Chapter 15: Slow Love-making

Watching the defiled young girl head away, I stopped in the middle of the hall, sliding back on Melanie’s panties. I wondered if the women I would be impregnating would always be so diverse. So far, they’d been quite different. I didn’t bother putting on the rest of my clothes. Walking into the sunlight, I let the sunshine burn away the corruption I felt.

A couple of catcalls and whistles from some of the female draftees had me cover up the panties. I got boos and jeers for covering up my package and ass cheeks. I didn’t mind, I would go see Megan and Melanie and remind myself there was good in the world. Even if I didn’t get to be it all the time. The two of them caught up to me heading to the mess hall. Megan asked, “We heard whistling and calls to take it all off, followed by boos. What was that all about?”

“Some degenerate was out here walking around mostly nude,” I replied lackadaisically.

“Some degenerate like you.” Accused Melanie.

“Yes, some degenerate like me. And I am sorry you think I’m a degenerate,” I stated calmly not wanting a fight. “But think what you will and say what you will. I still think you’re a beautiful and kind woman.”

Melanie looked at me puzzled; like I had grown a third head. Megan on the other hand hit my arm saying, “Where the fuck is Red Dick? You ... You pod person. I need to know what you did with him.”

Shaking my head trying to clear it, knowing I needed to leave the day back in the interview room. I threw my arm around her shoulder. “Oh, he’s here and is ready as promised earlier. It was just a long day.”

Melanie surprised me by asking, “You want to talk about it?”

A bit too sternly, I answered, “No. What goes on inside that building we’ll never talk about.” The shocked and horrified look that passed over both of their faces clued me in that I needed to say more. “I’d just prefer to leave work back in the interview room. Why bore you with stupid details.” Their looks said they knew I was lying. But, they were going to let me get away with it. Lightening the mood a lot I continued. “What I want to talk about is the slow, I mean a snail would think it is taking too long slow, love-making session I’m going to have with my two girls after chow. Nothing kinky just straight-up missionary enjoying the feeling of our bodies joined.”

“Nice try perv,” Melanie stated. “But this girl ain’t making shit with you. And if Megan was smart neither would she.”

Coming to my defense Megan said, “God that sounds nice, but after all those little hands have been poking and prodding me. I am horny as hell. So what I need is to cum screaming fuck.”

Looking at Melanie I said, “Looks like you get to make screaming orgasm instead of love tonight.”

“That works for me,” She said a glint in her eye.

Looking at her pretty face and into hardening blue eyes, something I can’t explain came over me. I said. “That’s too bad. Cause I’m thinking you’d appreciate someone showing their love for you with more than just a screaming orgasm. I’m sure Megan will do that for you. But don’t forget to let yourself go and be open to letting it happen. I think you deserve that much happiness.” Megan looked at me like the pod person returned.

“Fine ... in the spot up in the spire. I think we’re going to need to get a mattress for that place if we are going to meet there regularly.” Megan said being more pragmatic than usual, then glaring at me. “Now can we talk about something other than sex? Because I really need it and this conversation isn’t helping.”

Together Melanie and I said, “Sure.” We looked at each other and there was a softening to her eyes for a second before she turned away. From then on out, throughout dinner, we talked and joked with Terry and Marie. I noticed there were even more soldiers than the morning crowd, but we still mainly stuck to ourselves. And by the end of the meal, I was happy Terry had kept his promise about not mentioning anything that’d happened with Chickie.

Burt being Burt walked by saying, “Dikes.” I wanted to get up and pound the shit out of him. Only, we already had a kiss hanging over our heads that wasn’t going away.

After dinner, I went to the wall under the guise of going to watch the young naked kids play. I was actually giving Megan and Melanie some time alone, to burn up Megan’s horny. I truly wanted to make love with her for the first time. A slow look at each other and take in all the nuance of her body and movements, lovemaking. While I watched the kids, I wondered if Melanie had any other secret family games she’d teach the town’s children.

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The parents of the children were still hurling insults about the children playing the game but only insults, no rocks were thrown.

While I watched the kids play their perverted game of chase, I could’ve sworn I heard Megan yowling up in the spire. What was a distant squawk of “I’m cumming,” was short-lived and sounded as if it was snuffed out with a kiss. A little later it was Melanie I was sure I heard crying out about climaxing. Having let the girls get their needed climaxes over I headed up to see them, though only one of the two would be happy seeing me.

Rounding the last stair I came to the top of the spire and the area we had designated to meet. The two women were there, their naked beautifully hour-glassed shapes wound around each other. Long legs intertwined with pelvises lightly pressing into one another. Quietly I stood watching Melanie’s gracefully rounded butt cheeks tighten and relax kissing her pussy lips into Megan’s. Their mouths matched their pussies, carelessly touching in a dance all their own.

