1 comments/ 6866 views/ 11 favorites Warrior's Choice By: Zeb_Carter This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Warrior's Choice Suddenly her dress was a puddle around her feet. She was naked, except for her high heels. "Come, we have some time to kill before she gets here," she whispered sitting down on the bed and crooking her finger at me. I walked to the side of the bed. She reached up and started to undress me. My pants were down around my ankles in seconds. My pulsing cock bobbed before her lovely face. Smiling, she looked up at me as she lowered her mouth around my shaft. I shivered as the heat and wetness surrounded my cock. With one hand on my ass, the other cradling my balls, she bobbed her mouth up and down my hard manhood. "Don't you come in my mouth," she yelled, pulling out. "If you feel the need to come, put it in my pussy. Do you understand?" Nodding, I pushed her back on the bed. I tore my clothes off as she scooted back onto the king size bed, spreading her wonderful legs . I stared at her lovely pussy winking at me from between her legs as she moved. Then I was hovering over her, her hand grasping my hard cock, pressing it against her opening. "In, put it in, I'm ready. I have been ready since I was notified I had been selected. Now fuck me. Give me a child." I was in her. Her warmth grasping me as I pressed into her body. "Oh god, I'm sorry, I can't..." Then I was shooing. Spurt after spurt of white sticky seaman, filling her vagina. "I'm coming," she said softly. Once I finished filling her, I rolled to her side not wanting to crush her beneath me. She rolled up on her shoulders to keep my seed from running out of her. "Why?" "To keep you in me longer. To...well it's doctor stuff..." "Ah yes, doctor stuff." I got to my knees and helped her. She smiled up at me and sighed. "You were always my favorite patient. You always made me smile. Even on those days I didn't feeling like smiling. Her too, only more so. So which of us was your favorite?" I cleared my throat. Looking her in the eye and I didn't utter a word. "Well then keep it to yourself, your privilege." "You both hold a place in my heart. Do you tell your children which is your favorite?" "No...never mind, forget I asked." "What?" "Ah, yes, ever the diplomat," she said laughing. "Okay, you can set me down, it's been long enough." She was up and hurrying to the bathroom. She was back in bed, beside me within a minute. We lay cuddling. I fondled her wonderful average breasts, she held my manhood in her delicate, petite hand. I kissed her, the first since she had arrived. Her lips were on fire, her mouth open and waiting. God she was wonderful. We kissed, fondled and cuddled for a long time. Then the bed moved unexpectedly. Then she was hovering over me looking deep into my eyes, caressing my face with her soft finger tips. She didn't say a word. Just stared into my soul, through my eyes. I could see the flames of passion in hers. I felt the bed move again. Neither of us looked away. I was hers, she was mine, for the next space of time. I was hard. I could feel my cock pulse as her finger tips brushed past it to cradle my scrotum. Her name was Marie. "I have always like your testis," Marie whispered, giving them a soft squeeze. "Balls, we aren't in your office," I said chuckling. "You're right. I have always loved your balls." She squeezed them a little harder this time. Her long brown tresses dangled around her head. She brushed them across my face as she gently squeezed and rolled my balls in her hand. I moaned at her touch and the look of pure lust she had on her face. In the background I heard the shower running. "You are so beautiful." "Thank you. You are very handsome. And brave." I laughed. She looked at me quizzically. "No, not laughing at you. I just had a thought that tickled me." "Share it," she demanded. "Maybe later. Right now I want to be inside you." She rolled away from me onto her back. Spread her legs in invitation. I slipped inside her and started to fuck her. Actually, I was making love to her. Slow, soft, sweet love. "Fuck me," she demanded. "Fuck me until you fill me with your seed." "Oh I will," I told her, looking down into her eyes. Slowly I slipped into her, slowly I pulled out. Her pussy gripping my manhood as I did. As I plunged in and out of her, I felt the bed move again. Denise was back, her auburn hair wet from her shower. She smelled of soap, clean and beautiful. She cuddled up next Marie. I watched as Denise's hand gently caressed Marie's breasts. Marie didn't object, just sighed as I slipped into her and just a slowly pulled out. She was squeezing me trying to keep me in her. I started to fuck her faster and harder. Her eyes rolled back and up into her head. Denise pinched her nipple hard. She was coming. Convulsing with orgasm as I suddenly pressed into her. My cock pulsed as I filled her with my seed. When I finished, I pulled out and immediately rolled