Author’s
Note:
I
have a problem writing erotica. What
should be basically porn without a plot turns into an epic
story.
This piece is an attempt to simply take the characters from an epic
story I’m
writing and write a little old fashioned porn with them. Of
course it
turned into a 35 page story, but there’s a lot of sex here, so don’t
worry. If you want to find out more about
the world
where they live, you can do so at Cadre
5. This story takes place between Issue’s Eight
and Nine. Feedback is alwys welcome, so you can contact me at Cobalt-Blue.
Please note that
thirty-five pages or not of plot, this story contains several intense
scenes of
sexual contact between male, female, and intersexual minor neo-humans
with
powers and abilities far beyond those of us mere mortals. If you
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Cobalt-Blue
Kenna
Draupnir aka Faerie
For the
first time in a while I was actually enjoying myself. Fall break
had
begun and I and the rest of the team had a week off from
school and training
at Wyndgate Academy. The whole mess with our camping trip
through
the Appalachians had finally been cleared by the Department of Neo
Affairs and
we were once again allowed to travel off school
grounds.
Of course it seemed that every time we did make it off the
sprawling three hundred acre facility, we managed to get into some
kind of
fight.
But
I hoped this time was going to be different. This time, it
wasn’t the whole team; it was just me, Sawyer, and Rowan.
Brian had
gotten permission from the DNA to fly back to Connecticut- under his
own power,
but escorted by his mother- for fall break. He said
he just wanted to visit home, but I had seen glimpses in
his
mind of worrying about the kid he’d told us all about
on our camping trip. He really was starting to become
his
mother’s son. Mr. Erikson and his daughter were visiting
relatives in
Chicago, and had offered to take Aiesha to visit her mother- getting a
flight
reserved in under two months for a neo was nigh impossible these
days.
Lance was staying with his folks in Richmond.
Sawyer
had elected to stay at school over the break. Actually, it
was pretty much understood that he was staying to be with
Rowan. Rowan of course, like Lance, lived just outside of
DC.
The two were becoming rather close friends, possibly more.
I on the
other hand couldn’t go home. That was part of my agreement
with
the government to get them to release the kindred’s assets in West
Virginia. I stay away from what the government believed to
be a
negative influence on me; i.e. my family, and they leave
my family alone. It wasn’t the best agreement, but it was
the best
I could get right now.
What
the government didn’t know was that I was right where
I wanted to be
at this time. My twin brother Kenneth and
our mother were
safe on the Isle of Man where the government couldn’t touch them
without
causing an international incident. I was here for Rowan
and
Sawyer; I was here because my Lord and Lady wanted it, and
when the
time came, the three of us would make the government pay for what
it was
doing to neohumans.
Of
course here and now was the mall at Pentagon City. The last time
I’d seen
this mall, Rowan and the rest of our Cadre had just finished stopping a
high-tech armored car robbery that still didn’t make any
sense. Too
much high-tech equipment, and too raw of mercenaries, and way too much
violence
had been involved in that little heist to be a normal armored care
robbery. Headmaster Blaire was still fighting the news
services
that were trying to get the government to reveal all our real names
instead of
our code-names. So far, that idiot in the White House
was actually assisting us, because if they revealed Brian’s
real name
that would reveal his mother’s real name, and Lady Lightning, the
world’s
premier hero would be outed as well. The President wasn‘t
quite
ready to do that yet. He wasn’t quite that stupid.
Anyway,
we were at the mall again- shopping again, and Rowan and
Sawyer were
arguing about it- again. “I can’t Rowan, it wouldn’t be
right,” Sawyer was protesting in his soft southern drawl.
“Why
not?” Rowan demanded.
“It’s
your money, not mine,” he said.
“You’re
right, it’s my money, and if I want to spend it on my boyfriend, I
damn
well will,” the tall champagne blonde youth said with a feral
grin. The use of the word boyfriend took Sawyer by surprise as
well as
several in the crowd around them. I could see
people look at the
arguing couple with quick sidelong glances.
Rowan
was dressed as usual; jeans with a hole cut in the back to give
the
cat-like tail on the blonde’s butt freedom to move around, and
Kenna knew
there was enough room in the crotch to not give away the package it
hid.
The sweatshirt was baggy enough to hide Rowan’s smallish
b-cups,
and the longish hair cut that was styled around cat like
ears gave
the young neohuman a very androgynous look. People couldn’t tell
whether
Rowan was a girl or a boy- which was good since she was functionally
both.
“I
still feel bad about it. I can’t spend that kind of money on you,
Rowan,” he said, blushing deeply.
I watched
as Rowan stepped closer to Sawyer and gently touched the side of his
face. “You also can’t bench press an Abram’s Tank, and
I can’t walk
through walls or make people too heavy to stand up. We’re
different, and
that’s what I like about you. I also like the fact that you’re
arguing
with me over this. It’s not like the money means a whole lot to
me, and
there’s more than I can ever spend. “She smiled mischievously and said,
“Besides, I’m going to win this argument. “
“Really?” he
asked.
She
nodded her head and turned to me, “Aren’t I Kenna?”
“I’m
staying out of this one. I only came along to referee, and so far
you two
aren’t hitting below the belt, so for now work it out yourselves.”
“You’re
no help,” Rowan said.
“I love
you both dearly; you’re two of my best friends, but
I’m not dating either one of you, so it’s not my
fight,” I told them with a mischievous smile. Of course
I was
doing my own hiding as well. The long antenna that arced up
from the
sides of my eyebrows had been gently combed into my hair
to help
hide them, and a baggy sweater went a long way in hiding the
markings on
my arms. Those markings could detach themselves from my skin
to
become a rather durable set of butterfly-like wings.
I looked around
at the crowd that was starting to stare.
I could
sense their thoughts very easily. It was a mixture of fear and
pity, neither
of which I nor my companions would appreciate.
Rowan had
made a conscious decision not to hide her cat-like features. It
was just
too difficult, and it wasn’t like she had much of a family to protect
from any
back-lash- only a cousin who had moved into the family estate
outside the
Beltway. Many of the people around us had bought the
administration’s fear mongering about the dangers of neos, and so
far we’d
been carded at least twice since entering the mall because of Rowan’s
tail and
ears. Others had a strange mixture of admiration and
pity for
us, for having to live life openly as neos. “But you two are
starting to
make a scene, so maybe we should move on to the store.”
Sawyer
looked around at the stares, and rolled his eyes at the sight of mall
security
approaching us, yet again.
“Is
there a problem here?” a tall black security guard asked carefully.
“Just
my two friends arguing about what to buy,” I told him sending a
gentle
pulse of calm and all’s well through my antennae. I knew
that an
energy field would arc between them when I did, but hoped that my
own hair would hide it. Slipping into his mind was piece of
cake.
He
simply nodded and said, “Well, keep it down, and don’t disturb the
other
shoppers.”
I
smiled and said, “Yes, sir.” I took Sawyer and Rowan by
the arm, and
guided them toward department store up ahead. “Don’t make me have
to do
that again. You have no idea how many laws I just broke,” I
whispered.
They
both looked at me and nodded. They knew how I felt about having
to use my
powers on baselines. Fortunately, the police officer hadn’t
noticed the
small Psi-Corps pin I wore on my lapel. As a graduate of the
program, I
was required to wear it openly, but since I was only fifteen, most
people
didn’t think to look for it.
“Now,
let’s just do our shopping and have fun. No more arguing,” I
told
them.
I
could feel Rowan relax as we entered the huge store. Sawyer
looked around
and sighed. “Okay, okay. But nothing too fancy,” he said.
Rowan
beamed at him. “I promise.” She grabbed both of us and
started
leading us toward the men’s section grinning like the Cheshire
Cat.
There was a joy coming from her that I hadn’t really felt since I’d met
her. I knew that she was still mourning the loss of her parents
when
school started back, and it’s taken a while for her to crawl out of the
funk
she was in, but this was something new. It was like when she
decided not
to hide her feral features. It was a liberation of the soul.
I
pulled Sawyer aside and said, “Whatever she suggests, just go along
with
it.” He gave me a weird look, “I’ve never seen her happy.
Let’s not
spoil it.”
He
just nodded and said, “For her, sure.”
“Good,
now that that’s settled,” Rowan said with a grin as she tilted
both her
ears toward me. She must have seen the look of confusion on my
face
because she added, “What? You read minds, I can hear the heartbeat of a
mouse
in the next room. These ears are useful for something other than
attracting attention, you know.”
Sawyer
just smiled at me and said, “I think sometimes you get too caught
up in
your own schemes, that sometimes you catch yourself Kenna.”
“I’ll
catch you!” I told him.
“Sorry,
that’s Rowan’s job,” he smiled back. I could understand now
why she
was so attracted to him. Lance was good looking, and Brian was
the All-American jock who reminded you of a young Austin St. John
on a
good day. But there was a playful innocence in Sawyer’s grey
eyes, and
golden blond hair. He was smaller than the other boys.
Hell, with
the exception of me, he was smaller than the other girls, but there was
a fire
in his eyes that let you know that he’d meet anything you threw at him
head on.
“I
don’t know, I might share,” Rowan said with a wink.
Suddenly
both Sawyer and I started blushing.
“Rowan!” we
said in unison.
She
just shrugged and said. “Well, it’s true, I might; with a
close
friend. “ She was actually flirting with me!
We
all laughed at that, as she turned back around and started to look at
the men’s
fashions on display. She grabbed a pair of dark gray linen slacks
and a
white and pink striped button-down and held them against her
body. “What
do you think?”
“Going
for the preppy look?” I asked her.
“It’s
gender-neutral,” she said.
I
tuned to ask Sawyer what he thought, and was surprised at the look on
his
face. It was one of pure adoration for Rowan. I could feel
the
waves of attraction coming off him like freight train. I grinned,
“I
think Sawyer likes it,” I said.
Rowan
blushed slightly and looked down. It gave her a boyish look
as the
black tips of her champagne colored hair fell across her face.
