Fantasy The People Makers

Taylor was at another official function when he heard his name being called by a pretty voice he knew well.

"Michael!"

Survey Service Captain Andrea Farber suddenly flowed into his arms. It felt so natural.

Taylor and Andrea had known each other, on and off, for twenty years. They had met at the Academy and there had been a spark between them but Taylor had been with Cherry Oteri. Taylor recovered from that lost opportunity years later when he helped her out on Sheppard's Planet, and the two had consummated their on again, off again relationship right before Andrea got married to Herbert, a four dimensional investment banker. After that, whenever their paths crossed again, they got together for brief but intense dalliances. Whatever guilt that Andrea felt seems to have long since abated. She didn't seem troubled by her infidelities with Taylor as long as they were infrequent enough. Whether she was seeing other men on the side Taylor didn't know and he didn't want to know.

At 40 years of age Andrea hadn't lost any of her beauty. She was a gorgeous redhead with a pretty face, and large breasts with enormous areolas which were a delightful handful for Taylor. Her breasts still wonderfully filled out her dayshirt. How Taylor wished he could have her again!

"How have you been, Handsome?" she asked, her green eyes sparkling.

"I've been stuck here at Port Auburn while the Immortal is being repaired," said Taylor. "It's been a month, and I have two more to go."

"Poor boy," she said mockingly. She traced a finger over his arm as she stood close to him, very close. She gave him a look of yearning. "The Relentless is only going to be here for three days, but I might be able to fit in an old friend in my busy schedule... if he asks me persuasively." Her eyes sparkled at him.

"Andrea...." Taylor sucked his lips in. "I... I can't."

"Can't?" She looked puzzled for a moment. Then her face clarified. "You and Sophie."

"No," said Taylor.

"You and Sophie," Andrea nodded, grinning.

"No, Andrea."

"Your mouth say no, but your eyes say yes. You've finally consummated your slow burning relationship, haven't you?"

"I... it's hard to explain," said Taylor.

"Not so hard," said Andrea. "You have a penis, Michael, a p-e-n-i-s. Sophie for all her calm demeanor, has a vagina, v-a-g-i-n-a. Sophie very much wants you to put your p-e-n-i-s in her super logical v-a-g-i-n-a and I know you've been aching to do the same. Am I right?"

"Andrea...."

"I'm so happy for you both!" She gave him a quick hug. Then she took a step back. "But... are you exclusive? You can't be seeing her openly. Regulations and all. Are you sure you don't want to spend a few hours catching up... with little ole me?" She smiled at him.

Taylor was sorely tempted. He found Andrea as attractive as ever. And what's more she was an equal, in more ways than one, a fellow Survey Service Captain. His relationship with her was subtly different than it could be with anyone else, the things they could both share and understand, as they both... unburdened themselves.

"Hey there, Gallant Soace Captain!" said Tessa, coming out of nowhere. She somehow inserted herself into the small space between Taylor and Andrea, using her body to widen it. She kissed him on the lips and smiled when he responded. Then she spun around to face Andrea, putting a possessive arm around Taylor's waist. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your new friend, dear?"

"Uh, Tessa, this is Andrea Farber, the Captain of the USS Relentless."

"The Relentless? Wasn't that your old ship, Dear?"

"Yes," said Taylor. "Andrea was given command when I was listed as Missing in Action on New Eden."

"Ouch! That must have hurt! You must really resent her!" said Tessa. "Were the two of you about to come to blows?"

"No," said Taylor, grinning. "And Andrea is not exactly a new friend. We went to the Academy together."

"Really?" said Tessa, with exaggerated wide eyes. "Then this must be the first time you've seen each other in what, 20 years?"

"We've come across each other... from time to time," Taylor grinned. "Andrea, Tessa is a Special Negotiator with the Diplomatic Corps. She's very intuitive, in some ways."

"I can see that," said Andrea, with her hands on her hips, making her pouty breasts stick out all the more. "I hope the two of you are very happy together."

"We are," said Tessa, and Taylor felt her grip grow slightly tighter. "What about you, dear? Is that a wedding ring I see on your finger?"

"Yes," said Andrea. "My husband, Herbert, is a banker."

"You probably miss him terribly. Will you be seeing him soon?" Tessa asked.

