A-Cup Angst Ch. 16

Caitlin made a soft noise of reproach in the back of her throat as she took Mara by the wrists. She lifted her face and planted another soft kiss on Mara's lips. Their kiss lasted until Mara relaxed again and stopped trying to redo her bra. Caitlin pulled back and looked up into Mara's eyes. She pulled on the pale girl's hands and directed them towards her own breasts.

Mara gasped in surprise as she felt the first pair of tits that wasn't her own. Her mouth fell open and Jamie could feel her fascination as she groped at Caitlin's perky tits.

"Oh, yes," Caitlin hissed.

Mara looked up into her face in surprise and then began to knead her tits in earnest. Caitlin squirmed under the assault, gasping in delight, even though Jamie could feel that Mara was a bit too heavy-handed with her attentions. When her fascination with Caitlin's tits abated some, Mara picked up on this, too, so she adjusted her touch. Caitlin reached behind herself and undid the clasp of her bra. She slid it out from under Mara's hands and then began to writhe as the girl resumed her strokes.

Caitlin grabbed the sides of Mara's face and drew her in for another kiss. Jamie felt the touch escalate things as dams burst and inhibitions got trampled by the rising lust in both beauties. Their kiss turned heated and they pressed their bodies together with fervor. Pretty soon, Mara's bra joined Caitlin's on the floor and they worked at their remaining clothes with fumbling fingers.

When they were in just their panties, they slowly stretched out on the bed. They explored each other's bodies with hands and mouths as Jamie watched. His body had a predictable reaction and he had to adjust himself in his pants several times in the past few minutes.

When Caitlin slid down Mara's body to kiss her nipples and slide a finger into the brunette's panties, she shot him a look over her shoulder. "This isn't just lezzy fun, Jamie. Get in here!"

Jamie hesitated only briefly before jumping up to shed his clothes. He was well aware that the Rossis and he had promised themselves to one another anew, but he simply couldn't stop himself from joining the sexy girls writhing on the bed before him. He was naked in under a minute and then gently lay behind Mara on the bed. She twisted her head around to give him a kiss of welcome. She nearly bit his tongue when Caitlin nibbled on her swollen nipple and stroked her clit at the same time.

"These are in the way," Caitlin said about Mara's panties and hooked her fingers into their waistband. Jamie helped Mara lift her hips and Caitlin slid the offending garment down her legs to toss it on the floor. Mara was now bare and Jamie felt her reflexive desire to cover herself up. She beat it down on her own and Jamie enjoyed her eager surrender as he plundered her mouth with his tongue.

Caitlin slid her hand between Mara's thighs until her fingertips touched Jamie's hard cock. Mara squirmed a little at the invader between her legs and wound up pressing Caitlin's wrist up against her pussy. Caitlin smiled a wicked smile as she began to slide her arm back and forth between Mara's thighs. Her wrist and forearm rubbed over Mara's wet nether lips even as she grasped Jamie's cock with her fingers and began to jerk it off with long, slow strokes. Jamie and Mara groaned in unison.

Caitlin teased them until they began to hiss in frustration. She slid her other hand between Mara's thighs. She flexed her fingers and pinched the sensitive skin on the insides of Mara's thighs to get the girl to spread them. Mara's indignant squeal was muffled by Jamie's kiss.

Caitlin held up one of Mara's thighs as she pulled insistently on Jamie's cock. Jamie slid forward and allowed Caitlin to aim him into Mara's molten core. He didn't need the Force to tell him he was there when Caitlin spread Mara's lips for him. He could feel Mara's juices on the tip of his cock, as well as her whole body tense up in his arms.

With a quick thrust of his hips, he buried the head of his cock inside Mara. Mara broke their kiss and threw her head back to gasp. He seized her by the hair and pulled her in for another kiss. He penetrated her pussy at the same time as he penetrated her lips with his questing tongue. She yielded eagerly.

Caitlin slid up Mara's body and fastened her lips around one of the girl's bountiful tits. She used one of her hands to strum Mara's clit and extended her middle finger to run along the underside of Jamie's cock as he thrust it in and out of Mara's pussy. They both moaned their appreciation of her hand.

Jamie could plainly feel the rush of ecstasy flowing from Mara's mind. He basked in it and let it carry him to his own climax. He sped up his hips, making Mara's climb to orgasm speed up. Pretty soon, Mara was on the cusp of an orgasm the likes of which she hadn't felt before. She was starting to feel a little afraid of it and tried to block the pleasurable sensations coming from her body.

