Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Taking Deliveries
Part: 9 of 10
Universe: The Swarm
Summary: The much-requested sequel to Shopping Around.  The antics of the
group picked up by CPLs Taylor and Evans on their first night aboard the
Catch-22
Keywords: MF MFF FF oral anal D/s ScFi

Chapter 9

	Elias Whitcomb sat wondering what the fuck he was going to do with his
fucking zoo.  That's how he thought of them -- 'my fucking zoo' -- harem
didn't seem to fit, since half of them looked like they'd come from the dog
pound.  Take Sue -- she probably came from a pig farm, now that he thought
about it -- what the fuck had he been thinking when he took in that collection
of charity cases?  Why hadn't he just gone with Grandma behind the counter --
the one who'd tried to piss in his cornflakes over his smoking in her little
sanctum?  Shit, he couldn't fucking smoke now, anyway...

	Recognizing one source of his agitation, he popped a stick of nicotine
gum in his mouth.  'I sure as shit hope those nanobots do their job,' he
thought.  On Earth, if he'd taken up the gum, he'd have probably ended up
chewing it all the time, and paying whatever ridiculous price it cost -- while
smoking; he was that addicted.  With any luck, he would be cleaned up in a few
days, for the first time in well over a decade -- but what would he do with
his hands?  "Pinch titties," he muttered to himself, chuckling.

	Maybe that was why he'd collected those losers -- drowned in tobacco
smoke as he was, he didn't deserve the good stuff.  Oh, he'd stuck his dick in
Alicia, but she was a smoker, too, so he didn't feel that bad about it -- but
Denise and Shelley?  He wasn't gonna make much of a first impression, even
though he felt a little better already and the smoky tinge was receding from
his fingernails.  The three of them were sitting along the bar in the kitchen,
watching him watch them and undoubtedly thinking the same fucking thing he
was.

	Well, there was more than one fucking way to skin a cat...  "Hey, AI,
connect me to the other pod, willya?"

	"Connected."

	"Hey, you three fuck-ups -- can you hear me?"

	In the next pod, all three women gasped in surprise.  Penney McBride
managed to squeak, "Yes!"

	"All of you get a shower and clean up and shave your pits or whatever
-- I'll be over in an hour or so -- got me?"

	"Y--yes."  This was Beth Savage.

	"Awright.  Get on with it.  AI, cut the connection."

	"Cut."

	Elias eyed the occupants of his current pod.  "Awright, I'm gonna wash
up and go to the zoo for a visit while the four of us have something in
common.  Y'all stay the fuck out of trouble and I'll see you in the morning."
He got up and ambled out.

	"What do you figure THAT's all about?" Shelley Nakahara wondered
aloud.

	Denise eyed her.  "Ever wonder what he thinks of himself?"

	"Well, he's not much to look at," Shelley muttered.

	"Right -- but he rates six women," Denise replied.  "What's important
about him doesn't show when you look at him.  Surely you don't think HE
doesn't know that..."

	"Yeah, well, there's the awful tobacco thing..." Shelley wrinkled her
nose.

	Alicia frowned, but Denise nodded.  "Yeah, there's that, too.  How
many women do you figure he's dated that looked as good as one of us?"

	"Without money in his hand?" Alicia grunted, "Zero."

	"Exactly," Denise agreed.  "The only way he could justify picking us
up to himself is as babysitters for the other three."

	"So he picked them up so he could pick us up?" Shelley queried.

	"That's part of it.  The flip side is he thinks they're what he
deserves," Dense insisted.  "We're gravy.  Alicia's the crossover, because she
smokes.  He can about half-justify her to himself.  You and I, though, he
passed up tonight because he doesn't feel he deserves us.  So he'd gonna go
next door and fuck one of them because he feels like that's what he ought to
be doing -- especially since he's already fucked Alicia."

	"Well," Alicia retorted, "We'll be fucking again, smoke or no smoke.
The little bastard may think he's Napoleon, but Napoleon had women, too -- and
he can sure fuck!"

