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Unto the Ages: Chapter 146
🕑 Added 2025-01-17 14:50:51 +0000 UTCAs Grud tried to move his other limbs, he felt that soft, squishy weights also held them down. He then noticed that those weights were slick, wet, and being rubbed all over his body. What Grud could not see but only feel was his wives riding on every inch of his body that was available and rubbing their sopping wet slits all over Grud like animals in heat, marking their territory.
When Grud flexed his fingers and toes, he felt that they were encased in something wet that was softly massaging them. Grud immediately knew that his fingers and toes were embedded in the pussies of his wives. It was impossible for Grud to now know this feeling, he had fingered each of his many wives countless times and intimately knew the shape, tightness, and texture of each of their pussies, he could even recognize them by the viscosity of their pussy juice.
As for the one who was deepthroating him to the point that the tip of his penis had entered her stomach, he recognized her from how her teeth scraped along his shaft and the pulsing of her throat from the micro-gags. It was Kael, one of the thirteen women he had claimed as his wives after conquering the Blazebringer Village.
And this being the first time in months that Grud had felt his dick being engulfed in the wet warmth of a woman’s insides, regardless of which hole he entered, it did not take long for Grud to start busting a nut directly into Kael’s stomach.
When Grud started cumming, it was not something that could be missed. His balls jerked up and down in rhythm with each audible-sounding pump of semen traveling down his shaft and into Kael’s stomach.
When Grud’s climax was done, Kael, with her bloated stomach, backed away from Grud’s crotch, revealing the massively long and thick penis like it was a sword-swollowing magic trick. When Grud’s fat and flared-out glans popped out of her mouth, she slumped on the bed, breathless, only for some of her sister-wives to descend upon her to invade her mouth with their tongues to impatiently get a taste of their husband’s seed.
Now that Grud’s dick was out in the open, more than a dozen mouths and tongues descended upon the towering shaft, licking it clean. After a few minutes of his dick and balls getting sucked, kissed, stroked, and even nibbled, Grud felt his second cum shot coming on.
That was when he felt something cold cap the tip of his dick just as ropes of cum erupted from his dick. As he heard his cum splash against something hard and hollow, Grud was intrigued. “Nita, what am I shooting my seed into?” Grud asked, his vision still blocked by Nita’s underboobs resting on top of his face.
“That, dear husband, is a specialized vase Tala & Kaya made to catch your seed. All of us have not tasted your seed in months, and when you leave us for so long, all of your wives have been so hot and bothered that we start making things while fantasizing about what you do to us and your taste.” Nita said as she pressed her boobs together to massage Grud’s face.
When Grud was done cumming, he could hear the sound of his thick cum being poured into cups, and Grud did not want to miss the sight of his women chugging down his jizz. So Grud had to do something about his wives that were straddling his body, especially his hands and feet, and since his fingers and toes were already inside four of his wives’ pussies, all he had to do was move to pleasure them.
So he dug his fingers and toes into their internal folds and rubbed them just how they liked it. Within seconds, the women sitting on his limbs gushed in climax, making their sitting position unstable enough for Grud to unseat them from his limbs, allowing him to pick up and remove his other wives from atop his body and part Nita’s boobs like a curtain while sitting up to the glorious sight five of his wives greedily chugging his cum, some of it spilling out the side of the cup and run down their generous cleavage, only for one of the waiting wives to dive face first into said cleavage to lick up the dripping semen.
This made Grud’s dick hard and ready to go once again, but just as he was about to grab one of his wives, that was slobbering all over his dick, Grud felt Nita’s pillowy breasts press against one side of his wide back as she threw her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, “I want you inside me.” and Grud was ready to oblige.
But just as Grud was about to throw Nita on her back and stuff her, Grud felt a second pair of equally massive breasts press against the other side of his back and another set of arms wrapped around his neck. Just from the breasts pushing against him, Grud could tell that this was Nita’s doppelganger, Mita, “Don’t forget me, it is my turn after her… or you can take us both at the same time.”
When Mita said that, Grud felt her let go of him and tackled Nita down on the bed. When Grud turned around, he saw Mita on top of Nita, both of them aggressively tongue wrestling, their humongous boobs smashed into each other, making them spill out the sides, and their hands grabbing each other's thighs apart to give Grud the lovely sight of their two dripping vaginas stacked atop each other.
