I said, “Oh, of course! Ee has been amazing. None of us would be alive if it weren’t for her.”
I thought, well, except for me. I’d still be on Earth. But this was more fun. So I wasn’t going to complain right now with two naked girls in my bed holding me warmly.
Bailey said, “We just have to get used to the new clock. It has morning, lunchtime, dinnertime, and bedtime. That’s all we really need, isn’t it, Captain?” and she gave me another playful pinch.
I said, “It’s more than I could have hoped for. Ee, did you come up with that on your own? I love it?”
Ee said, “Don’t be condescending.”
I said quickly, “Oh, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’m still waking up. I am so sorry.”
Bailey said, “Oh, that’s OK. He’s an Earther, so we’ll let it slide. But no, we negotiated it between us.”
Ee said, “Bailey thought that it would make you happy.”
I said, “It does make me happy. Thank you. So, how are you telling what time it is?”
Bailey laid her hand on my breast and said, “It’s technical and we are going to leave that up to Ee. We don’t need to worry about it.”
I said, “I need to go to the bathroom.”
Bailey said, “Good. We can all go together.”
I said, “Uh, well, but…”
She said, “No, it’s good. We are all sharing a bathroom, so let’s go get used to it.”
It wasn’t quite as awkward as I had imagined it. OK, it was fine.
When we were done, Michelle said, “We have some time before we need to take care of our final Genie, so let’s have some breakfast and talk. We have things to discuss now.
Bailey said, “It’s about the sandwiches and cookies.”
I looked at her askance and she grinned and poked me in the ribs.
Michelle said, “There’s a small kitchen and dining area across the corridor,” and she led us out the door.
Michelle started finding some breakfast and Bailey and I sat nearby where we could all talk. It looked like the food was all packaged for long-term storage. It would have to be.
Michelle found actual drinking glasses and filled three of them with the same hydration liquid that was the only thing that we’d ingested since any of us woke up on this ship.
I took a drink and said, “Ee, I know that this can be frustrating, but I just wondered if you had an idea of how long I’ve been on the ship so far. You don’t have to try to answer. I was just a little curious.”
Ee said, “Oh, no problem. As far as I can figure, you will enter the ship through the door outside the infirmary about twelve years from now.”
I must have snapped my head around as if I were confused. Which I was. Ee noticed. So did Bailey. She tried not to laugh.
Michelle said slyly, “Is something wrong?”
Ee said, “Jimmy, Sweetie, it’s fine. No, you heard me right and I know more or less what I’m talking about. It happens about twelve years from now.”
Bailey said, “Jimmy, you know those little shudders that we feel now and then in the ship?”
She waited and I said, “Yeah.”
She said, “Well, those are Ee, obviously having a good time with us, but they result in little tiny time jumps. We think.”
I said, “Oh. OK.”
Baily said, “You know I’m a diplomat. Michelle told me that she told you that.”
I said, “Yeah.”
She said, “So, I’m an engineer, too.”
I said, “I don’t see how those two functions are related at all, but OK.”
Bailey said, “You can’t be one without the other, Silly. If Ee has a cold or is depressed or just needs a friend or needs to know the best way to negotiate a contract or a planetary war, I help her. That’s what I do. So if she breaks down or has damage or wants to go shopping, I help her.”
Ee said, “I don’t normally go shopping. It sounds like fun, but Bailey is just pretending that I could if we wanted to. But she knows all about engines and navigation and how I feel, and she helps me negotiate crew decisions and planetary authorities and stuff like that.”
Bailey said, “I can handle matters between partnerships as well, but it’s very common to be assigned to a ship. That’s why it’s pretty much standard operating procedure to pair engineering and diplomacy. Anyway, yes, it’s probably twelve years until you come on board and salvage us. And again, the shudders are Ee having a good time as we express our sexual release, but apparently it causes a teeny bit of a time jump in a random direction when it happens.”
I said, “Is that normal?”