	"Well, who knows?" Denise muttered.  "He might end up a general!  God
knows he's some kind of genius..."

	"Well, I'm still just as happy that I don't have to go to bed with him
tonight," Shelly replied.

	"He knows it -- that's why he's in showering," Denise told her.  "Bet
on it."

	Shelley nodded, frowning.  Genius he might be, she didn't see herself
kissing him.  That mouth had to taste like a whole dumpster full of
ashtrays...  She would suck his dick if she had to -- but she would probably
be able to blow smoke rings while doing it!

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	Elias wasn't analyzing his behavior -- but he WAS showering, and
asking the AI what there was available that might take the smoke out of his
pores and his breath.  "Your treatment is proceeding," the AI replied.  "The
deepest damage is under repair.  The surface wash you are undertaking will
remove more than normal, both due to the detergents in use and the fact that
the smoke is being unbound from your tissues.  You will be cleaner than you
have been in several of your years when you emerge from the shower."

	"Teeth?" Elias queried.

	"The powered brush and abrasive paste on the sink will be more
effective than anything you are used to," the AI replied.  "A diagram will be
presented to assist you in tracking the results of your brushing efforts."

	"Great."  Why he was going to all this effort for those sweathogs next
door wasn't clear, but he felt that it needed doing.  Besides, maybe by the
end of the week he could spread that little Jap bitch without feeling like he
was shooting her full of pond scum.  As for the hot brunette with the sweet
ass, well, at some point he was going to have to prong the poor thing to keep
the questions down -- but exactly when he was going to dredge up the gall to
do it wasn't clear...

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	Next door, the women were feverishly following instructions -- but
that led to questions... "How on Earth do I shave?" Sue wondered aloud.

	"Devices are available for hair removal," the AI picked up the largely
rhetorical question, "but you do not have permission to remove any."

	"Um," Beth disagreed, "he said we should shave our armpits, actually."

	"Correction noted.  There is an epilator under the sink," the AI
replied.  "There was no direct reference to 'shaving pits' in the database."

	"Can I use that thing on my face?" Sue asked as Beth retrieved the
device, which looked something like an electric shaver.

	"You do NOT have permission to do that -- merely the armpits," the AI
argued.  "It will not operate anywhere not specifically allowed by your
sponsor.  You are not allowed to make body alterations without his
permission."

	"You don't understand!" Sue whined, "He's REALLY gonna want me to
shave..."

	"You may request permission."

	"Please?"

	Elais was staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror when the AI
announced, "There is a question regarding unwanted facial hair..."

	Elias blinked.  He had a little tuft below his lip, but in general,
his pink cheeks resembled those of a sixteen-year-old, to his dismay.  "Mine?"

	"One of your concubines."

	"Oh."  Elias grimaced.  "Don't tell me which one.  Yeah, they can
shave."

	The women had been allowed to overhear.  "What about legs?" Penny
clarified.  "Do you have a problem with that, AI?"

	"The question of the lower limbs has arisen," the AI relayed to Elias.

	"Um, look, let 'em take off any hair they think helps 'em look
better," Elias grunted.

	Penny wasn't satisfied.  "What about pubic hair?"

	"You have your response," the AI replied.  "Your sponsor has released
all body hair to your care."

	"Yes, but pubic hair is a matter that he might want to think about
separately," Penny insisted. "I need to talk to him.

	"Specific guidance regarding pubic hair has been requested," the AI
relayed.

	"Huh," Elias grunted.  "Tell 'em..."

	"They would like to communicate directly."

	"Awright."

	"Master Elias..." Penny ventured.

	Elias snorted.  'Master', he thought.  'Like the title grants me the
right to own six cunts.  It's like calling me Farmer Brown so I can own pigs.
Well, even a pig farmer can own thoroughbreds, I guess...'  "Yeah?"

	"Do you have a preference regarding pubic hair?"

