by Eric Vall
“Come here,” I growled as I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up to me.
Before she had time to speak, I captured her mouth with my own. Her plump lips parted under mine, and I thrust my tongue inside her mouth while I lifted up her hips and pushed her back against the shower wall.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and gasped into my mouth as I reached down and pushed my cock into her dripping wet slit.
“Oh, god,” she moaned as she broke off our kiss and threw her head back.
Her mouth was parted in the sexiest way, her nipples were hard as hell, and long red strands of hair clung to her neck and chest.
I leaned down to lick the water from her neck before I gently bit the skin there.
“Mmm, yes,” Anna cried out as her nails scratched down my back.
The water continued to beat down on us as I thrust in and out of her. Her mouth had driven me crazy, and I had to have every bit of her right then, I had no patience left in me. I pumped my hips harder and harder until I felt her body seize up against mine.
“Oh… my… god,” she gasped. “I’m gonna…”
And with that, she threw her head back and her nails dug deep into my shoulders as I felt her pussy spasm and clutch around my cock.
“Yesss,” I growled, and then I thrust deep into her one last time before I began to empty inside of her.
“Ohh, fuck, Tav!” Anna cried out while she still twitched around me.
Everything had seemed so loud for those few minutes, but once it was all over, and her tight little body was stuffed with my seed, all I could hear was our ragged breaths and the water behind us that beat down continuously.
“I think you’re dirtier than when I got here,” Anna chuckled breathlessly, and she turned to look at me through heavy lids.
“You, too,” I laughed. “Let me get you cleaned up.”
“That sounds nice,” she said as I pulled myself out of her and put her down into the stream of water.
It was surprisingly still warm, so I lathered up the loofa and gently rubbed her skin with it while she stood with her eyes closed, and her head tilted back so the water ran down her long, red hair.
“God, you are absolutely gorgeous,” I told her as I took in the sight of her naked and covered in water droplets.
“Thanks,” she said, and she flashed me a quick smile before she blushed and looked away. “You’re not too bad yourself.”
I stood up and tilted her chin upward so her gaze would meet mine, then I slowly and softly pressed my lips to hers. My stomach did a flip when our mouths met, and I felt my heart rate accelerate once more.
“We should probably get to bed,” Anna said after a moment, and she bit her lip and pushed her hair behind her ear.
“Yeah,” I chuckled. “We probably should.”
I found it quite adorable that she got so shy when it came to compliments. Anna was one of the most confident women I had ever met, it was part of the reason she was my second in command, and I didn’t get to see her flustered very often, but it was quite cute when it did happen.
We quickly dried off and headed back to the common area where we all slept, but neither of us had thought to grab clothes, so we walked out in our towels.
“Ooooh,” Tara teased as we came down the hallway. The platinum blonde had on a pair of booty shorts and a tank top and she sat on the bed with Paige and Bailey with a mess of playing cards laid out in front of them.
“Oh, whatever,” Anna said with an eye roll as she walked over to the closet she kept her clothes in.
“Walk of shame,” Tara stage whispered to Paige.
“Actually, I don't think that counts as a walk of shame,” Paige said. “A walk of shame is normally done the next morning after a one night stand. Anna’s doing a walk of victory, cause we all want to have sex with Tav.”
The brunette was the opposite of Tara. Instead of a tank top she wore an oversized shirt with the piper college logo on it, and a pair of white cotton panties underneath.
“Oh, geez,” Tara chuckled. “You ruined the joke.”
“Maybe your joke wasn’t funny,” Paige teased, and Tara glared at her and shoved her over on the bed. “Hey!”
“Maybe your balance isn’t good,” Tara said with a shrug, then they both burst out laughing.
I went into my old dorm room and grabbed a pair of boxer shorts, then I took my towel from around my waist and dried my hair off as best as I could. It was still damp, but it would have to do. Besides, since we had power and the wood stoves in the dorm building now, it didn’t get cold at night like it used to.
