Quaranteam - North West Ch. 16

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QT:NW continues the official Spin Off for the Quaranteam universe originally created by CorruptingPower. You do not need to have read the original series to enjoy this one, but you really do need to start with Chapters 1-4 (I really suggest you read the original though, it's great!). Fans of the original should be pleased to know CP has approved the story and the continuity.

In this chapter you can expect some group/voyeur, and a trip to find a missing person.

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"Can you guys take a break for a minute?" Vanessa asked.

"Justune seconde," Ivy gasped from above me. My little Quebecoise lover was slowly grinding her hips as I drove my tongue into her pussy. I was on my back on the bed and she was holding onto the sill of the RV back window, her eyes closed as she twitched and stifled her groans of pleasure. Her clit hood kept nudging across my nose and she'd been leaking her juices for a while now as I teased her mercilessly.

Erica sat down fully on my cock with a groan of her own and sighed out a wordless hum. "Vanessa, babe, this better be good. We've been edging Ivy for like forty-five minutes."

"Damn, Ives," Vanessa said. "Um, well, I- This can't really wait. It's about the house."

"One minute," I mumbled from between Ivy's lips. I wrapped my arm around Ivy's thigh and got my thumb on her mound, pulling her clit hood back so that my juice-covered nose and the moustache of my upper lip brushed against her clit directly. My other hand ran up her body from her thigh to her breast, holding it firmly. "Come for me,ma dulcinée," I told her.

"Oooooh, tabarnac! Mon ammoooooooouuuurr," Ivy collapsed forward against the headboard and wall of the RV, her cheek pressed to it as her entire body hunched in and she came hard. Her girlcum splattered into my mouth and I had to hold my breath and let it just run down my chin and neck. We were going to need to wash the bedsheets and pillow covers again.

"That's it, you pretty bitch," Erica said, and I felt her give Ivy a spank on her cute little butt cheek. "Get it."

Ivy was shaking when she finished her orgasm, and I manhandled her off of my face and down so that I could cradle her against me as she curled into a fetal position and tried to catch her breath.

"Fuck, that was hot," Vanessa said. Now that I could actually see her, I found that she was still dressed in her jeans, long-sleeved shirt and high-visibility vest. She'd gone back to work the day after our first workout at Valkyrie Falls, and I was almost surprised that she'd taken the time to kick off her steel-toe boots at the door or take off her white hard hat before coming back to the bedroom. She'd literally fallen asleep with her boots hanging off the end of the bed one night and we'd had to peel them and her socks off for her, she was working such long hours. The other thing that was currently 'off,' at least professionally, about her at the moment was that she'd undone her belt and had a hand down the front of her jeans as she watched us.

"Babe, you want some cock?" Erica offered. My fiancee was wearing one of my t-shirts, her heavy breasts braless underneath and her nipples making delightful bumps in the fabric as she stradled my hips.

"I shouldn't," Vanessa hesitated.

"Go fuck her," Ivy whispered to me with a playful little smile as she nuzzled her face into my neck.

"You think?" I asked her.

She nodded and let go of me, so I sat up and surprised Erica by rolling us over so I was on top of her and I kissed her once and honked her boobs through her shirt before I pulled out of her. I stood and turned to Vanessa.

"Harri, I don't have ti-" Vanessa started, but I had already scooped her up in my arms and I laid her down on the end of the bed and yanked her jeans and panties down to her thighs and moved her bundled legs to the side so she was laying on her hip.

Erica grinned and rolled over onto her stomach, putting her face over Vanessa's and looking down at her. "Really?" she asked.

"Fine," Vanessa gasped as I ran my cock along her pussy lips, teasing her. "Just... quickly."

I pushed into her, feeling that delightful warmth and squeeze as I entered her and her body accepted me. Erica kissed her as Vanessa let out an exhalation of pleasure. I was quickly buried in her and started to slow-stroke. "I missed you," I told her.

"It's only been like... four days," Vanessa said.

"How many days did you go without his cock in at least one of your holes since you imprinted before now?" Erica asked.

"I know the answer," Ivy said, rolling over and then down the bed so that she was lying next to Vanessa and kissed her cheek. "Zero."

"Fine," Vanessa said. "I admit it, I missed your cock too, Harri."

