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Quaranteam: SE - Team Davies Ch. 06
🕑 Added 2025-01-13 13:07:21 +0000 UTCQuaranteam: Southeast – Team Davies
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Dramatis Personae
Team Davies
Joshua ‘Miles’ Davies – Captain, USN [DOB: 07OCT1980] Sustainability Subject Matter Expert, in charge of Operation Endure, Cubmaster for Pack 479, Asst. Scoutmaster for Troop 479(b)
Sean Michael Davies – [DOB: 08MAR2010] Miles’ son, WEBELOS Scout in Pack 479, 4th Grade
Penelope (Penny) Jade Sommers – [DOB: 09SEP1984] Miles’ former sister-in-law, first partner, Senior Registrar at Alachua County Tax Collector’s Office, Asst. Scoutmaster for Troop 479(g)
Elise (Ellie) Crystal Sommers – [DOB: 01APR2010] Penny’s daughter, WEBELOS Scout in Pack 479, 4th Grade
Janet (Jan) Alicia Seward – [DOB: 02JUN1990] Miles’ Second Partner, Elementary School Teacher, FL Virtual School, Committee Chair for Pack 479
Trent Albert Seward – [DOB: 03JAN2012] Jan’s son, Bear Cub, Pack 479, 3rd Grade
Debra Hanna Jansen – 1LT, USAF [DOB: 18FEB1996] Miles’ Third Partner, 144th Medical Airwing, TAD Operation Endure
Ava Marie Chavez – 2LT, USAF [DOB: 17AUG1998] Miles’ Fourth Partner, 22nd Logistics Wing, TAD Operation Endure
Sophia Anne Palmer – [DOB: 14FEB1999] Miles’ Fifth Partner – Senior, UF, Sustainability Engineering Program, Intern on Operation Endure
Madison (Maddie) Abigail Jeffries – [DOB: 21JUL1999] Miles’ Sixth Partner – Senior, UF Electrical Engineering Program, Intern on Operation Endure
Chapter 6
All Characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are over the age of 18.
*** Gainesville, FL – 0600 - Saturday, August 1, 2020***
Miles was the first to awaken, having taken the initial watch the previous evening. He crept out of bed and went to the bathroom, going through his morning ablutions before he looked around for Ava, who’d opted for the last watch. He found her sitting nude in the reclining chair in his den, having rotated it to look out the south-facing window. He quietly approached her, bending low to nuzzle her ear, making her shudder and smile at him. Reaching up, she put her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her, planting a deeply sensual kiss on his lips. “Good morning, dear,” she purred sultrily at him, rubbing her nose against his while staring into his eyes.
She rose from the chair and indicated he should sit in it, then carefully climbed into the chair with him, sitting astride his lap, facing him so that they could kiss some more. Miles reached one arm up and curled it around Ava, pulling her close to him, while running his other hand along her waist to her hip, stroking her curves appreciatively. They continued to kiss for many minutes, luxuriating in one another’s presence, until his erection became uncomfortable.
Ava, sensing his discomfort, adjusted herself so that she could trap his cock between them, arranging it upward along his belly, which allowed her to gently slide her damp crease up and down along his hardness, leaving him more wet with each pass. Miles groaned softly into her mouth as she rubbed up and down along his shaft, teasing him, and making him want her more with each passing moment.
Finally, as Miles was beginning to get a bit overstimulated, Ava lifted her hips, reached down between them to grasp his manhood, angled him upward slightly, and slowly engulfed him with her hungry wet quim. Sliding down as far as she was able to go, she took him all the way to her cervix, and then sat still, not lifting, just squeezing him with her vaginal walls. She remained thus for many minutes, allowing herself to stretch slightly to further accommodate him, continuing to kiss him passionately the entire time.
For his part, Miles was content to allow her to set the pace, enjoying the sensual kissing while flexing his cock within her tightness, enjoying the slight moans this evoked from her. Her diamond-hard nipples scraped erotically across his chest as she began undulating slowly in his lap, making just the smallest of movements at first, barely shifting at first, but building ever so slowly, just a little further with each cycle. The entirety of it all was blissful agony for Miles, but he held himself still – fighting the impulse to thrust in and out of her - letting her choose the speed, knowing that she wanted to control this moment.
Pulling one hand from his hair, Ava reached slowly down between them, angling her hips to create a tiny gap between them, until she was able to rub her clitoris. Having barely touched herself, and then only with the slightest of flicks across her bean, he felt her snug walls grip him tight, then convulse over and over as she came. Devouring her mouth, he continued to explore her body with his hands, reaching one up into the gap she’d left to squeeze her tit, rubbing his thumb across her sensitive nipple. This stimulus served to intensify her orgasm, propelling her to a new height, for which she thanked him by intensifying their kiss, moaning lewdly into his mouth.
Encouraged by her response, Miles brought his other hand up to fondle her other breast, squeezing them both softly, but firmly – rubbing her engorged nipples with his thumbs, then pinching them, tugging, giving them twists. He was feeling his way forward now judging by her responses – louder moan, harder pinch – and she was rewarding him by increasing the vigor of her movements upon him, rising more with each hump, dropping down onto him harder, gyrating her hips more wildly.
As much as Miles wanted to make this last as long as she needed him to, he felt the familiar tension beginning to build in his balls, that old tightness heralding his pending eruption. She must have sensed it as well, as she quickly shifted gears and began to simply lift herself until almost off of him, then drop down suddenly upon his cock, ramming its head hard against the entrance to her womb, only to do it again. Over and over, she plunged herself down upon him, as if trying to force him through the barrier, until she felt his cock begin to flex and swell within her. With one final thrust, she held still while his mighty manhood spewed forth within her, painting her cervix, galvanizing her into such a climax of her own that she called out his name. “Oh, Miles! Yes! Yes! Give me your seed!”
