The Big Weird: A post-apocalyptic harem story (Last Real Man Book 3) by J Foster Ward

Author:J Foster Ward [Ward, J Foster]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evil Genius Society
Published: 2019-11-29T22:00:00+00:00

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He woke up to a warm body, softer and lighter than Synthetica, and knew right away it was one of the obeyers. He blinked his low-lite vision in the dark of their camp and saw it was Tesla, back again. But not just her; Venti was with her. The rest of the expedition was asleep, except for the reflective cat-eye lenses of the security bot.

“Listen, girls, can the theological debate wait until tomorrow?” he asked quietly.

“We are not wishing to make talk,” Venti said.

“What do you…oh,” Jacob blinked as they both slipped off their clothes.

“Lord Jacob prefers we be ritually cleansed before mating,” Tesla told the other girl. “I will attend to it.”

Jake should have seen this coming. Maybe subconsciously had even hoped it would. Both Tesla and Venti had been eye-banging him all day, and the two of them had been having whispered conversations a lot, lately, that he was pretty sure had nothing to do with religion.

Jake had taught Tesla how to use the hand-held sonic scrubber and he just nodded, fascinated, as she retrieved it. Before you could say ‘horny’ Tesla activated the device with a low hum. She started at the top of the scout’s head and Venti gave a delighted squeal as she felt the vibrations of the scrubber massaging her scalp. In a few passes Tesla had cleaned her hair, releasing the dirt and knots so it fell loose and straight around her shoulders. Carefully, like painting a picture in reverse, Tesla wiped swathes of grime from the leader of the scouts, revealing the pristine blue skin beneath. When she finished her arms and back the chieftain’s daughter started on her front and Venti closed her eyes in bliss and bit her lip on a gasp as the scrubber massaged her tits clean, leaving her nipples hard. That was nothing compared to when Tesla went lower.

As the barbarian girl knelt in front of her friend she waved the scrubber up her thighs, over her behind, and finally, over the tuft of cyan hair and between her legs, front and back.

Venti cried out in shock and had to grip Tesla’s shoulders to keep from collapsing. She gave a series of gasps, almost shouting, until Tesla finished with a grin and went about cleaning the other girl’s legs down to the toes.

“I told you it’s a special ritual,” Tesla said.

“I agree!” Venti was trying to catch her breath.

Tesla turned the scrubber on herself then, with a lot more urgency, and in moments had cleaned herself. Then both girls turned hungry eyes to Jake and lowered themselves onto his sleeping roll on either side of him. Tesla started, pressing her naked body to his and kissing him passionately. Ran her hands over his bare chest. Squirmed her thigh over his.

“It is your turn, Venti,” she said.

“I… I don’t know how it begins,” the normally confident scout leader said in a whisper.

“I think you should kiss him,” she ordered gently.

The scout moved closer, almost as if she was scared, and planted a soft kiss on Jake’s mouth.

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