A Pickup in Four BJ's and Muff Dives 

Copyright © 2009 by Baron Rod (baronrod.macf@gmail.com) 

(mfffF cons oral exhib harem) 

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Warnings and disclaimers: 

This is adult entertainment! Be warned! While I don't really write
stroke stories if you're not into graphic depictions of sex, this is the
wrong story for you! If you're too young to be legally reading this,
move along! 

This is a work of fiction. It is not intended to reflect any particular
person or persons, and the incidents portrayed exist in their current
form solely in the writer's imagination. You get the idea. 

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My family had all gone in to be CAP tested at the same time since the
new laws required everyone fourteen or over to do so. When Dad and I
came out with sevens and Mom and Sis had high enough sixes Dad had
already seen the writing on the wall. He warned us not to show our cards
unless necessary. He saw the disorganized start of protest by religious
nuts and other crackpots that had begun right after the President's
speech telling us that most of us were going to be eaten by the Sa'arm.
The last few months had seen the start of an organization calling itself
Earth First. Dad had been right again. 

That wasn't really surprising. The whole family tested into the top five
percent of the IQ bell curve. The only reason I didn't get the usual
Brain Trust hassling in school was that I helped the PE instructor teach
martial arts, Aikido mostly. I loved teaching Aikido moves to the
football running backs. It made them really slippery. So the jocks had a
vested interest in not causing me grief. 

I'm Matthew Patterson. Other than the high IQ and martial arts I'm quite
average. At sixteen I'm five foot eight weighing one-thirty with brown
hair and eyes hiding behind glasses. I'm a sophomore taking as many AP
classes as the school offers. Languages are my best subjects. Besides
English I speak Spanish, French and German fluently. I know enough
Russian and Japanese to get understood by a native speaker. In another
half dozen languages I can stumble along and maybe get my point across.
Don't know why, but if I'm around a native speaker for a couple weeks I
can pick up what they're saying pretty fast. 

It was Saturday night at the Villa Roma. No liquor license there so it's
mostly families and some of the high school crowd coming in for supper
before the movies. Afterward it's mainly the high school set for a pizza
or burger and fries. Just hanging out to see who's dating whom and to be
seen by their peers. 

I was dating Holly O'Hara. She's a member of the sophomore class brain
trust, like me. She was a pert, five foot three, a shade over a hundred
pounds, freckled, elven faced, green eyed, flaming redhead who usually
wore her hair in a braid down to her middle back. She was thin, but
curvy with very suckable B-cup tits. That's as far as I'd gotten with
her, so far. 

You'd think that in these times getting into a girl's pants would be
easier than it was a year ago, before the President's speech. Well, it
was really, if you were willing to flash your CAP card and had a chance
to be picked up. It was getting harder and harder to follow my Dad's
advice. I really wanted to get laid. Both Holly and I were working
toward the point of canceling each other's virginity. It was going slow
though. 

We were eating burgers and fries for dinner before heading over to the
cineplex for a movie when the light changed and these three BIG dudes
stood up. 

Somehow they took over the sound system and one of them said, "Ladies
and Gentlemen, my name is SGT Rori Frederics and this is a Confederacy
Extraction, in other words, a pick-up! If you'll follow my instructions,
we'll get this done with as little hassle as possible and allow many of
you to get back to your meals. There's been enough on the news for all
of you to have an idea of what is going to happen here. Our sensors show
that we have eight volunteers here tonight who can pick up twenty-four
companions." 

There were a couple screams, a bunch of low babble and a few joyous
shouts. 

The SGT continued, "Anyone not at least fourteen years of age please go
to the front of the restaurant near the entrance. The twelve and
thirteen year olds should look after the littler kids. Anyone who
doesn't have their CAP card on them, those women who are past their
childbearing years, and those who have no wish to be considered as
possible companions should move all the way to the front of the
restaurant. Please help the kids and maybe block the view to the back of
the restaurant before the selection process starts. Do this as quickly
as possible." 

There was a lot of 'But Mom' arguments and handing off of younger kids
to older kids and to others heading for the front. This was the early
crowd with more families and fewer teenagers than would be around later
after the early evening movies. 

