Bear's Beauties: Existential Crisis 30 (Patreon)

[center]<<Taylor Hebert>>[/center]

“Love me? Please” Lisa whispered. If I weren’t as close to her, I wouldn’t have heard it, and I’m pretty sure that Bear didn’t…

“Forever and ever,” Bear said with a smile as he pushed forwards, his cock sliding into Lisa, taking her virginity.

Lisa took a sharp breath, her muscles tensing, before she blinked, lifting her head to give Bear an incredulous look, “Randy Travis? Really?”

Bear chuckled, giving a small thrust with his hips, slipping deeper into Lisa, before he answered, “Original words or not, the sentiment is true. Besides, it distracted you from the fact that I’m more than halfway in, didn't it?”

Tilting her head further, Lisa stared down at where she and Bear were connected, her eyes wide as he pushed the rest of the way inside her, coming to stop as their hips touched. Lisa’s legs were on either side of Bear’s hips, her chest heaving as she sucked in air, her eyes alight with that look she had whenever her power was overactive.

That wouldn’t do, Lisa’s power would ruin this moment for her, so I did the first thing that came to mind to distract her. I leaned down, turned her face towards mine, and kissed her. Lisa’s eyes widened in shock (not quite sure why, I’d shown I was definitely bi since we arrived on the Yamato and she was my best friend, both here and back in Brockton Bay) before they closed and she returned the kiss.

Lisa’s body jerked lightly, as Bear started thrusting into the no longer virgin blonde. She broke the kiss, moaning as Bear hit a sensitive spot. Her eyes opened, I placed my forehead against hers as Bear made love to her, and I told her, “I love you, Lisa.”

The look in Lisa’s eyes, it was as if she was having a hard time comprehending what I was telling her. Though thinking back on it, in every intimate moment that Lisa’s been in (to my knowledge), she’s been either the instigator, or the more aggressive member. This is the first time she’s been the passive member, receiving everything the other participants are giving.

Well, might as well give her some more experience being on the receiving end. I leaned in and Lisa tilted her head, likely expecting me to kiss her on the lips again, but I had something different in mind. First, I kissed her on the tip of her nose. When she went cross eyed, I couldn’t help but giggle, so that’s why Bear does it all the time.

Once my giggling stopped, I continued to plant little kisses along Lisa’s jaw, starting at her chin and moving back, eventually reaching her neck, feeling the vibrations of her moans from my and Bear’s ministrations through her skin.

“Hey Lisa, Taylor?” Bear’s voice pulled me from my teasing Lisa to look at him, his body covered in sweat as he paused in his part of the ‘make Lisa a puddle of pleasured goo’ equation. “How about we change things up a little bit?”

That sounded interesting to me, turning to look at Lisa, I fought back another giggle. From the dazed look on her face, I don’t think Lisa’s brain was going to be working much any time soon. So instead, I gave Bear a grin and asked, “What did you have in mind?”

Bear just grinned, before reaching up, hooking his arm behind Lisa’s back, and rolling onto the bed. The result had Lisa straddling Bear’s hip, his dick buried inside her, while blinking in confusion and trying to figure out what happened. I was about to lean over and continue where I’d left off, when I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and pull. To my surprise, in a few moments I was straddling Bear’s head, so I looked down and was about to ask him what he was doing.

That’s when I felt his tongue. I’d honestly forgotten how good at this Bear is, though I suppose with the six of us he’s had plenty of opportunity to practice. I leaned forward, savoring the way his tongue opened my pussy and traced each and every fold, while his hands kneaded and massaged my butt. I didn’t get his fascination with it, but I’ll take what I can get. My head came to rest on Lisa’s chest, feeling her erect nipple pressing against my cheek.

As Bear simultaneously groped my ass, ate me out, and started fucking Lisa again, I marshalled my focus enough to lift my head up and give Lisa a wink. That done, I leaned down and took the nipple that’d been poking me into my mouth and gave a hard suck. Lisa groaned, her hand coming up to rest on the back of my head. Seeing that she liked it (and I admittedly liked the sensation of feeling her groan through the nipple in my mouth), I continued to suck on her breast, as the pleasure from Bear’s ministrations started to coil and tighten in my belly.

“Oh, Tay…” Lisa whimpered, her hand on my head pushing me tighter to her chest.

It was hard to focus, Bear was really good at pleasing a woman with his tongue. But I managed to keep my head long enough to feel Lisa cumming, both from the way she pushed my head harder against her breast and the way her muscles clenched and tightened under her skin. Once I felt Lisa cum, I stopped holding back, letting my own orgasm rush through me, the coiling pleasure snapping and washing through every single part of my body.

