a giggle. Annabelle shushed her and continued, “One of us will share it with him.” “The other two will take the twin beds in the second bedroom.” “No rules tonight” Betsy sighed as she pulled Dave’s head down so he could try to milk her firm hard tits. Betsy was right they needed no rules as they loved each other. Dave found himself being patted stroked and helped as he mounted one then the other. At first he was embarrassed as they lay watching him bring Betsy to a screeching orgasm. But he quickly learnt that they all wanted him and were prepared to wait, and then work to get his attention. His body and especially his prick had never been so pampered. At one stage each of the girls dropped off to sleep leaving an amazed Dave to relive the night’s proceedings. Betsy the youngest was the noisiest lover. Early in the night the others had resorted to muffling her screams lest the people in the apartments on shore thought someone was being murdered. She was only nineteen and her first boyfriend had got her pregnant before dumping her. She clung to Dave at every opportunity kissing him and cuddling close. “I was scared,” she told him, “but now I’ve got you I’m not worried any more.” Donna was the ultimate fuck; she rode him and then made him ride her. She told him what to do. She controlled their bodies with her legs and arms and when she was ready her cunt closed on his prick milking it dry. Dave told her that in another age she would have been a courtesan, or a spy. “Mata Hairi would have nothing on you;” “No man could fail to fall under your spell,” he laughed. When she asked him what he meant. Then there was Annabelle. Just thinking of her made him feel all soft except between the legs where the sight of Annabelle’s ample charms had an instant reaction. “Oh my god” he thought. “I now know what they mean when they say I’ve died and gone to heaven.” His thoughts were disturbed by Donna whispering “are you awake?” as she ran her fingers over his bum and started to stroke his ever ready prick. Donna was insatiable; she led him into the bedroom where she had him lie down. “I’m going to turn you into the most wonderful lover in the world” she told him as she ran her hands down his body. “You’ve got a great body. Those years of fishing in the fresh open air have made you one good looking guy.” “You’re well hung,” she said as she took his prick and kissed it. “I’m going to teach you how to fuck so a woman will always want more.” “When I’m finished with you they will be queuing up to fuck you,” she said as she lowered her cunt on to his prick. Dave was astounded when under Donna’s tuition he reached heights of passion that he had never experience in his limited sex life. What her mouth did to his prick whilst his head was between her legs in a sixty niner made him realise he had a lot to learn. “Lessons will be fun,” he thought. Next morning they made arrangements to gather their gear and move in permanently. “This house boat will not be big enough, especially when the babies arrive,” Dave told them as they sat eating breakfast. “I have a hut on an island up the river where I do most of my netting.” Last year I bought the lease on the little island. It’s very quiet and has its own sandy beach. I have a generator and a spear pump. The drinking water from the pump is beautiful.” “My hut is really a big shed but we could turn it into a comfortable place to live and use the house boat as our town house. “Let’s jump in my fishing boat and slip up there.” “If you like it we will do it up and use it.” “It will be a great place for kids,” he said as he eyed their swollen bodies. “I am sure it will be a better place to make kids,” Donna said as she hugged him tight. “You can stay at night by all means, but it may be better if two of you stayed together and arrived before dark.” His Pregnant Lover Ch. 03 The trip up the river was hilarious. Three pregnant women in various stages of their pregnancy and various stages of undress lay all over Dave's old fishing boat as it chugged up river against the tide. His best mate Charlie stopped repairing nets as they motored up to the fish board wharf to refuel. "Christ Dave their all up the duff, is that all your work?" he asked with a grin. His question fired up Donna, she wrapped herself around Dave as he finished tying up. She moaned out loud so Charlie could hear, "Come on lover it's at least an hour since we've had one, let's do it." Betsy waking up to what Donna was doing sang out, "Not her Dave, it's my turn." Laughing at the look on Charlie's face Dave joined in, "not now girls, wait till we're underway, so Charlie can't watch." Charlie was now standing with his mouth open staring as Betsy and Donna bare foot and obviously pregnant pranced around teasing Dave. They in turn knowing they had captured Charlie's full attention put on a show. They both rubbed against Dave, talking suggestively whilst giving Charlie tantalising glimpses of their boobs. Unbeknown to Dave women from the processing staff sitting in the sun along the other side of the shed out of his view witnessed the exchange. Their catcalls and laughter rang in his ears as he finished refuelling. "Well Dave," Annabelle said as they pulled away from the wharf, "That's made your reputation as a stud." At the island Dave ferried them ashore in his dinghy landing them on the soft white sandy beach. They made their way to what Dave had called his hut. "It's big" Annabelle exclaimed as he unlocked the door and let them in. "It's massive but it's got no dividing walls inside, it's just like a big barn," Donna squealed as she danced around on the concrete floor. "It's been here for years I've rebuilt it and extended as a place to store my gear and a place to sleep, when I stay up her after bream in the winter," Dave explained. "It's really quite comfortable for a barn," Annabelle said as she inspected his open fire place and the pots on their swinging metal arms. "Well its not lined or sealed, but it will have very high ceilings if I finish it off into rooms," Dave explained as he started the generator and pumped water into the tank. "Look let me get the fire going and boil the Billy." "I'll make a pot of tea and we can sit out at my net table and discuss whether we want to try living here." While Dave chopped wood and got the fire going the three girls prowled around making plans. When he next checked to see what they were doing they had found some old paper and a pencil and had started to draw up ideas. Dave could hear them talking about rooms and furniture when he finally brought out cups of steaming tea and coffee and joined them. As he sat down he took control. "Right let me give you a few facts." "We are two and half miles up river from the major tourist centre. You can see the buildings in the distance on a clear day. The city's lights are easier to see at night." "The river divides here; this island sits in the middle as the river flows around both sides." "There is a little fishing village about half a mile across the river from the rear of our island. We own the whole island. Some of it is swamp, this sandy ridge and beach is the best of it." "It's secluded, protected from the winds by those trees. You really have to drop around here on the north easterly side to find my camp. The main channel runs along the far deep west bank so not many boats come near this little cove." "There is no town water or electricity. I supply my own with a big old 240 volt generator and a spear pump. I installed septic tanks when I rebuilt, so our waste does not pollute the river." "I have bought a few solar panels but haven't installed them yet. When I install them and a wind generator I probably won't need to run the old generator very often. That will make it a lot quieter." He started to grin. "As the head of my family with three pregnant wives my major worry would be health care." "I've thought of how we could overcome the difficulty of getting you to a doctor or hospital in a hurry." "As long as the weathers ok, I can ferry you over to the village in my dinghy." "If the weathers bad the state government's emergency service helicopter and the helicopter run by the life savers could land here on an area cleared on the salt flats." "I have a marine radio, but if we want to live here I will get one of those satellite phones. Your mobile phones may work ok." "I take my catch to the fish market early most mornings so shopping would not be a problem." "Around the back I have a cold room for my catch. It works well when I run the generator. It will keep food in good condition." He sat back and sipped his tea. "Well what do you think?" They all started to talk at once until Annabelle raised her voice and told them to "shut up!" "Right oh Betsy; you're the youngest you're first." "I love it" Betsy cried. She produced the piece of paper they had been working on. "Look we have paced out some areas in the barn and we think we could have four or five bedrooms." She looked at Dave, "You would have your own room if we could convert and use that upstairs area, where you store nets at the end of the barn as the master bedroom, it would need stairs and a rail but it would be very big." Annabelle looked at him "how much will it cost to make it liveable?" she asked. About 50 grand if we do it all at once, but if we do some ourselves it will be a lot less," Dave replied. He could see the looks of dismay on their faces and quickly went on "Don't worry about the money. I have fished for years and until I bought that houseboat I haven't spent much, it's all in the bank." "I have enough to pay for the work and a lot more." He turned to Donna, "you haven't said anything what do you think." "I made up my mind while you were lighting the fire. All we need now is to christen it." "What are you going to do to christen it?" he asked. The three girls burst out laughing. "I'm disappointed you had to ask," Donna told him. "My god you've got a wicked grin," Dave exclaimed as Donna stuck out her tongue and asked, "Can we all roll up in from of the fire tonight while we love you?" When he didn't answer she quickly made up his mind for him. "You will find out that my grins not the only thing about me that's wicked," Donna cried as she grabbed the girls and said, "We'll get the blankets off the boat, while you set up an area in the barn in front of the fire where we can christen the hut." As they settled together on the floor in front of the open fire Annabelle hushed them and said "we have to clear something up Dave." "In a few months their will be three kids here, I heard you refer to us as your three wives before. How are we going to explain your new family?" "You're my wives, I can't marry you but I will treat you as my wives." he said. "Donna and Betsy are single, you're married. None of the past matters. We are all equal, while you want to stay with me you can, if you want to leave you just leave." "I will look after you as best I can." "You're my family." "I don't care what people think, the best thing here on the island is there are no neighbours." "That's good," Donna giggled, "they won't hear Betsy scream when she comes." "Or your moans," Betsy added. Later Dave was to remember that conversation as Betsy settled down to sit on him with his prick firmly embedded in her cunt. "We've got to get mirrors," she moaned. "I love to watch your prick going in and out of my cunt and my mouth." "No mirrors tonight, but we'll get some for you room," said Donna as she lay on her side watching as Betsy started to move her body slowly. She could hear Dave grunting as Betsy quickened her pace. Betsy's squeals and Dave's grunts made her nipples harden. Without thinking her hands automatically moved to massage her swelling breasts. Betsy looked over and saw Donna raise her hands to fondle her breasts. She winked at Donna, "Pinch my tits Dave," she moaned as she bucked her body vigorously. "Slow down or he'll never catch them," Donna giggled. "My god you're terrible" Betsy cried, "I don't mind you watching or joining in but don't lie there criticising." "I'm waiting to hear you come" Donna replied. "I wonder how far they will hear your screams down the river." Dave grinned as he listened to them. He could feel his sperm start to boil as Betsy rode him hard, her cunt muscles closing in to milk his dick. He groaned "I can't hold out much longer I'm going to come." "Hang on," Betsy urged, "wait for me." Her cunt seemed to relax as her movements grew wilder and she started to emit a high pitched groan. "Here she comes" yelled Donna, "listen to this." Dave gripped Betsy's hips, his hands slipping in the sweat that covered her body. He struggled to hold her tight as he arched his back and pushed up trying to sink every inch of his prick into her young fat cunt. Betsy's screams of delight woke Annabelle, "my god you two, are you still fucking him, you'll kill him if your not careful." "What a way to go," Donna crooned as she leant over and kissed Dave. "Come over here lover I'll clean you up," she said as she moved to find his limp prick. Dave lay back as Donna `s mouth enveloped his prick. He shook his head amazed as he thought of the night's events. Annabelle was his security blanket, she loved to just hold him in her arms and cuddle him. She loved to have him suck her swollen tits until milk flowed. Donna and Betsy were insatiable, they took turns to suck his limp prick back to life and then they would laugh as they treated him to a smorgasbord of loving. "How would you like to fuck?" Donna asked as his prick betrayed his tired body and stood to attention once again? "How would I like to fuck" he thought, "what a question?" In his 40 years he had had the rare fuck, generally with someone as drunk as he was after a night at the pub. It was always quick, rushed and generally unsatisfactory for both. Now he had three women at least two of them spent most of their time working out ways to make him horny, and then fuck him silly. "What did I do to deserve this?" he asked himself as Donna on her knees backed up and urged him to "put it in." Dave dropped down to the pub the next afternoon before he set out fishing. Charlie had told the tale of Dave's stop over at the fish market to refuel, to anyone who would listen. His mates were full of questions, especially Charlie. "Where's your harem?" they called as he entered. Without giving a lot away, Dave explained that he needed some help to turn his island hut into a home, and that some friends would be staying with him. In private Charlie asked, "Lady Friends?" Dave whispered in Charlie's ear. "Yes lady friend's old mate, I can't believe my luck." "Drop down to the island and visit, you'll love the girls," Dave added. Two of the aboriginal lads worked for a local builder. They told Dave, "We haven't got much work at present, why don't you give him a ring he might do your job quickly, to keep his team together." Next morning after selling his catch, Dave told the girls over breakfast, that the builder would start work as soon as a plan was available. "We don't have to meet town planning requirements as the island is not zoned, but for our own sake we need plans and proper designs." Dave woke from a heavy sleep just after lunch. He could not believe the change in his houseboat. Annabelle had cleaned it up, decorated it with new rugs and rearranged the limited furniture. The table was full of catalogues and samples as Donna and Betsy excitedly planned the next move. "We had a draftsman over and he will give us a mud map for the builder this arvo," Betsy cried as she spied Dave and ran over to kiss him. "We have told the builder to order timber and floor tiles. We need your cheque book" they added, "he said if you give him a sub he'll do most of the partitions this week." Annabelle's time was getting close. Dave took her to the clinic regularly. On their next visit Annabelle excitedly told matron of their plans. Matron too became excited when she heard that Dave had taken the three pregnant girls under his wing. "Oh Dave" she said as she gave him a hug, "you're wonderful I knew you wouldn't let them down." As she reached the final days of her pregnancy Annabelle became weepy and nervous. She clung to Dave whenever they were together. Matron saw them sitting hugging in the waiting room and sat beside them. "Dave if you don't mind I'll join you on the island this weekend I think Annabelle's ready." "Oh no don't do that," Annabelle cried, "You shouldn't, go to so much trouble." Matron took her arm, "it's no trouble at all," she said. "I live on my own in hospital quarters so a trip up the river will be an experience." Next Saturday morning at the hut was hectic. During the week the builder had quickly erected partitions and slung a ceiling. He told Dave that he had hung the ceiling at 9 foot so an extra floor could be built above the four downstairs bedrooms if needed in the future. The tiler had laid terracotta tiles throughout the entire floor area. The plumber was working on the kitchen and a communal bathroom as well as separate showers. Donna and Betsy were supervising the painting and cleaning work, giving both cheek and directions to two of Dave's mates who had turned up to help. Annabelle was looking good. Her colour had returned and she was not as worried or as weepy as she had been. Dave couldn't help himself, he had to hug her. When he did he ran his hand up over her belly. "Your beautiful," he whispered, "motherhood is making you more beautiful every day." She laughed as he told her, "That baby will have to compete with me for those lovely tits and those milky nipples." Dave slipped away to pick up matron. He ran his tinnie up to the pontoon and blushed as he asked, "Look I keep calling you matron can I ask, what's your name? "I'm sorry" she replied. "I thought you knew I'm Helen." Dave studied Helen as she sat up the front of his dinghy. With a light load his 40 horse motor pushed the tinnie along, spray from a few waves flew up splashing and eventually wetting her light clothes. She was a sight that kept his eyes focused. Her wet blouse moulded her tits. The salt spray shone on her tanned legs. Her shorts were short enough to make Dave more than interested. "What a surprise package" Dave thought, "well not really a surprise but quite a package never the less." Annabelle was waiting as they walked up to the hut. "You look wonderful" she told Helen. "We've only ever seen you in your white uniform, those shorts are really something. "She's beautiful isn't she Dave?" "You don't have to answer," she laughed, "the way you were staring is answer enough." Dave stood staring at Annabelle and Matron. They were beautiful. Annabelle's full child bearing body and her swollen tits made his mouth water. In contrast Helen was trim; her body didn't carry an extra ounce. The wet blouse highlighted a pair of magnificent tits that took nothing away from a prominent mound highlighted by her tight wet shorts. "Hi Matron," Donna called. "Come and meet Dave's mates, Charlie and Albert, they are helping Betsy and I paint the walls of our rooms." "I hope there's some paint on the walls," Dave said as they all laughed at their paint covered clothes. Donna walked over to stand close to Dave. "Can we go with Charlie to the second hand furniture store down the junction; we need beds and somewhere to store our clothes." "Charlie said Albert will help and we can use his truck." He gave them some cash, "if you need more have Fred James who runs the store give me a ring." He winked at Donna "make sure you get a decent mirror for Betsy." Donna put her fingers to her mouth to shush him. Whispering so Betsy couldn't hear she said, "We will ring on your mobile so you can bring the boat over to the village and pick up our purchases." "Things are starting to take shape," Annabelle told him as they relaxed by an open fire on the edge of the beach. "This is so much better than life in the city," Helen added, "just sitting here in the peace and quiet as the sun sets; looking out over the river is something that most city folk never experience." It was dark when Charlie and Albert unloaded the last of a number of boat loads of furniture. "There are enough beds for everyone," Charlie told Dave as he struggled with a large wooden box. "What's this?" Dave asked. "It's a mirror; I think Donna said it's to go on the wall in your bedroom." "A bloody mirror, there's no bloody doubt about them," he laughed as he prepared some steak and sausages for the BBQ. Dave sat on a log and cooked. He looked at his growing band as they all joined him round the fire. The young aboriginal boy Albert had a perpetual smile on his face he was having the time of his life. Charlie was sucking a stubby and joining in the general revelry. Donna and Betsy were sitting quietly with Annabelle and Helen. "You're very quiet, what's up?" he asked. "Nothing's up," Helen replied. "We were just discussing what you had done. This place is going to be wonderful. It's isolated and yet it's close to the city. It's away from prying neighbours and busy bodies so the girls can relax and not worry about anyone interfering." "It's just perfect" Annabelle added. Donna called, "You should see what we've bought." "We told your friend Fred James at the furniture shop what we needed." "He had a lot stored out the back that we have brought back and he will order everything we want." "I've never had so much fun shopping in my whole life," Betsy cried. "We never had much money at home; I can never remember going shopping for furniture." "Neither have I," said Albert quietly his black face shining with sweat. With The meal over, Annabelle Helen and Dave sat talking in the moon light while Albert and Charlie helped Donna and Betsy set up the furniture. Helen put her arm around Dave "I don't think you really know what you are doing here," she whispered as Annabelle nodded off to sleep. "You started out to help a neglected pregnant wife. You went on to help two discarded unmarried pregnant girls." "But it's more than just that. Betsy and Albert are from deprived backgrounds and they are experiencing your love and friendship, they feel wanted for the first time." "Old Charlie told me this afternoon how much he loved the idea of you all living here; he hopes you will invite him on weekends." "You're really are wonderful," she said as she moved to kiss him on the lips. Dave responded slipping his arm around her and kissing her back. Helen pulled back to look at him quizzically, and then moved back to kiss him again. This time her tongue sought his, as her hands took hold of his head. Dave loved kissing. He found Helen's kisses exciting, and was just settling down for what he called a good snogging session, when he felt Helen tighten up then shudder. Helen pulled away, "That's enough!" she cried quietly. Dave lay watching Helen, her face was flushed she was breathing heavy and looked quite upset. They both jumped when they heard Annabelle groan. Helen moved quickly to her side. "Leave her to me," she whispered, "her time may be close." Dave said "I'll get the boat" as he bustled away. Things moved quickly. An ambulance met them in the village and transported Annabelle, Dave and Helen to the district hospital. Hours later as he sat alone in the corridor he was told, "It's a girl." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 03 "Both mother and baby are well; you can visit them if you like," the nurse added. In the ward Helen stood with a wide grin on her face, "stop looking so worried everything's ok" she announced. When Dave leant over to kiss Annabelle she put up a hand and pulled him close. "Take Helen home and stay with her tonight," she whispered. "You made her come with your kisses out on the island." "Don't leave her like that. Make love to her tonight." They sat talking until Annabelle started to nod off. "Let's go," Helen said as she took his hand and led him down the corridor. "It's a bit late to go back to the island," Dave said as they waited for a taxi. "I'll ring the girls and tell them everything's OK." "Tomorrow's Sunday so we can go back out in the morning." Dave directed the taxi driver to take them to his houseboat. As they walked through the resort car park to the wharf where his houseboat was moored Helen reminded him she had never been to his boat before. He caught her around the waist and pulled her to him. "It's the first time in days that I have been here with only one woman," he laughed. Helen did not pull away in fact she leant in and kissed him. As the kiss continued Dave thought "oh hell she can only stop me." He brought his hands up to her tits. When Helen did not object he whispered, "Let's get on the bed." Helen sighed she had wanted Dave since the first time she met him at the clinic. As the days went by, she realised she could fall in love with this big lovable fisherman. His kindness first to Annabelle and then the two pregnant waifs had made her study him more closely. He was so trusting, so open an honest, he really needed protection. Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt her blouse drop away from her shoulders and her tits swing free from her bra. "Your naughty" she whispered as he tried to swallow as much of her tit as possible. "Gently Dave, love me" she whispered as he started to remove her shorts. She could hear her heart beating wildly as she lay watching him undress and throw his clothes away. Dave found Helen `s body exciting. It was the body of a woman who took great care. When he slipped her shorts down and removed her thong he was not surprised to discover that her pussy was shaved. "Lay there, don't move" he said as he stepped back to look at her. She lay on the bed in the moon light as it streamed through the big houseboat window .The moon highlighted parts of her body and threw shadows on the rest, causing his prick to stand out rigid like a poker. "Oh David come here" she moaned "You're so beautiful I can't believe how lucky I am." He started to protest, "Shush now," she whispered as she pulled him towards her. "I know from your actions with the girls that you are kind and I can see right before my eyes that you are big and extremely excited." "I haven't had sex in ages. I've been too busy for the local singles scene. My work is with pregnant woman so the chances of meeting any one like you is very very remote. So don't argue come here, let me love you tonight." "Tonight is special. The fist baby of many more to come has arrived. If I know you and those around you, it won't be the last." While she was talking she extended her arms to enfold him and as he knelt on the bed she pulled her legs up against her chest so that her moist hairless pussy lips bulged open welcoming his rampant prick. A moan of pleasure escaped from Dave as his prick sank deep into the warmth of her body until it bottomed out. Her cunt seemed to wrap his prick within its walls and hold him, before starting a slow trembling motion that made him moan again in pleasure. As there passion grew they moved so rapidly banging hard against each others body that Dave could feel the house boat rocking to their beat. He started to laugh, "You could get seas sick from fucking," he exclaimed when she asked what was up. "I don't want to get sea sick but you could make me pregnant. We could have a baby of our own," she whispered as she wrapped her legs around his thighs and pulled him hard into her cunt. It only took minutes for Dave to stiffen and empty his sperm deep inside her. "Bloody hell," he cried, "you make me so horny I can't control myself." Helen lay smiling, "that's good," she moaned. "I don't want control; I want you to fill me full of your spunk." Her hands stroked his back as she moved her hips ever so slightly, causing her cunt to move gently against his now half soft prick. She pulled his head down and kissed him thoroughly. All the while her hips worked gently until his prick stirred and he was hard again. "Now my love! Now!" she moaned. Dave had been off in dreamland while Helen's body was making him hard again. He reacted to her urging with a frenzy of uncharacteristic activity. "Oh, oh, oh, steady lover take it easy," Helen cried as his body slapped hard against hers, again rocking the boat and bumping the bed head against the wall. Dave heard her cries but did not slow. He felt his balls surge and his come flow. "I'm coming," he whispered, "I'm coming." He slumped down on her body breathing heavy as his cream filled her cunt. "Jesus" he said, "I've had it, I'm done, well done." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 04 Dave lay in bed watching Helen move around the houseboat in the nude. His prick stirred as he watched and remembered how hot she had been last night, their first night together. He toyed with his prick as he studied her fit muscular legs and the round cheeks of her arse. As Matron of the Maternal and Child Welfare Clinic she was constantly on her feet giving her legs that athletic look he loved so much. As his prick grew harder in his hand he thought back to how he had met Helen when he first took a frightened pregnant Annabelle to the clinic after seeing her fall at the mall. That visit led him to his two other pregnant companions Donna and Betsy. Now Annabelle was in hospital after having her baby and he had spent the night in bed with Matron. He slipped out of bed and grabbed her as she stood in the houseboats galley. “Back to bed Matron” he cried “Put a smile on my face before we go back to the island.” As they dressed much later in the morning she asked “do you get a kick out of calling me Matron when you’re fucking me, is this some Kinky turn on?” “Oh shit no!” he cried. Then he stopped. “I’m sorry Helen I don’t know. You will always be Matron to me. You were so magnificent when I first met you. So calm, so composed, so cool but I could feel something about you that made me want to ruffle your feathers.” You loose that control when we fuck and become one hot lady, but I still like to think I’m fucking Matron.” It was mid morning when Helen and Dave visited Annabelle and the baby at the hospital, before returning to the island. Donna and Betsy met them on the beach excitedly seeking news of the baby and Annabelle. They questioned Helen at length showing their concern and worries about the pain of birth and the possibilities of complications. Dave listened as Helen settled the girls down. She was so sensible, so knowledgeable and so calm that the girl’s worries quickly disappeared. “You’ll be right” she told them. “You’re loved, you’re free of any stress you’re not drinking or smoking and you’re visiting me regularly at the clinic.” “Don’t worry, don’t be scared, you’ll love motherhood even if there are some scary moments, just think of how much better things are since you met Dave” she said as she kissed them both. Turning to Dave she told him, “You’ve got work to do.” “What work?” Dave asked in surprise. Helen sat the three of them down. “Annabelle will be discharged from hospital in a couple of days.” “We need a nursery if Annabelle and the baby are to stay here. We need a cot; in fact with Donna and Betsy’s times drawing near we need three cots. We need baby clothes. We need laundry facilities. We need to finish off their rooms to make them more private. We need to finish off the major works so that our kitchen and bathrooms are comfortable for our mums and their babies.” Dave looked up at Helen, “My god I’m glad you’re here he said, “We need someone like you to plan and think things through.” “Now it’s my turn, I’ve been thinking also, let’s put the Billy on and have a cup of tea. I want everyone here to sit down with me, while we discuss a few things that I need to get settled.” The girls bustled around making sandwiches and tea and coffee. “Go and get the boys, they should be here,” he said as he sat down at the head of the old net repair table. When everyone had settled down Dave asked for quiet. There are a few things I want to talk about. First I want everyone to be partners in any major decisions. When they started to raise questions he waved them away. “Look I own the island. I’m a bachelor; I am used to living alone and making my own decisions. I’m used to making the decisions without really thinking of anyone else.” “This island is no longer just my fishing base. This big old barn is fast becoming a home for me and my three lovely mates. I have marvelled at the way we have all worked together. I’ve gained from it.” “Matron reminded me this morning that we all need family and support. I think we should extend our family. I propose that my family invite Charlie to join us.” “Charlie lives alone in a little flat near the fish market. He could get a dinghy and run down from the island to work each day, he would add a male presence around this isolated camp at night while I’m away fishing.” “Has anyone any objections?” When no one objected he went on. “If not, would you like to live here Charlie? We can build an extension on the back for you and you can shift in. what do you say?” They were all slightly embarrassed when Charlie with tears in his eyes, hugged each of them in turn. “I’ve never had a family,” he said. “I was raised in an orphanage. I can’t really express what this means to me. I would love to join you. I won’t be a nuisance and I won’t let you down.” Everyone was talking and laughing happy with their decision when Dave again asked them to be quiet. “Now we have another addition to consider.” “Are you moving in Matron?” Betsy asked with a laugh. Before Helen could answer Dave told Betsy to behave. “I am talking about Albert.” He turned to Albert, “listen mate,” he said. “I don’t know much about your circumstances so I might be out of turn.” “You have worked as hard as anyone here, you stay on and work every night after your boss and the gang finish. Your here very early each morning and I get the idea you like it here.” “I want to ask Albert to live here, any objections?” Dave said as his arm went around Albert. Helen spoke up above the murmur of approval. “Dave that’s wonderful, but I think Albert has some responsibilities that we might need to address so we can help him.” “What do you mean?” Dave asked. “well there is a young aborigine girl with the same name as Albert who is pregnant and very shy. She won’t come in to the clinic while all of you are there. I’m worried for her. I think she may be dependent on Albert.” Albert stood up, “that’s right, that’s my sister missus, she’s eighteen, she’s pregnant she’s got no one but me. I couldn’t leave her alone.” “Could he bring her to live here too?” Helen asked as she looked around the group. “Its all right with me,” Betsy said “I’d love to have another young one.” Donna said “we don’t need a vote, Dave took us all in, it’s up to him and I know he’ll say yes, so let’s talk about where to put her.” “That’s easy” Dave said with a happy sigh. “We’ll just buy another cot for the baby when it arrives. Seriously, we can move my gear out from under what’s now becoming my bedroom and build in a couple of rooms.” “Let’s start straight away. I don’t want to bring Annabelle and our baby back here until everything’s safe and sound. “Don’t worry” Albert said. We can have it done if you get Matron to take Annabelle and the baby to the clinic when she leaves hospital. That will give us the little extra time we need to complete all the jobs before you bring your first baby home.” Dave watched them as they stood talking .He couldn’t believe his luck Instead of a lonely old age, he could look forward to a life full of sexy women and young kids. Who could ask for more? “Fire up the Barbie and prepare lunch girls,” he called. “While you’re at it Albert can go and get his sister. Charlie and Helen can go buy more furniture.” “The junction furniture shop will open on Sunday afternoon if you give him a ring; I’ve already arranged an account.” Dave sat back as Donna and Betsy started to prepare lunch. Donna noticing Dave sitting alone slipped over to him. “I love you Dave,” she said as she slipped down on the beach by his side. “I’m so excited that we are all going to live together, I want to christen the new arrangements as soon as possible so don’t get too tired,” she said as she rubbed her tits against his arm. Albert’s sister Ruby arrived at the camp in the middle of the afternoon; Betsy introduced her around telling Dave that they would share her room until the new room was put in place. She was very slim with the slightest of stomach, making it hard to realise she was pregnant. Dave marvelled at the way the days flew by. With a row of solar panels on the roof and the wind generator working he agreed to install ceiling fans especially in the large area where a long table had been built to allow the whole family to eat together inside out of the weather. Days later when Helen visited ninety percent of the work was finished. “My god it still looks like a big barn outside but its becoming quite civilised inside” she exclaimed, when Dave led her on an inspection tour. “It’s the first week in December and Xmas is nearly here,” Helen reminded them that night as they sat out in the cool night air under the stars, talking and relaxing after another day of moving furniture painting and cleaning up. As they talked Ruby came out of the dark down by the water and moved quietly over to Dave. “The cove is full of fish” she told him. “They are up in the shallows on the rising tide. I’m sure they are big summer whiting.” “If they are they’re worth a fortune” Dave exclaimed as he jumped to his feet. Ruby again grabbed his arm and spoke quietly. Dave turned grinning “Ruby reckons we could all help run the nets and catch them.” “Are you game?” he asked. When they all jumped up noisily he hushed them quiet. “Be careful you’ll spook them,” he whispered. Dave took charge. “Albert, Charlie and I will get the big net dinghy and run from the point up here near the hut out behind them across towards the other side of the cove. Some of you will have to wade out quietly to meet us as the net may be a bit short.” “Ruby will be boss on that side. When you reach the dinghy grab the net keep the lead line down and start hauling towards the shore.” “Ok?” “So set off quietly, keep away from the water until you get there and they take your orders from Ruby.” Leaving Charlie and Albert to handle the net on the barn point, Dave quickly rowed across with the net feeding out until the last rope tied to the boat pulled him up short. Diving over he went under, the water was over his head. When he came up he found Ruby swimming and hanging on to the boats rope. She called quietly to Donna Betsy and Helen to wade out and help. The girls came out squealing and jumping most of it in fun but half in fright. Dave quickly realised why when he felt fish brushing his legs. Dozens of fish were swimming to escape through the area where there was no net to stop them. When his feet hit the bottom he was able to haul the wing of the net up on to dry land and cut off their escape. “Right oh,” he said “were around them, now we have the job of pulling them in. We have to haul and make along the sand until we can see Charlie and Albert who will be coming the other way. “By the weight of the net there is a lot of fish. If there’s a lot here and they average over fifteen bucks a kilo at the market, tonight’s work will pay for a great Xmas.” It was a long time before the net was in shallow water with most of the fish beached. The girls stood in the water holding the cork line while the men scooped box after box of fish and carried them up to the cold room. As the work went on Betsy and Donna decided to swim, gradually stripping off their wet clothes as they splashed and played. Dave looked up as he let the last few fish go, to find four nude swimmers standing up to their knees in water watching. “Join us” Donna cried as Matron blushed and tried to cover up. “You’re dirty and sweaty, so strip off and dive in we won’t bite,” Donna giggled. “Well not too hard,” Betsy laughed as the men accepted the challenge and joined them. The aches and pains of the last few hours work slipped away, as Dave was groped and kissed by at least two and maybe three eager females. It was dark but not to dark for him to see that the main two culprits were Donna and Betsy. Not just those two he thought when on more than one occasion more the four hands were dealing with him. He laid in Donnas arms as he watched Ruby lead Charlie by the hand out of the water, her slim black body shining in the moonlight. “We’ll put the Billy on and throw some fresh whiting on our Barbie.” “The tanks full so you can use the fresh water shower directly under the tank stand” Ruby called quietly. “Charlies fallen under her spell” he whispered to Donna who was clinging to him like a leach. “Yes he’s in love” Donna said as she lifted her mouth away from his now highly excited prick. “Ruby’s a natural little leader, Charlie needs leading, and they will be good for each other.” She pulled him back out into the water “I remember that scene from an old movie about pearl harbour when Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr made love on the beach.” “Let’s do it” she said. Dave