Drawing her tightly against him in a viselike embrace, he held her until her shaking calmed, and her breathing slowed, stoking his fingers through her dark hair while kissing the juncture of her neck and shoulder, occasionally nipping at her with his teeth. He remained rock-hard within her but left the choice to her as to whether they would continue, or not.
Or that was his intention, at least. They’d apparently gotten a bit noisy – enough to wake the others. As Miles and Ava held each other, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, the other women began to softly clap their hands, not to tease, but to show their approval and admiration of what they’d just watched. The three others approached to touch them both, caressing Ava’s back, or simply stroking a hand along Miles’ shoulders. They each leaned in to kiss them both, then left the room, allowing the couple to relax and sort things out before they separated.
Sensing that their session was concluded for now, Miles allowed himself to soften within Ava’s confines, holding her and rocking them slowly in the chair until she began to move to extricate herself from atop him. He helped her to regain her feet, then watched in awe as she bent down to give him another long, thorough kiss, before turning to make her way into the shower, where the others had gone moments before.
He sat still where he’d been, allowing himself to contemplate life, considering all the changes that he’d endured in the recent past, as well as those that his partners had endured. He resolved that he would be the best partner for each of them that he could be, determined to give them what they needed for their happiness, in exchange for their commitment to him, and each other.
As he sat there, wondering how he would get up without making an even bigger mess – their combined love juices were pooled in his lap – a warm washcloth landed in his lap. He turned to watch Penny turn away, a grin spread across her face, as she called to him over her shoulder, “Reveille, reveille… All hands heave out and trice up! Time to hit the shower, Mr. Sailor-man!”
He could hear the other girls giggle at this, especially his two newest partners. Using the washcloth to gather the mess in his lap, he rose and went straight into the shower. ‘Yeah, sailorman! Time to get moving,’ he thought to himself.
*** Gainesville, FL – 1200 - Saturday, August 1, 2020***
The morning passed by quickly. Penny and Jan divided their time between the kids and various activities in the kitchen or far back bedroom/office. The two Air Force women opted to do some PT first thing, then came to check in with Miles. He’d made significant progress in the outline and high-level details of his proposal and went over them with his team. They listened carefully, interjecting feedback at times based on their recent experience helping Penny and Jan retrieve goods from their homes.
Just as they were getting ready to take a break for lunch, the doorbell rang. Miles looked knowingly at his partners, then walked out of his den to answer the door, just as Penny was coming that way from the kitchen. Miles waited until she was next to him, then opened the door. Standing on the doorstep, he saw a female in a bubble suit, holding a tablet computer, escorting two other females who were bundled up in Tyvek suits and PPE, each one holding onto a wheeled suitcase.
Penny moved aside to allow the two women wearing Tyvek to enter, while Miles signed the form on the tablet with his fingertip. The Air Force woman retrieved her pad, nodded her head, and gave them a ‘good luck!’ as she turned to head back to her white van.
As he closed the door, Miles turned to see Debra and Ava taking the bags from the new guests and placing them into the master suite, while Penny and Jan helped them remove their protective outerwear.
The first one to be freed from confinement was a mocha-skinned beauty, with long frizzy brown hair, lovely brown eyes, an engaging smile, standing at about five and a half feet tall, maybe 125 pounds, breasts a bit smaller than Penny’s – likely a B-cup – but a nice bubble butt, dressed in a Hitchhikers’ Guide Don’t Panic T-shirt, denim jeans and sandals.
Her companion stood a bit taller – Miles estimated her at about 5’9”, maybe a buck forty, with auburn hair in a pixie cut, green eyes, cute dimples, breasts on par with Penny’s – perhaps a bit perkier – and long legs. She was dressed in an Air Force T-shirt, a pair of cutoff jean shorts, and low-top hiking shoes. Jan took their Tyvek suits from them and went to put them into a bin with the others in the garage – the team had not yet decided whether they might be needed again in the future.
Both girls looked oddly familiar to him, but Miles couldn’t place where he might know them from. It finally clicked for him when the first girl began to introduce herself.
“I don’t know if you remember me or not… I’m -”
“Maddie Jeffries, of course!” he cut her off. “I thought I recognized you. You were a student in the Sustainable Engineering course I taught last year. I recognized your voice – you were a very active participant! Which would make you…” he turned to the other girl, narrowing his eyes in thought, “Sophia Palmer… also from that same class. Equally memorable. Now, you wouldn’t be related to one General Martha Palmer by chance, would you?”
The redhead met his gaze evenly, with only the slightest pause before replying to him. “Nailed it in one, Mr. Davies,” she responded, not even trying to hide her grin. “Martha Palmer is my mother.”
Miles’ poker face held, if just barely, while his mind raced, chasing down any number of tangents to the potential situation this presented. “Is your mother aware of your participation, and partner selection concerning the Quaranteam program?” he asked her, maintaining an even tone, displaying no emotion one way or another.
“Actually, yes. I won’t bore you all with childish protestations regarding my right to make my own choices, blah, blah, blah,” she answered in an equally even tone, matching Miles’ emotional barrenness for a moment, before betraying herself with a brief smirk. “I was a bit surprised when I didn’t have to work very hard to sell her the idea of me partnering with you, however, given our age difference. Apparently, she knows something about you already, Mr. Davies. It didn’t matter that my arguments were already marshaled, that I was ready to extoll your virtues, tell her how you were an amazing teacher, a handsome man whom I admire, that I’d had a crush on you for the past year, that the Oracle thingy said we’d be a good match, yadda-yadda; she just accepted it when I mentioned your name, nodded to herself and said something along the lines of ‘good choice’ before she hugged me and went back to work, whatever the hell that entails. Hell, I didn’t even have to explain to her that Maddie and I are a thing and that I wanted to be with her wherever she went, and when she said she wanted to be with you, I was totes onboard with it”
He was mildly surprised at this last part, as the women around him chuckled at his expense. Deciding to roll with it for now, Miles turned to the other of the two new women. “Madison,” he intoned gravely, deliberately using her actual first name instead of her chosen nickname, raising one eyebrow as if in challenge, “please tell me why you would choose to saddle yourself with a partner such as myself – at nearly twice your age - when there must be a variety of better, more age-adjacent males left from which to choose.” He watched carefully, trying to make sure she was listening, not already defensive, wanting to observe how she assembled her response. He was not disappointed.
