by Nolan Fury
“Really?” Savannah said, suddenly looking at Curtis in a new light.
“Sure. His selflessness allowed us to find Nitro-X’s location and rescue Madison.”
Curtis looked at me like I was crazy. It was a wild exaggeration of the truth.
“I’m sure he’d love to tell you all about it,” I said.
Savannah slid next to him.
“I think we're in the same chemistry class,” Curtis said.
“Mr. Fisher, 11:30?”
“Yup,” Curtis smiled.
“Oh, my God, I’m having such a hard time with that. I can't understand what he's saying. His accent is so thick.”
“I could help you, if you’d like.”
She smiled. “Would you?”
“Sure. It comes pretty natural to me.”
They seemed to be hitting it off well.
Zepha returned shortly with three drinks and served the girls. She climbed into the hot tub, took a sip of her drink, then set it on the edge of the water. She pulled the string on her bikini, liberating her gorgeous orbs.
Emma eyes widened.
Zepha reached underwater and pulled off her bottoms and tossed them aside. “What happens on Earth, stays on Earth, right?”
She took another swig of her drink.
Savannah was a free spirit and was up for any adventure that came her way. She pulled off her top with a mischievous grin and said, “When in Rome.”
Her bikini bottoms soon followed.
Curtis’s jaw dropped, and his eyes fixed on her breasts.
Savannah giggled. “Come on, they’re not that great. I mean, they are tiny.” She grabbed them with her hands and jiggled them. “I mean, there are much better boobs in this Jacuzzi.”
Curtis cleared his throat. “More than a handful is a waste.”
She smiled. “I’ve got more than a handful of ass.”
“I don’t know. I haven’t measured it properly yet.”
“Play your cards right, and you might.” Savannah took a sip of her drink. “It’s not every day a girl gets to meet a superhero.”
“Oh, I’m not really a superhero,” Curtis said.
“Well, you’re super-smart. That’s gotta count for something.”
“I guess.”
Emma was a little shy, but she finally lost the bikini. I couldn’t help but stiffen as she stripped down.
Over the next half-hour the drinks flowed, and the Jacuzzi bubbled. I noticed that Savannah was cozying up to Curtis, and Emma seemed more comfortable.
Chrome nibbled on my ear while Surge nibbled on the other. Surge worked her way down my neck and plunged her head underwater. Then next thing I knew, she had pulled my pants down and grabbed my shaft. Soon, her full lips wrapped around me, and her velvety tongue slithered over my delicate flesh.
Chrome planted her full lips on mine and kissed me passionately while Surge worked her magic underwater.
“I think maybe I should go,” Emma muttered to herself. She started to climb out of the Jacuzzi.
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Zepha grabbed Emma’s forearm and urged her back into the water. “Don’t go. They’re kind of a package deal.”
“How does that work?”
“I think we're still trying to figure it out.”
“Are you—”
“No,” Zepha said abruptly. “Well, I…”
“You want to,” Emma said knowingly.
Zepha sighed. “Maybe. I mean, yeah. I’ve been trying to tell myself I wasn’t going to get involved, but he is kind of adorable, isn’t he?”
Emma smiled. “He has a certain… charm… about him.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Zepha said. She gently pushed Emma in my direction.
Surge finally came up for air, and Chrome moved aside, allowing room for Emma as she swam over.
I felt a flutter in my stomach. Water beaded on Emma’s gorgeous face, and her emerald eyes pierced into me. I had a crush on this girl since grade school. And for the second time in my life, I was buck naked with her.
“I’m really sorry for the way I treated you at the party,” she said. “But I did have fun with you that night, you know, before…” She paused. “I don’t blame you if you’re still mad.”
“I’m not still mad.”
“Good.” A naughty glint flickered in her eyes. “Have you thought of a way I could make it up to you?” she said as she ran her hand up my thigh. Her fingertips tickled my balls, then she grabbed my hard shaft and started stroking.
“I can think of a few,” I said, trying to contain my excitement.
