Chapter 22: The Trip to Cape Hatteras

I picked Connie up and took her down to our cabin. I lay her on the bed and crawled in with the two girls. I say girls because their ages had been regressed that much. Drozul had wound their clocks back to where they looked so much younger and lovelier.

Connie had spread her legs, inviting me to continue. I slid back inside Connie and enjoyed being in her talented pussy again. I’d missed her a lot. Jenny was beginning to wake up now. I enjoyed Connie more as she started to cum again.

Jenny leaned over and started toying with Connie’s nipples. They had played around together when the three of us were together before now. Nothing too kinky, just a little caressing here and there. I felt Connie hitting her stride.

I sent, “Connie-Tighter.”

With the tighter setting and her starting to flutter on my cock naturally, she continued her long cum. We ended up getting off together because she had such a long, drawn-out cum.

She, “Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, UNHHhhhhhhhh ... waaaaaaa...”

And I, “AGHhhh ... Mmn...”

I rolled over onto my back. Jenny seemed wide awake now and very interested ins sex. It was the first time in two days that she acted fully lucid. Lucky for her, I ordered my cock to remain hard for her. She slid her body slowly over to me, not minding the sweat from Connie and me. She inserted me into her and slowly lowered herself all the way.

“Drozul, has her pussy modifications been finished overnight?”

He said, “They are not complete. Churning and tickling are still unfinished. Tighter, looser, hotter, and wetter should work.”

I sent, “Jenny, tighter.”

Jenny was already tight because of her smaller stature. I grabbed her nipples gently and held them as she moved on me. It was so tight that her pussy was turning about an inch inside out as she withdrew. Part of her outer labia was rolled into her pussy when she took me in deeper.

I sent, “Jenny, wetter.”

Ahh, that’s better. Being soggy allowed her tight pussy to be perfect.

Jenny kissed me and had her hands all over my body. Evidently, her down period imposed by Drozul and the company had her feeling needy now. She’s being tender and loving. This is not lust. She wanted to feel close to me.

Connie was not finished; she trailed her hands over Jenny’s back, bum, and upper thighs.

I looked up at Jenny’s new areola shade and the longer nipples. I looked at her pinker pussy. When I’m in her, I really do widen her little pussy. It’s easy to look at it on her upstrokes.

She slowly moved on me, and sometimes we kissed. Eventually, I grew impatient. I picked, flipped her up, and turned her around so her ass was sticking up in the air. I mounted her dog-style.

It felt nice flubbing my cock head in and out through her cervix. In minutes she began to cum as I was pushing deep. She kept her tight pussy moving in and out because she was stretched tight. I tickled her rosebud with my finger, and she screamed.

“WHAAAAAaaaa, AEeeeeeeeeiiiiii! OHhh FUCK. -- Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh...”

I joined her, “Unghh...”

We came almost simultaneously.

I said, “Naughty, remember a couple of days ago when we three went swimming?”

He sent, “Yes, Tom.”

I sent, “From now on, when I say ‘Swim Call,’ that means for you to heave-to and station keep while we swim. You keep watch for sharks, too. Got it?”

He said, “Do you want a swim call now?”

I sent “Yes.”

I said, “Girls, let’s take a dip in the ocean.”

We went up the ladder, and I took a quick look.

I said, “Naughty, add checking that nobody is near for the Swim Call function.”

He said, “I did that automatically. It’s the ‘I’ in AI.”

I chuckled, “I should have known.”

By now, the three of us happily paddled around behind the boat. Any movement titillated my cock and balls in particular. It felt heavenly against my cock. Pinching the girl’s butts and groping some titty is fun as they squealed and retaliated. We splashed each other a lot. I had to stop Connie. She had taken a hold of me and was jacking me delightfully.

I noticed that Connie had already staged towels up the stairs this time. When we got out, Connie showed us a convenient showerhead built into the aft roof. I had not noticed it before. We squirted ourselves off and dried ourselves there.

I padded inside nude and started a coffee. You must love K-cups for good coffee; it makes a cup brew fast.