She seemed
very pleased that Sawyer liked it. I started to get an idea
of what
was going on here. In her own way, Rowan was trying to seduce
him, to take
their relationship to the next level. She was trying to dress the
way
Sawyer would find the most attractive; she just didn’t have the
experience to
know how to go about it. “Good,” she replied and laid the
outfit to
the side to try on.
This
was a side of her, I’d never seen before. She had always told us
that she
equally identifies with both genders, but at school she usually chose
to wear a
skirt. She said it was because it made life with four and a
half
feet of tail sticking out of the base of her spine easier, and I
had no
reason to doubt her. I’d just never seen much of her masculine
side- that
is except when she took 9mm automatic weapons fire to the chest and
then
twisted the machine pistols into so much scrap metal. But that
was in the
fight with the armored car robbers.
We
began going through the clothes and picking out several outfits that
would make
her look more like a boy, something we both knew would be more
attractive to
Sawyer. At the same time we managed to put together a nice couple
of
outfits for him too. When Rowan had said that she had more
money
than she could ever spend, she hadn’t been kidding. At
school, she’d
made the comment to Lance that she had more money than God-
not as a
brag, but as a way of describing how her family had the
resources to
raise her in isolation.
Her
mother had been a successful television star before Rowan had been
born.
Her grandfather had started a computer business in the
early eighties, and her father and uncle had been extremely
successful investment bankers who’d played the markets like a fine
tuned violin
for years. Blake Enterprises was one of the top financial
corporations in the world, and so far had been completely unscathed by
the economic
downturn that had played so much havoc with the rest of the
world. When
she’d been born as a class 8 neo with a regeneration factor and
durability, as
well as her intersexuality, her parents had the resources
to be
able to raise her in a way where she could choose
herself
whichever gender she identified with. Of course she’d never
really been
forced into one or the other, so she identified with each equally.
That
made her relationship with Sawyer all the more interesting.
Sawyer
was self-identified as gay, but in the closet so as to not disappoint
his
parents at this time. He’d also admitted to a keen mutual
attraction to Rowan, so things were starting to get
interesting. Of course I was keeping my own
attraction to
both of them to myself. If it was to be, then the Keeper of
Cats
and the Lord of the Alfs would make it so. If not, then I wasn’t
going to
ruin a couple of good friendships.
After
choosing several outfits, I spent the next hour or so, watching the two
of them
trying them on. It was actually kind of funny to watch
because the
two seemed to have very different tastes in what they would wear
and what
they liked to see. Rowan’s taste in boys’ clothes tended to
go
heavily toward button-downs, and slacks or jeans. The blousy
effect of
the shirts helped hide her b-cups and the black tips to
her blonde hair- a natural coloring as opposed to any attempt
to look
Goth- offset the general prep look of the clothing to give her a
look that
was uniquely her own.
On
the other hand, Sawyer’s preference of jeans and tee-shirts, usually
tight-fitting, accented his smaller frame. To be honest, with his
fair
hair, skin and eyes, and the center parted hair cut he looked a lot
younger
than he really was. Of course a lot of that had to do with the
fact that
at fifteen, he barely cleared five feet. The tight
shirts
showed off a lean body with little to no baby fat, and a well defined
musculature. I got the feeling that he’d been spending quite a
bit of his
off time in the gym.
About
the time it looked like we were wrapping up with their clothes, Rowan
gave me a
strange look and said, “Now to the junior’s department.”
“What
for?” I asked.
“Well,
I need to pick up a few things for myself, and I thought we could do a
little
shopping for you too. I mean, you’ve been good about putting up
with me
and Sawyer, maybe he should return the favor and put up with you and me
trying
on some things,” she told me with a little giggle.
Sawyer
just smiled at the idea and said, “I can sit and watch you two try
on
anything you want.”
Rowan
and I gave each other a quick look and smiled. I told him,
“Famous last
words.” We headed over to the women’s’ and
girls’ departments.
With my size,- I’m only four foot six- I have a hard time finding
things that
will fit me outside of the girls’ department. Luckily for
me, a lot
of girls’ styles were starting to be more sophisticated, so I
wasn’t
always dressing like a little girl.
We
spent about another hour shopping for both of us. I wasn’t going
to argue
with Rowan about the purchases. I got the feeling that something
important was going on with her, and I wasn’t about to interfere
with
it. We picked out several different outfits for both of us as
well as
underwear and lingerie. Sawyer was actually pretty cool about the
whole
process, and waited patiently while we decided on what fit
best. He
would even occasionally offer a suggestion on what looked good or
not.
All
in all, it was a very pleasant way to spend the afternoon. We had
dinner
at Fyves again, and actually managed to make it to Rowan’s home without
another
incident from either mall security or some crazy trying to rob the
place.
It was sort of an accomplishment for us. It was an outing that
didn’t end
in a fight and thousands of dollars of property damage.
As
for Rowan’s house, it was located about fifteen miles outside the
beltway
in a very upscale neighborhood in Manassas. The grounds were
surrounded
by a high brick wall, and the gate leading to the driveway was huge and
made of
black wrought iron. The house itself reminded me of something out
of the Flowers in the Attic novels- huge,
sprawling and in the cool October air, somewhat foreboding.
Ghosts of
happier times seem to flit through the atmosphere as the driver helped
us
unload the packages.
“I
have to go and wait for Miss Heather at the airport,” Martin
said.
“Her flight was delayed due to the storm coming in.” He indicated
the
gathering storm clouds in the west with his head. "Mrs.
Davis prepared rooms for Miss Draupnir, and Mister Grey before she
left
for the evening. The pantry has been stocked, and the pool
heated.” He gave us all a look that spoke volumes about being
careful
around the pool. “I hope to have Miss Heather home around
midnight,
but I suspect it will be much later. Please be careful children.”
“We
will, Martin,” Rowan told him. “And thanks for the
help.”
As
we entered the huge home, I have to admit that both Sawyer and I were
feeling a
little out of place. I know his folks are self-made, owning
a chain
of building supply stores in the Deep South, but I’m sure he was not
used to
anything like this. As for me, Mom comes from money in England,
but Dad
is just a farmer, and most of what we own is usually tied up in the
farm at
home. This place was huge!
“C’mon,
I’ll show you your rooms. It's probably not a good idea to hit
the pool
with a storm coming in. Getting fried by a lighting strike
doesn't sound
too fun to me,” Rowan said as she bounded up the stairs, her tail
whipping
behind her. Sawyer and I turned and smiled at each other,
shrugged
and followed her.
The
room Rowan showed me was huge! I'm not a big person as it is, but
I could
get lost going from one side of that bed to the next. It had its own
sitting
room, bathroom, and a walk-in closet the size of my whole bedroom back
home.
It had a decidedly neutral decor that gave me the impression that
it had
been recently redone to remove old memories.
There was a large balcony
that looked out over the back courtyard. I could see a pool that
had been
covered over and sealed for the winter, and briefly wondered where we
were
supposed to go swimming. On the other side of the courtyard was a
large
building with windows on the upper half. I could see the
reflection of
water through them, and realized that they had two pools, one for
winter and one
for summer. In the distance I could see dark pendulous
clouds
rolling in, and the occasional flash of lightning lighting them up.
It
promised to be one doozy of a thunderstorm. Maybe Rowan was
right.
I didn't think swimming would be a good idea right now. Besides,
we had
all week.
There was a knock at the
door, and I saw Sawyer standing there with a smile on his face.
"Can
I come in?"
I smiled at him and said,
"Sure. What's up?"
He just shrugged and said,
"Just checking on you." He crossed the room and stood next to
me on the balcony. Looking out to the west he said, "I guess
swimming is out. Don't think I'd want to set foot in a pool with
that
kind of storm coming in."
I smiled at him and said,
"We could always turn out the lights and tell ghost stories. After all,
Halloween is coming up."
He grinned at me and said,
"I bet you know some good ones."
"I know a few," I
told him.
"So, what do you want to
do this evening?" he asked.
"I don't know.
Maybe watch some movies, and eat popcorn," I replied.
"You got any ideas?"
He grinned and blushed.
"Not really," he lied to me. The images he was giving off
for his ideas included Rowan and weren't all that subtle.
"Yeah right," I
said.
Before he could reply, Rowan stuck
her head in the door. She'd already changed into a loose pair of
running
shorts and a navy blue baggy tee-shirt. She'd let her hair down
and it
fell into an almost page-boy haircut around her face, the black tips
giving it
a surreal look. She was barefoot and grinning from ear to ear.
"I know you wanted to go swimming Sawyer, but with this storm,
that's not a good idea. However, we've got a hot tub in the
basement
that's both grounded and underground. We could put some movies in
grab
some popcorn and soak."
I gave Sawyer a quick glance
and realized that he would love the idea. With a little
trepidation, I
knew what kind of ground we were starting to encroach on, I said, "Why
not? I'm sure Sawyer would love it, and I've got a few kinks work
out
left from that fight with DNA Enforcers we had back last
month."
Sawyer grinned hugely and
said, "What can we do to help?"
Rowan shook her head, and
said, "I'll take care of everything. Get into your swim suits and
meet me downstairs."
I nodded and said,
"Sure."
"Be back in a
flash," Sawyer said and headed out of the door.
As Rowan started to follow
him I said lowly, "You're playing with fire, girl."
"What do you mean?"
she turned and asked me.
"You in a bathing suit, and
a hot tub with Sawyer. Things could go farther than you might
mean them
to," I warned her.
She smiled at me and said,
"Me , Sawyer, and you in a bathing suit and a hot tub.
How do you know how far I mean them to go?"
She turned and left me standing
there stunned. That girl's going to be trouble. It might
be fun,
but she's going to be trouble, I thought to myself as I turned
back to
my suitcase. Opening it, I looked for the little blue and black
number
I'd bought back in the summer. I'd bought it specifically to
drive the
principal up the wall at the Danville, New York Government school I'd
been
assigned to until they decided I was more trouble than I was worth.