Maddie drew in a deep breath as she carefully considered her response. ‘This man wants to play chess, let’s play chess’ she thought to herself. Squaring her shoulders, her body language conveying resolution, she looked him directly in the eyes as she explained her reasoning. “Miles, you are correct – there are several males closer to my age that are available from which I could have selected to partner. Oracle presented me with many alternatives, but I listed you as a person with whom I would like to partner. My reasons were simple. You offer clear advantages over others ‘almost half your age’,” she emphasized with air quotes, “such as an established track record of ‘been there, done that’, a decorated military veteran, a demeanor that speaks to your critical thinking skills, a mind that I admire, and a physique that I willingly admit I’ve rubbed off to on more than one occasion. I’ve had a crush on you since the second day of class last year, and if this is my chance to partner with my crush then, by all that’s holy, I am going to take it!” she concluded with a fire in her eyes. “I was thrilled when the Air Force people told me that Sophia and I could stick together if that was our expressed preference. Also, it didn’t hurt that Oracle said you and I matched in the high eightieth percentile.”
“So, you’re a lesbian couple, but willing to try sex with a male?” Penny asked Maddie.
“Oh, no – just speaking for myself, I’m definitely bi,” Maddie replied brazenly. “Sophia and I were roomies with benefits before the lockdown began, and we sorta grew closer over the past few months. But a girl has needs, am I right?”
Sophia clapped her hand on Maddie’s shoulder, cheering her on. “Preach, girl!”
Miles nodded, satisfied that both seemed to be walking into this situation with eyes wide open, and stepped forward to give each of them a welcoming hug before standing aside to let the other women on his team do the same. This broke the ice, and suddenly the room was filled with conversation as the women exchanged questions and led the two newcomers to the living room where they could all sit and be comfortable. Penny offered to bring them each something to drink, while Jan asked if they’d eaten yet. As his first two partners disappeared into the kitchen, Miles went to his den to fetch his tea, then returned to sit in his chair and enjoy the new partners getting to know the others. Occasionally he would speak up, interjecting some detail into the conversation, but mostly he sat back to observe and absorb. The two Air Force officers were very interested in hearing more about Maddie and Sophia’s experiences as students with Miles as their instructor, each gaining new insights into how their man’s mind worked, while the two younger women wanted to know more about how each of the other four came to know him and what their interactions with him were like before the current crisis.
Miles paid close attention as Penny explained their previous relationship, listening carefully for any pangs of regret, but all he heard was her sorrow at how they’d each endured significant personal losses, from their spouse to their oldest offspring, and that, when all seemed most desperate to her, he’d been there for her, to take her into his life on a new, deeper level and keep her and her daughter safe and loved. He relaxed as he heard Penny explain this to the others, all but Jan hearing this for the first time. There was no trace of regret to her choices, and she stressed that to all of them, saying that she was confident that some higher power was looking out for them all in this matter, and that Miles possessed the strength of mind and character that they would all need to see them through to the other side. He looked at the rest of their faces, seeing each of the women nodding in agreement, each looking in his direction with renewed respect. He fought down a sudden swell of emotion, Penny having so cleanly laid bare her thoughts that she plucked his heartstrings as would have a master harpist. Inside, he wept.
Jan went next, describing to the others how she came to know Miles and his family through the scouting program, how he’d taken the time to teach her what she needed to be a good committee member, and later the committee chair, and how the other adult leaders all held him in high regard. They laughed at a shared memory of the Pinewood Derby from this past January, when Miles had casually filled the empty time in between races by walking around the room with his microphone telling Dad jokes to keep the parents and cub scouts from getting restless. When Maddie asked him where he’d come up with the jokes, he admitted that he’d googled ‘dad jokes’ on his cell phone and was simply reading them from a website. This earned him some props from his other partners for being quick on his feet. Jan told one or two more stories about events that revealed how good he was at working with kids, which impressed her, raising her estimation of him considerably.
Debra picked up by discussing how funny Miles was when they had first met, despite the pain he must have been enduring, how he’d risen to playfully poke fun at the Air Force, and how this caught her attention. That this man, clearly enduring his own personal hell, was trying to lighten her burden – that made her take a good look at him. Then, as she became more tangentially involved in his life, and was able to observe how he shouldered the burdens that had befallen him, continuing to rise and move forward when other men would have fallen in despair, while remaining gentle with the kids, still caring about others – she truly admired this man. When word came down that the Air Force was going to push harder on her to join a team, she considered her options and her choice was easy. This man was caring, and capable of being gentle, possessing strength unbowed. As soon as she learned that Miles was going to be reactivated to fulfill a prime role in Operation Endure, she made her choice.
“Made our choice, more like it,” Ava joined in, explaining that she and Debra became good friends when they were roommates together in college, that they met up again when the two were attending a training conference last year, and that Deb called her every day for the past week to chat with her about this man that she had met. “She kept going on and on about how this man was being buried in shit and yet managed to stand and keep going despite everything, how he inspired her, how he had a cute smile, how she wanted to run her hands through his hair, or stroke his beard, or feel it against her thighs”, her last comment making the others laugh, while Debra turned a deep shade of red. “She’d even managed to snap a picture of him when he wasn’t aware and sent me the photo. Yeah, I could see the attraction, I mean, meee-owww, am I right? Even without the beard, that’s still a mustache I wanna ride! So, when Deb told me she could swing it so I could come to Gainesville to join her on this new project working with him, I jumped at the chance. When I got here and she had me take the Oracle survey, I wondered at first but went along with her, and when it was all made clear what she had in mind, I was all in. Hubba-hubba, I get to work with this super sailor and make babies with him! I was like ‘Shit, girl, where do I sign?’”