Once those who weren't eligible were heading toward the front SGT
Frederics said, "Now, the rest of you. If you are one of the eight
volunteers come see me. All those who want to try to be their companions
drift toward the back of the restaurant. You might want to get ready." 

Holly hadn't moved as yet and I asked her "What's your score?" 

She looked at me and replied "It's 6.2. My dad says I should do whatever
it takes to go. I'm going to the back. What's your score?" 

I smiled and as I stood up said "I'm a 7.4 and I get four companions.
You're going with me if you're naked by the time I get back from talking
to the sergeant. Have your CAP card ready." As I turned to go, I saw her
striping off her tee-shirt. 

There were five guys and two women near the sergeant when I got there. I
was the youngest. 

"OK! As I said, there have been enough of these pickups that you should
know the drill." he said to us. "Just because you came here tonight with
someone doesn't mean you have to leave with them. Instant divorces.
Don't just point and say 'you're mine'. Get a 'yes' from them. While you
don't have to take someone's kids it's heavily encouraged. You should
try your selections out. Just because the CAP card sub-score shows a
high libido doesn't mean that they'll react to you. Here are card
readers. They're very easy to use. It's all touch-screen and you can
drill down several layers. Check with these first, and then try them
out. Remember that if the CAP sub-scores are what you are looking for
that the five foot tall, three hundred pound butterball can be the image
of your wet dreams after going through Darjee medical tech. Go get'em!" 

I started to turn back and the Sarge said, "Hey, boy. If your girl's a
virgin and you want to wait until you're in your pod onboard to take her
cherry, get her to blow you... and make sure she swallows."

I nodded and completed my turn back to Holly. She was sitting at the
edge of the booth gloriously nude, not even her socks, and holding her
CAP card out to me. I popped it into the reader and checked a few
things. From the titty feel last week I had gotten the idea that she was
hot and her libido score showed it, even if it noted that it was
unrealized potential. Smart and loyal, with a low aggressiveness score.
Her smarts ran to math. I handed her card back and popped mine in for
comparison. We matched pretty well except for the aggressiveness and
tolerance sections. Neither one of us had a high nurturing score. 

"The Sarge recommends that I try you out." I said. She got a nervous
look about her. "I really don't think that this is the time or place to
lose either of our virginities." That backed off some of the
nervousness. "So what I'm going to require is that I want you to give me
a blow job." 

The nervousness was back, but she was reaching for my hips. She hooked
her thumbs over my belt and pushed down. I'm thin enough that she
dropped my pants and shorts without having to undo anything. I had been
hardening up since first seeing her beautiful body. Her freckles went
right down to the tops of her tits which were topped with quarter sized
areolae and pencil eraser sized nipples that I knew grew to double the
length when excited. She was sitting so I still hadn't seen much of her
pussy, but I did see a light covering of fine red hair above the cleft. 

"I haven't done anything like..." she started as she reached for my
dick. 

I interrupted, "You and I are at the exact same level. You know exactly
how far I've gone with a girl because you're the girl I've gone farthest
with. Seeing and feeling your tits last Saturday was my high point in
life. We'll learn together." 

Holly reached out and held my dick while she looked at this new thing in
her life. I'm not a super stud, being only six inches, and I'm
circumcised. She ran her hand up and down my rod a couple times,
marveling at the hard softness of it and the way the skin allowed the
movement. By the time she had given me only a couple strokes I could
have hammered nails. Then she leaned in and kissed the head. I almost
lost it then. Then her mouth opened wide and she took me in. OH! MY!
GOD! She started bobbing her head and she either had done online
research or was naturally talented... or both. I reached down and was
able to tweak her nipples. It wasn't long before I felt myself going
over the edge, but I didn't have either the time or the brain power to
warn her when I let loose. Suddenly I was pumping jet after jet of cum
into her mouth. I saw her valiant attempts to swallow, but some jizz
dribbled out of her mouth and onto her tits. 

When I had stopped spurting she backed off of me, opened her mouth to
show me my remaining semen and then swallowed. 

"Did I do good?" she asked. 