When Caitlin bit Mara's nipple, lightning shot from it towards her clit and her whole body clenched up. Her head flew back and she came with an inarticulate shout. Jamie's own orgasm immediately followed and he clenched up as he shot his load into her fluttering pussy.

He held on to her after he finished and felt the aftershocks slowly subside in her body and mind. His softening member slid out of her gooey snatch and her let go of her to roll over on his back and catch his breath.

Caitlin rolled Mara onto her back, too. She then spread her thighs again and dived face-first into her pussy. Mara gasped and giggled as she felt Caitlin's delicate touch on her sensitized clit. Caitlin soon slid her lips lower and formed a seal over the entrance to Mara's pussy. She applied suction, making Mara shudder and squeal. Her tongue ventured between the wet, engorged lips and into the snug tunnel beyond. She did her utmost to retrieve every single bit of Jamie's cum from Mara's snatch.

Jamie sensed this through the Force and he sat up on one elbow to watch. Caitlin was like a feeding predator as she worked to draw his cum out of Mara, who writhed like a woman possessed. She tried to tangle her fingers into Caitlin's hair and lift her face off her pussy, but Jamie stopped her.

"Now, now, Mara, let's not be ungrateful! Caitlin, slide your pussy over her face and let her return the favor."

Jamie could sense the spike of worry and fear in Mara's mind. She had never before eaten pussy, that she could remember, and she was both a little disgusted at the thought and a little afraid of doing a poor job. Her flushed face was a lovely tableau of conflicting emotions until Caitlin slid her hips around to straddle Mara's face.

Jamie put a hand over the small of Caitlin's back and helped her aim her pussy at Mara's face without lifting her own face from Mara's snatch. Mara's face scrunched up and she tried to slide her head out of the way, but Jamie twined a hand in her dark tresses and forced her face up. She hesitated for a few moments. Caitlin kept working on her pussy, making her squirm and that decided things for her. She stuck her own tongue out and did her best to return the favor.

Feeling Mara's inhibitions fade from her mind like that made Jamie feel oddly happy. He relaxed as he lay next to the girls and watched them sixty-nine one another. Pretty soon, Caitlin's tongue and fingers pushed Mara over another crest and she came again. Her mouth was pressed up to Caitlin's clit, so her scream of pleasure reverberated over it, making Caitlin cum as well.

Caitlin lifted her head and cried out in ecstasy as her whole body writhed atop Mara and rubbed their tits into each other's bellies. Jamie could sense their combined pleasure. He could also sense a strange, emotional warmth that suffused both their minds in the background of the explosive orgasms. It was emotional closeness, he realized, brought about by sharing him.

His cock was hard again by then, so he decided to be shared properly. He got up and lifted Caitlin's hips from Mara's face. The brunette gasped for breath as he did so. He positioned Caitlin on her knees beside Mara. It took some effort since the girl was as limp as a wet noodle in his arms.

He lined up his dick with her sopping pussy and slid in without any resistance. Caitlin cried out at the sensations of being so stuffed right after an orgasm, but made no move to alleviate the situation. Jamie began to stroke in and out of her with a steady rhythm. He knew he was going to last a while, so he let himself savor the feeling of her tight, but wet treasure box trying to cling to his shaft.

Mara sat up and slid closer to their slapping hips. She reached under Caitlin's body with both hands. Jamie could feel her hand circling Caitlin's clit as he pistoned in and out. Caitlin's head shot up and she got up on all fours, without disrupting Jamie's rhythm. Mara moved a bit towards Caitlin's head and slid a hand towards her tits. Caitlin moaned at her touch across her nipples and lifted a hand to pull Mara into a kiss.

Drilled by Jamie's hard cock, her clit and a nipple strummed by delicate fingers and her mouth plundered by a wet, insistent tongue, Caitlin shot off like a rocket and came. Jamie slammed himself into her and held her hips firmly, so the rest of her body writhed in pleasure, even as her moan was muffled by Mara's tongue.

Jamie loved seeing the flush and goose-bumps spread across Caitlin's back. As soon as her pussy stopped contracting, he resumed his thrusts. He was getting close to another orgasm himself. Caitlin squealed in protest, but Mara kept on with her efforts and she found herself being driven to yet another orgasm, whether she wanted to, or not. She passively endured their ministrations.