"And his hands," Erica prompted her, reaching up and taking my hand and sliding it under Vanessa's shirt where I palmed her small titty through her work bra.

"And his hands," Vanessa admitted.

"And his lips," Ivy said, summoning me down with a wiggle of two fingers. I leaned down and kissed Vanessa.

"Mmmf," Vanessa grunted into our kiss as I went particularly deep. "I haven't not kissed him, so I haven't missed his lips."

"When you said you wanted a quick family meeting, I didn't think I'd walk in on this," Kyla said from the doorway behind me.

"Oh, sorry hon," I said, starting to pull out. "I didn't realize-"

"No, no, it's fine," Kyla assured me, rubbing my bare shoulder as she stepped up and kissed my cheek, then squeezed around the side of the bed to sit on her usual side up at the headboard. I generally tried to keep the sexual acts with the others to a minimum when Kyla was in the same close-in space - at least keeping it across the RV from her to give a modicum of detachment. "Vanessa needs a good fuck."

"Thanks," Vanessa gasped, reaching out to Kyla who just smiled softly and took Vanessa's hand for a moment and winked at her.

"So what did you need to tell us about the house?" I asked as I started thrusting a little faster, but keeping the motion smooth.

"Uuuuhmm," Vanessa groaned. "Right, the house. Uh- Fuck that's hitting the spot- OK. The house. So the refab work on the dorms is going super fast and we'll probably have crews start moving in within the next couple of days. The day workers are already taking new supplies and equipment deliveries, and the road crews started work again this morning with the new surveyor plans for the bigger lots. I think we're going to lose any privacy up at the spring within the next three days, so if any of you want to go have time up there before the construction crews are around, do it now."

"I do," all three of Erica, Ivy and Kyla said at once, and then we all chuckled a little.

"We'll find the time," I promised them. I was going to miss having the spring all to ourselves, but we'd get it back. Vanessa had already shown me the plans for our lot in the development and had made sure that the spring was well within our border, and that the brush and clearing immediately around it would remain intact until after the construction when we could decide if we wanted to cultivate it a bit more or leave it wild.

"OK, so I've been squeezing in calls with the architects on the plans for the house," Vanessa said, blinking to try and keep her focus as I sped up just a little bit more. "Every time I ask for something I basically get approved, so I don't know what sort of limitations I actually have. I've already got the solarium and the studio and the home gym with the utility area. I need to know if there's anything else you guys want. Just... fuck, Harri, that's it, like that- I mean like 'dream house' kind of stuff, because I don't know if anyone will say no."

"A big salon room," Erica said. "Like a hair salon, not an old-timey salon for ladies to entertain visitors. For us to doll ourselves up all at once, but also I can set up my tattoo stuff there."

"OK," Vanessa nodded. "Um..." She fished with a hand down to her pants and pulled a small notepad out of her pocket and handed it to Ivy. "Could you?"

Ivy took it with a smile and grabbed a pen from one of the wall cubbies where a lot of our random stuff had accumulated (along with several sex toys and bottles of lube). She flipped to a blank page and scribbled down the idea.

"What about a stripper pole?" Kyla asked. "Then Ivy and Dani can teach me moves, and it's supposed to be great exercise."

"Mmm, I like that idea," Erica grinned.

Ivy was dutifully scribbling down the ideas.

"A shooting range," I suggested.

"A big one, or just like for your pistols?" Vanessa gasped as she reached up and put a hand around the back of my neck, pulling me closer and herself up a little as she used her hips to fuck back at me. I still had one hand on her chest, now directly on her tit as I'd wormed it under her bra.

"Well, I was thinking just pistols but if you can figure out a way to do a full-sized range then that would be cool too," I said.

"Two playrooms," Erica said. "They can be pretty much bare for now, just set aside the space. We'll use one as a daytime nursery and for little kids, and another one for older kids."

All three of the others cooed their assent at that idea, which surprised me a little. Erica and I were of an age that even if she got pregnant quickly here and then we went right back at making another as soon as possible, we were still in questionable territory. We only had a few years before she was thirty-five and would be considered a 'geriatric pregnancy.' Kyla, I knew, wanted a mess of kids. It was Ivy, who was kind of terrified of pregnancy, and Vanessa with her hysterectomy that were the surprises. But then, both of them had been great with Mary's kids when they'd visited and met them.