“Oh, goody,” Tara said as I walked back out to the common room. “I was worried you might put a shirt on, but I’m happy to see you didn’t.”
“You’re ridiculous,” Anna laughed, and I noticed that she had thrown on a pair of blue underwear and a white tank top that did nothing to hide her pink nipples underneath.
“So, how was it?” Tara asked, and she wriggled her eyebrows at Anna. “Good?”
“Not like you don’t know,” Bailey said. The blonde hippie had on a pair of my boxer shorts and a cut off crop top with a peace sign on it, and her blonde hair hung around her shoulders in a shaggy, but adorable, mess.
“I know how Tav is,” Tara said. “But I haven’t had the pleasure of having shower sex in the dorms yet. So, how was it?”
“Wait,” Paige said, “you never had sex in the dorm showers?”
“Has anyone?” Tara scoffed. “Boys were like, forbidden here or whatever.”
“I just kinda assumed that if anyone had broken the rules on that, it would have been you,” Paige said, and my other two girlfriends laughed.
“Well, I didn’t,” Tara scoffed. “And why would I be the rule breaker? All of you are totally gorg, I’m just surprised none of you had boys in the dorms.”
“Aww, thanks,” Bailey said. “I don’t think you’ve ever called us gorgeous before.”
“Really?” Tara asked. “I figured you all knew that I thought you were pretty.”
“How would we know that?” Bailey asked.
“I mean, I hang out with you guys, don’t I?” the platinum blonde teased.
“Only because you have to,” Paige chuckled.
“Yeah, but I still love you bitches,” Tara said with a wide grin.
“Awwww,” Anna said. “Dogpile on Tara!”
“Oh, no you don’t!” the platinum blonde screeched, and she tried to crawl away, but it was too late, Anna was already on her, followed by Paige, then Bailey, and even Winchester joined in.
“I guess I’m last,” I said as I slowly walked up to the group of girls.
“Oh, don’t you dare,” Tara mumbled from under the pile.
“Alright, alright,” I chuckled. “I think she’s had enough.”
The girls laughed and crawled off of Tara, and the platinum blonde sat up and blew her hair out of her face before she glared at the rest of the girls.
“Why do I always have to be on the bottom?” Tara pouted.
“We thought you liked being on the bottom,” Anna teased.
“I like being under Tav,” Tara pouted, and she turned to me. “I’m broken from their roughhousing, come cuddle me.”
“Alright,” I laughed. “I think it’s time for bed anyway.”
I flipped out the light and crawled into our large, makeshift bed, and all the girls cuddled up against me while Winchester curled up at our feet.
After such a long day, it was nice to hear the girls giggle and see them smile. I reached my arms out so that I was touching each of them. Tara snuggled against my right shoulder with Paige behind her, and Bailey snuggled against my left shoulder with Anna behind her.
It didn’t take long for them to settle down and their breathing to become even, and I stared out the window at the full moon that was high among the stars as I waited for sleep to take me.
The next morning I woke to the sun that blinded me through the window. We had slept in, but
after the day we had before I thought we deserved it, so instead of jumping up to get ready, I stretched out lazily and looked around at the girls as they slept.
Tara’s hair was a mess, and a small amount of drool fell to the side of her mouth. She would kill me if she knew I saw her like that, but it was adorable.
Paige was snuggled against Tara’s back so all I could see was her chestnut hair and the arm that had snaked out and made its way over to my stomach.
Bailey was on my other side, but she was faced away from me, and she and Anna slept forehead to forehead.
Winchester was sprawled out on his back at our feet, and when he saw me look at him he yawned and stretched out before he stood up and shook the sleep off of himself.
“Mmm,” Bailey groaned as she rolled over and looked at the black-headed dog. “You need out, boy?”
“Bailey, control your dog,” Tara muttered.
“He belongs to all of us,” Bailey muttered back, both of them barely awake enough to open their eyes.