Andrea blinked several times. "Yes." She turned to Taylor. "Nice to see you, Michael. And nice meeting you, Tessa." She walked stiffly away.

Taylor turned to Tessa. "You were a little tough on her, weren't you?"

"Just having a little fun," said Tessa. She squeezed his arm. "Actually, she looks like she'd be fun in bed. Is she?"

"I wouldn't know," said Taylor.

"Of course not," said Tessa, rolling her eyes.

Taylor gasped as he pounded in and out of Tessa's pussy. Her thick dark reddish pubic curls concealed the object of his mounting desire. It didn't take Tessa very long to strip another layer of secrets from him.

"She was engaged to be married, the first time we did it," said Taylor. His penis was hard and red and felt ready to erupt inside of her.

"And the next time?"

Taylor poled into her harder. Just a little more....

"The next time?" she asked again, putting a hand on his chest. She didn't push, but the message was clear.

"After she got married," said Taylor, getting a pained look on his face.

"Well well well. You do have a thing for married women. First Cherry, then Andrea. Or was Cherry the first? She certainly wasn't the last, was she?"

Taylor gasped again. He was really close now! He sensed that Tessa didn't seem especially upset by this latest revelation from Taylor's past. If anything, he screaned, she seemed almost turned on by it.....

"Did you like it, my Gallant Space Captain? Seducing a woman about to be married? Looking into the eyes of a fellow officer and making her want you more than the man she was about to marry? Fucking an officer of the line in her own Captain's Cabin?"

"Yes!" Taylor cried, jerking his head back. "Yes, yes yes!" He gasped as sperm whipped out of the head of his penis, shooting into her with enormous velocity. Tessa gave a dry chuckle and wrapped her legs around him as she was richly inseminated.

As they lay together afterwards, Tessa said, "Would you have done it?"

"Done what?"

"Done what?" said Tessa, imitating his voice. "Sex with Andrea. If I hadn't come along at that moment, would you have slept with her?"

"Of course not!" said Taylor indignantly.

"Because you're loyal to me, right?"

"Of course," said Taylor, wondering where this discussion was going.

"But...." Tessa's roving hand was tracing an unusual pattern over his chest, over and over. "What if I said you could?"

"What?"

She looked at him with big green eyes. "What if I gave my permission? For you and Andrea?"

"You... you would do that?"

Tessa sat up on her elbows. "Maybe. You'd have to ask me to find out."

She looked so beautiful with her heavy sloping breasts, her thick orange curly hair, and her commanding gaze. What was she thinking? Somehow, Taylor felt he was being tested. But what was the correct answer?

Taylor reached out and stroked her cheek. "I want you... and only you."

"Really?" said Tessa. Her face was a mask. Was she jealous... or disappointed?

"Really," said Taylor. And then, to silence all this uncomfortable talk, he pressed his lips against hers.

The following day, Maggie Tysons just happened to drop in on them at lunch. Only Taylor didn't screan that it was accidental. Tessa had invited him out to lunch and she easily could have arranged it.

"Hey, you!" Maggie said, kissing her friend on the lips.

"Hey you," said Tessa. "What are you doing here?"

"Eating lunch, or about to," said Maggie. She put her hands on her hips. "What are you doing here in a cafe?"

"What do you know, Michael and I are eating lunch too!"

"What a coincidence!" Maggie cried.

"Like to join us?"

"Love to," said Tessa. "That is... if it's all right with my Gallant Captain."

Taylor felt all eyes on him. "Of course, Tessa."

"Wallace Manning," said Maggie, between bitefuls. She was talking to Tessa, but in between she would give Taylor furtive looks and little smiles. If Tessa noticed, she didn't seem to mind.

"So you finally sealed the deal with Wallace?" Tessa asked.

"Um hm," said the flirty brunette. Her hair was dark and thin and straight, like Sophie's.

"So, how was it?" Tessa asked.

Maggie dropped her electrofork, extended a finger of one hand and curled the fingers of her other hand into a tunnel and inserted her finger into it. "You know. In, out, in out."

"Maggie!" said Tessa.

"Well, that's all it was," Maggie grinned.

"No romance? No passion?"

Maggie shook her head. "He just used me like a piston." She gave Taylor a sly smile. "No offense, Michael."

