Colony Bk. 02

Justine rubbed the soap together in her hands creating a lather and Beth turned around. Justine ran her hands across Beth's shoulders and down her back. She moved them down to her waist and around her hips and legs moving back up to feel her butt. Beth gasped when Justine's fingers gave her a squeeze. Her hand moved around her waist pulling her closer so she could lather Beth's stomach from behind, then her ribs and her breasts.

Beth was both annoyed and excited by how long Justine spent on her breasts. She felt, cupped, massaged- coating in them in a thick soapy lather. Justine could feel Cyrus' shaft pulsing against her as he watched the progression of events.

Justine's hands left Beth's chest and for a moment she thought Justine was done, but Justine had other ideas. Her hands ran down Beth's stomach to her legs and between them sliding a finger over her clit and between her folds. Beth grabbed her wrist reflexively, but whimpered at the same time.

Justine wiggled her finger against Beth's cunt forcing sounds to bounce from her throat. Her hips wiggled and there was more than soap making her slick. Beth's grip on Justine's wrist loosened as the pleasure from her finger washed over her.

Justine finally relented and removed her hands, saying aloud. "Your turn." Beth turned around and the water washed away most of the suds. Justine turned around, bending over again, her torso brushing Cyrus' erection as she handed the soap to Beth, who looked frustrated and confused. Beth formed a lather in her hands and started on Justine's shoulders.

She worked her shoulders, back and legs. She ran her soft, soapy hands up Justine's sides and over her breasts. Justine was facing Cyrus now, his tip pressed against her stomach. She looked up at him, Beth rubbing and feeling her breasts while Justine tried to keep her sounds to a minimum.

"Thanks for sharing." She said.

"N-No problem." He said back.

Beth finished Justine's breasts and moved her hands down. Justine waited for her fingers to make their way between her legs like hers had, but they didn't. Beth's hands moved around to her butt and squeezed. Justine tried not to gasp with the feeling, but her resistance wouldn't last. She felt a finger slip into her cheeks.

Justine looked over her shoulder at Beth. "Get a little lost?" She asked nervously.

"Nope." Beth said with a smirk. "Just cleaning you very thoroughly." Justine felt Beth's finger rubbing her asshole, and she made strange sound- enjoying the dirtiness of it, but fighting the tickling sensation. Then Beth pushed, and her soapy finger slid slowly in.

"Beth!" She cried. She panted heavily, the feeling of Beth's finger pushing into her ass was overwhelming. "Nnnn... Beth... what are you doing?" She whimpered.

"Getting you good and clean." Beth said sliding her finger in further. Justine leaned on Cyrus, holding herself up on his shoulders, leaning over at the waist to give Beth's finger access. She moaned softly as Beth's finger popped her second knuckle in and she began to move and rotate it.

"Fuck!" Justine moaned, "Beth.. oh my god, Beth..." Her knees gave little by little as Beth fingered her ass, and Beth smiled deviously, enjoying Justine's surprise and complete lack of control.

Justine grabbed Cyrus' cock in one hand and stroked it rapidly. "She's fingering my ass, Cyrus, she's in my ass..." She moaned. Beth pulled her finger free and washed it off with soap. Justine was still leaned against Cyrus panting.

"Should we wash Cyrus now?" Beth asked. Justine caught her breath, slowly stroking Cyrus, who was completely still.

"No," Justine panted. "I want to fuck." She moved Cyrus back to the bench- wondering why their shower didn't have one and seated him.

"How come you get to go first?" Beth asked.

"Because, I just got my asshole fingered in the shower." She said glaring at Beth. "and now I'm too horny to wait."

She climbed up, putting her knees on the bench and sliding them forward, using Cyrus' body weight to pull on.

"Fine, but once you finish its my turn."

Justine wasn't listening, she had already begun lowering herself onto his cock and was letting her weight push him in.

She kissed him open mouthed and began to bounce. Beth watched as the small, dainty redhead and her pale butt took a cock that seemed too big for her. She got more and more turned on, watching her little waist and flat stomach fit his shaft nearly all the way in.

She was grinding and bouncing, moaning into their kiss, pulling away and pant and moan his name as she rode him. Beth moved around and leaned into Justine cupping her breasts from behind, wanting to feel the pleasure he was creating by stretching her from the inside.

Justine looked up at Beth and leaned back to kiss her. Beth leaned in and met her lips. Their tongues felt each other and their lips pursed and drew towards one another. Moans echoed in Justine's chest and Beth felt them through the kiss.

Justine broke the kiss, "I'm so close..." She moaned, "I'm so close, I think I'm going to cum..."

