Chapter 17

Every stroke of my cock going in and out of Sergeant Kara Soares worked very well with similar thrusts from my comrade, Second Lieutenant Aaron Goldberg. Each of us timed it as well as we could, ensuring that she didn’t have any time where her pussy was vacant for even a second. Sometimes, and more often than expected, we overlapped and I felt his dick next to mine inside her juicy twat, of course, which excited her even more.

“Oh, God ... fuck, yeah! You guys ... fuck ... this is ... great!” Kara shouted as she creamed herself on our pricks.

We didn’t have as much time for our threesome as we wished to go all-out, of course. We knew that we would have to take a rain check on the other activities, especially the parts that involved me butt-fucking each of them. It didn’t matter. It was an intense, powerful encounter that none of us would forget, short-lived though it might be.

Sure, we would have to go to sleep almost as soon as we all came, but while it lasted, our night of passion would be one to remember for the rest of our lives. 0300 hours might come early, but we would enjoy what was left of our evening as best we could before dozing off to catch some shut-eye just before work. Kara squeezed us both with the new few strokes, causing Aaron to erupt inside her, followed quickly by me.

She looked divine, though she probably didn’t feel that way, being all hot as we waited for the sweat to cool us down. It being where we were, we would unwind and enjoy cuddling on Kara’s bed before we had to return to our own. We finally rose and went back to our own quarters, wishing that we had time to just bask in the glory of our first devil’s threesome.

Whatever else happened, though, we would always have that double vag fuck and the nice slimy sensation as we felt each other’s jizz inside her. No doubt Kara would recall it fondly, too. Of course, she had to leave our quarters and go to her regular barracks the next day, but one never knew when we might get another chance, right? Certainly once we left the Militia we would, or at least any of us who survived and demobilized from it.

We didn’t have time to shower together, either, so Kara went first, taking advantage of the nicer quarters that we officers had compared to an enlisted woman like herself. I took a moment to ogle her sweet ass as she came out of it and I took my turn. I got out just in time to watch the happy couple make out with great urgency. By then, she was dressed and Aaron was still nude, as she had to depart and he still had to bathe.

0300 definitely came every bit as early as we feared. I was glad that I already showered, as we had to get straight to work, amid the sounds of gunfire that surprised me. It took me a moment to realize the significance of the shots that reverberated in the background. Firing squads. The Militia had executed some folks, almost certainly prominent Kluckers who had committed certain acts considered beyond the pale. Whether or not they had bothered with trials or tribunals was open to question.

I put it from my mind and kept at it as we replaced the graveyard shift medical staff. I had morphine drips to replace, for instance, and no, I didn’t have any more chances to deny Megan morphine. She was already discharged from the hospital and en route to DC. I wasn’t really interested, anyway. I had my revenge on her. That was behind me. I didn’t have time for any more grudges.

“Any news on what’s happening out there?” I asked Anne as we finally caught a breath some four hours later.

“Oh, yes, they found bodies. Lots of them. Mass graves full of black folks, Jews, and other minorities. They’ve been covered up and they plan a plaque or monument of some kind. They being the brass, of course. Evidently, this incarnation of the Klan decided to move past merely oppressing minorities, non-whites, people of color, etc. and simply exterminate them.

“That’s not the worst of it. They were still in the process of killing minorities when our troops overran them. Right up to the last minute and plenty of folks were rescued at the end. Mind you, the Reds did the same with the Amish, Mennonites, Pennsylvania Dutch, etc. Neither time nor patience for autonomous religious communities that had different ideas about society.