"None taken," said Taylor. There was something very appealing about her little smiles. She was flirting with him right in front of his girlfriend! Her face kind of reminded him of Sophie, but her manner was very, very different.

"I'll bet Michael could teach Wallace a thing or two," said Maggie.

"I'm sure he could," said Tessa, giving a hungry smile. "Like what?"

"Like....." Maggie dropped her electrofork with a clatter. She put a hand on Taylor's wrist. Her touch was electric. "Like how to look a woman in the eyes when you make love to her." She stared at Taylor with her firm green eyes. "How to tell a woman how beautiful she is." Her fingers played a rhythmic pattern over his wrist. "How coming inside of her is the most important thing in the world to him." Her green eyes reminded him of Tessa, but the face was Sophie's, a curious combination. "How making your woman happy, how making your woman climax in your arms, is so fucking exciting to you that you'll do anything you need to to make it happen." Her lips were thin, her breasts were far smaller than Tessa's, but like Tessa, she reeked of sensuality.

Taylor, despite himself, felt his shaft stirring in his pants. Her face was close to him now, so very close. She reached out and caressed his cheek. "Know what I mean, Michael?"

"Y-yes." Taylor was embarrassed to hear his voice cracking. The girls laughed, and the tension quickly dissipated. But for the rest of the lunch Tessa gave him knowing looks.

Does she want this?

Sophie was dating Dennis Jerlock. Dennis was a civilian administrator at Port Auburn. That didn't really matter.

What did matter was that he looked a lot like Taylor.

Oh, the two could never been confused for each other, except in a dark alley. But Dennis did have the same gold colored hair, the same broad shoulders, the same blue eyes and strong chin that Taylor did. His chest wasn't as massive, but it was good enough. He was good enough.

Dennis bored her through and through. Sophie knew it on the first date, and reconfirmed it on the second. But when she looked into those blue eyes she could convince herself that she saw Taylor. Her sessions with Taylor were getting hotter and hotter but he had yet to bring her to orgasm. She thought perhaps that her hot sessions with Taylor combined with actual sex with a poor Taylor clone like Dennis might be enough.

It would have to be enough.

The Commandant of the Academy asked Michael to come to another function after work the next day. Taylor warily agreed, even though he knew he'd have to invite Tessa. But Tessa had already met Sophie, she had already met Andrea, what else could happen which could embarrass him?

The answer came in the form of Admiral Chellina. The Grand Admiral came up to him while he was chatting with Tessa by the snack table.

"You must be Michael's new friend. We've been hearing a lot about you," said Chellina.

"You have?" Tessa gave Taylor a glance. "My Gallant Captain, have you been boasting?"

Chellina put a friendly hand on Taylor's. "I have all my spies watching Captain Taylor. They all give me daily reports." She smiled at Tessa. "You've been seen with him at a number of events. If you're trying to hide it, you're not doing a very good job."

Tessa gave Taylor a thin lipped smile. "My Gallant Captain... would you care to introduce us?"

"Oh, yes, where are my manners? Admiral, this is Tessa Hetford, Special Negotiator Tessa Hetford. Tessa, I'd like you to meet Admiral, Grand Admiral Janet Chellina. I've reported to her for several years now."

"Have you," said Tessa, giving a warm smile. She looked at Chellina, who, obviously in her 50's, was no threat to her. And yet she had bright blonde hair and a brilliant smile. She looked from Chellina to Taylor and back to Chellina again.

"You fucked her!" said Tessa. Her body was slick with wetness; she wiped both sweat and hair out of her forehead as she bounced heavily up and down on Taylor's penis. "You fucked your own admiral!"

"No!" Taylor cried. This was one secret he couldn't reveal, he simply couldn't!

"Admit it! Admit it, or I'll never let you come inside me again!" Tessa worked her vaginal muscles expertly like a glove. Taylor groaned as he felt the purple engorged head of his penis being massaged, being massaged so much that it was painful. "No, Tessa, back off, back off!"

Tessa reduced the intensity. "Admit it!"

"All right! But you can never tell anyone!"

"You fucked your own admiral!"

"Yes!" said Taylor, looking miserable.