Spurred on by her surrender, Jamie soon found himself cumming. He slammed himself as deep as he could go inside her pussy and squirted his seed as he groaned in ecstasy. Her pussy suddenly started clenching around his dick as she had yet another orgasm. The sensations were almost too much for him to bear. He doubled over and nearly lay atop her sweaty back as he waited for his dick to soften.

The sweet call of slumber came for him and he was barely conscious as he slipped out of Caitlin's pussy.

Jamie woke up to the feeling of Mara shifting in his arms. She made a small noise as she settled her ass against his lower stomach. He lay still and reached out with the Force. She was asleep. Caitlin's mind was nowhere to be felt. For a moment, Jamie's heart faltered and he thought that she had skipped out on him while he was asleep. Then he felt it.

A strange mind was in the next room. It was very different from anything Jamie had sensed with the Force so far. The thoughts seemed to be broadcast between the mind's location in the next room and someplace Jamie couldn't reach with the Force. It made reading the mind next to impossible. Jamie could only get disjointed images and snatches of thoughts from it.

He sighed and braced himself. That was almost certainly Mister Rossi in the body of Caitlin Ford in the next room. He slowly extricated himself from Mara's soft embrace and crept out of the bed. He used the Force to silence the bedsprings and lift his clothes.

He crept out of the room and carefully shut the door on a sleeping Mara. He got dressed and combed out his hair with his hands, trying to make himself presentable. The man he was about to meet will be the grandfather and great-grandfather to his kids. Jamie checked himself for the smell of sex and decided he didn't reek of it.

With a final huff, he steeled his resolve and reached out to open the door.

Caitlin was sitting on the bed, facing the eastern wall. Her eyes were closed and her hands folded across her lap. She was wearing a sweater and jeans. Jamie stood there watching her slowly breathe for a long time. The Force gave him no insight into the disjointed mind that was inside her skull at the time. He didn't know if Caitlin's summoning was done, or still ongoing. At length, he lost his patience and quietly said, "Caitlin?"

Caitlin drew a deeper breath and then slowly let it out. Her eyes opened and she turned her head towards him. When he looked at her face, he saw her eyes scan his face, as if seeing him for the first time and he knew that it wasn't her in there. "Rossi?"

"That's Mister Rossi, Sir, to you," he said through Caitlin's mouth, speaking fluent Italian.

Jamie gulped. "Mister Rossi, Sir, it's an honor to finally meet you, uh, even though the circumstances are, uh..."

"I know the circumstances much better than you, young man." He stood up and gestured for him to back up out of the room.

Jamie did just that and Rossi walked out of the bedroom to go downstairs. Jamie stood and watched him go until the man said, "Are you coming?"

Jamie flinched into action and jogged down the stairs to follow Caitlin's body to the villa's kitchen. Rossi started rifling through the kitchen cabinets. "What are you looking for," Jamie asked.

"As if you could tell me where anything was," Rossi grumbled under his breath. He opened a cabinet and gave an exclamation of joy at seeing its contents. He pulled out a can of tea. "Sit down!" Jamie sat on a stool he pulled out from under the kitchen island. He watched Rossi move about the kitchen, seeking the implements needed to make tea. After checking nearly every cabinet and drawer and finding only an electric teapot, Rossi growled softly and grabbed a mug. He filled it with water and put a teabag in it. He waved Caitlin's hand over it and the water instantly began to steam. He covered it with a saucer and then leaned against the kitchen island to face Jamie.

After a long silence, Rossi said, "A sickness is about to be released. It kills Laura and your children right at the start and then spreads to kill every caster in the world."

Jamie's jaw fell. "Are... are you sure?"

Rossi shot him a look. "Yes, of course I am sure. While you were sleeping, I was casting the spells that allow me to see the future." He frowned and looked away for a moment. "Though they were nowhere near as effective without my original brain to process them." He looked back into Jamie's eyes. "This sickness ends the world."

"It spreads to everyone?"

Rossi shook Caitlin's head. "No. Just the casters. But it spreads to practically all the casters in the world and it kills everyone that catches it. In less than a year from now, the world will be left without magicians."