It
was little more than cotton balls than string, but if Rowan was going
where her
mind kept telling me she was going, cotton balls and string just might
be the
way I want to go. I was just glad that Doctor Chapel had put me
on birth
control implants to try and even out my periods. I got the
feeling that
they were going be used for their primary purposes this weekend.
I stripped, glad that I had
taken the time to trim "down there" before we left from school.
Before tying on the swimsuit, I took a good look at myself in the
mirror.
Blue eyes, stared back at me, and I smiled as my antennae slowly
unfurled
themselves from my bangs. They ran along the ridge of my
eyebrows, coming
out at the outside curve of each and arcing up to form two little half
circles
about a foot above my eyes. Whenever I used my psychic abilities
they
would spark between them. Long, straight, white-blonde hair reached
almost to
the top of my butt- which by the way was nice and firm. My
breasts were
small, large-a cups, small b cups- and well-rounded, not those
cone-shaped
a-cups I'd seen on some girls. Although fair, my skin was well
toned; Mom
called it an alabaster complexion. Along the backs of my upper
arms and
thighs, and across my back I could barely see the darker markings where
my
wings merged with my skin.
That was my other power.
I could concentrate and separate them. It was like peeling
a second
skin away, and they would harden into a blue and black butterfly wings
in a
matter of seconds. Of course when I did that, I also shrank from
my
normal four feet six, to down to twenty four inches. Not
something I
thought I would want to do in the hot tub.
I smiled and pulled the
bathing suit on. I was also very careful to check my link with
Kenneth,
my twin who was currently with my mom on the Isle of Man. I
didn’t want
him to get caught up in what I was hoping would happen tonight.
He at
least would understand what was going on, and would be discrete, but I
didn't
want to distract him from whatever he might be doing. Walking
around with
a spike in his pants might not be a good thing if he was on the soccer
pitch or
something.
Ten minutes later we were all
downstairs. Sawyer was wearing a cute little light blue set of
trunks-
not the Speedos but baggies that set off the gray in his eyes quite
well.
His skin had a healthy ruddiness to it that bespoke of his
Scots/Irish
heritage. I could see the effects from his recent trips to the
gym with
Lance and Brian in a firm toning of his body, but no real addition of
any
muscle mass. I did notice an acute lack of a "pleasure trail",
and not even hair under his arms. I didn't think he shaved.
Rowan on the other hand was
wearing a black bikini top that accented her own breasts. I'd
called them
a b-cup in the past, but they were on the small side of a b or the
large side
of an a. Since her frame was larger than mine, her b cups looked
much
smaller than mine on me. Her bottoms consisted of a matching
Speedo style
racing bottoms for a guy. I caught both myself and Sawyer staring
at the
prominent bulge in the front. Her tail was twisting lazily behind
her,
and she was carrying three robes. "I thought you guys might want
these," she said handing one to each of us. I nodded and
took
it, even though nobody seemed inclined to put one on. I could see
her
eyes darting back and forth between Sawyer and myself, and thought I
saw a
slight rise in the front of those Speedos.
I smiled at her and quoted
the Bard, “Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him who first cries
‘Hold!
Enough!’"
Saywer
Jackson Grey aka Ghost
Okay, I'll admit it. I
wasn't really paying attention. First off Rowan and I had been
sort of
stepping out for a while. We'd started off dancin' around each
other.
To be honest she confused me at first. I thought she was a
girl,
but I kept reactin' to her like I would a boy. I've said it in
the past;
most girls just don't do anythin' for me. I haven't come out to
the
parental units yet, because I know just how much sendin' me to Wyndgate
was
costin' them. I didn't want to give them anything to be
disappointed in
me about, and the fact that I'd rather be datin' one of the baseball
team than
one of the cheerleaders was something I know they wouldn't take well.
They literally mortgaged the
house to keep me from having to attend one of the government run
neohuman schools.
Schools that my dad described as "damnedable imperial federal
government indoctrination camps". I wonder if I should introduce
my
dad to Kenna's. From what she had said, they'd probably get along
well.
Any way, I have to admit, the
sight of Rowan in that outfit was gettin' my motor running.
Strangely
enough, for someone who had a furry tail and ears, there didn't seem to
be a
whole lot of body hair on her- that is except when she extended her
claws, and
then the hair on her upper arms and feet grew out long and coarse, and
black.
But now her skin was nice and smooth, and I found myself glad
that I was
wearing a pair of baggies, as I could feel myself start to react to her.
Of course I was surprised at
the bottoms. I knew in my head that she had the same thing
downstairs
that I did- plus what Kenna had- but to be honest, our make-out
sessions hadn't
gotten quite that far yet. Still, I caught myself glancing down
and
wondering, and that didn't help with the situation in my own shorts.
When Kenna quoted Macbeth, I
was sort of shaken out of my observations and made to follow both of
them
through a door set in the main staircase we'd just descended. Now the stairs leading down to the basement
at my house were carpeted, and fairly well built- they led to a family
room and
the safe-room my parents had installed a few years ago- but these were
like the
ones we just came down from the second story. They were made of rich
maple
hardwood and were offset with white banister railings. (Hey sue
me,
building supply and home improvement are the reason my parents could
afford to
mortgage the house to send me to Wyndgate. I know my stuff.)
We came out into a long hall
running to either side. As we headed off to the left, I caught myself
staring
at both Rowan's and Kenna's butt. I hadn't really paid much
attention to
the way the smaller girl was built, but for some reason it started to
attract
my attention now. Now don't get me wrong. I still like
Rowan, maybe
even love her, but having both of them on display had me wondering
about what
was on the other side of the nicely rounded ass.
She must of picked up on what
I was thinking because she turned her head, and smiled at me, asking,
"Is
there something I can help you with?"
I felt myself suddenly blush.
"Uh..., uh..., maybe," I squeaked out and hurried around both of
them.
"Do you know where we're
going?" she asked.
I could feel both of them
staring at my back when I stopped. As Rowan passed me, she leaned
over,
kissed the top of my ear and whispered, "It's okay, I understand.
I
looked too."
I felt like I could have
died. I mean, my boyfriend slash girlfriend had just caught me
looking at
another girl, and I'm supposed to be gay, and she had this strange
gleam in her
eye. I knew she identified equally with sexes, but this sort of
caught me
off guard. Would she want a girlfriend as well as boyfriend?
How
did I feel about that, and did someone who was totally a girl really
interest
me? I turned and looked at Kenna again. She was cute.
She had
nice perky little breasts, and I have to admit that the valley between
her legs
got my attention. And she could rip my arms off and beat me to
death with
them without ever even touching me. And she was probably reading
my mind
right now.
"Are we gonna' make it
to the hot tub some time tonight, or are we going to stand and stare at
the
door while Sawyer tries to figure out if I'm going to kill him for
ogling me,
or just read his mind," Kenna said with a smile.
"Now don't go and scare
him, Kenna," Rowan said. "I've got plans for him this
evening." She reached around me and opened the door I was
standing
against. I could feel the heat off her body, and when her lycra
covered
breasts brushed against my nipples I sprang hard in my shorts.
Without
pulling away from my body she looked over at Kenna and said, "And you
too."
Kenna shook her head and
said, "Well, then lead on.” As she walked through the door, she slipped
an
arm through mine and said, "Don't worry Sugar, I only nibble and lick.
She
bites and purrs." She then reached down and patted the front of
my
shorts and asked, "Popsicles or lollipops?"
"Huh?" I asked her
as my brain and body went into overload.
Suddenly the images of a
popsicle and a lollipop both shaped like a dick and being licked and
sucked by
a very sensuous mouth popped into my head. :You suck on a
popsicle,
and you lick a lollipop,: her voice said in my head. At that
point, I
was afraid to even think. I just followed them to the large hot
tub in
the corner.
"I'm sorry, Rowan.
I think I broke him," Kenna said.
"Think we can fix
him?" she asked. "I really don't want to take him back. I've
sort of gotten attached to him," Rowan said.
"He still works, he's
just off in his own little world," Kenna commented.
"Good," Rowan
replied.
Rowan went over to a cabinet
on the wall, and opened it to reveal a large flat screen television.
She
powered it and what looked like a cable box up and asked, "Any requests
for movies?"
"No superhero
movies," Kenna told her. "I've had enough spandex for a
while."
"But we don't wear
spandex," I said.
"You know what I mean,
Sawyer. I've had enough work-related activities for a while.
We're
on vacation." She looked over at Rowan and then said, "And from
what I'm getting from Rowan is accurate, I plan on enjoying myself a
great deal
this evening, and I don't want anything to remind me of exactly what
awaits us
upon our return to the Academy come Sunday next."
I shrugged, and wondered how
I suddenly ended up in this situation. I wasn't complaining mind
you, I
was just suddenly out of my element. I figured I'd go with the
flow. But
I wanted to get something clear. Call it the male in me, call it my
conscious,
call it stupidity if you want, but I was going to get some
clarification.
I looked dead Rowan took a deep breath and asked, "Exactly what
have
you got planned. I mean, I'll go along with whatever you two
want."
I shook my head, "But not if it's going to come between you and
me."
"Relax, Sawyer,"
Kenna said. "If anything is going to happen tonight it'll be
harmless fun. Out of our motley crew, if Rowan and I can't tease
you, who
can? Look at this way, when we get back to campus, you can look
at the
other three, sigh and say "bikinis and hot tubs" and walk off."
Rowan on the other hand came
up to me, titled my head up and kissed me soundly. It went
straight to my
dick which sprang hard again. She stepped back and said, "I don't
want anything to come between us either, Sawyer. That's why I was
up
front with you about my condition. But please understand, but
just like
I'm attracted to you, I'm also attracted to Kenna. I would like
to
explore that side, but only if you're both willing."
I thought about what she was
saying. Could I handle her and Kenna together? I thought
about it?
Could I handle her and Aiesha together? I almost laughed at
that
one. No. Not because Aiesha was girl, not because she was black.
Because
she was Aiesha, and royal pain in the ass. Could I handle her
with Brian
or Lance. HELL NO. That set off a fightin' instinct.
