Shifting Currents (20 page)

“I have to be dreaming,” Hans said, kneeling between her legs. He petted her landing strip. “This is sexy.”

“My girlfriend is really good with a knife,” Lisa said, smiling as his cock shot fully erect. “Now, make me talk. Make me spill all my dirty little secrets.”

“I’m not very good at this,” Hans said.

“Eagerness makes up for a lot.” Lisa stretched her folds open wide, revealing her clit. “See that little pearl?”

Hans nodded, transfixed.

“Put your tongue on it. Lick it, suck it. Whatever you do, don’t take your tongue off until I drench your face. Got it?”

Hans went for it.

Lisa’s toes curled. She had to hold his head and fuck his face to get off, but he didn’t do half bad. It made her long for Karen’s teasing tongue and rough pinches on her nipples. Frustrated, Lisa lay back and let him probe her with her tongue.

“How was that?” he asked.

“Can you fuck me hard?” Lisa said, getting on her hands and knees. Tossing her hair over her shoulder. “I mean, use me to come. Go fast and wild.”

Hans got bonus points for following directions. His first thrust made her scream into the pillow. It had been so long. Breasts scraping across the blanket, Lisa grunted with each brutal thrust. He was going so deep his balls hit her clit. She would have spread her legs wider, but he held her hips too tight.

“Fuck me,” she snarled, almost losing control of the tiger again. “Harder.”

He filled her, stretched her to the point of pain, and he was long enough to tap her cervix. She clamped around him. He had staying power after that blowjob, and with the rhythm of his pounding, Lisa groaned her climax.

“Can I come?” he asked, as she relaxed into his thrusts.

“Oh yeah.” Lisa smiled. “You earned it.”

He surprised her again by pulling out and coming on her ass. She liked it. Liked it better when he used the cloth and water in the urn to clean her up.

“So do I get to meet your girlfriend?”

Lisa looked him over. He was younger than she first thought. Scarred-up and muscled, but a vulnerable look in his eyes. They would run roughshod over him. She grinned.

“How soon can you get it up again?”

He began to play with himself, but she stopped him. “Save it, Hans, you’re going to need it. Let’s get dressed, and we can have that talk.”

They chose an outdoor place that had barbecue pits set up with racks of sweet-smelling venison and chicken rotating on spits. The fact that there was a choice was a marvel to Lisa. This could very well be paradise. As luck would have it, Karen’s wagon was set up not too far from where they were seated for dinner.

Two women came up to their table hand in hand. They were dressed in thin clothing that wasn’t going to keep them warm once nightfall came.

“If you buy us dinner, we’ll make you come,” the redhead said.

“Both of us, several times,” the brunette added.

Lisa glanced at the wagon. Karen gave her a look and shook her head but didn’t stop bartering with the customers.

“I’m in a relationship,” Lisa said, surprised that she didn’t feel like she was missing out.

“With him?” the redhead scorned. “We’ll do him too.”

Hans beamed.

“Take a hike,” Lisa said. “There’s plenty of fish in the sea, and with legs like yours, you won’t go hungry.”

The redhead pouted. “If you change your mind, I’d love to taste you.”

“Talk to my girlfriend,” Lisa said and pointed Karen out.

“Oh,” the brunette said. “You’re the reason she turned us down.”

Pleasure lit up Lisa’s belly, and when platters of food hit the table, she decided it was the best day of her life.

“Maybe tomorrow. Let me work on her.”

“You do that,” the redhead said, and they left her alone.

“Four girls?” Hans sighed. “It’s like a Lewis and Clark interview.”

She shrugged. “I didn’t have to audition. We’re part of a Tech’s team.”

Hans clicked his teeth. “Nice work.”

Lisa’s mouth was crammed too full of food for Hans to grill her on anything specific. But he liked to talk once the beer got flowing, and she was able to eat in peace while he babbled about the settlement.

“My tribe’s from the River, but when Lewis and Clark set up their operations, we moved closer to the Gran Juc.” He pointed to the train tracks that were twisted and sprawled like metal spaghetti. “They’re responsible for all the buildings.”

“What about the nomads? Don’t they try and raid?” Lisa considered licking her plate clean but dug into the pickles instead.

Hans poured her another beer. “They try, but we’re too well-fortified. Most of the tribes just want to trade in peace. There’s always some upstart that wants to become king, but for the most part we’re all doing our share to have what our parents and grandparents did.”