The girls were all laughing at this when the thunder of a herd of buffalo could be heard descending the stairs into the kitchen. The laughter of the children preceded their arrival as they suddenly rounded the corner from the kitchen, past the dining room and pantry to burst into the living room. The three of them came to an abrupt halt and went silent upon noticing the two new women in the room.
Penny stood and gestured to the kids, beckoning them to step forward. “Children, I’d like you to meet these two young women who will be joining our household. It turns out that both were once students in a class that Miles taught last year, and both have volunteered to join our family and help us all. I’d like each of you to step forward and tell them your name, and how you come to be with us in this family.”
Sean, exuding confidence, stepped forward to introduce himself. “Hi! I’m Sean Davies. Miles is my dad, and Aunt Penny and Ms. Jan joined us last week after… after everything that happened. They brought my cousin Ellie and my friend Trent,” he told them, nodding to the other two children, then stepped back.
Ellie went next. “Hello,” she began, stepping forward as Sean had done, hands clasped in front of her. “My name is Elise, but I prefer just Ellie. My mom over there is Penny, and Miles is my uncle and my Cubmaster! Ms. Jan is the Committee Chair for our scout pack, and Trent is her son. I came here to stay with Uncle Miles last week when my mom, dad, and sister all went to the hospital.” Ellie paused to wipe a tear before continuing. “There’s been a lot of loss in our families, but now we’re all together, and I am so glad that you are going to be joining us!” She curtsied and then stepped back.
The smallest of the three stepped forward then, hands behind his back as he gathered his courage. “Hullo. My name is Trent, and I don’t know these people”, Trent said deadpan, causing Miles, Penny, and Jan to guffaw, and then laugh at his joke. “Seriously, I’m her son,” he raised one hand to point at Jan, “and it’s always just been mom and me. Now, we’ve joined Miles and Penny and the others, and I finally know what it’s like to have a big family! So, I’m very happy to meet you!” He was grinning ear to ear when he stepped back, Ellie giving him a side hug from one side while Sean mock-slugged him from the other side.
Maddie spoke up, taking the lead for the new additions. “It’s very nice to meet the three of you! I’m glad to know I’m not the youngest in this family,” she joked, winking at the kids while she beamed a wide smile. She lifted her arms, holding them wide apart, adding, “Now bring it in! I’m a hugger!”, which made the kids giggle as they rushed over to hug her. Sophia grinned and leaned in to join in on the group hug.
“All right, who’s ready for lunch?” Jan stood up, clapping her hands, and walking toward the kitchen. “We’ve got deli meats, PB&J, and some leftovers in the fridge, or I can put a pizza in the oven if you’d prefer. I’m heading into the kitchen, so all who want to eat, come on!”
The kids all gave Maddie and Sophia one final hug, then turned and ran after Jan into the kitchen. The rest of them slowly followed.
****
Miles walked Maddie and Sophia around, giving them a tour of the main house, then they went out to the outbuilding, where he pointed out a few of the features he thought they might find interesting, such as the solar panel array on the roof, the darkened screens covering the windows – meant to reduce the intensity of light permitted through the window, and thereby lower heat transfer - and the battery shed huddled up against one wall.
“So, what exactly was it you were trying to accomplish with this structure?” Maddie asked him, her eyes wide as she took it all in.
“It was going to be an experiment – call it proof of concept - at first,” Miles explained, walking around the first floor to point out additional features as he spoke. “I wanted to prove to myself what portion of electrical needs an array of solar panels could offset. I’d planned on reducing or offsetting the power needs of the building through the combination of things – solar and rechargeable batteries for the electrical loads, followed by rainwater catchment to reduce the water loads.” He walked over to a sink in the downstairs bathroom and turned the water on, then off again. “The water needs for this building are provided primarily by a well, with a septic tank for the wastewater.”
“That’s cool – I’d seen the battery shed on the side but missed the pump house for the well,” Sophia interjected, as she looked around. “What else?”
He bent down and opened the cabinet beneath the sink, pointing to a small compact device. “Tankless water heaters to deliver energy efficient, just-in-time hot water.”
“Nice!” both girls said at once, causing them to giggle at each other.
Miles walked over to one wall, near the windows, continuing his explanation. “I still haven’t gotten around to the next stage of the experiment, which was to use a whole house fan in combination with these dark mesh solar screens on all the windows to reduce the heat load on the house, helping to offset the cooling needs. I hoped to reduce dependency on air conditioning.”
Maddie cocked her head to one side, considering this new information for a moment before offering her opinion. “That would likely suffice for 3-6 months out of the year in this climate, right? Only during the moderate months.”
“That’s true,” he responded, fully enjoying the conversation with his former students, “but I was planning to look into alternative cooling systems for the warmer months, and more of a greenhouse effect for the cooler months.”
Sophia stopped and held up a hand to indicate he should pause. “Wait – how do you get a greenhouse effect in this structure? The walls and roof are opaque…”
“That’s correct; however, the large windows on the southern wall were intended to be part of the latter proof of concept. I initially intended to do more, like create more of a bump-out room with an all-glass roof and wall,” he walked over to the bay of windows, using his arms to demonstrate the scope of his vision, “and use that room as the heat source during the cooler months – at least during the day. I installed copper tubing beneath the flooring on both levels filled with light oil, which flows freely at room temperatures and is an excellent heat thermal conductor. If I ran additional tubing along the windows of the bump-out, I could create a natural heat-exchange effect. The sun-heated light oil would flow as the result of natural convection and be used to transfer heat to the other rooms during cooler months.”
“But wouldn’t that cause excessive heat during warmer months?” Sophia wanted to know, walking around the large downstairs area, taking it all in.
“I have valves to interrupt the flow,” Miles explained, gesturing at the windows again, “which would simply allow the warmed fluid to recirculate around the windows.”
