by Eric Vall
“Fuuuuck,” Paige moaned as my mouth made contact with her sweet pussy, and I began to lick and suckle at her sex.
The brunette wrapped her fingers into my hair as her hips moved against my mouth in a smooth rhythm.
It didn’t take long until I felt her thighs tighten around my face, and she let out a small scream as she slammed her head back into the bed as a wave of pleasure overtook her. Her come filled my mouth, and I lapped up every last delicious drop as she rode out her orgasm.
After she had gotten her pleasure, I sat up with a satisfied smile, wiped my mouth, and pulled my pants down so that my erection sprung free.
“Oh, god, yes,” Paige moaned when she saw my cock. The brunette looked at me through heavy eyelids as she bit her lip and brought her hips up to meet mine.
I took my time and entered her slowly, allowing her pussy to accommodate every inch of my erection as I slid inside of her. Once I was in as deep as I thought I could go, I felt her spasm around me as she grabbed onto my hips and tried to force them even deeper.
“Mmm,” I groaned as I reached down and grabbed the back of her neck. “Do you want more?”
“Yes, please,” the brunette begged, and she tried to pull me further into her.
“Like this?” I slid my cock out, then slammed it back into her as hard as I could.
“Yessss,” Paige moaned, and a satisfied smile came to her face as she tossed her head back with pleasure. “Harder.”
I held onto the back of her neck as I pulled my cock out to the tip, then thrust it back in over and over, getting as deep as possible.
“Hmmmmm…” I could feel my desire building, and soon she gripped onto my shoulders and her body tensed as her pussy spasmed around my cock. I continued to pound into her as she rode out her pleasure, and just when I thought she had finished another wave overtook her, and this time it was enough to send me over the edge.
“I’m going to fill you up,” I growled as my balls tightened.
“Ohhh, pleaseeeee,” she begged as my cock pulsated and filled her with my come.
As soon as the petite brunette felt my cream flood her tunnel, she let out a whine, and her body began to tremble and shake a fourth time. Her tunnel gripped my cock eagerly, and her muscle spasms made it feel as if her fingers were milking me.
“You are sooo tight, fuckkkk,” I panted as spasm after spasm caused my balls to empty into her accepting body, and it felt like a whole minute passed while I filled her up.
After that I held myself over her, both of us drenched in sweat and breathing heavy.
“That’s one of hell of a secret stash you got there,” Paige chuckled after she’d caught her breath.
“I could tell you the same thing,” I said with a wink as I slowly pulled myself out of her.
I put my pants back on as I watched some of my sperm leak out of her swollen pussy. Then I took another swig from the bottle of bourbon, gave her a sip, and then I tightened the cap and put it and the M18 back into the vent and closed it up.
Paige got dressed as well, and she pulled her long hair back up into its usual bun.
I looked out the window and saw that it had gotten darker while we were in the room, and now there was a fire built down below and Rolly, Betty, and the girls were gathered around it. Some civilians still sat in the grass, and the children played with Winchester in the courtyard.
It almost felt like a totally normal day, but I knew it wasn’t, and I was ready for anything it threw at me. I decided then that would be my last drink of the evening. I wanted everyone to let loose a bit and celebrate, but I needed to remain aware of everything going on around us in case the fire got close.
Besides, I still planned to spend the evening up on the roof.
I grabbed the bottle of whiskey for Rolly, and Paige and I headed back down to the courtyard to rejoin the festivities for a while.
“Oh, look who decided to show back up,” Tara called as Paige and I approached the group.
“Why must you embarrass people?” Anna scoffed.
“It’s fun,” the platinum blonde said with a shrug and a smile. “You should try it sometime.”
“Maybe I will,” the redhead said, but it was more of a threat than anything.
“Oh, bring it on,” Tara laughed. “You can try all you want, but I’m not as easily embarrassed as you bitches.”
