Three Square Meals Ch. 083

Dana rolled her eyes as they passed the gold-diggers, trying not to laugh at their brazenness.

"I recognise the names, they're holo-movie actors aren't they?" Irillith asked, trying not to be overheard by the girls, but loud enough to be audible over the thumping bass.

Tashana's armoured head bobbed in agreement as she replied, "Dirk did the 'Alien Menace' series back in the fifties..."

The two women burst into raucous laughter, getting curious looks from the rest of the girls.

"What's so funny?" Dana asked, curiously. "That was before my time."

"They were about the Terran Federation fighting off a Maliri invasion," Tashana explained.

Irillith nodded and they could hear the amusement in her voice as she added, "Apparently the mysterious Maliri are flesh eating monsters, but luckily Dirk and his valiant men were there to save the Terran Federation."

Calara laughed and slipped an arm around each of the armoured twins. "You definitely want to watch out for those Maliri!"

Dana smirked as she said, "I heard the girls particularly like man meat!"

The girls descended into fits of laughter, Tashana and Irillith merrily joining in too.

Their guide opened a door at the end of the corridor and he waved the girls through into their private booth. Waves of sound blasted out to greet them, the volume ratcheting up dramatically now that the door was open.

"Yeah!" Sakura whooped, skipping ahead into the club with a broad grin on her face.

The rest of the girls laughed as they followed her inside to the luxurious terrace overlooking the packed dance floor. They had been given a corner booth directly opposite the DJ and huge windows flanked most of both sides of the elevated terrace. There were comfortable chairs lining the edge of the booth and plenty of room in the middle for them to dance, with Sakura wasting no time in putting that space to good use. Holo-projectors surrounded the private dance floor, projecting full-height images of professional dancers, who were writhing in time to the music on various podiums dotted around the lower levels.

"Holy shit!" Dana blurted out. "Calling this a 'booth' is massively underselling it!"

"Sound dampening controls are over there!" their guide informed them in a loud voice, pointing to the set of controls built into the armrests of one of the chairs. "You can order your drinks over the comm interface."

"Perfect, thank you!" Rachel yelled back, grinning as she handed him a credit chit.

He smiled at her and gave her a sweeping bow. "I hope you have a great night! Just call if you need anything."

"Come dance with me!" Dana exclaimed to the brunette before she could reply, grabbing her hands and pulling her towards the dance floor. Rachel laughed and let herself be led over to Sakura and Jade who were already gyrating in time to the booming music.

"Wow! You can really move!" Sakura gasped, staring at the lithe Nymph in awe.

Jade gave her a flirtatious smile as she undulated in perfect synchronisation with the rhythm of the pulsing tunes. She beckoned the Asian girl over with a crooked finger and Sakura laughed as she placed her hands on Jade's shoulders and started to dance with her friend.

Calara smiled as she watched the girls having fun together and briefly wished that her lovers could have been there to join them.

*We'll make it up to you, my love,* Alyssa purred, flooding her mind with a surge of throbbing affection. *How about a little preview for what's in store...*

The Latina shivered with delight at her girlfriend's loving mental caress, her long eyelashes fluttering at the sudden onrush of sensation. *Oh my God!* she gasped, holding onto the closest chair for support. *That was amazing!*

*I know what my girl needs...* the psychic blonde crooned, her voice like liquid honey as it poured through Calara's subconscious.

Calara managed to steady herself then sent a loving telepathic smile. *How are you getting on with Jehanna. Are you three having fun?*

Alyssa's growing arousal was quite apparent over their empathic bond. *Oh, yes. It's about to get very interesting...*

Knowing that she'd get all the delicious details later, Calara decided to let the blonde concentrate on whatever she was up to and glided over to join Tashana and Irillith. The Maliri twins were standing by the balcony overlooking the dancing crowds below and she put her arm around their waists as she stood between them.

"Are you two okay?" she asked loudly, doing her best to be heard over the music.

"This place is incredible!" Tashana replied, sounding astonished. "Maliri dance clubs are nothing like this."

Calara smiled at her and asked, "What's the difference?"

Irillith looked her way and shouted, "It's a lot louder!"

"And much more energetic!" Tashana yelled, sounding excited. "I like it!"

Dana bounded over to join them, hugging Calara from behind as she blurted out, "Rachel's ordering drinks! What do you want?"

