Three Square Meals Ch. 13

Finally his body spent, John stepped backwards where he could admire his handiwork. Each girl's face was coated in a thick layer of cum, that had dripped down all over their rounded breasts in a white, slippery mess. The girls writhed together, loving being painted with his seed and then began to lick each other's faces to scoop his delicious spunk into their mouths. John left them to the extensive clean-up operation and collapsed back on the bed, where he could struggle to regain his breath. He lay there and watched his young lovers as they hungrily slurped up all his offering, helping each other with scooped hands to try and swallow every last drop. Eventually they had got most of his cum inside their stomachs, split pretty fairly between them both. They stood gracefully and offered him an inviting hand to come and join them in the shower.

The three of them moved into the bathroom and stood beneath the soothing warm water from the shower head. He helped get them both nice and clean, washing away the remnants of his sticky load and delighting in running his hands over their rounded little bellies, where each girl had greedily filled her stomach with his cum. Alyssa and Calara looked up at him adoringly as he stroked their full tummies, both girls enjoying his possessive caress. When they were finally clean, they dried off and headed back to bed to cuddle up together happily. They rested for a little while, John luxuriating in being flanked by his two beautiful lovers.

A call from Sparks roused them from their tranquil daze and her face filled the holographic image when John answered the call.

"John, I'm picking up a distress call!" she said, sounding alarmed. "The message is reporting a pirate attack!"

"Ok we'll be right there," John said, before ending the conversation.

"Here we go," he said to the girls, and they smoothly rose from the bed to get dressed, before heading to the bridge.

They had a long day ahead of them.