Lisa frowned. “I don’t believe the stories you hear about that. It seems too magical.”

“Maybe, but it’s a nice dream.” Hans looked out into the market. “Lewis and Clark expeditions isn’t an easy company to work for. But you do what you have to do to survive, right?”

“Ever been in their bed?” Lisa asked.

Hans nodded. “Once. I could barely walk for a week.”

She grinned.

“It’s not my thing, but it got me the job at the hotel,” he said.

“Do you kick a lot of heads in?” she asked.

“Not lately. It’s drunk and deviant handling mostly.”

Tensing, Lisa narrowed her eyes at him. “What do you mean by deviant?”

“You know the kind that don’t take no for an answer.”

She relaxed, slightly. “Yeah, there’s always someone trying to take even if it’s freely given elsewhere.” Lisa saw that the redhead and the brunette got lucky with a couple and watched them go back to the hotel together.
Damn, that would be a show.

“Lewis doesn’t tolerate any of that.”

“What about Clark?” Lisa thought it was odd Hans didn’t mention the partner.

“Let’s just say if he wasn’t the boss man’s main squeeze, he’d be six feet under.” Hans mopped up the sauce with a heel of bread.

“Good to know,” Lisa muttered, thinking of Jesse.

“Things have been pretty quiet around here, and then California popped up. Now everyone’s come to town. We’re all going to be rich even if no one finds anything.”

“You think it’s true?”

“I know it,” Hans said. “People from the Nevada tribe have been here. They said it started with a huge wave that killed most of them on the coastline. Carson City and Reno gone. Destroyed everything they had built.”

“Is Vegas still there?”

“Barely. When it all cleared, there were new islands in the distance.”

“Speaking of islands,” Lisa cut in. “What do you know about Alcatraz?”

“I know it survived most of the meteorite’s destruction. They say it’s because it’s been warded.” Hans waggled his fingers.

Lisa blew raspberries at him. “Bullshit. No one would protect a prison.”

“I don’t know. These guys that are occupying it now are no joke.”

“They’re Purebloods, right?” Lisa tried to sound casual Hans frowned. “Something like that. I’ve never been. Heard stories, though.” Hans rubbed a finger on a spot on the tablecloth. “One of the guards couldn’t take it and came here to start a new life.”

“Do you know where he is?” Lisa asked, half out of her chair.

“He died during a raid a few years ago.”

“Oh,” she said and rested her cheek on her fist glumly.

“Why so sad?”

“We’re moving on as soon as our friend is healthy and Lewis and Clark catch up.”

“There’s thousands of little islands, why are you so interested in Alcatraz?”

“I think a friend of mine is there,” she said, casting her eyes away so he wouldn’t see the desperation in them.

“There’s no salvage in the prison.” Hans leaned back in his chair. “It’s some kind of research facility.”

“What do they research?” Lisa pretended indifference, but he started squirming. She put her hand on his lap to distract him.

His eyes glazed a bit. “I can get you some information.”

Lisa rubbed him through his pants. “What kind of information?”

“I can get my hands on his journals and things. He kept a lot of paper, I remember.”

Lisa met Karen’s eyes across the way. Karen was licking an ice-cream cone. Watching her was doing more for her than Hans’s tongue had. But as distracted as she was, she heard Hans.

“Come with me,” she said, grabbing his hand. “I want to introduce you to my girlfriend.”

Dragging him toward the wagon, where Karen was finishing up the cone, Lisa said, “I think we can do some business tonight. I need that information.”

“What exactly are you looking for?”

“I’d like to see his journals and if he drew any maps.”

“What’s in it for me?” Hans said.

“You get to fuck me anyway you want for an hour,” Lisa said.

“No deal,” Hans said. “No offense, but I had you already today. You were fantastic, but getting that paperwork is going to cost me.” He looked at Karen, expectantly.

“How about you can fuck me too after watching us get each other off?” Karen said, coming up from behind Lisa. Karen slid her hands up Lisa’s halter and gripped her tits. She played with them while Lisa moaned.

They attracted a few curious lookers. “Let’s not do this for free,” Lisa said. “You want to go back to the hotel?”

“No,” Karen said. “Let’s go back into the pavilion. I don’t want to be too far from my goods.”

The big tent was set up behind the wagon. Karen closed and locked everything up. “We got a deal, big guy?”

“I don’t know,” he said, but he followed them inside the pavilion tent.