She moved in close, and her plump lips pressed against mine. I throbbed as our tongues danced.
“I think I should finish what we started at the party,” she said.
Emma sunk below the water and wrapped her lips around my hardness.
Curtis and Savannah were sucking face. Their hands groped each other, and Savannah straddled him.
Emma came up for air. She glided her body against mine, pressing her firm breasts against my chest. “I’m not usually this easy. And I usually don’t do this kind of thing in public. But I feel comfortable with you.”
She straddled my hips and pressed her warm, slick peach against my shaft. “You don’t think less of me, do you?”
“Not at all.” Was she kidding? I was ecstatic to have her pressed against me. My root throbbed with desire. I wanted to plunge inside her, but let’s be honest, screwing in a pool isn’t exactly the ideal scenario. The chlorinated water dissipates natural lubricant. Sure, it looks good in the movies, but in real life, not so much. It’s sort of like sex on the beach. The image is far more romantic than reality. Sand gets in places it shouldn’t.
“Hey, do you want to see my room?” Curtis asked Savannah.
“Absolutely,” she said with enthusiasm.
The two slipped out of the water, grabbed towels, and headed inside.
Now we had the Jacuzzi all to ourselves.
Emma and I fooled around, our lips melting into one another, while the rest of the girls watched. They seemed amused, and a little excited.
I didn’t know where Mr. Bradford was, and I didn’t really care. He was probably watching with binoculars from a second-story window. I was quite certain his Jacuzzi had never seen this kind of action.
I lifted Emma out of the water and set her at the edge of the Jacuzzi. I spread her toned legs and traced my tongue up the inside of her thigh. She leaned back and closed her eyes as my tongue found her slick center. I licked and sucked her mercilessly, and Emma bucked and moaned with ecstasy. In no time, her warm juices exploded over my tongue in orgasmic waves.
I stood up and my submarine emerged from the water. Emma grabbed me with her hand and guided me into her wet opening. She gasped as she took me inside.
I stroked her slowly at first, then with increased intensity. Her tight wet opening expanded around my girth, and she screamed with pleasure with each thrust.
By this point, Chrome and Surge were fondling themselves. They stared at as us with desire, biting their lips and moaning. They exchanged a devious glance and swam over to us, unable to sit on the sidelines any longer.
Chrome stroked my balls while I hammered Emma. She licked on my earlobe and whispered dirty things in my ear.
Surge kissed me, and I reached a hand around, slipping a finger between her ass cheeks, plunging down until I found her slickness. I traced circles around her opening.
I had to admit:
This.
Was.
Fucking.
Awesome!
Emma was so tight and wet, I couldn’t take it anymore. She felt like pure heaven. I pulled out, and Surge grabbed hold of my root. She stroked it until I exploded, sending my honey all over Emma’s breasts and stomach.
A wave of ecstasy flooded through my body.
Surge licked up my nectar, like the naughty little girl she was. Her tongue traced Emma’s smooth skin and found her pink nipple.
Em
ma didn’t seem to mind. Before long, the two were making out, and Surge worked her fingers between Emma’s legs like a concert pianist.
It was hot.
I needed a moment to re-charge.
Chrome fondled Surge’s ass, then dipped her fingers into her pinkness. It didn’t take long for Chrome to drop down and lap at Surge’s slit.
Surge moaned with pleasure as Chrome penetrated her with her tongue. She fondled Surge’s glorious ass cheeks, spreading her wide. Water splashed and moans filled the air.
I was pretty sure that Mr. Bradford was probably jerking it somewhere, watching the whole thing.
I swam beside Zepha, who was feeling neglected. “You’re missing out on all the fun.”
“Apparently.” She paused. “I think your new girl is going to fit in just fine.”
“I don’t know if she’s a new girl yet,” I said, not trying to be presumptuous.
“Please, she’s totally into you. I know you’ve got her hooked on the D. It’s like a crack pipe.”
“Is that why you’re resisting? You don’t want to get addicted to me?”
“Cocky much?”