“Here, Betty,” Paige said as she handed the older woman the magazines, her face red from Tara’s outburst. “I brought these down for you.”
“Thank you, dear,” Betty told her with a smile, then she turned to Tara. “Quit embarrassing your loved ones on the night of my engagement.”
“Oh, damn,” Anna laughed under her breath.
“Yes, ma’am,” Tara said with wide, surprised eyes.
“Come sit by me,” Betty said, and she pulled Paige down next to her.
The brunette smiled, then turned to Tara and discreetly stuck her tongue out at her.
I just laughed and shook my head at the girls’ antics. They were always ridiculous, and I enjoyed their playfulness with one another. It kept things light, even when times were rough.
“Oh, I almost forgot,” I said, and I handed over the bottle of whiskey to Rolly. “I had been saving this for you, but I figured I’d let you celebrate with your lady.”
“Hot damn,” the old man laughed as he looked at the bottle. “My favorite. Thank you, Tav.”
“Of course,” I told him with a smile.
He unscrewed the cap, took a swig, then handed it to Betty. The salt and pepper haired woman took a swig as well and for a second her face scrunched together as the alcohol hit her, but she quickly recovered.
“Whew, that’s got a smokey finish,” she said as she handed it back to Rolly.
“Pass it around,” the old man told her.
“That’s okay,” Paige told him as Betty tried to pass her the bottle. “We know it’s your favorite.”
“Damn right, it is,” he said. “Which is why you better take a swig when I offer you one.”
“Alright,” the brunette chuckled and took the bottle from Betty.
Each of the girls took a pull from the bottle of dark liquor, careful to only take a quick drink before they passed it along.
The bottle came to me, and though I had thought that the drink in my dorm room earlier would be my last of the evening, I couldn’t say no when Rolly offered a swig of his favorite booze. I knew he wouldn’t share with just anybody, and I was honored to be included, so I took a little pull then passed it along.
The sun faded quickly, and soon we were left with the stars, the moon, and the light of the fire. I looked up to the sky to see that it was a full moon. The giant white orb wasn’t its usual self that night, though, it had a sort of yellow hue to it that I’d seen before. It was a result of the smoke that surrounded us.
“Huh,” I said out loud as I nodded to myself.
“What?” Anna, who was sitting next to me, asked.
“Oh, nothing,” I said with a shake of my head. “It’s just a full moon is all.”
“What does that mean?” Tara asked.
“A full moon is when things go crazy, you know,” Bailey explained, but Tara stared at her blankly.
“What?” Paige asked with pulled together eyebrows. “You’ve never heard that before?”
“Heard what?” Tara asked. “That things go crazy during a full moon? No.”
“Not just things, people, too,” Bailey said. “Whenever us kids would be acting a little too wild, my dad would always say ‘must be a full moon tonight’.”
“Mine too,” Anna agreed.
“I didn’t really act wild enough for all that,” Paige chuckled. “But I knew about it.”
“What is this, some sort of Wicca shit?” Tara asked with a skeptically raised eyebrow.
“No,” Anna laughed and shook her head. “It’s just, like, an old wives tale or something.”
“If anything it’s probably werewolf shit that
started this,” Bailey said.
“Actually, Bailey’s kind of right,” Paige said. “It was a common belief in the middle ages, particularly in Europe. People thought that others were turning into werewolves or vampires during the full moon.”
“Nice,” Anna said.
“Is there any truth to it?” Bailey asked.
“To people turning into werewolves and vampires?” Tara laughed.
“No,” Bailey scoffed and smacked the platinum blonde on the arm. “To people going crazy during a full moon.”
“Um, I think I read a study about it very slightly affecting people with certain mental disorders,” Paige said. “But overall no, though the extra brightness in the sky could make some people feel a bit more anxious than normal.”
“I’d never really thought about all that,” I said with a smile. “My mom used to say the same thing about a full moon, and I’ve always just taken it as a sort of ironic thing. Especially when everything around me is going crazy and I see a full moon.”