Jamie looked off into the distance. He had grown up thinking there were no magicians in the world. He briefly wondered if the world might not even be improved by the disappearance of magic from it. He didn't care if it would be. Laura, Caitlin, his kids, Laura's friends, Ahmed, they were all slated to die from this disease and that meant that Jamie was going to stop it, or cure it, no matter what.

"For a while, at least," Rossi said, continuing his exposition. "The gift of magic is joined to many bloodlines all over the world. Just because all currently living casters would die, magic would not die out. New casters would be conceived and born the very next year. And those would grow up in a world which has no guidance to offer them. No magical authorities to make them behave and cover up their mischief.

"It's hard for me to see exact details that far into the future, but the big picture I'm getting is pretty clear. Those young casters will wind up exposed to the public at large. The response of the rest of humanity will be," he trailed off and sighed heavily. "Some will gather around the magicians, regarding them as new gods. They will supplicate to them and willingly pledge themselves into their service. Most will see the magicians as the next step of evolution and feel threatened by their very existence. Islam and Christianity will denounce the magicians as abominations and stir up a frenzy of hatred towards them, declaring fatwas and crusades against them.

"Once the first 'holy smitings' occur, most magicians will drop the kid gloves and start to fight back. I don't know if the world leaders go paranoid on their own, or if the magicians take over their minds, or if it's a combination of the two, but nukes fly. The whole world is scorched by them, killing nearly all the human race. There will be millions of survivors, but they will all be scattered in small populations, ruled by the surviving magicians. The remnants of humanity will be totally dependent on their magical powers to keep the ubiquitous radioactive fallout from finishing them all off. Human civilization ends with a bang. The species whimpers on in servitude."

Jamie sat in horrified silence while Rossi calmly cooled his cup of tea and began to sip it. Jamie swallowed against the dryness in his throat and said, "Ok, so we just have to stop that from ever happening. Take me back to the beginning! Where does the disease start? And how?"

Rossi grimaced. "That part is completely clouded. If it had been me, I might have been able to see through the shroud, but I cannot with this brain and magic. All I can see with clarity is Laura's death and the deaths of our children. Then you are on your knees before Alessandra, crying and sobbing that it was all your fault."

"Alessandra lives?"

Rossi nodded. "If you can call it life. I see her returning to her home and living a miserable, lonely life as the loss of your child leaves her barren and bitter. When the magicians are revealed, the locals remember Laura's reputation of old and drag Alessandra out to the town square one night, where they burn her at the stake for being a witch."

"Well, where the hell am I!? Why aren't I with her?!"

Rossi shrugged. "I don't see your future past that moment when you sob before her. I'm limited to what I can see from this brain. I can clearly see only the future of my bloodline. Everything else is a bit blurry. You do not become part of my bloodline, because our mutual children die before they're even born. The end of civilization in a nuclear holocaust is an event that takes so many souls that it reverberates throughout time. I can see it with enough clarity, as any seer worth their salt should."

"Are there any other seers we can call upon," Jamie asked, feeling a glimmer of hope.

Rossi glared right into Jamie's eyes and shook his head. "You can not call on anyone to help you! This I've foreseen! The joining of our bloodlines is still going on, so I can see your immediate future. If you speak of this to anyone, you are killed."

Jamie was struck with pinpricks running down his sides as his breath vanished from his lungs. White dots danced in the edges of his vision. "Does... Does the... Does..."

"No," Rossi firmly said. "Your death does not stop the apocalypse from happening. Quite the contrary, your death seals it. It does delay the thing for almost a full year, but no one can stop it from happening then. Humanity's only chance is for you to stop it in the very near future. And you must do it on your own, with no help from any authorities, or any other seers!"

Jamie didn't know if he felt more relieved by the news that his sacrifice was not the thing that was needed, or if he was more scared by the fate of the whole world resting only on his shoulders. "Why? Why can't I tell people and get them to-"

"Because they kill you! When you tell people the truth about what is going on and they do some investigating to confirm it, they all come to the conclusion that your death is the only way to save the world and you are killed. The world's doom is then postponed for a year, but also sealed."

"What about-"

"Laura and Alessandra both die if you do. Your children as well. No one saves them."

Jamie slumped over the kitchen island. "Fuck." The news were far worse than anything he could have imagined. The only hope he could see was that maybe, Rossi was exaggerating things in a ploy to drive a wedge between him and his women. "What about Ahmed and his-"