Tessa on the other hand, looked triumphant as she rotated her hips. A big smile formed on her face. "Is that how you got all your promotions, Michael? Is that how you became Captain?"

"No, Tessa!"

"You fucked her," said Tessa, with a gleam in her eyes, an intense hungering as she rode once more on his shaft. "You fucked her, and told her, please, Admiral, make me a Commander!" Up! Down! "Please Admiral, make me a Captain!" Up! Down! "Please Admiral, give me command of the biggest ship in the fleet, as big as my fucking cock!"

Taylor roared with indignation and grabbed Tessa's face and kissed her, hard. So hard in fact that he bit her lip. With a sudden surge of masculine dominance, he flipped her over in a single motion, and pumped her hard. He pumped her with rage.

"Ah, ah, yes, Michael, just like that!"

Taylor cried out as he hammered her cunt as hard as he could. Suddenly he stiffened and released inside of her, emptying his balls in an extremely satisfying way. He gasped, collapsing on top of her.

"That was the best ever, wasn't it?"

Taylor nodded. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat. He felt like he had just run a mile. His organ, his body, felt so incredibly relaxed.

Tessa traced that unfamiliar pattern over his chest. "You sleep with pregnant women... married women... even your superior officer... is there anyone you won't sleep with, Michael?"

"Tessa, it's not like that. You're painting me like-"

"A ladies' man," she said, stroking his face slowly. "A rogue, but a gentle rogue. My rogue," she kissed him passionately. Taylor felt the warmth of her breasts pressed against him, her legs intertwined with him. He never wanted it to end.

When she pulled back she gave him a smile. "So, I repeat the question. Is there anyone you won't sleep with?"

Taylor frowned. "I... I don't understand what you're getting at?"

"What I'm getting at, my dear, Gallant Space Captain, is my dear friend Maggie."

"What about her?"

"Would you like to sleep with her?"

"Of course not!"

"Of course not!" said Tessa, imitating his deep voice. "Why not? Don't you find her attractive? I was watching you at lunch with her the other day. There was chemistry between you two. Don't deny it."

"Tessa... Maggie is a pretty girl... but I only have eyes for you."

"Do you?" she said, in a way that made Taylor wonder if she knew about Sophie. "What if I asked you to do it, as a personal favor for me?"

"For you?" Taylor was totally confused now. "Why?"

"Maggie is my best friend." She gave him a crooked smile as she played with his deflated shaft. Her fingers lingered at the tip. "She wants you."

"She does?"

"Surely you can't be that blind, Michael."

"She was flirting with me, yes, but-"

"She wants you to fuck her," said Tessa bluntly, squeezing the tip of him hard. "She's told me so."

"She has?" Taylor wondered how that conversation had come about.

"Yes. So, will you?" She stared at him questioningly, even as she fondled his most sensitive part.

Taylor struggled for the right words. "Tessa... I'm with you now. Do you really want me to sleep... with your best friend?"

"You heard how loveless her current relationship is. It hurts her, Michael." She looked at him imploringly.

"She's in pain?"

"Yes," said Tessa. "She has nothing for her own, and she sees you with me, you, you brilliant, handsome perfect male-"

"I'm not perfect!"

"You're close enough!" said Tessa. "You're incredibly handsome, and sexy, and kind." She paused, and her hand cupped his testicles, gently. "Michael, her birthday is in two days. She's turning 40 and she's unhappy, single and unhappy at 40. Do this for me... please?"

Taylor took a deep breath. "All... all right. If it's what you really want!" He screaned her intensely. She really did want Taylor to make love to her best friend, though her motivations were not quite what she said it was. There was a layer of deception in her, he could see it as clear as day, but what it meant, Taylor didn't quite know.

"It is," said Tessa firmly. She pulled on his ball sack gently, which put pleasurable tension on his penis. "You're going to be such a great fuck for her, I just know it."

Taylor shuddered. He never imagined being a part of a conversation where his girlfriend told him he was going to be a great fuck for her best friend. Maybe I should tell her about Sophie. Maybe she would understand. But something held him back.

"Where do you want us to... should I go to her apartment? Or invite her to mine?"

Tessa patted her pillow. "Right here will do fine."

"Your place?" Taylor's eyebrows converged. "And where will you be?"

"Right here, silly."