Then I
thought of her with Kenna. Sproing! That was weird.
That
thought made me just about cum in my shorts. I looked over at
Kenna and
she was doing her best to run through the list of movies on the screen,
and
appear to not be paying attention to Rowan and me. Oddly enough,
there
was no arc of energy between her antennae. That thought didn't
come from
her. "Is this a mutual exploration?" I asked both of them.
Kenna smiled at me and said,
"I'm willing to play. I may not play nice, but I'm willing to
play." She gave me long look up and down and then added, "And to be
honest, every time I've seen you on with your head buried in a book,
I've
gotten wet between the legs. Same for you Rowan."
Rowan tilted an ear toward
Kenna and cocked an eye toward me. "You want play with, Kenna?"
I shrugged and said, "I
just want to know who's calling the shots, and if this cuts both ways?"
She smiled, "Of course it
cuts both or all three ways. Otherwise I wouldn't have invited
you both
here. I will admit, that the idea of you wanting to play with
Kenna
surprises me."
"Not as much as it
surprises me," I told both of them.
"Okay, nobody has to do
anything they don't want to do," Rowan said.
Kenna smirked and said,
"You two can play and I'll watch."
I gave looked at her and
said, "I think that sort of defeats Rowan's purpose here." I
shrugged, "I'm cool with it. Just if you don't want to do
anything,
tell the other person."
"You okay with
Kenna?" Rowan asked.
Then I asked the question
that I was really dreading, "Anyone bring any condoms?" Kenna
started laughing, and I asked, "What?"
"Number one, Rowan can't
get pregnant; not without a large infusion of testosterone inhibiting
drugs
just before having sex. And, me? Doctor Chapel put me on
something
that will take care of that." She pointed to a small bump in her
shoulder.
"Why would she take care
of that?" I asked.
"Irregular
periods," Kenna said. "It's supposed to solve the problem. It
will however, keep me from getting pregnant. And since all three
of us
can't catch anything, because of our neo-gene, we're safe on that
account.
Besides, I'm still a virgin, so I haven't done anything to
contract
anything."
"Same for me, as you
well know," Rowan said. "And you told me you were too."
I blushed. "I am.
But I've read all the manuals."
"Manuals?" Rowan
asked.
I grinned, "Nifty dot
org, erotic website."
"Oh, that," Kenna
said. "Me too. Plus the Kama Sutra" She blushed deeply,
"And I've been in my brother's head." She shuddered.
"Let's just say that Kenneth has huge
a porn collection that my parents don't know about."
"Oh yeah, I love
Nifty," Rowan said.
"So the three of us can
stumble around together," Kenna said. "Now back to Rowan's
question."
"Which question?"
"What movie? Sherlock
Holmes, Gamer, Surrogates, or if we want a historical, Young Victoria?"
"How about Imperial
Entanglements?" Rowan asked.
"You've got that
one?" Kenna asked.
"Yeah, it should be
under new releases," she said.
"But it's just barely
out of the theaters," I protested. It was movie I wanted to see.
It was catching flak from every angle. The left had their
panties
in a wad because it portrayed an futuristic socialist government as
being
oppressive and backwater. The right was up in arms because one of
the
imperial starship captains in it was transgendered. It was the
kind of
movie designed to piss everybody off. Oddly enough, my Dad liked it.
"Heather has an account
that lets us get movies right when they come out of theatrical
circulation," she said. "I've been wanting to see it because of
Captain Atlyn, in it."
"That's
understandable," Kenna said. "He was cute. Ah, here it
is." She punched up the commands on the screen and the movie began to
play.
We all stood around looking
at each other, wondering who was going to make the first move about
getting
into the tub. Finally, I sighed, looked at both of them and said,
"Please don't laugh." I concentrated for a second on my body,
and made it insubstantial. Then I excluded my shorts and let them fall
to the
ground. Okay, one of the side effects of my power seems to be a
total
lack of body hair. I was sporting a five and half inch hard-on
and was
bald as a baby's bottom below the neck.
"Alright, that's
it," Kenna said. "I officially hate you."
"What?" I asked.
I guess the hurt in my voice came through.
"It's not fair.
You don't have to trim or shave!" she said.
"But it's nice,"
Rowan said.
"It's nice, it's just
not fair," Kenna replied.
"Unless they're on the
swim team, porn stars, or just kinky, most guys don't trim or shave
anyway.
I'm just glad that Brian and Lance don't laugh in the showers."
"Oh please," Kenna
said. "From some of what I've been reading from the research, being
hairless below the neck is starting to crop in a lot of class tens or
above.
It's just not one of those things that get reported a lot."
"There's a lot about
neos that doesn't get reported," Rowan said.
"Tell me about it,"
I replied. "Like the way the government twists neos arms and
forces
them into training facilities, even if they can afford the neo
insurance."
"And when they do stick
you in here, they won't even give you a refund on the damn insurance,"
Kenna said.
"Or they threaten you
with fifteen years in prison," Rowan said.
"My favorite is they
decide that your own family is an undesirable, almost criminal
influence on
you," Kenna said bitterly.
"Guys," I said.
"I'm starting to feel a little self conscious here."
"There's nothing
wrong," Kenna said. "We're just terribly jealous that we still have
to shave and trim."
"I wouldn't know
that," I told them. "I'm the only one here naked."
"Oh that?" Kenna
said. With a snap of her fingers, the ties on her bikini pulled
themselves
outward and the pieces fell to the floor. I have to admit, she
was
gorgeous! She had almost flawless skin, and her body although
smaller
than even mine was well toned. She had cute little breasts and
dark
conical shaped nipples. I don't know what she was complaining
about with
the shaving part. The small triangle shape between her legs was almost
white
blonde and barely visible. I could see the puffy lips of her sex below
it.
Rowan chuckled and said, "I
can't quite shuck my clothes that easily." She reached up and
untied
the top of her bikini top and then the back. As the garment fell
away,
for the first time I could see her breasts. They were on the
small side,
actually probably no smaller than Kenna’s, just on her larger frame,
the
appeared smaller. She had complexion just a little more on the
peaches
and cream side than Kenna. Her nipples were a deep pink and
looked hard
in the cool air. She then reached down and pushed the brief's she
was
wearing down her legs.
When she stood back up I knew
that both mine and Kenna's eyes were glued to the area between her
legs.
A thin peppering of black hair surrounded the top of an
uncircumcised
erection that looked to be about the same length as mine, but somewhat
thinner.
A very small ball sack hung just below it and further down and
back I
could see where it flowed into the opening of her female sex. She
was
blushing deeply at our attention. I realized just how much it
took for
her to expose herself to us. After all, she wasn't exactly your
average
person- tail and ears notwithstanding.
We all simply stood there
staring at each other, and comparing our sexes; male, female, and
intersexual.
It was kind of strange and exciting at the same time. None
of us
were really normal. The neo-gene had altered us all in different ways.
I was
hairless below the neck, but fully functional otherwise- it's important
that I
put that part in. Kenna was very small for her age, and of course
there
were the antennae coming from her eyebrows, and if she released her
wings, she
would shrink to less than half her size. Rowan was standing there, both
male
and female, both human and cat.
"Wow, just what my momma
always wanted, one of each," Kenna said breaking the silence.
We all chuckled. Rowan
looked over at us and asked, "Do you want to get into the hot tub, or
do
you want to explore? I mean, I know both of you have questions
about how
I'm put together. I don't mind questions from friends. Or lovers."
"Can't we do both in the
tub?" Kenna asked.
I smiled and said snarkily,
"Yeah, but you know how cats are about water."
"Yes, but she's big cat,
some of them like water," Kenna said.
"Okay, the tub it
is," I said walking over and climbing down the marble steps into it.
The
water was warm, and felt soft and relaxing against my skin as it
whirled
through the tub. I leaned back against one of the jets and looked
over at
the other two. "Well?" I asked. I know I had to have had
a shit eating grin on my face.
"After you," Kenna
said gesturing toward the tub.
Rowan grinned and I could see
her very sharp upper and lower canines glint in the soft light as the
movie
began to play on the screen. I'd had some experience with those
things,
little love nips that had actually drawn blood on occasion.
Without a
word, she came over to the tub and I got a good look at her up close as
she
started to descend the stairs. I could see that what I thought
was a thin
peppering of black pubic hair was actually the tips of a moderately
thick
tangle of fine golden hairs with black tips. I could also see
where her
foreskin was pushed back slightly and a rather large bead of pre-cum
was
standing in the slit.
"Do you mind if I ask a
question?" I asked.
"Go ahead," she said
as she snuggled in beside me, leaving room for Kenna on the other side
of her.
"Which organ do you pee
out of? I mean which one has the urethra?"
She blushed slightly and
said, "My penis," she said. The only thing really attached to my
vagina are my uterus and ovaries."
"So you can go behind a
tree like a boy?" Kenna asked as she climbed in. Again, I got a
closer look at her as she descended the stairs. I could see a
little
glistening of something wet at lips of her opening. I felt my
dick stir
in the water.
Rowan nodded and said,
"Yeah. Can you imagine the backsplash if I had pee around my balls?"
"Yech," I said.
"Of course that makes
you're menstrual cycle easier," Kenna said. "I mean you don't
have to worry about changing every time you go to the bathroom."
"Well, there is that.
But at the same time, it's a real bitch to fit a pad behind my
balls.
In the summer I get heat rash from it."
"Tampons, honey,
tampons," Kenna said with a grin.
"Uh, can we change the
subject?" I asked. "It's not something a guy's supposed to know
about."
The both laughed at me,
looked at each other and Rowan said, "Just for that, next month, he has
to keep us supplied with chocolate."
"Besides," Kenna
said. "He did ask a question."
I blushed. "You're
right. I did ask a question, and I should be grateful that you're
willing
to answer it. If you have any questions, I'll reciprocate."
"Okay," Kenna said.
"I actually do have a question for you. I mean I know how things
work for a boy. I have a twin brother, and sometimes we get into
each
other's heads when we don't mean to. But I have a question that
pertains
to you."