"We'll stay sober," Irillith said, turning and shaking her head. "The rest of you drink as much as you want, we'll keep an eye on you."

"I changed my mind!" Dana said with a grin, pulling Calara over to the dance floor. "You're the best twin after all!"

The Maliri twins laughed at the redhead, then watched the girls whooping and cheering Sakura as she faithfully copied Jade's raunchiest moves.

***

Raijin did one final equipment check, making sure his pistol and twin ninjato were fully concealed beneath the black nanoweave suit that he wore. His other three companions in the back of the van were performing similar checks and they pulled the hoods over their heads, concealing their golden-brown faces behind impassive black masks.

The comlink in Raijin's ear burst into life and he immediately recognised Omoikane's calm voice. "This is Team Mittsu. We have made visual contact with their ship and are beginning our approach."

"Hai, Omoikane," Raijin replied, pulling his own hood over his head. "Inform me when you enter their vessel; we shall coordinate our strike simultaneously."

"May your blades be guided by divine wind," Omoikane said softly, before closing the call.

The hover-van was descending now, their driver having pulled away from the skylane as they neared their destination. Raijin clipped an extremely compact but powerful explosive to his belt, knowing that they would soon be hunting their target.

"We have arrived, Raijin," Sarutahiko announced from the driver's seat a minute later. "I will find somewhere discrete for you to disembark."

Raijin leaned forward and placed his hand on his teammate's shoulder. "Stay with the vehicle, Sarutahiko. Be ready for our extraction." He activated the comlink and added, "Team Futatsu, you will secure the perimeter. Stand by for further instruction."

Turning to the rest of his team, the assassin nodded to them, indicating that it was time. Light distorted around the four black-clad ninjas, causing them to flicker briefly before the field emitted by the light-bending fabric masked them completely from sight.

A homeless man sat slumped against the wall in the darkly-lit alley, sipping bourbon from a brown paper bag. It had been raining earlier that afternoon, but he'd managed to avoid the worst of it by opening the lid of one of the dumpsters and creating a makeshift shelter. He looked up with bleary eyes as a pair of sinister black vans idled past, the throbbing whir of their anti-grav cyclics sending shivers down his spine. The two vehicles stopped a few metres away, rear doors on the closest opening with a well-oiled click.

Despite the man's alcohol-soaked state, he was aware enough to watch in confusion as water splashed in the puddles behind the van, the soles of black clad feet briefly appearing in a flicker of light as if by magic. "What the hell...?" he muttered, rubbing his eyes before taking another look.

When his cloudy eyes opened again, they widened in fright as he found himself staring at a disembodied black sword, which floated in the air in front of his face. It was the last thing he ever saw as that blade plunged down, slaying him in an instant.

Raijin wiped his bloodied sword on his victim's dishevelled clothing, then sheathed the ninjato. The vagrant might have stumbled away and informed a police officer, so it was always best to leave nothing to chance - he had learned that lesson well over the many years. Besides, the alcoholic was beneath contempt; to utterly abandon oneself to the oblivion of drink or drugs was something incomprehensible to the rigidly disciplined assassin.

Without giving the homeless man a second thought, Raijin stalked away to join the two teams of assassins as they left the comforting darkness of the alleyway. Bright orange light blazed from the location of his target down the street, the word "Enigma" spelled out in huge letters down the side of the tall building.

***

John paused at the bedroom door to let Alyssa walk through after their hostess, before following both of the gorgeous women into the bedroom. Jehanna was waiting by the bed and gave them both a sultry smile. Stepping out of her heels to bring herself to the same height as the dusky beauty, Alyssa padded over to her, placing her hands on Jehanna's hips. They both turned to glance at John before leaning in to kiss each other for the first time, moving closer as they grew more aroused.

He watched them in fascination, walking closer so that he was standing right beside the pair. He could hear their soft feminine moans and see their tongues flickering together as they explored each other's full mouths. The contrast between their skin and hair colour was intoxicating, and he followed Alyssa's wandering hand up Jehanna's arm as they caressed her brown skin.

"You look incredible together," he said appreciatively, reaching out to stroke their backs.

Alyssa gave him an indulgent smile then gazed into Jehanna's dark eyes. "He loves seeing me with my girlfriend. She's a stunning Latina with gorgeous olive skin and the contrast between us drives him wild."

"Calara's your girlfriend?" Jehanna murmured in surprise.

