36: Friday July 17, 0815 hours CST: Is It a Dream or a Grind?
Zach walked spinward towards Charisse and Alexis's place. He was a little late, but with any luck they were asleep. It was two hours past their bedtime. He thought he would maybe have Charisse first and then Alexis. As he walked, he called Colleen, but she didn't pick up. He left the voicemail, "I propose every evening at 8 PM. Let me know what you think." He duplicated the message by text.
Charisse and Alexis were always easy work. They knew what they wanted out of Zach. They knew how to manage his state of arousal to suit their desires. They knew how to manage their level of stimulation so that they got everything they wanted. They got under him when they wanted a pounding. They rode him when they wanted more control. This morning, which was in the middle of their sleep cycle, they each wanted a quick pounding. They made satisfied sounds as he chased his own pleasure and inseminated each of them.
As he neared orgasm in Charisse, he whispered another profession of love to her. She sleepily put a finger over his mouth to stop his talking. He finished in her with no further comment other than a satisfied grunt as he climaxed. He put his scrubs on and left as the women returned to slumber. He needed to chill with regard to blurting his undying love to Charisse. She needed time. It was clear to him that he had just crossed the line with her from enthusiastic to pushy. It was a line he hated to step over even accidentally. Honestly, he shouldn't even bother to communicate at all with any of them. They all seemed to know what he was thinking and feeling better and sooner than he himself did. He needed to shut the fuck up.
Zach did an hour and a half of work. He got a text from Colleen confirming their 8 PM regular time. At 10 AM, his time for Michaela, Zach met her in Control A as she ended her shift. They climbed through the axis of the ship from Radial Arm Bay A1 to Radial Arm Bay B1 to reach her and Aanya's quarters. He asked after Aanya, and Michaela said everything was fine with her. Michaela understood how orally fixated he was. She sat on his face and directed him how best to lick her. She filled her time getting orgasm after satisfying orgasm from his happy exploring lips and tongue. She was wonderfully fragrant and tasty for him after anticipating him during her whole watch. He absolutely loved it, as she knew he would. She rode his mouth until his face was sore and tired. She climbed off and excitedly spread for him. This was another thing they both loved. She had him pound her missionary and piledriver style to several more orgasms with her legs over her head and out. Satisfied with his pounding, to top it off, she coaxed a big batch out of his balls to fill her satisfyingly. Then she told him lovingly and a bit worshipfully to piss off and rolled over to take a short nap. He donned his scrubs and left.