"Shoot?" I told
her, not wanting to think about the idea of her brother knowing what
was going
on here.
"Okay, one specific to
you," she said. "Top or bottom?"
It was my turn to blush.
"I don't know. I've never done anything with anybody to
find
out. I was kind of hoping to find out this week."
"Hear that, Rowan?"
Kenna said. "He wants you to fuck him."
"That's okay, I want him
to fuck me too, and I want to fuck you," she replied.
"Works for me," I
said.
"Me too," Kenna
replied.
"I have a question for
you, now Rowan?" Kenna said.
"What we don't get to
ask you any?" Rowan replied.
"Your turn is
coming."
"Go ahead," Rowan
said with smile as she took her arm out from around me and snaked it
down
between us. I felt her fingers begin to dance across the top of
my thigh.
"Barbs or not, and does
the tail have a mind of its own?" Kenna asked.
"Oh the tail definitely
has a mind of its own. But I don't think it’ll be an issue," she
told us. "As for the other, no barbed penis. Fortunately, that
was
one cat trait I didn't get. Neither is my tongue barbed.
You can
ask Sawyer about that."
I shook my head, "No but
her teeth are razor sharp."
"So are mine,"
Kenna said smiling to reveal sharp upper fangs. They were considerably
shorter
than Rowans, but they looked just as sharp.
"Oh wonderful, that's going
to make oral sex dangerous," I said with a tease in my voice as Rowan
wrapped a hand around my hard cock. For the first time in my
semi-adult
life, someone other than a doctor or myself was touching it. It
felt
wonderful. I reached over and began to dance my hands across her
lap to
find the long hard pillar of flesh there.
"No, it's not,"
Kenna said. I'm sure I can keep them out of the way.
Besides, what
makes you think I'm going to give you a blow job?"
"I'm sorry. I
thought you said you wanted play with me too," I said neutrally.
"Don't take it so
seriously," Kenna said. "I'm just giving Rowan first shot. When
she's finished I'm going see if I can suck those balls right out of the
end of
your dick."
"Ouch!" I said.
"That would hurt. Anyway, Rowan's the one with enhanced
strength." I felt another hand join mine between Rowan's legs.
Kenna smiled and said,
"Yeah, but I'm the one with telekinesis." She bent forward and
began to lick along Rowan's right breast, nipping and teasing it.
Rowan moaned between us as
Kenna started to tease the dark pink nub with her teeth. She
looked up at
me and winked. "There's another one over there."
I leaned forward and began to
lather around the orange sized mound. I pulled gently at the
nipple with
my teeth, and felt her hand tighten on my dick. She gasped lowly
and
behind her I felt the water become more turbulent as her tail began to
lash
back and forth. I slowly stroked the long thin dick in my hand up
and
down, feeling the foreskin roll over the head and then back down.
Suddenly she stuck her legs straight out and I felt her dick
pulse in my
hand. A large cloud of white rose to the surface of the water.
There it
swirled away and was dissipated by the tub's jets.
Kenna and I held her as she
slowly trembled with the force of her sudden orgasm. "Wow,"
Kenna said. That was intense. "Now it’s your turn."
"Me?" I asked.
"Yeah, you," Let's
get the first time over with so that you both will last longer when it
comes time
really get down to business.
"I agree," Rowan
said. "If you're anything like me, you're about to shoot now. You can
shoot, can't you?" She blushed at the question, still stroking my
dick. "I mean, you are smooth down there."
"Yes, I can shoot. If
you keep that up, you'll find out real quick." Suddenly she let
go
of my dick and lifted me by the hips onto the side of the tub as easily
as I
would lift a doll. I was sitting there with my bald dick sticking
straight up in the air and Rowan smiling at it like it was piece of
filet
mignon.
With a mischievous grin, she
ducked her head in and began to lick along the length of it, and up to
the
crown. Unlike her, I was circumcised, so I didn't have a foreskin
to play
with. She kissed around the head where it flared out from the
slit and
then licked her way back down. I lay my head back and moaned in
pleasure
as I heard Kenna get out of the tub.
Rowan nibbled at my hairless
balls, and began to suck on them gently. I felt Kenna kneel next
to me,
and begin to lick at my right nipple as she ran her hand down the back
of my
thigh toward my ass. She licked and gently nipped at it as it became
stiff in
her mouth. Suddenly she bit down, not hard, but enough to send a
bolt of
electricity right through my groin as her finger entered my ass.
I was in
heaven.
Rowan licked back up my dick
and then I felt it engulfed in her hot moist mouth. I was getting
my
first blow job as Kenna gently inserted a second finger in me.
She began
to slowly pump in and out as she pulled at my nipple with her front
teeth.
I felt my balls begin to churn. "Uh, Rowan, if you don't
want
a mouth full of cum, you'd better let go." I felt her bury her
face
in my groin at the exact moment that Kenna hit something in my ass
between my
balls and my sphincter. With a loud grunt, I blasted spurt after
spurt of
cum in Rowan's mouth. I could feel her literally purring around
my dick.
It was unbelievable. It was better than any jack-off
session I'd
ever had. And trust me, at fifteen, I'd had quite a few long slow jerks.
Kenna smiled over at me like
some kind of perverted faerie and asked, "Enjoy that?"
"What do you
think?" I asked.
She looked down at where
Rowan was slowly stretching herself along my body. "I think that
you
are at least a switch hitter, if not a bottom."
Without a word, Rowan pulled
me to her and kissed me intensely. I felt her tongue press at my teeth
and I
opened my mouth to give her entrance. She pushed her tongue into
my mouth
and the hot musky taste of my own cum filled me. I grabbed her by
the
back of the head and pulled her tight to me as we kissed deeply.
I could
feel her dick begin to grow between
"My turn," Kenna
said and pushed us apart. She moved her head in and kissed Rowan
just as
deeply. I found the scene to be both touching and highly erotic.
She pulled back and said, "I've wanted to do that since I first
saw
you half naked on that airship." She turned to face me and
suddenly
kissed me. My mouth was already open, and I felt her tongue probe deep
inside.
A fraction of a second later, I began to return the kiss. She
pulled back
and touched our noses together, "And I've wanted to do that ever since
I
saw you sitting forlornly at that table when Brian accidently outed
you."
"What you thought you
could cure me?" I asked.
"Hell no. There's
nothing wrong with you. I've just got a soft spot for cute blond
guys
with sweet Southern accents."
I reached up and ran a finger
along her brow to the base of her right antenna. It felt warm and
stiff, not
unlike a small dick. Since she didn't resist, I ran a finger
along its
length. She groaned from the contact, and suddenly pulled back.
"I'm
sorry," I said jerking back.
"Oh no, don't be
sorry," she said. "It's just if you do that again, Rowan won't
be your first time." She looked over at Rowan and said, "And I
don't think I want to take that from you two."
"What do you want
then?" Rowan asked.
"How about a three
way," Kenna replied with a wicked smile.
"How?" I asked.
"Me on you, you on
Rowan, Rowan on me," she said.
"Daisy chain?"
"Yeah."
"Good," I said.
"I get my first shot at sucking a dick."
"Maybe we should get the
mats out and get on them," Rowan said.
"Mats?" Kenna asked.
"Yeah, there are seating
mats in the cabinet under the television," she said.
"Okay," I told her
and hopped up and grabbed a towel. I didn't want to drip water on
the
rich thick white carpet. As I looked over my shoulder, I could
see Rowan
and Kenna both drying each other off. Again, I shook my head
wondering
how things got to this point. I wasn't complaining mind you, but
yesterday I was just hoping for a little necking, maybe a chance to
swap blow
jobs with Rowan. Now I was about to be balls deep in both of them.
I barely paid any attention
to the starships blowing each other up on the screen as I opened the
cabinet,
and found the mats Rowan had mentioned.
I spread them out in an open area on the floor. I looked
back at
the hot tub and thought, Kenna said she wanted to get some
kinks out,
but I don't think this was what she had in mind.
"You can say that
again," she said to me.
"Reading my mind?"
I asked.
"You just had your
fingertips along my antenna. I'll be reading your mind for the
next hour
or so," she said.
I gestured to the floor where
I'd laid out the mats. "You wanna’ join me?"
"Oh yeah," Kenna
said. "I'm not finished getting my kinks out, and I can't wait to
taste that smooth dick of yours." She reached out and took Rowan's hand
and the two came over and lay down on the mats at an angle to each
other.
I watched as Rowan began to
sniff around Kenna's slit and wondered just what she was actually
smelling.
I know that she could smell her cousin coming down the hall to
our wing
of the dormitories at school, so that close to the source of Kenna's
sex must
be powerful indeed. She gently separated the lips of the smaller
girl's
pussy with her finger tips and began to lick along the slit, from back
to front.
I looked down to see where
Rowan's dick had returned to its full length and smiled to myself.
I'd
been wanting to do this for a long time. When we'd made out, I'd
felt its
length occasionally, but I'd never seen it. To be honest, when we'd
been in the
hot tub I really hadn't been able to see anything under the turbulent
waters so
this was my first chance to explore. I lay down to complete the
triangle
between us and took its long thin length in hand.
Pushing back on the foreskin, I exposed the
dark purple head- so different from my deep pink one. I saw
precum begin
to bubble out of the end and flow down the length. I realized if
what all
the sex experts constantly told kids about not getting a hard dick near
a
girl's pussy; how just contact with pre-cum could get her pregnant, it
was a
good thing that Rowan's hormones were balanced in such a way as to
prevent
pregnancy. Just one good jerk off session created enough precum
to
completely cover her dick. I didn’t generate anywhere this much.
Her dick itself was about as
long as mine,
but somewhat thinner. It definitely felt
different in my hand, and I enjoyed myself simply jacking it up and
down. I watched as the foreskin slowly
rolled over
the head and then bunched up at the end forming a sort of nipple like
opening. I leaned forward and gently
nibbled on it, tasting the saltiness of her precum.