“Okay,” Hans said hoarsely when Karen tongue kissed Lisa. Karen rubbed her hands up and down Lisa’s leather-clad body. “But can we do this later? I’ve got to get home soon. My wife will be making dinner.”

“If you’ve got weapons to trade, we’ll fuck her too while you watch.”

Hans stumbled. “She’ll never go for that.”

“Your loss,” Karen said. “And hers.”

“She doesn’t like sex much,” Hans said.

“What is she going to do when she finds out you spent most of the afternoon fucking?” Lisa asked, unbuttoning his shirt.

“She’ll probably be relieved that I won’t be bugging her tonight.”

“Oh, honey, for the right price we can show her how to enjoy it.” Karen unbuckled his pants. “With a cock like this”—she pulled it out—”you can make her a very happy woman.”

“Take off your shirts,” he demanded as the women undressed him.

“Oh, honey, we’re taking it all off,” Lisa said and began to strip lazily. Karen stroked his cock.

“Now pay attention,” Lisa said, coming around behind Karen and unbuttoning her vest.

His eyes zoomed in on her large breasts.

“Did I lie about these?” Lisa weighed Karen’s tits in her hands, displaying them.

“You like?”

Hans nodded.

Lisa kissed Karen’s neck while massaging her breasts.

“Oh, I like that,” Karen said, her hand slowly pumping Hans.

“Me too. I’m going to come all over your hand,” he said.

“So should I jerk you off, or does Lisa suck you off?”

Hans made a strangled noise.

“I’ve got an idea,” Karen said as Lisa helped her out of her vest and pants. “Why don’t you jack off while I eat my girlfriend out? I need her pussy in my mouth right now. You understand, right?”

Karen dragged Lisa to the ground, kissing her and wrapping her arms and legs around hers. Naked, they rolled around, playing up the moaning and the groaning for their audience.

“You want my pussy,” Lisa challenged and slid her fingers into her lover.

“As much as you want my tits,” Karen said forcing Lisa’s head to them.

Hans groaned, “Yeah, suck those fat titties.”

Karen moved so he could see Lisa licking her breasts and sucking on the hard tips. Lisa liked how red Hans was getting.

“My turn,” Karen said and pressed Lisa to the tent floor. If it were just the two of them, Lisa knew Karen would have attacked her clit, but since they had an audience, Lisa moved so Hans was looking over Karen’s shoulder.

Karen dipped her head and paddled Lisa’s clit with her tongue. Lisa pinched her own nipples and said, “Uh! Uh! Uh!” She locked gazes with Hans, who was stroking himself in long, quick pumps. Karen covered Lisa’s pussy and moaned into it and began to make loud slurping sounds. Lisa squeezed her thighs together, trapping Karen’s head, and began to pump her hips. Hans watched Lisa come. He had slowed down.

“You ready for some cock?” He leered at her.

“Can he fuck me?” Lisa asked.

Karen rubbed her face over Lisa’s breasts.

“Yes.” Karen gave permission. She positioned Lisa on her hands and knees.

“Oh, you greedy bitch.” Lisa laughed when Karen lay on her back with her pussy in front of Lisa’s face.

Hans scrambled up and thrust inside Lisa.

“Oh, he’s so nice and hard,” Lisa said.

“You like the feel of a real dick inside you?” Karen asked.

“Oh yeah,” she moaned as Hans picked up the pace. “He’s got a nice cock. You can taste it when he’s done.”

“Taste me now,” Karen demanded.

Lisa dropped her head, growling into Karen’s pussy.

“I like watching you enjoy getting fucked.” Karen pulled hard on Lisa’s hair.

“Show me how much you like him fucking you. He fucked you already this afternoon, didn’t he, you greedy little slut?”

Lisa’s growling grew in intensity, and Hans started to slam into her faster. He came with a primal grunt. Immediately, Lisa slithered out from under him.

“Where the hell are you going?” Karen shouted in outrage.

“I want you to lick me off him,” Lisa said and pushed Karen to where Hans was still kneeling, trying to get his breath back.

“You lick it.” Karen forced Lisa’s head on his dripping cock. “It’s my turn to fuck you.”

Hans went flat on his back, and Lisa went down on him again. His fingers curled in her hair. Karen put on the leather strap-on.

“Oh sweet gods above,” he cried when Karen put her hand on Lisa’s shoulder and guided the leather cock inside Lisa.

“Ever seen this before?” Karen asked. “Two girls fucking?”

“N-no,” Hans said.