An interrupted silence

Authors note: I originally wrote this specifically with Lawless's comments from the old story in mind. I encourage feedback from everyone, so please, tell me what you think.

Caleb leaned on the railing of his parents front porch and stared out into the night. April just stood to the side of him, so that he would know she was there if he wanted to talk. She wanted to say something to him, but knew that wasn't what he wanted right now. It's a hard lesson to find out that someone you hate has their own demons to fight.

He didn't turn or even acknowledge her presence when he said, "She wanted to see me yesterday at school. I heard she was looking for me. I didn't try to avoid her, but I didn't seek her out either."

He blew out a breath and added, "She even sent me a text and a nude selfie the day before. I remember thinking that even if she didn't have such a shitty personality, I still wouldn't be attracted to her cuz she was so fake. That I preferred women with tan lines, and I thought her full body tan was unattractive."

He began to ramble, "Back when I first started high school, I joined the chess club. Man, I was bored out of my mind. But I made some new friends, and those friends happened to be some of the ones that got bullied. But I was never really bullied like the other kids I hang out with. Oh, I got called a nerd, or a member of the loser crew, but I didn't get pushed around much. I know why they hated Heather and Brock and their friends."

"I also know why Kathy feels sorry for Heather. That's just the way she is. She'd release a bear from a bear trap even if the bear killed her for it."

April just listened as he rambled on, bouncing from one subject to the next. In the back of his mind he kept asking himself if his changes to normality were what caused Heather to be ****. After about half an hour he went silent. The last thing he said was, "I never really hated Heather, but I don't feel sorry for her either. I just feel... Nothing."

He sighed and went back inside.

When he came back inside the conversation stopped as if they had been talking about him. He noted his fathers absence, Caleb assumed he went to bed early. He also noticed that his mother had opened a bottle of wine. All the women except Hazel had a glass.

His mother smiled at him and said, "Hey sweetie, Chris asked us to send you to your room when you got back in."

June waited until he was safely on the other side of his door before she said, "So you mentioned breeding parties. Tell us more about that."

Sonia took a sip of her wine and said, "Well some outsiders think it's just an excuse to have an orgy, but breeding parties are very different from the lesbian orgies we host. Both the orgies and the parties have religious significance to us. The Book of Meredith is one of our oldest religious texts. It describes what we call the 'Great Breeding', the first breeding party in our religion. It's rather long, so I'll give you the condensed version. A young newlywed named Abraham, not to be confused with the old testament Abraham. Anyway, his village had been devastated by war, with all of the other men having been killed or enslaved. Now, the women in the village had very few sons to carry on their fathers names, or tend their farms. Meredith had the brilliant idea to bring the village widows into her home and bed, and share her husband with them. He had a stretcher, but he had only ever lain with Meredith. She had the idea to get her husband drunk and darken the room. She would then send the women in one at a time to lay with him. After he released his seed inside one, she would leave, and the next woman would join him in bed. Each new woman would bringing a new glass of wine with her. This went on all night, and by morning he had stretched and bred most of the widows that were still young enough to bear children."

Tina recited, "Come forth my sisters, partake of my husband's rod that your fields become sown."

Sonia smiled at her and said, "Tina, I'm glad to see you know your scriptures. Yes, that night, Abraham became a Stretcher King, but no one knew it yet. In the morning, Meredith confessed what she had done to Abraham, and he forgave her. But he was still the only man in the village, and the women wanted more of him. Meredith gladly shared her husband with them, but since he was only one man, the women began taking each other to bed as well."

Sonia took a sip of her wine before she continued, "Once all the women that could be bred had been, there was no need for him to continue cumming inside them. Even thousands of years ago women enjoyed seasoning their food with a man's cum, so Meredith and the other village women began to harvest it from him. They allowed him access to their bodies anytime he liked as long as he gave them his seed. It wasn't until disease in the village began to disappear that they had realized what he had become."

"So breeding parties were originally held to commemorate that event, and were more like a reverse gangbang than an orgy." She concluded.

"I noticed you used the past tense. Are they not like that today?" Amelia pointed out.

"Well in the present, breeding parties are not strictly sex between a man and a woman with the purpose of getting pregnant. Some women want to be stretched, some want to be healed of a disease, and some do still want to be bred. If there is no Stretcher King in attendance, one man from the congregation is chosen to play the role of a pseudo-Stretcher King, and breeds as many women as he can, as quickly as he can. That's actually how the African Stretcher King became one, he was able to fully stretch almost thirty women in two hours. But back to what I was saying, in both cases, the Stretcher King or his stand-in, is the only male in attendance. As such, most of the women engage in the Sapphic pleasures while they hope to be chosen to join with him."