was struggling under Donna’s onslaught when Charlie called, “over forty boxes of large whiting boss.” Dave was buffeted by the waves as Donna tried to find his prick and slip it into her sopping cunt. “They generally average twenty kilos a box so that’s over eight hundred kilos at maybe 15 to 20 dollars a kilo at auction.” Charlie called excitedly. Donna was now coupled to Dave and riding him as a wave washed over them. She came up spluttering “Christ that’s over ten thousand dollars.” “I thought you were doing him” Betsy cried, “not doing your sums.” “I’m doing both,” Donna cried as another wave crashed into them rolling her off and leaving Dave`s prick standing in the receding water like a periscope. The next morning the market was short of fish, and with the hot weather and Xmas preparations underway fish brought premium prices. Dave’s 42 boxes weighed in at 842 kilos and averaged eighteen dollars a kilo. They cheered when Dave and Albert returned to camp to announce that after paying for ice, auction fees and a few incidentals they would clear at least fourteen and a half thousand dollars for the nights work. That night as Betsy and Donna caressed him; he lay on his big new queen sized bed and whispered, “We’ll spend the lot on luxuries for our family and our home.” “If we all agree, we’ll go in to town to pick up Annabelle and then go shopping.” “Can we make a whole day of it?” Donna asked. “That’s right the Houseboats still down there, we can use it as a base,” Betsy said as she sucked on his nipple. Donna was bubbling over with excitement “Let’s get good silk sheets for our beds.” “All your current bed clothes are old and from cheap discount houses. “I want to make love in satin and silk,” she whispered as she breathed heavy in Dave`s ear. “I don’t care what you buy,” Dave told them. “Work it out between you.” “I would like each of you to get a nice outfit for Xmas and some nice feminine things to give each of your rooms a personal touch.” Dave sat up quickly I’ve got an idea,” Why don’t we agree to give everyone fifteen hundred dollars each and what’s left over I’ll use to supplement our Xmas supplies?” “I’ll buy Xmas decorations, Xmas cakes and puddings hams and turkeys etc I want a big family feast. If you have friends from the hostel or the clinic invite them. I want you all to remember your first Xmas with me.” The next morning Ruby announced that she and Charlie would take over duties as cooks. “Leave the Xmas dinner to us,” she urged as she stood proudly arm in arm with Charlie. Annabelle and the baby were waiting when they arrived at the clinic. Dave thanked matron for caring for Annabelle until things were ready at the camp. Matron reacted by hugging Dave and telling anyone who would listen how wonderful he was. When she was given fifteen hundred dollars to spend, Matron said she wouldn’t take it. When told it was her share of the catch, she said “I’ll spend it fitting out a luxury guest room for visitors especially me to use at the camp on weekends.” With fifteen hundred in cash in her hands for the first time Annabelle burst into tears. “I was worried what I was going to do about Xmas,” she sobbed. “I knew Dave would look after us but you need some money of your own.” “Oh Dave you seem to solve all our problems, you’re just too wonderful,” she said as Donna held the baby so she could hug and kiss him. “Right oh lets take the baby back to the houseboat and relax before we hit the shops,” Dave called over the babble of excited voices. At the houseboat the women fussed over the baby while the men sat out on the deck. Matron arrived with a bag of baby clothes, “These clothes were given to me at the clinic by a manufacturer’s rep some time ago. I thought they would come in handy” she explained as Annabelle sorted them out in to boys and girls outfits. On the deck Charlie stuttered, “Ruby and I are going to move in together, is that OK.” Dave looked at Albert who grinned. “You’ll be sorry she likes to be boss.” He went on “I’m only kidding mate, I’m happy for you both. Having you, will give her some sense of security; she’s only young but she’s had a hard life.” Dave turned to Albert “what about you mate do you have a girl.” Albert became flustered, “not a girl but there is an older lady that I would like to invite along for Xmas if it’s all right with you.” The baby went off to sleep and the shoppers gradually drifted away to do their shopping leaving Dave and Annabelle on the house boat. “I missed you Dave” Annabelle whispered as she led him to the bedroom. “I missed your tongue it’s so gentle and so loving.” “My tongue?” he asked with a nervous laugh. “Yes your tongue licking me is the thing I most remember about the day you stole me,” Annabelle replied with a girlish giggle. “That tongue licking my nipples and your mouth milking my tits were part of my dreams every night, as I lay in hospital and then in the clinic waiting to be discharged.” “Oh yes!” she moaned as Dave undressed her and knelt beside the bed to hold her hips and lap her juices. “Your tongue is so gentle it makes me weak as soon as it touches me there” she cried as her hands went to the back of his head to hold him. Annabelle was in seventh heaven, she could feel Dave`s hands as they roamed touching her ever so lightly, moving back and forwards over her full backside. She moaned out loud as his fingers teased her tight arse rimming it and then pushing in, but pulling back before really entering. She stood trembling as he wet his fingers in his spit and her juices. She held her breath as he ran his fingers down to insert first one, then two into her warm sloppy cunt. She moaned, automatically moving her legs apart when he started to kiss and finger fuck her. Annabelle could feel her body shaking. She could feel herself starting to come as Dave`s mouth and tongue massaged her clit while his fingers joined them in her cunt and fucked her. “That’s wonderful” she whispered as her legs trembled. She felt as though she was going to fall. She was just about to ask him to let her lie down when the other hand travelled on. Its finger wormed its way into her tight back passage. “Oh My god” she cried as she felt her juices flow, “I’ve missed you so much.” “Fuck me darling, please fuck me now!” Annabelle moaned. I can’t wait any longer. I want you in me just like you were before the baby was born,” she whispered as she let her body slip down forcing him to hold her and ease her on to the bed. Dave loved Annabelle’s lush warm body. It never failed to turn him on. He stood beside the bed looking down at her milk filled tits and her long legs flung wide apart beckoning him home. He gently lowered himself down until he could rub the head of his leaking prick up and down in the lips of her hot smelly cunt. “My god I can smell you.” He licked his lips “I can taste you! Now I’m going to fuck you.” His voice strong and firm he went on, “No precautions, no condoms, I want to make that belly full of my baby.” Annabelle couldn’t stand the suspense; he was to her mind taking too long. She reached up and pulled his head down so they could kiss. Slowly she swung her long legs up to hold him around the waist. Then looking him straight in the eye she groaned “Yes, oh yes, fill me up lover fill me up.” His Pregnant Lover Ch. 04 They were still wrapped in each others arms when the shoppers started straggling back. Charlie and Ruby were first to arrive. “Get ready Dave,” Charlie said as he knocked on their door. “The others are on their way and the women want to take you shopping.” Albert and Charlie were left to mind the baby while Dave and five ladies hit the shops. It didn’t take long for them to hit the local men’s store and update his wardrobe. When they finished he announced it was his turn. Down the street he led them into the junction’s top ladies boutique. “I want each of my wives” he announced to the two startled sales ladies “to have sexy pieces of expensive sleepwear and erotic undies.” Why Dave you’re a dirty old man” Helen laughed. “Yes you could call me that” he cried as he pulled her to him.” “But what I want these ladies to do is fit you all out in the best, the type of gear you would look at and admire but never buy.” “So go too it, I’ll sit here and wait to pay the bill.” “Are you really all his wives?” the young sales girl asked Betsy looking at their pregnant bellies. “Oh yes” Donna replied patting Betsy and her bellies, “we’re his, he’s our man.” Donna and Betsy modelled some very revealing night clothes strutting around to the delight of the sales ladies who joined in the fun. The surprise package was Ruby who paraded in high heels and a very brief black outfit that gave Dave half a horn. As they left laden with their purchases a couple of hours later Dave kissed the senior sales lady and her assistant and invited them to “give us a ring if you would like to join my family for a day or two over Xmas.” Back on the house boat they laughed and joked together. Ruby jumped up off Charlies lap, “Can I kiss Dave” she asked. Walking over she sat on Dave`s lap. “I’ve never had clothes like those we bought today. I’ve never had so much fun. I’m so happy I’ll do anything for you,” she cried as she kissed him hard, her little tongue timidly entering his mouth. Betsy was next “Rubies said what we all want to say. I could never say thank you enough .This family has given me something I never thought I’d have, self respect and real love. Get off his lap Ruby so I can thank him she said with a grin.” “The young ones have said it all” Annabelle cried as she stood up with tears in her eyes. Now let’s plan Xmas eve and Xmas day. Remember Dave`s invited half the town.” “Invite more” Dave said this is your family Xmas, if you know someone whose lonely or some one you’d like to thank for past favours lets make Xmas eve, Xmas day and Boxing day our days for visitors.” “You all have your own rooms and there’s tons of space on that back veranda that Albert built to join Charlie’s rooms to the barn to make room for sleepovers.” As they went off to their rooms, one by one they came over to kiss Dave. Donna whispered “I’m going to give you your best ever fuck for Xmas.” Betsy watched “I saw you blush” she whispered “she’s going to fuck you on Xmas eve so am I.” Annabelle wrapped her arms around him “I need some milk pressure relieved I’ll come up to your room.” Later as he sucked her large thick nipples she told him “The girls have told everyone that we should all fuck you for Xmas.” “I told them not to be so crude. They should all make love to you, to return some of the love you’ve given us all.” Later as she left she whispered “remember what I told you, be prepared!” Talking aloud to himself Dave groaned, “Xmas is going to be fun.” His Pregnant Lover Ch. 05 The manager of the fish market called to Dave when he was collecting his check for the weeks catch. "Some of the workers from the processing department want to talk to you," he said as he wished Dave a merry Xmas. The girls were on smoko sitting along benches on the waterfront. "Hi I'm Rosita," a short slim dark skinned woman said as she thanked him for coming. "Can we call you Dave she asked?" When he nodded "yes" she went on. "There is a lot of mischievous talk about you and your camp. We know you. You have a good reputation here at this market. We don't believe what some of the men are saying, so we thought we'd ask you what's going on." Rosita asked as some of her workmates giggled in embarrassment. "Well it's simple. I helped a pregnant woman who had a bad fall in the mall. That led to me visiting the Maternity clinic. At the clinic I met two other younger girls who were pregnant. They had been kicked out by their families and dumped by their baby's fathers." "They liked being with me on my houseboat down at the back of the resort. One thing led to another; finally they decided to accept my invitation to stay." "With too many living on the houseboat I decided to set up camp in that old wartime army barn on the island I bought up river. We have done a lot of work and it's now quite comfortable." "My family of three ladies has grown in recent days. You all know Charlie. Well he lives up there now, as does a young aboriginal lad Albert and his pregnant sister." "I know there are rumours about my having a number of wives because I refer to them as my family. One of the oldest workers broke in "The fact that three or four of them are pregnant has set the tongues wagging." "Yes I know", Dave said acknowledging her smile. "Pregnant or not, they are my family. I love them all. I don't give a bugger what rumours they spread. As long as my family want to stay, they can." "I have a few rules no drugs and only grog in moderation. Everyone has to pull their weight. Everyone gets a vote on major issues, but the final say is mine." "Any questions ladies?" he asked as he looked around at the sea of interested faces. "Well let me thank you for the honest answer." Rosita said. "Most of the dozen women who work here on a contract basis are either divorced single or widowed. Some people look down their noses at mothers who work at dirty menial jobs like ours. We know what it is to be treated like shit. It would be true to say that there's not a lot of joy in much of our lives." "We can't help notice how happy you all are together. In fact when you all go past the market in the boat, you all look so happy we get a little jealous." "Does a girl have to be pregnant before you invite them to join your family? One of the women called. "Of course not," Dave laughed. "Look we are planning a great family Xmas. I have always lived alone. This Xmas will be special for me, because I won't spend it on my own. I plan to make it special for those I know, especially those who have no family." "I'll send Albert down in the houseboat just before lunch on Xmas Eve to pick up any of you who want to join us for Xmas. Plan to stay; we'll run any of you who want to back to shore on Xmas morning. You can stay for the holidays if you like, there's tons of room and tons of food. The more the merrier." Dave was dreaming of the fish market ladies and their sad life when he woke to find Donna licking his already excited prick. "Annabelle wants her daily milking, but I'm first," she giggled as she sucked his prick deep into her throat. "I thought Betsy was waking me today," Dave growled as he felt his temperature rise under the urging of her warm soft mouth. "She's not to well, we think she's close," Donna responded her hands squeezing his prick to slow him down. "I want you to fuck me, and then we'll see to Betsy and Annabelle," she whispered. "It's me on top, or we can spoon." She giggled as she stripped him. Dave laughed at her." What do you call spoon? I thought we'd tried every position imaginable." "Oh we have, but I call it spoon when I lie on my side and you lay on your side behind me. It's easier on my stomach and you really get in deep." Dave loved to spoon. Pregnancy made a woman's body so much more cuddly. Lying beside and behind her he could stroke her large belly and play with her milky tits, while his prick filled her cunt. "Motherhood is wonderful" he told Donna as he started to speed up his thrusts. "A woman is so much softer. Being pregnant not only changes your shape, it changes you from a girl to a woman. It's a change for the better." It was mid afternoon by the time Dave surfaced. "We need to talk about Xmas," he told the family as they gathered around for afternoon tea. "The day after tomorrow is Xmas eve. I've invited quite a few people to join us. We will have to ferry them here. Charlie and Ruby are the cooks so it will have to be Albert in charge of the boats." "Have you got a mate who will help" he asked Albert. "Yes boss, my woman will help, can I bring her here tonight." "OK, that's fixed now the rest of us can concentrate on dressing the place up," Dave said with a happy laugh. Let's hire or maybe buy a good tent or large canvas fly." "We could erect it where the tide floods through the cutting in the sand bar into that sandy hollow behind the barn." "That way when it's hot we could lie on the sand and let the tide flood over us." Albert became excited "with a few shovels of sand we could close the entry and keep most of the water up in the hollow. Albert turned to the others "I reckon it will be great lying in the water out of the direct sun, drinking a cold beer." Dave was on a roll," Make sure we have enough glasses and eating utensils for our visitors, check the number of beds and bed clothes. We'll need some large trestles so we can make a table long enough for us to all to sit down together. We'll need stools and chairs, maybe a hammock or two. I'll bet if we ring Matron she will soon draw up a list of other things we need." Dave rang Matron. "You're just the one I need," she cried after they had discussed Xmas. "I have just met a young couple; they're out of work and need help. They've come up from the south, she's pregnant and he's a carpenter whose been put off over Xmas." "Say no more" Dave said, "Get them down to the houseboat mooring. Alberts on his way to pick up his lady. They can come up with him." "This is the nicest part of the day" Annabelle whispered, surprising Dave when she spoke behind him. He had been day dreaming while he lit the BBQ. "Just as the suns setting, it's so peaceful so quiet and cool. I love it here." She kissed him hard "Thank you Dave, this has been the happiest time of my life." "Righto that's enough of that, leave that man alone," Betsy called. "Alberts back with the boat. He has some people for you to meet." Matron was the first one he saw as he went to the beach to help unload the gear. "I've flexed off until new year she told him." She introduced Tim and his wife Jennie." Tim was a fat jolly person; his wife Jenny was very tall and very very pregnant. "I can't thank you enough for having us," Jenny said as she kissed him on the mouth. "This is Albert's partner" Annabelle said as she turned to a very large middle aged black skinned lady. "She's from the Solomon Islands." Dave welcomed them all. "Matron can arrange a bed or maybe a room for you," he told Tim. "I'm Salome" Albert's lady said as Betsy led Tim and Jenny away to find them a place to stay. "Yes Salome" she laughed as Dave looked up in surprise. "Thank you for what you are doing for Albert. He's changed completely since you took him under you wing." She grabbed Dave and hugged him against her extra large body. "I want to help. I know how to run boats and net, my father and his family were fishermen." "Well you've just got a job," Dave groaned as she let him escape from her bear hug. Annabelle was waiting, "While you and Donna were resting," she said as she lifted one eyebrow and winked, "Albert went down to the fish market." "Five women want to come up for Xmas. They told him you invited them. Two are Vietnamese immigrants with no local family. Rosita says she knows you, she's from the Philippines, she's lonely, her husbands found a younger Pilipino, and dumped her." "You'll love the other two, they're old, both widows with no family living here. They'll love being the mother you've always wanted. They both want to come up here and take over the kitchen." "They all finish work today, and if you agree we can bring them up tonight." "Bring them all up," Dave laughed "if they call this place names and spread rumours now, what will they do when another five women arrive." It was mid evening when Albert arrived back with the five women. Dave studied them as they were introduced. Down at the markets they all looked the same. They wore long white leather aprons and knee high rubber boots, with their hair covered in a mesh. Now in the warmth of the evening they were dressed in light summer clothes, the transformation was remarkable. The young firm bodies of the two young Vietnamese caught his eye. "No tits" he thought as he studied their slim shapely bodies. Rosita was different; in comparison her big breasts were full and shapely. Her muscular legs were short; their dark skin drew his attention. The two older women bustled about taking over the kitchen and preparing a list of cooking utensils, condiments, herbs, spices and oils as well as meat and fruit and vegetables. One was tall and thin the other short and fat. "They all call me Grannie" the short fat one told Dave as she kissed him on the cheek. "I'm from Greece and so is Esther. She's not very old really, but she has had a tough life." "We'll use the BBQ and cook in the open as much as possible," they told Dave later, when Matron was drawing up areas of responsibility. Annabelle took Dave off to his refurbished bedroom. The women had turned the upstairs area in the barn where he used to store his nets, into a room fit for a king. A massive king sized four poster bed stood on the polished wood floor surrounded by what Dave could only describe as lush scatter rugs and ladies paraphernalia. Dave was thrilled to find that he could look down over the newly installed rail onto the large communal eating and lounge area. On the other side of the room the builder had installed a head high window along the wall. It let in light and allowed him to see any boat entering their cove. Annabelle told him that Betsy and Donna had decided that she should be the first to really share his new bed. "It's too early" he cried as she led him back from the rail and started to undress him. The soft loving look in Annabelle's eyes stopped him from further protests." I'm the only one of the originals that's not pregnant, now that I've had my baby." "I want us to make a baby Dave" she whispered as she dropped her last item of clothing and stood nude waiting for him. Dave dropped to his knees and pulled her body close so he could kiss her cunt. "You're wet" he whispered. "Yes I've been thinking of you and how your prick fills me. Now that I've had the baby I'm hornier than ever. I just have to think of you to make me wet." Dave loved licking her big cunt. It had a different smell about it than before the baby was born. He loved the change in her scent and the way her clit stood out seeking his tongue. He held her arse and moved her body so her clit met his tongue. Annabelle moaned "oh that's nice. I love the way you play with the cheeks of my arse while you lick me." Dave was enjoying the way his kisses were starting to make her shudder. She was pulling his hair trying to get him to stand up. Dave resisted, he knew that she was ready to come. He liked nothing better than to have her come with his mouth ready to lick her strong sweet tasting come. He waited for Annabelle to slam her cunt hard against his face. He knew that signal; if he nibbled her clit and kept licking and nibbling she would give a little scream and come with a rush. His heart always beat faster when she started screaming, her body struggling against his tongue. It was no use trying to stop her. Gradually she would quieten down moaning and groaning, asking him to stop. He knew if he kept nibbling and added his finger she would give in completely surrendering to the pleasure of his tongue and finger. He knew that Annabelle would still beg him to stop whilst at the same time she would work her cunt harder and harder against his hand. If he stopped, she would immediately plead for more. Eventually she would go right over the top and again scream quietly. Bashing him with her open hands she would moan "no more no more." They had played this scene so often yet he was still highly excited. His heart beat faster and faster as he listened to her moans. Today was no exception. Annabelle let her self fall, "Oh sweetheart, no more, I can't take any more," she groaned. "I love you, you bastard" she groaned as she now partly recovered, slumped down on top of him. "That was fucking awesome you know what that does to me, you do it every time." Dave woke to the sound of laughter. Annabelle groaned and rolled over as he struggled out of her arms. He stared at her lush nude body, her soft tits smelling of milk. "I love your great soft tits" he whispered as his mouth and hand combined to get her milk flowing. She smiled and pushed him away. "Off you go, they'll want you." It was the early hours of the morning. Downstairs in front of his big old open fire place a Xmas tree stood surrounded by presents. Matron and Betsy were displaying the sexy outfits Dave had bought them. He heard Donna say "I don't know why he bought sleepwear he likes his women nude." "If you listen to the men down at the fish market he likes his women pregnant," the older woman they called Granny shouted with a laugh. Betsy rubbed her belly which had grown bigger in recent days joined in laughing, "That's true he loves pregnant women and my pregnant body loves what he does to it." Dave stood watching and listening in amazement. What a difference meeting those cheeky pregnant young buggers had made to his life. Donna looked up and spied him watching. "Annabelle's finally let him escape," she cried. Dave quickly slipped on some clothes. "Yes get your gear on" Donna cried. Come and see what we've done while you were sleeping." "He wasn't sleeping he was making babies" Annabelle called as he moved down the stairs. Their imagination and a few dollars had cleaned up his old fireplace and turned the area in front of it into a Xmas wonderland. The new rugs and curtains, pot plants and flowers, had already changed things. The addition of the Xmas tree, colourful Xmas lights, presents and decorations, had stunningly transformed his old fishing barn. "It's after midnight, its Xmas Eve" Matron cried as Donna turned on a CD of Xmas song. "Come outside we want to show you the kings chair." Outside under the old Moreton bay fig tree they had installed a large high backed old fashioned seat. "Charlie found it at the second hand shop," Betsy explained. "This is the king's chair made for a play at the local playhouse. As king of the island you can sit here and survey your people." "To christen it, I suggest you sit down and take each of us on your knee and kiss us good morning." Donna said. "In future when ever I spy you sitting in that chair I'll hop up on your lap." "We'll all do it; Betsy cried "so if you ever want to cuddle just sit in your chair." As dawn broke on the morning of Christmas Eve, Dave was taken back to bed by Betsy to "get him out of the road." Matron Donna and Annabelle needed time to make plans for the last trip down river to shop. "Keep him occupied," they laughed "while we draw up a list." "What an opportunity" Betsy laughed as she headed for his bedroom. "He can rub cream on my fat body, help relieve the pressure in my tits and we'll probably find something else to keep him occupied." "I'll bet she will" Donna called as Matron took charge. "We need a little present for everyone, so we can dress Dave up as Santa and give him a sack of presents. We'll buy extras so any late visitor won't miss out." It was late in the afternoon when Matron again found Dave. "It's my job to make sure you dress properly to greet your families' guests" she said as she joined him in his shower. "I'll just make sure everything is spotlessly clean and sweet" she whispered as she sank down in the waters flow to take his prick in her mouth. Dave was astounded at the number of people who rang to be ferried to the island. Most just dropped in for a drink, others came to stay a few days. The doctor from the hospital was a surprise visitor, "I've bought my wife I've told her so much about what you have done for many of our patients that she wanted to see for herself." "I'm Sandra" she said as she kissed Dave her pointy breasts rubbing against his chest. "I would like to spend some time talking to you. I'm doing a paper on loneliness." Dave was immediately taken with Sandra. "My god he thought she's the most striking woman I've ever met." He was still staring when Betsy and Donna arrived and took Sandra off on a tour of the barn and its surrounds. "Can I steal your cooks" the doctor asked as they surveyed the over stocked tables. Piles of Mud crab, prawns, oysters, bugs, fish and fruit were displayed magnificently on trestles under the colourful flood lit Moreton Bay fig tree. They were sucking oysters when Sandra returned. "Congratulations Dave, this place is just marvellous. I've never experienced such a loving friendly environment," Sandra said as she joined them. "The only thing it lacks is kids" Sandra added. "He's working on it" Betsy and Donna laughed as they rubbed their bellies. "Is he now?" Sandra said as she studied Dave. He was saved from further scrutiny by Rosita who cried, "Its time for xmas carols" and hauled Dave out to join her makeshift choir. Just before midnight Donna and Matron whisked Dave off to his bedroom. "Bloody hell," he whispered "not now we can't leave our guests." "Oh Dave" Donna laughed "we'll fuck you later." "Right now you have to be Father Xmas." They dressed him in his suit, both taking the opportunity to kiss and fondle him in the process. "Don't wear undies" they told him as he responded to their kisses. "We want them to feel your excitement when you sit them on your lap." "What are you buggers up to?" he asked as they whispered together. "We want you to come down just after midnight when Rosita plays the song "Here comes Santa Claus." "What'll I do," he asked. "Oh, just sing out, ho ho ho, touch up a few ladies and go and sit on your big king chair." Donna said as they laughed together. "We will send all the ladies up one at a time to get a present." "Rosita is dressed as an elf she will sit near you. The boys have to sit on her lap to get a present; the girls will sit on yours." Dave soon discovered what they had been whispering about. Betsy wriggled her little rump on his prick as she kissed him passionately. "We are having a kissing competition. The one who draws your hottest response wins the prize" she whispered. "Oh is that so. What's the prize?" he asked as her tongue again sought his. "You, you're the prize," she giggled. "I'll be back for my present later after you're warmed up." Dave was surprised at the passion in some of the kisses. Esther was the first to show him that she could easily compare more than favourably in the kissing competition with the younger ones. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 05 "Turn down the lights" Donna called as she watched him respond to Esther. "Santa Claus need privacy when he is cuddling." Kim the smallest Vietnamese girl was a timid kisser but her hard little body caressed him making him plan to see more of it. He was again taken by surprise when the other Vietnamese girl Van kissed like a volcano. She was hot and fiery. Her tongue and hands had him ready to fuck immediately. "You can make me pregnant tonight" she whispered. Dave was in a constant state of arousal. He had handed out gifts and been thoroughly kissed and fondled, by a constant stream of warm and friendly ladies. Some of the strangers entered into the spirit of the competition causing great merriment as they tried to make Dave respond. Dave looked over and saw the doctor sitting on Rosita's knee as his wife Sandra climbed up on Dave`s lap. She was so beautiful she took Dave`s breath away. "I'm going to win" she announced to the audience as she took control. She kissed him and bit him on the ear. When he pushed his tongue into her mouth she bit down on it making him jump. "Do you specialise in making women pregnant?" she asked her hand slipping down to twist his nipple. "No but I'd make an exception for you," he groaned as his prick surged pushing up hard against her anus. They were interrupted by matron who announced Sandra as the winner of the kissing competition and Doctor Dan as the winner of the men. "The prizes are Rosita for the men and Dave for the women. How they collect is between the winners and the prizes" she announced to general laughter. "Now you all received the same presents, the women have our special family elves dresses, the men a colourful cotton vest and elves hat." "You have ten minutes to change." Matron said. We'll return for a singsong and to judge who has made best use of his or her outfit." "My god" Dave gasped as he spied Sandra with her dress unbuttoned down to the last button. She had tied a piece of Xmas decoration around her waist and hitched the short open dress up until it just covered her cunt. Albert under the urging of Salome had worn his elves hat complete with tassel over his prick. He too had used Xmas decoration around his waist to hold his hat; His only other clothes were his vest, which he wore, open over his bare chest. Sandra and Albert were clearly the winners. They were given large Boxes of chocolates as their prizes. "Candies dandy, but liquors quicker" one of the women called to all round laughter. The lights were turned off. They took chairs and blankets out on the beach where Charlie had lit an open fire. Rosita and the doctor led the singing. They cuddled together drinking and singing into the early hours of Xmas day. Toms big king chair sat in the cool under the Moreton bay Fig tree. He sat watching as Rosita and Doctor Dan left the crowd and walked off along the beach. He could hear Salome and Albert grunting as they coupled under the night sky a few yards away. His prick stirred as he hear Salome moan "I'm coming little one I'm coming." "Listening to the lovers?" Sandra whispered. He jumped as he had not heard her approach. "Yes to be truthful I was," he said as she settled in his lap. "Dan and Rosita are down the beach, I thought you might like to take me inside" she whispered as she kissed his hand and pushed it up under her dress. "I'm hot for you," she growled, "There's nothing there to stop you." His hand had found her wet patch when she pulled away, "I like comfort, lets use that new big bed of yours." "What about Dan?" Dave asked. "What about him, he'll be trying to get into Rosita's pants, he likes them coloured." Sensing his doubt she said "Come on I'll show you, lets sneak along the beach and see if we can find them." They hadn't gone a hundred yards when they could hear voices. "Quiet" she whispered as she crept up and pulled him down to look through some scrub. Rosita was on all fours her dress up over her back. Dan was behind her, his pants still down around his ankles. As they watched, Rosita bucked and squealed out loud. Dan down on his knees in the sand was struggling to ride her rear. "Satisfied" Sandra asked as she pulled Dave away. "Let's get out of here" she whispered "I don't care to watch." Back in his bedroom they kissed sedately. Dave sensed that Sandra had something on her mind. Look he said "I'm not into stealing another mans wife. I suppose you can say I did steal Annabelle. But it was because her husband was neglecting her when she was pregnant." He heard what sounded like a sob. He held her as he turned her face to the moonlight and saw tears running down her face. He could feel her body shaking as the tears grew to larger and larger sobs. He hugged her to him, "what's up love, have I done something to hurt you?" he whispered. "Oh no! You're beautiful; I knew you would be when Dan told me about you and your camp." He sat her on the edge of the bed and found a towel to wipe her face. As he returned he couldn't help noticing that her short dress was caught up, providing him with a full frontal view of her shiny wet cunt. "Down boy" he thought. "Behave" he told himself, as he once more held her in his arms. "Oh Dave, I'm sorry, she wept, "I was going to be the sexy seductress but I can't," she wailed. He lifted her up and laid her on the bed then lay down beside her. "Oh yes you can," he whispered your beautiful. "Now let's settle down, while you tell me what I've done to make you cry." "Oh Dave, its not you. Dan and I have been trying for a baby for some time. We're both doctors, so we knew that we had a problem when I didn't fall pregnant." "We had tests; they showed that Dan can not father a child. It really broke his heart. He's been trying to sleep with every woman he meets ever since." "I put up with it, because I know he wants to prove he can make a woman pregnant. Any woman will do, but he has now discovered a penchant for dark skin." She kissed Dave tenderly. "I'm a fraud" she whispered. "It took all my courage to do what I was doing out there. I don't really dress like a trollop, but I was desperate." "I'm really pretty shy. I thought at first if I played up to you in front of him, he might get jealous and give up chasing other women. When Dan didn't get angry and I saw him down there in the sand with Rosita I just couldn't cope." She bit her lip, "As I said, I've put up with it, knowing how much his inability has hurt him." "Tonight I made up my mind after meeting Donna Betsy and Annabelle, and nursing the new baby, that I want to be pregnant. I want you to make me pregnant." She hugged Dave tight against her now bare chest, "I have never cheated on Dan, he was my first and only lover, but I want a baby." "Oh sweetheart seduce me, make me pregnant, please," she cried, as she kissed him hard. Dave had made up his mind when she cried not to take advantage of her tonight. "I'll wait till she's settled down" he thought. "Then I'll invite her back up here to the camp." His mind may have been thinking rationally but his prick and hands had minds of their own. He could feel his prick growing harder and harder poking into her stomach. His hands stroked her breasts. His eyes found it hard to ignore what he was already calling her golf tee nipples. She was now holding him tight, raining little kisses over his face and neck. He felt her move her body up until she was now kissing him on the lips, her tongue forcing its way. Their kisses grew more passionate as their hands discovered the joys of each others bodies. Dave kissed his way down Sandra `s body from her mouth to her neck, then down to her tits. "My god you've got fabulous tits" he groaned. She was so strikingly beautiful that Dave could not help himself. "Oh hell:" he cried as his mouth slowly left her erect nipple. "I can't believe how beautiful you are." Sandra was over the moon, she knew this was her most fertile cycle. There was no doubt in her mind that if Dave fucked her he would make her pregnant. She moaned and held his head when he dwelled on her belly button, his tongue teasing trying to enter. She laid back, her body trembling as Daves tongue sank into her pussy. She moaned as his tongue worked its magic. She could feel her clit pulsing. She giggled when she heard his mouth make a gurgling sound as it surfed the waves of her come. Sandra was sure that no man could do the things Dave was doing to her now without going all the way. He would have to fuck her; Baby or no baby she wanted him more and more every minute. It was like she was two different persons. On the one hand she wanted him to fuck her so she could have a baby. On the other hand she didn't care about the baby she just wanted him. She grabbed his hair and pulled his head up from her cunt. "No more please, no more. I want your cock" she said as her hands caressed his face. "Love me sweetheart," she moaned "love me, please." Dave felt her take hold of his cock. He gasped as she held it tight and rubbed it two or three times up and down in the moisture round her clit. He held his breath as she spread her legs before easing his cock slowly into her sopping wet cunt. "Oh my god that's good" he groaned as he gradually sank down on her body. "Oh yes its beautiful," Sandra answered, as she swung her legs up on to his back. "Fuck me sweetheart," she cried quietly, "fuck me and make me pregnant." Dave needed no urging his body was on fire. Sandra was so exciting, so strikingly different he could not help himself. He placed his hands either side of her head and pushed up on his knees so he could get more purchase. He looked down into Sandra's eyes as drops of his sweat disturbed by the rocking of his body dropped on to her shoulder. "It's hot" he said. "No you're hot," she replied as her legs slipped down his sweaty body to hook around his backside and pull him closer. "I love your hot sweaty body" she moaned as a shudder shook her. Dave grunted as he felt her shudder. He too was getting close. For what seemed like hours but in reality were only a few minutes they increased the speed of their coupling. Sandra was gasping and moaning as he arched his back, stopped moving, and came in a flood. His body didn't move. She held him tight "stay there darling" she whispered "I want it all." Dave had never felt so horny, even though he had just had a ball draining orgasm, he was still horny. He started to move again, "what are you doing" she cried in surprise. "Don't worry" he whispered I'm not pulling out. I want to fuck you again and again." Dave tried to roll her over so she was on top, but she resisted. "I don't want any of your sperm to escape; I don't want it to leak away. Stay on top," she whispered as she once again wrapped her legs around him. Dave could not believe his stamina; he had come three times and was still hard. Later he knew he was tiring. "I'm not as hard as I was" he cried as he urged her to "come on top." "You're beautiful" she said as she kissed him and let him collapse on the bed. He lay watching as she took the towel and wiped away their sweat. Her body was a horny mans delight; "my god her long legs just go on forever" he thought as he watched her walk towards him. As she walked, her long pointy nipples shone as they jiggled. Dave licked his lips as he felt his cock expand once again. She was so hot; he felt he could even taste his arousal. "What a picture" he moaned as she stood with the light from downstairs highlighting her long shapely legs. "You're a wonderful lover" she said as she moved on to the bed beside him. Then to his amazement she turned with her back to him and lowered herself down on his reenergised cock. "I know you love my nipples" she whispered as he watched his cock disappear from sight. "This way you can reach them while we fuck, if you like." "If I bloody like" he groaned. "Try and stop me." A loud clanging woke Dave. "Breakfast" Granny called, "get up you sleepy heads." He threw back the sheet and struggled to get out of bed. He was stunned to find his bed full of nude women. Sandra was gone. Donna Betsy Annabelle and Van had joined him some time in the early morning and now proceeded to make him aware of their presence. "Van wants a baby" Betsy told him as she kissed his limp cock. "You were too busy last night but she can wait." "We've told her you won't object to her moving in" she whispered as she pushed Van forward. Van wrapped her arms around him, her small hard body rubbing his cock. "Can I have a baby?" she asked. Dave heaved a sigh "why not" he smiled "if I live long enough, why not." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 06 "Merry Xmas Dave" Albert said as he came up from the boat. He looked at Dave relaxing with a cool drink in his hand under the Moreton Bay fig tree and grinned "you seemed to have recovered after your long visit with the doctor." "I wouldn't be too cheeky if I were you" Dave laughed. "I seem to remember hearing you and Salome just a few yards from here last night." Albert shuffled his feet embarrassed. "You know boss, Salome cried when I told her you said we could live here." "Last night she told me she would like a baby. She's never talked like that before. She reckons this would be a great place to raise kids." "Shit, not you to" Dave grunted "everyone who comes here is having a baby or wants a baby." "Even the doctor's wife wanted a baby last night." "If all the women who have told me they want babies have babies, I'll need a fucking full scale nursery for my kids." "Well you can't complain" Albert said "you started it all with your three pregnant wives." "Yes I did, didn't I," Dave grinned. "I don't know what I'm complaining about I wouldn't have it any other way." "Are you having it another way" Betsy called. She had both hands under her big belly as she slowly made her way to where David and Albert were sitting. "I thought there were no other ways left.' She grinned as she flung herself on to David's lap. Dave was immediately overwhelmed by Betsy's pregnant body. Her musky scent, the softness of her milky breasts, what he called the essence of motherhood that made her body so much more radiant and beautiful Her exuberant cuddles and kisses soon had him responding. "If you sit in the king chair then you're looking for a cuddle," she explained when David protested and told her to be careful. "Its tradition," she said. "Tradition what bloody tradition?" he asked. "The one we started yesterday," she giggled as she ground her obviously naked bottom against his cock. "No wonder the markets full of rumours about you and your camp," Granny said as she cleared a space for breakfast. "Every time I see you, you have a half naked pregnant woman in you arms." "Their not all pregnant granny," Dave responded with a laugh. Granny swiped at him with her washing up cloth. "No but they soon will be, if what I saw last night is any indication." Betsy stood up and waddled over to Granny, "my god" she laughed, "I think you're jealous, you'll have to drag her off into the sack Dave." Granny swung around, "Don't be bloody silly, I'm too bloody old for that rubbish." "I've only been here two days. I love this place. I love the company, the feeling of being part of something, of being wanted." She turned to Betsy, "Dave`s family is probably a better family, a more loving family than most of those who are telling lies about him." She stood with her hands on her hips as others came out of the barn and gathered around. "As I see it the only threat to our life here is the threat of some busy body causing trouble." "You know what I mean, getting the council or the government involved." She took a deep breath, "Health inspectors, Boating inspectors, fishing inspectors, immigration inspectors, welfare inspectors, and Tax inspectors. You name it and they have an inspector for it." "Worse still some newspaper reporter, up here checking up and reporting their twisted version of the life Dave leads." Matron said as she joined the group. "Could you imagine the headlines orgies, harems, sex romps we'd make the international news." Granny smiled at them all, "Look I'll get down off my high horse. I really think when we have visitors that we should be a little more careful. That's my only worry, I want to live here for ever and mother you all, so don't lets fuck it up:" she said as she strode back into the kitchen. The stunned silence as she left was shattered immediately. "What a fabulous xmas eve, "last night was the best I can remember," Jenny said as she wiped the sleep out of her eyes and strolled out into the stunned gathering. A very pregnant Jenny in the shortest of T shirt come night dresses, swirled around as someone started to laugh and asked with a giggle, "Where's King Dave's seat? I want a cuddle." Oblivious to the stunned silence she raised the bottom of her dress and scratched her large nude pregnant body. "Are we going to party today?" she asked as she stumbled and fell on Charlies lap. "Bloody hell!" Dave said as they all laughed. "That's put an end to any more serious discussion today. Let's shift the trestles and help Granny set up for lunch." "Its going to be bloody forty today," Charlie moaned as he struggled with the weight of the large trestle. The women had decided that it would be cooler to eat Xmas lunch out under the Moreton bay fig tree in the breeze. So the long trestle table had to be dragged out to be set up in the shade. "As soon as I'm finished I'm going to dive in beside Ruby," Charlie said. They looked over to where Ruby and Annabelle were lying in the water on blow up beds under the large canvas fly. "It looks bloody cool floating around in the shade as the tide floods in," Charlie added. "I want some of that" Dave agreed as he watched the flooding tide rise quickly. "I'm glad you cut those extra long saplings to use as tent poles" Dave whispered to Charlie. "That extra height allows more breezes to flow through and has the added advantage that the fly doesn't block our view. We can study the girls while we sit up here." "Why sit up here," Charlie said as he stood up and started to move. "let's erect the trestles down in the water. Those old wooden stools will do for seats. We can have our first Xmas lunch together in a style we'll never forget." Charlie's idea was met with all round excitement, except for granny. She was persuaded when Albert said "don't worry mum the water will probably only come up over the seats. It won't flood high enough to wet the food on the table." If the water comes up over the seats, all our beautiful new clothes will get wet," Ruby said. "I've never had clothes like them before I don't want to ruin them." Dave quietened them down "let's have lunch in fair dinkum Aussie fashion under the canvas." "Then if our cooks agree, tonight at about eight o'clock when its cooler we'll dress up and have a formal Xmas dinner. He turned to granny and Esther. "It means extra work but we'll all pitch in and help, what you say." When they agreed there was instant pandemonium. Everyone jumped into help, rushing here and there in what Matron called organised chaos. "Can we wear our bikinis for lunch?" Van asked excitedly. "Can we go topless?" Kim asked. "You can go bottomless if you like. Dress down, dress cool and let's enjoy ourselves." Matron said as she discarded her shirt. Albert sat with the water up to his waist as the last of the seafood was placed on the table. "There's not much breeze, it'll be bloody hot in town." He said as Matron organised the seating. Dave studied the women who now made up his family. They were all different all quite pretty in their own way. The new women from the fish market had added more variety and colour. Kim wore a bright yellow bikini, highlighting her tiny brown Vietnamese body. The more pregnant ladies wore shifts with nothing underneath. "Wearing clothes, especially wet clothes can be far sexier than a show of bare flesh." Tim announced as he kissed Jennies large wet belly. "Oh that's right, but they're pregnant," Kim cried as she stripped off and did a little dance, before standing in front of Dave in the nude. "Van will be sexier when Dave makes her pregnant." Dave didn't hear her; he was away in dreamland a wide smile on his face. "Shit get the doctor," Tim called "he's dead if he doesn't respond to that." "It's too late" Betsy called as they all laughed, "He's already had the doctor". Dave had been thinking "This is the life sitting here in the cool my tummy full surrounded by happy people." He was aroused from his daydream by the loud laughter caused by Betsy's remark." What's up" he called as he struggled to sit up, "Down boy," Betsy laughed, "I think you've had too much doctoring?" Dave found himself laughing at their obvious happiness. "This is what I wanted" he thought as the banter around the table created a wonderful family atmosphere. Lunch had been served on the trestles under the canvas. The lunch was a hoot, everyone laughing and enjoying themselves. The tide continued to flood in while they ate. They didn't notice how quick it rose until it covered most people's laps. Dave was surprised to see Tim and Salome sitting with water up to their chests. "What happened" he asked. "Oh our weight and a bit of soft sand have caused our seats to sink lower" Tim grinned "we might be heavier but we're cooler." "Your right, it's cooler in the water," Dave replied as he slid down off his seat and let himself float with the tide. Van and Kim followed splashing and dragging him under. Clothes were a hindrance as they fought to prevent themselves from being ducked. Dave struggled free looking for his trunks that had been pulled off in the melee. He looked around as he gained his footing. Everone was naked if they hadn't stripped voluntarily, they were attacked stripped and groped. Dave found the deepest spot and stood watching as one by one their clothes were stripped off and thrown up on the sand. He felt a hand on his leg and looked down it was young Kim. "Turn round with your back to them," she whispered. He felt her finger on his arse and turned quickly, "Merry Xmas" she laughed, as she took him in her mouth. Everything about Kim was small. He wondered briefly whether she could really give a good blow job. He hadn't finished that thought, when to his amazement she looked up in to his face her eyes soft and loving and opened her throat to take his prick in to the hilt. "You'll bloody drown" he groaned as Kim kept ducking her head under the water to suck his cock. It was mid afternoon when they finally decided to pack up. "Dinner at eight all dressed up," Granny instructed. While he watched Granny order Charlie and Albert around his mobile phone rang. It was brand new and he fumbled as his big fingers pressed the button. "Hi" he said as he wandered off down to the boats. "It's me Sandra I'm sorry we didn't get a chance to say goodnight last night." "I had a wonderful time" she whispered. "I want to do it again." "Are you coming back up to the island?" he asked. "If you'll fuck me." She cried. "We need to make sure I'm pregnant." Dave was horny now, "come on up, we have a dress up dinner tonight," he said as he remembered his time with the doctors wife. "I have to work it out with Dan," she cried "if he doesn't want to; I'll come on my own. It's my right time and I want that baby." Van had crept up to Dave's bedroom after lunch. She was naked. "I wish Dave was here" she thought as she ran her hands slowly down her body until they reached her clit. "Oh Dave" she whispered "I want a baby." Thoughts of a baby created a warm moist feeling in her cunt. "Please fuck me Dave," Van moaned as she slapped the top of her cunt hard and felt her clit tingle. A long moan escaped from her mouth as that response from her clit ran through her body from her head to her toes. "Silk sheets" she murmured as she pulled the covers back and lay on Dave`s bed. She shivered as her nude body hot from the sun reacted to the cool soft silk material. She imagined herself wrapped in Dave`s arms, and smiled. "He'd soon make me hot." Van lay back and relaxed; she stroked her belly and moved her hands up to her breasts. She could feel the moisture seeping from her cunt as she lay back and pictured his lips sucking and biting her nipples. "They're not big," she cried. "I hope Dave likes them." Her body was moving constantly, rolling and twisting as she became more and more excited. "Yes my tits aren't big but he might like small tits," Van reasoned as she rolled them in her hands. She felt her nipples grow and tingle. She raised her head to look down and watch her hands pull her nipples hard until they hurt. As she watched her nipples became erect pointing up in the air. Van let her head fall back as the wonderful feeling created by her stinging nipples washed over her. Unbeknown to Van, Dave had returned to his room. With no door or wall and only a rail to separate his upstairs room from the dining area down below, he was able to hear and see her long before she would become aware of his presence. Dave stood on the top stair and leant on the rail. The sight of Van's tiny Vietnamese body thrashing and moaning on his bed, made him forget the idea of an afternoon nap. His eyes roved around the room, her reflection in Betsy's big mirror catching his eye before her loud excited cry brought his eyes back to the bed. He listened as her moans of pleasure reached a crescendo and gradually decreased, his eyes now riveted on her small brown body. "I'm not into watching," he thought, but he did not move. He was rooted to the spot. "My god" he thought as his eyes were drawn to the writhing body on his bed, "this is incredible it's bloody near pornographic." He could hear her puffing and panting. Then he heard a long moan as, a series of little shudders hit her. As that wave of emotion swept over her, Vans hands started working faster and faster. Dave watched as one hand would slide down her body to her cunt, then back up to cup her tit, pushing it up as her tongue tried to lick her nipple. While she was doing this she was sinking the fingers of her other hand into her cunt, then pulling them out to just roll them slowly around in circles on the top of her clit. Her body movements and her groans of pleasure were causing difficulties in his trunks. Unconsciously his hand moved down to his prick, freeing it where it was caught. His eyes never left her body as he dropped his shorts. Van's hands moved away from her small tits and slid sensuously down her body, to what he swore later, when he recalled what he had witnessed, was her twitching cunt. Her fingers rubbed frantically up and down on her clit. As Dave stood gaping, her legs moved apart. Her hairy cunt seemed to open as if seeking her fingers. Her legs were jerking as they moved further and further apart. They were now so far apart he could see the ring of her arsehole amongst the hair. He gasped as her arse cheeks clenched, moving before his eyes. Van giggled and smiled to her self, as her fingers dipped into her cunt then returned to her mouth. She ran her fingers under her nose sniffing her own scent, then returned them to again spread her cunt lips. Dave watched in amazement as her fingers then played with her cunt, opening it sufficiently for him to see the shine of her secretions. Unaware she was being watched; Van commenced sliding her hand in a little circular motion over her clit. "Oh hell that's beautiful" she moaned to herself as she experienced the most toe tingling feeling. She ran her other hand up under her breast to cup it and pinch the nipple as she heard herself gasping and groaning. Little grunts of pleasure escaped from her lips as she slipped her middle finger in side her cunt. "I wish it was Dave," she thought as she slid it in further and further until there was no more. She arched her back, her body rolling and bucking when she felt an orgasm approaching. "Oh yes:" she cried as she pushed her middle finger in and out faster and faster. She could feel her fingers and thumb moving with it, rubbing the lips of her cunt creating the most exquisite feeling. She was breathing heavy, mouthing little swear words as more moisture seeped on to her hand. "Oh shit come on, come on," she moaned as she moved her other hand to rub her clit. "I'm coming, I'm coming;" she screamed as her head fell back and her body pushed up as though it was swallowing a prick. Van had lost control, her body jerking, her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth hung open as her orgasm took over. Dave could take no more his prick was ready to explode. He had never seen a woman masturbate. His mouth was dry, his heart was beating faster and faster, he just had to fuck her she was so hot, so fucking hot. Both Vans' hands were now working her cunt; he could tell that she was coming. He watched her body spasm and shudder. He heard her low sweet moan of satisfaction and knew he had to have her now. Moving quickly he knelt on the bed with his legs each side of her thrashing legs. Even when her legs hit his, she did not stop shuddering. She was off the planet. He lent forward and cupped her tits. He could feel his poker hard prick push down to hit the hair above her cunt. A thrill washed over him as her hot sticky fingers immediately took him and held him. Then as her body settled, he felt her feed him into her very sloppy cunt. Immediately Dave`s prick hit home, he felt Van start to rise to meet him. Her ankles gripping his side, her hands coming up held him, her fingernails hurting him as they dug into his back. Van felt the tremors run through her body and thought she was dreaming when Dave`s hands cupped her tits. "Thank god" she thought "thank god." Every bit of her body was moving as she laid back legs apart. "She never said a word." Dave though later as he recalled how her hands just came up, took hold of his prick and pulled it down to her cunt." Quietly she wrapped her legs around him and started to move. Then and only then did she break her silence, "make me a baby" she whispered. "I'll try love, I'll try," he moaned as he pumped his prick into her molten hot hole. Dave knew he wouldn't last long. He had stood for twenty minutes watching the most erotic act of self masturbation. He had become so hot, so randy, that he knew his prick would have exploded in his hand, if he hadn't sought to sink it in her raging cunt. Dave struggled to hold on. Fucking Van was like a fighting a bushfire out of control. There was nothing he could do to stop from coming. Her body overwhelmed his. She was covered in sweat, her body hot and sticky to touch; her cunt walls gripped his prick as her heels dug into his back and sides. Dave was lost. He didn't know what was going to happen next. Her mouth found his nipple and she bit him sending shock waves through his body, making him even more excited. Even his own moans turned him on. He was embarrassed that he was going to come so quickly. Even as he started to come, he made one final effort to slow their movements, to gain some control. Van had other ideas, her body slowed, but her cunt milked him. It had muscles he decided, that drew every drop from his highly excited prick. Dave was fucked, he started to give up. But it still wasn't over. When he thought his prick would soften and go limp, Van's cunt held it and massaged it, giving it new life. Dave started to push away as he felt the last of his sperm drained from his prick. Van stopped him. She held him tight, her lips seeking his, kissing his face and neck. "Do me lover, do me," she whispered as his prick grew hard. "Don't leave me" she pleaded. "I want your baby." With a now rock hard prick being massaged by her cunt and a stream of kisses covering his face and neck Dave had no option. He kissed her back, as her body started to move once again. Van was in the process of sucking new life into Dave `s limp prick for the third time when granny rang the dinner bell. "Saved by the bell" Dave thought as his prick slipped from her mouth. "Oh my, I'm sorry, it's very late" Van whispered as she looked up into his eyes, "I hope I no cause trouble." Dave could see she was truly troubled. "Don't worry," he said calming her down "we have time." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 06 "We've been together a long time. Others will want you, we must go." Van said as she kissed him and rolled out from under him giving his prick a playful tug. She seemed to hesitate then stood beside the bed and bent down to lightly brush his lips as she smiled shyly, "Van thanks you master." Minutes later Dave shook his head as they showered together. Van once again had his prick standing up begging to fuck. "Sweetheart" he whispered, "you're fucking magnificent. I've never had anyone turn me on and keep me turned on like you." She laughed as she towelled his prick dry. "Can we make sure we have baby tonight." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 07 It was Xmas night. Over the past month Dave`s fishing camp had been turned into a home, for Dave and his family of pregnant women. Tonight after a rollicking Xmas lunch, the family had invited a few friends to a dress up dinner. Dave remembered to dress “properly.” and stood looking over the rail from his bedroom, surveying the group as they gathered for dinner. A few new faces had joined them during the afternoon. As he strolled downstairs his eyes were first drawn to the beautifully decorated long table. His eyes roamed on over his family who all stood watching him. He hardly recognised them. Charlie and Albert were dressed in long pants shirts and ties. That must be a first; he thought, having never seen them in anything other than shorts and singlets. All his ladies wore high heels, most wore evening style outfits and had had their hair done since lunch. “Its amazing what a little imagination and the Salvos op shop can do to change us isn’t it,” laughed Granny. Granny was the most amazing transformation; she looked stunning in a long gown, with her grey hair high up on her head. ”Betsy is a trained hairdresser she helped us do our hair.” She twirled around showing off. “Matron found this gown in the recycled clothing store, isn’t it beautiful?” she cried. Ruby with her black aboriginal skin shining had opted for a short slinky red dress. He had never seen Ruby when she was wearing shoes. Tonight the red stilettos with a high strap around her black ankles made his cock twitch in his pants. “That’s a great outfit,” he told her. She positively beamed when he added, “You look very sexy tonight.” Bronwyn Meehan from the ladies boutique took his breath away with her giant tits and her low cross over neckline. Rubenesque was the word that came to mind as he mentally licked his lips at the thought of sucking those white monsters. Fred James from the furniture shop at the junction had bought his wife and eighteen year old daughter. Both were blondes with long thin bodies like the fashion models he saw on TV. Dave checked them out. Both tall and well groomed, they’re bodies were carbon copies of each other. Both had what looked like nice small hard tits. Their waists were tiny, their long legs disappearing just as they got interesting under short cream silken skirts. Fred’s wife had that sexy look that only a few women could carry; she was the type of woman that men of all ages immediately wanted as a fuck partner. “I wonder if the daughter takes after her mother,” he thought as his eyes moved on. He was surprised to see Doctor Dan and Sandra had returned. Sandra, he couldn’t help note as his prick stirred, looked tremendous in a little black dress. He dragged his eyes away to find Matron talking to him. “Looking for more doctoring, I see.” she laughed. Dave was surprised to see three or four women standing shyly behind her. “I went down to the women’s shelter this afternoon after a ring from my colleague, who manages it.” “The shelter is a miserable place at any time, but it’s more so at Xmas. I knew you wouldn’t mind if I invited these poor buggers to our Xmas dinner.” Dave didn’t have time to agree as his women gathered around welcoming the visitors. Matron introduced them as Grace, Abigail and Chloe. “Shit Matron, did you warn them what his place can be like when you all let your hair down,” Dave said a worried look on his face. “Of course,” she replied with a grin. “I told them that tonight could be fun and just a little wild.” Dave didn’t have a chance to meet the three women properly. Betsy and Donna whipped them away to show them their rooms. “We’ll lend them some dress up clothes and invite them to share and stay the night,” Annabelle told him as she took his arm. “Meet Madison she has the rotten job of running the shelter. She was worried about visiting us tonight, in case one of the husbands found out and caused trouble. Women go to her shelter for protection.” Madison was dressed in a white slack suit with a dark blue reefer jacket. Just by watching her walk and talk, Dave judged she would be a tough and super efficient manager. I wonder if she has a softer side, he thought as he shook her hand and leant over to kiss her on the cheek. “I didn’t know we had a shelter,” he said, as she stepped back from his kiss. Matron had been surprised by the kiss on the cheek. “We don’t publicise the shelter or its location, because most of our guests, need security and privacy.” “Grace, Abigail and Chloe have all experienced extreme domestic violence. Poor Graces body is back and blue from beltings.” “The three of them have fled homes where lack of money and self respect, led to drunkenness and violence.” “They need someone to love them and make them feel loved.” “The way Betsy and Donna welcomed them, was just what they needed.” Madison studied Dave carefully. He was the subject of much discussion in government welfare circles; When she sought permission to take her three charges out of the shelter and up to Dave`s island, they readily agree. “Check him out and tell us what you find,” the director had said. “Let’s all sit down now before the meal goes cold,” Esther ordered, cutting off any further conversation. Dave studied Esther’s short white dress and her shiny stockings. “Great legs,” he murmured. She winked at him and pushed him to his king seat at the head of the table. “Thank god we waited till the cool of the evening,” Annabelle said as she surveyed the piled plates of hot food. Granny and her helpers had set out to make the meal a feast. Days of planning and slaving over hot stoves produced Roast Turkey, Baked Ham, BBQ Chickens, Pork, Veal, Lamb, and every type of roast vegetables imaginable. “A feast fit for a King,” Esther said as she proposed a toast to King Dave and his family. Betsy, Donna, Ruby, Albert and Charlie made little speeches, telling stories of past Xmas days and what a difference Dave and the island had made to their lives There were tears in the eyes of quite a few around the table, as they toasted each other and said thanks to Granny and Esther for the meal. When they all seemed finished, Dave slapped his stomach, pushed his chair back and called for Rosita to lead them in Xmas carols. Esther stood quickly. “It’s not over yet. We’ve made a big plum pudding. Granny wants you all to have some, as it’s one of her special recipes. A big Xmas plum pudding reminds her of when she was young and the big family she left behind in Greece. “Thirty all together, including sixteen family,” Granny said as she served out the plum pudding. Dave looked around. Charlie, Albert, Tim and he made four, so his family now included 12 women. Not bad he grinned, for a bloke who had never really had a girl friend, or taken a woman out to dinner in his life. . “That’s the first time I’ve had a pudding with money in it,” Ruby laughed as she dropped her spoon, “I’m full and I’ve found the most money.” Charlie joined in, “Yeah, when I was a kid my mum told us that it was an old family custom. She reckoned that decimal currency killed the idea. The new coins are not suitable for steaming.” “I don’t know about you,” Dave said. “I found it fun watching you all look for coins in each spoonful, it made a great ending to a wonderful meal.” “That’s not the end,” Esther called. “Grannie wants the threepenny pieces back. You’re the bank Dave; you have to cash in their winnings. No cash just favours. When they bring the money up they can demand certain favours, you know ask you to do something,” she said as she grinned and winked at the crowd. The room was quiet they were all listening, as she laughed and went on. “The more threepenny bits the bigger the favour. You must cover their claim, you can pay what they ask, or you can make a counter offer. There’s no hurry they have until New Years day to collect.” Rosita called, “Turn on the music; we can start the dancing, while Ruby who has the most threepenny bits, thinks of the favour Dave will have to pay to redeem them.” “I can’t dance,” Dave said as Annabelle and Donna tried to drag him up off his seat. “Oh shut up, we don’t have enough men to let you sit and watch,” Esther said as she jumped in to help force him to his feet. “I’ll teach you, just hold me tight and move your body with mine,” Donna said as she hugged him close and moved her body sexily. “Shit! We want to keep him up dancing, not up something else,” Betsy called. “We’d better forget the waltzing; just teach him slow smooching, if you’re going to dance like that. She laughed at the looks on their faces. “Bloody hell, haven’t you smooched? It’s like making out; only you stand up and do it to music. You know where you just stand together and get ready to fuck.” “Smooching it is then,” Matron called as she urged everyone to dance. “Now you’re up here permanently on the island we’ll teach you all to dance,” Donna said as she snuggled her head on Dave`s shoulders. “When I’ve had the baby we can really smooch, my belly makes it awkward now.” They didn’t let Dave sit down. Betsy trying to make sure everyone had a chance to dance with him. She took Dave aside for a minute. “The three from the shelter are still timid and a little overwhelmed. I’m going to get Annabelle and Donna to help me get them up dancing, so we can all dance together. I want you to flirt with them, tell them how lovely they look tonight. Make them feel good.” Donna pushed Grace into Dave`s arms. “You had better make the best of him,” she laughed. “You’ll have to share him with us shortly.” Grace was stiff and shy. Dave gently pulled her to him and whispered in her ear, “don’t worry I won’t bite.” “Yes he will,” Annabelle cried. She had been standing nearby watching and listening. Grace smiled and leant closer to Dave, as Annabelle went on. “He really only nibbles and then it’s only in the most interesting places.” Grace was short, her head just reaching Dave`s shoulder. As they danced he ran his hands down her back, she flinched and pulled away when he reached her backside. “I’m sorry” he spluttered. “I didn’t mean to grope you.” “Oh no!” she whispered as tears welled up in her eyes, “I’m bruised and your hand surprised me.” Dave leant down and kissed her eyes, “don’t cry sweetheart, we won’t let him do it again.” Grace had been enjoying dancing with Dave; it had been years since she danced. Her husband was insanely jealous. He took his jealousy out on her, by bashing her if she even looked at another man, let alone dance with one. Dave’s hands wandering down her back, had caused a little tremor as she realised he was stroking her like a lover. “Oh no, don’t stop,” she moaned Dave lifted her head and kissed her on the lips. She grunted and then after a few seconds relaxed, as her mouth opened and her tongue tentatively sough Dave’s. Oh my, she thought this is lovely as she relaxed and enjoyed his kisses. “Right oh, David, that’s enough of that.” Donna said disturbing them. “Annabelle’s taking Betsy to lie down, so you only have four girlfriends to share those kisses. It’s Chloe’s turn.” Chloe was much taller than Grace, who kissed him and whispered, “I’d like to do that again.” Chloe stood waiting, “I can’t dance,” She said as he took her in his arms “Neither can he,” Donna laughed. “Just stand close to him and smooch to the music. Watch his wandering hands; he likes the feel of a woman’s body.” “Oh hell!” Dave exclaimed. “Don’t ruin my bloody reputation before I get a chance to do it myself.” “I used to love a man’s hard body against mine,” Chloe said. “My bloody drunken husband stopped that. In the end he loved the booze not me” Dave held her close. She was not as timid as Grace. She responded by gripping his butt and pushing her body forward. Dave moved his head back surprised “Don’t worry,” she whispered as an angry look spread over her face. “I won’t rape you. I know what it is to be forced.” “You won’t have to force me, I give in,” Dave laughed, as his lips sought hers. Chloe was hungry for kissing; she loved it and surprised Dave by her intensity. “I haven’t had so much fun in years,” she moaned as she felt her nipples and pussy responding to their kisses. “My god Dave you’re a real problem,” Donna said as she danced up to them. Every time I turn my back you’re kissing another woman. “No problem at all,” Chloe cried, “I love it.” “Oh I can see that,” Donna replied, “but Its Abigails turn.” Chloe was aggressive. Grace was compliant. Abigail was shy. Dave could feel her trembling in his arms as they shuffled around the floor. “Don’t worry,” he whispered just relax and enjoy yourself. He could hardly hear her reply. “You’ve got a very nice place here,” she said as she held her body away from his. “Yes it’s become a home for my family.” “Are they all your wives?” she asked, her face looking at his for the first time. “I mean you can’t have more than one wife, it’s against the law.” “Oh, I’m not married. I call these wonderful girls my wives. They were dumped by their partners and families for becoming pregnant. I’ve taken it upon my self to help them.” “Betsy told me you sleep with all of them,” she said as she again looked him straight in the eye. “Yes that’s true. Do you have a problem with that?” “Oh no, I think this place is just marvellous. I can’t believe how happy everyone is and how they all share you.” “You’re a very lucky man.” “I know,” he said, as he saw Jenny signalling for a dance. “It’s cooler with the lights off,” Jenny murmured as they danced. Dave ran his hands over her backside as he pulled her big bloated body close. “Christ your big,” he grunted. “How long have you got to go?” “About six weeks, I hope you know you’re going to be busy,” she answered with a grin. When he looked puzzled she continued. “Betsy should go any day now. Donnas about three weeks away, I’m five weeks and Ruby seven.” “Four babies in two months, you’ll have to visit the town’s maternity ward at least four times with four different pregnant women. That’ll guarantee you’re the talk of the town, especially the pubs,” Jenny laughed. “That will give them something to talk about,” he thought, as he danced the next dance with Bronwyn. Bronwyn’s body was dominated by her massive breasts. It wasn’t only their size that drew Dave’s attention. His eyes kept returning to the beautiful snow white skin he could see in her low cut cross over top. “I’ve never seen skin so flawless so stark white,” he told her. Without thinking he straightened his prick in his trousers as they danced. “What are you doing?” she whispered. Dave blushed, “You’ve made me horny.” She smiled. “I know.” “I should have taken up dancing years ago,” Dave moaned, as she moved closer, so her breasts were squeezed between them. Bronwyn closed her eyes as she felt herself respond to the gentle massage of Dave`s prick on her lower body. It must be at least twelve months she calculated, since I’ve been fucked. The singles bars and the groping slobs had turned her off sex. When Dave and his wives visited her boutique, she admired the easygoing way he responded to their sexy byplay. She had made up her mind that Dave would be nice to know. After he left she checked him out, finally getting the truth from Matron. “He’s a big softie,” Matron had said when they had coffee. “He’s been a commercial fisherman for years, spending his nights alone on the river fishing.” “He helped Annabelle during her pregnancy. Since then I think he would say he’s been on a roller coaster ride.” Finally Matron told her to accept Dave’s invitation and see for herself. “If you come up to the island, I’m sure you won’t be sorry,” Matron added as she left. No I’m not sorry, she thought, as she watched Dave study her tits. He’s nice; He hasn’t tried to maul me like most men do when they see big breasts. As they danced she could feel a tingle between her legs. Her breathing sounded loud to her ears.” Oh my,” she sighed, “I’m hot.” She hadn’t realised she had spoken aloud until Dave replied, “yes it is hot lets go outside.” Outside Dave’s wives were lending his boxer shorts and singlets to guests who hadn’t bought swimwear. “Wear these, tie the boxers tight, and don’t worry about the top.” “Swim topless you won’t believe how good you’ll feel,” Donna laughed as she jigged by, her milky tits swaying. “Are you swimming?” Dave asked Bronwyn. He thought this will be good; my singlet will never cover those beauties. She looked at him out the corner of her eye, “Why not?” then as if she had read his mind she said, “I won’t need one of those singlets, Matron told me to bring bathers.” Whilst dressing Bronwyn decided not to wear the top of her two piece. “That may satisfy his curiosity,” she thought as she studied the reflection of her unfettered breasts in the mirror. At the last minute she panicked. “I don’t want to mess it up. If I come out topless, the first night I visit, he’ll think I’m a slut.” “It’s not worth it, I won’t take a chance,” she said speaking to her topless reflection. Shaking her head, to signal no, she ran her hands over her breasts and slipped on a shirt. She smiled as she headed outside,” I’ll leave most of the buttons undone.” Dave stood in the water and waited for Bronwyn to change. He could not hide his disappointment when he saw she was wearing what looked like a shirt over her bathers. Dave`s disappointment quickly disappeared when Bronwyn joined him in the water. His heart beat just that little faster when he realised that there was very little other than Bronwyn under that shirt. “My god the waters cold,” Bronwyn said as she waded out to join him. “Come here and I’ll warm you,” Dave said as he slipped his hands inside her shirt and pulled her close so they could kiss. Bronwyn didn’t know how long they kissed, but it seemed forever. The tingle in her pussy spread over her body. Her shirt was now fully open, allowing Dave access to her massive breasts. “I’ve wanted to kiss these all night,” he groaned as he lifted her breast up to meet his lips. Dave was dumfounded at their size, he estimated that just her aureoles and nipples were bigger than Van’s breasts. He was having trouble just trying to suck one of her aureoles into his mouth. “Gently darling,” Bronwyn whispered, as her hands moved to hold his head and guide him. Dave let her have her way, moving his head to her prompting .He held her heavy tits in his hands and licked around her nipple, his lips sucking lightly. She heaved a sigh, “oh my god that’s beautiful.” Bronwyn couldn’t believe what was happening. She was standing in the shadows waist deep in water, allowing a man she had only met once in her shop before tonight, suck her breasts. She looked up; people were all around them swimming, playing laughing and talking. No one seemed to be taking any notice. She shook her head, and pushed Dave away. “What’s up?” he cried. “My God Dave we can’t do this in public. I’d die of shame if people caught us having sex.” “We weren’t having sex, but I hope we do.” He grinned as he pulled her to him and kissed her. “Let’s go to my room,” he whispered as he pushed his prick down and straightened his swimmers. They walked arm and arm out of the water up the beach to find Esther waiting. “Thank God Dave, I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” she