Chapter 560

The Prison Planet

... Jasmine leaned over and hungrily kissed her husband. “I don’t know why I feel this way, but I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life. Now make love to your soon-to-be new wives, but keep that beautiful cock out of their pussies for now.”

Although Ashley and Christine had made love with Morales several times over the time that they had known him, they had never had sex with him – or any man for that matter – while his wife watched. Now, they were going to do it with Jasmine watching. What if she suddenly changed her mind when things really became intimate?

Jasmine adjusted to get a better view when Morales moved between the two girls and kissed each of them lovingly before trailing kisses past Ashley’s neck to wind up tenderly suckling first one, then the other of her breasts. Ashley had responded, her passion building, but he stopped and turned to Christine.

When Morales began the same routine with her, Christine didn’t seem to be responding as fervently as Ashley had. Hmmm. She seems to be expecting me to do the same things in the same order as I did to Ashley. I wonder if I can change things up a bit and surprise her?

Instead of going on to suck Christine’s nipples the way he had Ashley’s, he bypassed Christine’s breasts before rapidly sliding down her luscious body to lock his open mouth over her pussy, his tongue sliding up her slit until he reached her clit. Just as quickly, he closed his lips around it and gently sucked.

Christine certainly wasn’t expecting him to reach her pussy so quickly, and was completely unprepared. When he licked her clit, although ever so gently, she squealed and tried to sit up. He was hard put not to laugh. He couldn’t lick and laugh at the same time, but he did manage to chuckle. Ashley giggled as Christine’s legs slammed closed on Morales’ head, but he was expecting that and was ready. The shock from zero to one hundred as an Alpha suddenly licked her clit sent Christine hurtling toward her first orgasm. Gasping and squirming, she did that less than a minute later. Tomorrow, Morales would tease her about trying to make a pancake out of his head. Her screams of release started both Ashley and Jasmine giggling.

Fifteen minutes of near-constant orgasms, and she was out of it, not entirely unconscious, but just lying there with a silly grin on her face while her conscious mind was still somewhere in La La Land.

Watching Morales repeatedly bringing her partner to orgasm had Ashley more than ready when he finally returned to her. “Shall I brush my teeth first? I might still have a bit of pussy juice on my lips,” he teased.

“If you dare get up from here right now, I’ll scream,” she warned.

He decided to kiss her for a moment before he continued where he left off with her breasts, but the look she gave him brought that to a halt. “Oh, Baby,” she said, her eyes misting, “I suppose you’re tired of hearing us saying it, but we thought we had lost you forever. Now that we’ve found you, we’re going to attack you every time Jasmine will permit it. Without her, we would never have seen you again,” she whispered as the tears started in earnest.

Morales, feeling helpless, held the woman in his arms until the sobs finally turned into sniffles. Jasmine brought water, and he gave Ashley a paper towel from a roll near the bed. When everything was back to normal, and she had apologized for the waterworks, Morales tentatively leaned to kiss her again.

He should have noticed the glint in her eyes, but astonishing him, she grabbed the back of his head and slammed her mouth into his hard enough to make him wonder if she had cracked a tooth. When she finally let him breathe, she smiled coyly and said, “We thought we had lost you forever, but because of Jasmine, we now have you. We’re never going to let you go again. One of these days, we’ll all be married, and I can have you the way I want so badly, but with Christine, you have just reminded me how good you are with your tongue.”

He took the hint and moved to kiss all around her pussy, but slowed down again, taking time to kiss ever nearer her clit. Minutes later and just before she grabbed his ears and put his mouth where she wanted it, he relented, and ever so gently, sucked her. She hissed out a, “Yessss,” as her knees involuntarily locked about his head, but a lot more gently than her partner had. In like manner, her orgasm built slower than Christine’s first one had, but when Ashley got there, she was every bit as loud as Christine.

Damn. I love these two as much as I do my wife, Morales thought as he began licking again, now very gently, as the girl seemed to shake at his slightest touch.

Christine, with it once again, reached a loving hand over to touch her partner’s hand. Morales saw her and remembered what Jeff had said. “Hold her hand and don’t let go,” he instructed. Christine looked a question at him, but he motioned, and she obeyed him. A moment later, knowing it wouldn’t work, but somehow believing Jeff, anyway, Morales tried to follow the Prime’s instructions. Amazing him, Christine gasped, stared at him, then with her eyes open wide and a smile on her face, she flopped back on the bed while still holding Ashley’s hand.

Christine’s smile quickly changed to a look of wonder before she suddenly arched her body in time with Ashley’s. A few minutes later, as Ashley orgasmed the second time, so did Christine, both girls gasping out a long whimper.

Diana had spent time trying to convince Jasmine that such a thing was possible with an enhanced Alpha. Now, it obviously seemed to be working with Ashley and Christine.

Morales paused his licking to say, “Jas, grab Christine’s hand.”

“But...”

“Now, Baby. Hurry and take her other hand.”

Oh, my goodness, Jasmine thought. Diana told me all about this, but surely it won’t work with me.

Even thinking that, she obeyed her husband. With a sigh of resignation and knowing it wouldn’t work with her anyway, she grabbed Christine’s hand ... and hissed in a breath. It was as if she had suddenly moved into Christine/Ashley’s body. Her, no their orgasm, was already building yet again.

