Quaranteam North West Ch 33

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QT:NW continues the official Spin-Off for the Quaranteam universe originally created by CorruptingPower. You do not need to have read the original series to enjoy this one, but you really do need to start with Chapters 1-4 (I really suggest you read the original though, it's great!). Fans of the original should be pleased to know CP has approved the story and the continuity.

In this chapter you can expect an MFF threesome, a prank, an emergency, and a lot of vaccine recovery process.

Returning Dramatis Personae

House Black

- Harrison 'Harri' Black - Sheriff of Black County, 'Jason Momoa-looking motherfucker' mountain man (mixed heritage), former Army MP

- Erica LaCosta - Fiancee of Harri, Italian Tattoo Artist, Leo's sister, Dark Brunette

- Ivy Gauthier - Quebecoise stripper, half-tattooed, Dirty Blonde anal queen

- Gertrude 'Gerty' Swiftwater - Kara's second cousin, Tribal police on the Rez, Voluptuous Native, Raven hair

- Tanaya Airington - Former rodeo barrel racer and native relay rider, petite and stoic native

- Kara Swiftwater - Harrison's high school sweetheart, former community leader of the local Native band, Gerty's second cousin, Raven hair

- Vanessa Peters - Construction Forewoman, Daughter of Brent Peters the head of the construction project, Brunette

- Kyla Bautista - Trained dancer, Phillipino Spy, Harri's Deputy Sheriff, Raven hair

US Military

- Lt Col Miriam Abarbanel - Military friend of Harri's, Air Force Lt Col, Jewish heritage, Commanding Officer for Valhalla Hills construction and the Oregon Quaranteam research project

Other

- Julia De Luca - Helicopter Pilot, former Air Force Pararescue Pilot. Friend and Client of Erica.

Referenced Characters

- Captain Laura Bloomberg - Air Force JAG serving as Miriam's second, Blonde

- Leo LaCosta - Harri's best friend and former roommate, Italian carpenter, Erica's brother

- India - Girlfriend of Aria, Hippy Stripper/Sugar Baby, grew up in a commune, Brunette dreads and braids

- Danielle 'Dani' - Australian stripper, Brunette

- Aria - Girlfriend of India, Stripper/Sugar Baby, Ginger, Member of House LaCosta

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"Kiss her."

Erica had followed me onto our bed in the back of the RV, on her knees again as she took up her position between Julia's legs. The two of them were like peas in a pod, both pale Italian girls with womanly curves, dark wavy hair and heavily tattooed. They even had the same playful, mischievous grin going on as they eyefucked me from head to- well, knees, since I was kneeling on the bed as well. The core difference between them, however, was that Erica was already my fiancee and Julia was

new

. To me, at least, and in this situation.

Erica's order came across as half demanding and half eager, and she leaned forward to drop her mouth back to Julia's pretty pussy with a slurp as she watched us with wide eyes.

"Come here," I murmured, trying not to let it be too gravelly as I leaned towards Julia as well, sliding one hand from her shoulder to the side of her neck, shifting one of those thick waves of hair out of the way and feeling my fingers glide through the hair on the back of her head. She let me pull her to me, sitting up a little taller, and I kissed her firmly. Hungrily.

I'd kept having those flashes of... jealousy? Possessiveness? For a few days now. Or longer? Either way, they'd been a problem and I'd been shoving them back down into a mental hole. The Doc, and especially Laura, weren't options to me.

Especially

Laura now - she was actively imprinting on Leo.

But Julia

wasn't

out of reach. And she was attractive, and flirty, and a badass. We'd

killed

together, which was something only Kyla could match. Erica wanted this, wanted to connect me with her. The others knew, had even helped it happen. There were no barriers. No reason not to...

I kissed her with hunger, groaning as she reacted to me and intensified her own kissing. She moaned softly, putting a hand on my chest and scratching her fingernails down my pec, and then she moaned louder as Erica did something down between her legs. Julia's hand slid down my torso and I shifted a little closer so she could reach my cock, her hand cautiously wrapping around the base of it blindly and exploring it with soft touches.

"Fuck," she muttered into the kissing.

I brought my other hand up, holding the other side of her neck as well, pinning her in place in the world as we savaged each other with our lips and tongues. It was pure and animalistic and I almost lost my composure as I thought briefly of the Will Ferrel and Amy Adams scene where they made animal noises as they made out in the bar. What movie was that?

It didn't matter, and it slipped from my mind as I shuffled a little closer to Julia on my knees, looming higher over her and then down so that she could lay back.