Pulling back, I rolled it back down to expose
the head again, now shiny with its clear coating. This
time when I leaned forward and licked
the rivulet that was running down the shaft from the split in the head,
I felt
my own dick being gently licked, and another set of hands playing with
my
balls.
There was a musky taste to
it, not unlike
the taste of my own. I licked around the
head and then took it into my mouth. I
was actually giving my first blowjob! I
loved it! I pulled it forward just a
little and began to work my mouth down it.
Really, there wasn’t much of a taste except for the pre-cum, and
I liked
that. It was hard and soft at the same
time. As far as size was concerned, it
wasn’t too difficult to take- it was about like a soft dinner candle
with a
slightly bulbous head.
Suddenly I felt Kenna choke
around my dick,
and start to cough slightly. : A soft
dinner candle? When did you suck on a
soft dinner candle?: I heard Kenna’s voice in my head.
:Let’s
just say that I thought I might need some practice at this someday,:
I
thought back.
:Did
you practice other things with it?: she asked.
I felt myself blush deeply. :Never
mind, I got that image already. I’m just
glad you threw the candle away when you were finished.:
:Kenna,
shut up and let me suck Rowan’s dick,: I thought back at her and
returned
to enjoying finally having Rowan right where I wanted her: buried in my
mouth.
As I slowly went up and down
the length of
Rowan’s dick, I ran my hand down its length, and gently cupped her
balls. I felt her hand push mind further
south to
the wet opening of her pussy. This was
something I had no experience with whatsoever.
I felt where the line running down the front of her scrotum
disappeared
into a hard nub at the top of her opening.
When I ran my finger along that, her hips exploded upward and
bucked so
hard that she literally lifted me out off the floor.
I felt hot lances of pain down the sides and
across the head of my cock as it slid along the razor sharp edges of
Kenna’s
fangs. I tried to pull back, but
suddenly Rowan’s hands were forcing my head down on her dick, as I
screamed
silently into her pubes. I felt her cock
jerk in my mouth and something hot splashed in huge globs against the
back of
my throat. Not only was I curling up in
a ball from the pain in my dick, but I was choking on Rowan’s cum.
“Rowan! Let go of him,”
Kenna screamed.
For long seconds, she held
my head against
her in a vice like grip. Instinctively I
threw my body out phase and began to sink through her body as I curled
into a
ball.
“What?” Rowan asked suddenly.
“Be careful!” Kenna said
grabbing for my
shoulder but her hand passing through me.
I felt Rowan sit up through
my body and
sniff the air. “Blood?”
“Yeah, blood,” Kenna said
gently. When you bucked like that, you
tossed him
into the air. I bit down. Then you came
and it started to choke him. I think we
need to talk a little bit about our needs and our reactions, especially
with
our powers.”
The pain in my dick was
horrific. It felt
like it had been nearly slice in half!
“Sawyer,” Kenna said gently. “I
need you to become solid again,”
I barely heard her through
the blinding pain. I concentrated and felt
my body become
solid. Since two objects can’t occupy
the same space at the same time, I was pushed upward out of concrete
floor,
through the carpet and then the mats. It
was hard, the pain kept distracting me, but I managed to make myself
solid
again. Kenna gently pried my hands away
from my now completely soft dick and started making low clucking noise. I felt her fingers gently probe it, and the
pain started to go away. I opened my
eyes to see her sitting holding me in her hands, energy arcing between
the tips
of her antennae.
“Oh my god!” Rowan said
horrified. “I’m sorry Sawyer.
I’m so sorry.
I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
The pain slowly faded away,
and I looked
down to see my dick covered in blood, but the hot lances of pain were
gone. Kenna smiled at me and said, “Go
and wash, Sawyer. Everything should be
fine now.”
Without thinking I nodded
and moved over to
the door through which I could see the toilet.
Going to the sink, I poured warm water over my dick and balls.
As the
blood sluiced away, I couldn’t find any sign of injury whatsoever, just
unblemished skin. “What the fuck?” I
asked.
Coming out of the bathroom,
I saw Kenna
sitting and holding Rowan who appeared to be crying.
I never could stand to see someone else cry
and since we’d started seeing each other, especially Rowan. “See, he’s okay now,” Kenna told her.
In a flash she was on me. I had no idea she could move that fast. One second she was sitting there with Kenna,
the next she had me by the shoulders and was looking me up and down. She reached down and gently took my soft dick
and turned it over in her hand, examining it closely.
I couldn’t help myself. I started
getting hard in her hand
again. She dropped to her knees in front
of me and gently kissed along its length.
Looking up she said, “I’m so sorry, Sawyer.”
I smiled down at her. “It’s okay, Rowan. Please
get up.”
She nodded to me and stood. “I’m so sorry. I
just lost control. You made me come so
hard.”
“I understand.
Luckily, Kenna’s psionic abilities include
healing.” I looked over to where she was
looking a little distraught herself. “I think you may be right. Maybe we need to talk about how we react to
certain things.”
I went back to the bathroom
and got some
paper towels and started cleaning up the blood on the mats. Then wadding them into a ball, I tossed them
to the side and patted the mats. “I
don’t want this to cause us any problems.
Why don’t you come over and sit down and we can talk about what
happened.”
She nodded again and came
and sat down next
to me. I looked over at Kenna and said, “You too, Kenna.
We started this together, and we’re damned
well going to finish it together.”
“Is that the same mouth you
kiss your mama
with?” she asked with a weak smile.
“Yeah, and it’s the same
mouth I kiss Rowan
with and I’ll kiss you with, if you’ll let me,” I told her.
She cocked her head at me
and then Rowan.
“How do you feel about this Rowan?”
“Come and sit down, Kenna,”
she said. “I feel bad enough about what
happened.”
Kenna nodded her head and
came and sat
cross-legged with the two of us. I
looked at Rowan and said, “Okay, first.
Rowan, you’re strong enough to toss an Abram’s battle tank. You have to be careful with that strength,” I
told her trying not to be too harsh.
She nodded.
“I know that now.”
I leaned over and gently
kissed her. Pulling back I said, “Good,
because I do want to pick up where we left
off. I just didn’t know that you would
come so soon.”
She smiled at me weakly, “I
have two sets
of genitals, Sawyer. When you were
sucking me, and then touched my clitoris, it sent me off like a bottle
rocket.”
Kenna chuckled, “I noticed. You tossed him a good four feet in the
air.” She looked at me and added, “And
she tends to clamp down when she comes. “
“And she comes in bucket
loads,” I said,
realizing that I barely got to taste it through all the pain.
“I’m right here guys,” Rowan
said with a
hint of mock hurt.
“We know,” Kenna said. “We
also know that
Sawyer likes to practice on candles.”
“What?” Rowan asked.
“Evidently, when he was
younger, Sawyer
practiced giving blow jobs to candles, as well as trying to figure out
whether
or not he was a top or a bottom” she said playfully.
I understand what she was trying to do. If
she could make Rowan a little more
comfortable with what had happened, maybe we could pick up where we
left off
without any lasting damage to any of our self-esteems.
She leaned over and gently
kissed Rowan on
the lips. When she pulled back, she
said, “And you’ve got a very talent tongue, girl. You
had me coming within minutes.”
Rowan blushed and said,
“I’ve had some
practice with that.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“I thought you said you were a virgin?”
Rowan smiled, blushed even
deeper and
stretched out on her side. “I’m part cat
remember? The one thing you didn’t ask
was whether or not I had the extra spaces in my spinal column. With a wicked grin, she literally folded
herself in half, and began to lick at her own genitals.
“No wonder you knew what you
were doing!” Kenna
said. “You can lap your own pussy!”
She pulled back slightly and
licked the
head of her dick, and then straightened up. “And a half-way decent cock
sucker
too.”
I smiled at her, “More than
half way
decent.” I leaned in and kissed her
again before saying, “I’m not hurt anymore, and I’m not angry. Do you want to pick up where we left off?”
She gave me another peck and
looked over at
Kenna and asked, “How about you, are you up for round two?”
Kenna smiled and said,
“Okay, but wouldn’t
this be more like Act one Scene two?”
“Okay, ready for Act one
Scene two?” I
asked.
“With just one rule,” she
said.
“And that would be?”
“Any time you’re giving
Rowan a blowjob,
you don’t get one at the same time,” she told me.
I thought about it and said,
“Okay for
now. We can eventually figure out if we
want to change things. Where do we want
to start now?”
Rowan grinned, “I’ve wanted
to feel your
cock in me since that first night you kissed me before we went to
Denny’s”
Rowan
Croften-Blake aka Shadow Claw
To say I felt bad about what
happened to
Sawyer was an understatement. I felt
miserable about it, and I wanted to make it up to him as soon as
possible. He really was about the cutest
boy I
knew. Yeah, Lance and Brian were the
All-American boys; basically good guys, but they were both so straight
it made
my hair hurt. And considering my
condition, straight was not something that would ever be interested in
me.
There
was something about Sawyer that
was completely different. I felt an
instant attraction to him ever since he wormed his way past Brian to
sit next
to me on the van on our first day at Wyndgate.
I think it was because he seemed to sense my sadness over the
loss of my
parents and genuinely wanted to make me feel better.
And cute!
Did I say that already? I loved
the way his blond hair was parted in the middle and framed the sides of
his
face. It was so much nicer than that
whole slanted emo look so many boys I’d seen on television had-
although that
one guy from Any Dream Will Do was
cute too.
I pulled him to me and began
to run my
hands down his sides. I loved the way
his skin felt; so soft, and smooth. I
kissed him gently on the neck as I climbed into his lap and stretched
my legs
out behind him. I felt his hands go to
my breasts and gently start to knead them , twisting and pinching my
nipples at
the same time as he nibbled at the nape of my neck.
I leaned down and kissed him. This
time I felt his tongue enter my
mouth. I could taste my own cum in his
mouth and felt myself begin to get hard and wet at the same time. “How do you want to do this?” he asked
me. “You want on top or bottom?” I could feel his hard cock pressing up
between my balls and the entrance to my pussy.