Bailey said, “Of course it is. There’s nothing wrong with Ee having orgasms and sexual feelings at all. No other ship in the galaxy does that and it makes our lovely Eevona unique and special, doesn’t it?”
I caught her hint and said, “It sure does. That’s amazing. I love it!”
Michelle set some plates of food in front of Bailey and me, and then grabbed a third plate for herself.
Ee said, “Ah, the time is now Lunchtime. In case you wanted to know.”
Bailey said, “Thank you Ee. Lunchtime would be perfect right now since we have our food already in front of us. Thank you.”
Then looking at me significantly, she said, “Ee, I’m glad that you always hear everything we say. It makes me feel safer knowing that there’s nowhere on the ship that you can’t see and hear us.”
Ee said, “Does it really?”
Bailey said, “Ee, you can always tell if I’m lying. I am glad that you can do that. It does make me feel safe. Thank you.”
I had a thought and said, “Ee, if I ask you to , can you stop listening for a second? And not watch? If I want to talk to Bailey privately? Ee, do you like surprises?”
Ee said, “I might be able to do that. I could still feel you though.”
I said, “Oh, that makes for some interesting possibilities, doesn’t it? Let’s try it. Ee, stop listening for forty of my heartbeats. Starting now!”
As soon as I said, “now”, I leaned over and kissed Bailey hard and passionately on the mouth, tickling the back of her teeth wildly. Bailey’s eyes went wide and after the first second, she was attacking the inside of my mouth and had her hand in my lap, stroking me firmly. Before the time was up, I pulled back, leaving both of us in a breathless state.
I whispered, “We’ll see,” and winked at her.
Ee came back on and exclaimed, “Wow! That was fun!”
Bailey said, “Oh, what was it like?”
Ee said, “It was like being asleep. And it was like before you all woke up. I didn’t see or hear you, but I could feel you. Oh! It was like being blindfolded. And then you guys made love to me and I couldn’t see what you were going to do next and everything was so exciting. That was fun.”
I said, “So, would you want to play that game sometimes?”
Ee said enthusiastically, “Sure! Anytime!”
Well, that was good. If necessary, we could ask Ee to stop listening and she would do it. I had hoped that if I paired it with a pleasurable experience that she would want to do it whenever I asked. I winked at Bailey and she nodded in understanding.
As we ate, and the food wasn’t bad by the way, Bailey said, “We need to talk over some logistics. I’m going to look into the damage we have, but we have other things to consider.”
Michelle said, “I was waiting for you.”
Bailey said, “I appreciate that. OK, one of the first things is our physical appearance and any modifications.”
I said, “What do you mean? Should I put on pants?”
It was becoming a joke.
Bailey grinned and said, “No. Not yet. What I’m thinking about is skin-tone, hair length and coloring, markings, and minor modifications to our physique.”
I said, “Oh. I had stopped noticing that you don’t have hair and I was getting used to your skin. I thought that’s just how it was.”
She said, “No, that’s h
ow it is for storage and transport. And if the mission doesn’t call for something else. We have the ability to change our skin color within certain parameters and we should start growing hair as soon as we decide on what it should be.”
I just sat listening and after a minute, Michelle said, “So, what do you think? What color should my skin be?”
I said, “Oh! You were waiting for my input. Um, I don’t know.. What do you want?”
Bailey smiled and said, “Let me help. Michelle, I suggest that we go for a tint that pretty much matches the captain. But not exactly the same and not exactly the same for each of us. Take the captain’s skin coloring and project it down to white and up to a dark brown.”
I said, “Like from white bread to burnt toast.”
Bailey laughed and said, “OK. Like that. Captain, picturing that, and assuming that there are ten shades, and that you are a five, what do you think would look good on us?”
I hesitated and Bailey said, “We can change it later.”
I said, “Oh, OK, good. Then Michelle, what if you try a four and Bailey, you try a seven?”
In my mind, that would give Michelle a nice light complexion, more of a cream color, and Bailey a darker ethnic complexion, maybe the color of a darker caramel. They had said that we could change it later, so why not try that. It sounded pretty to me.