Justine's petite body shook and she cried loudly, her moans echoing off the walls and glass. Beth watched her hips rock and shove Cyrus into her as fast and as hard as she could. Justine's sides and breasts heaved, until she gave a last shudder. She breathed heavily for a moment and then pulled Cyrus out and eased herself off the bench.

She pulled Beth into a sensual kiss and when they pulled apart whispered. "I left his cock good and wet for you." Beth started to climb on but Justine protested.

"Turn the other way, I want to be able to see your face, and kiss you." Beth climbed down and carefully placed herself with her back to Cyrus and leaned back pushing down on him until his tip began sliding in.

Justine watched her face contract with pleasure and she moaned with the sensation of him sliding in, already slick with Justine's wetness. Beth started to bounce slowly feeling his shaft slide in and out stretching her walls making her insides feel full and tight. Her breasts shook with the movement and her wet curls slapped Cyrus in the face as he held her body stead as she fucked.

Justine leaned in and kissed, running her hands up and down her body, feeling Beth's breasts and rubbing her clit. Beth couldn't hold the kiss- her mouth pulling away to moan Cyrus' name.

"Cyrus, oh fuck, it's so good." She bobbed on him faster, her ass slapping his lap. "It's so big... fuck it's so big..." She cried, the wet sounds of her pussy being pounded loud enough to be heard over the water of the shower. Justine leaned in and kissed her neck, her finger furiously feeling Beth's clit. Cyrus put a hand, weaving his fingers through her hair and yanked. She yelped and panted.

"Cyrus I'm cumming, I'm cumming..." She screamed and leaned bodily against him, her back arching forcefully as her stomach contracted and her pussy clamped down on him. Her legs seized and her breasts shook with her body. She lay against him in the wake of the orgasm before Justine pulled her off. She stood still unsteady in the knees.

His cock was still rock solid, covered in the wetness of both girls. Beth looked at Justine. "Should one of us go again, he still hasn't finished?"

"I have a better idea." Justine said. She reached out and pulled Cyrus to his feet and got on her knees tugging on his cock with her hands and looking up. Beth followed suit, rising up to lick his shaft.

"Cover us." Justine said with a big smile, looking up at him. Justine tickled just beneath his head, her elbows pushed in so he was looking down at their young faces and wet breasts.

"Cum on me..." Beth panted sexually, kissing the base of his cock while Justine stroked him. Cyrus was looking down at the two girls submissively stroking him. Their faces framed by their messy wet hair, and their asses and breasts being exposed for him.

He started to feel the heat and pressure well, and he leaned on the wall.

"Yes, Cyrus cum on us." Justine whimpered pitifully. "Cum on my face." She stroked faster. "Cover us in it..." Beth panted, running fingers down her chest motioning to where she wanted it.

He grunted and then gasped as a slow spurt of cum sputtered out of his cock in a rope on Justine's face, followed by powerful shots of cum shooting out of his pulsing cock again and again. It sprayed directly onto Beth's face and scattered over Justine's breasts. Justine stroked him until he was finished and laughed, licking cum off her lips. She looked at Beth who was touching the long streams of cum on her face and breasts.

Beth laughed, "That was fun." Justine leaned in and kissed her gently, Beth let her, whimpering quietly. "Yes, it was." Justine agreed when the kiss ended. They stood up and began washing seed off themselves.

Cyrus was still recovering, now sitting down. "I don't think this sort of thing is supposed to involve facials."

"As though you didn't have fun." Beth said rinsing off.

"I think you're wiping his fun off right now." Justine teased. Beth laughed.

"Are we square now?" She asked helping rinse cum out of Justine's hair.

"Getting there." Justine said.

Cyrus stood up, and pulled them both in. "I think I am the lucky one here." He kissed them both, and they got out.

"Maybe one of us will see you tonight." Beth said winking, and closed the door.

Ch. 8: The Doctor

Cyrus was the last one downstairs of the three. Beth and Justine were still giggling when he arrived in the kitchen.

"Where'd Edie go?" He asked.

"She's napping I think." Justine answered.

"Sounds like a winning idea." He replied. "Is there any breakfast left?"

"I was just about to make some." Beth said. "You know, with actual ingredients and color."

"I bring plenty of color," She said showing her hair. "Just not to food."

Cyrus rolled her eyes while Beth fished out ingredients. "How are we already almost out of everything?"

"I'll place another order." Cyrus said. He was interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Who is that?" Justine asked putting her hair up.