“Won’t the fluid heat up and expand, possibly causing a leak if you just keep it in a recirculation pattern?” Sophia wanted to know, as she was envisioning the mechanicals of the system in her head.
“Possibly – the light oil isn’t elastic in that way, but, if necessary, I could drain the system to relieve any thermal stresses.” Miles then walked over to point up at a duct in the overhead. “In a similar vein, I have chill-water lines that run across ventilation ducts that I intended to use to cool and dehumidify during warmer months. I was working on a cooling solution similar to the ice bath used at the public library in Atlanta to function as my heat sink, using solar-generated electricity to refrigerate the bath during the day and allow the ice to melt during the night. I just haven’t gotten around to finishing that system yet – life kinda derailed me a few years ago,” he added with a frown.
Maddie hadn’t seen him frown, looking at the air ducting while contemplating the solution. “Oh? What happened a few years ago?” she asked him, turning in time to see a pained expression cross his face.
Miles drew in a deep breath, taking a moment to consider his answer, before deciding to keep it simple. “My wife died in an accident,” he told her, a slight quiver in his voice, “leaving me a single parent, and somewhat disillusioned.”
Both young women immediately closed in on him and took him into a big hug, holding him, wanting to soothe him.
After a moment, he straightened, smoothed his shirt, cleared his throat, and continued the previous conversation. “Anyway, I’ve got plenty of ideas related to how a home could be built or possibly retrofitted to make it more of a hygrid home. So, maybe in the coming days, we could come out here and brainstorm if we have time to spare, see what clever new ideas we can come up with, using this structure as a proving ground.”
The women each nodded their heads in agreement. Miles began to lead them to the second floor of the building, curious himself to see what the other women had done out here. It didn’t take long – they’d put the spare queen bed into one of the bedrooms, having assembled the frame and then made the bed up.
Trying to move past her gaffe from a few moments ago, Maddie asked, “So, are you working on any interesting new projects at work that involve sustainability?”
“That’s a really interesting question, with a bit of a strange answer,” Miles answered her, a hint of a smile playing across his features.
****
Miles told them about being recalled to active duty while they made their way back to his den. He gave them an overview of the tenets of Project Endure, allowing them to speculate on various elements of the project, as well as debate what the initial priorities might need to be, and what additional considerations might come into play. As their former teacher, he was impressed with the depth of their analysis, as well as the quickness with which they developed an ever-deepening interest in various tangential paths the project might take.
“So, change of subject for a moment,” Miles said, interrupting their train of thought, “what have you two been up to lately? Are you still in school, or are you working?”
“I’m in between semesters at the moment,” Maddie told him. “I’d been waiting tables at the Swamp across University Avenue from campus until it closed its doors back in March. Things were just starting to get tight, money-wise – I was afraid I’d have to dip into my college funds soon if something didn’t break my way, and I’d been considering creating an OnlyFans account, just to see if I could make some money creating solo content.”
Miles raised his eyebrows at this but remained silent.
“I know some girls who pay their way through college that way,” Maddie explained, trying not to look embarrassed.
“I know some of them as well,” Sophia interjected, wanting to make Maddie feel less awkward. “Some of them make good bank from OnlyFans, but I’m not sure I’d be able to do that. Gods help me if I did, and my mother got wind of it – talk about a shit storm!” She rubbed Maddie’s arm, then looked back at Miles. “As for me,” she went on, “I’d been making deliveries for Grubhub until last week when my 2014 Mazda 3 went tango uniform. Its time had come, I suppose. Something tells me Mazda would be amazed to learn I’d put nearly 200k miles on that rattletrap. I’m gonna miss that little biotch, though. She got great mileage!”
Miles circled in front of them, then sat down at his desk, turning his chair to keep facing the two women. “So,” he began, sounding a bit speculative in his tone, “you’re both between jobs. How would you like to do something that better aligns with your degree programs? Maybe help make a difference in this shit-show dystopia we’re living in?”
Maddie prowled over to where he was sitting and pivoted to sit sideways across his lap, wrapping one arm behind him while running her other hand along the razor stubble on his jawline. “Sounds promising,” she almost purred, “but why don’t we discuss this later, when I’m less preoccupied trying to figure out how to get you to fuck me?”
“Mmmmmm, yeah,” Sophia agreed, running a hand along her crotch while rubbing her tits with the other, adopting a predatory look. “I’m with Maddie on this one – I’m starting to get a little preoccupied imagining that ‘priming orgasm’ the Air Force ladies kept boasting about. Whaddya say, Mr. Davies, got time for some extracurricular activities? Cuz I am HOT for teacher!”
“Ooookayyy, tap the brakes for just a minute,” Miles leaned his head back a bit to look Maddie in the eye, then over at Sophia, wanting to make sure he had both of their attention. “I’m game to do this whenever you are, but let’s discuss some logistics first, shall we? First, do you ladies prefer the privacy of a one-on-one session with me, or are you open to alternatives? No judgment, I just need to know your preferences.”
Maddie just flashed him her big smile, raising one eyebrow in a mock challenge. “I’m bisexual,” she replied, a hint of sass in her tone, “so I’m down for whatever, Mr. D.”
Sophia was less cavalier, looking a bit embarrassed as she slowly replied, “I haven’t been with guy before,” she said, managing a tiny smile at Maddie before she continued, “Honestly, other than Maddie, I haven’t been with another woman either.” Sophia noted the look of surprise on both of their faces, so she quickly added, “I think I’m bi-curious, at the very least though - is it possible to be bi-eager? - I know when I rub one out, I’ve imagined being with both sexes. So, I think I’m down for whatever.”
Miles opened his mouth, then shut it, reconsidering his words. After a moment of wrestling with his thoughts, he made another attempt. “Okay – different question - would you prefer to sleep in your own bed,” he asked, making sure to make eye contact with both, indicating he wanted an answer from each of them, “or would you feel like giving the group bed a try? The other ladies seem to like to sleep in the same bed with me, so it’s your call.”