her onto her shoulders. Denise was there helping, smiling at me. "You always were a fast learner," she whispered kissing my cheek. Marie was still shaking, her orgasm slowly subsiding as we held her up. Then she went limp and Denise nodded at me to let her down. I moved up beside her, kissing her closed eyes and her cheek. Denise was on the other side, watching me and Marie. "Oh my," Marie said, "that was great. And you Denise, just wait." Denise chuckled. "I can't wait, my dear." Marie was up out of bed and headed for the shower. "Go, be with her while I order dinner," Denise told me. "You need to clean up too." Nodding, I rose and headed to the bathroom. Warrior's Choice It was time. The nurse pushed the plunger on the syringe. Connor's eyes fluttered. Denise and I leaned in, watching his face, his eyes. He looked up. Smiled. Then frowned. "Am I dead?" What a horrible question to ask. "No my dear," I told him. "Then who are these two angels I see floating in front of my eyes," he said with a big grin on his wonderful face. Denise giggled, even though she, and I, had heard this line so many times before. Then I was kissing him. He was kissing me back. I heard Denise sob. "Clear the room," she demanded. The roomed cleared. We were now alone with him. I pulled back looking into his eyes for any signs. I saw only love. "How bad? I remember the crash..." "Pretty bad," Denise whispered, her throat almost closed with emotion. "...and the explosions. Then there was nothing for a long time. Then pain, shooting, excruciating pain all over my body. Then there were space suited bodies around me. They pulled me out of my craft. The pain grew even worse. I think I passed out. Then the pain was back as they cut me out of my suit. After that I don't remember too much, until I woke here, with two of the most beautiful faces in the entire universe staring down at me." I was balling my eyes out. Denise was sobbing quietly. "That bad, uh," he said off handedly. "You were a mess," Denise said. "Should I list your injuries?" "Yes. I want to know how bad it was. How close to dying I came." "Oh god," I croaked. "You were bad. You lost most of one leg, your right hand, your teeth, larynx, a foot. Your jaw was shattered as was your pelvis. Five broken ribs were the least of your injuries. You died five times before you got to the hospital ship. You died three more times there." "Did I die here?" "No, we wouldn't let you," I said softly. "I see. My lovely Marie, are those tears of sorrow or of joy?" Connor asked me. "Mostly joy my dear Connor. Mostly joy." "I see. So, tell me. Did either of you..." "Yes, both of us. You have two sons." "Two sons? When can I see them? I want to hold them?" "They are both three years old, Connor." "Three...but I was only gone two..." "No you have been gone for four years." "Ah, that's right. I seem to remember getting an extension order. Three years old..." "They are anxious to meet you," I told him. "But not just yet, eh?" "Right you are. There are tests..." "The inevitable tests..." "Yes the tests," I giggled at him. "Well that's a good sign," he said taking my hand in his. "You know she is no longer married," Denise blurted out. "Denise!" I shouted. Silence filled the room. Connor just stared at me. I could see the thoughts flash across his mind. Denise kissed my cheek. "You're welcome," she whispered in my ear. "I...I don't...this can't be...how could...could I be..." Connor stuttered to a halt staring at me. "Time for you to rest now," I told him. "No," he said shaking his head. "No, what I need is you...here in bed...beside me." "I can't. Not now. Later. Maybe," I stuttered. "Are you kidding me," Denise growled. "Get your ass out of your clothes and in that bed now. I'll cover for you..." "I can't. Not now. When he is moved to a regular room. Too many eyes here." Denise looked around, then nodded. "You're right. I'll be right back." And she was out the door. "I love you," Connor whispered. "I love you too," I replied. I finally admitted it, to him and to myself. I knew I did so long ago, but refused to acknowledge it to myself or to anyone else. Denise knew. I don't know how, but she knew. And now he knew. Oh Connor! My brave, honest, Connor. I knew he loved me and Denise. I knew the minute he did. I don't know how or why, but I knew. I knew he also loved Denise. The way he looked at her when she was around. "Why did you put Denise on your list first?" I needed to know. "Because I fell in love with her first," Connor said softly. "I see..." "No you don't." "No, I don't." "Marry me?" "What?" I was shocked. "Marry me?" "Of course." And that was that. Denise came back with an orderly. Connor's bed was pushed to the elevator and down to one of our regular rooms. I whispered in her ear that Connor and I were getting married. Once in the room, she disappeared again only to reappear with the Chaplin. He married Connor and me right then and there. Anything for our Warriors.