"I have no idea." Cyrus said, walking to the door to answer it. He opened the door and was stunned to see a man in his mid to late fifties with blonde hair standing on the porch. He wore a fedora hat, a bow tie and held a coat in his hands.

Cyrus' face lit up when he saw the man. "Doctor!" He said giving the man a big hug. "Please come in, come in." He moved and the man entered looking around.

"They've been very generous to you, Captain." He said.

"It's just mister now." He said closing the door behind him. Beth and Justine came out of the kitchen. He looked at the girls and then at Cyrus.

"So it's true, you really have become a polygamist." The man said.

"Well, I had little choice if I wanted to stay." Cyrus said casually. "It's not been so bad, I got some very nice girls." He pointed to Justine. "That's Justine, and Beth." They each took turns shaking the man's hand.

"Ladies this is Doctor Pertwee. He was the third doctor. The one who finally solved my case."

The ladies looked on, completely blank faced.

"Well, I'm afraid I forgot my blue box this time, Captain." The two men laughed at the inside joke, Pertwee elbowing Cyrus enthusiastically.

"Sorry," Pertwee said to the girls. "Your husband here was gravely injured during his time in the war and two physicians failed to cure him. I was called in since infected combat wounds are my specialty. I was rushed in to see him in such a hurry I forgot my blue box- it's a briefcase full of triage and pain management equipment commissioned medical staff carry from room to room."

Beth stared at him. "I'm sorry, Doctor who?" She said sounding confused. "How do you say your name?"

"Pertwee," He said. "Yes, got made fun of a lot as a kid for it. Usually I just go by Doctor."

Beth shrugged. "I can't say that so Doctor it is." Justine nodded along still looking lost.

"I sent Doctor Pertwee a sample of the pills you have been taking and asked him to examine them. I assume he is here with news about the results." Cyrus explained.

"Yes and I am afraid they are very concerning. Let's move to the table and I'll go over what I found."

They all moved as a group to the dining room and Pertwee opened a folder and began flipping through pages.

"Yes, I ran the analysis several times and the results are unmistakeable. The pills ExoCorp has given you to take daily contain large amounts of FSH and lutropin. They are the hormones the hypothalamus releases in women to prompt ovulation. The combination tells the ovaries to release an egg. The process is undertaken by the female body once a month in a cycle we call the menstrual cycle."

The girls nodded, Cyrus' face looked concerned. "What does that mean?"

"I believe the pills are designed to force the body to ovulate more often than it naturally does- at a rate of one egg a month. It could be occurring as often as two eggs a month or an egg a week, maybe more. Since human eggs only last around forty-eight hours they probably are hoping this will dramatically raise chances of conception." Pertwee explained.

"And that's... bad..." Beth prompted.

"Well on its own, that much of either hormone could have any number of effects, and I don't know what that would do to the body; however, human females only possess a finite number of eggs- unlike men who are constantly creating new sperm women produce eggs and stop. The body absorbs a large number of the created eggs until puberty starts and then they begin to descend once a month, usually one at a time." The Doctor explained.

"So?" Justine interjected.

"Accelerating the rate the eggs descend artificially hastens the timing of the body running out of eggs to descend. This has a number of hormonal effects on the female body leading to menopause, which is a health nuisance. I worry that if the girls keep taking them, this process could happen much sooner that it does for normal women. I don't think they should continue taking the pills."

Cyrus looked grim and the girls looked worried. "Not to worry ladies, you've only been on them for almost a week, if you stop now I don't think much if any harm has been done. But I do think you should dispose of them immediately."

"Well thanks for the briefing Doctor." Cyrus said shaking his hand.

"I am glad you reached out so I could tell you. I came to Gravida with the news straight away. A naval admiral owed me a favor anyway." He said.

"Can you stay for dinner?" Cyrus asked.

"Oh no," Pertwee responded. "I have to have a heated discussion with the head of ExoCorp here on Gravida right away." He handed the papers to Cyrus. "Here is a copy of my results, you can keep these. I have more at my hotel." Cyrus walked him to the door.

"Well thanks for the information. Travel safe." He said as the doctor exited.

"Take care of those girls now." Pertwee said with a devilish wink. Cyrus rolled his eyes and waved, then closed the door.

He returned to the dining room and looked at the girls. "First, someone needs to tell Edie, and secondly, I told you so." He said confidently.

"Yeah, you did." Beth said.

"Sorry, but I intend to keep taking them." Justine said.

"What," Beth asked alarmed. "Why? Didn't you hear what he said?"

"Because I'm happy to risk early menopause... what thirty years from now? If it means I can have kids sooner and secure my residence here. I am going to keep taking them."