"I was thinking a mini ballroom," Vanessa groaned. "For like hosting parties and stuff. Not massive or anything, but big enough that the kids could ride scooters in it on rainy days and stuff like that. Us not being able to have a basement made me think of my own childhood growing up with my brothers playing stick hockey in our unfinished basement."

"You mean like a rec room slash ballroom then," Erica smiled. She swept a hand through Vanessa's hair, pulling it from the younger woman's face.

"Yeah, like that," she nodded. "I'll see if we can get some extra-durable windows, and maybe it can overlook the pool and outdoor hosting area."

"Pizza oven!" Ivy blurted out, then blushed a little and clarified. "An outdoor pizza oven."

We spent another few minutes coming up with random things and discarding a few that seemed almost too outrageous. Secret rooms? Just too silly.

"Vee, how long have you been holding back your orgasm?" I asked finally. She'd gone quiet for a long minute and had her eyes closed.

"Not too long," she groaned.

"You thought Ivy getting edged was hot, didn't you?" Erica grinned.

"Well, I had two small ones while we were talking," Vanessa admitted.

"You think I didn't notice?" I laughed. "Babe, when you come your pussy clamps down on me like crazy and does this rippling thing like it's trying to suck me in and milk me."

"Well, I can't help that, can I?" Vanessa laughed.

"Ask Harri permission to come, babe," Erica said, again stroking Vanessa's hair.

My tough little construction working lover, still wearing her high-vis vest, opened her eyes and looked at me. "Harri, can I come? Can you fill up my cunt with a giant fucking load of sperm, and send my brain to the fucking moon? I need to go back to work, so I'm just going to pull up my panties and feel it leaking out of me for the rest of the day, and I'll be thinking about you constantly, and that's the best day I can think of."

"You can come when I come, beautiful," I said, leaning down and planting a hard kiss on her. She pulled an Erica and kissed me back ferociously to the point of biting my lip. I grunted and she didn't let go, and I took that as a challenge and started really pumping into her hard until her teeth loosened on me as she moaned loudly from her throat. I pulled away and pushed her down onto the bed hard by the chest and I thrust into her in three brutal strokes, her ass smacking on my thighs as I carved in and out of her with my cock, before I unloaded.

"Aaaaaugggghh, gaaaawwwfffddughuh," Vanessa moaned at the top of her lungs, throwing her head back as she matched my orgasm with her own. Her orgasm released in a wash of girlcum sloshing out of her and soaking the bottom of the bed. Her moan lowered into her mumbling gibberish for a long moment before she shook her head hard and blinked. "Holy fuck I needed that," she gasped as she tried to catch her breath.

"Ungh," I groaned as I slowly pulled out her, my cock a mess of our mixed juices. Erica jumped on the opportunity first, leaning in and getting her lips tenderly on the head and starting to clean me off with a soft blowjob.

"So, no work today, or...?" Kyla asked me with a smirk from the head of the bed as Vanessa wiggled her hips so that she could pull her panties up and catch my cum as it started to leak out of her.

I barked a laugh at almost the same time I winced at the tenderness of my dick. "That depends," I said. "Are you going to want some alone time soon, or wait until tonight?"

Kyla looked down at Erica sucking my cock and bit her lip.

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It had been a week and a half, based on the timing Miriam had given me, since the Vaccine had started going public down in California but we still weren't seeing any word of it on the news. Leo was the most invested in trying to spot the Government manoeuvres in that regard - he was fascinated at having gotten a peek behind the curtain, and I would have worried he might become a crackpot if not for the fact that Dani and Aria would keep him grounded. India maybe not so much, she was the child of hippy communists (real ones who walked the walk on an actual commune) so she had a tendency to offhandedly distrust just about anything that espoused authority.

Thankfully that distrust hadn't transferred to me in my new job.

The only thing that seemed to have slipped through the new embargos nationally was a social media thing that went viral about trucks full of bodies in New York City. I likely would have been sceptical if I hadn't known what I knew - they were picking up bodies in trucks out here in the sticks of Oregon, too. Not big transport trucks, but smaller refrigerated box trucks driven and manned by the National Guard. I could only guess at the death toll in a place like NYC where so many people were stacked on top of each other. I'd been there once for a trip in high school and the fact that it dwarfed Portland in almost every way had boggled my young mind at the time. Now I'd seen Paris, Berlin, and Istanbul, not to mention a bunch of the cities across the Middle East, through my time in the military and while New York was still thebiggest I'd seen, I had realized Portland wasn't as big a city as my teen mind had thought.