cried. “Betsy’s baby wants to be a Xmas babe; it’s decided its time.” “Betsy wants you; she keeps asking where you are.” He looked around at the others who were still swimming and dancing. “She can’t have it here,” he said, a note of anxiety creeping into his voice, Matron took charge, “Sandra and Dan are doctors, and both work in our hospital.” His Pregnant Lover Ch. 07 “So she could have it here, but don’t panic, I’ve rang the hospital.” The ambulance is on its way to the village across the back. The boys will carry her on a stretcher over to the boat. Dave and one of the doctors can go with her.” “If any thing happens on the way Betsy will have a doctor and ambulance man to assist her. All you will have to do Dave is hold her hand.” Things moved quickly. Sandra agreed to accompany Dave and Betsy. The ambulance got them to the hospital with time to spare. Dave once again sat in the waiting room with the other expectant fathers, thinking how he was going to do this all over again and again in the next few weeks. Sandra shook him, “I’m talking to you,” she said. “Betsy wants you in the delivery room when she gives birth, are you prepared to be there as the baby is born.” “Oh hell I don’t have to do anything, do I?” he cried. “No! Some mothers like their partner to be there with them at this very special moment,” she said, her eyes softening as she watched him come to grips with the idea. The first thing he heard when he entered the theatre was a nurse telling Sandra. “There will be no anaesthetist, so no epidural; the doctors can give her a local if she asks for it.” “What’s all that about?” he asked. “It really means it will be a natural birth with little pain relief, Sandra told him as she dressed him in a gown and mask and sat him where he could hold Betsy’s hand. It seemed hour’s later but was certainly a lot less than that, when Dave relived what had happened. He had been scared stiff as he sat talking to Betsy while Sandra moved quietly and professionally about the theatre. He remembered thinking, as he heard them talking of pain management and Betsy’s contractions and dilation that he would have to learn more about these matters if he was going to do this again. He shook his head as he remembered how the nursing team had moved quickly when her water broke. He would never forget the look Betsy gave him as they urged her to push. Even now he broke into a sweat as he remembered her screams. He smiled as he recalled the happy voices and Betsy’s joy when she saw her baby girl for the first time. “A girl!” Sandra said as she joined him. “Every things fine, both Betsy and the baby are OK.” She took his hand, “let’s go to my office it’s just down the hall. They’ll call us there, if Betsy needs you.” Back in the office Dave was tired; the birth had been a draining experience for him. “I don’t think I’ll ever fuck without a condom again, that’s too much for any man to put a woman through.” He told Sandra. “Don’t you dare,” Sandra said as she swung around and grabbed him. “Women are built for babies; they have been having babies for thousands of years. Ask Betsy right now an hour after her first baby and she’ll tell you she wants more.” “I was there with you. I’ve been there with dozens of women and I want a baby. You my friend,” she said as she kissed him hard, “are going to be its father.” When Dave responded half heartedly she smiled, “You’re tired; it’s been a long day. There’s a shower that I use across the hall, let’s use it and freshen up.” Dave heard Sandra moving about in the room as he stood under the stream of hot water. He wasn’t surprised when the shower curtain was pulled aside and Sandra joined him. “My god,” he said as her pointy breasts rubbed his chest, you’re fucking magnificent. You’ve got the body of a twenty year old.” “And the morals,” she said as she dropped to her knees and kissed his balls. Sandra quickly brought new life to his tired body, especially his cock. He became more and more excited as she teased him with her mouth and tongue. He shuddered as she knelt on the floor of the shower and licked up and down the shaft of his cock. He turned off the water so he could watch as she kept licking, her face and eyes looking up at him. She was deliberately avoiding taking his cock in her mouth. Time and time again she licked down the shaft of his cock, Moving further down to take his balls in her mouth before returning to lick around the head. Each time she returned to his cocks head, his expectations that she would deep throat him, or at least take him in her mouth grew. Each time he was disappointed when she licked up to the edge, nibbling on the skin of his foreskin before starting to slowly lick back down again. He let out a snort of relief when her mouth finally returned to devour his entire cock. “Wonderful,” he moaned, as she deep throated him. He held his breath as Sandra seemed to stop and savour his cock. He was buried to the hilt. He knew its tip must be at the back of her throat. He could feel her teeth grazing his skin. A wonderful feeling swept over him as the warmth of her mouth caused his cock to leak a little come. Dave looked down at Sandra. She couldn’t possibly be comfortable. She looked like a drowned rat down on the hard floor of the wet shower. “Come on love,” he whispered as he lifted her up and kissed her on the lips. “Let’s get more comfortable.” She clung to him, “remember sweetie,” she moaned, “we are still in the hospital. “There’s no one around at this late hour because its Xmas night. Only a skeleton staff is on duty.” She hurried to say, “but we can’t stay here,” when his fingers again entered her pussy. She wrapped herself in a small hospital towel whispering, “Bring your clothes, we’ll change in my office.” When she dropped the towel in the office, he gathered her in his arms, “Do you still want that baby?” “Oh sweetheart you know I do, I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.” Their kisses grew more fiery as their hands sought each others bodies. “Just fuck me sweetheart,” she whispered, “just fill me full of your come.” Dave needed no urging, he lifted her up to sit her on her office desk. Pulling her body forward until she was balancing on the edge, he pushed her legs wide and stood between them. Sensing what he was trying to do, Sandra took his cock in her hand and wriggled her body, until he was poised at the entrance to her pussy. “Make love to me sweetheart,” she groaned as he pushed home to the hilt, in one long slow motion. Sandra wrapped her legs around his back and lay back on the desk, spilling its contents on the floor. The lay for a minute and then gradually both started to move. Slowly at first, then as they struck a rhythm their pace quickened. Dave looked down at Sandra as she lay on her back on the desk. Her breasts and stomach was moving backwards and forwards pushed by the thrusts of his excited cock. Her eyes were wide open staring at him, as her mouth opened and whispered, “thank you.” “Oh!” she moaned, as he slowed, feeling a build up in his balls that he could not control. “I can feel it. I know you’re ready. Fill me love, it’s my most fertile time, make us a baby.” As she spoke her hands gripped his waist, her nails hurting him, making him squirm. He could feel her working her cunt under him, making herself more receptive. Suddenly she seemed to go stiff, her eyes opened wider, her tongue licked along her lips. She squealed. She didn’t have to tell Dave she was about to come, he knew. Dave thrust harder and faster forcing himself over the line to join her. They both stopped for a minute grunting and groaning before slowly moving once more. “Oh,” she sighed, “oh my, that was wonderful.” Sandra’s mind tried to register the feelings that were coursing through her body. She felt filled; her pussy was leaking a mixture of their sperms through its slightly sore lips. She was gasping for breath, her nipples hurt, her toes tingled, she was sure Dave had made her pregnant. “What are you doing?” she stammered when he slipped his cock out and turned her over. He didn’t answer as he moved her body so it was up on the desk, with her feet hanging down to the floor, She felt him ease her legs apart and step between them. She gasped in anticipation as she felt his wet cock trail across the cheeks of her bum. She felt exposed knowing that Dave could see her pussy lips and the leaking come. She closed her eyes and pictured her bum stuck up in the air her pussy open waiting for his cock. Things seemed to go quiet she could hear her own breathing, coming in short bursts. “Oh my god!” She groaned with the sudden shock of penetration, as Dave grunted and entered her with one long quick thrust. Sandra could tell he was going to be quick. She felt his hands grip her hips pulling them back and pushing them forward, making her move with his thrusts. She felt his body stiffen; his hands worked her hips and body faster as his body slammed against hers. Dave’s groans of pleasure and passion filled the room as his cock swelled and spewed its load. Sandra wanted his baby. She tried to close her pussy round his cock, pushing her body back and up to receive his sperm. She smiled as his wetness and hers combined. Dave let his arms relax and lowered his chest down on to her back. His heart was beating wildly; sweat covered his body as he felt his cock pump the last dribble of cum into Sandra. “Stay there sweetheart,” she moaned, “don’t leave me.” “I won’t,” Dave whispered, as he felt a twitch of renewed life in his cock. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 08 Dave returned to the camp in the early hours of Boxing Day. The camp was quiet, Ruby the only one moving as she bent over the open fire cooking crabs. He stopped to admire her tiny black body. What a difference clothes can make, he thought, as he studied her with her feet bare in her day to day gear of denim shorts and shirt. “My god Ruby you looked horny last night in that red dress,” he called. “Thanks boss,” she grinned and blushed. “If I were you I wouldn’t tease me, remember I’ve got the most favours to redeem from the Xmas pudding.” Charlie and Albert had been cleaning up after last night’s party. They both collared Dave dragging him off down to the beach. “Listen boss,” Albert said. “We’ve got something to tell you.” Charlie broke in, “Ruby wants to spend a night with you. She asked me if I would let her and I agreed.” Dave started to speak but Charlie waved him quiet. “Mate, Ruby and I are partners. I told her she doesn’t need to ask me.” “I love that girl, we’re going to make a good life together, but I’m old. I’m not as virile as I once was. I know she loves you. She keeps telling me what a change you have brought to her life.” “She spoke to Albert because he is her brother. She thinks because she’s an aborigine that you may not desire her. We’ll understand if you don’t want to, it’s up to you. We just thought we’d tell you, that we would love you two to get together.” Dave had sat stunned as they spoke. “Thanks boys,” he said when he regained his composure. “First Ruby is beautiful, and her colour or background doesn’t worry me.” “I’d be thrilled to sleep with her; I am amazed that she wants to, just as I am constantly amazed that beautiful girls like Annabelle Donna and Betsy would want me. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have them love me.” “To tell you the truth I’m really starting to worry that they think they have a duty to fuck me.” “Let me finish,” he said as they both objected. “I’m overwhelmed by the way the ladies treat me. They are all so wonderful, so beautiful, I love them all.” “None of them owe me anything. I am the winner in this whole deal. The change to my life has been fantastic. I just love to come home to my family. Three months ago I came home to an empty boat. Now I come home to an island full of love. I have never been so happy in my whole life.” He looked up when Charlie pointed behind him. He swung around to see they had been joined as they spoke by most of his family. “Shit how much have you heard?” he cried as his embarrassment made his voice quiver. Annabelle was nursing her baby as she came forward and sat in the sand beside him. “It really doesn’t matter what we’ve heard. I’m sure I speak for everyone else, when I say I could feel the love in your voice. It made my toes tingle, it made me want to jump you into bed right here and now.” “We love you for what you are. It’s true we love you for what you’ve done, but you’ve done all this because you’re so kind, so loveable. We all want to mother you and keep you safe in or arms. When you return that love we become complete.” “Don’t fight it, enjoy it,” She said as she kissed him on the cheek. Dave was overwhelmed by the hugs and kisses, with a scrum of women telling him they loved him. “While this ‘love in’ is continuing we could arrange a special family meeting.” Matron said as she started issuing orders. “Albert go and round up everyone, we meet in ten minutes under the Moreton Bay fig, and everyone including visitors are welcome.” “Did some of visitors stay over?” Dave asked. “Yes, others went home and came back; we asked them all to have the day with us.” Matron explained. “Don’t worry the girls and I have it all planned. After our meeting we are going to run the net and get some fresh fish, check the crab pots and collect oysters.” “That will keep them all busy before we have a fresh seafood lunch. We plan to do what we did the other day. We’ll set up the table in the water so the tide can flood around us and keep us cool.” Dave looked around; in addition to his family he spotted Madison, Chloe, Grace and Abigail from the shelter. They looked far more relaxed this morning. Madison in shorts showed a fine pair of legs. My god, that pair are hot, Dave thought as he continued checking out the visitors. He had spied Fred James wife Carol, wearing the tightest of tiny shorts and a string bra. She sat with her daughter Mandy whose shorts were so tight he wondered how she got in and out of them. Their trim pampered bodies made his mouth water. Rosita smiled as his eyes swept by and then returned. She was stunning in a one piece bathing costume that hugged her generous hips and displayed her fine brown tits. “Righto!” Matron said as she gave him a dig in the ribs, “study the girls later, let’s start.” “We have decided that we can’t keep calling our home the hut. We want to give it a proper name. So Fred James and his family helped us have a name board carved out of an old cedar log. Turn round for a minute while I get Carol and Mandy to come here and help.” She led the three of them over to a pile of blankets and clothes at the entrance to the hut. When they were removed, Dave was stunned to see that the big old log had had been cleaned and preserved. The words, ‘The Haven’ had been carved on its side. “It has become a haven,” Annabelle said. “We originally picked ‘Dave`s Haven.’ Given the talk down in the town we thought The Haven may not cause as much gossip, nor offend some of their tiny minds. So our official address is The Haven, Fisherman’s Island.” “Mandy and Carol with the help of Fred picked the log and had it floated over to the village. They hired a wood carver to do the work, before they brought it back.” You’d better give them a kiss and say thank you.” Matron said, as she pushed Dave towards Mandy. Young Mandy giggled, she leant forward and held Dave`s head, kissing him long enough to draw whistles and cheers from the mob. “My god Carol,” Donna said, “you’ve got a lot to beat.” Dave looked into Carol`s eyes as she pantomimed licking her lips and baring her teeth. When she kissed, he realised she wasn’t joking. Carol devoured him. Holding his head back, she stuck her tongue out and licked up his lips. Dave was responding. She nibbled his now open mouth lightly, before her mouth closed over his, sucking and biting. Her tongue worked wonders. Dave could feel his cock expanding in his pants. “The oldies are better,” she announced to the cheering mob, as she finally eased her mouth from his, her eyes noting the tent in his pants. “How is the money holding out boss?” Albert asked as Dave and Charlie joined him under the fly and opened a beer. “Ok why?” Dave asked. “Salome and I can get a little shop building from that village at the back of our island. The developer was going to knock it down so he can clear the block for units.” “I gave him a hand, doing a bit of maintenance work on his boat on a couple of weekends. “He tried to pay me, but I was just helping out so I knocked his money back. He has been a good mate ever since. Last week he took me over to the shop and said, “if its here at the end of the month I’m going to have to bulldoze it.” “We walked around it and I told him that it was a shame to knock it down. He stunned me when he said I could have it, if I took it away.” “Salome’s picked out a spot at the back of the Haven We reckon Charlie and Ruby could live there with us.” Matron joined in. “You have invited so many people to join your family that even a building the size of the Haven is starting to bulge at its seams.” “When Albert told us about this building we thought it a good opportunity to talk about our future. Your family members can be quite properly accommodated in the Haven. But babies are coming and we would like to talk about them.” “We also need to talk about costs, about paying our way, for example Government social security.” “No dole here,” Dave said “you can all work; there is a lot of value adding we can do to our catch.” “That’s all right but they want to know what they have to do. Give them responsibility for particular jobs. Granny in the kitchen, Esther in charge of house keeping, Salome fishing, Ruby crabbing. You know what I mean make them feel they are doing something valuable to help.” He grabbed Matron and kissed her, “you’re appointed boss,” he said as he swiped her across the bottom. She protested but he waved her protests away. “I know you only come up when you’re off work, but that’s enough for all of us to see what an organiser you are. You’ve been worth your weight in gold over the past few weeks. So that’s it, your boss, discuss it with the family and allocate jobs and responsibilities.” He turned to address them all, “you don’t have to have an island job. Those who want to keep their jobs in town like Matron, can still live up here. We can run a boat down to the market twice a day and pick up workers.” “Now let’s get back to Alberts building. Has anyone any questions or ideas?” “What about council, will we need to get permits to put the shop over here? Do we pull it down or try to float it over? How big is it? Is it in good condition?” The questions were bubbling from the group. “Right that’s enough sitting around yapping,” Dave called. “Lets walk over to the back of the Island; the boys can bring a couple of dinghies. The sand banks have built up so much since the last flood, we can just about wade over. Those who can’t swim can jump in the dinghies. The tide will not be back in for two or three hours so we have time.” “Get hats and sand shoes or boots,” he ordered as the giggling and laughing mass started down the track. The backwater between the Island and the little village was beautiful in the morning sun. They played and swam as they waded through the last little channel before the mainland. They invaded the little shop. Albert and Salome led them on a tour of inspection. “It used to be a boat hire spot until it went broke and closed down years ago.” Albert said as he pointed out that the shop area could be a lounge dining room and the four small back rooms could be re- designed to become at least two bedrooms. They trooped up to the village corner store and take away. “Twenty two for tea and coffee,” Albert told the startled shop keeper. “Bloody hell Albert, I don’t get more than a dozen customers a day you’ll have to give us a hand,” the shopkeeper cried, as Albert introduced him around. Dave was already in the kitchen when he was joined by Carol. She bumped him quite deliberately with her hip as she bent to take some cups out of a cupboard. “Nice kiss big boy,” she whispered “I’d like to do it again sometime soon”. Dave stood looking at her backside; the tiny shorts were so tight they moulded the round cheeks of her arse. As she bent over the bulge between her legs gave him an indication of the size of her pussy lips. Dave stretched out and ran his hand down over her shorts until it was touching bare skin. He moved his finger back to rub the ridge of her pussy lips in her shorts. She pushed back against his fingers. “Be careful, I might rape you,” she whispered, as she pushed back forcing his fingers hard against her pussy. Outside the discussion on how to move the shop was in full swing. Charlie pointing out that the building lent itself to be cut in three. The developer’s heavy gear could lift the parts to the waters edge, where the timber getters barge could carry them a piece at a time back to the haven. “That’s settled we’ll do it,” Dave said as they started to wander back across the sand flats to the island. Carol was more and more determined to spend time with Dave. She marvelled at how his women folk loved him. Donna had told both her and Mandy that he was a kind and gentle lover. “He’s bloody well hung,” she had added her eyes shining. Mandy was still a virgin at nineteen. She was hanging around with a disco crowd that were into drugs. Carol was sure Mandy hadn’t used drugs. but she wanted to keep her away from them just in case. Dave with his islands drug free and limited grog policy intrigued her. The more she studied him and visited with his women, the more certain she was that this was a good place for Mandy to be, and that Dave would make a great first time lover. Matron had allocated family members to the fishing oystering and crabbing expeditions. She looked at Madison Chloe Grace and Abigail and said for security you had better stay with me. Carol and Mandy were the only other ones without a task. “Dave you can take Carol and Mandy to help you get fuel and clean up the House boat ready for our family cruise tonight. We’ve only got to fuel up and stock provisions for about 30 people.” On the house boat Dave slumped down on the lounge. Dave studied the mother and her daughter. He grinned as he looked up at Mandy, “mum didn’t bring the wrong baby home,” he said. “Your mum is very beautiful; you will be even more beautiful as you grow older, if that’s possible.” Mandy pouted in mock anger, “does that mean I’m not beautiful now?” she asked as she dropped down on the lounge beside him. “I was going to give you a kiss for inviting us to come back up to the island,” she said pouting again, “but I don’t think I will now.” “Oh is that so!” Dave exclaimed. Well I’ll kiss your mum.” He beckoned to Carol who came over and sat on the arm of the lounge near him. Dave reached up and pulled her down into his lap, “you won’t refuse me a kiss will you?” he asked. She did not answer. her lips were too busy kissing. Mandy wrapped her arms around both of them, “Not fair.” she cried. “I had to kiss first before, that gave mum the advantage of seeing what I did.” “All right,” Carol said, as she pushed herself back up on the arm of the lounge, “show us what you can do.” Mandy lowered herself on Dave`s lap, smiling as she felt the hardness of his cock. She ground her hard young breasts against his chest and wriggled her pussy on his cock. Her tongue flashed across his lips before filling his mouth and taking Dave`s breath away. Dave ran his hands all over her firm young body. He was used to more mature bodies, in fact soft pregnant bodies. Mandy was the first virgin body he had held and kissed. He marvelled at the smooth texture of her skin as his hands played with her tight little but. Her smooth hard flat stomach finally led his roving hands to her breasts. They were like ripe mangoes, full and soft, yet hard to his touch. Carol sat a few feet away. She knew she should say something, or stop them, or leave. She shifted slightly to allow her legs to open. Her pussy was pulsing as she watched what her nineteen year old virgin daughter was doing with Dave. She wet her lips as her mouth went dry. She tried to leave but slumped back to watch. She couldn’t take her eyes off them. Dave`s hands opened Mandy’s string bra. Her tits to sprang out, causing Carol to gasp at the way the nipples stood out as they hardened. Her own nipples were starting to tingle as she watched Dave`s head slide down. His mouth took Mandy’s nipple between his teeth and pulled it out from her breast. Mandy gasped and raised her head to spy her mother sitting watching. “Oh shit!” she said as she pulled free of Dave and straightened her top. She was blushing at what her mother had seen. Trying to make a joke of it she said, “Young ones are good kissers too mum.” “Very good I’d say, if Dave`s performance was any guide,” Carol laughed as Mandy blushed and headed for the toilet. Dave apologised, “Sorry Carol, I should have had more control.” “Don’t apologise,” Carol whispered. “I’m sorry you stopped. I worry about her, she’s only nineteen and she hangs around with a bad crowd. “Fred and I decided to bring her up here to get her away from the drug scene.” When he looked up she said, “She’s not a user. I don’t know what it is, but she’s wrapped in you and this island.” “She can’t stop talking about you, so don’t worry, I am not angry. In fact I’m pleased. She’s a virgin and needs some big softie like you to be her first. Don’t let me stop you,” she said as she slipped back onto his lap and kissed him, “In fact if she doesn’t get you first. I’ll beat her to it.” Dave was as horny as hell. Mandy’s young body and exciting kisses had made him hot. Her abrupt departure had allowed him to settle, but Carols kiss again set his heart beat running. No more fucking fooling around he thought. I want to lay my hands on that fabulous pussy that had stood out in the take way store. He ran his hands down to her shorts and quickly slipped the zip down, so his fingers could find and enter her sopping wet pussy. Carol moaned as she felt his fingers enter her. One finger pushed in deep while the thumb struggled to reach her clit. Little shudders ran through her, as her body jumped forward before falling back, only to jump forward again at his touch. Dave felt her shudders as he bit down on her neck, his mouth slipping down to push its way to her breast. They struggled together, grunting as they stripped away any impediment to their lust. Carol took charge. She pushed him down along the lounge, her knees either side of his body. She held his raging leaking cock and lowered her pussy over it. Dave grunted in satisfaction as he felt her body pushing down. He heard her moan as he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her down hard, his cock ramming home. He smiled at the sound of the wind as it left her with a whoosh. Their slow strokes gradually quickened, their moans and groans grew louder. Carol quietened their louder moans by finding his mouth, letting her tongue fill it. Dave knew he would not last; he tried to tell her but her kisses stopped him. He lost control, he rammed hard against her as he felt his come spurt. Carol sensing he was going to come held his cock hard within her. Then she felt her flow start and bucked up quickly. “Now! Dave now!” she gasped. They sighed as their bodies collapsed They lay panting together. Mandy had returned from the toilet to sit and watch as her mother fucked Dave. She had never even seen a porno movie, never let a boy touch her pussy. Here she was on Dave`s houseboat, watching her own live sex show, with her mother as the star. For a minute she was angry and jealous. She wanted Dave. Then as they grunted and slammed into each other, her pussy grew moist, her breasts tingled, and even her toes seemed excited. Watching them climax, she eased out the door back into the toilet. She flushed the bowl and slammed the lid down hard making a lot of noise. Carol heard the toilet flush, “oh shit Mandy,” she cried as she rushed to find her clothes. Mandy in the hall heard the commotion, “I’ll make a cup of tea,” she called giving them time to dress. Matron climbed up on to the deck outside as Dave finished his cup of tea. “Take the houseboat for a run and while you’re at it refuel and fill this order,” she said as she finished telling him of her plans. “We need three sofa beds. Drop Carol off to see if Fred has them in stock and throw them up on the deck when you come back.” Carol jumped ashore at the market. “I’ll ring Fred and get him to take anything he has back to the village. The boys can get it from there. I1ll go back up with him,” she said as she winked at Dave. “You two can look after the fuel and provisions.” “Can I steer?” Mandy asked as they pulled away from the shore. “Sure, that’s a good idea, extra skippers are always handy, I’ll give you a few lessons if you like,” Dave responded. He stood behind her, his hands on her waist as she took the wheel. Mandy stood at the wheel her heart beating faster than usual as she felt Dave`s body touch hers. He put his arm around her and placed his hand over hers on the wheel. “Don’t correct so much, look out the back you can see you are zigzagging.” His Pregnant Lover Ch. 08 “Easy does it,” he whispered, his head now close to hers. They stood cheek to cheek, as he pointed out the red and green beacons for the channel. Mandy leant back against his body. She took his free hand and lifted it up to her breast. “Mum’s not here now,” she moaned, “kiss them for me.” Dave needed no urging he untied the knot in her top and let it fall to the deck. “Watch where you`re going,” he whispered as he lowered his mouth to kiss down her firm young chest. Mandy jumped and cried “that tickles,” before his lips enclosed her nipple. She was surprised when Dave pulled away, “let’s motor over to the far bank and I’ll drop anchor,” he said with a grin. If I start kissing those lovely tits while we are under way, we’ll cause a boating accident in this busy channel.” Dave ran the houseboat into the shallows and dropped the anchor. When he returned Mandy was standing nude at the wheel, her only clothing his old Greek fisherman’s cap. Dave stopped and stared, stunned by her beauty. “You’re fucking magnificent!” he cried. Mandy loved his reaction especially the tent in his shorts. She moved her hard young body provocatively, in a number of sexy mind blowing poses. Licking her lips she stuck out her tongue at Dave and whispered, “You Like.” “My god, he moaned, “you’ve got me so horny I can’t think.” He took her in his arms and kissed her lightly. “We must talk. You shouldn’t just give up your precious virginity to compete with your mum.” She wriggled her body close to his and unzipped his shorts. “Don’t you want me?” she whispered. Dave looked into her big sad eyes and melted, “of course I want you I’m so horny I could throw you down on the floor and rape you.” “I want you but I don’t want you to wake up tomorrow sorry because for what you and I do today.” Mandy sank to her knees and licked along his now over excited cock. Dave looked down at Mandy her nude body glistening in the sunlight; “oh hell!” he moaned as she opened her mouth and moved her body closer. “I want to live up here with your family Dave,” she said as she raised her eyes to look at him. Before he could answer she took his cock deep into her mouth and throat. Her head bobbed up and down quickly for a minute. Then as his breathing became ragged she pulled back until her lips just encircled his cocks head. “You have any trouble with that?” she asked. Dave`s body responded for him as his hair trigged cock shuddered and released a load of hot sperm in her mouth. Mandy swallowed and grunted, “Oh shit Dave that was awesome. I’ve never done that before,” she cried. She laid her head against his wet cock and hugged his body to her face. “Say you’ll let me stay.” she pleaded. Remembering Carols words Dave lifted her to her feet and kissed her, “how can I say no,” he exclaimed as he felt her hand grip his balls, hard then harder. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 09 "Mandy tells me you have agreed to let her live on the island," Carol said as soon as they anchored and came ashore at the Haven. "Christ," Dave said, "How did you know, she only asked me an hour ago on the house boat." "Haven't you heard of cell phones?" She laughed. My god Dave a nineteen year old virgin, you sure know how to live dangerously." She grinned as she sat down beside him. "Your sex life will kill you if you don't watch out." Dave grinned and looked at Carol she was Mandy in ten years time, her slim models body had a maturity that made it an instant horn maker. The proof of that statement was between his legs where his cock had forced its way up towards his belly button. They sat together while she told him all he wanted to know about her daughter Mandy. She's our only child. Fred and I have talked about her and your island for the last five or six weeks. We thought if we could get her to come over here to you island and mix with your girls, it would break her connection with her school mates and their drugs. "We didn't know how to approach it, but it became easy when she started to talk about you. She loves you Dave. I know it's a young one's infatuation but she loves you. That feeling will last for some time and then she'll move on." "I've led you on a bit when she's around. I wanted her to know I found you attractive. So she would see she would have to compete and meet your standards if she wants to live here." She's a virgin or she was before you pair went off on the house boat," she laughed. "She still is," he whispered, "but your not," as he took her hand and led her back onto the houseboat. "I'm bloody horny," he told her as he laid her over on the end of the bed and slipped her shorts down. Her thong came with them as the scent of her arousal stirred his nostril. "I don't know what it is but there is something about you that stirs me. No I shouldn't say stirs me, it's more than that. I look at you, I get an instant erection and I want you." Carol grunted as Dave pushed her legs apart. She was surprised but not disappointed at his urgency. She waited as he dropped his shorts and leant in to place his hands around her hips and slip them forward until one hand reached her pussy. She too did not know what the special attraction was that made her want Dave. From her teenage years men had chased her. Fred told her she had a look that spelt sex. She paid special attention to her makeup and grooming and exercised to keep her body fit. She always wanted to look beautiful, but she did it for herself, not for men. She found the constant attention of horny men a nuisance. Dave had not treated her any different to all the other pregnant and lonely women who now lived with him on his island. She had become intrigued. She had noticed him when he first bought furniture for the island from Fred. He was good looking, polite, and so kind to everyone that she was drawn to him. When Mandy fell in with the wrong crowd she automatically thought of Dave and his Island. Her love life had been ordinary until she seduced Dave. Or he seduced me, she thought as her pussy grew moist. Now, she thought, as he pushed her legs apart I can't get enough of him. His thick hard cock bounced around and poked her thigh and stomach before he took hold of it and using both hands massaged her pussy with hand and cock. Their coupling was swift and hard both grunting and groaning as they urged each other to greater effort. He lifted her legs high in the air and held them wide while he slammed his cock into her swollen pussy. She bucked back in response to his thrusts, her fingers hurting where they could grab his bucking body. "Fuck me Dave," she urged as she played with her own nipples, "fuck me hard." The house boat swung on its anchor in the shallows as they reached their climaxes and slumped down together on the floor. Carol kissed him lightly on the lips. "Please be kind to Mandy, She needs a lover like you to take her maiden, just take her gently with that big cock of yours." Dave sighed; his life was full of surprises. This magnificent mother lay on his bed with his cock spewing the last of his come into her pussy. Seemingly unconcerned at her position she continued to advise him how to fuck her virgin daughter. The surprising part was both of them were treating it like it was a natural thing for a mother to do. Dave felt the last of his come dribble into her pussy. He pursed his lips and blew a kiss to Carol. "I must get going," he whispered. She laughed, wriggling her hips and reaching for him. When he tried to withdraw her pussy seemed to take hold of his cock, forcing it to remain in her, keeping it hard. His surprise turned to delight when Carol's pussy continued to work his cock slowly, as they talked and gradually relaxed in each others arms. He licked his lips as he looked down on her body, her breasts stood out with a small patch of white skin highlighting her nipple. Automatically as if triggered by the sight, his fingers moved to stroke and pinch that rock hard nipple, making Carol moan and jump. "Now that Mandy's going to live here, drop in when ever you feel like it," he whispered as he mouthed and then nibbled on her shiny red lips. "I feel like it whenever I see you," she moaned as he started to move in her again. Dave waded around in the shallow cove. He had finished a nights fishing and brought the catch back to the island. Salome and the others were sorting the catch and icing it down. Ruby was waiting for him to go crabbing. "I've thawed fish frames, for bait," she said as he joined her in her fourteen foot, flat bottomed punt. "I need some new pots. The old ones are rusting out. We should use the old pots wire frames and this time cover them with trawl net, they'll last longer," she said as she pushed off from the sand and pulled the starter cord. "My God Ruby you're pregnant. You shouldn't be pulling on that old motor. Get Charlie to trade it in on an electric start Yamaha or Mariner before you loose the baby." "While you're at it get a motor with shallow drive so we can sneak up on those mud crab holes in the mangroves." "Matron will fix the account, so do it before I have to tan your hide for taking such risks." Out in the channel they worked a line of pots. Ruby motored up to each float so Dave could pick it up and haul the pot up from the bottom. Soon the holding boxes were full. "Crabs are bringing good money, we'll do real well today boss," Ruby called as she counted the catch of mud and sand crabs He stood up and stretched, before he made to head towards her. "Stop calling me boss or I'll tan your hide." "Don't come near me," she laughed, "you've been handling stinking bait, and you smell awful." "You should talk," he said as she headed the boat out of the mangroves on to a shallow sand bank. "Well I generally do this on my own," she cried as she threw the anchor up in the shallows. "What I do is strip off here, have a swim and wash my clothes." "I've got dry clothes in the bow to wear home. We can't do that today. I forgot to tell you to bring a change of clothes." "Of course we can," he laughed. Stripping off his clothes he threw them into the shallow water and jumped over. "I'm a fisherman and if there is no one around, I do exactly what you do." He floated on his back and studied Rubies tiny black body. She had stripped slowly, letting him study her body as she stripped. It was hard to believe that her baby was expected soon. She was timid and scared when she first joined his family. She would have never have stripped so casually in front of him then. She had started to emerge from her shell recently. Her hair and makeup had undergone a transformation under Donna and Betsy's guidance. Her clothes seemed to fit better, but the biggest change was in her confidence. She had become more outgoing more fun. He remembered Charlie and Albert telling him that Ruby would like to sleep with him. He recalled how they said that she thought because she was an aborigine he wouldn't want her. He decided to flirt a little and remove any idea from her mind that he did not like her, because of her race or colour. "My god you've got a great body," he whistled. "Pregnancy makes a girl into a woman. You've still got that girlish figure, and have the added soft beauty that mother hood brings." He swam over to her and put his arm around her. He pulled her close to lie in his arms. "Lie here in the shallows with me and I'll wash you clean," he whispered. Ruby was flustered she did not know that Charlie and Albert had spoken to Dave. She was not promiscuous. She had many marks and scars on her body where her uncles and brothers had belted her because she would not have sex with them. Her baby's father had been a legal counsellor with part aborigine blood. He courted her when he found she wasn't sexually active amongst her tribe. They lived together for twelve months before he moved out to live with a white woman from his work. Ruby had been broken