"You want to watch?" said Taylor.

"Of course," said Tessa. "She's my best friend."

"You want to watch me having sex with your best friend?"

"Um hm," she gave a smug smile as she nodded vigorously.

Suddenly it all made sense. The posed holos of him with an erection jutting from between his legs. The holorecording of their lovemaking.

Tessa liked to watch.

Maggie stepped through the doorway. The brunette cutie was wearing a tight sweater which showed off her small but perky breasts, as well as a short skirt and high heels. Her face was heavily made up with bright red lipstick and dark eye shadow. The makeup made the occasion felt so much more formal, and even more awkward for Taylor.

"Michael?" she said uncertainly, as she stepped into Tessa's bedroom.

"Well, don't just stand there, Michael, give her a hug!" said Tessa. Tessa was wearing a nearly transparent nightie which showed off her heavy breasts and was lying back on one side of her bed.

Taylor, sensing Maggie's nervousness, went up to her and gave her a hug. "Hello Maggie."

"Hello Michael," She said. Her voice was soft and alluring.

"Do you really want this?" he whispered.

"Yes," she said. "More than anything!"

He screaned her. That much, at least, was true.

Taylor heard a voice behind him. "You can kiss her, Gallant Captain. Unless you plan to make love to my best friend without kissing. But I think it won't be nearly as fun."

Maggie looked at him with nervous anticipation. She wanted this. And then, suddenly, so did he. He pressed his lips against her. Maggie groaned with pleasure, closing her eyes and grabbing him tightly. He felt the warmth of her pressed against him, could screan her passion. When he pulled back, her eyelids slowly fluttered.

"Oh, I've wanted that for so long."

"So long?"

"Since the moment we met, dear Michael." She looked at him intently. "Are you really willing... to make love to me?"

Michael gave a confident smile. "Of course."

Taylor removed her sweater as she helped him with his shirt. "Mmmmm, what a big hairy chest," she said appreciatively.

"You like it, Maggs?" Tessa asked from the bed.

"I do, Sister, I really do," Maggie almost purred. She reached out and brushed her fingertips along his chest. She stared at Taylor with a gleaming intensity as she gently fondled him. The air was thick with sensuality. "I can't wait to feel you against me while you fuck me senseless, Michael." As she stared at him with sparkling green eyes, Taylor felt himself starting to get hard.

Maggie boldly started to work on his pants while he helped her with her miniskirt. She gracefully stepped out of the puddle of clothing while he lifted his feet where needed.

Despite her obvious lust, he saw she was still tense and so he kissed her again. He felt the firmness in her body start to ease. Then he reached behind her and unclasped her breast control collar. It felt to the floor with a clatter. Taylor looked at her breasts. They were small but barely had a hint of sag. Her nipples pointed straight out at him. Maggie shuddered as she felt Taylor eyeing her hungrily.

Taylor reached out experimentally and squeezed her breasts.

"Oh yes, Michael, oh yes," said Maggie.

Taylor looked over at Tessa, who was smiling approvingly. "That's right, lover. Knead them carefully, tenderly, skillfully."

Maggie smiled in such a sexy way while Taylor massaged her breasts. She leaned forward and kissed him hungrily, which Taylor found quite endearing.

Then Taylor reached for her panties, and felt her stiffen again. "Let's take them off together," he whispered.

Maggie nodded and reached for his own briefs, his Survey Service underwear which had the symbol of spaceship and sun emblazoned on his crotch.

"One... two...."

"Three!" Maggie grinned, pulling down his last layer of clothing as Taylor did the same for her.

And then they were standing nude before each other. I'm naked with another woman in front of my girlfriend, Taylor thought. I never imagined a moment like this in my life.

They both paused for a moment. Maggie looked him up and down in wonder. "Michael...." She was at a loss for words.

"What is it?"

"You... you have such a sexy body!" She looked so wonderfully startled and open-mouthed.

"I do?" Taylor said.

"How could you possibly not know?" She cried. She suddenly grabbed him and hugged him tightly. Taylor felt himself starting to become erect as Maggie pressed her warm body against his. He felt a wave of embarrassment as his penis started to get hard in front of his girlfriend.

I shouldn't be ashamed. She wants this.

"How does he feel, Maggs?"

