Chapter 30: Trigger and her Choices pt 2

Gunner moved to Trigger, unbuttoning and pulling down her pants to expose her naked core. Trigger pulled off her own shirt and stroked her engorged breasts as little beads of milk came out.

“You… you’re so beautiful,” Cue whispered in awe.

Trigger threaded her fingers in her hair and pulled her head closer to her breast. Cue realized what she was doing, and she licked a bead of milk off her nipple before sucking it into her mouth. Her eyes went wide when milk sprayed the back of her throat. Cue got on her knees and wiggled her own pants off, facing her rear end towards Gunner as she went back to drinking from Trigger.

Gunner leaned forward, opening his pants and revealing his throbbing cock. He rubbed it up and down Trigger's slit, teasing her, as his left hand rubbed Cue’s inner thigh.

“Can he touch you, baby?” Trigger asked, pulling Cue up to kiss her hard on the mouth as she moans in pleasure.

“Please, it feels so good it’s starting to hurt,” Cue admitted. “I've never—”

“Felt like this before?” Trigger finished, thrusting her tongue into her mouth.

“I wanna hear you moan when you cum,” Trigger sighed.

Cue keened as Gunner’s hand slipped higher and higher until his knuckles brushed her labia and pressed down.

“I want your fingers in her and your cock in me at the same time,” Trigger orders, arching her back as Cue goes back to sucking her breasts and swallowing the milk.

Gunner got ready, positioning his fingers and his cock at their cores.

“Please!” Cue cried, and Gunner thrust inside them simultaneously.

They both moaned, crying out in sheer pleasure. Gunner kept a steady rhythm as he curved his fingers against Cue’s G-spot, making her almost scream.

“You’re so good, Gunner, so fucking thick!” Trigger cried, writhing and bucking as he fucks her harder and harder.

Cue’s breathing hitches, and she freezes before her body starts trembling hard. She shoots up straight, leaning back against Gunner, and squirts as she orgasms all over his hand.

Trigger groaned, her eyes rolling back as she chased her own orgasm.

“Fucking kiss me, baby,” she growled, and when Cue’s lips touched hers, Trigger cried out in ecstasy.

Gunner pulled out and sat back on the table, watching them calmly, pleased with how he had performed for his women. His cock was still rock hard, still throbbing, but it didn't matter.

“I want you to ride him, I want you to feel what a real man is supposed to feel like.”

“Whhat?” Cue squeaked from where she had collapsed on the couch.

“Come here, baby.” Trigger stood up, kissed Gunner quickly, and then held her hand out. “I want you to forget what that fucker felt like inside you by experiencing real pleasure.”

Cue got up, body shaking, but still in the throes of pleasure.

“Put your knees on either side of him and scoot forward until your nipple brushes his nose,” she told her.

Cue obeyed, feeling the throbbing tip at her core as Gunner grabs her hips and rubs his nose against his breasts.

Trigger’s naked body presses against Cue’s back and she peppers kisses on her shoulder, making Cue shiver. “Are you ready?” she asks, tilting Cue’s head to face her so she can kiss her.

Cue kissed her hard, wrapping her arms around Gunner’s neck tightly. “I’m ready,”

Trigger grabbed Gunner’s cock and positioned it just right. “Lower yourself, baby.”

“I– I can't. Can he just—” her words cut off as Gunner yanked her hips down suddenly and filled her to the tip. “Oh, oh my, oh!” Cue cried out, her body starting to rock automatically.

“That’s right, baby, ride him. You’re doing so fucking good,” Trigger praised her. She reached around and pressed her fingers against Cue’s clit, making her scream in pleasure.

“I love this, I, oh, fuck…” she cried, rocking and holding on to Gunner for dear life.

“Cum for me, baby…” Trigger whispered in her ear.

Cue moaned, her body trembling out of control, and came again, soaking Gunner with her pleasure. “Trigger!” She cried, Gunner’s name coming off her lips in a garbled mumble.

“That’s right, baby, ride him until you’re done…”

Cue’s body started to go limp as she leaned on Gunner for support.

“Such a good fucking girl, Cue,” Trigger told her, stroking her back.

Cue slowly slid off of Gunner's cock, and Trigger lowered herself gently to the couch to lie down against her naked chest and be wrapped in her arms.

“That was amazing,” Cue panted, holding on tight to Trigger.

“Sex is amazing, when it’s done right.”

“I didn’t know there was any other way to do it.” Cue yawned, reaching over Trigger to hold Gunner’s hand. “Thank you, both of you,” she said with tears in her eyes.

Trigger smiled and used her thumb to tilt Cue’s head up and kiss her passionately.

“I told you, you are ours, baby. We will only treat you right; that is a promise.” She kissed her again, softer this time. “Let's get some sleep.”

Cue and Trigger closed their eyes, their bodies still twined together.

Gunner stood up, went to the bedroom, and got them a blanket, placing it over them with a gentle care that was completely human. He watched them for what felt like hours, between watching them and watching the windows and the doors.

He would never let any harm befall his women, not now, not ever.

What none of them could see, and what none of them could know, was that there were holes in the walls of the apartment. On the other side of the wall, Pete watched them with his cock in his hand. He had seen the whole thing, from the conversation with the Doctor to his cum spraying the wall when the women came.

Which meant he knew what Gunner was and what he was capable of.

What he wasn’t was stupid. He wanted Cue for himself, so making a fuss now would be bad for him. If he could escape with them, though, he could impregnate them all and start his own family as his ancestors did long ago.