	"Shave it off.  No, wait a minute.  Surprise me -- but don't do
anything permanent -- having a bald cunt just makes most women look like porno
movie sluts -- and one or two of ya could probably do with a leg up, so we'll
want to be able to reverse it.."

	"Should legs, armpits, and unwanted facial hair be reversible?" the AI
asked.

	"Uh, no," Elias chuckled.  "They should leave the stuff on their
heads, though..."  He shook his head, chuckling.

	The AI cut off communication.  "You have your answers."  Sue shrugged
and popped her eyes and they moved on...

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	Forty minutes later, a squeaky clean Elias stood outside the door of
his second pod.  "Are y'all in there?"

	"Yes..." Beth answered for the trio.  "Why don't you just come in?"

	"Ain't gonna go like that," Elias replied.  "Y'all stay out of sight
until I'm inside the bedroom and the lights are off.  Then one of you can blow
me and one of you can shove a tit in my face -- and when I tell ya, one of you
climb on and fuck.  I really don't wanna know who is who at this point.  Y'all
settle it out yourselves -- I just want to blow a nut in somebody's twat --
understand?"

	"Um, okay..." Beth answered.  The women shared a bemused glance.

	"Awright, get out of sight!"

	There ensued a short Chinese fire drill while the women got out of the
main room, ending up, curiously, in the bathroom.  Elias stood outside,
tapping his foot.  "Are they ready?" he asked the AI.

	"Ready!" Beth relayed for the women.

	"This instant intercom thing is pretty cool at least," Elias muttered,
letting himself in.

	In the bathroom, the women started trying to sort things out.  "Now
what?" asked Penny nervously.

	"There were three jobs," Beth muttered.

	"There were?" Sue started counting on her fingers.  "What were they?"

	Beth rolled her eyes.  "He wants a blow job.  He wants to play with
somebody's titties.  And he wants to... fuck."  She couldn't think of a better
word for it, since a blow job was sex...

	"Okay," Sue nodded, obviously fixing the tasks in her mind.

	Penny wrung her hands.  "I don't..."

	"You don't what?" Beth eyed her.

	"Well, any of it, actually."

	"You've never had sex?" Beth asked, incredulous.

	"No."

	"Never given a blow job..."

	"Uh uh."

	"Me, neither," Sue piped up.

	"You're kidding, right?" Beth swept her eyes back and forth between
the other two.

	"I'm not exactly prime stuff, you know," Sue grumped.

	"Penny?" Beth shifted her attention back to the narrow girl.

	"Guys scare me!"

	"Well, it'll be dark," Beth sighed, shaking her head.  "Okay, how
about this?"  She outlined a plan; after getting general agreement, she said,
"AI?"

	"Yes."

	"Obviously, he doesn't want to see us.  It would be valuable, though,
if we could see him -- at least, below the waist.  Is that possible?"

	"Using polarizing fields, it may be possible for you to work in low
light," the AI replied.  "Leakage will be a problem, as tuning the fields to
the shape of your sponsor's body during a period when he may move unexpectedly
will be difficult."

	"Well, we shouldn't need anything glaring -- I just need to be able to
point out the landmarks.  Could you ask him, please?"

	"Certainly."  The AI switched channels.  "Your concubines are asking
if they can operate in low light below your waist."

	"I want it pitch dark," Elias insisted.

	"A polarizing field can be put into place, which would allow you the
darkness you desire while giving them some light to work with."

	"Fine," Elias grunted.  "I just don't wanna see what I'm getting.
None of 'em is exactly hot."

	"This can be arranged."

	"Go for it, then."

	"You have your permission," the AI told the women.

	"I guess we're ready, then," Beth said.  "Is he?"

	"The women are ready to begin," the AI told Elias.

	"Awright."

	"He's ready," the AI passed to the women.

	"Let's go."  Beth waved the others out of the bathroom.

	In the master suite, Elias was relaying further instructions.  "I
don't wanna hear 'em yammering, either.  I don't wanna know who is doing
what."