hearted for a while. She thought of ending it all, before Albert told her about Dave. She had been scared when she first arrived on the island, but old Charlie had befriended her. She had rewarded him with a few minor sexual favours. They had agreed to live together. She knew she would be loved and well looked after by Charlie. Dave had given her the first ever feeling of security in her life. Charlie promised companionship and more security. Each day when she woke in her own bed knowing she had a safe future, she marvelled at how her life had changed in a matter of days. The girls all spoke of Dave and how he was a kind lover, very soft and cuddly. "Especially in bed," Donna had told her one night. "He has a large cock. We have taught him how to use it," she laughed. "You should hop into his bed one night." None of her previous times with a man had made her talk, like these girls and women talked of Dave. Whenever they talked she saw their eye light up with love. It wasn't long before she too wanted Dave. It just seemed natural that as head of the family she should reward him with her sexual favour. She had discussed it with Charlie who had discussed it with her brother Albert. She didn't know how to raise it with Dave and decided to do nothing. Dave was washing her body taking special care of her small swollen belly. "I love pregnant women," he told her as he talked to her of many things. She washed him all over and played with his cock as they sat in eighteen inches of water and kissed. Dave had no intention of trying to fuck her. Carol had made him come more than once only a few hours ago. He was content to spend some time talking to Ruby while they stroked each others body and kissed. His cock wasn't as casual as he was; it stood erect in the water. Ruby took it in hand. Using her hand and her thumb and forefinger she quietly brought him to a shuddering orgasm. While Ruby stroked his cock, Dave took the hint and pushed his fingers into her small pussy. He felt her body shudder as he sucked her tiny breasts. They both knew this was not a time of high passion, but a time to cement a loving relationship that would endure and flare up sexually from time to time. They lay together in the shallow water. Dave was half asleep when he heard splashing and a woman's voice. "There's someone over here," the voice called. Ruby jumped up to get her dry clothes and stuttered "hello," when she spied a young blonde girl in a tiny bikini standing a few feet away in the shallows. "Sorry to be a nuisance," the blonde said, we need a lift back to town." Dave pulled on shorts as he stood up; a wide grim broke across the blondes face as she watched Dave do up his belt. "Gee, we didn't know what you were doing we really are sorry to have disturbed you." Her grin was infectious. "It's ok," Ruby said. "You can come back to the island with us." "Thanks, I'm Brenda and my friends name is Nicky. She's spiked her foot on a mangrove root." As they helped Nicky into the boat Ruby asked "What are you both doing out here." "Well it's a long story. We work for a promotion firm and are currently working for a brewery." "The sales managers took us for a ride in their speed boat. To cut a long story short, they wanted us to put out, we wouldn't." "They said walk home and dropped us on a sand bank. I think we turned the wrong way and walked away from that little village." Dave was seething at their treatment. Brenda sensing his anger said "don't worry its half our fault. We knew they were a pair of arseholes and should have known better." Dave cleaned Nicky's foot. "Its all clean now, we'll fix it back at the haven. The most important problem will be your sunburn," Nicky protested, "I've got a good tan." "So have I," Brenda said as she posed provocatively. "Let's get some cream on you both," he said as Ruby found some in the first aid kit. "Those teeny sexy bikinis would turn a man on and turn you into lobsters if you stay out for hours without protection. Dave studied the girls as he rubbed Rubies suntan oil into their skin. Nicky was a brunette with what looked like Indian features. Her tits were enormous but not sloppy. Her nipples were long, brown and hard. Nicky's large brown eyes watched him as he rubbed oil around above and under her tits. "We're hired to look sexy" she whispered. "Big tits are what they want when they hire us." "They're fabulous," Dave whispered back. "You really are sexy. They hired the right girl." She kissed him on the cheek, "thank you, do Brenda now she has whiter skin, she is a true blonde." Brenda stood in the dinghy as they motored home. Dave rubbed oil all over her body. He knelt down to concentrate on her long white legs, paying extra attention to her thighs. "Thank you." she whispered "you have wonderful hands." "We're not far from the Haven now." Ruby called as she watched Dave oil along the edge of Brenda's Bikini. "The haven isn't that where that guy has a harem full of pregnant wives," Nicky asked. Dave looked a Ruby and signalled her to be quiet. Nicky missed the signal, "he must be a real stud," she giggled. "They say it's like one of those hippie communes up there, with pregnant women and kids everywhere." Dave and Ruby burst out laughing. Ruby couldn't contain herself, "that's him," she said pointing to Dave, while drawing attention to her pregnant body. "Oh shit I've put my bloody foot in it, haven't I," Nicky gasped. Dave and Ruby burst out laughing; "Don't worry I won't force you to get pregnant." Dave said as they turned into the Havens cove. "You can meet the family and get the facts for yourself in a few minutes." Annabelle, Donna, Matron, Van and Kim all came down to greet them when they saw they had passengers. "These two ladies need to get some facts about this place," Dave said as he unloaded the crabs. "Take them and give them a shower, and fix up their sunburn." He turned to Donna, "show them around and bring them down to lunch. We'll take them back to town later." Brenda and Nicky were swept away leaving Dave and Ruby to stand grinning at one another. The family including visitors sat out under the old Moreton Bay fig and ate as they talked of the islands problems and plans. Albert's shop had been cut in three over in the village and he and Charlie were hard at work putting in footings and laying a slab. "Once this is complete we will be able to float the pieces over," Albert told them, the pride showing in his voice. "Charlie has an old mate who was a ships engineer. He's looking for a place to end his days. Can we bring him up to meet the family?" Albert asked. "He'll be worth his weigh in gold with all the motors and electrical gear that needs maintenance. He can live with Charlie in his shop." To Albert's delight, Matron said, "talk to me after lunch and we`ll arrange it." Two plumbers had joined the family for lunch wolfing into the fresh cooked whiting, salad and fries. They were putting in an additional septic tank to take the added waste. Dave had decided to install a windmill to power the spear pump. It would provide cheap fresh water for the house, as well as Albert's old shop and the fish processing area. The last addition to the lunch time guests was a young council health inspector. Her name was Marion. She was helping Matron and Salome plan the stainless steel tables and waste water disposal. They were needed to meet health department requirements. "We can pack fresh fillets, crabs and oysters for the hotels and restaurants," Matron told them. "They have been clamouring for fresh daily seafood. They find that the markets product is more than a day old before it's delivered." "If we can guarantee caught today, processed hygienically and delivered today, we will corner the market," she added. "How long has this been going on?" the young plumbers apprentice whispered to Dave as he looked at the scantily clad women introduced as Dave`s wives. The young brunette council inspector heard him and joined in, "tell us about this family of yours? It's the subject of much gossip down town." "Wait till I get Brenda and Nicky," Donna called. When they were seated Annabelle and Betsy who had sat breast feeding their babies gave a hilarious and exaggerated account of Dave's life with his harem. In the end Dave had to step in himself and explain. When he finished a very pregnant Donna turned to the visitors. "Dave looks after those whom society has rejected or ignored. She rubbed her bloated stomach. This is a place where love blossoms and good things happen." "My god, I've never heard anything like it, it's so different to the bullshit they were saying down the pub," Brenda whispered to Annabelle. Mandy looked over at Marion, "isn't he lovely," she said as she pointed to Dave. "Oh yes," Marion cried, "you're all lovely." They all sat quiet for a while before Nicky stood up and looked out over the water, her face and shoulders red from the sun shone when she said. "You're very lucky this is a wonderful place to live," they all nodded their heads in agreement as the sun sank slowly. "Drop back one weekend and join us, there is always room and you will be made very welcome," Matron said later that afternoon when the visitors were leaving. The young council inspector said "I might just do that," as she waved good bye. "Can we stay the night?" Brenda and Nicky asked. "It was to be our last evening working for the brewery, we don't want to work with those bastards any more." That evening Dave told Mandy to open the beer fridge. "We can relax while we decide a few things," he told them as the meal finished. "There is a lot to discuss." Brenda strode out front, "Nicky and I will serve the drink that's what we were hired for." "I though you were hired to look sexy," Dave called remembering what Nicky had said. "We are sexy as you will find out if you issue any challenges," Brenda said as she dropped her bikini top and poured the beer topless. "What a good idea," cried Donna as she stripped down to her panties. Within minutes the gathering was topless even the men being told to get their shirts and singlets off. They sat out under the stars. A strong breeze off the water kept them cool and the insects away. Dave sat staring at Nicky, her nipples intrigued him. They were long and stood out like little flag poles. "What are you thinking Dave?" matron asked with a grin. "Remind me, I need to place an order for parts for a wind generator or install those solar panels." Dave said as he sucked on his beer. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 09 "If we buy a few more panels and get one of those alternate living groups to computerise the complete set up we could be self sufficient," Jenny said as she stood holding her skirt up so the breeze could blow on her pregnant belly. Matron called attention; I want to start a new discussion. "I have a curly one that we should take time to think about." "Madison has asked, whether she can bring one or two of her people up to the island." "Because of its isolation and the fact that no one really knows who lives here, this may be the type of place that her charity has been looking for." "After they have been in the shelter for a while some women can become angry at the idea of being locked away with no freedom. A day or two up here may settle frazzled nerves." "Madison said they had so much fun up here, Chloe and Grace want to leave the shelter and come back." "The question is will we allow her to send an occasional angry battered wive up for a few days to get away from that locked up feeling." "Do we have room?" Dave asked. "I think we should help whenever we can, but we should make sure there's room." "Better still," Annabelle joined in, "can we make room." The shelter may be willing to build a small place for them." "Well let's agree to invite Madison to send them up if she thinks it will help." Matron said as she winked at Dave. Mandy had settled herself down on Dave`s lap her arms around his neck and gone to sleep. "You have made her so happy," she said. "It's just wonderful to see how she has blossomed in just a few hours." "Carry her up and put her to bed Dave," Matron ordered. "We can talk again tomorrow." "Where is she sleeping?" he asked. "Put her in your bed tonight. She'll freak when she wakes up in the morning and finds she has slept with you." "I wouldn't bet on her still being a virgin if she sleeps with him," Donna said as they laughed and started to drift away. Up in his room he stripped Mandy's clothes away leaving her lying naked. He quickly stripped off and turned out the light. It must have been hours later when he woke in a sweat. Mandy had somehow turned around and thrown her leg over his face during the night. Dave found it hard to breathe as her pussy covered his face. He eased her to one side at the same time pausing to kiss her wet pussy lips. Before he knew it, her pussy released a small amount of come. He tasted it and thought why not as he proceeded to lick her clean. "That's nice," she moaned in her sleep. He was just starting to spread Mandy's legs when Salome called. "We need you boss. We've shot the net around a lot of fish." "They've moved upon the flat in front of the houseboat. We need as much help as we can, as they will jump the net when we reach the shallows." Mandy woke as Dave and Salome talked. She stood naked her pussy shining and her thighs wet, making Dave`s cock straighten and thicken. Salome looked at Mandy and down at Dave`s rampant cock and grinned, "sorry boss but she'll have to wait." The cove was a riot. Everyone including Brenda and Nicky helped. Dawn was breaking when they loaded the last of the mullet and bream into the ice boxes. Granny brought out Billies of tea and hot scones. They were so tired they hardly moved before flopping down on the sand for a much needed rest. "My god I've never done that before," Brenda cried, as she fell flat on the sand "that was fantastic." "That was fucking hard work I'm sore all over," Nicky moaned. She looked at Dave and licked her lips, "I'll have to get you to rub my muscles." Salome looked at Dave and pointed to Mandy, "she's still a virgin," she said with a grin. "Yes!" Mandy said, "He'll use any excuse to keep it that way." Suddenly the women were tired no more; they laughed and joked, most of the jokes at his expense. Brenda and Nicky quickly caught on, telling tales of Dave's reputation amongst the town's grog industry. Dave in the end became so embarrassed he told them he was slipping off to bed. The women laughed and told him just leave it to us; "we'll find time for you." As he climbed the stairs they were discussing how to make sure Mandy and he had what they called, 'quality time for the deflowering.' He was so tired that as soon as he hit the bed he went to sleep. When he woke, he found Matron and Annabelle had joined him in bed. Their mature bodies soft from sleep made his cock unwind. Annabelle massaged his cock and kissed him. "Fuck Matron," she whispered, "you have been neglecting her." Dave kissed Annabelle and pulled Matron close. "I've missed you." he whispered to Matron as Annabelle sat back and watched him. "You got too many young ones to worry about me," she moaned as his fingers parted the lips of her pussy and pushed in to curl up and try to excite her. Annabelle was listening. "That's true soon he'll be throwing us oldies on the scrap heap." Dave lifted his mouth from Matrons breast. "Its not age that counts," he whispered. "You both know I love you. I would never hurt you or dump you." "Neglected or unwanted women need loving. They need to know a man wants them. I find it hard to turn them away." "Oh you big softie." Annabelle whispered as she arranged pillows under Matrons rear and pushed her legs wide. "We are only teasing you, we don't mind sharing but we need fucking too." She moved on the bed until she could get behind him. Then, while he was feeding his cock into Matron's pussy, she licked around his arse and bit him hard. "Bloody hell that hurt," Dave yelled as he jumped and his cock pushed forward into Matron. His cock pulsed as he heard a rush of air escape from Matron when his body slammed into hers. "Oh shit!" she whispered, "I've forgotten how big you are." Dave pulled back to just have the head of his cock inside her pussy. He eased it in and out slowly. "That's it," she groaned as he started to move, "slowly love, let me get used to it." Dave tried to go slow. He felt Matron's hands go down to move in circles on her clit. His cock pulsed as he heard her loving moans of welcome. "Oh hell," he cried, "I'm sorry, but I can't go slow. I want to fuck you hard and fast. I want to hit the back of your pussy while I bite your tits. I'm fucking so worked up; I'm not in the mood for a slow fuck." Matron threw her legs up over his back and lifted her head to bite him on his nipple. "Two can do that," she cried, "and two can fuck hard." She screamed as her hands gripped his back and her legs came up again to wrap around him. "Come on," she yelled, "come on fuck you, let's go." Annabelle jumped off the bed to watch. She was amazed at their furious love making. The bed head thumped the wall, the wire bed frame squeaked and the two lovers talked dirty, real dirty she thought, as she felt her own temperature rise. "Oh hell!" Matron moaned. "I`m going to come are you ready." Dave heard her call as he felt his balls unload. "Oh shit, yes," he cried as he pummelled her harder and harder, flattening her back on the bed. Annabelle felt her juices flow as she watched their bodies jolt and shudder as they came. "It's my turn," she cried, as Dave gave a groan and slumped down on top of Matron. "It's my turn." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 10 The Haven was in a panic when Dave arrived home from Fishing. “Donna has gone into labour,” Granny cried as he stepped off the boat. “Matron was working and you were away, so it was left to us to get her over to the ambulance.” “Albert took her over in a net dinghy, the ambulance was waiting at the boat ramp and she’s now in the maternity Hospital.” “If you drop down to see her, ring Madison while you’re down there. Chloe and Grace are coming up for a few days you can bring them back in the house boat.” Matron greeted him at the hospital. “I told Donna you would come to her as soon as you heard,” she said as she kissed him. “Is any thing wrong?” “No but she was lonely and a little scared when her baby arrived.” “Now that you’re here, she’ll be right.” Donna started to cry when she saw him, “I missed you. I wanted you here when the baby was born.” Dave sat on the side of the bed and put his arms around her. “I’m here love; you know I will always be here for you.” She relaxed in his arms, her hand drifting down to rub his half hard cock. “Do I still make you horny? Do you still want me?” she whispered. He laughed, “You know you do, but we can’t do anything here in front of a ward full of mothers and babies.” Donna pulled him down until his head was on her soft breasts. She pulled her top open, “Suck them, matron will stand guard so no one will see.” Matron who had stood watching winked, “I told you she would be alright once she saw you.” When he returned to the house boat from the hospital Chloe and Grace were on board. They were both in swimmers having swum in the river using the houseboats duckboard as a diving platform. Dave studied their bodies as they got underway. Grace’s body still showed the effect of the latest bashing from her violent husband. Faded black and blue bruise marks stood out against her white skin. Grace was much shorter than Chloe. They were as different as chalk and cheese. Chloe tall thin and tanned. Her breasts small and hard. Grace was shorter and thicker, with big soft breasts, wide hips and stubby legs. Both had been in the Women’s shelter for some tine escaping from domestic violence. They had visited the Haven and been invited back by Dave`s women. “I’m going to get a tan,” Grace called as she climbed up to the upper deck. “Good idea,” Dave responded. “I’ll rub some oil on you if you like.” When Grace declined Chloe winked at him and said “you can rub me.” She put her fingers to his lips to signal him to be quiet and dropped her top, letting her hard pointy breasts swing free. “They like being rubbed,” she whispered as she tipped a little coconut oil in Dave`s hand. “Bloody hell I’ve got to steer,” Dave moaned as she moved closer letting him steer with one hand and oil her breasts with the other. “Let me take the wheel,” she whispered, “then you can use both hands.” She moved to stand legs astride in the wheel house. Dave stood behind her a breast in each hand. . They motored slowly up river. While Dave kissed her neck and shoulders, Chloe moved her body back and rubbed her rear against his erection. She was breathing heavy, her nipples tight and hard in his hands. Dave was instantly horny. He kissed along the back of her neck and let his hands stray down to play with her belly button and stroke her hard thighs. Her groans of encouragement spurred him on. He slipped down on one knee removing the bottom of her swimmers. Chloe shuddered when his oily fingers stroked her pussy lips. She giggled when he asked her to stand further away from the wheel so he could slide down between her legs and sit on the deck in front of her pussy. She gasped out loud when his hands gripped her arse cheeks and his fingers stroked both holes. She stopped giggling when his tongue licked around her inner thigh and found her clit. Her hand left the wheel to hold his head as he looked up and smiled. “Keep your eyes peeled for boats, if you don’t hang on to the wheel we’ll either run aground or hit something.” “Who cares” she whispered. He could feel her responding to his tongue. Her legs trembled against his face. She moaned, “Oh hell that’s lovely.” Dave’s prick was pulsing, reacting to her shudders and moans. If I’m not careful he thought I’ll be loosing my load in my pants like a young kid. Holding her by the cheeks of her flat bottom he directed his tongue, flicking it lightly over her clit and along her pussy lips. Chloe responded with an intensity that took him by surprise. “Oh my, do that again please, kiss it again,” she cried as she let go the wheel and ran her hands through his hair holding him close. Dave was pushed back, his face covered in saliva as Chloe grunted and groaned trying to make more and more contact with his probing mouth and his nibbling lips. Her legs and hands gripped his shoulders and head as she totally lost control. She wriggled and bucked her pussy as she felt him fall away. “Oh shit, don’t stop, I’m going to come.” She screamed as she smashed her body hard against his face. Dave was trying to lick her clit and chew it lightly between his teeth. He was startled when she suddenly gave a low pitched whine, shuddered and came. He struggled to hold his head back, but she grabbed him by the ears and held him tight. They clung together until Dave felt the houseboat lose way and start to swing, “Shit! what have you done,” he cried as he pushed her body back and moved his head so his mouth was free of her pussy. “Let me up, so I can see what’s happening.” Chloe giggled, “your too late, I’ve hit the release and dropped the anchor. The motor is out of gear. We’re swinging with the tide in midstream.” She licked her lips suggestively “Now it’s my turn,” she said as Dave sat looking up, admiring her body. She pulled him to his feet.” Stand here and let me get down between your legs, I want to take that entire monster in my mouth”. Not waiting for an answer, Chloe sank down on her knees and stripped Dave’s shorts down around his feet. Dave was overwhelmed by the loving look on her face, when she took his over excited cock in her hands. Chloe licked his cock all over, from the tip down to his balls and then back to the tip. She caressed it so lovingly and looked up with her eyes so full of love that he believed her when she whispered, “Your cock is beautiful.” “I want this to be special,” she crooned “I don’t want you to ever forget this morning.” Her head came up and she smiled, “I’m going to suck you till you`re dry and swallow every bit of your come,” She looked at him licking her lips before she deep throated him. Her eyes stayed locked on his, as he watched his prick disappear in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as her saliva covered his prick. When he started to move with her mouth she slowed and ran her tongue lightly over the tip touching the slit ever so gently. When he bucked and groaned, she smiled and looked up at him. “Did you like that?” When he groaned in response she smiled up at him, “tell me what you like, I want to please you.” Her lips shone in the sunlight streaming through the house boat window. She ran her tongue over them. Her hand stroked and cuddled his prick. “I will do anything and I mean anything you want. I’m yours forever, if you want me,” she cried a tear running down her cheek. Dave could feel the pressure in his balls growing. Her fingers were milking his balls and running up and down his shaft. Her tongue returned over and over to lick his tip ever so lightly. The surge of life pulsed up his prick forcing him to moan, “I’m coming, get ready I’m coming,” Thinking of her he tried to pull away. She slapped him hard on the thigh. Her fingers gripped him so hard they hurt. Dave got the message he stopped struggling and stood there watching her lovingly lick him clean. “My god Chloe that was awesome,” he groaned. “Yes it was,” Grace moaned. They both swung around to spy Grace sitting on the lounge her face flushed. “How long have you been there?” Chloe asked as she continued to massage Dave’s balls. “I came down when the anchor dropped. You were both busy, so I didn’t try to stop you. In fact it was awesome, as Dave just said.” “I could never watch a porno movie. I never thought that I could watch two people in the flesh so to speak, but you were both so kind and loving I was spellbound.” She walked over and kissed Dave, “you really are as wonderful as your wives have said.” Dave started to speak but she placed her fingers over his mouth signalling him to be quiet. “Going into a shelter to escape from a husband who promised to love you when you were married, but turned into a raping thug, destroys a woman’s childish dreams of love.” “You have made me realise that sex can be wonderful between two lovers. I didn’t think I’d ever want a man again, but this morning watching you and Chloe, I wanted you.” She kissed him again. Chloe was still sitting on the deck between Dave’s legs. She kissed his prick. “She’s hot for you. Fuck her Dave,” she urged. “Fuck her; show her how lovely it can be.” Grace kissed Dave again, her tongue tentatively entering his mouth. She moaned, “Oh Chloe keep quiet.” “Don’t fuck me Dave, make love to me,” she whispered. . Dave moved his hands up to her breasts then moved to untie the knot behind her neck and let her top drop away. His hands held her full soft breasts as he dropped his head to take as much of her breast as possible in his mouth. Grace’s body moved under his mouth but her nipples did not respond to his sucking. He pulled away to look at them, rolling a nipple between his thumb and fore finger. “What’s up love?” Grace whispered. “Your nipples are soft, don’t they get hard?” he whispered back. When she did not answer he looked her in the eye, “I don’t think you’re ready to fuck.” She dropped her head; her eyes looked anywhere but at him. “Oh I am,” she whispered,” but I’m scared.” Dave picked her up in his arms, “let’s go into the bedroom,” he said as he kissed her gently. In the room he laid her on the bed. Stripping off the rest of her swimmers he looked at her, “your hot from the sun, I’ll go get some oil and give you a massage.” Chloe was standing outside the door she handed him the oil, “Don’t tell Grace,” she whispered, “I want to watch.” When he returned he rolled Grace over and commenced massaging the back of her neck and shoulders. “Relax,” he whispered, “don’t worry; I won’t do anything to hurt you, if you want me to stop just say so.” He rubbed the oil in to her hot skin and massaged her neck and back gently, until he felt her start to loosen up. Grace lay quietly; Dave was so gentle, she was angry with herself for being such a whimp. She had got so hot watching Dave and Chloe she had wanted him to make love to her then and there. When he dropped her top and kissed her breasts she froze, all the bad memories come flooding back. She felt at peace as his hands moved down the middle of her back. She loved the way his fingers were running along her back bone down to her tail. She jumped in surprise when he bent and kissed a faded bruise on her bottom. “Oh my god that’s lovely” she cried as Dave continued ever so slowly to work his way around the curve of her bottom. She held her breath, tensing up as he massaged the soft cheeks. His fingers slipped along the crack not pushing in, but moving on, then coming back again and again. Always getting closer but never trying to enter. Her heart started to beat faster as she laid waiting. Her mouth went dry in anticipation. Dave had felt Grace relax as he massaged the oil into her back. He heard her intake of breath and felt her tighten up as his moved closer to her dark brown arse hole. He deliberately ran his finger over it lightly a number of times, until he felt her relax once more. Knowing he had built up her anticipation, he deliberately moved away and slipped his hands down to massage her feet and her bruised legs. He smiled as he heard her groan. She wanted me to touch her he thought. He ran his oily hands up over her knees and moved them slowly towards her pussy. Running his hands up higher between her legs he felt her relax and open them slightly, allowing his hands to reach right to her pussy. Her body was inviting him to touch her, but he was teasing her now. Making long oily strokes, he was deliberately pushing his fingers closer and closer on each stroke. He felt her relax then tense up. Realising that she was lying there wondering what he was going to do; he stopped stroking her thighs and returned to her thighs. Dave licked his lips, smiling as he moved her legs wider apart. He sighed as he again started working his fingers up from her knees. He made the back of his hand brush the edge of her pussy lips as they reached the top of her inner thigh and then slipped away. Grace listened to the erratic beat of her heart as she felt his hand brushing against her pussy. She was excited and amused at the way Dave was enjoying her body. She could tell by his breathing that he was excited. She had enjoyed having Dave tease her. All her fears had disappeared. She made up her mind as his oily fingers stroked up as far as they could go on her legs, before just nudging her pussy, that she wanted him to make love to her. She moved her legs to allow him to work closer and closer to her pussy. “Come on do it,” she groaned under her breath, “oh my god Dave; I want you to do it, please do it.” Dave could not hear what she said, but sensed the change in Grace. He decided not to rush it. As she lay waiting to see what he would do, he swatted her lightly across the backside and said “roll over.” Grace heaved a sigh and rolled over on to her back. She made sure as she settled back that her legs were wide apart. She wanted her body to be open to his gaze. Dave looked at her and licked his lips suggestively, then poured oil on his hands and started to massage her neck and shoulders. Oh shit, she thought, no more massage, I want you in me. Dave was unaware how urgent Grace’s need had become. He had felt Grace tense up for a minute then relax. Her legs opened wider still as she looked up at him and seductively ran her tongue over her lips. Dave was certain Grace was ready to fuck, but he did not want to scare her again. Now as she lay on her back watching him he moved slowly, rubbing oil once more over her neck and shoulders then moving down to circle her breasts. Grace closed her eyes, smiling as Dave discovered a rock hard nipple. “What’s this?” he whispered “You don’t have to ask,” she replied. She lifted her head and opened her eyes to look down and watch his fingers roll her nipple. “They’re hard, that’s marvellous,” Dave groaned as he leant down to kiss her breasts. Grace thought my body is telling me I’m not scared anymore. My nipples are hard. I’m getting wet. Dave tried to take all of her big soft breast in his mouth. He sucked each nipple like a baby. “They’re really hard now,” he whispered. Grace was over the moon. She arched her back and pushed her breast up at him moaning with delight when he licked along under her breasts and tried to swallow one whole. Grace agreed, “Yes you’ve made them hard, it really is marvellous,” she said as she pulled him up to kiss him on the lips. They lay side by side kissing and playing with each other as they both though of the excitement to come. Dave let his hand drift down till he found her now moist pussy. She smiled at him, “gently lover,” she moaned, “gently.” Dave slid down the bed so he could look at her pussy. “It’s beautiful,” he whispered as he parted the hairs and used his thumb and forefinger to open the lips to his gaze. Grace flinched as he slipped his finger down to the bottom of her pussy and moved it slowly in and out. She felt his tongue on the lip of her pussy before it ran up and discover her little man. His tongue licked it slowly creating a series of mind blowing mini orgasms that straightened her legs and took her breath away. “I want you” she whispered as she took his head in her hands and kissed him. “Let me finish kissing you there,” Dave moaned. “Later,” she exclaimed, “I can’t wait to feel you in me.” Standing nude in the doorway watching, Chloe could feel her juices stirring, “Fuck her Dave,” she urged silently. It was as though they had heard her. When she looked again they were coupled together. Grace’s short legs were wrapped around Dave and he was riding her slowly. Chloe didn’t know how long she watched them. She watched as they both reached climaxes and changed positions a number of times. She was amazed at their stamina. In the end she became so horny that she made her presence known by moving into the room and standing where she could be seen. “Don’t wear him out love, save some for me” she whispered as she sat on the bed and ran her hands over Dave’s thick thighs. Grace became embarrassed. “Oh my god Dave I forgot about Chloe, she’s been watching,” she cried as she tried to struggle out from under him. Chloe pushed her back, “you watched me,” she said indignantly, then laughing she added, “But I’m sure you two put on the best show.” Any further argument or comparison was cut short when a boat approached and a woman’s voice called “coming aboard.” Dave slipped on his pants and went out to find a water police vessel pulling along side. A police woman jumped across as her partner kept their boat level in the current. “Good day I’m Senior Constable Sharon Marriott.” she said as she shook Dave’s hand. “We saw your boat here when we went up the river on a job. My partner knew it was your boat so we didn’t worry. It was still here in the channel when we came back. We couldn’t see any one moving about so we came on over to check.” Chloe sauntered out in a tiny pair of shorts and an even smaller top, “can I make you tea or coffee?” she asked as she tried to let Dave know he had a large wet seeping come stain growing larger on the front of his pants. Dave was embarrassed. He could see that the policewoman’s attention had been drawn to the stain by Chloe’s antics. He tried to be polite “can I call you Susan?” he asked as he busied himself tidying up. Sharon knew of Dave’s reputation and the stories of his wives. Down at the station the male staff talked of his harem pointing out that many of them were pregnant. Most of the officers thought that Dave was the father of them all. Surely it’s not true she thought, he doesn’t look like a dirty old man. She studied him closely as he talked. He had quickly pulled on a light pair of pants with no shirt or underclothes. It was not only the stain that caught her eye but the substantial bulge beside it. His tanned chest and muscular arms from years of working in the sun hauling fishing nets helped her decide that Dave was a fine specimen of a man. He is interesting she thought. She called to her partner, “tie it up Fred, and come and come and have a cup of tea.” As she called, a sheepish Grace emerged from the bedroom and headed for the shower and toilet. It didn’t need police training to work out what Grace had been doing. Grace’s lips were red and puffy, her hair in a mess and she smelt of sex. She had thrown Dave’s shirt over her shoulders. It barely covered her ample bust still pink from Dave’s attention. Yes he is an interesting fellow all right the Senior Constable thought as Dave settled her in a lounge chair and sat down beside her. When she looked around she saw that Chloe had left to help Fred tie up the boat leaving her alone with Dave. Dave looked her over. Her uniform hid a trim body. Nice brown legs, a great pair of hips, a slim waist and good firm boobs was his quick assessment His Pregnant Lover Ch. 10 “Where have you been hiding? I haven’t seen you around on the river.” “I’m new,” she replied. You don’t know me, but I know a lot about you. I have heard about your colony of ladies. It’s the talk of the town.” Chloe walked in the door in time to hear what Susan had said. “Don’t believe all the rumours,” she cried. Sergeant Fred Pearce followed her in the door, “what rumours?” he asked “The stories about Dave’s pregnant wives and his harem,” Chloe replied with a laugh. Fred turned to Sharon, “Forget the rumours; I can fill you in with some facts. My wife is a member of a ladies charity. They meet regularly with the manager of the women’s shelter and the maternity hospital matron. She comes home after their meetings to tell me what an angel this fellow has been to neglected, discarded, lonely and in some cases bashed and beaten women. All that talk by the men down at the station is just jealousy.” Dave was embarrassed “I’m no angel. I’ve lived a lonely single life. Through good fortune I have finally created a family of people like myself. The support and affection we give each other is making all our lives better.” When they started to leave Dave invited them up to the island. “Bring your wife up and see for yourself,” he told Fred as they shook hands. He kissed Sharon on the cheek, “you’re new in town, if you’re lonely or want something to do, come and have a weekend with my family.” “I might just do that,” she whispered squeezing his hand as he helped her across to their boat. As they got under way Chloe teased Dave. “Come up and see me some time,” she giggled, but there was an edge in her voice. Grace noticed it, “my god don’t tell me you’re jealous.” “Not of her, of you. He spent an hour on the bed with you and he hasn’t fucked me yet,” Chloe cried. “I’ll take the wheel,” Grace exclaimed. “Take her in the bedroom before she spits her dummy.” “I don’t want to go in the bedroom,” Chloe said as she dropped her top. “Oil my tits Dave.” She stepped out of her shorts” No oil my pussy.” She stood naked in the middle of the lounge as Dave took the oil and started to rub it over her breasts. Chloe stood quietly for a few moments then turned to Grace. “Give me some oil; I’ll grease that great prick, then I’ll bend over that table so he can enter the only piece of virgin territory I have left.” Dave held Chloe by the hips as she tried to bend over the table. “You are getting over excited” he whispered. “You don’t need to do anything different to make this morning memorable. Right now I want to make love to you. That precious virgin Territory is something we can share together another time.” Chloe burst into tears “oh Dave I love you. I want to do something special for you” she cried as he dried her tears. “You are special,” he whispered. Giving yourself to me after all you have been through is special. What we do when we kiss is special. Making love is special, being together is special, and you’re special.” “Let’s enjoy each other. These few minutes in our lifetime are ours” he whispered. He entered her. Smiling as he heard her catch her breath and groan. Her legs opened wider, her hands gripped him hard. “Now isn’t that special,” he whispered as his cock spewed its load of hot life giving come. “Yes, that’s special,” she whispered. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 11 "That was beautiful darling," Matron said as she rolled out of bed. She stood in front of the mirror, "thank god you haven't left too many marks. Those wives of yours love to tease. I don't want them distracted at tonight's meeting." Dave lay back and watched as she strode around his bedroom. "Put some clothes on, or come back to bed," he called. "I'm getting horny just watching you." "Your impossible," she smiled, "we have been up her for hours. Any way we don't have time." "Let's make time," he cried as he leapt out of bed and grabbed her. Squealing, she allowed herself to be carried over and dumped on the bed. "You'll have to be quick," she laughed. A grunt of pleasure and surprise cut off any further words. Dave had lifted her legs up on to his shoulders, and entered her already sloppy cunt. "Oh shit, you are hard," she grunted. "I really don't know where you get your stamina from," she groaned as her body move backwards under his thrust. Dave didn't answer. Earlier this afternoon Matron had come up to his room to discuss tonight's meeting. She had been all business when she first arrived, but as usual turned into a bundle of sexual energy as soon as they started kissing. The memory of the afternoon's lovemaking brought him to the edge. He moaned out loud, "oh hell I can't hold on." Matron arched her back up off the bed, urging him to come. He stopped thrusting. His prick pulsed and spewed its load into her warm cunt. Matron sighed, "You're wonderful, I love what you do to me." "The feelings mutual," he groaned as his hips started to move once more. Matron rolled out from under him and pushed him away, "no more," she cried. He fell back laughing, "I was only fooling I've had it." She smiled, "Well you're not fooling me, we've got work to do." "We've been holding dinner waiting for you," Esther called as they walked into the main dining room together. Granny joined in, "No need to ask what kept you." Matron was all business; she ignored the laughter and teasing. "Make sure everyone is here, we have a few important things to discuss." She waited until everyone was accounted for and seated. "It's nearly six months since Dave brought his three pregnant wives up to live on this island." After the laughter and cheers died down she continued. "Dave has spent a lot of money turning his fishing shacks into a wonderful home for the two dozen men and women that make up his family." "He has made it clear that everyone must work. He doesn't believe in the dole. But does nor object to old age pensions maternity allowances and the like." "We have talked before about value adding, or should I say processing and selling our own catch. That's what I want to talk about tonight." "If we are to go into business we must do things properly. Dave doesn't want to destroy our easy going lifestyle, so we have come up with a plan." "We plan to set up a company to run our businesses. We will protect ourselves by making it a limited liability company. It will run our 'caught today, Eat today,' processing and marketing company." "Every member of our community will hold one share in the company which will be run by three of our family." "Marion has advised us to buy the cooking and processing plant from the failed Japanese enterprise. When we re-erect and install that plant we will meet all relevant health department standards. That will allow us to expand so there will be work for all of our family with the company." She sat down and looked at, "Dave you might to talk about the family." "Sure," Dave said as he stood up, "the company will run our businesses. They will report to the family as needed. We will still have our own meeting at least once a week to talk of family matters." "Tonight I want your approval for two new members, Eric and Nicky." "You will recall we agreed that Eric who is a retired ships engineer could come and live here. He will be helpful in all things mechanical and increase the number of male members of this family to five." "The second person is Nicky. She joined us after Ruby and I brought her home when she was left on a sandbank by a couple of drunken bosses. She will drive the company's small refrigerated van. It will operate from our leased cold rooms down at the fish depot." "Dave liked her big boobs," Annabelle said. "They must be good because there's no shortage of great boobs around here," Eric called. "Oh you're going to be popular," Rosita said as she plumped up her blouse. Matron chipped in, "wait until you see Nicky's outfit then you1ll have something to talk about." "We were going to do it later, but let's do it now." "Do what?" Dave asked. "Donna Betsy and Nicky have designed a uniform for Nicky. If it doesn't excite a man nothing will." Nicky mean time had strolled out in a tiny white outfit. She wore a sailor's cap on the side of her head. She turned slowly, her hands drawing attention to the white low cut cotton top. It gave the appearance of hiding her breasts while displaying them to perfection. Her shorts were so short and so tight that one could clearly work out the size and shape of her pussy lips. Her lipstick was bright red matching her shoes. "My god what is she selling?" Granny cried. Matron responded, "She's selling our new business. Already the TV station and the newspapers have been around to take photographs and do interviews. Everyone will know we are in business tomorrow." "Nicky worked for the breweries and cigarette companies in promotion. She pointed out that most chefs are men, most hotel managers are men and most men would rather spend time flirting with a pretty girl than talking to a salesman." "The girls designed the outfit to be sexy; Nicky said tits legs and bums were what the brewery guys looked for." "Well you couldn't have done a better job," Dave whistled. "That's a great set of legs tits and bums." "Why thank you kind sir, would you like to place an order now," Nicky said as she slid on to his lap. Granny chased them out of the dining room, "If he's placing an order, he's not going to do it here while I'm watching." Nicky clung to Dave as they left. "What do you really think of my outfit?" she whispered. "It's bloody sexy, but I don't want you to think that you have to do this. I'd rather do less business, than use your body." "Don't worry this outfit is just for the first calls, it's to wet their appetite so they won't forget me." "They won't forget you all right, you'll be lucky if they don't rape you." "Oh you're beautiful," Nicky cried. She flung hers arms around him and kissed him. "None of my previous bosses ever worried about me. They just wanted me to show more skin and sleep with them." "I have other working outfits." She pulled him towards her room, "come on I'll show you." In her room she stripped off her top letting her magnificent tits hang loose. "Oh hell!" Dave groaned, "Looking at you I don't blame your previous bosses you're magnificent." Nicky stood in the middle of the room and lifted her tits in her hands. "They asked me to show more skin, and then they wanted to sleep with me." She licked her lips suggestively. "I'm showing more skin and I'd like to sleep with you." Dave need no further invitation he pulled her close and kissed her. Nicky's kisses were electric. Her mouth seemed to devour his; she nibbled and licked his lips before her tongue took charge. Dave couldn't believe how he was reacting to Nicky's kisses. He was becoming light headed and stumbled back against the wall. Nicky pushed him hard against the wall, "stand their sweetheart," she whispered, "While I strip for you." She moved her feet in a slow rolling motion, her body sexily moving in an erotic mini copy of a burlesque theatre bump and grind. Dave `s heart was beating fast and loud. He shook his head as he heard what sounded like the slow beat of a muffled drum. It's not me; he thought I must be imagining it. Nicky seemed to be off in a world of her own, her body swayed teasing and tantalising Dave. Dave`s body was trembling, he could feel his nipples harden. She undid the top button of her shorts, and then raised her hands up to run them through her hair. As she did her shorts moving to the beat of her body slid slowly down her legs. Dave's eyes followed their downward journey. He gasped when her pussy hairs were revealed. She had shaved them in the shape of a heart. What looked like a diamond glistened amongst the hairs? Dave started to remove his trousers. "Don't you dare," she growled. "I'll do that." Still moving to her bodies inner beat; she inched towards him her eyes glued to his. Her mouth open inviting. Her tongue wet her lips. Closer now, she kissed his eyes shut. Her fingers opened his fly and slid his trousers down around his knees. With his eyes closed by her kisses, Dave`s mind was concentrating on what she was doing with his pants. He gasped in surprise when she ripped his shirt open and pushed it away. Still moving slowly to her inner beat, Nicky's fantastic tits now brushed lightly against Dave`s chest. Gradually the contact became firmer, the motion of those tits more intensely erotic. Her lips left his eyes. She kissed down to his lips and once again devoured his mouth before letting her tongue take charge. Her hand stroked his rock hard prick. He was on fire. "Fuck this," he growled, "I've got to have you." He picked her up in his arms, "ready?" he whispered. "Yes, oh yes," she cried. Dave laid her on the bed. She moved her legs so they lay wide apart, making her look more available and vulnerable. Kneeling between her legs he took her hand and placed it around his prick. "Put it in love," he whispered. Nicky took his hot prick and rubbed it lightly in the pussy juices at the mouth of her pussy. Then as he held his breath she placed its head so it could slide slowly into her welcoming pussy. "Ohhhhh," he sighed. "Do you love that," she whispered. "You know I do, I`m so bloody hot." He repositioned his body so he could gain more leverage. "I was ready to come while you held me against the wall," he groaned. Nicky started to move the muscles of her pussy. She move her hands up to massage his nipples. He looked down at her "what are you trying to do? I won't last if you do that." She grinned licking her lips. "Well we can always start again." To Dave the rest of the night was a blur. One minute Nicky would act like a whore, rough and demanding. Then she would change and become a little girl soft and cuddly. Her changes excited him, keeping him hard. Sometime during the night he woke to find her sucking his prick. "Ready to start again?" she grinned. "Christ I can't remember stopping," he groaned as she pushed him down and mounted him. She rode him roughly, "Tell me what you would like to do," she pleaded. "I want to please you; I want you to come back to me." She was sucking his nipples when Dave drifted off to sleep. He woke with a start early the next morning. She looked up at him and took his prick from her mouth. "Good morning lover what would you like me to do now?" Dave raised himself up, pushing a pillow under his shoulders so he could look down at her. She was once again licking his shaft. "What a question," he laughed. "I don't think we missed anything last night. " "We could start all over," she whispered as she ran her tongue over the slit in his prick. "You'll get a mouth full in a minute, if you're not careful," he groaned. "Promises. Promises," she said, grinning as she once again looked up at him. She swallowed his prick, then slowly pushed it out, "Let me finish you off before Granny starts breakfast." "My god you're good," he groaned as her tongue, lips and fingers brought him to an erupting climax. "You're not bad yourself," she whispered as she sat up and kissed him. "Did you taste yourself?" She grinned. At breakfast there were knowing looks and smiles from Donna and Betsy. Annabelle came in with her baby in her arms. "Matron wants you to go down to meet the young widow who wants to sell her oyster leases." Betsy grinned, "You look as though you may be in need of a few oysters." They took a dinghy and motored down to the widow's camp. "Her husband went missing when his trawler went down at sea one night." Matron said as she cautioned him to be careful. "No one really knows what happened. It's believed that his nets snagged or he was hit by one of those big tankers that move along the coast. They found parts of his trawler but they never found his body." "How old is she?" Dave asked. "Oh I think she's about 35 or 40. She has no children. They came up here a few years ago from down south. No one knows much about them." Dave inspected the oyster leases while matron spoke to the widow and went through the licenses. When he returned, matron poured him a cup of tea. "This is Debbie she's thirty two and has worked with oysters all her life. Her father was an oysterman. Both her mum and dad are dead. She's lived alone here since her husband died. He was a good bloke, and she is lost without him." "I've suggested that we pay off her debts and buy her out. I have told her about the Haven and suggested she come and live with us." "I know this is a bit quick, but they lived together on his boat and in this shack on their leases. This is no place for a woman alone." She smiled at Dave, "she could come and live with us and teach some of our new family about the oyster business." While Matron was speaking Dave had studied Debbie. She was small thin and very brown from her years working on the water. She wore shorts displaying strong brown legs. She wore no shoes and wore no makeup. She was a worker and looked it. "It's ok with me," Dave said "as long as you have a room she can use. The family can vote on it at dinner tonight." Debbie packed her few things then joined Dave and matron in the dinghy for the trip back to the Haven She sat down in the stern beside Dave when Matron sat in the bow. "I'm sorry to be a nuisance," she whispered. Tears came to her eyes, "we were just starting to get on our feet when the accident happened." Dave tried to tell her not to worry. Now that she had started to talk he couldn't stop her. "He was a good husband." She said as she wiped a tear away. "He was working the trawler at night and working with me during the day. I told him not to work when he was tired, but he wanted to pay off our debt. Now he's gone and I don't know what to do." "Don't worry Matron and the girls will help straighten out your finances. In the mean time be our guest." He laughed "I suppose I should say working guest. I am the only male fisherman all the rest are women. They are learning as they go. I'd love you to help teach them." Dave stood in the shower day dreaming. He was constantly amazed at the way his womenfolk always accepted new additions to the family. They had not questioned Matrons decision to bring Debbie back to join the family. Already they were planning new furniture for her room. He was startled when the shower screen slid back to reveal Nicky standing nude on the bath mat. "I've decided to take things in my own hands," she grinned as she took hold of his already half hard prick. She pushed in to the small cubicle still holding his growing prick. She kissed him, her mouth nibbling his lips. "Gently lover," she whispered when Dave pushed his tongue deep into her mouth. She let go of his prick and held him by the ears as she licked down his neck and shoulders finally reaching his nipples. He jumped when she nipped his nipple lightly. "Oh hell, you know what that does to me moaned." "Are you coming?" 'No but keep that up and I will." He turned off the water when she sank to her knees and licked his shaft. Her hands massaged his balls as she stopped and looked up at into his eyes. Her fingers ran up and down his shaft. "I don't want you to come in my mouth," she cried. "When you are ready come in my pussy." Dave held his breath as she swallowed his prick. He could feel it right back in her mouth touching her throat. Nicky held him deep in her mouth for what seemed minutes. Then slowly her mouth relaxed allowing his prick to ease back. He could see her cheeks moving in and out as the muscles of her mouth worked on his prick. She looked up at him as she eased her head back so he could see his prick slide out between her lips. She took him by surprise again when she started to move her head up and down. Her mouth and her hand worked together. Her mouth was moving faster and faster. He could hear her gasping for breath. His own breathing was noisy in his ears. She kept glancing up to look him in the eye. Her eyes seemed to smile as she slowed the pace and let her mouth engulf his prick's head. Dave felt her hand run up his shaft. Her lips held his pricks head and her tongue licked around and under its head. "Are you close?" she asked. When he groaned, she pushed him away. Then she seemed to change her mind. Her hand returned to his balls. Her tongue tried to gently enter the split in his pricks head. "I love your prick," she whispered as her head bobbed down to once again take him deep in her mouth. Faster and faster her mouth moved up and down his prick. Her hand followed it, massaging his shaft in the moisture she left behind. The sight of her bobbing head, plus the sensations created by her mouth and tongue, were enough to push Dave's body over the hill. He did not warn her there was no time. His prick erupted. Nicky had felt the contractions in his balls. She felt his legs tremble. His prick surged and seemed to grow larger. It was too late to try to stop him. She relaxed and let her mouth accept the flood of his passion. Dave felt his prick pulsing as it started to relax and shrink. "I'm sorry love," he cried. "I know you wanted me to come in your pussy, but you got me so worked up I couldn't help it." Nicky took his soft sloppy prick in her hand and looked up at him. She grinned "We will just have to start all over." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 12 "Well it's happened at last, the state authorities are going to send someone down to investigate you and your harem." Matron was on her mobile. "Madison just rang me. She is one of the group that will report back after their enquiries." "Don't worry," Dave said. "We are not doing anything wrong; if we are we'll stop. If we're not, then there is nothing they can do to stop us." Matron assured him that his island met Council and State government town planning and building requirements, even though their island had not been included under the relevant legislation. "We have had visits from council health inspectors and every health professional interested in public health. Our fish processing and crab cooking areas meet the highest health standards." "We don't pollute the waterway. Our septic system is not overloaded. We pump our own water and have had it tested by the city council." "They told me that because it is pumped up through 40 foot of sand and our pipes and tanks are brand new, it is to their mind better than town water." "Look they are not interested in those physical matters they are interested in you. Madison says they will ask you to answer questions under oath." What sort of questions?" he asked. "Personal questions. They will ask very personal questions about your wives and the babies that live here. She thinks it will be a good idea if you let them inspect our living quarters, and let them attend one of our family meetings." "Better still," Dave suggested, "Why don't we invite them to stay a few days and see how we live." Dave poured himself a mug of coffee and wandered out on to the beach. He did not tell the others that he was worried about the visit by the government officials. It will be a bloody disaster if they try to stop us living together he thought as he ran his minds eye over what he had achieved. Granny joined him as he sat under the Moreton bay fig tree. They sat quietly looking out over the rising tide. She startled him when she broke the silence. "Its jealousy you know. Their bloody jealous that one man can have twenty women live with him." "They hate the idea that you might make love with a different woman every night. Their lives are so devoid of genuine spontaneous love and affection that they hate you for the love in your life." Dave did not answer. Each consumed by their own thoughts, they sat watching the tide until dinner Matron joined them as they sat down to dinner. She told them to listen while she read from a media statement. "The government has appointed a district magistrate Miss Hazel Green to investigate the Haven. The manager of the women's shelter and a police officer from the local station will assist her." "The shelter manager, that's Madison isn't it?" Dave asked. "Yes and the police woman is the one you met on the houseboat. Senior Constable Sharon Marriott." "Madison will be helpful. She has been over the moon because you have encouraged women from the shelter to stay up here." "If I remember correctly, you invited the policewoman up for a visit." "According to Chloe she appeared to be willing to become another of your conquests. If Chloe's right, she won't be a problem." Matron spied Dave staring at her chest where a button had come undone providing him with an unobstructed view of her breast. She straightened her clothes. "Stop leering like that," she laughed. "You will have to learn to behave and concentrate your energy on winning over the Magistrate." A few days later after a hectic clean up of the site and a series of lectures from Matron on how he should behave Dave stood on the beach. He watched as the first of his government visitor's Senior Constable Sharon Marriott jumped ashore. She waved and greeted Dave with a smile. "When you invited me to come up and visit," she grinned, "I didn't think it would be an official visit." He kissed her on the cheek, "you're welcome what ever the reason," She blushed when she caught him running his eyes slowly over her trim figure. Donna and Betsy waved and strolled over their babies on their hips. Both were topless, their breasts tanned from days in the sun. "You won't need your uniform on the island, most of us just wear casual gear," Donna said as they led her off to her room. Once inside Sharon slipped out of her uniform. She studied herself in the mirror as she decided what to wear. She ran her hands up under her breasts and tweaked her nipples. They are a bit small but not bad, she decided as she discarded her bra and slipped on a shirt. She smiled to herself as she recalled that the men at the police station called her "legs." They really are my best feature she thought as she pulled her tiny shorts up over her long tanned legs. She undid another button on her shirt and studied herself in the mirror before strolling outside. Right oh, let us see if Dave shows any interest, she though. Dave was unaware that Sharon had gone to great lengths to seek his approval. He greeted her with a smile, "give us a hand to get the boat into deeper water," he cried as he struggled in the dropping tide. "We need to get Ruby down to the maternity hospital. The girls say we will have another addition to the family before nightfall." They worked together holding the houseboat. When Ruby was safely aboard, he called to Sharon. "Come on you can drive. The doctor will meet us at the hospital." Sharon could not help being amazed at how calm and relaxed Dave made her feel. She watched as he moved to settle Ruby down. Cuddling her small body in his arms, he lifted her up like a baby, kissing her while he spoke quietly. "I won't let anything happen to you love. I've been down here with Annabelle Betsy and Donna, three times in the last few months. I'm becoming quite a professional father and I know from experience you are in good hands." He wiped her face with a warm cloth, "Trust me, the people down at the hospital are just marvelous. You already know the doctors and matron so you will be with friends. Sharon and I will stay and wait to see the baby. If there is anything you want, if you need me, just call and I will be there." At the hospital, Doctors and nurses greeted Dave like an old friend. "Back again," they laughed, "you are becoming our best customer." I will be back again, in a couple of weeks," Dave announced. "Ruby is number four and we have one more that's due shortly." Dave took the time to explain to all who would listen why he seemed more excited than usual. "Ruby is a young aboriginal lass who has had a hard life. I want this to go well for her. She really is a lovely young lady." Sharon and Dave had time to talk while they waited. He learnt that her father had left her mother before Sharon was two years old. "Mum did it tough, she had to work and look after me. It was only when I grew older that I realized what a hard life she had. How much she sacrificed for me." She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly. "She would have really appreciated someone like you to provide her with love and affection when I was a baby. I nearly cried when I watched you with Ruby, you're wonderful; no wonder all those women love you." Dave tried to lighten things up. "Well I couldn't supply the love and affection when you were a baby but I'm available now," he said as he squeezed her hand and cuddled her close. A nurse came into the room while they were kissing. Laughing she called to Sharon, "Watch him, he can be dangerous," "I'm not scared of him. He is just a big cuddly pussy," Sharon responded. "I think that may be the problem," the nurse replied. "Women around him become clucky and want babies. He brings out the mother in them." Dave pulled Sharon up on to his lap. "A cuddly pussy eh?" He whispered as he kissed her. She did not reply she just wriggled deeper in his lap and kissed him back. As they continued to kiss Sharon felt Dave's erection grow against her thigh. My god I have turned him on she thought. She smiled to herself. He is not the only one that's becoming excited. Her nipples were tingling and she felt her heart beat faster. The nurse returned interrupting them. "It's a boy. He`s very tiny like his mother. Both are ok." "Ruby is calling for you." Dave struggled to hide the lump in his pants. She laughed, "Just go in, I'm sure she has seen you with one of those before." Within minutes, Dave turned the ward into a riot of fun talking and flirting with Ruby and the other mothers. Matron finally called a halt, pushing him out the door. "I have to settle the ward down," she whispered. "A maternity ward is not a place for larrikins like you. You create too much excitement." Dave invited them all, mothers babies' nurses and doctors to come up to his island before they made their way back to the houseboat. Sharon took charge of the wheel as they pulled away from the jetty, leaving Dave to tidy up the mooring ropes. When Dave finished, he came and stood behind her, placing his hands on her hips. They stood motionless as they motored up stream. Sharon took one hand from the wheel and placed it over his. "This is nice," she whispered. "Yes," he replied as he leant forward and kissed her on the back of the neck. "It's nice to get away from it all. The houseboat gives me comfort and privacy." Sharon thought about Dave as he spoke. His lifestyle was a major topic of conversation in the local community. Stories of his life with a number of pregnant wives had become so exaggerated and fanciful that the State Premier had ordered an enquiry. The attitude of the majority of officers down at the station had changed when the sergeant told them of his wife's experiences with the woman's shelter. "The shelter committee thinks he's a saint. The battered wives who have been up to the island love him." "My wife won't hear a bad word about him," the sergeant had added. "From my own point of view, if all those women up on the island are sleeping with him, he is a bloody lucky bugger." Sharon had listened to the briefing given to the Magistrate down at the station. The inspector had made his position clear. "Check out if any one is forced into sex. Does he blackmail them to have his babies? Is there any drugs?" "Is there any rorts as far as government funding is concerned? Is he having sex with underage girls? Are they breaking any laws? Give us any concrete information, no matter how small. Your report should finally scotch the rumors and innuendo floating around the community or prove that where there's smoke there's fire." The last few hours had confirmed Sharon's suspicion that Dave was just a loveable big softy. There was no doubt in her mind that he was decent and honorable with no hidden agenda. He had a way about him that made her want to mother him. She wanted to grab and cuddly him. Her nipples tingled as she decided that she would love to sleep with him. Dave was unaware of Sharon's thoughts. He had stood silently behind her as the boat struggled against the tide. Without thinking, he had let his hand run down over her tight round bottom. Freeing his other hand, he ran both hands around the front over her hard flat stomach. He felt her relax back in his arms her body pushing back. Pleased that she had not objected, he tried to run his hands lower. Her shorts were too tight to allow his hand to slip down inside. If I cannot go down, I will go up, he thought as he slipped her shirt loose from her shorts. Within seconds his hands found her breasts, they were smaller than those of his pregnant wives. She must have read his mind when she whispered, "they're only small." Dave now stood close behind her his breasts in his hands. "They are a very lovely handful," he whispered in her ear. They stood close together his fingers rubbing and pulling her nipples. "Let's pull out of the channel," he whispered. "Why?" She groaned. "I want to kiss you. You can't steer and watch the river traffic when we are kissing." He turned her body to face him. "This is the most privacy you and I are going to get over the next few days." Responding to his words Sharon turned the houseboat to port and headed for the shallow far bank. Taking that as agreement Dave moved closer behind her. He moved his hands around to open the buttons down the front of her shirt and peeled it away. Sharon was still struggling to hold the boat off the sandbank and drop the anchor when his mouth swept down on her nipple. "Behave," she groaned. "You will have to go out and drop the back anchor so we don't swing up high and dry." "I am not going out there without my shirt; I'm a senior police officer. I can't be seen topless on this boat with you." "Oh shit, hurry up," she growled when his teeth nipped her nipple Dave dropped the rear anchor and locked the door. "We don't want the water police dropping in to see why I am anchored over here," he announced with a grin. Before she could answer, he picked her up like a baby and headed for the bedroom. "I'm going to strip off those shorts. I have wanted to see all of this luscious senior police officer since the first day you came aboard this boat." Sharon let him lay her back on the bed and watched as he dropped his trousers. She wet her lips when his cock sprang free. "Oh my Donna was right you're big." "She exaggerates," he whispered as he slid her shorts down and pulled them off. He stood back and whistled. "You're beautiful; I love your long sexy legs they go on forever." He grinned as he slumped down on the bed beside her and ran his hands up over her knees. "I can't keep my hands off them." "Other things will welcome your hands,' she whispered as she pulled his head down so they could kiss. Dave loved to kiss. Running his hands over a woman while they kissed created the most exquisite feeling. His heart beat faster. His cock grew harder. His breath sounded louder in his ears. Kisses turned him on. Sharon watched Dave as he slid way from her kisses. He is going to go down on me, she thought. She felt her pussy grow wet in anticipation. She held her breath as his lips ran over her breast and sucked on her nipples. She was not surprised when he did not stop. She wanted his lips on her pussy. Nevertheless, she shuddered with delight when his lips moved on to lick and kiss her stomach, she groaned when his tongue tried to enter her belly button. She pulled a pillow over under her shoulders so she could raise her body and watch his lips and tongues progress. She groaned aloud when he continued past her pussy kissing down her thigh and legs to her knees finally reaching her toes. Sharon pushed herself higher on her elbows to watch. No one had ever gone past her pussy to concentrate on her toes before. Dave threw her joggers aside and took her big toe in his mouth sucking it and biting it lightly. A shudder ran through her body she felt a dribble of moisture leak from her pussy. "My god, that's making me hot," she cried as he kissed and licked her feet and ankles. He continued working his way slowly up her legs to her knees. Easing her legs wider, he licked and kissed the inside of her legs working higher and higher. Sharon became more agitated every minute. She nearly screamed when she felt his hot breath on her pussy lips. "Do it," she urged, "do it." When it became apparent that he was not going to kiss her pussy she could stand it no longer. Grabbing a handful of his hair, she reefed his head up so she could look him directly in the eye. "Fuck me," she cried. "Stop teasing me, fuck me." Dave had planned to kiss and make love to her pussy. He could smell her arousal. He could see moisture glistening on the hairs of her pussy. Her stomach was heaving, her legs pushing further apart. She was ready. He could not deny her any longer. He pushed her back on to the pillow. Sandra gave a moan of pleasure as he slid his arms under her legs and raised them up on to his shoulders. Looking down he could se the lips of her pussy pushed out seeking his cock. Sharon could not wait. Her hand found his cock and pulled it forward until he felt the moisture of her now fiery pussy, "Put it in," she moaned. "Come on put it in." Her hand fed him into her pussy mouth. He pushed forward to sink his cock deeper and deeper. Sharon groaned as he started to move. She was no virgin. She had been sexually active over the years. Dave was filling her as no other man had done. "Oh, oh, that's lovely, that's it. Harder love harder. Oh, yes keep going." Words spilled out of her mouth. Her body jolted and jerked trying to push up at him. She slipped her legs from his shoulders bringing them down around his waist. They held him tight pulling him closer "Come on you big pussy, fuck me, make me pregnant if you can." Dave could not believe how Sharon was reacting. She hardly stopped talking. She was noisy, yet quietly determined. Wild and yet somehow, gentle. She was a chameleon changing colors, changing from a wild cat one minute to a pussy the next. She looked up at him her eyes blazing her face angry. Pulling his head down she changed completely. "Kiss me you big fool," she murmured. She ran her hands along his chest and tweaked his nipples. "Your wives are right, you're fucking wonderful." She cried as her body shuddered and shook in the throes of a gigantic orgasm. Dave had struggled to keep up with Sharon. He lost control when her pussy contracted, tightening around his cock, forcing him over the edge. He came with a rush. His body jolted time after time as his sperm spurted into her welcoming pussy. He pushed his arms out straight. Then he struggled to hold his body away from hers so he could watch her face as they came. Sharon's eyes rolled in her heads her mouth wide-open emitting small moaning noises Finally, he slumped down on her body gasping for breath; she took his head in her hands and kissed him. "No wonder your wives love you. That was awesome." Madison met them as they ran the houseboat up in the shallows at the island. "The magistrates here," she whispered. "Annabelle has taken her to her room so she can change and freshen up." Dave told Sharon to go and look after the magistrate. "Tell her to come down when she is ready and we will gather the family together to meet her." Hazel Green changed into a very conservative blouse and slacks. She knew little about Dave other than what she had read in the documents supplied from the minister's office and the briefing from the local police superintendent. He`s either a sex fiend or a saint, she thought. She finished unpacking and joined Sharon. "Why don't I get Dave to show you around?" Sharon asked as they made their way to the beach. "That's a good idea it will give me an opportunity to learn a little about him and his Harem." Dave studied the magistrate as she walked out to the beach. He jumped up and went to meet her. She is very tiny he though. Probably only a little over five feet. He found it hard to estimate her age, finally deciding she was no chicken. They shook hands studying each other, exchanging first names. Dave took the initiative. "You are here to find out how we operate so let me start by showing you around." "This was an old army igloo from the war. I bought it years ago as a base for fishing during the winter months. It is just over one hundred and sixty foot long. The roof is forty foot at the highest point." "With its round slopes it gets down to less than twenty feet high at the sides. I think it was a scaled down version of an aircraft hangar used for boat storage. Its construction is wood and steel mostly galvanized iron." "My wives and a local draughtsman drew up plans for the rooms. We now have it fully lined and sealed with carpet in every room. Because it's over 50 foot wide the draughtsman was able to make provision for enough large bedrooms to satisfy my family and leave room for a few more." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 12 "We have a large dining and lounge area down under my room. It takes up what was part of a mezzanine storage area at each end. The other end over some of the bedrooms has become an area used by visitors who sleep over. I think the girls have put you in one of those spaces." "You will want to talk to everyone. Maybe you should meet them in their rooms for privacy. At the same time you will be able to see what they have done to make this place home." "Granny can show you what she calls her state of the art kitchen. Rosita can show you the processing area. Albert can show you his new quarters created from an old shop." "As you can see, we are away from the main channel, hidden from view by those large Bunya pines. Most people would not know we are here. We have added big verandahs back and front with sliding glass doors. That allows us to sit out of the wind no matter what direction it comes from. It also serves as a nice place to sit quietly and enjoy the view."