“I’ll take Winchester out,” I chuckled and stood up.
“Noooo,” Tara whimpered, “you were so warm.”
“It’s already daylight,” Anna yawned. “We should probably get up anyways.”
“You all are going to damage your brains from not getting enough sleep,” Tara said, and she rolled over.
“Actually,” Paige yawned and sat up to put on her glasses, “you can damage your brain that way, but the average adult only needs six to seven hours of sleep per night.”
“I’m not the average adult,” Tara said.
“No, you’re not,” I agreed. “But I’ll be back in a few minutes to check up on you all.”
“Fine,” Tara sighed and sat up. “I’m up.”
“Are you sure you got him?” Bailey asked. “I can take him out.”
“I got it,” I told the blonde, and I threw on a pair of khaki shorts and a T-shirt before I headed downstairs.
Winchester followed me to the door, but I stopped to put my boots on and heard voices outside. I looked around and realized that nobody was in the living room like normal.
I opened the door and Winchester bolted outside and over to the kids to say hi before he made his way to the woods to do his business.
I looked around at the scene before me. Everyone was out in the courtyard, and the tables and chairs had been set up once again. There was a table with eggs and meat and potatoes, and one with coffee and tea, and the chickens roamed around nearby.
The morning air was brisk, but the heat from the sun felt good on my face. The grass had popped up nicely and the courtyard was covered with a layer of green that the chickens pecked through as Marla’s boys tossed a football around with the boy from the women’s compound. It was nice to see that the women had become adjusted to our way of life, they weren’t even separated like they had been before, now they sat with other people from our group. Granted, most of the people they sat with were still women, but I saw a couple of men at the tables, and nobody seemed to mind.
After the day before, it felt good to know that people can heal and learn to trust again, even if it’s as small of a thing as sitting near somebody that you once would have feared.
“Tav!” Betty called out from one of the tables.
“Hey,” I said as I approached. “Everything looks great.”
“Where are the girls?” Rolly asked. “Their coffee’s gonna get cold.”
“They’re upstairs still,” I said. “I’ll go get them in a minute.”
“Everyone’s already eaten,” Betty told me. “So get as much as you’d like, but don’t let it get too cold.”
“I won’t,” I chuckled. “I’ll go get the girls now.”
Suddenly, Winchester bolted past me toward the dorm building, and I turned to see the girls come out of the door. Bailey stopped to pet the black-headed dog, but Tara pushed by and went straight for the coffee.
“Looks like you don’t have to now,” Rolly laughed.
“Guess not,” I said.
“Now, go fix your plate,” Betty commanded.
“Yes, ma’am,” I said, and I headed toward the food table.
I found Paige and Anna at the food table already. The brunette had thrown on a pair of red running shorts, a tight-fitting red and yellow sweatshirt, and a pair of sneakers. Her long brown hair hung down to her waist, but I saw she had a hair tie on her wrist so I figured it wouldn’t be long until she put it up in its usual messy bun. It was an unusual outfit for her, but it looked good. It showed off her curves on top, and the shorts gave a great view of her legs.
Anna, on the other hand, looked like her usual self. She had on an athletic zip-up hoodie and a pair of volleyball shorts that showed off all of her curves. Spring was turning out to be my favorite season. Unlike her usual outfit, though, the redhead’s hair was still down as well, and it was voluminous and full after air-drying all night.
“Hey,” I said with a smile as I grabbed a plate.
“Glad we came down when we did,” Paige said as she dished some eggs onto her plate. “It’s still warm.”
“Of course the two of us would be the ones to go for the food first,” Anna chuckled.
“Me too,” I said.
“I could live without coffee,” Paige said, “but I don’t think I could live without breakfast.”
“You’re like a hobbit, you know that,” Anna laughed.
“I did read The Lord of the Rings as a kid,” Paige said. “And I always was a fan of that seven meals a day thing.”