	"Sound will be dampened," the AI replied, "but given their variety of
the concubine's physical types, masking identities may be impossible."

	"Thanks for pointing that out," Elias grunted sourly.

	"You are welcome."  The fields snapped into place.  "The requested
fields are in place.  Is this satisfactory?"

	Elias couldn't see his hand in front of his face.  "It'll do."

	"Your concubines have arrived."

	The bed didn't tell him and his eyes didn't tell him -- and neither
did his ears.  A hand on his leg announced the presence of a woman in his bed.
Then there were two -- or maybe three -- and his cock and balls were getting
attention from them.  A mouth descended, sucking his mostly limp meat in, and
a tongue started teasing him.  "Yeah, that's it."

	Meanwhile, the AI instructed the woman designated to supply Elias
breasts, "Darkness is total beyond the fields -- be prepared for it.  This is
how your sponsor wants things.  Operate by touch.  One-way communication is
open, but requests for direct communication from the three of you to him must
be approved."

	One of the two women kneeling between Elias' splayed legs directed the
one standing, "Be careful.  Don't talk.  Give him whatever he wants.  Try not
to piss him off."

	"Okay."  The standing woman moved into shifting darkness as the AI
moved the fields to keep Elias blind, while one of the women on the bed
directed the other, "Watch what I'm doing -- this will be your job.  I'll
help, but you need to learn..."

	In absolute darkness, the standing woman moved toward the head of the
bed, tracing the edge with her hand.  This was an interesting game -- she
hoped Elias would enjoy it.  When she reached the wall, she gingerly started
feeling for Elias.

	Elias sensed a presence before the hand descended on his shoulder --
something he hadn't managed with the lower half of his body.  "Made it, did
you?  Don't talk.  Crawl up here and shove me a tit."

	Moving somewhat awkwardly, the woman placed herself crosswise to Elias
on all fours, positioning a breast over his face by the sound of his voice,
then slowly lowered it until lips latched onto a nipple.  Bracing herself on
her hands, she settled in to let him give suck.

	Elias reached up to hold the dangling udder in both hands.  Pushing
back, he broke loose to grunt, "Damned AI was right.  Ah, well -- they're
probably more interesting this way.  I bet I could get a quart a day out of
these motherfuckers."  He pulled Sue's -- he knew it was Sue's -- tit back
down and started gnawing at the stiffening nipple.  Well, at least he didn't
have to look at the ugly sow -- and whatever else these things were, they were
'big naturals.'

	At his crotch, the other two women shared a glance and shrugged.  The
instructor rolled her lips over his now-stiff meat and rolled them up and down
the shaft a half-dozen times before handing off to the student.  Elias groaned
in pleasure at the instructor's efforts, but unlatched to growl, "Hey, easy
with the teeth!" at the student.

	Things got better, though -- whoever was fucking up down there started
getting the hang of things.  The woman above him (yeah, he knew who it was,
but he pretended to himself that he didn't) was making quiet grunts as he
chewed one nipple and mauled the other with his fingers.  Elias thought about
complaining about the noises, but they told him he was accomplishing
something, which added a little flavor.  Letting go of the off-side breast, he
released the other to growl, "Spread your legs, you silly slut, so I can feel
you up."  He slithered a hand between thick thighs to slide it over thick,
puffy labia, sliding a finger along her slot past her clit.

	"Ooooohhhh..." Sue forgot to be quiet.

	"Like that, do ya?" Elias chuckled.  "No talking, but you can grunt
and groan -- it's entertainment."  He rubbed alongside the thickening bump of
her clitoris.

	Sue gasped, "Mmmmmmmph!" and spread her legs wider.  Elias chuckled
and went back to his nipple chewing.