{ "We pump our own water; recently we installed a windmill and solar power. We also run our own generator. We are self-sufficient." They strolled around the boats and along the beach. The magistrate asking questions about land tenure and ownership. Dave laughed as they approached the old Moreton bay fig tree and saw the crowd. "Everyone knows you're here. The are waiting to meet you." The introductions over, they all sat down to the long table laden with fresh seafood. As the meal progressed, they relaxed. The family commenced telling stories of their new life on the island. I'd be careful and not take to much notice," Matron said, "they exaggerate and love to tease." Eric had sat with the magistrate and Madison. "Can we call you Hazel or do you prefer Miss Green?" Eric asked. When she told them to call her Hazel, he pointed to the three women and their babies. "I found it very difficult at first to come to terms with Dave and his family," Madison agreed, "Yes it's hard to come to grips with a group that share everything and never seem to have a jealous thought." They sat listened to the laughing good-natured teasing. "Do they really share everything?" Hazel asked. "I suppose the best thing for us to do is let you find that out for yourself," Eric said. "I'm interested in finding out more about you. Can I ask some questions?" Madison listened for a while then drifted away. Hazel and Eric did not notice her leave. They talked together telling each other their life history. "What do you know about that?" Madison asked as she joined the others. "Those two have really hit it off. Maybe Eric is the answer to her prayers." Matron laughed, "maybe he is the answer to ours. If she likes him and trusts him, she will take more notice of what he says about us." It was mid morning when Dave ran his dinghy out to clear his nets. It had been business as usual for the family today. He had told them to try to ignore the fact they were under investigation. "Let's not change anything. To do so would be an admission that what we do is wrong." The magistrate had announced that she would hold a community meeting in three days time. In the meantime, they would talk to every one. "In other words," Sharon had told them at breakfast. "You will all get a chance to talk to each of us on your own. Then we will get you all together and compare notes." Hours later Dave finished unloading his catch and cleaning his nets. He couldn't see anyone around so he stripped off his dirty clothes and dived over. When both his clothes and his body were free of fish gut and scales he pulled himself up on to the boat, found a dry pair of shorts and jumped down to wade to the beach. He was standing on the sand slipping on the dry pair of shorts when he heard a chuckle. "Do you always wade ashore nude, or did you do it to impress the official party?" Madison asked. Madison The magistrate and Sharon were sitting up in the shade under the fig tree. He stuttered and stammered in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I apologise, I didn't see anyone when I looked. I always wash myself off in the bay and put on a dry pair of shorts. There is nothing worse than fish smells." He looked up; they were all smiling at his embarrassment. The magistrate was the first to break the silence. "Look I want things to be no different while we are here to any other day. So if you bathe in the nude, that's ok with me. It wasn't blatant. You weren't flashing. If anything it was good to watch a working man scrub himself clean," "While we are at it, my name is Hazel Green. Don't call me the magistrate. Call me Hazel. I'm a 55 year old country girl from a family of eleven; I've seen it all before." Some time later Dave returned to sit on the beach. Smiling to himself, he thought back over the last six months. Helping Annabelle when she was pregnant had changed his life. Annabelle had moved in with him after her accident. Betsy and Donna had joined her. In very quick time, his island had been transformed from a hangout to a warm family home for a thriving community. It was a matter of pride to Dave that he had been able to provide them all with their own space as Betsy put it. More and more lonely men and women had drifted up to the island. Some asked to stay other lingered and drifted away. Many of the younger men had drifted in, expecting a continuous orgy after hearing the rumors and stories of hordes of pregnant women. Matron and Annabelle soon sent them on their way. After she sent the last one packing, Matron told Charlie and Albert. "Don't bring them over unless they have permission. You run the boats for us, not as a taxi for no hopers." His wives who had all been pregnant when they first arrived had made a nursery and a secure place for their babies, a top priority. He looked over at the area set a side for their children. The women themselves had built it. Every tradesman who came to work on the island ended up donating time labor and materials to their project. He grinned recalling how young Betsy had told him, "We didn't have to twist any arms. We just used gentle persuasion." "Don't tell me I don't want to know," he had laughed. "This is a lovely spot," Hazel said as she joined him in the canvas chairs. "I haven't seen big canvas chairs like this since I was a teenager. They were a feature in most country movie theatres in those days." "I love them," Dave said, "They are very comfortable my wives bought a lot of furniture from the second hand dealer down the junction. They may have been in a theatre." She became agitated and moved her chair so she faced him. "I can't work you out. You know that the Premier of this state has ordered an investigation into you and this island camp. Why do you persist in calling all the women your wives and talk of your family? You know it is like a red rag to a bull as far as he is concerned." "Can't you see that he's made up his mind to make an example of you? His puritan values are insulted every time he hears of your many wives and kids. He will not tolerate any ideas other than those he preaches. He hates gays and lesbians, he's intolerant." "He goes off his brain when people talk of living together. It is a sin to have sex before marriage, Single or unmarried mothers are sinners. He thinks that you are trying to destroy society by destroying the sanctity of marriage," "The pity is that no one in his coalition government will stand up to him. Many disagree but they sat nothing. They know if they do, he will never make them a minister." "He has become so powerful that the states major newspaper backed away when he threatened to take all government advertising away if they criticized him." She slumped back in her chair. "I'm sorry but I couldn't go on with this farce, if you didn't know what you are up against." Dave was stunned. "I'm just a fisherman. I am not trying to destroy society. I just want to live my life surrounded by people I love." He sat up. "They can get fucked. I am not going to let some church going fanatic destroy my family. There must be something I can do?" "Surely, the mainstream churches will not support breaking up the Haven. They are all on the board that runs the women's shelter. Madison says we have contributed in a practical way to helping women overcome the trauma of being bashed by someone who pretends to love them." The Catholics should see that this place removes the need for abortions. As far as I am concerned, abortion is a matter for the woman to decide it is not a question that should be controlled by churches or politicians. All of my wives have wanted their babies." "Settle down," Hazel said when he stopped for breath. "Not a word to your wives about this. I will write my report after we have spent the week here. In the mean time, I suggest that you talk to everyone that's on side. Ask them to put some pressure on their local politician. Then draw up a petition. Start a letter writing campaign. Let the premier know that he's got a fight on his hands." Mandy sensed Dave was worried. All through the evening meal, she teased and flirted outrageously. Salome noting Dave was preoccupied whispered to Mandy "sometimes a man needs peace and sometimes he needs loving. Tonight is not the night for loving sweetie, let him be." Mandy took the hint and went to bed. Peace and quiet descended on the Haven, Dave stripped off his shirt and sat alone thinking of the fight they would have to mount to protect their lifestyle. Annabelle who had missed dinner whilst feeding her baby flopped down beside him "My, oh my, are you flashing the bare chest to attract young Mandy? When she's not around, will an old wife do?" "You will always be my number one wife sweetheart, you were my first lover, but those young ones are sweet." He leant over and kissed her, his hand automatically stroking her milk-laden breast. Annabelle lay back as he opened her blouse and leant in to suck on her nipple. He looked up and grinned, "When we first met it was your breasts that made me horny. They still do, they are sexier than ever." She moaned as he sucked hard and a small amount of milk flowed. She took his hand and headed for her room." Come inside`" she whispered. Dave helped her undress. Her lush body carried more weight these days. He shook his head as he slipped her panties down around her ankles. "You're magnificent." "When I look at your body I immediately think of sex. When I smell you, I immediately think of sex. If I were an artist, you would be the first one I would choose to paint." "Stop talking," Annabelle growled, as she took hold of his hard cock and led him to the bed. "If you want to work that mouth, I have a job for it." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 13 The Government investigation into Dave's Island created a media frenzy. Newspapers across the state and throughout the country carried stories of Dave and his many wives. Some of the stories were so outrageous and untrue that Dave was persuaded to invite journalists and TV reporters to visit the island as his guest. "One at the time," Matron urged, "so you can entertain them and they can get too know all of us." Annabelle agreed. "Let's start with the locals, then work our way up to the national press." Later that evening Dave did not object when Nicki crept into his bed. Without thinking, he automatically moved so he could stroke her firm young breasts. "My god you're beautiful, I love your breasts," he whispered. Nicki took his hands and held them. "Oh hell! I know you do sweetie," she whispered as her nipples stood up to his touch. She shivered and moaned, "Please behave for a minute; She held his head in her hands staring into his eyes. "You know I normally have to talk to the others before I could join you in your bedroom at night." "Tonight I didn't have to ask. I have been sent here to help you plan a media campaign. I know many of the local journalists from my days in product promotion. I spent many hours socializing with them when I was a tits and legs girl for cigarette companies and the brewery." Kissing Dave's nipples, Nicki whispered, "The news reader on our local TV is married but likes a little fling. Her face is on TV every night. She is very popular. She rarely has an opportunity to spend time with a new man in a location where she will not be recognized." "You should ring the station and invite her and her camera operator to come up for a few days. I will talk to her and make sure she comes." She laughed, "When she gets here you can make sure she comes." Before he could reply, her teeth closed on his nipple making him groan. Dave had completely forgotten the media by the time he lifted her head from his chest and kissed her. She pushed back so she could look at him, "You're bloody fantastic," she groaned, "I have never met anyone like you, you're always hard." Dave smiled as he pulled the pillow up under his head and watched Nicki slide down to take his cock in her hands. He grunted in satisfaction as she sucked him deep into her throat. "My god that's lovely. But I really want to fuck you." Nicki looked up and slipped his cock from her mouth. "I know what you would like to do, but first I want to taste your come in my mouth." I cannot let the bloody government stuff this up Dave thought as her hands worked his cock into her mouth. He shuddered as he thought of the possible loss of his wives and their successful community. He made up his mind as his cock pulsed he could not let the government force the closure of the Haven. Nicky's lips soon stopped him from thinking about the government. He felt his come stirring in his balls, his legs tightened, his mouth became dry as he whispered, "I'm going to come love. Do you want to swallow, or shall we stop so I can fuck you." "Finish him off," Donna called from the doorway. Startled he looked around to find four set of eyes watching. "We sent Nicki in here to talk about the media. Knowing you, we knew you two would end up in bed." Betsy chimed in. "We decided to join you. We need to talk. Go on finish him off. If you don't we will never be able to make him concentrate on business." While they were talking, Nicki had continued to suck his excited cock. Her mouth and hand were moving quickly now making Dave's heartbeat faster. Dave eyes returned to watch her fingers working up and down his shaft. He gasped as her mouth and tongue made his balls tingle. "Oh hell," he groaned. His body was hit by a series of jolts as his come shot into her mouth. Dave had closed his eyes as he savored the ecstasy of Nicky's mouth milking his pulsing cock. When he opened them again, Annabelle, Donna, Betsy and Van were standing beside his bed. "Bloody hell what about a little privacy," he groaned. "We won't have the luxury of privacy if you don't do something to protect our island home," Van whispered as she moved to lie beside him on the bed. Not to be outdone Donna pushed Nicki aside so she could take Dave's cock in her warm mouth. Dave grunted, "I thought we were going to talk about a media campaign." "First things first," Van said as her lips closed on his and Donna increased the tempo of her cleanup. Somehow, during a night filled with many bodies Dave found time to discuss their plans. He remembered their fighting words, even though he could not remember who said what. Finally, as they dressed in the morns early light, everyone was allocated a job. The plan to involve every group that had any influence in the community meant everyone would have to act quickly and use every possible contact. Community leaders would have to be invited to visit and stay over. Matron and Annabelle would advertise an open day with the proceeds to go to a Battered Women's trust. The plan was to make sure the public were able to see what the family had achieved and how they worked together. ‘Hide Nothing', was the slogan they all agreed would best describe their plan. That evening Nicki arranged for Lola Hanks the local TV news presenter to visit the island. The next morning she joined Dave on the houseboat as they motored down to meet Lola and her assistant. As soon as they got underway, Nicki slipped off her top. She stood behind him, hands on his hips pressing her breasts into his bare back. "Lola is one frustrated lady; promise me you will look after her." she whispered. "Shit that's what worries me. I am no gigolo. I sleep with you because I want to, not because someone tells me I have to." He could feel himself blushing, "I don't know if I want to make love to someone just to get publicity for our cause." "What if she doesn't excite me? What if I can't get a horn?" Nicki laughed as she ran her hand over the bulge in the front of his shorts. "I don't know what you are worrying about. You always have a horn." "How could I not get a horn with those fabulous tits pushing into my back? Dave groaned. Nicki laughed as she moved around to face him. "Waste not; want not," she whispered. She giggled wickedly as she winked and pushed his shorts down around his ankles. Teasing him Nicki took her time. Slowly and seductively, she slid down on her knees in front of him. Minutes later as his come leaked from the corner of her mouth she looked up at him and grinned, "Save some for Lola." Dave had only seen Lola Hank's head and shoulders on TV. She was not as tall as he had imagined. While her height struck him at first glance, his eyes were drawn to her small breasts. They were displayed nicely in a white business shirt with sufficient buttons undone to wet his appetite. Her milky white skin provided a dramatic contrast to the brown sun tanned bodies of his island family. He estimated as they shook hands that she would be in her early forties. Her cream silk skirt and linen shirt displayed her great little body to perfection. Lola greeted him eagerly. "I have heard a lot about you. You have an interesting reputation." They stood studying each other when Nicki stepped in to ask Dave to help a large swarthy Italian girl she introduced as Delfina. "Stop gawking and help Delfina load their gear," she ordered "Hi, I am the camera operator," Delfina whispered as they worked together. "I've heard about you, I hope you are as good as they say." When Dave did not answer, she moved so her large breast rubbed along his arm. She winked and whispered, "I intend to find out." Dave stood at the wheel on the return journey. Delfina stood beside him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Lola told me you are having trouble with the Premier. She has a story about him that needs telling. Our station bosses support the government. They have ordered her not to use it; Get close to her. If she likes what you've got, she'll provide you with the details; it may be exactly what you need." Dave was intrigued. He had taken an instant liking to Delfina. It was obvious she felt the same way about him. He watched as she whispered to Lola and brought her over to the wheelhouse. "Let Lola steer," she ordered. "You can stand behind her and watch to see she doesn't get into trouble." They stood quietly as the houseboat moved slowly up the river. Lola was nervous. "How am I doing," she whispered. Dave laughed, "You are going great, don't over correct and you will be perfect. There is an easy way to see if you are traveling straight. Look back to the stern and you can see if you are leaving a zig zag trail." Just as Lola turned to look out over the stern, the wash of a passing tug hit the houseboat. She lost her footing and fell against Dave. Their bodies clashed her face against his bare chest. Dave wrapped his arms around her to steady her as they swayed together. He felt her small soft breast and his prick lurched against her thigh. Lola gave a girlish giggle and looked up at Dave. "My oh my," she whispered, "boating can be interesting." "Yes very interesting," he growled letting his head drop down to kiss her on the forehead. Lola's reaction surprised him. She pushed her body against him, her hand seeking the bulge in his shorts. "Very interesting," she murmured as she raised her face to be kissed. Dave did not disappoint her. His mouth closed over hers, nibbling her lips. They were so wrapped in each other they did not notice Delfina step into the wheelhouse and take over the wheel. When Delfina pushed Dave away, he lifted Lola in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. She said nothing as he stripped her clothes away leaving her standing in just her high heels. Dave stood back to admire her tiny white body. She turned slowly her hand on one hip the other sweeping her hair up off her neck. "You like?" she whispered. There was no need to answer. All his worries about getting a horn disappeared. He dropped his shorts so his rock hard cock could spring free. Lola stopped turning. "You like?" he whispered back. "Oh yes I like, but I want you to eat me first," she gasped. "Come here," she urged. Dave felt her urgency and decided to tease her. "Wait; there is no need to hurry. You make the most erotic picture standing there. I want to imprint this image on my mind." Dave stood still, admiring her body. "You're beautiful. I love your gorgeous white skin. It creates an astonishing contrast with your shiny black hair." He grinned and licked his lips, "especially where you have shaved your pussy hairs into that heart shape." It seemed like an eternity to Lola before Dave moved over and sank to his knees in front of her. She held her breath as his hands stroked her thighs, moving lightly over her backside. "Lovely, lovely," he murmured as he stroked along the inside of her leg moving closer and closer to her now moist pussy. She wanted him to kiss her now, trying to direct his head gently towards her pussy. She groaned, "Stop teasing me," as he continued to kiss and stroke her legs and thighs, not once touching her where she wanted it most. Then quite suddenly Dave stopped kissing and caressing her thighs. She growled, "What are you doing?" He did not need to respond. She could see and feel him gradually kissing his way up her body. Then he stopped to take her breast in his mouth and nibble on an excited nipple. They stood swaying to the motion of the boat. Their hands and mouths busy on each other's body. Then just as quickly as he had stopped kissing and caressing her legs, his mouth left her breast. "On the bed," he whispered as he lifted her effortlessly and laid her down with her legs over the side on to the floor. Lola lay back as he slowly sank to his knees. She became so relaxed that she was taken by surprise when his hands lightly caressed her lower legs. She gave an involuntary gasp and shivered at the lightness of his touch. She struggled to raise her self on her elbows so she could watch what he was doing. He caressed her legs ever so gently before slowly easing them apart. "My god you're beautiful," he groaned as his fingers played in her trim pussy hairs. His nose touched her outer lips as she heard him inhale. "You smell so hot, I bet you'll taste sweet," he murmured. Her heart was beating so loud she could hear it. Dave was making love to her body. He was paying homage to her sex slowly and lovingly in a way that no one had ever done before. She groaned aloud as he sank further down between her legs finally placing them over his shoulders. She shivered as his tongue immediately set off on a slow journey up the inside of her leg. His mouth had distracted her from the movement of his hands. Her body responded when she felt his finger slip into her pussy. Working slowly his tongue joined it. Then his other hand stroked lightly over the cheeks of her bottom coming closer and closer to her arse. Lola had spent many nights wondering what a cock would feel like when it entered her rear. Now as his finger probed and teased the cheeks of her arse her mind went blank. She could think of nothing else, visualizing what he was going to do to her. "Do it! Do it!" she moaned quietly as she lay back and waited for him to force his way into her only virgin passage. Her heart was now beating much faster than normal. She could feel it and hear it. She could feel her pussy responding to his fingers and tongue. She held her breath and waited for his finger to push into her arse. She felt him raise her legs higher and moaned as his tongue ran down from her sopping pussy until it reached her arse. His finger pushed in and his tongue tried to follow, "Oh my god," she moaned as she felt her pussy juices flow. Dave too felt her juices on his cheek he removed his finger and pushed his tongue in until her tight virgin arse stopped it. "Relax," he whispered. "I won't hurt you. Just tell me to stop if I do." Lola eased her legs apart relaxing as she felt his finger return and push on until it was all inside. She waited breathlessly while he filled her arse with his finger. Then she groaned and moved her body to indicate she was ready for more. Within seconds, his finger was moving easily in her arse. "Are you ready?" he asked. He did not need words to know what she wanted. Her body seemed to relax and invite him. He heard her whimper when he eased his cock into her pussy to lubricate it with her juice before easing the head into her arse. Dave could not believe how quickly Lola accepted his cock. Her hands came up and gripped his thighs, her body started to buck wildly. "Fuck me, fuck my arse," she screamed. Her movements were so wild, her body so agitated that Dave struggled to keep his cock embedded in her arse. Lola's fingers moved to his nipples. Using her long nails, she pinched his nipples so hard he came close to screaming. He tried to brush her hands away but she kept up the pressure until he came with a rush and collapsed on top of her. They lay gathering their breath when Delfina called. "Are you two finished? If your not you had better hurry we are just off the beach." Most of the family had gathered on the Island to meet Lola. Annabelle and the girls ushered her away to the room they had set aside for her. While they were gone, Matron briefed Dave on the results of the Magistrates enquiry. She laughed and kissed Dave as she read from a note. "They will report that the allegations against you are false and without foundation." Dave sighed, "That's a relief, now we should take the fight up to the government. Let's make sure your open day draws big crowds. Make sure the church groups that support the woman's shelter visit when Madison and someone from the shelter are here to show them around. Check to see everyone is able to do the jobs they have been given. Nicki joined them a wide smile on her face. "You impressed Lola, if that's the word to describe what you were up to in the houseboat bedroom. She says she will prepare a special 30 minute programme about the island and its people." "That's great," Matron sighed, "lets all make sure she get what she wants. Make sure all of the family is willing to talk about our Island and what it has done to improve our lives. Dave wants people to see how happy we all are here." "Delfina likes you," Nicki whispered as she took his clothes and pushed him into the shower. "I'll send her in to discuss the areas you would like to show in the 30 minute special. She winked, "Look after her. Her camera work will be vital to our cause." Dave stood in the shower soaping his cock, thinking about Lola. Suddenly the bathroom door opened. "Stop playing with yourself," Betsy called as she laid new towels on the bench. Dave was startled to see she was not alone. Delfina was standing behind her grinning. Betsy turned to Delfina, "come on help me get him out and dry him down." She pushed Delfina into the shower with Dave. Within seconds, Delfina was soaking wet her large free flowing breasts clearly standing out beneath her clothes. Dave whistled in awe. "Get out of your clothes," he groaned as he moved to help her. Betsy cried, "That's right strip her," She pushed in making it even more crowded. Delfina was now jammed hard against Dave as they both stripped her clothes away. As soon as Delfina`s breasts were free of her clothes Dave took one in his hand and held it so he could kiss it. "My god," he whispered with his mouth full, "I have never seen nipples like yours before." He didn't say it aloud but thought to himself that Delfina`s nipples were larger and fatter than Vans tiny tits. Delfina`s warm earthy body wrapped around him overwhelming him. Her mouth devoured his as they kissed and fondled each other. Betsy stood with her arms around them both. "Come on," she urged. "Get out of here, there is a bed waiting." On the bed Delfina rolled on top of Dave, she took hold of his rampant cock and positioned it at the mouth of her cunt. She licked her lips erotically and slowly eased her body down until his cock was buried in her cunt up to his balls. "At last" she whispered. "I've wanted to fuck you since I first heard about you. I was all the more certain when I first saw you this morning. The when I heard you and Lola together I knew I had to have you today." "Now my handsome friend, now it is going to happen. I'm going to fuck you," she cried as her body started to move. Dave felt her cunt grip his cock as she started to move faster and Faster. "Go steady," he whispered. "If you're not careful, I will come too soon." Delfina gasped and licked her lips "come when ever your ready lover. It won't be the only time you will come in me tonight." They both looked around startled when Betsy slapped Delfina across the arse. "You'll get your share but it's my turn next." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 14 Dave was tired. He had hardly slept all night. He lay on the bed with Delfina and Betsy recalling their night together. He sat up and looked at them both as they lay sleeping. What a contrast. Delfina, a camera operator for the local TV station had only joined them yesterday. She was a swarthy Middle Eastern Italian woman with big boned shoulders and hips. She murmured in her sleep as he ran his hand over her extra large breasts. He pulled her nipple, deciding her nipples were the largest he had ever sucked. He turned to look at Betsy. She had been nineteen and pregnant when she joined Donna and Annabelle to help him set up his island hideaway. With her baby nearly three months old, her body had returned to the body of a typical diet conscious teenager. He ran his hands over her breasts. They were small compared with Delfina`s but lost nothing in comparison,. They had grown more motherly with the advent of her baby girl. Delfina had told him that her boss the local TV news presenter had a story about the state's Premier. "Lola says it could possibly bring the government down. Our station owners support the Premier and the management refuses to air the allegations." During the night when he was gathering his breath, she had whispered that she could help him make a video tape spelling out the allegations. "Our tape," she whispered. "Could be used to provide facts that you could send to all of the state and national media outlets." He rolled over so he could run his hand down over her belly to her hairy pussy. She was a fantastic lover. On a number of occasions during the night her dark skinned earthy body had rode him with a rough urgency that bordered on violence. Even now as he lay spent after a night's lovemaking, his cock stirred. He remembered her hot wet pussy and the way it closed on his cock. His cock had grown hard again as his hands ran over Betsy and Delfina`s bodies. He took it in his hand and lay back smiling as he remembered what they had done last night. He jumped in surprise when Delfina closed her hand over both his hand and his cock. "My god we are neglecting you," she whispered, "no man should have to play with himself when he is in bed with two horny women." "Relax lover," she said as she crawled between his legs, "I am going to treat you to a mind blowing blow job." Her hand closed on his cock. She laughed. "Did you get that, a mind blowing blowjob? Push those pillows under your head and shoulders so you can watch." He lay back on the pillows as her hand slowly stroked his cock. He shivered when she kept her eyes on his, watching his reactions intently. Licking her lips, she leant forward so that her tongue could just lick his cock lightly. She repeated these light licks every time her hand stroked up its shank. He watched as she wet her lips with her tongue. Now she held his cock up so her lips could enclose its head each time her hand worked it from bottom to top. "You've got a great cock," she moaned. She stuck out her tongue and grinned suggestively. Looking at him to make sure he was watching, she ran her tongue along his now throbbing piss hole. A movement at the side of the room distracted Dave. He looked over to the long mirror on the wall. He could see their reflection. He was mesmerized. The mirror gave him a different view of Delfina working his cock. His heart beat faster as he admired the mirrors reflection. His cock seemed to grow bigger as he watched her lips and tongue flicking out of her mouth to caress his cocks head. Delfina felt the new urgency in his cock. She licked her lips until they were wet and shiny, and then slowly fed his cock deep into her mouth and throat until it all disappeared from view. Dave knew he could hold out no longer. He felt his body shudder. Her mouth was hot as she deep throated him. Her cheeks were moving in and out with his cock. "I'm coming," he whispered, "I'm coming." Delfina ran her hands down to cup his balls and surprised him by running her fingernails down to his arse. Dave shuddered as her nails scratched him lightly. He groaned aloud as he felt his cum ripple from his balls. He looked down to find she had stopped moving. She was waiting for him. She seemed to smile and again cupped his balls as his first burst of cum filled her mouth. She did not need to say anything. Her eyes said it all. They were filled with both love and lust Outside Matron was organizing a meeting with Lola. "We know you have been gathering evidence and allegations against the Premier and some of his ministers. Before I ask Dave to come out and join us. I must ask can you prove it." Lola sat up in her chair. "Yes, I have people who will say that the Premier appointed senior police and those senior police are on the take." "I have stories of Illegal gambling, prostitution and drugs. All the street crimes are flourishing while special police squads and some senior cabinet officials laugh and turn a blind eye." "In some cases, government members or senior police appear to be accepting bribes. I am told bags of money are left on their desk. Grazing properties operated by senior government figures have their bulldozers and farming equipment maintained and refurbished without payment." "A TV stations major shareholder organized for the station to pay an easily defended defamation case instead of fighting it in the courts. There is a ton of evidence that could be put before a commission of enquiry. I have quite a few people who will come forward and give evidence under oath." "Did you get most of that?" Matron asked as Dave joined them. "Yes, I did but how can we use it." Delfina had followed Dave out of his bedroom. "One or two cabinet ministers are prepared to move against the Premier. We should put it all on tape. If you do, I will give it to them." "That's a good idea, Dave said as he moved to where Granny was preparing breakfast. He turned to Lola and Delfina, "will you do it?" When they both agreed Matron clapped her hands." Let's continue our own campaign, while you prepare the tapes." Albert and his sister Ruby joined Dave at the table. "We have been talking to our elders and our families about the government trying to stop us living together up here," Ruby said as kissed him on the cheek. "They know what you have done for us. They know there is no racism here. We are treated as equals. You have given us dignity and self-confidence. Our families can't believe the changes in our lives." "Albert and I will get most of our tribal elders and relatives to turn out on the open day to support us. They will go to the Ethnic council and seek their support." "We are a good example of different cultures living together. Granny and Esther are Greek. Van and Kim are Vietnamese. Rosita is from the Philippines. Salome a South Sea Islander, Albert, and I are aborigines." Betsy walked over and joined them. "Some of the youngsters want to have entertainment at night and fireworks. If you agree we will get Donna Ruby and Albert to help us gather some good acts together and find some sponsors." "It's OK by me," Dave said as he looked at Matron who was nodding her head in agreement. "The entertainment and fireworks will provide entertainment when the sun goes down," Matron told him when the others had left. "We have invited charity groups and community groups to use our open day as a fundraiser. They will set up stalls to sell craftwork cakes lollies and other donated items." Dave returned from fishing with a boatload of fish. He called to Esther as he came ashore. "Call the girls we will need to ice these fish down quickly." "They're busy; they are entertaining a group of Nuns and women from local churches. They came up with Madison from the women's shelter. Matron had an appointment with the doctor and Sandra went with her." Esther and Dave were covered in fish scales and muck when Madison led her group down to the beach. When she tried to introduce them, Dave stopped her. "Let me clean off first," he groaned. Turning quickly he stripped down to his shorts and waded out into deeper water before diving in. The women stood watching and talking to Esther while he washed himself down. Many stopped talking and most of them stared as he strode from the water up the beach. His wet shorts clung to his body clearly outlining the size and shape of his cock. Dave unaware of the show he was giving walked over and started to shake hands and introduce himself. Madison called to Salome who was sauntering down to the beach. "Bring Dave a towel." She had spied a rear view of Dave in his wet shorts. The cheeks of his arse and its split were clearly defined by the thin wet cloth. She completed the introductions and led the women away to have morning tea. "Join us when you've changed," she said shaking her head in mock anger at Dave. Salome was waiting for Dave. "That's better," she said looking at his clean pressed shorts. I hope you have a jock strap under there. You were giving some of these church ladies quite a thrill in your wet shorts." "Oh shit. Did I cause any problems? Salome laughed." No, I don't think so, but I suspect that the younger nuns and novices had never seen anything that big before. Don't worry Churches are more modern these days. Not all of them have taken chastity vows. Remember they support the women's shelter. If they haven't had a man, they know all about relationships especially bad relationships. " Dave sat with the women as the spokespersons for each church indicated their support for his island Haven. They agreed to write to government ministers and members of parliament telling them of their support. Mary Smith was the spokesperson for the women's shelter committee. There was no other way to describe Mary than fat. Dave studied her when she agreed to stay behind when the others left. She was about five foot six with black curly hair and sparkling blue eyes. Dave could tell at a glance that she would be full of fun. The longer they talked the more he forgot her size. They were sitting on the beach chairs talking when Matron and Sandra came ashore from the houseboat and joined them. They were both covered in smiles as they stood in front of him. Sandra could not contain herself," I'm pregnant," she cried as she jumped into his lap. "So am I," laughed Matron. She looked over at Mary "Dave's the father. He's a fertile bugger." Mary's face showed her surprise. "Father of both?" she asked "Yes!" they both answered. "He's wonderful." Seeing the confusion on Mary's face matron explained. "You know both Sandra and her husband. They are both doctors at the hospital. They have tried to have a child but unfortunately, he is not fertile. It was a terrible blow to his ego. Since then he has tried sleeping with every available woman in an effort to prove his manhood. Sandra wanted a baby she asked Dave for help." Sandra stopped kissing Dave and looked at Mary. "He has been more than helpful." Mary was still confused. "But what about you Matron. You are single and in a responsible position." Matron sat down. "I have always worked in maternity. I have always been surrounded by the wonders of childbirth. Since I came to this clinic, I have seen many sad cases of young pregnant girls being dumped by the fathers and in some case by society." "Dave brought a pregnant woman to the clinic and somehow brought a fresh attitude to pregnancy. He loves pregnant women. He shares everything he has with any woman who needs love and affection. He is truly wonderful." "I worked with him. He was so kind. He made sad women happy. He put a smile on all our faces. He gave me a ton of responsibility. He always supported me. I knew he would never let me down. He is a marvelous lover. It was only natural to want his baby." "Well," Mary said when matron finished. "That kills one of their rumors." When they looked at her, she smiled. "Oh come on, don't you know the most vicious rumor that has been circulated around our churches and amongst the more conservative organizations. They have been spreading the story that Dave is inviting underage virgins up to the island. When he gets them here he is supposed to seduce them and put them in the family way." Sandra hopped up a flung her arm around Matron's shoulders. "You are right we are walking proof that he is not seducing underage virgins." The news of the two new pregnancies spread like wildfire. All of Dave's family gathered around at dinnertime to celebrate the news. Granny threw the cat among the pigeons. "Who's next?" She asked with a sly grin. "I'm next," Van said when things settled down. "Me too," Rosita said with a laugh. "I'm not fooling," Van cried. "Neither am I," Rosita said her voice and manner quite serious. Annabelle sidled up to Dave. She whispered in his ear, "Remember I want your baby too." While the celebrations continued, Dave went down to the boats. He sat drinking a cup of tea when Esther joined him. They talked for a while then she stood up and moved to stand in front of him. "Am I ugly?" she asked. He studied her closely. She looked older than her real age. Her face showed the results of years of hard work. Granny had told him she was only forty-five. She looked at least fifty-five. "No! You are not ugly. You are very beautiful. You have the best pair of legs on the island," he replied trying to hide his embarrassment. "If that's true why haven't you taken me to bed?" she asked. Oh, hell he thought I really have neglected her. He took her hand and led her off down the beach. "I've been busy. The others have been more demanding. You have always kept in the background." Excuses, excuses he thought as he slipped his arm around her waist. They reached an old upturned flat bottom wooden dinghy. "Sit here," he urged as he pulled her down beside him. "Let's start this conversation again," he whispered as his mouth closed on hers. They kissed quietly, his hands roving over her back. Suddenly her kisses became more urgent, more demanding. "You have never seen me naked," she said as she pulled away. She dropped her dress then quickly removed her underclothes. Dave was stunned. He sat and stared. Her body was the body of a twenty year old. Her breasts were firm with little sag. Her waist was slim. Her hips perfect. She opened her legs so he could see her pussy. It looked as though it had never been trimmed. The black hair stood out against the white of her body in the moon light. "Why do you wear clothes that hide that beautiful body?" he gasped. She moved over to stand close. "My mother never believed that a man should see any part of a woman until they were married. She trained us to cover up. She never told us our bodies were beautiful. If anything she told us the opposite." "Your body is beautiful. You're beautiful," he whispered as he slid down on his knees and pulled her by the hips so her pussy met his mouth. "No," she groaned. "I want you, not your tongue." She stretched out on top of his nets, her knees up legs apart. "Come on," she cried. He dropped his shorts and let his cock spring free. Kneeling between her legs, he felt to see if she was wet. "Don't hurt me," she moaned. "It's been over fifteen years since I had a man." Dave's hands told him she was ready. He could smell and feel the heat her pussy was generating. He held his cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down her pussy, letting her juices lubricate its head. He eased forward until his cocks head pushed her pussy lips apart. He heard her gasp and looked down. She was holding her breath. Her body was tense. Her eyes were wide open staring. He leant down and kissed her on the lips. "Why don't you come on top, it will be easier for you," he whispered as he rolled over to lie on his back. Esther was relieved. She wanted Dave inside her but was frightened. She could not forget the last time she had invited a man to her bed. It had