“Miles, sweetie, no offense,” Maddie said to him with a smirk, stroking his jawline again, “but I’ve been through your house – I think if I slept too far from you, I’d need a map or a working GPS to find my way back!”
“I’m with Maddie,” Sophia grinned, trying to be politic with her response. “Separate beds for us all just doesn’t sound very… sustainable.”
Just then, Penny popped her head in through the double doors. “Hey y’all,” she asked in her best happy homemaker voice, “will Maddie and Sophia be joining us for dinner, or one or both be taking their imprinting nap?”
“I’ll leave that up to you ladies,” Miles said, once again making sure to establish eye contact with each of them before continuing, “Would you like to postpone this until after dinner, or would you prefer to go sooner?”
“Now, please,” Maddie said without hesitation, bouncing a bit in his lap.
“Yes, now,” added Sophia, nodding her head vigorously. “Now would be good. If not sooner.”
Penny looked at the two women, amused, then turned to Miles with a sly grin. “Ooo-kayyy – dinner will be ready in about an hour – that should give you guys plenty of time. No heroics, dear, and do try to grab a quick shower before joining us for dinner,” she said with a mild chuckle, then left, closing the doors behind her.
Looking slightly chagrined, Miles shook his head at Penny’s parting words. “Okay, then,” he said while lifting Maddie from his lap, “shall we move this conversation to the big bed?”
Miles watched the swishing of their asses as he followed them from his den through the connecting door into the master suite. While both girls appeared eager, he worried that Sophia might still have some reservations that he should keep in mind. He decided that he would imprint Maddie first, to have more time to be gentle with Sophia, also with the hopes that it would give Sophia time to get more aroused along the way.
Not more than a moment later, he was reminded of a famous quote from Mike Tyson about how the best of plans fail when you get punched in the mouth, or in this case, a mouth on your dick.
The girls quickly stripped off their clothing as they moved to the big bed, and Miles was working to shed his clothes when they turned to face him, Maddie reaching out to pull him to her for a passionate kiss, while Sophia dropped to her knees in front of his and immediately dropped his boxers to free his cock, and then inhaled it into her mouth, drawing him completely into her throat in one lunge. No gag reflex, no work up to it, just outright devoured him.
The suddenness of it was so unexpected that he nearly popped right on the spot. As it was, he must have oozed some pre-cum, for Sophia let out a loud groan, he eyes bulging and her nostrils flaring as she endured an orgasm unlike any she’d ever experienced. When she was once again in control, she reached out to grab him by the hips and began moving him back and forth rapidly, fucking him in and out of her face.
Maddie, meanwhile, was performing her very best imitation of a succubus, engaging Miles in the most searing, soul-sucking kiss he could remember. She was definitely vying for the best kisser on the team award, without a doubt.
The combination of both girls going from zero to gobble-him-up mode produced an irresistible effect on Miles, and he was completely caught unprepared as he galvanically launched salvo after salvo of cum straight down Sophia’s gullet, causing her to have an even more amazing orgasm, her juices streaming down her quivering thighs, a howl of delight being literally cock-blocked in her throat. After a moment or two, Sophia relaxed and slumped forward into his and Maddie’s legs.
Miles extricated himself gently from Maddie’s embrace and bent down to tenderly lift Sophia’s comatose form, where she was blowing cum-bubbles from her lips while repeating “imprinting…. Imprinting,” over and over. As he went to lay Sophia softly on the mattress, Maddie reached down to run a finger along her lips, bringing a sample of the cum up for a taste, her eyes bulging out as she squealed in delight, enjoying her priming orgasm.
Bemused by the turn of events, Miles took Maddie by the hand and led her around the end of the bed, guiding her onto the bed where she ended up lying alongside her companion. Maddie looked briefly at Sophia, at the slight smile on her lips as she eventually went quiet, then turned her attention back to her former teacher. “C’mere, Mister D!” she squealed, excited at finally being in a bed with the object of her fantasies.
As he got on the bed, he took his time crawling up next to her, trailing kisses up her legs until he reached her pubic mound. Maddie preferred to maintain a short-trimmed, shaped landing strip above her pussy, which suited him just fine. He leaned in close to inhale her musk, delighting in her scent, and then used his upper arms to spread her legs wider so he could lean down to sample her flavor. Her copious juices were flowing freely from her opened petals, granting him a bountiful sampling of her essence, which he found a delicate mix of sweet and tart. Taking a few moments to lick up her generous discharge, he then continued his journey up her torso, again kissing her flat, toned tummy up to her palm-sized breasts with their dark nipples standing erect, tempting him to linger and suckle her. He did stop to lick and nibble for just a moment, indulging himself in a personal vice, eliciting a low moan from deep in her throat.
Miles reluctantly abandoned her breast, continuing up to her shoulder, straying for a bit to nibble and kiss along her collarbone, then up to her neck, and finally to her face, joining with her lips, immersing himself in her kiss. She hummed erotically into his mouth as they fenced with their tongues, swiping at each other lustfully as he adjusted his hips above hers, gently aligning his member with her overflowing mound, probing with his cockhead until he felt it slip into her groove.
Moving slowly but steadily, Miles sank himself completely into Maddie’s succulent snatch, luxuriating in the velvety feel of her muscles contracting around him. Bottoming out inside of her, he held still for a moment, letting her adjust to the new sensation before he started to slowly withdraw. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, finally breaking their kiss to begin a string of dirty talk while using her body to urge him on.
“Fuck me, Miles. Oh, my god!” she ground her hips against him vigorously, her sheath grasping at his sword. “This is my dream come true. Your cock feels so amazing in me! Oh, fuck me deeper. Hnnhnnnn!” she strained her pelvis up against him, striving for whatever contact she desperately needed, but evaded her. “Goddammit, I want to come! Cum in me, Mr. D! Spunk up your favorite student! I’m your fucking teacher’s pet, so fucking cum in me! Give it to me! Make me yours! Please, Miles, I need to be yours!”