Then she broke the kiss, gasping for breath, eyes wide and blinking. "

Fuck

," she said. "You kiss like you

invented

it, Harri." Then she flinched in pleasure and turned her attention to Erica, reaching down with the hand that wasn't on my cock so she could run her fingers through my fiancee's hair. "You didn't tell me about that, you bitch," she grinned.

Erica raised up from Julia's pussy with a long stroke of her tongue through the other woman's warm brown labia. She got a little more tan around her plump outer lips, which was only heightened in effect by the fact that her inner core was the lightest pastel pink I'd ever seen in a pussy. "I also didn't mention that he comes like a volcano, or that he can keep fucking after his first orgasm almost every time," Erica smirked. "But I figured you'd want

some

surprises."

Julia cackled and turned back to me, eagerly kissing me again as her hand stroked my cock more firmly. "Wait," she mumbled, pulling from me, and I let her go so she could bend at her waist, fishing my cock to her mouth. She kissed the side as I sat up higher and she looked up at me sideways as she smirked and kissed my shaft again, then licked it and spat on it before rubbing her spit up and down the shaft. "I'm gonna blow you at some point," she said thickly. "But I want to fuckin' make out with you like

that

while Erica makes me come with her tongue. That good with you?"

"Sounds wonderful," I said, running my fingers through her hair much as she'd done to Erica moments before.

Julia kissed my cock again, that playful look in her eyes as she teased me, then she pursed her lips and let some drool drip out and onto my shaft before she used both hands to rub it all over. One more lick up the bottom of my shaft and she backed off with a satisfied grin. "There. Now I can jerk you off properly."

I grunted a chuckle and grabbed her under her armpits, pulling her a little further up the bed so that she was propped up more on the pillows. This made Erica crawl a bit to follow, but it had Julia gasping deeply and grinning some more, her lungs filling her chest and pushing out her tits. They may not have been as picture-perfect as Kyla's or Kara's, or quite as large and full as Erica's or Gerty's, but they were perfect for her and capped with those nice, warm brown areolas and little nipples. I bowed my head down, kissing the side of her one breast and then teasing her right back as I dragged my tongue up the side before darting forward more and finding her lips with mine.

This time she held me in place, both hands clamping over my ears and her fingers in my hair as she pulled me down to her. As we made out, feeling like we were trading more than spit and slick touches, she would let go of my head with one hand and drop it down to stroke my cock for a bit, then seem to forget that had been her plan as her hand would trace back up my body until she was clutching my head again. At the same time, I could feel her slowly writhing underneath me, rolling with the pleasures that Erica was heaping on her with her mouth.

I had no doubt that Erica had probably been able to get Julia off with oral when they'd hooked up in the past, but I also had a feeling that Erica had learned or developed a few

new

techniques since we'd first been joined by Ivy and Vanessa. Julia was definitely getting the benefit of that now.

It didn't matter to me that my cock was being nearly ignored for the moment. And it didn't seem to matter to the animal in me either - that overwhelming sensation wasn't driving me to

fuck

. I was doing what it wanted. I was dominating.

I was showing Julia exactly what I could offer, making her melt under me with nothing more than kisses, groans and some soft caresses.

When she came she started to pant, sucking in rapid breaths in between our kissing, and her fingers clawed into the side of my head as she started to reach her peak. Thankfully, maybe because she was a pilot or perhaps just because nail places had been closed, she didn't have long nails or else she would have probably drawn blood. Not that I would have minded with how turned on I was. I did mind the fact that she bit my upper lip kind of hard as she went over the edge though, pulling away from her as she gasped, using a hand on her chest right under her throat to push her back from me.

She looked at me, her eyes dilated and her jaw working, her neat little eyebrows pulling together as she rode the ecstasy of her orgasm while Erica refused to let up.

'

Fuck

,' Julia mouthed, her eyes locked with mine.

"Just the first one," I promised her, the growl deep in my chest.

It ended more suddenly than it had started, and Julia let out a sharp exhale as her body relaxed and she blinked and shook her head lightly.

"Nice one," Erica said with a smirk, raising up from where she'd been kneeling and fixing her hair in a completely casual but utterly sexual move.

"Damn right," Julia said, a little raspy before she cleared her throat and laughed. Then she got a wicked look on her face and grabbed my wrist. "Just so you know, a little higher next time," she said, guiding my hand up so it was over the mandala tattooed on her throat.

"Noted," I said, completely unsurprised and giving her a confident little squeeze that made her tease her bottom lip with her tongue. After everything with Erica, Vanessa and Ivy and the rough sex they liked in bed, I was getting used to the tattooed women in my life revealing they had a somewhat stereotypical dark side to go with their alternative styles.