Baily said, “That sounds good to me. And what about hair color?”
I said, “Um, I don’t know. Men aren’t always very good at this stuff.”
Bailey said, “OK, let me try. What if Michelle has a dark brown. That will go well with the paler skin color. And for me, jet black.”
I said, “That sounds fine.”
Michelle said, “And what about body hair?”
I said, “Can you control your body hair?”
Michelle said, “Yes. We can’t change our height or make major modifications, but cosmetically we can be very flexible.”
I said, “OK. Cool. Um, I’d keep the body hair to a minimum then. No hair anywhere but your heads and a tiny bit in the pubic area. Just a little triangle. That’s my vote.”
Bailey smiled and said, “Your wish is our command. I really do like your language. It has so many funny possibilities for wordplay. You know, being Genies and all that. OK, we’ll start on skin and hair. It takes place mostly when we sleep. Michelle, stand up.”
Michelle got up from her chair and stood beside Bailey, facing me.
Bailey said, “Well, any other changes that would please you?”
I looked at the two of them side by side for the first time. Michelle was six-foot-one. Bailey was about five-foot-seven. Michelle’s breasts were large. I still couldn’t figure out what function such large and incredibly beautiful boobs served on a bodyguard combat Unit, but I liked them. I loved them. I wanted to touch them. Oh, I got distracted. What had I been asked? Oh, that’s right. Bailey was beautiful. Very beautiful, but her breasts were smaller. Not really small but smaller. Michelle might be an F-cup. Of course, how would I know? They, her boobs, looked perfectly sized and shaped though. And they had those huge nipples. Damn, it happened again. I forgot what I was supposed to be thinking about. Baily was probably a nice D-cup. Very lovely.
Michelle said in exasperation, “She means our tits! Do you want to change our tits!”
I exclaimed, “No! There are perfect. For both of you! Really. I wouldn’t change a thing.”
Bailey grinned and said, “Ooh, I love him! But hey, Captain, come here. Step up close.”
She said, “We are permanently lubricated. Is that OK?”
As she said it, she was pressing my fingers to the slit of her sex, showing me that it was slick and wet. More slick than wet though. More like a naturally slippery surface. It was um, good.
She said, “So are always like that, so you don’t ever have to worry that I need some warm-up time like a normal female would.”
Then very innocently, as if she were a sweet naive girl with no experience, she said, “Is that OK? If I’m all slicky all the time and can take your sexy willie anytime you want me?”
I was still playing with her as I gasped, “No, this is nice. Are you saying that you…um, that I could just…I could…”
Bailey squeezed my fingers hard and whispered huskily, “Fuck me? Yeah, I think you could. Anytime, anywhere. Toss me on my back or bend me over and take me from behind. Anytime, anywhere. And Michelle and I will do the same to you. Anytime, anywhere. We’ll toss you on the bed and ride you one after the other until Ee has no idea where or when we are because she’s had so many orgasms that she can’t keep track.”
I said breathlessly, “OK. Um, but not right now. I need to wait. I can’t think of the reason right now, but I think there’s probably a good reason. To stop.”
I reluctantly pulled away from Bailey’s body and sat back down in my chair.
Bailey looked at me quizzically for a moment and then said, “Michelle, squeeze your tits.”
And then there was the slight buzzing that indicated that she and Michelle were having a private conversation.
At the end, Michelle squealed, “Oh! OK! Captain, look at me!”
I looked up at Michelle and the tall girl put a hand under each of her breasts and squeezed them. She started underneath, close to her chest, and pushed outward, squeezing forward as if she were squeezing something out toward her nipples. It looked like she was about to squirt. No, it looked like she was milking herself.
I couldn’t help what happened next. I couldn’t. I wasn’t able to control myself. It just happened.