"Oh, God, Holly, that was GREAT!" I gasped. I stood her up and kissed
her. A full french kiss with lots of tongue. Yeah, I tasted me, but the
way I figure it if a girl is going to give you that much pleasure the
least you can do is to show your appreciation. She returned the kiss
with vigor. 

We broke the kiss and I said, "Lay down on the table, knees up, feet and
butt on the edge. I'm going to return the favor." 

Her eyes got wide, but she followed instruction quickly. I knelt down
before this beautiful altar of femininity and got my first close-up look
at a girl's pussy. Yeah, I'd seen close-ups online and I knew the
general geography, but this was real. Holly's bush was a light coating
of red, mostly above her slit. She must have been excited too because
her inner labia were slightly open showing the pinkness inside and there
was a juiciness to the area. I could see a small clitoris, maybe BB
sized, peeking out from the clitoral hood. 

I got my nose closer and inhaled. What a beautiful... and addicting...
odor. To exhale I turned it into a blow aimed at her clit. She gasped
and I leaned in for a broad tongue swipe from her perineum to her clit.
Another gasp and I felt her hands settle of my head. I continued licking
all over the area spending maybe half of the time near her clit. She was
lightly rolling her hips and there was a moan that was increasing in
volume. I got my nose near her clit and was rubbing there when I stuck
my tongue out as far as I could and into her vagina. The taste was
incredible. There was a growl and her hands pushed my head down as if
she were trying to stuff it into her. I continued tonguing her love
channel and she just pushed down harder. About then I noticed that I
didn't have any breathing room. Nose and mouth both were plastered to
pussy. I tried to lift my head, but Holly was not letting me. She gave a
wordless howl in a pitch that had to have dogs in a quarter mile
wincing. Then her hips give a little jerk and the pressure of her hands
went away. 

I got my head up, took a deep breath and looked at her face. It was
completely flushed and her eyes said that while the lights were on
nobody was home. I stood up. Suddenly there was occupancy again and she
bounced off of the table and kissed me. 

"Oh, you wonderful man!" she gushed when we broke the kiss. "That was
the most exciting thing ever!" 

I held her at arms' length and asked, "Holly O'Hara, do you consent to
be my concubine?" 

The sergeant had been being polite and had used ‘companion', but the
news media had been using ‘concubine' and explaining just what that
meant for those selected for a while. Basically it was chattel slavery. 

Holly's eyes got big and she did a big inhale and then said in a formal
tone, "Yes, I consent to be the concubine of Matthew Patterson. Thank
you!" 

"OK," I said, "let's go find three more girls." 

I turned to the back of the Villa Roma and finally noticed what else was
going on. Holly's gasp behind me told me that she also was surprised...
though with our actions in the last little bit neither one of us should
have been surprised at the scene before us. 

One of the female Sponsors and one of the guys were standing near the
sergeant with four naked people, three women and a guy along with six
kids. The other female Sponsor was eating out a girl at one of the
booths and had a naked guy fucking her from behind. The other four male
sponsors were variously fucking, eating, getting blown and checking
cards. 

I looked around to see who wasn't involved as yet and spotted the fembot
table. That's what the four girls sitting there called themselves. They
were part of the Brain Trust and specialized in computers. Between them
they could build a computer, set it up, program it and network it. Ages
ranged from my sixteen to eighteen. I moved in their direction. 

Their gaze slid across me and took in Holly walking nude behind me.
There were two grins, a frown and an outright sour expression on their
faces. 

Janice, the sour one and oldest, said "Oh, look, it's Ho-lly and the
door Matt." The stress on the ‘ho' did not endear her to me. 

Carlie, one of the grinners and a Junior, said "Lighten up Janice or
you'll never get picked. I assume, Matt, that you're a Sponsor and are
looking for bedwarmers." She held her CAP card out to me. 

I grinned back, took the card, and said "Sure am. You volunteering?" She
nodded her head vigorously. "Get naked then." 

Janice griped, "Just what I'd suspect from a little horndog like you." 

"Janice, why are you sitting here?" I said in a very cool voice,
"Shouldn't you be up front with the rest of the Swarm food?" 

She was seated on the outside of the booth. She bounced out and started
to swing at me. I was ready for the block, but in mid-swing there was a
ZAP noise and she screeched and went boneless. 