"Mmm, I want to see him fuck you now, slut," Erica said, clapping her hands on Julia's thighs playfully.

"Mmm-mm," Julia hummed and shook her head. "I'm still coming down from

that

one. I want to see him fuck

you

. Build some anticipation."

"Oh no, wifey," I joked, turning my lascivious gaze onto Erica. "How ever will you cope with that?"

"I'll never recover," Erica sighed dramatically, throwing an arm over her face and then laughing as she dropped her arms and looked at her friend with a big, horny grin. "How do you want him to fuck me, you bossy whore?"

"Just like that," Julia grinned, eyeing up Erica as my fiancee knelt between her legs. "I wanna see those titties

bounce

."

"Mmm," Erica hummed, wiggling her hips a little as she kept grinning. "Works for me."

I gave Julia's throat another little squeeze and then dragged my hand down her chest and to one breast, giving it a squeeze and rubbing my thumb over her nipple once before pulling away. That made her laugh and call me a tease, but I was already moving as I stepped off the bed, circled around and climbed back up behind Erica. I slid my hands around my fiancee, feeling her smooth, soft stomach that wasn't showing any hint of the pregnancy yet, and she leaned back against me with a happy groan. Then I let my hands travel, one up to her tits and the other down to her crotch, as I kissed on her shoulders. The breast hand groped and mauled, and I watched over Erica's shoulder as Julia matched the fervour as she did the same to her own breasts. The crotch hand was more delicate, sliding down over my fiancee's mound and feeling the warmth of her arousal, and then the slick lubrication of her juicy pussy.

Erica was

wet

. Sodden. But then, she said she always was when she was around me.

I couldn't say I could find a single reason to complain about that.

We took a few moments, maybe not even a minute, to just let me hold her and tease her. Keeping her in my arms, my hands all over her. My lips tasting her skin. But then she reached back, wedging her hand between us and finding where my cock was pressed into the cleavage of her butt and up toward her lower back. She hummed in her chest, part groan and part growl of desire, and humped her butt back at me as she made her desire clear.

I kissed her one last time and then let go of her, tilting back away from her so that I could get the right angle to guide my cock between us. The head slid between her labia once, making us both groan, and on the second thrust I was pressing into her, feeling her accept me with a squeeze and a stretch and both of us grunting.

We fucked. That's what Erica wanted, and that's what Julia wanted to see. And it was just our opening position of the threesome, really. I held Erica around the stomach with both hands, fucking at and up into her from behind, her body rocking forward and then slamming back at me with a soft clap of her butt against my thighs and pelvis. This had her tits

bouncing

just like Julia wanted, and I had a great view of Julia splayed out before us, her legs spread as she teased her pussy with both hands and watched with her jaw just a little askew and her eyes hooded, thoroughly the voyeur for the moment.

"Fuck, yes, hubby," Erica groaned, pressing back at me hard, a silent signal to drive deep into her and hold her as she rode a wave of pleasure at just being filled by me. In return I grunted, squeezing her tighter as I felt her working her Kegels, clenching on my cock in a couple of ripples.

"Fuck, that's hot," Julia mumbled, still playing with herself openly. "God, how deep is he in you?"

"So deep," Erica moaned through a grin.

"And is it as thick as I think it is?"

"

So

thick," Erica chuckled. "Perfect thick. Godly thick."

"OK, I'm not

that

big," I chuckled, still holding her tightly, her bare back pressed to my chest.

"Fine, just perfectly thick," Erica sighed, leaning her head back against my shoulder as she revelled in what she was feeling. "We all agree. If you were any bigger you'd probably be a little too big. Any smaller and someone could say 'I wouldn't complain about a little more.' You are

just right

."

"Then I guess I'm glad my teenage wish of having a footlong cock didn't come true," I chuckled, kissing her shoulder.

Erica barked a laugh, rolling her head forward and then pressing back at my hips with both hands, getting me to pull out of her sodden snatch. "

I

might have been able to get used to a dick that big, but I don't think Ivy, Vanessa or Kyla could handle it. Well, maybe Vanessa," she chuckled. "Jesus, can you imagine Ivy trying to take a footlong cock in her ass?"

"No, and I don't want to," I smirked and shook my head.

"Your turn," Erica grinned as she turned her attention to Julia. "To feel the perfect sized cock."

Julia, grinning, rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh, fine, I guess I'm willing to try out perfection. At least while it's sitting here in front of me."

Erica snorted and turned on her knees, looping an arm over my shoulder and kissing me firmly. "I love you," she said warmly, looking into my eyes.

"I love you too, E," I said, reverting back to one of the older nicknames we'd used before she'd become 'wifey.'