Alyssa gave her a smouldering look and nodded. "It'd be more accurate to say we're all John's women, but a few of us have paired off too. Sex is always more fun with that added layer of intimacy."

Jehanna turned to look at John in shock and gasped, "You're sleeping with all of them?!"

"You've seen how gorgeous they all are," John replied with an unapologetic smile. "What red-blooded male would be able to resist?"

Jehanna thought about it for a moment then nodded with a wicked grin on her face. "You're right, they're all absolutely gorgeous."

Alyssa traced her finger over Jehanna's bare shoulder and murmured, "I love your dusky complexion, you're a little darker than Calara..."

"I always wanted lighter skin," Jehanna admitted, glancing down at her caramel-coloured arms. "Having darker skin used to mean you had a menial job out in the sun all day. It's hard to ignore ancient snobbery and cultural perceptions of beauty, even after all these years."

John nodded sombrely. "I think I'll need to see more of you, then I'll be able to give you a more informed opinion."

She laughed and smiled at him, her expression turning more lustful as their eyes met. Her hands drifted up to start removing her maroon dress, until Alyssa reached out to stop her.

"Let me," she said seductively, turning Jehanna towards him and stepping around behind her. Glancing at John over her shoulder she added, "I like unwrapping presents."

Jehanna watched him with a coy smile as she saw the look of intrigue on his face. Alyssa's deft fingers slowly teased the straps of the dress over her shoulders and let the material inch down, exposing more of that dusky skin to his eager eyes. Jehanna's smile broadened as she saw his obvious lust, stepping out of her shoes and the dress as it pooled at her feet, leaving her standing before him in a matching set of black underwear.

"You're an extraordinarily beautiful woman," John murmured, gently stroking her lean brown stomach and relishing the smooth softness. "Don't feel any regret about your skin tone, you look absolutely perfect -- I wouldn't change a thing."

The dusky girl gave him a knowing smile as she cupped her small but perfectly formed breasts. "Except you like girls taller and bustier, I believe? That might raise a few questions if I'm still working at TFNN, but I'd hardly be the first anchor to have extensive work done..."

John glanced at Alyssa and shook his head in amusement. "You really have told her everything!"

"Pretty much; all the important stuff at least - that way she can make an informed choice," Alyssa purred, snaking her hands around the smaller girl and gently stroking her slim abdomen. "She knows that once you start regularly feeding her cum, she'll change to look like the rest of us girls."

"The third time's the important one," John said, gently lifting Jehanna's chin, then lightly brushing the back of his fingers down her slender neck. "Up until then, we can just have some fun together and can still part ways at any time. After the third time, connections are made and things become more... permanent."

She tilted her head back to make it easier for him to caress her. Standing at five-foot-five she was able to comfortably look up into his eyes. "I understand, thank you for being honest with me." She gave him a seductive smile as she admitted, "I've wanted to be with you for months."

"You're both wearing too many clothes," Alyssa said with a disapproving frown, having quickly removed her own. She teased her fingers along Jehanna's bra and added, "Are you ready to show him everything?"

Still staring into his eyes, the dark-skinned girl nodded, her pupils flaring as the blonde effortlessly removed the last of her clothing. John had to break eye-contact with Jehanna to glance down at her mouth-watering body, admiring her dark-brown nipples and the tiny black triangle above her pussy.

"She's going to look so good wrapped around you," Alyssa said, her voice catching with excitement. Glancing at John, she added, "Would you mind if I tasted her while you get undressed?"

He slowly shook his head and Jehanna let out a breathy moan of excitement as Alyssa coaxed her onto the bed. John was still wearing his Lion uniform so he unbuttoned the white jacket as he watched them move into the centre of the bed. His blonde lover had spent the last several months bedding the other girls on a daily basis and it was thrilling to watch a grandmistress of the Sapphic arts at work. Despite Alyssa's brazen confidence, there was a gentleness to the way she caressed and stroked the other girl, as though she were a maestro about to perform a symphony and was warming up her favourite instrument.

John's attention was firmly riveted on the two girls as they kissed each other passionately and unbuttoning his shirt when he was that distracted was slow going. By the time he'd finally stripped off his clothes, Alyssa was between Jehanna's thighs, lapping at her clit and teasing her to a thigh-trembling climax.

