She licked those fingers, looking me directly in the eyes.
Maria laughed and said, appreciably and with some amazement, "Damn, girl!"
Laughing at the reaction and at the out-there-ness of it all, I said, "Well, if you want to, fine, but I'm not sure, I just came...."
Lynn, I think starting out making a joke out of it, changed her mind and kept going. She bent over, pushing down the covers, and kissed down my chest until she got to my cock. She took my semi-hardness in her mouth and started sucking, jacking me at the same time. The feeling was amazing, beyond great. I was so sensitive from having just come, and she was sucking me down, right there.
I groaned, her mouth doing fabulous things, and leaned my head back. Maria, seeing me enjoy myself I think, leaned in and started nibbling my earlobe gently and breathing in my ear, her breasts against my arm.
Up and down, Lynn's head bobbed, pulling me in. Suddenly, she let loose with her mouth and in a determined motion, moved quickly to straddle my hips. Obviously, she wanted me with some more urgency than I thought she might, but then again, it occurred to me she'd been watching Maria and I and that probably was a serious turn-on.
Over me quickly, Lynn positioned herself, put my cock in the right spot, and sat back on me. I slid right into her, wet and slippery movement hampered a little by how tight she was on me. She wasn't looking at me, her head down and rolling slightly as she was obviously concentrating on what I felt like inside her. She was so incredibly tight, and as I felt her, she was clenching on me, clenching down as she slid up and down on me. Maria, beside me, had to move over a little to make room. Lynn was in charge, riding cowgirl and back straight, pressing down on my chest and rocking up and back, up and back. Looking over at Maria, who was smiling at this but obviously a bit surprised, I beckoned her with my eyes, then said, "Maria? Kiss me?"
Maria bent over and kissed me as Lynn rode, and rode, and rode. Maybe 5 or 6 minutes later, which is a lot of rocking, Lynn was coming on me, squeezing down incredibly tightly.
I would have thought that just having come and with only a small break, I'd not be able to make any progress, but instead, her clenching on me made all the difference and I started climbing the slope myself.
Maria moved and Lynn leaned down more, locking eyes and letting me watch her boobs bounce and shift with her movement. Egads she was beautiful! My eyes, glancing at Maria and her gorgeous body, then back to Lynn's?
This was too much 'wow' for one situation, and I felt myself getting close.
Lynn saw this, too, and my nods, and bent down to kiss me, pressing her lips on me and her breasts making hard-nipple-tickles on my ribs, the one-more-thing that combined with all the other things.
I came again. Spurting into Lynn, thrusting hard, grabbing her hips and pulling her to me tightly, pressing down on her backbone and up with my hips so I could be in, IN, farther INNNN as I thrust. God! It was exquisite!
Coming down from the high, my movements slowed; I dropped my hands and Maria rolled back a bit to watch, too. We stopped.
We waited, and caught our breath.
I was still inside Lynn. INSIDE LYNN!!! A part of me was in vapid disbelief.
As I let go of her hips, she rolled off me and over onto her back next to me with a thud, spent. I knew how she felt.
Looking at her, then back at Maria, I smiled broadly and said to them both, "As much fun as a contest between you two might be, who can come the most? ... I'm not sure if..."
Really, I didn't need to finish that statement. They knew.
The looked at me and smiled, and each put a nice kiss on my cheek and rolled towards me. Their skin warm in the cool air, wrapped me in a way no blanket ever could. There, relaxing, we breathed slower, and the outside world started getting more real again.
"Bzzzzt! Bzzzzt! Bzzzzt! " I'd gotten too few minutes of relaxation after that last bit. "Too soon," I thought, "too soon..."
Maria turned over and got the alarm, then started crawling out. Her breasts, dangling slightly, moved past me, and her butt, too, superb and almost catlike until she stumbled in getting over pillows and lip of the bunk. For me, all this was high on the surreal meter.
As I got out, I heard again the low vibrating hum of the ships going overhead, shielded by that noisemaker Lynn had turned on last night. They were still moving, still going.
Showering, then shaving again at the kitchen sink, I got back to find the other girls in our room looking at me out of the corners of their eyes, and smiling a little. The fact that I'd had some significant amount of sex in the previous 8 hours was something that both they and I were very aware of.