She grinned and then surprised me by hopping off the bed. "Alright, Jules," she said, putting her fists on her hips and raising an eyebrow at her expectantly.

"It's time?" Julia asked with a smirk.

"It's time," Erica nodded.

"Time for what?" I asked, having a feeling they weren't just referring to Julia's turn to get fucked. That

thing

in me was getting impatient, but not so much that I couldn't reasonably see they were having fun with something and that could only work to my benefit.

"The big reveal," Erica grinned. "Of the finest ass this side of the Rockies."

"Ex

cuse

me, I think it's more like this side of the Mississippi," Julia scoffed.

I'd seen Julia's ass in her flight suit, in her tac gear and in a pair of sweatpants - which was to say, not really that much. Thinking back I couldn't remember what she'd been wearing around camp the past couple days. I'd been a little busy trying to handle everything else going on and even though we'd had a couple of quick conversations the only time I'd really

spent

with her was on the hike with Dani when she'd been wearing the same jeans that she'd gone on the rescue mission wearing.

"Look, Vegas is on this side of the Mississippi," Erica reasoned. "Not to mention California, which I'm already giving you. Vegas has a

lot

of strippers, though."

Julia laughed, rolling her eyes, and shrugged. "Fine,

maybe

there's a stripper in Vegas who has a nicer ass than mine."

"You two," I chuckled, shaking my head.

"You say that now," Erica grinned at me. Then she gestured to Julia. "Well?"

Julia, still grinning, got a bit of a shy look for a moment and she locked eyes with me, but then she shook it off and bit her lip as she moved up onto her knees on the bed still facing me. Then she stuck her tongue out playfully and spun in place, going down onto her hands as well and arching her back.

"Holy..." I muttered, my eyebrows raising.

Gerty's ass was bigger, and at one point I might have said I couldn't imagine a big butt that was better. Vanessa had a stealthily juicy ass that could compete with Erica. The other butts of the women on my team were all very nice, even skinny Tanaya who was the 'least blessed' in that department, with Ivy fairly close to that level as well.

If Vanessa had a 'stealth booty' as the girls liked to say, hiding and only released properly when she was sans-pants, then Julia's ass was the B-2 Spirit of asses. The highest-end Stealth Bomber, packed with all the bells and whistles, ready to drop wanton destruction on whoever it targeted. It was thick, and meaty, and

perfectly

proportioned in every way. Each cheek slightly globular, supported by real muscle underneath a layer of softness, with a defined cleavage both over and under the cheeks and a pair of dimples on top.

"Right?" Erica grinned. "Shake what yo' momma gave you, Jules."

Julia laughed and waggled her butt back and forth, making it wiggle as she looked back over her shoulder at me, grinning at my reaction.

"You two

dared

say I had a 'perfect cock' when the perfect ass was hiding against the mattress the entire time?" I asked with an astounded laugh. "Jesus fucking Christ, Julia."

"So you like it?" Julia teased me with an innocent, naive voice.

I growled and grabbed her butt cheeks with both hands, not holding back for permission because this whole thing was permission. And because the

thing

in me was practically purring with joy that this woman was

mine

.

Her ass felt just as perfect as it looked.

"It's abso-fucking-amazing," I grunted, massaging her booty cheek with one hand as I shifted forward, pressing my hard cock to the outer cleft of her cheeks as I leaned forward and ran my other hand up her spine from the small of her back all the way up to her shoulder blades. "And your choice of artist and art is also top-notch."

Erica snorted happily from next to the bed because she knew I recognized her tattoo work. I'd suspected one of Julia's arm sleeves was Erica's work, but my fiancee refused to do fiddly 'geometric wastes of my goddamn time' so she wouldn't have done the mandala neckpiece and the tops of Julia's shoulders. I shifted Julia's long hair out of the way so I could see all the way up to her hairline - the mandala tattoo circled her neck completely but bled into the main piece of Erica's work that started on Julia's shoulder blades and covered most of her back down to a stylized point at the small of her back, accentuating the taper of her waist. The main piece was a stylized Sacred Heart cross, which was a little surprising, with a classic Roman cross and a fiery heart ringed with a crown of thorns. Each quadrant of her back made by the cross featured designs that I could immediately tell were dear to Julia and part of her like a personal coat of arms - the upper left was a military regimental crest that I didn't immediately recognize, but could tell that's what it was. The top right was a pair of combat helicopters flying through a storm. The bottom left was a stylized pair of figures, one bigger and male and one smaller and female, leaning into each other side by side. And the bottom right was another stylized crest like the military one, but it was a pair of crossed ornate keys with an extravagant crown on top.