I was about to leave when Megan spotted me. “Melanie, Rusty is here,” she said cheerfully.

“I was just leaving. You two aren’t done and I’d be intruding.” I started turning around.

“No don’t leave,” Megan said quickly. “I need a good dick fucking.”

Melanie sounding a bit hurt offered, “No, I can go. You and Red Dick can have your tryst without me being a fifth wheel.”

Megan held Melanie tight while I said, “No we can do it some other time. You two look so peaceful and beautiful there curled up together. I’d hate to break that up.”

“Both of you stay,” Megan demanded. “I want both of you here.”

“But Red said something about slow lovemaking. I don’t know how you do that with three.” Melanie said

I wanted to say she didn’t know anything about lovemaking, period. But what I saw, coming upon them, looked like the beginnings or ends of it. I couldn’t tell which. “I’m sure we can work it out,” I said though not having any idea how.

“Yes, I know how.” Megan unwound from Melanie, only to slide down her graceful body kissing her way over Melanie’s neck and breast. She took a second longer at the delicate point. Megan kissed the underside of the immaculate breast before turning her head. Pressing her ear to Melanie’s skin, she said, “You can stay right here like this so I can hear the heartbeat of the woman I love. While the man I’m pretty sure I love makes love to me.”

Running her fingers through Megan’s red hair petting her, Melanie said, “Ok, I can do that for you.” She stressed the ‘for you’ while giving me an evil eye.

“That’ll be perfect,” I said adding,” I want the two women I care about most in this world to be happy.”

Megan reaching up suggested, “Then come join us.” She helped me to the temporary nest of stolen blankets. I did my best to not touch Melanie as I joined the ravishing women.

I kissed Megan sweetly, gently holding her lip with mine while I stroked her cheek. She reciprocated in kind holding my lip between hers only lightly touching her tongue to it. All her fingers ran through what hair the military had left me, as our heads moved slightly with Melanie’s breathing.

The unusual pillow was not what I had envisioned when I said I would make love to Megan. Yet it was making her happy having Melanie stroke her hair soothingly. I kissed her across her lips and over to her ear lobe. Tenderly I pulled the small hanging flesh within my lips. I moved up her ear letting my tongue subtly graze its ridge. Tracing the ridge within her ear I whispered, “Megan ... It is ok to touch her, it doesn’t change how I feel about you.”

Unexpectedly Megan hugged me tight to her naked body, “God I do love you, so much.” The hug lasted a while before her hands were at my shorts-covered ass. She squeezed my cheeks through the shorts pressing me down into her. Her lips were back on mine not as tenderly but not with the sexual urgency I had felt from her at other times. The kisses were an interlude on the way to my ear, where she mimicked what I had done. All the way down to the whisper. “Ruston ... I need to feel your naked body on mine.”

I stroked the side of her small yet smashed breast with the back of my fingernails. The ethereal contact brought up some goosebumps. Maintaining the breezy touch, I found her other ear. Its time between my lips was similar to the first one. Again our conversation was done at a whisper, “Give me a minute.”

I was out of my shirt and shorts in no time. Megan luxuriously stretched out like a cat waking from a nap, sliding one hand under her pillow’s thigh. Seeing Melanie’s panties she said, “Melanie, I think he is just stubborn enough to win our bet. Then we’re both in trouble.”

Removing the panties, I returned to her sans clothing. Kissing her cheek I said, “Yes you are but it’s the kind of trouble you like.” I returned to kissing pouty lips and running my hand along her hourglass curves, starting at her thighs. Not stopping, my hands tickled her underarms causing a giggle, before going up her outstretched arms. Megan jumped when they went under her and up to her chest on the other side. I brought them back down the same way they traveled up to Megan’s hands, not veering off her arms.

Megan on the other hand was petting the bottom of Melanie’s pussy lips. The blonde spread her legs a little wider as time passed. I did my best to ignore the musky scent coming from her recently climaxed twat, and I directed my attention to Megan. My mind was on Megan and the beautiful soul and body she possessed. Unfortunately, my subconscious was on how delicious Melanie smelled. Which one of those had my cock a granite pole I wouldn’t want to say.

Megan was already ready for me. She’d climaxed recently and had her pussy tended to by Melanie until I arrived. Shortly after my cock pressed into her hip, Megan requested while spreading her legs. “Please lay on me, I want to feel your body as we...” She paused choosing her words, “share one body ... becoming one with each other.”