“I was always a hungry kid,” Anna said. “Seven meals would have been easy. When you work out as much as I did you needed to keep your energy up.”
“What do you mean as much as you did,” Paige said. “We work out like every day.”
“She’s right,” I said. “It’s not quite the same as a regimen, but what we do still uses a lot of energy.”
“I guess that’s true,” Anna said with a shrug, then she looked Paige up and down. “Speaking of working out, I’m liking this new look on you.”
“Oh,” Paige said, and she looked down and blushed. “Thanks.”
“I noticed as well,” I said. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear those before.”
“I thought they were mine at first,” Anna laughed. “But I don’t do red. It clashes with the hair.”
“Oh, it totally does,” Tara said as she walked up with a cup of coffee in hand. The platinum blonde’s hair was up in a ponytail, but some loose strands fell down and framed her beautiful, angular face. She had on a pair of high waisted ripped up shorts and a pink zip up hoodie over a tank top. As much as the baby pink gave her a sweet look, it contrasted with her ‘fuck you up’ attitude. She was like a little bunny that you wanted to pet, but you knew it’d bite you if you weren’t careful. Adorable but fierce, and I loved it.
“Green looks really good on redheads,” Bailey said with a smile. The hippie girl had on a pair of denim shorts that revealed just how small she really was, but on top she had a large, baggy gray shirt that hung off of one shoulder and had sleeves that almost covered her hands. She had on a dark green beanie over her shoulder length blonde hair which hung down and framed her face, and her bright, gray-blue eyes looked particularly blue next to the sky.
“We were talking about Paige’s new look over here,” Anna said with a gesture at the brunette.
“It’s hot,” Tara said, and Paige blushed even harder.
“Tara,” Bailey said, “you’re going to make her want to change.”
“Whatev,” Tara said, “you have great legs, might as well show them off.”
“She’s not wrong,” I said with a shrug, and Paige shook her head and moved to the table with the coffee.
“She’s a hottie,” Tara said. “She just needs to accept it.”
I laughed and followed Paige and Anna to get some coffee, and then we carried our plates over to the table where Betty and Rolly sat with Marla and her husband Justin.
> “So, Betty said that Sophia was feeling better?” Paige asked after we had gotten settled.
“Seems to be,” Marla agreed. “I brought her up some breakfast this morning. She’s liking the books Betty brought her, which is good. I think in a few days she might feel comfortable enough to come out of the room.”
“It’s gotta be kind of scary,” Anna said through a mouthful of eggs. “I mean, she passed out at the fort and basically woke up here.”
“It’s not like there’s only a few of us, either,” Tara said as she and Bailey joined us. “We have to be an intimidating group.”
“I think she’s just a bit scared,” Betty said. “Possibly ashamed or embarrassed as well.”
“She has nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about,” I said, and my eyebrows pinched together in concern. “You think she feels that way?”
“Donna said that might be part of it,” Betty said.
“Donna spoke with her?” Paige asked.
The dark haired civilian we had taken in long ago was a board certified psychologist. I had almost forgotten about her skills since I tended not to utilize them, but in situations like this they really came in handy.
“She was in there for a while, too,” Rolly said over his coffee cup before he took another drink.
“I’ll have to thank her later,” I said.
“She’s happy to do it,” Marla assured me. “She knows it's appreciated.”
“I think she’s just happy to be able to help Sophia,” Betty added.
I smiled and took my first bite of breakfast. The community we had built really did work together to help one another. I always tried to make sure that everyone knew how appreciated they were, but it was also nice to see individuals volunteering their skills to help a newcomer. I expected nothing less from such a wonderful group of people, but still, I was always surprised at just how generous and caring they were, not only toward each other but toward anyone in need.
Betty had made a meal fit for a small army, as usual. There were eggs, roasted potatoes, some venison strips, and biscuits with some sort of gravy that I thought had been made from the venison grease.
“So, what’s the plan for today?” Paige asked after a few minutes.