SGT Frederics said, "There will be no violence here. That girl is OK.
She'll wake in an hour with the world's biggest headache. Needless to
say, she's not being picked. You there, big guy up front. Please come
back and haul her up to that end of the restaurant." 

This happened and I turned to the other girls. Carlie was almost naked.
Donna and Sherri had shocked looks on the faces. I said "You two might
as well get naked or join Janice up front. If you want off this rock you
need to sell yourselves and hiding your bodies in sweat suits isn't
going to get you any offers. Carlie, when you're ready, slip around to
the next booth and get ready to blow me." 

Carlie looked nervous, Donna and Sherri looked shocked and Holly was
grinning like a mad woman. Carlie finished her contortions and tapped
Sherri to let her out. Sherri stood, got out of the way and Carlie went
to the next booth. Sherri sat back down. 

Carlie Zielinski was a seventeen-year-old Polish girl with a flair for
programming and networking. She was five foot five weighing about
one-forty, a bit pudgy, but nicely curved. An open square face with big,
wide blue eyes and beautiful, high cheekbones framed by shoulder length 
dark blonde hair. Her bush was darker than her head, but still blonde 
and her tits were a hefty C-cup, maybe even a D-cup crowned with large 
oval areolae and little fingertip sized nipples. 

I moved to Carlie and dropped trou again. I stepped out of them as it
looked like this is where I'd be for a bit. She didn't waste too much
time between looking at my kielbasa and starting to suck. For the
distraction I looked at her card. Another high intelligence, loyal, high
libido (unrealized) with low aggressiveness and nurturing scores. The
low aggressiveness and shyness were why she was a 5.9. 

I said, "It says here that you're a virgin. Is that right?" 

She came off my prong and replied, "Yup! But I'm willing.", and dived
back on. 

While I had softened quite a bit, I had not really lost too much
readiness. Carlie's efforts seemed a little more experienced than
Holly's to me and I had gotten hard again. 

I heard Holly talking to the other girls and then she went out into left
field, "Just thought of a math joke. What's the square root of 69?"
Pause. "Eight something!!!" 

Everyone groaned, remember we're all Brain Trust, including Carlie
groaning around my cock. That almost set me off. I controlled myself and
then had a flash of inspiration. Blowjobs and nudity were good for
checking willingness to obey. I had two more girls to ‘interview'. Did I
really think I had four shots in me? The best I'd ever done jacking off
was three in a two-hour period while watching porn. I didn't think the
marines were going to give us that long. 

"OK, Carlie." I told her. "You passed that test, now get up on the table
like Holly did. You saw that didn't you?" 

Carlie let loose my dick with reluctance and replied, "Yes, that was
pretty intense. Are you going to eat me?" 

"Oh yeah!" I sighed, looking at my second closeup muff. Carlie had a
more protruding set of inner lips and a larger clit. The aroma was a bit
different, but still heavenly. I dived in for a reprise of my session
with Holly. First I gave her a lick from asshole to clit with attendant
gasps from Carlie. I noticed that instead of holding my head she had
grabbed the table edges and was hanging on for dear life. With her I was
able to occasionally get the clit between tongue and teeth, which made
her hips buck wildly. When I pulled the nose at clit and tongue in
vagina trick she damn near bucked me off. I hung in there and in a few
moments Carlie began yelling "OhGod. OhGod! OHGOD!! OhGodOhGodOhGod!"
and ended in a scream with her hips jumping so much I got a fat lip out
of it. Her honey tasted at least as good as Holly's had. I was addicted.

I waited until Carlie was back to this plane of existence and helped her
off of the table. She flowed into my arms and kissed me. When we broke
the kiss I held her away from me and said "Carlie Zielinski, do you
consent to be my concubine?" 

Carlie shouted, "Yes! Oh, God Yes! I most definitely want to be the
concubine of Matthew Patterson." 

Holly grinned and said "Welcome to the harem, Sister." and hugged her. 