Even still, transport trucks full of bodies disappearing in the night? It was chilling.

It had also led to some hard questions over at Valkyrie Falls. Erica had come along and met everyone up there on the first supply run I did for them; mainly because she needed to sit down and talk with Sara and Abigail about facilitating things for them and what other supplies they would need. But also because she wanted to get eyes on both Josie and Spencer, who Vanessa, Kyla and Dani had spread the word about back home. Both Josie and Spencer had been a little quieter than I'd known them to be when meeting my fiancee, and it had been kind of funny to see two such physically powerful women intimidated by Erica.

Ivy had come up on the second supply run with me, and things had been a lot more playful. In between supply runs, Kyla, Dani and I had gone up twice more for workouts - Vanessa had needed to back out due to the construction work starting up again - and things had stabilized a bit as Abi trained me and Spencer trained both Dani and Kyla. Both of the girls pointed out that Josie was never far away when I was around and ribbed me about it, and both Josie and Abi had continued to shower with us after our workouts.

It was on the third supply run, which was the second one with a big load of groceries that took eight people to unload from the truck in one trip, that I had to field the questions about the viral video and explain that it was likely true, and what I knew of how we were handling things here in the region. That had been a sobering conversation for a lot of us, myself included. Every time I'd gone to Valkyrie Falls before then, even that first time doing the Welfare Check, it had been an upbeat place full of women who took charge of their lives and were constantly seeking to better themselves.

Knowing something is real, and seeing it play out, are two different things.

Dani had done the trip with me this time and we were heading back out to the truck when Melina came jogging out to the parking lot. "Sheriff! Hold on a second." I hadn't exactly spent much time with Melina, only meeting her in passing just like most of the clients at the Falls. She was the blonde bodybuilder who was stunningly gorgeous and was obviously highly focused on her appearance. Her face was almost too perfect and symmetrical and I guessed she'd either had a bit of work done or was a former beauty queen, and she sported a full, round bosom that was just on the edge of looking like they were bolted on without crossing that line, at least with her workout gear on..

"Hey, Melina," I said as she jogged over and stopped. She had a worried look on her face, not that I hadn't left several of those after the conversation we'd had in the kitchen, and she sucked her lips in between her teeth for a moment as she put her hands on her hips. "What can I do for you?"

"I- Well, I don't know if you can help with this," she said.

"If he can, Harri will try," Dani said, coming back around the truck and giving the woman a caring smile. "Just ask."

Melina took a breath and then nodded. "After the first time you came here, I tried calling home and to the local police and I haven't been able to get ahold of anyone. I haven't been able to get ahold of my boyfriend for almost three weeks now. I know that we're not supposed to travel or anything, and if I leave here I can't come back, but I'm starting to get really worried. I was wondering if you've got any way to maybe help me track him down?"

"Well, that might depend on a few things," I said. "You haven't been able to get ahold of anyone back home?"

"My parents died years ago, and I don't have any siblings," Melina said. "I have some aunts and uncles and stuff, but they all live out on the East Coast. I haven't been able to track down a few of my friends either, but I'm trying to prioritize my worrying here."

"Mmm," I nodded, thinking to myself that this wasn't panning out to sound very good. "Where are you and your boyfriend from? I can try giving a call to the local PD with my rank to see if that gets any answer."

"Just down in Eugene," Melina said.

"Oh," I said, a little surprised. I would have pegged her for a Californian for sure with her look. "That's only like three hours away."

"Four with traffic," Melina nodded. "Not that there is much, from what I understand. I'd go myself, but Abi says she really can't let me come back and if I go down there and find out he's just ghosting me or something... well, being without the ability to hit a gym would really hamper my ability to cope with shit."

"I totally understand," I said. "Look, I don't know if calling will do anything, but I could maybe take a drive down and see what's up."

"Really?" Melina asked, her eyes getting big as she put a fist to her mouth like she was trying to hold back the hope she was feeling. "You can do that?"