"Really good, Tess! I could just squeeze the stuffings out of him!" She gave Tessa a smile filled with pure glee. Tessa petted her hair self consciously and smiled back at her good friend.

"Michael, I think Maggs is eager for more," said Tessa. She patted the opposite side of the bed from where she was lying. "Sit."

Taylor, holding Maggie by the hand, sat down on the edge of the bed with her.

"Now touch her, my Gallant Space Captain. Fondle her. That's right," said Tessa. "Move your hands up and down, up and down. See the effect you're having on her?"

Taylor saw Maggie shivering under his caresses. But that wasn't the only effect he was having. He screaned that Tessa was rapidly becoming aroused as well.

"Now rub her clit, my Gallant Captain. Go on, do it."

Taylor looked at Maggie, who gave an excited, nervous nod. She spread her legs slightly, allowing him access. Taylor put his hand between her legs and found her clit.

"Ooooh Michael!" Her back stiffened.

"You like it, Maggs?"

"Tessa, I love it!" said Maggie, who was breathing heavily.

"Then feel free to show your appreciation, dear."

Maggie looked uncertainly at Taylor. "Michael... can I?"

Taylor smiled. "Of course."

Maggie reached out with hesitant fingers and touched his shaft. She started to rub it tentatively.

Tessa shook her head. "No, Darling. Make a fist. Michael likes it when you fist him hard."

Maggie, still rubbing Taylor's penis, looked into his eyes as she fisted him. She was so incredibly aroused.

"You're getting harder, Michael! I'm making you hard!" She marveled at the effect of her touch.

"Yes, you are," Taylor grinned. This would be quite a 40th birthday present for Tessa's friend, he could tell. She was clearly infatuated with him. Only... what would happen after this encounter? Would she expect to have sex with him again?

"Tessa, look how big and hard he's getting! Look how he sticks out like that!" Maggie marveled.

"Yes, Maggs, he's so sexy!" Tessa grinned.

"I don't know how you manage to keep your hands off him!" Maggie cried as she fisted his penis.

"It's a constant temptation," Tessa grinned again.

Taylor noticed that Tessa had snaked a hand under her gown and was rubbing herself between her legs. She's getting off to this.

"Oh... oh... Michael, your touch feels so good to me!" said Maggie, with a pained look as she watched Michael's fingers rapidly manipulate her sex.

"It would feel even better if he used his penis."

"Oh? Is he any good at it?"

"Incredible," said Tessa. "Show her, my Gallant Space Captain."

Taylor bit his lip. He felt a bit uncomfortable taking orders from Tessa in this situation. It made him feel somewhat lesser. But he found himself complying, easing Maggie on her back and spreading her legs.

He was able to see her pubis clearly for the first time. Maggie's pubis was freshly shaved and mowed. All that was left was a thin vertical dark bar of hair that pointed straight down to her labia. "Do you like it?" She asked nervously. "I shaved it just for you."

"Oh, thank you," Taylor said, blushing. She was obviously smitten with him, but being the focus of her affections was a bit embarrassing for him.

"Look at that, Tess, he blushes just like a first year Cadet!"

"Only one of many things I love about my Gallant Captain," Tessa grinned. "Go ahead, Captain. Go boldly where no man has gone before."

Taylor, looking at Maggie's shaved pubis, very much doubted that was true, but he laughed, and so did they, and it took some of the tension out of the air.

"Go ahead, Michael, do it," said Maggie, spreading her legs. "Make love to me!"

Taylor got between her legs and spread her labia. He aimed and guided the head of his penis until it was in contact with her clit. Then he started rubbing.

"Ooooh! That feels so fucking good!" Maggie cried.

Taylor heard Tessa groaning as well. Tessa wildly masturbating herself as Taylor rubbed Maggie's clit with the head of his shaft.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, how are you so good at this?" Maggie cried, her face contorted in sexual pain and pleasure.

"It's standard Survey Service training, Ma'am," said Taylor, in such a cocksure way that made Maggie giggle.

"He's telling the truth. A sexy lady named Cherry Oteri at the Academy taught him how," said Tessa.

Taylor frowned. His experiences with Cherry had been a private revelation he had shared with Tessa at the height of an orgasm. He didn't expect or want the whole world to know about it.