I watched a naked Jenny start breakfast. She had thawed out a frozen half loaf of bread in the microwave and made French Toast and small sausages. We are getting low on supplies. She slid an apron on to protect herself when flipping things in the frying pan.

I sat on a couch, and Connie sat in my lap crosswise and just held me, her feet dangling off the end of the sofa.

Jenny had microwaved red potatoes and was now slicing them to fry them, up. She added some onion to the pan and kept the potatoes mobile.

Connie got up and helped Jenny get things organized. After I buried my French Toast in butter, I used a cherry preserve rather than syrup. I did not make a pig of myself but savored every bite. I suspect we are out of eggs entirely. I do like three or four, so that’s my fault.

I sat Connie down as Jenny took care of the kitchen cleanup.

I told Connie, “You now have some of my magic. Before, you could not talk to the boat. It has been spelled to do things differently than you are used to. You may have noticed this. We don’t have to steer or keep a watch on the helm. The boat does that for us. It also handles the sheets for us as we tack or jibe.”

She said, “Yes. I knew you had something going on, but I did not want to mess things up by asking. I enjoyed being in bed with you and Jenny every night.”

I said, “When I want to send a command to the sailboat, I think of it’s the nickname. I nicknamed the sailboat ‘Naughty,’ short for Nauti Buoy. Then I tell it what I want to do. The command is like this: Naughty - turn to port, five degrees.” Then naughty will perform it like it is doing right now.”

I said, “Naughty, return to base course.”

I said, “You can just think the commands if you are too far away from the helm area, or you can say it out loud. This only works for the three of us.”

Jenny joined us and had heard everything I said.

I said, “Follow me.”

I opened the panel under the comm table. I pointed at the black box.

I said, “See this black box; it runs on its own wifi network to the special laptop above. The laptop is the AI. It is tied into Sky-link and other communications like GPS where it’s plugged into that box.”

I closed the open panel and moved to the helm station. I opened the panel there.

I said, “This black box is tied into the helm controls directly. The laptop is the computer that does this. It can change course and speed, turn the electric motors on, and start either diesel or any other controllable helm function. Now follow me below.”

Below, I opened the door to the battery and power panel room.

I pointed at the new cube clamped to the floor, “This is a special power supply. It will provide all our electrical needs for many years. The solar panels, generators, and batteries merely exist at this point. This replaces all of those in function.”

“We could sail to Greece and back at full speed with this power supply. I doubt the electric motors could handle that, but we have it if we need it.”

I said, “I also attached black boxes to the shaft of each electric motor. They generate a field underwater. It prevents barnacles, muscles, and grass from ever growing on the hulls.”

I said, “Let’s go back to the Solon.”

I stood next to the com table. “Naughty, display the two masthead cameras on-screen.”

The large virtual screen appeared.

“Naughty, zoom the starboard camera out to that ship on the horizon. Now display that ship from right above.”

I sat down. Both women sat across from me and looked at me, amazed. I knew Jenny had watched and had an idea about things, but evidently. The Exos had influenced Connie. She suspected something but was unsure.

Connie said, “The sex we had earlier when I felt all weird down there in different ways?”

I said, “You have been blessed. That’s all you need to know.”

Jenny said, “What sex things?”

Connie said, “When I woke up this morning, Tom was already inside of me, and my pussy did different things. I was tighter and then looser and a lot more.”

I turned to Jenny, “You are getting that too. There are different things you will be able to do. In the next week, you may feel your pussy start doing new things; this is part of it.”

Jenny mentally sent, “The little yellow aliens?”

I sent to her alone, “Yes, but remember, Connie thinks this is like magic.”

Jenny sent, “Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”

I sent, “That’s from Arthur C. Clarke. It is one of Clarke’s three laws of robotics.”

I sent, “Connie?”

She said, “WHAT THE?”

I sent, ‘We can talk silently like I am doing now. Just think my name in a formal manner.”

She sent, “Tom, like this?”

I sent, “Yes, that’s it exactly. You did it.”

She turned and looked at Jenny.

Jenny said aloud, “I have that too. We have been waiting for you to fully join us.”

The women hugged like sisters.

I said, “This works from any distance all over the world. The three of us and Naughty can all talk with each other.”