Grud pulled his dick away from his other wives, who were still sucking on it, all while lamenting that he had only one dick to satisfy so many holes. This made him grateful that all the women who joined his harem did not mind laying with other women or at least learned to do so when they got introduced to the pleasure the other women in the harem showered upon them.
Grud pulled Nita and Mita closer to him by their thighs, aligned his dick to Nita’s snatch, and plowed all the way in, past her cervix, hitting the roof of her womb and stretching her out. If it were not for Mita lying on top of her, the bulge of Grud’s dick could have been seen sticking into the dual cleavage of Nita and Mita.
The sudden invasion of her womb made Nita continuously scream-moan into Mita’s mouth as she got pistoned hard and fast. After a few seconds of fucking Nita, Grud pulled out all the way and fully sheathed himself into Mita, making her scream-moan into Nita’s mouth.
As Grud alternated between Nita and Mita, attracted by the sounds of females getting fucked, the other wives gathered around to contribute to the orgy. Four of the sister-wives came beside Nita and Mita, pulled their gigantic breasts out from the sides, and started sucking on their gigantic breasts, draining the milk they built up throughout the day and the extra milk that is made when they are horny and their milk production goes into overdrive.
At the same time, Ida and Adana stood before Grud and offered their breasts to him, and he willingly accepted them by taking their four teats into his mouth to nibble and suck, filling his mouth with milk with every suck. And while Grud was fucking and having a drink, he felt two pairs of hands grab his balls and shortly after felt mouths suking on them.
But unlike lesser men, Grud’s titanic balls were so heavy that over the years, they drooped low enough that even with his vigorous fucking movements, there was enough slack for two of his wives to attend to his balls without discomfort.
With all this stimulation, it did not take long for Grud to blow his load into Nita’s pussy, bloating her womb, one rope at a time, and when he felt he was halfway through his ejaculation, he pulled out and stuck his dick deep into Mita’s womb to pump out the rest of his climax. He then leaned over and whispered to Nita and Mita, “I will come back later and give the two of you a full load.”
He then pulled out of Mita and grabbed Ida to have his way with her, and the other sister-wives descended on Nita and Mita’s cum-leaking pussies to suck the cum out of them.
All night long, there were only the sounds of meat slapping against each other, the squishing of sicky liquids, the grunting of a man, and the moaning of many women. The sounds only stopped when the sun started to rise and shine through the window, revealing a man buried in naked and sweaty bodies, all of them covered in all kinds of bodily fluids.
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When Grud woke up, he had a quickie with all his still cumflated wives and was warded off by Nita, reminding him that he needed to hold a victory feast and give out rewards for his men who performed well. So, he opened his personal stores to provide for the feast.
Grud begrudgingly slipped his dick out of one of his wives, Ziri, and helped his women into the bath because their legs were not working at the moment. And being the good husband that he was, he changed the sheets on the bed that had soaked up all their various juices all night long so that his wives could rest and recover from the vicious pounding of all their holes.
After helping his wife back into bed, he left the house for his office and called for his assistant, Zuka. He instructed Zuka to get the dinner celebration going and gave him a list of names to prepare rewards for notable accomplishments.
When night fell, tables were set up throughout the barterer’s market district and beyond, with dozens of cooking fires scattered between them. In this feast, the bounty of the sea flowed freely, along with hot spiced tea to keep the people warm. At feasts like this, there would usually be some fermented drink (alcohol), but these few years of cold meant that there was nothing to ferment, and even if there was, the cold weather was not conducive for fermentation.
When everyone’s bellies were full, Grud called up the men who had contributed greatly or had shown great fighting capability. As for the reward, instead of armor or weapons, he gave them something that had become very precious during this wintertime.
Grud gave out different kinds of grains and herbs that could not be grown until the long winter was over. Unlike when they had normal seasons, these seemingly mundane rewards were well-received. As for the past few years, everyone’s diet mainly consisted of what they could get from the sea, which meant mainly fish, kelp, and seaweed. So, these simple grains and herbs added something familiar and dearly missed to their diet.
This small gesture reminded his people of the good times before the long winter. If the prophecies were to be believed, they would only have to endure a few more years before the seasons returned.