been a disaster. He had abused her calling her a frigid bitch. She wanted Dave to enjoy her body. She wanted his love. His cock was standing up from his body as she lowered herself down until it touched her. She watched Dave's face as she took hold of his cock and positioned it so it could enter her pussy. He was smiling now. He gripped her by the hips. "Steady love," he whispered. Slowly their bodies met as his cock filled her pussy. For fifteen years, Esther had hidden her body and her desires. She was tense as she lowered her pussy down until all of his cock filled her like she had never been filled before. She stopped for what seemed minutes then slowly started to move. They watched each other's face as their pace started to quicken. Then she smiled. Dave let out a whoop. His hands left her hips and took hold of her breasts. He did not know if pinching her breasts caused her to go wild. All he knew was that she was now riding him like there was no tomorrow. Faster and faster, they stroked. Her body glistened in the moon light. Her mouth was moving making little mewing sounds as her body bounced up and down. He tried to slow her down but she took no notice until his come spurted. Then her face broke into a wide smile as she tightened her pussy muscles and let her come flow. Esther collapsed on top of Dave. "Wonderful that was wonderful," she groaned. "Can we do it again?" "Bloody hell woman," Dave groaned, "not right away." "Why not you're still hard?" To his surprise, he still was hard. In fact, he could feel the muscles of her pussy closing on his cock and his cock responding. He looked at her. "Where did you learn to keep a man hard like that?" he whispered. "I don't know it just seems right. She blushed "I have never enjoyed sex before. That was fabulous and my body is asking for more." She slipped down to lay spread-eagled on the sand. "I want you on top. It won't hurt this time." She opened her legs wide so he could see her pussy "It's waiting," she whispered as her hands reached for his cock. Her face broke into a wide smile "Let's make a baby." His Pregnant Lover Ch. 15 The last few days before the islands open day were full of surprises. Their campaign was gaining a momentum of its own. More and more community groups came out in support of Dave and his family and against the government. Delfina and Lola had brought people up to the island so they could have their interviews conducted away from prying eyes. They planned to send their stories about the Premier and some of his minister's corrupt practices to people who were in positions of power. Lola had told them that she knew some ministers and judges were prepared to act if confronted with compelling evidence. The visitors had provided what Dave thought was compelling evidence. They told Dave that they would do everything in their power to bring the premier down. "He's a bloody crook," One said as he studied Donna's brown body. "I'll get Donna to show you around," Dave said noting his interest. "We want people to see how we live. The Premier claims we are a threat to society. The fact I call many of these beautiful women my wives makes him froth at the mouth." "We have to show the locals that we are not an army of revolutionaries out to change the world. That's why we are having this open day. We know that when people visit our community, they leave knowing the rumors and attacks are all bullshit." A few hours later Dave was downing a beer and daydreaming, he had been reminded this morning of the massive change to his life in the past twelve months. Harry one of his old mates at the fish board had stood with his hands on his hip watching Dave unload his catch. "I hope you beat the bloody government. The things they are saying about you and those women up on the island are crazy. Harry shook his head, "Nevertheless Dave I've got to say you really are a sly young bugger. I would never have guessed that you would go from living like a bloody hermit to a guy they accuse of every sex crime in the book in twelve months." He winked at Dave as he turned to walk away. "Don't take any notice of them mate they're jealous. In fact, I'm jealous myself. If you want to swap let me know." Dave grinned to himself. Harry was right his life had changed when he invited three pregnant women Annabelle Donna and Betsy to live with him. What a change he thought. What a bloody marvelous change. My big mistake was calling them my wives. But I would do it all over again. I would not change a thing. He looked over to where the three stood talking with their babies on their hips. "I wouldn't change a thing," he said out loud. They looked around when they heard him. He shouted again, "I would not change a thing." His three wives sauntered over to where he was sitting. "We thought you were asleep," Donna told him as she sat on his lap and gave him a tongue-thrashing kiss. "We need your help," Annabelle growled when Donna kept kissing him. "Can you listen while she's doing that?" Donna stopped the kiss. "It's important, we can continue later," she said as she rubbed her hand over his cock. "My god it must be important if you want to stop," he groaned. "What's up?" "We have met this black African quintet. They are an all women folk group. They have heard about our cause. They told Delfina they would play at our open day but they will not play without a stage. They have had bad experiences performing whilst standing amongst white audiences in South Africa." "Charlie and Ruby have gone down to pick them up. We have invited them to spend a couple of days up here with us. We think they are the right type of group to end our open day. We need a stage. Will you build one for us?" Dave sat for a moment before responding. "I am sure there will have no problems with our audience but we can't guarantee that, given that we have issued an open invitation to the public" He shook his head. "You know I would help if I could, but we really don't have room for a stage." No one said a word their disappointment showing on their faces until Dave broke the silence. "What about a barge. That old flat-bottomed timber barge that we used to move Albert's shop is beached around the back on a sandbank. We could move it around here and float it in the bay in front of our beach. It would need some dressing up but its solid and would set them apart from the audience." When they agreed that the barge was the only possible answer, Dave told them to go find Albert and Salome. "If we move fast, we can bring it around tonight. The tides still rising so it will not be hard to float it off the sandbank. I will go and get it moving. Albert and Salome can bring a boat around to tow the barge back here." Dave could hear the family laughing in the dining room as they anchored the barge; "You two go and have dinner," he told Albert and Salome, "I'll finish up here." The tide was dropping as he manhandled the barge until it was square with the beach. He tied it off on each of its four corners and moved backwards out of the water to see what it looked like. "What do you have that we can use?" a deep voice asked from behind him. Dave was startled and turned round. He gasped. Standing with the light behind her like a halo was a tall black woman. She was magnificent. Six foot if she was an inch with an animal magnetism, that hit him between the eyes. "My god you're beautiful," he whispered. She smiled, her pearly white teeth standing out against the black of her skin and the night. "I've hear a lot about you," she replied. "They say you're dangerous." "Don't believe all your told?" he laughed. "I don't. I generally find out for myself," she growled as she walked to the waters edge and stood looking at the barge. "Will the tide be in when you want us to perform up there?" she asked. "It will be rising all afternoon. It will be high tide about six thirty. That means that there will be six or seven feet of water under the barge when you start. Then the tide will slowly run out just as it is at present. By the time you finish there will be very little water in this bay. She turned and walked back up the beach passing Dave without a glance. "Let me know when you have it set up properly. I will need to look it over before we agree," she said as she headed for the dining room. Dave could not believe the effect she had on him. My god she's like a big black panther, a black goddess, he thought as he watched her stalk up the beach. He went to the cold room and took a box of oysters and a carton of beer back to the barge. Propping a ladder against its side he climbed upon to the deck and sat eating his oysters. It won't be hard to make this safe and presentable he thought. I'll replace a couple of boards, sand it down, paint it up and connect power and lights. He stood up and looked out up the beach. Pretending to have a microphone he sang," I did it my way." "Don't give up your day job," a voice called from the gloom. It was his black goddess she had returned with her friends. They stood laughing and joking in the shallows. "How can we get out there handsome?" one called. "Take off your shoes and wade out. It's not deep," he called "the tides half out. I have a little ladder around the side. Come on, I'll give you a hand up." Five tall black women emerged from the gloom. "What are you doing on your own out here in the dark?" they asked as he helped them up on to the deck. "I have to move this big bugger on the top of the tides," he replied. "We only brought it around here today. You will be performing at night so I need to get it set in place on a night tide so the electricians can run power and we can clean it up." "I'm Dave," he said as he shook their hands. Do I get to know you names or do I give you nick names like the black goddess over there." "Who are you calling a black goddess?" she cried, "my names Lisha." Before you start creating more nicknames, let me introduce my sisters. She pointed in turn. "Ama, Layla, Imena and Latifa. We are from Africa. In our tribe our names have special meanings, for example Latifa means gentle, Imena dream, Layla means born at night and Ama born on Saturday." "What about you?" he asked. Ama laughed. "Lisha means mysterious." Dave dragged a few pieces of loose timber over and invited them to sit down. "I'm impressed," he whispered, "what a beautiful custom. I don't think we have anything like that in our culture." "Can I offer you a beer and some oysters, as a fisherman I promote oysters. They are the cause of many jokes in my country because oysters are supposed to improve a man's sexual performance. I hope they are good for women too." They sat and talked about his island and the people who he now called his family. Suddenly Ama leant over and kissed him on the cheek, "we think you are wonderful. We were told about you and wanted to visit and see for ourselves. Its even better than we thought." She pulled him to his feet and slipped her arm around his waist, "tell us what we can do to help." Erection of the various stalls brought a swarm of people from the various churches charities and religious groups to the island. Dave spent most of his time away from the island fishing. Matron her stomach now showing her growing baby accused him of going fishing to escape from the scrum of workers and visitors. He defended himself, "We need lots of fish for the fish fry stalls if we are to make any money for the trust. Anyway, someone must do it," he laughed. "And it might as well be me." "The African women want to go fishing with you," Debbie told him as he dropped her off at the shack on the oyster lease. Debbie had blossomed in recent weeks. She had been thin and drawn when she joined them after her husband was lost at sea. She had put on weight and lost the worried look that hid the beauty of her smile. "Set you nets and come back for a cup of tea," she said as she waved him off. Dave finished setting his nets along the mangroves and motored back to the oyster banks. Debbie saw him coming and lit the BBQ. By the time he had negotiated his boat through the racks of oysters to her hut she had the kettle boiling and a few pieces of fish on the Barbie. Dave was hungry; the smell of cooking fish filled his nostrils as he jumped into the water to clean up. Debbie watched as he climbed up on the deck and wrung out his wet shorts before putting them back on. She wet her lips at the sight of his cock it was much larger than those she had seen. Back in the shack, Dave watched Debbie as she moved around. The extra weight had improved her appearance. Her tiny fawn shorts and open necked short sleeve shirt highlighted a body that shone from its years in the open air. He was in the mood to tease." My god Debbie you have changed. You are becoming more beautiful every day. Come over here and give me a kiss." She blushed, "eat your fish first." Dave watched her every move as they ate. He could tell she was nervous. I have embarrassed her, he thought as he stood and washed his plate in the sink. She was still sitting at the table. "I've finished eating," he whispered. "I know," she said as she stood and waited. He moved over and put his arm around her. "Don't be nervous I won't do anything you don't want." She looked up at him, "I want," she groaned. "You promised me a kiss," he whispered. They kissed sedately at first then more hungrily. His tongue filled her mouth as he ran his hands over her body. "Too many clothes," he murmured as he ripped her shirt open and let it fall to the floor. "Yes," she groaned her hands pushing his shorts down over his hips. Debbie was not in the mood for foreplay. She had not had a man since her husband died. The island was too public. Here in the oyster shack away from people she knew what she wanted. She pushed Dave down on the bed. Licking her lips, she dropped her shorts. "I've dreamed of this," she whispered as she sat astride him and pinched his nipples. Dave watched as she positioned her body so that she could hold his cock and ease her wet pussy down. "Do you like that?" she asked as her pussy swallowed his cock. "Oh yes, he groaned, "that's lovely." Dave held his breath as she started to move. He could feel her pussy tightening its hold as Debbie quickened her pace. He gasped as she rode him hard. Her face was flushed. Her eyes were staring down at him as she shuddered and slowed. Then as if nothing had happened, she started to rise up again and again until he felt his balls harden and his come rush up his cock. "I'm going to come," he grunted. "do you want it inside you." Her pussy muscles answered for her as they closed on his cock and milked it dry. Debbie collapsed forward her breasts on his chest. She kissed him hard. "I needed that we had a very active sex life before my husband died. That brought back great memories." She lay in his arms talking until is cock grew hard. "Dog fashion?" she asked with a grin. "Why not," he whispered as he lifted her up and bent her over the table. "Ram it in," she groaned. "I like it rough." She squealed when Dave did as she asked. She was noisy now. "Harder," she yelled. "Harder, fill me up, fuck me, and Make me pregnant like the others. Oh yes, that's it" she yelled as he thrust so hard that her feet left the floor Her hands gripped the edge as his violent thrusts pushed her body further and further up on the table. He held her by the hips and pulled her back on to his cock. Dave had an idea. He pulled her back off the table until her feet were back on the floor her face and breasts flat against the edge of the table. "Now," he whispered. He ran his hands down under her bucking body and pinched her clit. "Oh my god," she cried. "That's it, I'm coming, I'm coming." "So am I," he groaned as their juices flowed and mixed. "Everything's in place and the weather looks good for tomorrow. It's going to be hot," Albert said as they sat on the beach watching the African women rehearse. Dave did not reply. His eyes and mind were on Lisha. Albert watched Dave lick his lips and untangle the growing lump in his shorts. He smiled, "I've never had a black African woman. But as a black man let me tell you something. Black is not only beautiful. black is better." Dave looked up at Albert, "she beautiful isn't she?" "Yep," Albert replied. "Salome tells me they have been talking about you." He laughed when Dave asked, "What did they say?" "I don't know mate, Salome didn't say. What she did say was that they all thought you were lovely." Dave looked around the beach. Small groups of people who would be working the stalls tomorrow were sitting on the beach listening to the African folk music. Dave had organized the loan of sleeping bags for those who wanted to stay over. He walked along the beach watching from different angles as the electricians arranged spotlights to highlight the performers. Finding a spot where he was alone he settled down on the sand. He woke to find the beach deserted. I must have fallen asleep he reasoned as he tried to brush the sand from his body. He soon realized that using his hands to clear the wet sand away was not the answer. He looked around to make sure he was alone and dropped his shorts before wading out to wash the sand from his hair. The water was warm in close to shore so he decided to wade out past where the barge was anchored. The water was cooler out there. He dived under and washed the sand away then lay on his back floating with the tide. When his feet hit the bottom, he started to wade back around the barge when he heard women giggling. He stood still and listened as his eyes became accustomed to the view up the beach. As he watched, a group of women stripped off their clothes and walked slowly into the water. They were laughing and joking unaware that they were being observed. Dave started to panic. He did not know how long they were going to be in the water, they were naked and so was he, the difference was they did not know he was watching. There were gasps of surprise followed by giggles and moans when he called, "the water's cooler out here." They whispered together for a minute then one called. "Is that you Dave?" Another asked, "What are you doing out there? He could tell from their voices that they were members of the visiting African group. "I'm having a swim to clean the sand out of my hair. Come and join me." A voice he recognized as Ama`s called back, "we'd love too but we don't have any swimmers. We're naked." "So am I" he responded. "Come on its dark, no one will see us." Layla was the first to respond she waded out towards him. "Why not," she said. "We all swim together at home." Dave moved back so the water was over his waist. He held out his hand to Layla who took it and moved closer. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he could not believe his eyes. All of the women were over six foot. Their pussies were hidden in the dark water but their breast stood out in the moonlight. "If you swim in the nude back home then I'm coming home with you," he said as he stared at Layla`s breasts. She moved closer her breasts tight against his face. "Kiss them," she whispered. Dave moved his mouth along the tops of her breasts and sucked a large nipple into his mouth. He took his time using his tongue to lick around and over it. Moving away to look at them, then returning time and time again. Layla felt him stop for what was only a second but seemed longer. She loved it when he started again. This time she groaned when he blew hot breath from his mouth ever so lightly on the end of each nipple. Dave felt her tense up when he commenced using his teeth. My god he thought, she thinks I'm going to hurt her. He made sure his teeth caressed rather than bit and was pleased when he felt her relax. He felt good. He loved these big soft black breasts. He held them in his hands and he nibbled lightly on one then the other before sucking her left nipple and part of her breast into his mouth. His wives had taught him how to use his mouth like a baby searching for milk. He decided to try it on Layla. It worked. She reacted immediately pushing her breast hard against his mouth as though she wanted him to take more. Layla grabbed a handful of hair and pulled his head back so she could look at him. She whispered, "thank you for being so gentle. The men of our tribe pull and twist our breasts. They love to hurt us. They are never gentle." "I want to kiss your pussy," Dave growled. "I want to taste you and smell you. I want to make you come with my tongue." "My pussy?" she asked. "You want to kiss my pussy and make me come." "Yes I love kissing pussy. Come on let's get up on the barge out of the water." He led her to the ladder and let her climb up in front of him so he could study her naked body. She was magnificent Water droplets ran down over her shiny black ass. She did not need it but he placed his hands on her hips to steady her on the ladder. Layla still did not believe that Dave would kiss her pussy. Back in her home village in Africa, no man would even think of kissing a woman down there, many men would not put their hands on a woman's pussy believing it was unclean. She had read about it and seen porno movies on this concert tour but no one had ever offered to do it to her before. On the deck, she turned to help him up off the ladder. Her breasts once again brushed against his mouth. He automatically stuck out his tongue to lick her nipple. "No not there," she groaned, "you said you would kiss my pussy." Dave ran his hands down over her magnificent hips. "don't worry" he whispered as he laid her on the deck. He eased her legs apart, "I love your long black legs they are very beautiful," he whispered as he positioned himself between them. Dave ran his hands up her inner leg from her knees until they were in the mop of hair covering her pussy. He pushed his body flat on the deck so he was lying with his head inches from her body. Now he could smell and feel the heat of her arousal. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 15 Layla waited, her heart beating madly. She wanted to watch what he was doing but could only see the top of his head in the dark. She held her breath when she felt his fingers on her pussy`s lips. She felt him peel them back opening her like a piece of ripe fruit. "My god," she moaned when his tongue licked her pussy from the bottom to the top. She gasped when his tongue wormed its way under a flap of flesh and found her now erect clit. Dave could not believe the size of her clit it was like an erect penis. He licked it lightly and felt her shudder and moan. He waited for a second then pushed forward and took it in his mouth. Holding it with his lips, he used his tongue to stroke it lightly. Layla`s legs tightened on his head, her hands came up to the back of his head and pushed his face into her pussy. He was smothered in come. They both jumped when a voice called, "where are you Layla?" Layla did not answer and Dave couldn't. His face was still full of pussy; anyway he was too busy drinking her sweet juice." Layla`s sisters had seen her move over to join Dave in the water. They had talked about Dave and his reputation as a lover. "We cannot leave here without finding out the truth," Ama had said. When Imena went to follow Layla they had called her back whispering, "leave them alone." As time passed, they had gradually moved further out into the water near the barge. Standing quietly in the water at midnight it was not hard to hear Layla`s moans. Ama signaled them to be quiet then crept over and climbed the ladder to look over the top. She nearly fell off the ladder in surprise when she saw Daves body between Layla`s legs and his face in her pussy. She quickly returned and told the others what she had seen. Like Layla, they had read of oral sex but never experienced it. They had only left their home village in Africa a week ago to attend an Australian folk festival. Layla was the first to have an Aussie man touch her. They whispered together. "He has many wives so he must like sex with different women," Imena argued. "We should ask if he'll do it to us." They all agreed and moved over near the barge. Ama called "where are you Layla," as Imena climbed the ladder. His Pregnant Lover Ch. 16 As dawn broke on the morning of the Islands open day Dave felt Ama shudder and come. He eased his head back from between her legs and savored the smell and taste of her wet African pussy. His mouth had made love to many pussies in the dark that night without really seeing them. He had stroked them, smelt them, kissed them, nibbled them, licked them, fingered them and made love with his mouth to four different jet-black bodies in the dark. Now in the early light his eyes caught a slash of color. "Beautiful," he gasped as drank in the sight of the shiny red puffy flesh of her inner pussy lips. Last night he had been caught kissing Layla`s pussy by three of the other members of the African women's quintet. They had smothered him with kisses when he told them he loved eating pussy. "The men of our Central African tribe would never kiss a woman's pussy. They say that the gods forbid it as unclean and demeaning to man." Layla had told him when he first kissed up between her legs. Her colleagues had climbed up on the barge where he had Layla sprawled legs apart, moaning and crying for more. "Don't stop we're next," they whispered as they sat and watched. Ama was the last. She lay nude on top of the open barge. The others were gathering their clothes on the beach. "That was the most marvelous night of my life," she groaned. "Now fuck me." Dave was running his tongue over her clit, thinking whether they had time, when he heard a familiar voice calling his name. "Oh shit." he cried. "I'd love too but you know that today is the day we are open to the public. We are trying to convince them that my family is not a threat to society." "This barge has been set up as a stage for invited performers like yourself to entertain." He laughed, "I do not think you and I should be the opening act. If we are, we may also be the closing act for my island family." "You talk too much," she moaned as she kissed him. Lisha threw their clothes up on the barge. "Get dressed," she ordered. Dave studied her as she stood and watched him pull his shorts up over his erection. She was the most striking woman he had ever seen. "Where did you get to last night? I was looking for you," he whispered. She climbed down the ladder and stalked up the beach. "Were you now? I would have thought you would have been too busy to miss me." Dave finished his breakfast as Matron her belly growing larger every day issued final instructions. Family members were rostered to meet each boat and offer guided tours of the island. Dave and at least one of the wives would stay under the big Moreton Bay fig tree to answer questions. She smiled and stroked her belly when she told them that his pregnant wives would take turns to sit with him. The public response was overwhelming. Ferry captains reported long queues waiting on the mainland. Church and sporting groups were sending out for more supplies as food stocks ran out. The marquee in front of the fig tree was crowded with people when the official guests arrived. Nicki in a very brief mini skirt and an even smaller top escorted them from the boat. Delfina and Lola hovered near by as the local Member of Parliament introduced Dave to the minister and his two young female advisors. "Can we interview you before you leave?" Lola asked politely. "I have a tape I want to give you." Donna and Betsy introduced themselves to the Minister and the gathering as his wives. "We are the cause of the entire hubbub," Betsy cried as she held up her baby. "Donna and I were dumped by the bludgers who got us pregnant. Our parents didn't want to know us. We were in a hostel alone and miserable when we met him and Annabelle at the clinic." "Dave took us in and gave us love and support. We set up this place on the island and he invited other sad and lonely people to join us. We are not sad and lonely any more. "Do you all sleep with him?" someone called. "Yes we do," she answered defiantly. "Why wouldn't we. In fact why shouldn't we. He is a wonderful lover. We are young we have needs just like you. No one forces us into his bed in fact we fight to get there. If that is bad in your eyes, so be it. But don't destroy this haven because of your prejudices." The crowd broke into applause. Dave noticed that the minister's advisors joined in. The states attorney general was a surprise visitor just as the VIPs sat down to lunch. He spent some time with Lola before joining them at the table. His ministerial colleague having noted the discussion called, "very interesting." He replied, "Yes it is. I will take it further." "Everything that happens today will play second fiddle to that exchange," Matron said as they walked away from the lunch. "He is the states top law officer. If he uses his officers and the support of a few of his ministerial colleagues to force a Royal Commission, the Premier will be in real trouble. He will be too busy to worry about you and your island if he faces corruption charges." She pointed to the two young Ministerial advisors, "Spend a bit of time with them, they will be called upon to help him make a decision." Dave looked over at the two women they were talking to Ruby. "I'll let Ruby entertain them," he groaned "I'm off to have a camp on the house boat. No one will think to look for me there." Dave woke with a start. The door to his cabin swung open and two tall slim brunettes stepped inside. They signaled to Dave to be quiet as they closed and locked the door. "You don't know us," one said "and we are not going to tell you our names. We have heard all the stories about you and we want to find out if what they say is true." He sat up and started to speak. The oldest one stopped him "Don't worry love we're both married so we won't tell. This afternoon will just be between us three." They pushed him back on the bed and started to remove his shorts. "Bloody hell I ought to at least know your names," he gasped. "Call us Jo and Flo; I'm Flo," the more talkative one whispered. "Nice equipment," Flo whispered as she dropped to her knees beside the bed and kissed his erect cock. Jo cried, "You're a bitch I wanted to do that." She licked her lips as she watched Flo`s head bob up and down. "Hurry up," she moaned. Dave studied Jo as she moved to the side of the bed. At first sight she was top heavy her large breasts out of proportion to the rest of her body. She leant over her heavy breasts touching his arm as she proceeded to kiss him. He loved her kiss enjoying the way her teeth nibbled and bit his lips. He relaxed enjoying the sensations as he felt her fingers run lightly over his chest. Dave woke from a near dream state when she pinched and pulled his nipples. He shuddered; he had found in the past that his nipples were very sensitive. He knew from experience that if she kept that up he would not last another minute. He pushed her away "get those clothes off," he groaned. "Let me see you." She stood and dropped her skirt then hooked her fingers in the top of her tiny black French knickers. She looked to see if he was watching and ran her tongue over her luscious red lips as she wriggled her hips and slid her knickers down before kicking them away. She stood legs apart her hands on her hips and waited. Dave did not disappoint her. He slid over to the edge of the bed and ran his hands over the cheeks of her arse. "Beautiful," he whispered as he spotted a shiny wet patch amongst her pussy hairs. Jo gasped when he ran his fingers up and down the crack of her arse and tentatively pushed against the tight dry hole. She had never done anything like this before. They had come over to the island on her husband's boat and spent the morning under the marquee. They drank and ate seafood as they listened to Dave's wives tell stories about Dave and their island hideaway. When the men wanted to leave and go fishing, they decided to stay and catch the ferry home. Flo had first broached the idea of calling on Dave as soon as their husbands left. "Wouldn't it be great to have him in your bed," she said as they bought more drinks. They had laughed and joked at the idea of sharing him for an afternoon never dreaming that they would even get an opportunity. They had decided they had had enough to drink and went for a walk along the beach. They kept going past the net boats and away from the crowd. They were sitting under a shady tree when they spied Dave slip away and walk out to his high and dry houseboat. Jo stood daydreaming while Dave's hands explored her bottom. She held her breath when his fingers stroked the lips of her pussy. She let her breath go with a whoosh when his finger found her erect clit and rolled over it lightly. Her legs grew weak as his fingers entered her. She nearly fell over when he pulled her close and she realized he was going to kiss her pussy. Her husband loved her blowjobs but would not go down on her, "I don't like the smell," he told her one night when she had insisted. Dave loved her smell. He pushed his nose up until it hit her clit and then licked her like one licked a sloppy ice cream. She groaned, "Oh shit I have to lie down," as her knees gave way. She could not believe how hot her body had become. Her mouth was dry and hot her breath sounded loud in her ears. His tongue felt hot and rough as it licked her pussy from top to bottom. It seemed to drag on her clit as it passed. She held her breath waiting for it to return. Dave unaware that he was creating turmoil with Jo's senses started over. Licking from down near her arse slowly up through her pussy to nibble on her enlarged clit. "Oh shit, Jo groaned. She struggled and tried to hold back. "Not now, oh not now," she moaned. Part of her wanted to hold on. Part wanted to let go. She wriggled and squirmed pushing her pussy against his face. She felt the tension building to a climax and let go. Her legs closed around his head as a tingling sensation flooded up from her pussy. Her juices spewed over his mouth and face as her body convulsed and bucked under an intensity she had never felt before. Dave swallowed and licked as fast as he could. He did not stop when he felt her start to relax. He knew her pussy would be tender and licked it gently. He had been thinking of a way to get at her breasts, the contrast with her slim waist and hips made them look enormous. Good, I'll be able to reach them now he thought as she slumped down beside him on the edge of the bed. He struggled to sit up with Flo still holding his hips and sucking his cock. "Take your top off darling I want to see your breasts," he moaned when he realized he was not going to be able to remove her blouse and bra himself. Jo rose off the bed and looked at him. She lifted her top, slowing to tease him as her breasts started to appear. Then quickly threw the top away and stood waiting for his appraisal. She leant forward enjoying his reaction. "Undo it love it opens in the front." Dave struggled to reach her bra and undo the catch. He caught her heavy breast in his hands as they sprang free of their constraints. "Oh my god," he moaned "they're fabulous." He weighed them in his hands licking his lips and smiling up into her face. When she thought he was going to hold them forever he leant over extended his tongue and licked her large brown nipples. While this was going on Flo had started to stroke his cock milking it up into her mouth and throat. Then just as he licked Jo's nipples, Flo bit down on his balls and ran her finger along the crack of his arse. He gave up and let his juice flow. His cock pumped deep into her mouth and throat until it could give no more. Flo groaned, "that was awesome no wonder your wives fall pregnant." Cum leaked from the side of her mouth as she looked up at Dave and heaved a sigh, "I couldn't handle it all, it came much too quick." She took him by the ears and turned his head back to her breasts. "Suck on this lover," she whispered as she pushed her nipple into his mouth. Dave was more than pleased to accept her challenge. He took her large sun tanned breasts in his hands and sucked each in turn. While he kissed and played with her breasts, he lightly ran his hand over her stomach. It was not as flat as some he had experienced he thought as he let his hand slip down to her pussy. His mouth followed his hand down over her body kissing all the way, until he could smell and feel the heat of her arousal. He smiled as he felt her body go tense. She was waiting for his tongue to reach its destination. Dave kissed down past her pussy to her leg then kissed back up again. He deliberately moved closer and closer without touching giving the impression that he was not going to kiss her waiting pussy. Jo watched Dave tease Flo. She could imagine what was happening to Flo, as her own sloppy pussy started to leak just from watching. She slipped down behind Dave and ran her hands around to pull his nipples. "Oh shit," Dave groaned. "Don't do that you'll make me come." Remembering how he had filled Flo`s mouth a short time ago, she did not believe him. "You can't be hard again," she whispered as she dropped one hand to feel his cock. To her surprise, she could feel it pulsing "My god you're good," she moaned Dave's finger wormed its way into Flo`s pussy as Jo started to stroke his cock. "Thank god," he groaned when he realized she had forgotten his nipples in her rush to play with his cock. Jo smiled at Flo when Dave groaned, "I want to fuck you." She happily complied when he made room and spread her legs wide. She lay blushing as he stood up and stared at her body. "What's up?" she whispered. "Nothing I just can't get over the size and shape of your breasts they are tremendous. I could spend hours playing with them." Flo sat with her back against the bed head. "What's stopping you?" she asked. "this," he replied as he took his cock in his hand and crawled up between Jo's legs. He slowed for a minute" Someone's coming," he groaned. He could hear footsteps on the houseboat but did not answer their owners call as he grabbed Jo by the hips and his cock emptied a last spurt of come into her welcoming pussy. Nicki spoke outside the door. "I knew you would be up to no good you bugger," she laughed. "You know I wouldn't interfere if it weren't important. Things are starting to break with that corruption story. Lola wants you to say a few words for her TV station. She has to do it now so they can play it tonight. So finish off what you are doing and get out here." During the day, Lola had interviewed a number of community leaders. They had all responded positively in support of the Island. Sister Kate O'Doyle was the most outspoken. She distributed copies of the Report from the Magistrate and her two colleagues. "I speak for all of the local church groups," she said as she lined up to talk to the Media. "More importantly my church and my order support David." she told the assembled TV and Radio stations. She brushed aside questions about his numerous wives. "I don't want to hear that rubbish. I know what people say. I have spoken to battered mothers and pregnant girls from the shelter. No one talks promiscuity, abortion or neglect here. They talk love and support." "He is helping young mothers in the most practical way. I have told the Premier of our stand. This report clears him of all the Premiers allegations. Our local Council of Churches calls on the Premier to end this stupid vendetta against these men and women. The government should offer support instead of interfering." The public release of the report and the council of churches public statements led all the news channels that night. Lola held her interviews with senior ministers until after the news of the report broke. "I'll hold it until tomorrow," she told Dave, "there is enough news for tonight." They crowded around the TV sets to watch the news laughing and giggling as they saw themselves and their friends interviewed. By the time the news was over a crowd had gathered sitting and relaxing on the sand. The stalls shut down one by one and their volunteer workers gathered on the beach to enjoy the African Quintet's folk concert. Dave sat on the beach as the tide started to flood. He watched his wives and his friends gather beside the log fires to wait for the concert. He thought back over the changes in his life. For years fishing and drinking had been his life. Whenever he had a woman, it had been after a long drunken night at the pub. Those days no woman ever set foot on his island. His nights up here were spent sleeping after a hard days work. He looked over to see Donna and Annabelle feeding their babies. Matron, Van, Kim and Rosita were laughing at Nicki's tiny mini as she led the entertainers down the wobbly gang plant to the barge. Albert and Ruby sat with the elders of their tribe. He could not help smiling the threat to his family and his island home was over. The biggest problem on the horizon was the need to extend the nursery for the new batch of babies his wives were expecting. No, he thought as he spied Lisha. The most pressing problem was how to get Lisha in the sack. Ends