I smiled. “You know, I have to admit, I was really nervous coming here. I thought that when they saw the real me, they wouldn’t want me anymore. But that’s changed. I think this trip has brought us all closer.”
“I guess I just don’t want to have to compete for you. I don’t want to be just another girl that you sleep with on a certain night a week. I want to mean something to you.”
I frowned at her. “You know you mean something to me. Don’t be silly.”
She slumped, shyly. “I can’t help it. I’m not insecure, but I just… I want to feel special.”
“Trust me. You are special. You all are. We’re like one big family. We look out for each other.”
Zepha sighed and took another sip of her drink. “What the hell. You only live once, right?”
She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled herself to my lips. I couldn’t help but grin. This was going to be one helluva night.
44
I woke up the next morning surrounded by four of the hottest girls in the galaxy, their naked forms draped across me. I smiled as I took in the scenery. My sack was completely drained of fluid. The party didn’t stop in the Jacuzzi. It went on all night.
I decided I needed a new superpower. Unlimited jizz. I wondered if that power even existed.
The smell of bacon, eggs, and coffee wafted through the air. I snuck out of bed, careful not to wake the girls. The devilish vixens looked so angelic as they slept.
I was certainly the luckiest man alive.
I pulled on my close and stumble downstairs, making my way into the kitchen. Mr. Bradford was cooking breakfast.
“Morning, Ben,” he said.
“Morning, sir.” I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. I worried he was going to give me a lecture about abusing my privileges in the house and drinking all of his liquor.
“I trust you had a good night’s sleep.”
“Uh, yes, sir.” I was sure the whole house could hear our antics in the wee hours in the morning.
I sat at the kitchen table.
“How do you like your eggs?”
“Scrambled.”
“And your bacon?”
“Extra crispy.”
Mr. Bradford manned the grill as the bacon popped and sizzled. “Help yourself to some coffee.”
“Thank you, sir.”
I poured a cup and mixed it with almond milk, then scooped into spoonfuls of stevia. I didn’t need to watch my weight, or my sugar intake—it’s not like superheroes get obese, or suffer with metabolic syndrome, diabetes, high blood pressure, or heart disease—but old habits die hard.
I sipped the hot coffee as I waited for Mr. Bradford to finish scrambling the eggs. He dished them up onto a plate and served breakfast to me. “Thank you. This is really great of you to let us stay here.”
“It was the least I could do.” He sat across from me with his breakfast.
I waited for him to start his meal before I began eating.
He looked at me sternly. “If you are going to stay in this house for any length of time, there are going to be certain rules.”
I swallowed hard. I felt like a little kid about to be scolded. “Certainly.”
“The next time you bring young ladies over and frolic about my pool, I need you to do one thing for me.”
“You name it. I apologize. We got a little out of hand. It won’t happen again.”
His face twisted up, confused. “On the contrary. When it happens again, and it better happen again soon, I want you to bring more available women. Everybody in this house got laid last night except for me.”
I chuckled. “Okay. I’ll see what I can do.”
“I mean, more power to you but do you really need four?”
“You can never have enough love.”
Bradford grinned. “I suppose you’re right.”
Curtis stumbled into the kitchen with wide eyes.
“Have fun last night, son?”
“Oh, my god, amazeballs!” He was on cloud nine. He whispered, filling us in on all the details.
We ate breakfast, then I made plates for each of the girls and took them upstairs, serving them breakfast in bed. They were my queens, and I was going to lavish them with affection. Earth wasn’t so bad like this. I knew I would miss it when we went back to the Ultraverse. And I wondered if Emma would be willing to come along?
I didn’t have to worry about that now. We were going to be here for a while, as I promised Duane I would help him find the sorceress who could transform Ruby from a cat back into her natural form. If she meant as much to him as my girls did to me, I’d be willing to do anything to help him get her back to normal.
The girls stretched and yawned like kittens. They rubbed the sleep from their eyes and looked at me appreciatively as they saw the breakfast plates.
This was the life!
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