"Oooooh!" Maggie groaned again, flapping her shoulders. "Tessa, look at at his rod! Look how big and long and manly it is!"

Taylor blushed mightily as his penis rubbed against Maggie's cunt.

"It is a beautiful thing to behold," Tessa admitted, as she fondled herself. "Coupled with his broad shoulders-"

"-and blue eyes and handsome face, oooooooh! I'm so jealous!" said Maggie, as Taylor's rod continued to stimulate her labial lips.

"You have no cause to be jealous at the moment, dear sister," said Tessa.

"Michael, I need you!" Maggie said suddenly.

"What? Where?" Taylor was startled.

"Where? Inside me, you fool!" She cried. "Right now! I don't want to wait a second longer!" Maggie's eyes were wide with desire.

"But Maggie-"

"Fuck the rest of the foreplay, Michael!" she snarled. "Fuck the foreplay and fuck me instead!"

Taylor glanced at Tessa who nodded. He pulled back and aimed his shaft at a lower point. Maggie shivered again as she admired the length and girth of his penis. And then, slowly but surely, Taylor moved into her. Maggie gasped as she was richly penetrated.

"Ooooooh!" she said, shivering as he slid all the way into her. "Wait, don't move, not yet, notyetnotyetnotyet." She wrapped her hands around him and felt him all over. "The feeling of being impaled by you is incredible."

"I like being inside you too," Michael whispered. He cast a quick glance at Tessa but she didn't look the least bit offended.

"You're so big and strong and sexy," she whispered, her eyes caked with lust.

Taylor felt a chill go down his spine. He would always remember this moment! He screaned her, and decided she was ready for more. She gasped as he pulled out, then gasped again as he re-entered her. Maggie shivered as he began to rod her again and again.

"In-fucking-credible," Maggie whispered. "You are in-fucking-credible, Michael!"

"Thanks!" said Taylor. While he was not in love with Maggie, he found it incredibly arousing to be with a woman who was so incredibly excited by him.

"Your thing looks just like it did in the holos," Maggie whispered.

"The holos?" said Taylor.

"Of you... and her... you posing with your giant erection...."

Taylor's mouth dropped open. Tessa had shared the intimate holos he had allowed her to take, the ones she promised never to show anyone, and had shown them to Maggie (and who else?). Taylor felt incredibly, incredibly violated.

But he kept thrusting inside her. It felt too good to stop.

"I burned for you, Michael," Maggie whispered, grabbing his arms tightly. "When I watched those holos, when I saw your manly penis and super hansome body, I burned for you. I came for you. We both did."

"You... both did?"

Maggie nodded.

Taylor felt a surge of stimulation in his penis as he imagined Tessa and Maggie masturbating to images of him posing heroically with an enormous erection.

"It excites you, doesn't it?" she whispered.

"She... she shouldn't have shown them to you," Taylor gasped, as his penis was massaged by her warm wetness.

"But it excites you, doesn't it?" Maggie asked.

"Yes," Taylor gasped.

"Michael, are you enjoying my dear friend's pussy?" Tessa asked.

"Yes, Tessa, very much," said Taylor truthfully. All his reticence at making love to a woman while his girlfriend watched had vanished. He was a man, and this was what man had been made to do, to have sex, to procreate. He felt no shame as his tight rod moved in and out of Maggie's slick cuntlips, only pleasure. It was as if he had stepped into a pool which he found chilly at first but now was acclimated and swimming like a swan.

"Go faster now, Michael, faster," Tessa said.

Taylor bit his lip but complied. He started to gasp. "I'm getting close."

"So am I!" said Maggie excitedly.

"Harder, Michael, pound her harder!" Tessa cried, as she frigged herself between her legs wildly.

Taylor complied, pounding her pussy harder. "I'm not going to last much longer!"

"Neither am I!" said Maggie.

"Say her name, Michael! Say it!" Tessa cried.

"Maggie!" Taylor gasped. He felt the tension building in his shaft. He loved watching Maggie's body jolt as he fucked her hard.

"Michael!" Maggie gasped.

"Maggie, I'm going to come!"

"Yes, dear Michael! Come inside of me! I want you to come inside of me!" she cried.

"Oh Maggie!"