	The darkness was perhaps a blessing, but Sue would have been
effectively blind in bright sunlight; all of her attention was focused on the
incredible sensations in her crotch!  NO ONE touched her there -- she didn't
do this kind of thing herself, scared she would get addicted to it!  She'd
have been content to let Elias chew her nipples off, given the sensations he'd
been giving her -- but THIS!  OMIGAWD!  It was the hot, itchy feeling he was
generating in her hard nipples multiplied by ten, at least -- maybe twenty!
She couldn't help it -- she clenched her abdominal muscles and rolled her
hips, working at putting the most sensitive, itchy surfaces under his probing
fingers.  "Mmmph!  Mmmph!  Uuh!  Uuh!" she whined, wriggling her ass and
crotch under his hand.

	"Well, SOMEBODY's horny!" Elias chuckled.  He might have to wear a
blindfold, but from the way she was dancing on his fingers, ol' Sue was gonna
be a fun fuck!  She was wet, too -- sloppy wet; his fingers made juicy noises
in her slot.  He brought his hand to his nose and smelled her -- not bad --
more good news.  Now if she only didn't look like one of those hog-nosed
tusked soldiers from the old Star Wars movies...  Elias snorted to himself at
the comparison; probably they could fix her looks, but she was about as smart
as one of those things, too.  Well, that's why he got her a keeper, right?
"Awright," he growled, "I'm feeling generous.  If you promise not to kick the
shit out of me or smother my ass, I'll give you a tongue ride -- how's that?"

	Sue wasn't thinking very clearly -- she could hardly breathe for the
built-up arousal.  Was he offering what she THOUGHT he was offering?  She'd
heard of such -- even seen videos -- but no one had ever even come close...
"Uh...huh..."

	"Awright.  Be fucking careful, but swap around and put your twat where
your tit is," Elias directed.

	Sue had probably never been more careful in her life.  She'd been
approaching an orgasm when Elias made his offer -- now it was by the wayside
while she hoped for something better.  But there was a problem...  "Which
way?" she whispered.

	Elias was about to light into her for being a stupid cunt when he
realized that there WERE two directions she could face, particularly if she
was more or less upright.  "Aim your ass at me," he chuckled, "I can't see it,
anyway."

	Slowly, carefully, Sue rotated and settled over Elias.  She worked her
calves back to a point beside and almost under his shoulders and Elias grasped
her thick hips to make the final adjustments, thinking, 'I'm glad I can't see
this...'  But, hey, her twat smelled good, and a quick lick said it tasted
good.  Time to party!  Elias pushed his tongue into Sue's split to attack the
nub of her clitoris.

	"OOooooOMIGAWD!" Sue wailed, all though of silence banished.  This had
fingers beat ALLL to Hell!  Elias' tongue was all over her clitoris and it was
indescribable!

	Elias swatted her on the ass.  "Hey, keep it down!  Play with your own
tits -- I can't reach 'em any more.  Try not to squash my ass when you cum,
get me?"  He swatted her plush ass again for emphasis.

	"Uh... huh..."  It was hard to breathe, Sue's lungs were so tight.
She leaned forward...

	... and broke the plane of the polarizing field, surprising Beth and
Penny when her head popped out of the wall of blackness above them.  Penny let
out a shriek.  The AI tried to mask Sue as it had Elias, but it just wasn't
that simple, so it plunged them all into darkness.  "Shit," muttered Beth --
but she'd done all she could, anyway...  She pushed Penny's head back down --
and Penny got the hint and resumed her blow job.  Sue was moaning
continuously; hands like talons were waving here and there.  Beth collected
them, one by one, lacing her fingers with Sue's.  Sue leaned forward, bracing
herself against Beth's hands.  Beth, who was off-side, leaned up and propped
herself chest to chest against Sue so she could support her, even given her
position, putting her head on her shoulder and taking Beth's on hers.  Sue
whispered, "Omigawd, omigawd, omigawd..." -- not because she was trying to be
quiet, but because that was all she could manage to get out through lungs
paralyzed by her tension.