I lay back and stretched out
smiling at
him. “How about you on top?” I
asked. As I stretched backwards I
could
feel the head of his dick slide higher until it was pressing at the
base of my
own cock which was now rock hard as well.
He nodded and climbed over
me and started
kissing me seriously. I heard Kenna
moving to our side and felt her hand slip between us and grasp the
length of my
dick and start stroking me. When Sawyer
rose up, she leaned in and kissed first him and then me.
“I think I’ll sit this one out and just play
a little on the side,” she said.
“Watching you two together is so damn hot. When
you’re finished with each other, I want
both of you to fuck me.” She gently bit
at Sawyer’s ear and heard him groan as she released my dick.
“Ready?” he asked looking
down at me.
I nodded and reached for his
dick. He slipped backwards a little and I
guided
the head below my balls and to the entrance of my pussy.
The feeling as his cockhead slid along the
line that merged my clit with my scrotum was exquisite!
I could feel the bulbous head part first my
outer lips and then the inner ones. I
thought I was going to cum again right then.
When I got him lined up, he moved his hips forward and I could
feel his
dick begin to stretch my virgin hole wider.
Okay, okay, he’s only five and a half inches long and probably
about six
inches around, but it was five and half inches more than had ever been
inside
of before.
I was expecting some pain,
but it wasn’t
there. I guess that was one thing I was lucky to be without- a hymen. He slid into me with a great deal of
ease. I looked up and saw the look of
bliss on his face. He simply sat there
for a few moments, and I was enjoying the sense of being full; of
having him
buried balls-deep in me. We were virgins
no more.
He began to move back and
forth and I lifted
my legs and wrapped them around his waist.
Kenna leaned and whispered into my ear, “Remember, don’t squeeze
too
hard with your legs.” Then she kissed my
breast and began to gently suckle on them.
That sent a shot of pleasure to both my full pussy and my cock. I almost fainted from the overload when
Sawyer reached down and began to stroke my dick.
I reached out to where I
knew she was, and
ran a hand down Kenna’s side as Sawyer rocked back and forth in me. I dropped the hand and found her moist opening
and began to gently probe between the lips of her sex, reveling in the
feeling
of the slick wetness, contrasting the roughness of her pubic hair. She groaned into my breast.
I couldn’t believe the sensations that were
washing over me. My dick was being
jacked up and down, Sawyer’s cock was filling my pussy, and rubbing
against the
very sensitive nerves where my clit and ball-sack merged, Kenna was
nursing at
my nipple, and I had three fingers buried in her cunt.
With each thrust inside me,
I could feel
Sawyer’s cock fill me, and then vacate.
It was a fantastic feeling, and a huge amount of lubrication was
rolling
down my dick, around my balls and into my pussy making Sawyer that much
slicker. Kenna was thrusting against my
hand, as she nipped and sucked on first one nipple and then another. My skin felt like it was on fire, as I
began
to slowly build toward what I knew was going to be mind-blowing orgasm.
After about five minutes of
simply rocking
back and forth against each other, I felt the pleasure build to an
almost
intolerable level. Suddenly Sawyer
picked up speed and started thrusting harder and harder into me. From the look on his face, I could tell he
was about to blast his second load of the evening deep into my cunt. I was close too. There
was a slow buzz beginning at the back
of my pussy that was starting to resonate with Sawyer’s thrusts, and I
could
feel a churning in my balls to what was going to be a double-sexed
orgasm. Suddenly Kenna thrust
herself hard against
my hand and started to tremble all over.
A half second later, Sawyer grunted and thrust deep inside of me
to the
point his balls spasmed against the base of my tail. He pushed down
hard
against my cock, pulling the foreskin down and taught.
That was the final push. I
could feel his
smooth pubes pressed against my body.
The base of his cock was jerking against where my balls and clit
joined,
and I knew he was filling me with his cum. That jerking was the last
little bit
I needed to push me over the edge. I
slammed my feet flat against the floor, grabbed a handful of Sawyer’s
butt with
my free hand, and bucked my hips high in the air as my body started
trembling
all over. The buzz at the back of my
pussy suddenly swelled out into wave after wave of pleasure, my balls
contracted up high in my sack and cum jetted out of the end of my dick. For long seconds I lay there, my hips
suspended in the air, my cock spurting jet after jet of hot cum onto my
tits
and face as I held Sawyer off his feet and he emptied his balls deep
into my
hot pussy. Kenna groaned beside me, my
hand still buried deep in her pussy, as her body continued to tremble.
Finally
when I came back to myself, I
looked up to find Sawyer leaning forward, his feet sticking strait out
behind
him as he stretched out flat along my body and was licking my cum off
my
face. He was still buried inside me, and
I could feel my cock slick between our stomachs. As I lowered my knees
and
Sawyer came back to the ground, I managed to extricate my hand from
between Kenna’s
legs. “That was unbelievable,” I said
softly.
“For
me too,” Sawyer said. “I never thought I’d
get that much pleasure
inside a pussy.”
“Face
it Sugar, you never thought you’d
be inside a pussy,” Kenna said with a grin. “Let alone a pussy attached
to a
pussy.”
“You’re
turn is next,” I warned her.
“No,
no, no, no” Kenna said. As soon as you
recover, we get to find out if
Sawyer likes being a bottom.” She grinned.
“In other words, whether or not your dick is better than a
candlestick.”
“Would
you drop the candle thing?”
Sawyer protested.
Kenna
smiled and said “Maaaay-be. At least I
won’t tease you about it when
anyone else is around. It’ll just be our
little secret.”
Sawyer
groaned. “You know, one of these
days, I’ll get something to tease you about.
Like maybe about being in your brother’s head while he jerks off
to
porn.”
“That’s
not something you can tease me
about Sawyer,” she said seriously.
“Oh,
why not?”
“Because
if the powers that be found out
I was in telepathic communication with my brother, they’d try to use it
against
us. You remember that interview I went
to in Doctor Blair’s office?” she asked.
“Yeah,”
he said.
“I
have an interview like that once
every six weeks; always different agents, but always the same question.
The
gist of that interview is that I really need to convince my brother and
my
mother that they need to come back to the US before the government
takes
physical and legal action against my family and myself,” she said dead
serious. “You see. You,
Rowan, Aisha, Brian, and Lance; you all
get to go home. I don’t.”
“I’m
sorry,” Sawyer said. “I would never put
you in that kind of
situation. I won’t say anything.”
“You
can tease me about my antennae, you
can tease me about the fact that I’ll never be tall enough to qualify
for the
armed forces, hell you can even tease me about being a blonde, but
don’t tease
me about Kenneth.”
Sawyer
nodded, “I understand. I didn’t mean to
offend.”
“You
didn’t,” she said. “I was just
making things clear. And maybe I should drop the whole candle thing. It
wasn’t information you volunteered.” She
smiled wickedly and added, “But, you
turned such a pretty shade of pink.”
We
sat there talking and basically
recovering. One of the advantages of
being a class ten neohuman was better than average endurance. Okay, in my case, extreme endurance. I sleep about eight hours a week, and can
expend energy very efficiently. To be
honest, I was already starting to get hard again.
Kenna
looked down at my growing cock and
said, “You ready for Act one Scene three already?”
I
shrugged, and looked over at
Sawyer. He was sitting grinning, but his
cock wasn’t hard yet. “The question is,
are you or Sawyer?”
“Me?
I haven’t done anything? So far I’ve
gotten any cock to cunt action,”
she said.
I
looked over at Sawyer. He smiled and said,
“Go ahead. I think I’d like to watch for
once.”
I
shrugged and leaned in to Kenna. “You sure
you want this?”
Kenna crawled over and sat
in my lap and
whispered, “Here kitty, kitty, kitty.”
“Same question Sawyer asked
me,” I asked,
“you want on top or bottom?” I began to
gently play with nipples.
She smiled at me and pushed
at my
shoulders. “Considering our size
difference, and your strength, I think I want on top. “
I lay back and she stretched
out against
me, kissing my throat between my collar bones.
I felt her wiggle down my body until her cunt was sliding along
the
outside of my hard cock. It felt strange
to feel the lips of her sex spread out along the shaft as she moved up
and
down. It was a completely new feeling
for me.
Sawyer leaned against her
from behind and
whispered into her ear, “Sit up a second.”
She did as he said, and I
felt him grab the
length of my cock and guide it toward her opening.
He pushed my foreskin back slightly and
placed the head of my dick right at her hole.
Then kissing her on the top of the ear, he sat back out of sight
again. Kenna smiled down at me and I
reached up to play with her breasts.
They really weren’t any smaller than mine, but on her frame,
they looked
bigger.
The edge of her hole was the
only thing
that was keeping my dick from slapping forward to my stomach as she
slowly
lowered herself onto me. I felt my dick
wrapped in the hot moist tightness that was her depths as she impaled
herself. It was like my dick was being
squeezed by rings of hot velvet steel as she settled down until her
pubic hair
was ground against mine. I looked down
between my breasts to where our bodies were joined and found the sight
of my
dick disappearing into her small body to be hugely erotic.
I briefly wondered if she’d felt any
pain. I mean girls are supposed to feel
pain their first time. I didn’t, but
then again, I’m not only a girl though.
“Rowan, I was raised on a
farm. I’ve spent
half my life on horseback. I haven’t had
a hymen since I was ten,” she said.
“You reading my
mind now?” I asked.
“What do you think? You’ve got your dick buried in me. That’s a pretty damn intense connection. Reading your mind isn’t the hard part- not
reading is.” She began rock back and forth on me. “Oooh,
that’s nice” she said. “I like the feeling
of your hard cock buried
in me. That’s intense Rowan. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” Damn
who knew she liked to talk dirty.
I could get to like this. It was hot, it was sexy, and the feeling of
her hot sex sliding up and down my dick was absolutely fantastic. As she rocked back and forth, her tits began
to bounce, the nipples pointing up at a forty-five degree angle. I reached up and ran the palm of my
hands
against them as she bounced. “That’s it!
Play with my nipples. Fuck me,
Rowan.