Damn, he’s good, Jasmine/Ashley/Christine thought, as the next orgasm slammed through them and wouldn’t seem to stop. Eventually, their triple screams awakened the chickens. The older hens’ repeated, “Peckaak, Peckaak, Peckaak,” added to the squawking of the younger hens and the flapping of Junior’s wings as he launched himself to circle for a moment before coming back to land. If Morales had known what his chicken buddy was doing, he would have worried. But since the only light was coming from the blazing fire quite a distance away and since Morales was far too involved with his face buried in a pussy while licking for all he was worth, he didn’t notice.

After only a few minutes, the women all screamed themselves unconscious. Morales, left with his dick so hard it hurt, flopped disgustedly down beside Jasmine. With a sigh, he stroked his dick a few times before semen fountained high into the air. The first two spurts landed on his belly and the last two puddled on his groin.

Planning to go clean up, disgusted that he had to jerk off with three beautiful and nude women lying on the bed, he came to his feet with a sigh as the chickens continued to make an occasional complaint. He turned to glance back in their direction, but could see only a vague outline and several shining eyes reflecting the firelight. “Oh, mind your own business,” he grumbled.

While he cleaned himself, Morales mentally went over what had happened. He was well pleased with how things had worked out – except... My dick is still hard and they’re lying there sound asleep with smiles on their faces. It’s great that all three women seemed to enjoy themselves, but I intended to fuck Jasmine, not just jerk off. And besides, my dick is still hard. Dammit, I thought it was a good idea to have Jasmine join in, but I didn’t expect my idea to come back and bite me in the ass.

After glancing down at his cock, again steel-hard despite his having jerked off that one time, he, frustrated, decided they didn’t care enough about him to give him relief even after he had given them so many orgasms. Although he wouldn’t have characterized it as such, rather than wake one of them up, he was going to be a martyr.

The next morning, the girls were awakened by the rooster crowing – he wasn’t far and was loud. Both girls’ first thoughts were, What was that? Then, their sleep-fogged minds remembered Junior’s attempts at crowing. A second after that and their thoughts were again similar, I’m going to kill that rooster.

Jasmine yanked the fur off the girls’ practically nude bodies – they still had on their flimsy negligees – to the accompaniment of indignant squeals as the cold of the cave jarred them fully awake.

“Hurry and get dressed. I have to pee,” Jasmine said as she tossed them yesterday’s clothes. “You can dig what you intend to wear today out of your backpacks when we come back inside.”

When they were all dressed, Morales was waiting for them by the door, ready to hand Jasmine her rifle before passing out lanterns to all of them.

Both Ashley and Christine gave Morales a quick hug as he cautioned them to let Jasmine, the wolves and him exit the cave first. As soon as the girls came past the door, Ashley whined, “When the rooster crowed, I thought it would be daylight. What time is it?”

“We’ll talk about it when we get back inside,” Morales told them.

Outside, he escorted the women to the outbuildings where they divided up as they had last night. Unable to wait, Morales decided to water a tree, and was waiting for them when they came out.

“So, what time is it, anyway?” Ashley asked again.

“Well, I suppose that’s debatable, since the length of the day here is different from Earth’s. I occasionally reset my watch to 6:00 A.M. to coincide with sunup. So, with that in mind, it’s five-thirty – well, at least according to my watch.”

“Does that ... rooster do that every morning? I mean crow before daylight?” Christine asked.

“Like clockwork,” Jasmine returned. “Right, Baby?”

“Yeah, I suppose,” he returned as he escorted them back inside.

When they were in the cave, Ashley whispered to Jasmine, “He seems awfully abrupt this morning. Is he mad at us, or is it just because it’s so early?”

As soon as Jasmine opened her mouth to respond, she realized that she might very well know why her husband was so quiet this morning. “Oh, crap,” she absently replied. As she watched him working on restarting the fire, she asked, “Did either of you wake up after he made love to you last night?”

The girls looked at each other for a second before both shook their heads.

“Me, either, which means that he didn’t get off last night. Crap! He gave us wonderful orgasms, but we left him hanging. And ladies, if we’re going to share my man, then we’re going to share the problems, too. And... we’re going to fix this before it becomes a real problem.”

“So, what do we do?” Christine asked a second before she felt stupid. “Oh.”

“I’ll go take care of it,” Ashley said.

“No,” Jasmine returned louder than she meant to. “Look, go start a cook fire, please – a small one. I need to apologize to my husband and see if he’ll let me give him some relief. I should have taken care of him last night; he certainly did for all of us.”

While Christine and Ashley were starting their second cook fire, Jasmine took her husband’s hand. “I’m sorry,” she quietly said.

“For what?” he returned, pretending not to know.

“You very well know what. Last night should have been a high night. You had Ashley and Christine back, but instead, we left you hanging. Baby, please forgive me. It was unintentional, and we didn’t even realize it until we noticed your mood this morning.”

“Dammit, Jas,” he almost snarled, “I spent over an hour doing my best to please the three of you, and then nothing. You don’t realize how turned on I was. I mean, you not only permitted me to make love to those two, but...”

And she kissed him – hard. Both ways. “Come on,” she said while taking his hand when she felt his erection pressing against her. “We will not start our marriage out with me leaving my husband hanging...”

He was shaking his head. “Not a big deal,” he tried to say. “I went forever without getting off when you first came here. I didn’t have a way to jerk off without your being aware, so I just did without...”

“While I got myself off every night,” she inserted. “So, why didn’t you?”

“As I said, I couldn’t without your knowing,” he sighed out. “What was I going to do? Hey, Jas. I’m going farther back in the cave to jerk off? But once we were married and started making love half a dozen times a day, well, I got used to it, and I suspect that enhancement thing exacerbated my wanting to – a lot.”