“It’s almost like a scapegoat,” Paige said with a nod.
“I guess so,” I chuckled.
The girls started to look through the magazines with Betty, but it had gotten dark and soon enough the civilians all started to head to bed. As much as I wanted them to celebrate, they’d had a long few days and I was sure they were exhausted.
Even Rolly and Betty excused themselves, and Kimmy went to put baby Anthony to bed, so I was left with just my original group of girls and Winchester at Bailey’s feet. They continued to pass a bottle around the fire, but they’d grown quiet, and I watched as Tara let out a big yawn.
“Why don’t you girls head to bed?” I asked gently.
“No way,” Anna said. “We’re still going up to the roof, right?”
“If you’re up for it,” I told her. “I can always do it myself.”
The girls just rolled their eyes and stood up. Bailey put out the fire while the rest of them gathered their things, and we quietly made our way inside and up to the roof.
The dorm building was already quiet, and I wasn’t surprised that everyone was already asleep. After a long day’s work I was usually out as soon as my head hit the pillow, and I figured everyone else would be, too.
We made it up to the roof without causing too much ruckus, and I grabbed one of the metal fold out chairs that we kept up there for just this purpose. After I set it up, I peered over the north edge of the building and into the woods around us.
We had no fire in front of us to see anything now, and the light of the stars and moon weren’t as bright as normal because of the smoke. I squinted to get a good view, but the most I could make out was a dark cloud about where I’d seen it earlier when I’d checked. I still couldn’t see any orange glow from the fire and a very small part of me hoped that it was out, even though I knew it wasn’t.
“I don’t see much,” Bailey said as she came to stand by me.
“Me, either,” I agreed.
“Would it make you feel better if we could see it?” the blonde hippie asked.
“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I hadn’t really thought about it. No, it probably wouldn’t.”
“I was thinking the same thing,” she said. “I want to see it to keep an eye on it, but then part of me doesn’t.”
I pulled the blonde girl close to me and kissed her on the top of her head before I released her.
“It’s nice up here,” I heard Tara say from behind me, and I turned around to see her facing Bailey and I.
“You think so?” I chuckled.
“I have a pretty good view,” she said with a smirk, and she glanced down at my butt.
“Oh my god,” Paige giggled.
“You know you like it, too,” Tara laughed. “Don’t be all bitchy, after all, you just got laid
“That’s fair,” the brunette giggled and blushed.
The girls were obviously slightly tipsy, but I’d allowed them to celebrate that evening, and they deserved to feel a little bit of relaxation after such grueling work the past few days.
I took my seat in the small half circle and stared out to the north with everyone else. Winchester laid in the center of us and let out a long sigh.
We were all quiet for a bit as the girls continued to pass their bottle around. Then Paige began to giggle out of nowhere, and we all turned to look at her.
“I’m sorry,” she said as she tried to catch her breath. “I just was thinking about how I feel like a member of the Night’s Watch right now.”
“It’s so true,” Bailey laughed. “We’re being sieged from the north!”
The girls began to giggle about Paige’s realization, and I shook my head and laughed. Even as we watched the horizon for signs of a fire that was headed for us, they managed to find something to laugh about. Part of me envied them that, but the other part of me was just happy that I had them around. I knew I would be way too serious without them, and life was a lot more fun when surrounded by beautiful and funny women. It was just a plus that they all slept with me, too.
“You know what I miss,” Tara sighed. “Swimming.”
“Me, too,” Paige agreed.
“Mhm,” Bailey added.
“I’ll tell you what,” I said with a smile. “If we get through this fire dilemma, then we can go swimming.”
“Really?” Tara asked, and she looked at me with wide eyes.
“Sure,” I said. “Everyone works hard, and as long as we can find a good, safe place, then I don’t see the harm.”
“Someplace with a waterfall,” Bailey sighed.