Amazed at, and titillated by her tirade, Miles could feel the tautness building in his balls, the pressure before the release. With a final grunt of triumph, he did as she asked, spraying her insides with his cum, triggering her most intense of orgasms. She arched her back up against him, lifting him with her, as her eyes rolled back, fluttering briefly until they closed as she sagged. All the strain left her, the clasping of her tunnel abated, leaving her to quietly chant, “imprinting… imprinting…” in that haunting way, until she finally lay still, a smile upon her features.
Lowering himself down onto her limp form, Miles allowed himself a few moments to just lay atop her, enjoying the feel of it. Her quiet, even breathing, soothed him, bringing him back down from his rush. Eventually, he got up. He leaned down and kissed her, then pulled up and off of her, his cock unsheathing with a rush of their secretions. He went to the bathroom to warm up a washcloth, which he used to clean himself, then rinsed thoroughly and returned to the bedroom. Checking on Sophia first, he wiped a strand of spittle and cum from her face, then moved over to Maddie. Gently trailing a fingertip along her smooth torso, he reached down to open her legs so he could better clean her. After, he went to rinse the washcloth once more before tossing it into a hamper and returned with a hand towel to dry both girls before pulling the comforter up to cover them.
Checking the time, he hurried to grab a quick shower, managing to dry himself and get dressed just before he heard Penny calling out, “Dinner!”
*** Gainesville, FL – 0930, Sunday, August 2, 2020***
After breakfast, Jan went upstairs to watch something with the kids. His two Air Force partners had gone out to his ‘outhouse’ to kick around ideas. His two newest partners remained in their post-imprinting slumber. Miles had hung back to help Penny clean the kitchen, wanting a little alone time with her.
“Hey, you,” he grinned at her, while he dried a bowl and put it up into the cabinet.
Penny looked over her shoulder at him from where she was rinsing a glass and quipped, “Hey, yourself, Mr. Harem-having Stud-man.”
“Yeah,” he said softly, looking slightly chagrined. “About that – can we talk?”. He reached for the glass she’d just rinsed.
She turned her gaze back to the sink, where she removed a pot from the soapy water and started to rinse it off. “What’s there to talk about?” she asked with a sigh. “It is what it is.”
Miles turned off the faucet and took the pot from her, setting it on the drying pad, then took hold of her hands. “Well, for starters, I don’t want you hating me because of this situation.” He moved his head around until he was in her line of sight, making her chuckle a little.
“I don’t hate you, Miles,” she said softly, meeting and holding his gaze. “I haven’t decided how I feel about the whole harem thing, but I know it’s not your doing.”
“Okay – let’s narrow the aperture a bit,” he said, more to himself than to her, while softly rubbing her hands. “How do you feel about me? About us?”
“Where is this coming from, Miles?” Penny asked him, pulling her hands from his, slightly annoyed, “And where are you trying to take it?”
Giving up on her hands, Miles instead placed his hands on her shoulders, slowly pulling her a bit closer, while he continued. “It’s simple, really. I am in love with you.” She looked at him more closely now, eyes narrowed, as if waiting for the punch line. He went on, saying, “Ever since you took off that hazmat suit, I came to terms with the situation. My heart was broken, but you healed it – or maybe I let it heal – and I am forever bound to you, just as surely as you are to me.”
“Ok,” she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “So, I can’t tell. Is this supposed to be a confession of your love for me? Are you asking if I love you?”
“Do you?”
Penny looked away for a moment, then looked back up at him, a little defiance in her eyes now. “And what if I do? What difference would that make?”
Miles sighed, beginning to feel the brief tension between them ease. “Well, for starters, I wouldn’t feel so alone.”
She looked startled at this. “Alone? How can you be alone?” she asked him incredulously. “You are fucking four – no – six now – six women on the reg! That’s hardly a monk’s life, you know.”
He nodded his head slightly, acknowledging her point. “Emotionally alone, then,” he restated, bending down slightly to look her in the eyes. “I need to know, Penny. Do. You. Love. Me?”
Penny’s face gradually shifted through a series of expressions, no doubt openly reflecting her train of thought, before she finally closed her eyes for a moment, and then re-opened them to fix him with a steady, sure gaze. “Yes, dammit. Yes.” Her eyes moistened, but she held back the tears as she pressed forward. “Raul died, and his death left me empty. Not just distraught, like with Mary Beth. EMPTY. Alone.” She closed her eyes, then leaned forward until her forehead rested against his. “I don’t know how you made it after my sister died. I just don’t,” she said, the last part nearly a whisper. Taking another deep breath, she shivered slightly, then pressed on. “Anyway, he’s gone. But you are here.” She leaned back again, looking at him to make sure he was paying close attention, reaching up to run her hand along the side of his face. “And you’re smart, and caring, and treat me and Ellie very well, as if we were already yours to provide for, and I know you have feelings for me, and fuck if I can help it, but I have feelings for you. They just crept up on me. Poof! I don’t know if I should feel ashamed, or blessed, or what. Doesn’t matter. Yes. I. Love. You.”
A smile slowly crept across his visage while she was speaking, and he nodded at the last bit, looking rather pleased. “Good. Now, about the others.”
Penny looked slightly confused. “What about the others?”
“Do you love them?”
She looked away from him. “It’s not the same.”
“Okay,” he said to her patiently, “help me understand.”
She thought about this for a moment before answering him in a tentative voice. “It’s different with them. They are all part of us. Whatever we are - or are becoming,” she replied, pausing for a moment. “But you are the center. The why. You are my reason. They… they… just are.” She looked like she was wrestling a mighty gator as she thought her way through her reasoning.
Miles brushed a fingertip across her lips, then wiped a tear that had formed in the corner of one of her eyes. “Will it bother you if I love them?” he asked her gently.
Penny closed her eyes and shook her head. “It should, but I don’t think it will. I can’t put my finger on why.” She looked him in the eyes once more. “Maybe because I intellectually understand the predicament we’re all in, and that’s trumping the emotional response. But even the irrational part of me – the selfish little part that should be jealous – isn’t.”