I found it interesting, she could call it making love once but not a second time. I didn’t feel the need to rock the boat, “Yeah one with you is all I could ask for.” Her breasts were smashed under my chest as I kissed her moving so both of her thighs pressed on my hips. Taking the hand from Melanie’s breast, she pointed my dick at her pussy, when I raised up.

It took over two minutes just to get all of the mushroomed head into her, at which point I slowed my insertion even more. Megan stiffened bellowing out,” Oh God ... Holy fuck, Rusty.”

Melanie pushed on my shoulder raising my chest off of Megan’s. “Stop it, Rusty ... Stop it now you’re hurting her, you bastard.”

“God don’t you stop. Go faster ... shit you’re taking fucking forever.” She said contradicting Melanie, “You feel so good, I want to feel full of you. Shove it in already.”

“I said we were going to go a speed a snail would think is slow,” I told Megan. Looking at the hand pressing on my shoulder raising me up I said to Melanie, “it is good you care about her. But, I do too and won’t ever hurt her or cause her pain.”

“But causing me frustration ... he is fine with.” Her eyes twinkled a little as she smiled. “I get slow, but glacier’s move faster.” Wrapping her legs around me Megan put her feet on my ass. My hands were on her hips in a flash blocking her attempts at pulling herself up onto my rod.

My dick didn’t lose its rigidity or size, allowing me to fill her vagina over the course of ten minutes. At the slow speed, it was as if her cunt opened for me not fighting the addition of my pole. Megan bitched and moaned about how long it was taking me to sink my dick into her up to my balls. Kissing and stroking my back and shoulders while being filled; she panted and sucked on my nipples a couple of times when I felt her cervix against my helmet.

While the plan was to be the only person she paid attention to while we made love, plans aren’t always realized. Melanie stroked Megan’s red hair while I stroked her body. Only a couple of times did my fingers meet with Melanie’s. Most of the time, our touching was the catalyst for the beauty queen’s hands rocketing away. In those times, I would move from Megan’s lips to her neck giving her the chance to kiss and suck on the underside of Melanie’s tit without making a big deal of it.

When my balls did finally rest, pressed up against her damp ass, Megan moaned, “Ah gawd I do love the way your cock stretches me. You do fill a girl up so magnificently. Mmm ... I think I could keep you in me forever. Just the three of us up here loving on each other in the way only our bodies can show.”

I thought it good she said three keeping Melanie from being too much a fifth wheel. The extraction of my dick took almost the same amount of time as inserting it. The contraction of the tight sheath wrapping my dick. Plus, the smell of sex wafting from Melanie each time Megan quickly parted her wet folds, kept me granite hard. All the while, Megan’s tongue would become more demanding and her kiss more intense when she snuck in the gropes of her female lover.

After forty minutes of foreplay including my cock creeping along up her vagina for the fifth time, Megan begged, “Please ... it’s too slow. I love the feeling of you in me but I need more. I want to cum with you before the heat melts all of us away.” She was right, we all were getting sweaty, even Melanie.

I capitulated to her request and our thrust took on a lazy Sunday drive fuck. The new speed generated squelches, squishes, and sloshes from our groins. The added energy added to the perspiration and our wet bodies slid effortlessly across each other. Megan’s moans and gasps increase as I felt her heels start pressing on my ass. Her “Ah’s and “Oh yeah’s” increased as did the time her mouth was left agape.

Wiping the sweat from her cheeks and brow, even while drops of sweat ran off my nose onto her face, I stared into her lovely and alive green eyes. I wished I could do more than run my dick in and out of her, to truly express how I felt about her. Those thoughts were broken when pushing her wet hair back off her face, my hands ran into Melanie’s. This time the splat of mine and Megan’s sexes slapping together was heard over her excited utterances of pleasure. Melanie intertwined her fingers with mine as she covered my hand. She kept our hands interlocked and together we stroked and brushed Megan’s hair back.

When Megan closed her eye’s letting out a guttural moan, I looked over at Melanie. Her blue eyes were saying something completely different than her earlier words. They were soft and she smiled at me when her gaze shifted to our shared love. I hoped she saw the joy I felt at her gesture, which I saw as huge.

With Melanie’s hand on mine, my thrusting in and out of Megan increased all the more. Raising up slowly hammering her pussy with my rod, her whole body was tossed up at our pelvises’ collisions. Her small tits jiggled so sexily and her stomach muscles pulsated at my dick pushing up under her midriff. Meeting my pelvis’s advances with ones of her own, softly she kept saying to herself, “Gawd, I feel it coming.” The shake of her thighs and pulsating of her cunt meant it was coming fast. “Augh ... Rusty harder ... please harder, I’m gonna cum.” Closing her eyes, pressing her head harder into Melanie she arched back. Her pussy rippling around my pole while she shrieked, “Oh fuck yes!” She stiffened and her breathing became labored while the rippling became a vice.