	Penny shifted to her left as much as she could under pressure from
Beth's hip -- but she had a requirement to remain engaged with Elias' cock,
and she pursued that requirement single-mindedly.  Until Beth had placed her
hand around that hard, hot length of flesh, she'd never been exposed to one --
not a real live adult one.  Now...  Now, she didn't want to release the thing
-- it was a handle on a man, a way to please him and get a positive reaction
from him, a way to be valuable to him.  Penny was fearful of men, and her fear
and shyness made her invisible to them.  Five minutes of sucking Elias' cock
brought her more attention from a male, positive and negative, than she'd ever
gotten in one five minute period from ANY male -- including her father, who
was one of the sources of her fear.  Besides, she LIKED sucking cock -- it
gave her a feeling of accomplishment and challenge -- and she knew that, while
she had a lot to learn, she could please a man that way, if nothing else.
There was something satisfying about the taste and texture, too, and she was
sure that if Elias shot off in her mouth, that would also be okay...

	Sue started whining, a sound that rose in pitch from a grunt to
something you would expect from a wounded animal -- even though it was
relatively quiet -- then, shaking like a leaf, she pulsed and dribbled her
fluids onto Elias' face.  Once was apparently all she could take; when she
unlocked and relaxed, releasing Beth's cramped hands, she flopped over to her
left and dragged her foot away, rolling onto her stomach to pant.

	"Well, THAT was fun," Elias croaked -- and it had been, make no
mistake -- but the urgency was upon him, now...  "Time to fuck, girls.
Whoever drew the short straw, sit on it, willya?"

	Beth didn't consider what she moved to do to be the result of "drawing
the short straw."  It was exactly what she WANTED to do -- and based upon the
hurried conference in the bathroom, she was the only one qualified to do it!
The amazing revelation that neither Penny nor Sue had ever been with a man put
her in the position of being the prime candidate to carry out actual sex,
since the three of them agreed that Elias would undoubtedly not want to break
in a virgin without realizing it.  The tasks had fallen the way they had
largely because of that consideration -- and the fact that feeding Elias
breast flesh was probably the simplest of the three tasks, and, well, face it,
Sue had a lot of it...  Penny took on the job of fellatrix with serious
hesitation, doubt and fear -- but after some tutoring from Beth, took to it
like a duck to water.  Now, though, Elias was calling for the main event --
and that would be Beth.

	Carefully, she waddled up over him, duck-walking from her position at
the foot of the bed, and, taking his erection in hand, rubbed it along her
labia to open them.  Sue's excitement and her time sucking Elias' cock had her
aroused, so she was lubricated; once in position, she settled onto his cock
with the ease of regular experience.

	Beth had been married once -- and had desired children fervently.  Sex
was the way to get there -- and not only because it worked, but also because
it was pleasant.  Her husband, though, had other ideas; first, he got a secret
vasectomy, then he played around.  It was a perfect deal for him -- fool
around at work or whatever, then come home to the little woman -- who would
initiate sex not only because she enjoyed it, but because she wanted children.
Eventually, though, plain old Beth didn't cut it any more as a bed partner --
he could get lookers, something that Beth was not -- so he hit the road.  This
put Beth in a tailspin; binge eating brought on by depression added fifty
pounds to her weight and she took to hiding from people.  Pure luck had put
her in place for the pickup -- and she couldn't begin to guess why Elias had
collected her -- but she was there to have kids and that was FINE with her!

	The woman who settled onto his dick knew EXACTLY what she was doing --
and darkness or no, her size told him it had to be 'Little Miss I Want Kids.'
Well, that was okay -- wasn't that what they were all there for, anyway?
Besides, she seemed to know her way around a dick...  Squatting over him, she
was riding up and down on his pole pretty energetically, bracing herself by
putting her hands on his shoulders.  He reached up and collected a double
handful of fairly decent tit flesh, confirming her identity; Skinny just
didn't have that kind of superstructure...

	Speaking of Skinny...  "Awright, the three of you are too fucking
different for me not to know who is who by now.  You keep ridin', Honey, and
we'll see if I can't flood your ovaries -- I know that's what you want.
Skinny, come up here, Babe.  Was that you making like a Hoover on my dick?"