"Michael!"

"Look her in the eye!" said Tessa sharply.

"Maggie, Maggie, Maggie!" Taylor's body stiffened beautifully as his penis pulsated wonderfully inside of her. He looked into Maggie's eyes and saw love and adoration and extreme lust. Maggie cried out and her chest flushed red and she shook and shuddered.

Taylor collapsed on top of her. "Did you...."

"Yes," said Maggie. "At the same time as you. It was wonderful, darling!" She turned her head. "He was everything you said, Tess, everything and more!"

Taylor looked at Tessa. She appeared satisfied but Taylor screaned something else. Something happened that wasn't supposed to happen. Either that or something didn't happen which was supposed to happen. Tessa, for some reason was covered in a layer of disappointment.

What was going on here?

Taylor slowly pulled out of Maggie. She gasped as Taylor slowly withdrew his shrinking penis. The head of it still had a drop of whiteness on it.

"Maggs, would you like to make him come again?" Tessa inquired.

"Tessa," said Michael. "I thought maybe you and I-"

"Tonight is still Maggie's night," said Tessa firmly. "I thought you could give her a second inning."

"All right, but I'll need time to rest a bit-"

"No you won't," said Tessa. She turned to her best friend. "Suck him off, dear."

"No! Maggie, you don't have to do that!" said Taylor immediately. What they had just done was intimate, quite intimate, but somehow, having Maggie suck on his cock while Tessa watched felt even more intimate by an order of magnitude.

"No, I want to," said Maggie eagerly. She saw the hesitation in her face. "Please, dear Michael, you made me so very happy. Let me make you happy as well."

"You did make me happy!" said Taylor, casting a glance at Tessa. Was that the right thing to say in front of his girlfriend?

"Then let me make you happy again." She reached up and kissed him passionately. Then she stared into his eyes. "Please?"

Taylor bit his lip and nodded. And then he watched as Maggie moved lower and took his shrunken penis in her hand. "So small and delicate. Like a little bird that's fallen out of the nest."

"But even little birds can be taught to fly, with the right instructor," said Tessa.

"Yes they can," Maggie agreed. And then she gently took Michael into her mouth and started to suck.

Taylor gasped as Maggie stimulated him expertly with her tongue and lips. He knew immediately that Maggie was no shy novice; she had done this before.

Suddenly he was hard inside of her and he was starting to feel that familiar tingling again. Before long he was once again a slave to it, moaning and gasping as Maggie sucked on his rigid shaft. It took some time to realize that his encounter with her was being recorded. He looked up with horror and saw Tessa holding up her Pad to face him.

She's recording this! She's recording an extremely intimate moment with her girlfriend! Taylor's mind raced with possibilities. If this recording got out it could ruin him. He wasn't breaking any rules or regulations by having sex with Maggie, but his public image would be ruined and so would any prospects for further advance inside of the Survey Service.

Taylor pulled out of Maggie's mouth, his penis bright red and glistening with redness, fully erect, sculpted perfectly on the classic model of male arousal. "Tessa, put that down!"

"No!" said Tessa, with a fierceness in her voice that Taylor found unfamiliar. "Put your penis back in her mouth!"

"Tessa-"

"Michael, if you ever want to fuck me again, you'll put your dick back in Maggie's mouth THIS INSTANT!"

Taylor just looked at her. For a moment he didn't recognize her. Then he thought about his love for her. He hadn't made such an intimate connection with any other woman he had ever been with. He couldn't jeopardize it, not even for this.

And so he took a deep breath and looked at Maggie with resignation in his eyes. Maggie looked concerned for him but said nothing. She opened her mouth wide as he slowly moved his penis into her mouth again.

Tessa held up her Pad. "Now this time Maggie, you stay still while my Gallant Captain moves. Michael, hold her head still while you move back and forth. Use her mouth, Michael, use her just like a vagina!"

Taylor bit his lip as he carefully wrapped his hands around Maggie's face. She was so beautiful. He started plunging his cock in and out of his mouth as gently as he could.

"That's it, that's a boy," said Tessa, aiming her Pad so she could film from the side, to better show the length of Taylor's penis plunging into Maggie's mouth. "Fuck her harder, Michael! And smile, I want you to smile!"
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