Michelle was standing a foot or so in front of me and I reached for her. Seeing me move, she stepped closer between my knees and I put my hands on her hips and felt her legs touch my thighs. My lips went instantly to her left breast and I opened my mouth wide and my right hand slid up her body and lifted the pretty mammary as I clamped my face to her chest. I sucked hard and Michelle moaned in pleasure.
That was it. She liked it. And I couldn’t help it. It was as if she had been deliberately daring me to grab her and make love to her breast. To suck on it, not tease and fondle it. She’d made it look like she was about to spray me with milk, or some alien substance at least as sweet, and I wanted it. I found myself fantasizing about drinking the hydration liquid straight from Michelle’s tit, having her milk herself into my mouth. And into Bailey’s. I pictured Bailey and I side by side suckling Michelle, having her feed us from her motherly bosom, amply supplying our nourishment emotionally and physically.
I cupped and kneaded one breast and sucked and licked the other. Her nipples were so big. Not long, but fat. It felt wonderful against my tongue as I circled, flicked and rubbed it.
After a minute or so, as I approached what I was sure was going to be a spontaneous orgasm, and not caring about the possibility that I was about to come in the open air, I felt something hot and wet slide onto my lap and envelope me in a tight embrace. Michelle was sitting on my lap, straddling my waist, riding my cock as I fed myself at the fountain of her femininity, pulling psychic acceptance and love from her. Michelle, my wife, my first mate, my perfect lover, my bodyguard, my protector, my woman. The mother of my family. The priestess of my tribe.
I was aware suddenly of my second mate standing at my side, smiling at me. And that made me climax. The look on Bailey’s face, her eyes tender and nurturing, pouring love and care into my eyes and receiving love from me caused me to climax in a way that I don’t think that I’d ever experienced before. I’d had sex before, before Eevona brought me on board and I started having sex with Michelle; not often, not lately, and never like this. Now I was making love to Michelle’s breasts, but Michelle and Bailey were fucking my heart.
I wasn’t used to the word ‘fucking’. Bailey had used it a minute ago, saying that we should fuck whenever and wherever we wanted to. It was funny to me that the only time you ever heard that word used in a way that seemed appropriate was in porn. In porn, people wanted to fuck and be fucked. They made
it sound wonderful. They even made it sound kind of loving. Like something that they wanted when they were attracted and aroused, both physically and emotionally. Yeah, sometimes it was used harshly, but usually, especially in nonviolent porn, it was an expression of desire. At times it expressed a beautiful, emotional desire for a beautiful lover. It connoted wild abandon, but not abuse, when used the way that I thought that it should be.
Yeah, Bailey had fucked my heart, and I responded with a climax inside Michelle. I didn’t notice if either Michelle or Ee climaxed or not. Later, they both assured me that they did.
Bailey put her hand on Michelle’s back as the tall girl slumped against my chest and said, “That was lovely. And now we have the answer to that question.”
I said, weakly, “What question?”
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Bailey said, “The question about what additional modifications we might make to Michelle’s breasts, and most likely to mine as well. When you moaned, ‘feed me your milk you luscious beast’, we had our answer.”
I said, “I didn’t say that!”
Baily stroked Michelle’s back and Michelle said, “It was completely inferred.”
I said, “You mean implied.”
Michelle said, “No, we could clearly infer exactly how you felt about it. I sure liked it.”
Bailey said, “How long will it take you? I don’t know if I can do it at all.”
Michelle wiggled on my post and said, “Time is an illusion and milk time is doubly so. But I think a few days. Maybe two. Maybe less. I feel like I want to hurry. And I’m sure that you can do it. We all have inherent abilities, all we have to do is activate them.”
Bailey said, “I hope so. I would like to try it.”
I said, “What will take two days?”
Michelle said, “Sweetie, two days from now, give or take, we’ll do this again, and that time, it won’t be a fantasy. I’ll develop a lactation function and you can drink from my tits for real. I’m so excited. It’s usually a battlefield capability. This is exciting. Of course, never expecting to have a lover, I never thought about it before, but the way you sucked on me made me think that it could be for sex, too. I’m going to try to hurry.”
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