I looked over and Donna and Sherri were wearing smiles and their CAP
cards. I decide to look at them both before I did anything else. Sherri
was another exact match with a 6.0 who was even shyer than Carlie. Donna
had a 5.6 with high intelligence and libido who was very shy and so
nonaggressive as to be a doormat. I drilled down a bit farther and saw a
submissive streak that could, under the right circumstances, get her
killed. I wasn't sure how I was going to break the news that I really
didn't want a submissive as a concubine. So naturally I put it off. 

"You two are virgins?" I asked. "How far have you gotten with a guy?" 

Both blushed and Sherri replied "I've given some guys blow jobs. I'd
been hoping that they would take me out, but it hasn't worked. A few
have played with my tits. Nothing more than a few kisses." 

Donna stammered "Nothing, I've done nothing. Momma won't let me date." 

"OK, Sherri," I told her, "Since you've done this before you're next.
Blow me." 

Sherri Esposito was sixteen and an outright fat girl who could take a
pile of scrap electronic parts and create a working computer. Five foot
three, about one-seventy-five, she was round. Her acne scarred round
face was framed by lank short black hair. Hazel eyes hid behind thick
glasses. Her droopy boobs were big, DD-cup maybe with big areolae and
thumb-sized nipples. She had a forest of black curls at her crotch. 

She was very willing, but spent quite a few moments petting the python.
Then she started little kisses on the tip and down the shaft. Licking
was next. Finally she went for broke and engulfed me. I was more than
ready. Two muff dives separated by a good, but partial blowjob. I swear
Sherri could suck start a Harley. When she started using her tongue and
humming I lost it. One second I was sort of in control and the next I
was filling Sherri's mouth with cum. Talented. She swallowed it all. 

"Wow!" was all I could say. "Wow." 

She grinned up at me and asked, "Do I get eaten out now? I've always
wanted that, but no one would return the favor." 

"Yeah," I answered "you do. I want to see your responses. You saw Holly
and Carlie. Assume the position." 

She gingerly got on the table and spread her legs wide. For such a big
girl she had a very small twat with thinner lips than Holly's. Her clit,
though, was as big as the first joint of my little finger. I guessed
that would really drive her nuts, as easy to stimulate as something that
size would be. 

She kept herself clean and all that I smelled was aroused woman. I
parted the thick bush as much as possible. I still ended with a hairy
tongue and made a vow that would change. My first lick gave me a taste
about mid way between Holly and Sherri. Ambrosia! I swirled my tongue
around that big clit and Sherri duplicated Carlie's move by grabbing the
table edge with white knuckles. When I gave that clit a little nip she
started moaning and her feet moved from the table corners to over my
back. This gave me less room to work, so I went to my final phase and
applied nose to clit and tongue as far up her joy box as I could. The
moan turned to a gasp and then I couldn't hear anything because Sherri
locked her ankles together and clamped my head. I could breathe, sort
of, but I wasn't going anywhere. Carrying all that weight had given
Sherri leg muscles of iron. I continued lapping and poking my tongue in
waiting for the orgasm that would release me. I got my wish and she
climaxed. Be careful what you wish for. Before she relaxed, she
tightened up. My head felt like it was going to explode like a
cantaloupe smashed between two boards. Then I was free. 

Sherri had just flopped, like a puppet with all her strings cut. I
wiggled free and stood watching her reassemble herself. She looked
absolutely satisfied. Then she smiled at me and said, "That was the
single most awesome thing to EVER happen to me. Oh, please take me!" 

"Sherri Esposito, do you consent to be my concubine?" I asked. 

Sherri closed her eyes and sighed, "Thank you God! Yes! A dream come
true! I very much want to be the concubine of Matthew Patterson." 

As I turned to Donna this lady walked up to me. I recognized her as one
of the waitresses. She was in her late twenties or low thirties and was
fairly good looking. The guy who owned Villa Roma figured that the wait
staff had to look good and hired that way. This, of course, was enhanced
by the fact that she was nude. She was five-foot-seven and maybe
one-forty. Shoulder length dark auburn hair above and below. Her face
was neither pretty or ugly, just a face with grey eyes. She was sporting
a nice set of C-cup breasts with areolae that were two inches across
with half inch wide nipples. 

"Excuse me," she said. 

I noticed one of the marines bringing up his stunner. Nothing really
hostile yet, just prepared. 