"Oh my God!" Jehanna shrieked, arching her back as she clung desperately to Alyssa's golden-maned head, hips bucking into her relentless mouth. She stared at the blonde with disbelieving eyes and quivered with the aftershocks of her mind-melting orgasm.

"You're not used to girls going down on you, are you?" Alyssa said, with a knowing smile.

Shaking her head with a dazed expression on her face, Jehanna let out a startled laugh. "I take it that's going to change?"

"If you do decide to join us, you'll basically have eight beautiful girls eager to get you off as many times as you can handle. Being a Lioness has a lot of perks," Alyssa explained with a hint of pride. She glanced John's way and added, "Speaking of which, why don't I introduce you to the biggest one."

Jehanna rolled her head to her left so she could give John a languid, well-satisfied smile. Her eyes gleamed with anticipation as she looked at his muscular, well-built body, but when her gaze dropped lower, she sat bolt upright in shock. "You're huge!" she balked, the whites of her eyes clearly visible around her pupils, with the look of stunned incredulity she gave him.

Alyssa sat up gracefully and put her arm around the astonished girl. "I know. Magnificent, isn't he?" she breathed, beckoning John closer.

He climbed onto the bed, and let Alyssa heft his substantial slab of cock in the air, revealing his quad in all its glory.

"You really do have four balls!" Jehanna gasped, reaching out with shaking fingers to gingerly cup the closest.

"You already knew?" John asked, looking at her in surprise.

Jehanna blushed for the first time, her brown cheeks darkening slightly in her embarrassment. "I'm sorry... I was just really curious about you. I bribed one of the military records archivists and he let me take a look at your service file. I assumed it was just a typo!"

"You see why I had to recruit so many Lionesses?" Alyssa purred, taking a firm grip on John's shaft and stroking it with casual familiarity. "Trying to satisfy this glorious masterpiece is too much for one little girl to handle."

Jehanna's eyes were transfixed on Alyssa's hand as it gently massaged John's impressive girth. "There's no way that will fit!" she exclaimed in an awestruck voice.

"Not until he's filled your tummy with cum for the first time," Alyssa said, while giving John a loving smile. "He'll make you more pliable, so you can easily stretch to take him without even a hint of pain. Getting fucked by him is like nothing you've ever experienced before -- trust me, I've been with quite a few guys. He makes all of them look like a pathetic joke."

Turning to look at the blonde, Jehanna said apprehensively, "You can't be serious... I've had a few boyfriends before, but If I stretch to take that, he'll ruin me!"

Alyssa gave her a wicked grin then rolled onto her back. "He's fucked me countless time, why don't you see how 'ruined' I am?"

When she parted her athletically toned thighs, Jehanna stared at the blonde's neat labia in surprise. "You're so beautiful..." she murmured, reaching out to run her hand along Alyssa's bronzed legs. "May I?"

"Go ahead, I won't bite," Alyssa said with a teasing smile, raising herself up on her elbows to watch.

Jehanna's soft hands traced closer and after receiving a nod of encouragement from the other girl, she gently eased her finger into Alyssa's slick pussy. "You're so tight!" she blurted out, eyes widening as Alyssa contracted her muscles and gripped her finger like a fist.

The blonde's melodic laughter filled the room and she beckoned Jehanna over. "Come and sit on my face. I'll make you cum again as you watch John fuck me."

There was no mistaking the eagerness in Jehanna's expression. She glanced at John and her brown eyes burned with lust. "I'd love that! Is that alright with you?"

He grinned at her and moved across the bed between Alyssa's thighs, before helping the raven-haired angel mount the blonde's beautiful face. Jehanna groaned as Alyssa wasted no time in exploring her with a questing tongue.

John edged closer to Alyssa, then gazed into Jehanna's eyes and requested in a firm voice, "Line me up with her."

Jehanna flushed with arousal then eagerly nodded, reaching out with both slender hands to wrap them around his burgeoning tool. She guided him to Alyssa's glistening pussy lips, then watched in open-mouthed amazement as John pushed forward, his massive girth stretching her wide. Alyssa brought her thighs up to cradle his hips, then pulled him deeper, letting out a low moan as he sank all the way inside her, right up to the hilt.

"You should call that monster 'Shiva the destroyer'!" Jehanna gaped, reaching down with trembling fingers to trace the outline of his cock, clearly visible in Alyssa's stuffed belly.