Getting dressed, I realized it was a hassle for them to have to try to sleep through it, and I didn't like that housing was so tightly packed it was unavoidable. Theoretically, sex can be silent, if everyone is in perfect control of themselves. But, the whole experience of an orgasm involves some overwhelming loss of control. I could blame myself, as could Maria and Lynn, for that noise, but there's only so much trying-to-be-quiet someone can do when in the throes of passion.
Looking at their smiles, though, I realized they weren't upset. Mostly their reactions were positive, smiling at me, not tersely, but being genuinely happy. It could be a shared-bond thought, something like when there's someone you know in a crowd and they're upset, you're connected with them and feel a tug of wanting to help, even if you don't know them that well. Or, I had to consider the other way, that our roommates were mostly my same age, and maybe they either wanted to have boyfriends or were considering the possibility, and maybe I was one of those ideas.
I couldn't be that, could I?
My thought of having two handlers... would need to expand in a week, and maybe they were right, maybe they could be the third, and then the fourth, and not even have to move.
From their perspective (and I was guessing), if there was sex happening somewhere, that would be good news for them in that the odds were good that they'd be having great sex sometime soon themselves.
On the way to school I kept my speculations to myself. We walked together, mostly in silence, and watched the ships, frequently several together, fly overhead carrying giant assemblies too big for one ship alone. Maria and Lynn were both typing on their devices as we walked, bumping up against me. I realized they were following me wherever I went, so I turned across a lawn to cut off a corner, something we never did, and they followed me, deep in their process. Based on their past descriptions, it was a set of reports on what we'd done last night and this morning.
As we split up, I kissed Maria deeply and then Lynn deeply, too, and felt the bond with them stretch as we parted. As I went on towards the hospital for my trauma class, the cold air whipped up against me. The cold air reinforced how alone I suddenly felt without them nearby.
In trauma class we covered how to treat a potential frostbite injury, including hearing about some new drug we were supposed to inject that would minimize the damage by putting cells into a fix-cell-wall-urgently mode with appropriate binding proteins. We had to use a tourniquet, inject it, and then release it on timed schedule based on the mass of the body part. The doctor teaching the class said the tech was pretty new, in the last 2 years, and they hadn't ever used it, but the literature said it was useful.
I had to think, how much new tech has come out now that nearly every kid on Earth (who possibly could get that option, which might be most of us) was, with life and death implications, getting a college education before they're 18 years old.
There had to be a bazillion other things being developed. We all knew the stakes.
Most of our textbooks were on our devices, so I had no idea if the old textbooks compared to our new ones, whether material had been presented faster or slower in The Before.
I did know what was happening now: The world was moving very fast. We had to move with it, or we'd all die gruesome, burning, screaming, vomiting, hideous deaths in such abject pain that we'd be happy that death would take us at the end.
== Chapter: Cross-Dressing ==
Walking into respite-beta, Maria, Lynn, and I sat down and waited for the teacher to start her presentation. There was some air of anticipation or nervousness, especially since in previous days we'd done uncomfortable things, plus from the message about being undressed in class.
The teacher called us to attention, and then started unusually. "Today, for the start of class, I'm going to tell you a story. This story is true, though not widely known on Earth, we usually save it for this class, and we encourage you to keep it to yourselves so that we may use it for this class in the future. Understood?"
After she glanced around the room and saw she had our attention, she continued.
"Quite a few years ago now, early on for Ceres-Wolf, a small colony of several thousand, there was an accident. A depressurization event vented atmo from a section of the facility, triggering the standard lockdown procedures for individual compartments. A medium-sized group of people were rendered unconscious by hypoxia and exposure to cold. When help didn't come immediately, it fell to the two women who remained uninjured to put the rest of them - exposed, injured, and unconscious people - into suits as quickly as possible so they could be moved to safety and helped. The problem was, despite the emergency, these two were embarrassed. One was young, about your age, and had grown up in a very conservative religious home before migrating offworld. She had had strong social conditioning to never touch the sex organs or private parts of anyone else under almost any circumstances. She knew she had to help these injured people and tried to fight her conditioning, so she worked to suit-up the unconscious people properly."