Fuck me hard,” she hissed between clenched teeth.
I smiled and decided to up
the ante
slightly. Suddenly she looked down at me and asked, “Is that your tail?” I had twisted the tip of my tail around began
to brush it along the back of her butt and down the crack, eventually
working
it along to where our sexes met. “Oh
Gods! That feels good.
I think I’m going to cum!” Suddenly
energy arced between her antennae
and I felt an echo of our lovemaking reverberate between us. I could feel the sensation of my dick buried
deep in her echoed in my own pussy.
As she clamped her thighs
down against my
hips and ground her pussy against my crotch I felt the muscles inside
her begin
to spasm. Between that feeling and her own
orgasm echoed in my own pussy, I lifted my hips and blasted my fourth
load of
the night deep inside her. I could feel
it pour out of her cunt and down my cock and balls.
Suddenly there was another sensation;
Sawyer’s tongue gently lapped up the length of my cunt, and to the
juncture of
where Kenna’s and my body were joined.
“Oooh, yeah, feels good,” Kenna
said, as I felt another wave of orgasm hit her body.
“Mistri Freyja! !!!“ she screamed into the room
in Old Norse and began to tremble as she fell forward against me.
“I can’t believe that! Oh gods
Sawyer, that feels awesome! Here I go
again!” Another wave hit her and she shook
so hard
that Sawyer had to grab her hips and hold her in place so he could
finish what
he’d started.
I
felt her mind brush against mine, and
could literally feel the waves of pleasure wash over her as they set
off a
sympathetic orgasm deep in my own pussy.
That set my balls to churning again, and I blasted a second load
into
her. I think somewhere in the midst of
it all, Sawyer got tossed away a second time.
When we finally came down
from the orgasmic
high, I looked up to where she was panting hard, her little breasts
heaving
high and low on her chest. She looked
down at me and then over at Sawyer. “You
are one evil little shit. Did you know
that? Both of you,” she accused.
“What, you didn’t like my
tongue there?”
Sawyer asked.
“I didn’t say that,” she
replied. “I just wasn’t expecting it, and
it was just
plain awesome!”
“Do you always talk like a
porno when
you’re making love?” I asked her?
“I don’t know. That’s the
first time I’ve
made love.”
Sawyer looked a little
sheepish and said,
“That set the bar pretty high, Kenna. I
don’t know if I can make you cum like that, by myself.”
“You little twit,” Kenna
said. “You’re the one that set me off like
a fire
cracker. When you started licking up all
that cum, and brushed against my ass, I thought I was going shift right
there. It was the most erotic thing I’ve
ever felt. If anybody set the bar
high,
it was you.“
She leaned forward and I
felt my dick pull
out of her with a soft sucking sound and then a wet plop followed by
the hot
feeling of all that cum pouring out of her cunt onto my pubes. “I can’t believe how much you cum,” Sawyer
said.
I shook my head and said,
“If I have a
double orgasm it’s always that much.
Plus you managed to set off a second set of those when you set
of Kenna,
so this is a double load of a double orgasm.
If anything it’s your fault.”
He smiled at the praise and
said, “Then let
me clean up my mess.” He then leaned in
and began licking my lower body. I think
he was becoming a real cum-hound. Oh
well, everyone had to have a hobby, and as long as it was mine and
Kenna’s he
was after, I was happy. The problem was
that after he’d licked it all up, he kept licking, which tickled like
hell. Before I knew it was curling in a
ball for protection when Kenna dove in and started to help.
Suddenly I felt his tongue
dive under my
tail and lick me from the top of my clit all the way to the base of my
tail. I was suddenly hard as a rock again. I stretched out and grinned at him and
said. “That’s it buster.
You’re really going to get it now.”
He reached down and stroked
my dick and
said, “If I can get it from this, I certainly hope so.”
“Well, I was sort of hoping
to get a little
of this too, tonight,” Kenna said as she grabbed his dick.
I suddenly got an image of a three-way in my
head. Me fucking Sawyer, while he fucked
Kenna.
“The last time we tried
something
three-way, Sawyer got hurt,” I warned, not wanting a repeat performance.
“We can always be careful. Put Sawyer on his back and I can ride his
dick while you fuck him,” Kenna said.
I looked at Sawyer seriously
and asked,
“How do you feel about that?”
He grinned and said, “I’ll
try anything once.”
“Oh Gods, we’ve created a
monster,” Kenna
said dramatically.
I shrugged and said, “I
don’t want to hurt
you again, Saw.”
“I promise, if it starts
hurting, I’ll go
out of phase,” he said.
“Okay,” I replied. “But let’s stack some of these mats to make
it a little easier.” I began to fold
them up into one long mat about five feet long, three feet wide, and
about two
feet off the floor. I then
pulled
Sawyer to me and kissed him solidly. When I pulled back, I put his hand
on my
dick and said, “Are you sure you want this inside you?”
He swallowed and said, “Yeah. I’ve wanted to try this for a long time.”
“What are we going to use
for lube?” I
asked.
He just smiled and dropped
to his knees and
took my dick into his mouth, while stroking my cunt below.
I suddenly felt my own juices begin to flow
both out of my dick and from pussy. I
watched as he collected some of my own lubricant and spread it to his
backside. After a few moments, of this, he
lay down on
the mats and lifted his legs into the air.
“I’m ready whenever you are,” she said with a smile.
I looked down at his bare
pubes and his
rock hard dick sticking out from them. I
stroked myself a couple of times, peeling the foreskin back and the
forward to
build up a good head of precum and then smeared it down my shaft. Leaning into him, I placed the head of my
cock at the opening of his ass and gently pushed forward.
There was a bit of resistance at first and
then I slid past the ring of muscle into the hot depths beyond.
He winced slightly and a I
started to pull
out when he grabbed me by the ass and pulled me on in.
“Don’t you dare,” he hissed. “It
just takes a second to get used to it.”
It felt different from being
inside
Kenna. There was a tightness around the
base of my cock where his ass gripped me, but beyond that, it was just
a
pleasant warmth, not the tight gripping all along the shaft from being
in her
pussy. It still felt fantastic, just
different. “Start moving in and out
slowly,” he said.
I pulled back until just the
head of my
dick was just inside him and the eased forward again.
I could see the look of pain on his face
slowly shift to one of pleasure. “You
okay?” I asked.
He nodded, and said, “A
little faster now.”
I pulled back again and went
back in adding
a little speed to my tempo. In a few
strokes I was fucking him at a nice leisurely pace.
“Are you ready for Kenna?” I asked.
He looked over to where she
was standing,
one hand buried in her cunt, and nodded.
“Just stop for a minute and let her climb up.”
She smiled hugely and came
over and climbed
up onto the mats. Throwing a leg over his waist, she grabbed his dick
and
lowered herself onto it. “Ooooh, that’s
thicker than yours,” she said. “It feels
different but good.”
“You ready for me to start
back?” I asked
Sawyer.
“Yeah, plow away,” he said
with a shit
eating grin on his face.
It took several tries to get
a rhythm
started. If I went too fast or too hard,
it would throw Kenna off, and if I went too slow, her bucking would
knock me
out of Sawyer’s ass. We were just about
ready to give up when we finally found the right stroke for me and the
right
bounce for Kenna. We also figured out
that Sawyer had to have his knees over my shoulders, and Kenna had to
be
leaning forward until she was lying flat against him, both of them at a
downward angle for it to work. That
meant that I got a damn good view of not only my dick going in and out
of his
bald little ass, but of his balls slapping against the opening of her
pussy.
This time, there was none of
the frantic
intensity of our lovemaking. Instead it
was nice long slow strokes that built to a slow crescendo of pleasure. It was strange really. Kenna
was the first to reach a long plateau
of pleasure, that wasn’t quite an orgasm, but was more than just the
pleasure
of the stroke. As tiny little shudders
started to run through her body, I felt Sawyer begin to tremble beneath
me. Suddenly his ass clamped down around
my dick in one spasm after another. That
was enough to push both Kenna and me over the edge.
As she started to come stronger, I suddenly
felt my balls pull up and I spurted a load deep in Sawyer’s ass.
Finally, we all collapsed on
top of each
other, one body, one mind, and one spirit.
After lying there for a while, we realized that Sawyer had gone
to
sleep, still buried inside of Kenna, and with me still in his ass. I guess what they say about boys is true.
We rolled off him and looked
around the
room. Even through the smell of water
softener from the now abandoned hot tub, the place smelled like sex. “Think we should get the place cleaned up and
aired out before Heather gets here?” Kenna asked.
I nodded, and began to pick
up the clothing
strewn around the room. Kenna bent
and
picked up the wad of paper towels that Sawyer used to clean up the
blood from
his dick with. “Better dispose of this
ourselves. Wouldn’t do for someone think
we were into blood play,” she said.
“I think you’re right,” I
told her. Then stopping I asked, “How do
you feel about
this?”
“About what happened tonight? I nodded.
“I think it was one of the best nights I’ve had since the
government
came and took me away to the Psi-Corps Academy.
I think that I would like for it to happen
again, and to be honest, I’ve been falling in love with you two since I
met you.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“Really? I’m glad
because I think I’d like to take this further between the three of us.”
“How much further can we
go?” she
asked. “I mean we’ve sort of all three
become lovers.”
“There’s a difference
between being lovers
and being in love,” I told her.
“I know, and I know the
difference. I think Sawyer does too. I think he’ll be cool with it,” she said.
I nodded and said. “This
should prove to be
a really interesting week. All we’ve got
to do is ditch Heather every night.”
On the screen behind her, I
heard Commander
Seizemore tell her cousin, “Remember,
Daniel. What Mom and Dad have always said: That's what love is
about.
It's about who's beside you, not who's on top."
Kenna turned and smiled to
where the
credits began to roll and said, “I guess we can try and watch it again
later.”
Then turning back to me, “But this is definitely going to change the
team
dynamics when we get back to school.”
Kenna didn’t know just how
prophetic her
words were, nor did she know that tragedy that awaiting us in the near
future.