The hard squeeze of my cock by her sodden satin cunt, elevated my nuts dripping with Megan’s thickened fluid. I felt my dick try twitching in Megan’s clenched pipe. My own breathing also labored as my hips sucked up the last of my energy fighting to get my cock even deeper. My sight narrowed and the light dimmed in my brain letting me see only Megan’s face contort in libertine pleasure. My seed sprayed from my slit like a fire hose on steroids. When one jet ended the next was already starting, I howled, “Ah yes ... You’re so beautiful ... God so beautiful.” The semen continued erupting from me as I fell lifeless onto her.

When the synapses in my brain finally stopped firing in absolute carnal pleasure, my senses returned. One of the things I noticed immediately was Melanie’s hand hadn’t uncurled from mine. Additionally, sometime during my orgasm, she’d moved my hand to her breast. Using her fingers to manipulate mine, she had me squeezing and massaging her tit. The nipple atop it poked into my palm. I left my hand pliable to her movements, enjoying the feel of her firm breast rising and falling in a quickened manner.

Not losing sight of who I was still embedded in I smiled saying, “You’re wonderful. Maybe we will stay up here forever.”

“Mmm ... If you want to I’m game.” Megan said wrapping her arms around me her whole body still trembling.

Intending to keep Melanie from feeling like a hanger-on I teased. “Ok but only if we get to keep the very beautiful and what looks to be equally comfortable headrest.” She squeezed my hand resulting in her firm breast molding to the curves and bends of my fingers.

Megan’s eyes followed my arm and turned her head in time to see Melanie squeezing her own breast using my hand. She grinned and kissed the underside of the mound in my hand. “ Oh, it’s the most comfortable place I’ve ever laid my head. But, I don’t know it is an awfully big pillow for one. You should try it.”

Melanie spoke up, “I’m right here and I can hear you know. And I’m no pillow, though I don’t mind my stomach being a nice place to rest for my beautiful woman.” She added, “and the guy who brings her pleasure,” shocked me. I was floored at, “It’s ok Rusty, you can put your head on me.”

My dick was still half-hard and buried in Megan’s twat. I slid over on her and rested my head on Melanie’s abdomen. My wet ear pressed on her smooth and equally sweaty skin as my nose was assaulted by her splendid aroma. Megan turned her head towards mine mouthing the word, “Wow”

Amazed at the change, I didn’t miss the opportunity to involve her even more. “I bet Megan could use the masterful loving caress of the woman that loves her to go along with my not so artful touch,” I suggested. Looking at Megan who was grinning ear to ear, I asked, “What do you say? Are you willing to give up the headrest?”

“God yes.” She wiggled and moved enough for my shrunken cock to pull out of her with a pop, and a small pussy fart that made us all chuckle.

Melanie released my hand and scrambled to the other side of Megan. Her lithe body stretched out; draping her long smooth leg over Megan’s equally smooth thigh. Megan’s arm wrapped beneath Melanie, and she grazed a hand over Melanie’s flawless ass. For her part, Melanie hadn’t attempted to cut me out by covering all of Megan’s petite body with her own. Instead, she aligned herself where her nipple kissed Megan’s. The hand that had held mine caressed the cleavage of that breast, while the other went to stroking her red hair.

When I aligned myself in much the same manner my half-hard cock lay on her thigh while I covered both of their smooth legs with my lightly-haired one. I, too, traced a finger along the inside of Megan’s cleavage up to her nipple, amidst the other one began stroking her red hair. Megan commented, “Now this truly is heaven. I can’t imagine sitting on a cloud strumming a harp could be better than this.” First, she pulled on Melanie’s shoulder dragging her in for a long French kiss. Releasing her, I was next to be pulled into a kiss.

Megan tasted different than she had minutes before. Her mouth tasted of both she and Melanie. I rapidly swirled my tongue around and over hers, sucking up the taste of the two women before it was gone. When none of Melanie’s flavor lingered I came up for air, only to be startled by Megan’s drawing both of us in.

I hadn’t ever been part of a three-way kiss before and was sure Melanie would’ve none of it. But once again, I was mistaken and thrilled at her response. The combination of four lips and two tongues sharing mine and each other was erotic like nothing else I had ever done. The two tongues in my mouth imparted their flavor on different taste buds. The succulent flavors blend together into a melody that was even sweeter, and better than I could’ve ever imagined.