Hazel stated, "You mean lesbian sex."

"Well yes, I do. Most members of the sisterhood are either lesbian or bisexual, and the scriptures encourage women to lay with other women. Several of our scriptures speak of the love that can be found between women. In fact, in our entire history, we have always been proponents of marriage equality, even when our religion was considered immoral or illegal by others. In the past, many of our members have had to marry in secret, or even marry men they do not love, to avoid suspicion."

"Wait, so you don't believe in love between a man and a women?" This was June.

Sonia shook her head, "Oh no. That's not what I meant at all. We have no problems with women and men falling in love and marrying, you love who you love after all. But the truly devout, most of the priestesses, all of the mothers and high mothers, and the Mother Superior, remain single or only marry other women. They have devoted their life to serving and pleasuring the Stretcher Kings, and will bear a Stretcher King's child, or none at all. If such a devoted woman meets a man and decides to marry, they will step down from their position. It does happen, but is very rare."

"Wait, so when Tina took over jacking Caleb at the restaurant, that was her showing her devotion?" Hazel said confused.

Sonia asked, "Well, hmm... How to put this... There are many areas where the Sisterhood's scriptures cross over with other religions. For example, our version of the tale of Krishna is not that different from the Hindu version. We believe him to have been a mortal Stretcher King, but they do not, worshiping him as the eighth avatar of Vishnu and also as the Supreme God. For the Sisterhood, the story of Krishna and the milkmaids is used as an example of why we discourage jealousy among a Stretcher King's wives and concubines. A truly devout woman should encourage other women to lay with her man, even joining in with them, not prevent it entirely. Have any of you heard of the Christian story of Onan?"

Seeing that none of the women were familiar with the story she said, "Well, to answer your question Hazel, in the Christian version, Onan was punished by God for refusing to breed his dead brother's wife, instead shooting his cum onto the ground. In our own version, Onan was triply sinning. He was masturbating, wasting his seed, AND refusing to plant his seed in her or on her. All three of those things are sins to us, and that was the cause of God's punishment. We believe that a man's cum, especially that of a Stretcher King, should never be wasted. One of our religious chants literally translates as 'In me or on me'. So you see, Tina was trying to prevent Caleb from the sin of spilling his seed. Technically, it wouldn't have counted as masturbation because he had just been fucking the waitress, and he was intending to gift her with his seed for her own consumption later."

April interrupted, "Wait, I came into this conversation late. I'm still trying to catch up. So what you're saying is that when Caleb and I had sex earlier, his seed was wasted because I didn't get pregnant and it spilled out onto the couch?"

Sonia smiled, shook her head no and said, "No, no. It wasn't wasted. I don't want you to think that we believe sex is only for procreation. It was at least inside you before it spilled onto the couch. If you didn't want to become pregnant, but wanted to experience the joy of feeling him fill you, that is perfectly ok. His cum is both a gift from god and from Caleb, how you enjoy that gift is up to you. Ideally yes, our religion states that if he isn't going to impregnate you, then he should at least shoot into your mouth, or onto your body. Even if he misses, for example from shooting on your tits, and some splashes on the ground, intent matters. He wanted to shoot on your tits so it's ok if a little bit missed the mark, or dripped off of you."

Hazel was confused and asked, "So where should he shoot it? Like, is there a place where it would be... um, the most preferable? What I mean is, if I don't want to get pregnant, where does your religion say it should go?"

Sonia smiled at the young woman. "That depends on the situation, and your own and his preferences. If you are alone with him, then the best place would be in your mouth so that you can drink down his offering. You could also save it for later, but in that case, on your body, or in a cup, would be better options. In that case, the 'nut milk' jar that you use is an excellent choice."

"What about when there are multiple women present, and you don't plan on saving it for later?" June asked. With the number of women around her son increasing, she knew threesomes and foursomes would become more common.

Sonia shrugged, "That is also situational, but largely decided by the Stretcher King. Sometimes the women will press their faces close together so he can spray his seed into their mouths as best he can. Other times, the Stretcher King will cum cover the woman tending him. The other women will then lick it up. It isn't much different for us than it would be for any other group of women having sex with one man. We share the cum in our mouths with the other women present in what is known as a 'cum kiss', but some women that don't share our faith do that too. Also, the truly devout among us will lick a Stretcher King's cum up wherever we find it, even off the floor. But I've known some poor unmarried women that can't afford to purchase cum do the same thing with an ordinary man's cum."