“Two weeks?” Hannah asked when I got home.
“Those are our orders, Hannah. Nothing I can do about it.” I stated it bluntly, but still took her hand and squeezed. “It’s unusual, but there has to be a response. Can’t go marching around the UK looking for these fuckwits, so Forty is going to Basra, Four-Two is going to Helmand. Almost feel sorry for those bastards.”
“Can we stay until you go?” Emma asked quietly. I met her eyes and she was had no problem showing her own emotions now. The only thing the three of us hadn’t done was tell everyone in Manchester that the three of us were, effectively, in a relationship.
“You can stay after I’m gone, if you’d like.”
“Might just take a couple of your t-shirts to wear at home,” she said softly.
I knew this was the part they would hate most. Hannah had hated me leaving every single time. When I was training, it was real but it wasn’t for her. I would visit her constantly in Manchester or Bristol, but whenever I disappeared, she knew I wasn’t heading into danger. Training was brutal, and there was the possibility of being badly injured, and even killed if an accident went tragically wrong, but I hadn’t been facing constant danger. Hannah and Emma both watched the news. Afghanistan was now kicking off big time and Iraq was getting worse every fucking day.
During normal conditions, we wouldn’t be deployed as quickly, as we’d only been back nine months and usually had a year at home until redeployment, but we were not living in ordinary times. And considering most of us were champing at the bit to get back into the fight, there were not too many dissenting voices in private.
Soon as we finished dinner that night, I was dragged into the bedroom where my two cousins took turns riding my cock, making sure my hands were always on their body. Emma eventually gave in, sat on my face backwards, the pair making out constantly as they rode me. It was then suggested they get on their knees, leaning forward, side by side, fucking one while fingering the other. That was Hannah’s idea, not Emma’s.
While fucking Emma, I gave her arsehole a little attention with my thumb. We still hadn’t broken that barrier, but Hannah noticed, threw me some lube, and I quickly had my thumb up Emma’s tight little butt. “Oh fuck,” she moaned, “Just your thumb feels enormous.”
Hannah positioned herself in front of Emma, watching her face light up as her younger cousin quickly got to work on her pussy. “Wait until you feel his cock there, Emma,” she moaned, “But it takes prep.”
“Okay. Tomorrow night?”
I coughed. Hannah laughed. “Well, at least you’re eager for it.”
Leaning forward over her, Emma got properly fucked as the idea of sliding my cock into her tight little arse was something I’d thought about. It had been something we’d discussed, just never got around to doing. I’d obviously done it with Hannah quite a few times, and she’d loved it each time. If Emma didn’t sound as eager, I’d drop the idea, but as I slid my thumb deeper into her arse, the moan released suggested she was definitely up for it.
“She’s very tight, Hannah,” I muttered, still pumping my cute young cousin.
“So your big cock will just have to stretch her out.” She met my eyes and I almost gulped at the look in them. “Fuck her there, you’re definitely fucking me there too. Nice and hard. I want to walk funny the next morning.”
“Fucking hell,” Emma grunted, “You really love it?”
“He’s the only man to have ever taken me that way.” That made me grin. She’d been with a couple of others while we were apart. “Quite frankly, most of the sex I had while we were not together was… meh… Guess I didn’t help myself by not really wanting to go down on them, and I guess I wasn’t exactly enthusiastic either. Not a dead fish, but… nothing like I am with you two.” She ran her fingers through Emma’s hair. “I do enjoy your eating my pussy, Emma.”
“Well, I’m enjoying eating your pussy while my hot cousin fucks me hard.”
I was busy just grunting as I was getting ready to leave another load in her. Hannah leaned forward to kiss me, the sort of kiss that would only provoke an orgasm. “Fill her up, Nate,” she whispered, “Maybe you’d like to put a baby in her?”
That set me off again. Guess it was this thing in my mind, the caveman ideal of spreading my seed. I’m not sure what it was, but whenever Amy, Hannah or Emma mentioned it, the idea was just a complete and utter turn on. Maybe I wanted to be a father at heart? I didn’t really have much time to think about it otherwise.
When I still, I heard a choked sob from beneath me, sharing a concerned glance with Hannah, sitting back on my knees and immediately lifting Emma back to rest against me, ready to take my cock out though she reached back to hold me in place. “I just loved the idea, that’s all,” she said.
“Really?”
“God, I’d love nothing more than for you to knock me up, Nate.”
Well… I hadn’t expected that. She’d been all about her studies and career. I was ready to ask what changed her mind, but her feelings had obviously developed since that time in Spain. That felt like a decade ago but was only two or three at most. Hannah got to her knees and cuddled Emma too, wrapping my arms around Hannah so our younger cousin was sandwiched. That earned a giggle.
We spent the next day in Bristol as the girls wanted to do some shopping. Though I would have usually been bored out of my brains, they made the idea of following them more appealing by entering a couple of lingerie stores, and made it ever more enticing by doing a little modelling. How I didn’t end up fucking one or both of them in the changing rooms, I guess I have better restraint than I thought when it came to either of them.
I definitely received my reward for following them around all day as they disappeared for quite a while once we got back to my apartment. I heard the shower running and plenty of giggling. Poking my head in the door, they very sweetly told me to piss off, giving me big puppy dog eyes that I’d like my surprise, but to shoo for now.
Sitting back on the couch, sipping at a beer, I heard more giggling as they obviously walked from the bathroom to my bedroom. Getting up, I grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses, knocking on my bedroom door, announcing I had wine. Emma opened the door, naked as the day she was born, taking my gifts and kissing me, before shutting it softly.
“Go sit down!” Hannah ordered from behind the closed door.
Shaking my head though chuckling, I sat back, sipped at my beer, enjoyed the tunes I had playing, and just waited for what I expected to appear. I mean, they had modelled for me, though I knew they’d picked up other things for themselves.
Hearing the click of heels, I didn’t turn around but closed my eyes, knowing I was smiling as I felt their presence in front of me. I felt one pair of lips press against mine, slightly opening my mouth as I felt a tongue slide into my mouth. Definitely Hannah. Then she moved away and Emma I knew rather well as she was a little more aggressive.
Slowly opening my eyes, the smile on my face definitely broadened while a bulge would have definitely appeared in my shorts. Emma had always looked good in dark blue, it was just the colour that suited her pale skin the best. I have no idea how expensive it all was, but she looked fantastic. The bra was barely all there, covering just enough of her nipples, thigh highs with suspenders, and a pair of panties that barely covered her shave mound. On her feet were some four inch heels.