	"Well, Beth taught me," a soft voice replied diffidently, "so it
wasn't JUST me..."

	"But it was you on the ass end, right?"

	"Yes."

	"Bring it up here.  Sue seems to like tongue rides -- but you earned
one.  Come get a cuddle, at least.  I'm gonna keep it dark, but y'all can
talk."

	Skinny came up on his left side; that sow Sue had the whole bed on the
right.  Elias got a grip on a bony arm and hauled her closer.  "Just tuck
yourself in here, somewhere.  Do you suck face?"

	"Well..."

	"Everything is maybe with you, isn't it?"  He caught her by the neck
and dragged her face to his.  "Suck tongue -- you can suck dick, so I know
you're gonna be GREAT!"  Penny found herself sealed to his lips and with a
mouthful of tongue; it could have been horrible, but his breath was actually
sort of minty.  For that matter, he wasn't giving off that smoky aura he'd had
earlier.  She started engaging his tongue with hers and stopped trying to
escape.

	Things settled down for a minute or two.  Sue hauled herself against
Elias' right side and started rubbing everything in reach with her hands while
he cuddled Skinny's skeletal frame on his left and sucked her tongue -- and
Beth panted above him while she pumped her twat up and down his pole like she
was pumping an oil well.

	It didn't last, though -- it couldn't.  In the first place, Beth was
WAY too good at what she was doing for a chunky bitch.  Even with all of the
distractions, Elias couldn't hold out -- the urgency got to be too much.
Elias needed to be on top to finish, though -- that's just how it was.
"Skinny... Babe... don't go nowhere, but you need to... clear out for a sec...
while I... roll Beth over and... finish this up!"  Skinny got out of the way
and Elias grasped Beth by her shoulders and flung her over to his left,
rolling with her.  Surprisingly, it worked; Elias ended up on his hands and
knees, buried in Beth's twat.  Bringing up her knees and bracing himself
against them, he panted, "It's time to get serious!"

	Beth noticed the difference -- RIGHT AWAY!  She'd enjoyed the ride
from on top, but had been concentrating on making things smooth and cyclic,
denying herself to an extent in an effort to see that Elias made it.  Elias,
on the other hand, brought to bear a pounding urgency that was VERY welcome!
There was nothing left for her to do but enjoy it -- obviously, he was going
to get off, and just as obviously, he wanted her to, too!  The rhythm of the
act went from Chopin to AC/DC and the thunder carried her along, easily;
orgasm raced toward her borne on the pounding rhythm and her belly tightened
as contractions rolled through her hungry cunt!

	"That's it, Babe!  Gimme that cunt!  YAH!" Elias grunted, pounding
away at the gates of her womanhood.  "It's... time... to... get...
OFFFFF!!!!!"  He buried himself to the hilt and blasted away, enjoying the
feeling of letting go in a pussy without a rubber in the way and the feel of
her clutching him, inside and out.  He knew she'd gotten off -- the noise she
made, while indescribable, was clear -- even without feeling her twat grabbing
at his dick.  Yeah, she got off, all right -- and that was a lot better than
the fake shit you got from a hooker.

	Beth cuddled him and crooned happily.  She was swampy from his cum --
and happy about it.  She knew it was the good stuff.  It was going to happen
-- if not tonight, sometime soon.  In the meantime, she enjoyed the disparity
between his sizeable cock and the slight, wiry body it was mounted on.

	Elias let her cuddle him for a bit, then announced, "Okay, I'm rolling
off.  Everybody find a patch of bed and get comfortable -- it's time to get in
a nap."  He wedged himself between Sue and Beth.  "Skinny?  Where are you?  I
don't feel any bones..."  Penny came in from below and put her head on his
thigh.  "Huh!  That'll work, I guess..."  He caressed her hair and allowed his
post orgasmic torpor to put him to sleep.