He stroked his thumb slowly across her eyebrow, then caressed her cheek. “That’s good. Because I am falling in love with each of them. I never expected to be in a – what was your word? – predicament – a predicament such as we are in. But here we are.” He once again drew her into an embrace, holding her closely to him. “I don’t think I have a limited amount of love that has to stretch – as Bilbo might say - like butter scraped across too much toast. I think maybe we have an infinite amount of love. Or the capacity to have it, at least. But I know that I love you more dearly with each passing day, and I will love them, too.”
Penny hugged him back, rubbing his back muscles pensively. “You have the oddest sense of foreplay, you know that?” she said with a giggle, making them both laugh, relieving the tension that had crept upon them both.
He helped her finish the dishes and then led her to the bedroom. They both realized that they’d not had much of a chance to be intimate with one another without company, so they took advantage of everyone else being busy.
Closing the bedroom door, Miles followed Penny over to the bed, disrobing as he walked, watching in fascination as she did the same. Kicking her sandals over to the side, she pulled her top off over her head, then shimmied out of her shorts, leaving her in the briefest of thongs and matching bra, both of which soon followed her other clothes onto the carpeted floor.
Miles was down to just his boxers as he watched her climb onto the bed, opposite from the side where his two newest partners were still sleeping. He watched her crawl across the mattress a bit, then roll onto her back, spreading her legs wide in anticipation of his next move. Grinning like a besotted schoolboy, he joined her from the foot of the bed, crawling up to lie next to her for a moment, advice from Beth echoing in his ears, ‘You don’t start down there, you start up here’ as he slid up to be face-to-face with Penny.
Moving closer, he brushed his lips against hers before moving to one side, kissing along her jawline, then down her neck until it met her shoulders. He noted where he was kissing her when her moans got louder; definitely her spot, which he would want to leverage in the future. He began running a hand up along her torso, leaning up on the other arm as he continued to kiss and nibble around her shoulder, until he started moving slowly downward, all the while working his hands upward.
Timing his movements carefully, Miles’ hand reached the bottom of her beautiful breast just as he began to kiss along the top of it. As if by design, his mouth and hand reached her nipple at the same time, allowing him to gently play with her nipple ring while lightly nipping at her fleshy nipple with his teeth, then running his tongue across her sensitive flesh. Her teat hardened beneath his ministrations, and she let loose a long, low moan. He’d been wanting to play with her nipple rings for as long as he’d been aware of them, and now was his moment. He shifted them gently in his fingers, wondering at them, imagining creating little light-up jewelry for her to wear over the holidays. This brought forth a chuckle, which Penny didn’t question, she just grabbed his head and pulled his face more tightly into her chest. Eventually, she released him, and he reluctantly continued his journey south, trailing kisses and licks down to her womanhood. Upon arrival, he inhaled her scent deeply – one of his favorite things to do, he thought – and then began his oral campaign. Lightly licking around the park, as it were, he tongued around her labia majora, all the way down to her taint, noting how eagerly she opened her legs for him. Going further, he spent a moment licking around her rosebud, enjoying the squirming and moaning this elicited from her.
Tired of passively enjoying Miles’ attentions, Penny groped at his hips and tugged until he got up on his knees and brought himself around to where she could reach his cock. Grasping him firmly with her left hand, she began stroking him, twisting her hand round and back, up and down along his shaft as he burrowed his tongue more deeply into her mound.
Encouraged by her tugging on him, Miles went back up to her pussy, swiping it with broad, flat passes of his tongue as he moved back up to her clit, which was standing firm and proud, waiting for him. He wrapped his lips around it for a moment, applying gentle suction, which drew forth her loudest moan yet. Holding it captive with his lips, he began brushing it with the stiffened tip of his tongue – back and forth, establishing a quick, feathery rhythm, while he reached up his right hand to run his fingers along her seam, getting his fore and middle fingers plenty wet before inserting them into her, twisting them and plunging them in and out while he continued his assault on her core.
Penny moaned loudly as she humped her hips upwards against his face, trying to get firmer contact with his tickling tongue, until finally, she stiffened in orgasm, misting a small spray of her juices against his mouth and nose, squeezing his cock as if trying to choke the life out of it. Miles was forced to focus for a long moment not to waste himself against the bedding beneath him.
Gradually, her grip on him relaxed as the tension left her body, and she sighed with pleasure, relaxing beneath him for a moment. He took this opportunity to pull away from her hand, and pivot his body, getting between her wide-spread thighs and lining himself up to sheath into her fully. Lowering himself down to kiss her, he lay still on her for a moment, feeling her post-orgasmic tremors quicken again as she hissed suddenly, having another small orgasm from the fresh stimulation of his entry.
As she came down from her back-to-back climaxes, Miles began to slowly withdraw, almost to the tip, before plunging into her fully once again, repeating this pistoning within her over and over, gradually picking up speed and adding force. After a short while, she lifted her legs to wrap them around his waist, digging her heels into his ass to urge him on, faster, harder, her breathing becoming louder and heavier, moaning with every thrust. Soon, she was lifting her ass to meet his thrusts, moaning like a bitch in heat, when he gave a final groan of his own and hilted himself as deeply as he could, spraying against her walls and cervix with his cum, ejaculating a good six or seven solid spurts forcefully into her, before the final few turned to dribbles.
Lying there, panting against each other, the two were startled when a sleepy voice nearby interrupted their post-orgasmic bliss.
“God-DAMN, that was something amazing to wake up to!” they heard Maddie exclaim. Looking over to her, they saw her licking her fingers, her other hand still squeezing her boob, apparently having furiously rubbed one out while vicariously enjoying their lovemaking.
“Wha- what did I miss?” came the sleepy voice from Sophia, who was just beginning to stir.
Miles and Penny just looked at each other and were lost in a fit of giggles.
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