“And like… a blow up raft,” Tara purred. “So I can just sun bathe and then slip into the water and then lay out and then slip back into the water. Yayyyyy…”
“I’d love to lay around in a bikini by the water,” Anna sighed. “It’s been a while.”
We all grew quiet after some time, and I watched as slowly, each of the girls drifted off to sleep in their chairs. I knew they wanted to stay up with me, but it was summer and fairly warm outside, even with it being dark, and each of them had gotten comfortable enough to close their eyes. They’d done a lot of physical labor lately as well, and I knew that they were beyond sore and tired. The booze probably only added to their exhaustion, so I just let them sleep.
Normally, I would have tried to carry them downstairs to our bedroom, but I knew that as soon as they stirred they would insist that they were awake enough to stay up here with me, so I didn’t bother. They may not have been in the most comfortable of positions, but I’d slept in worse.
I just smiled to myself and watched them sleep for a minute before I turned my attention back to the horizon. There was still no sign of an orange glow that would signify the fire, but I could swear that the dark cloud in the distance had grown larger and closer.
The fire lines were done at the farm, and the campus was as protected as it could get. All we could do now was wait.
As I kept watch, I felt the wind pick up, and a quick glance at the flag in the courtyard told me that it came from up north.
Paige had warned me that if the wind picked up from the north then the fire would move more quickly toward us.
I held my breath as I hoped for the breeze to die back down.
Chapter 12
It was windy throughout the night, but not as much as I had expected when I first saw the flag moving. The girls all slept soundly, so I stayed up on my own and watched as the dark cloud of smoke drew closer. It had to be within ten miles or so from us, and I couldn’t get the sinking feeling out of my stomach that even with all our preparations, it wouldn’t be enough.
As the sun rose in the distance, I realized it was definitely smokier than it had been the day before, and the smell made me sick to my stomach. The girls were still asleep in their chairs, so I snuck down to the living room to get some coffee but I found Rolly and Betty already up.
“Hey,” Betty greeted me as I came down the stairs. “How was watch duty?”
; “Fairly uneventful,” I said with a frown. “But it’s gotten smokier outside.”
“I figured it would,” the old woman sighed.
Winchester whined at the door then, and I walked over to let him out before I turned back to the couple.
“We made some coffee,” Rolly told me, and he gestured to a large pot that sat on the coffee table. “You want some?”
“Please,” I said. “I actually came down to get some for the girls and I, but I should have known you two would be up as well.”
“There’s plenty here,” the old man said as he poured me a cup. “Take some up to the girls, too.”
“I will, thanks,” I told him as I took the cup and breathed in the deep, familiar aroma.
“Are they still up on the roof?” Betty asked.
“They fell asleep early last night,” I explained with a smile. “I just let them sleep in their chairs. I didn’t want to risk moving them.”
“Smart move,” the salt and pepper haired woman told me.
“So, how did it feel to wake up engaged?” I asked after I took a sip of the dark, warm beverage.
“It felt nice,” Betty said, and she turned to look at Rolly. She smiled at her fiance, and her green eyes were filled with love as she reached out to caress his cheek.
“Just nice?” I teased.
“Well, I already knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with him,” Betty told me. “So nothing about that has changed. The ring was nice, though.”
“Fair enough,” I chuckled.
Rolly reached out and pulled Betty’s hand to his lips, and I felt the need to look away, as if I were interrupting a private moment.
Kimmy came down the stairs then, and I was relieved of awkwardness as I focused on her and baby Anthony.
“Good morning, dear,” Betty said as the dark skinned woman came over to the couch and took a seat.
“Good morning,” Kimmy sighed.
“You look like you could use this,” Rolly chuckled as he poured her a cup of coffee and handed it to her.
“You’re a saint,” she said, and she took a long drink from the ceramic cup.
“Rough night?” I asked, my eyebrows pinched together with concern.
“Not the worst of them,” Kimmy told me with a small smile. “He just didn’t want to sleep.”