"Yes?" I cleverly replied. 

"I'm Barbara Bailey," she said, "and would you let me make my pitch. If
you don't like it I'll get out of your hair with no further hassle." 

Donna's eyes got wide and she cringed. 

"Here's the pitch." she continued as she handed me her CAP card. "I'm
twenty-nine and I have two kids, a girl who's eight and a boy who's six.
The man who laughingly calls himself my husband runs around on me a lot
so I won't miss him if you pick me. But I really want to take my kids
with me. You're young and are choosing young girls. I've had kids, so I
can help your girls cope with at least their first pregnancies. I raised
my two without much input from my old man. I think they're good kids and
I can help raise everybody's kids. I LIKE kids. I wanted to be a
teacher." 

As she was talking, I was looking at the 5.0 CAP card. It showed good
intelligence and loyalty, but mostly to immediate family. High libido,
the highest number so far. Nonaggressive except that if you threatened
her kids you were in BIG trouble. Her nurturing score was really high. 

I looked at Donna and then back at the room. There were still two guys
trying to find the perfect girl. 

I raised my voice and said "Either of you guys looking for a
submissive?" 

One of the guys whipped his head around and headed over to me. He was
looking at Barbara. 

"Not her." I said, and pointed to Donna. "Her. By the way, she's a
virgin." 

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Donna who isn't bad to look at and
asked for her card. I turned back to Barbara. She had a pensive look. 

"I liked your pitch." I said. "My name is Matt Patterson. Your coming to
me gave me an out. I wasn't taking Donna anyway because she's way too
submissive. Some submissiveness in a concubine is good, but I like some
spirit, too. She's been a friend at school and I like her enough to let
her try to survive off this rock." 

Barbara smiled and said, "To each his own. At least you tried." 

"Now for you." I said. "I've come twice already. If you can get me hard
and at least start a blowjob we'll go to the next step." 

Barbara dropped to her knees and expertly began jacking me. I reached
down to play with those tits. She was good and it didn't take long
before I was hard and in her mouth. She was good! Sherri sucked harder,
and I could imagine the two of them trading techniques and giving the
other girls lessons. I noticed Donna was blowing the guy I had sicced on
her. While Barbara was doing a really fine job, I could feel that it was
going to take a while before I could splooge again. I stopped her and
got her up on the table for my treat. 

Her pussy had thin outer lips and full protruding inner lips. Her clit
was the size of a pea. The aroma was divine. Her reaction to the initial
lick was to hold onto the table and to go into a full split with her
legs dangling. OK, this was good. Really fine access. I lapped like a
madman, licking and nipping. She started rolling her hips, about like
Holly had done, and she was panting. On the exhales she was babbling,
"Oh, Honey. Oh yes! Good God, where did you learn that? Oh, SHIT that's
good! O wow! Oh! Oh! Oh, wow!" The words were just spilling out. I went
for my finale and went nose to clit and tongue in cunt. She let out a
little screech and I was almost drowned in a flood of sweet tasting dew.
Another screech and another flood. Shit, I WAS drowning! I had girl
juice down my throat and up my nose. How that happened I haven't a clue.
I didn't think my nose was near her vagina. I backed off and snorted so
that I could breathe again. 

When Barbara's eyes uncrossed I said, "Barbara Bailey, do you consent to
be my concubine?" I asked. 

Barbara gulped a deep breath and replied, "Yeah, shure, you betcha! I
want to be your concubine, Matt Patterson." She paused and continued "If
you'll take my kids, too." 

"I wouldn't dream of leaving them." I said. "The sergeant pointedly
suggested that that was the way the Confederation wanted it and I have
no desire to separate a mother from her kids. Especially a mother as
caring as your sub-scores say you are."

I went over and got my pants on. I saw Donna and three other women
blinking out of view after stepping on a blue disk that was on the
floor. I saw that we wouldn't be the last through the transporter as
there was still a guy who only had one woman trailing him. 

As we went over to the transporter I mused that even though I had almost
suffocated, gotten a fat lip and had my skull almost crushed and had
nearly drowned I loved eating pussy and looked forward to doing it even
more. 

That, my IQ, and my love of languages had made me a cunning linguist. 

END