My lips let go of Lisa’s nipple as I panted, rolling off Bear to lay on the bed in what felt like a puddle of goo. I wasn’t passing out quite yet, so I was treated to the sight of Bear sitting up and pulling Lisa into a hug as he sped up the pace of thrusting into her.

I admit, I just lay there staring at them incomprehensibly as Bear finally came, thrusting into Lisa while pulling her down… gonna get up… eat out… Lis…

[center]<<Bear Sandosen>>[/center]

My lips met Lisa’s as my balls tensed, sending my load shooting into the blonde minx on my lap. She moaned into the kiss, her arms wrapping around me and her fingers digging into my back, pushing her chest into mine. Idly, some part of my brain said that I should pull out, but it was much too late for that.

Breaking the kiss as my last shot fired, I pressed my forehead to Lisa’s as we both regained our breath. Lisa’s eyes were closed as she panted, but as they opened, letting me see her bottle green eyes, I felt my heart skip a beat. I hadn’t said it or allowed myself to think it before now, but I couldn’t deny it anymore: I’d fallen for each of the incredible, amazing, sexy women in this crazy, insane Family. Smiling, I leaned in and placed a kiss on the tip of her nose, making her go cross eyed in that adorable way she did every time I did that.

Groaning, Lisa unwrapped herself from me and lay back on the bed, crossing her arms under her perky breasts and pouting, “Why does everyone keep doing that? It’s not that funny.”

“Funny? No,” I agreed, laying down next to her and wrapping my arm around her shoulders. Lisa nuzzled into my side as I did the same with a snoozing Taylor. “Adorable? Very much so.”

Lisa just grumbled, making me chuckle. Before I remembered what I’d been doing before she and Taylor came up. Feeling my wince, Lisa lifted her head, a hint of nervousness in her eyes, “Bear?”

“You know about the ritual that the Coven has planned?” I asked, cutting off any thoughts about her not having done well.

“Yes?”

“Last time they were at Grimmauld for potion lessons with Mrs. Weasley, they told me that it required no form of birth control. So while I was up here, I reset my fertility, about five-ten minutes before the two of you came up. Sorry for not telling you earlier, but… well when two beautiful women come up to you dressed like you were, the male brain suffers from a sudden lack of oxygen.”

Eyes wide, Lisa stared at me, her hands drifting from where they’d been to cover her abdomen. Her gaze slowly drifted down, a rush of emotions flashing through them. Fear, determined resolve, curiosity, then amusement. The last accompanied by a snort, then Lisa started laughing so hard I was worried she might have an accident.

“Whazzgoyon?” Taylor slurred from my other side, lifting her head up and staring incomprehensibly at Lisa, still shrieking in laughter.

“I told Lisa there was a chance she might end up pregnant, then she started laughing,” I told her, both of us watching as Lisa’s laughter had her rolling on the bed. Then rolling off the bed and falling to the floor. Still, she kept cackling away. “She’s going to be a while, isn’t she?”

Taylor gave a sleepy nod, resting her head on my chest. “Mhmm,” she murmured.

“Should we help her?”

“Nm-mm.”

“Co…” Lisa’s voice came out from the floor, in between her laughter. “Co-parenting… two Sith… terminator… Harley!”

I blinked as I processed what she’d managed to squeeze out. Co-parenting followed by the majority of the Family. Obviously the entire Family would help with the raising of any kids, what was…

I suddenly understood why Lisa was laughing. It was all I could do not to snort in amusement myself. Any of my kids would have two Sith Lords, a Terminator, a snarky Sherlock, All The Bugs Skitter, and Harley freaking Quinn as mother figures. Wherever we settled down, assuming we survived The Crisis, that world was doomed.

[center]<<Cameron>>[/center]

“So, what’d Rhonny want?” Harleen asked as the Coven went back to Hogwarts, resting her crossed arms on top of my head.

“She inquired if I knew any unarmed forms of combat, and if I would be willing to instruct her in them after a ritual they have planned for tomorrow,” I answered.

“Da sex one right? Where Bear’s gonna show ‘em how a whack a mole feels? Maybe playin’ Teacher an’ Horny Schoolgirls?”

“I do not know the details of the ritual, but based on information that Rhonda told me in the past, I believe it is one centered around the Coven losing their virginities.”

Harleen gave an over the top ‘ooh’ before removing her arms from my head and instead wrapping them around my shoulders. Her hands clasped together as she put her chin on my right shoulder. Before being brought here, the feel of Harleen’s breasts would have been noted with clinical detachment, only important in how it would affect possibly killing her should it be necessary. Now, with the modifications made by the entity that brought our Family together, I felt a small surge of enjoyment at the sensation.

“We ain’t really hung out much, have we?” Harleen spoke up, her voice considering.

“No, we have not. I suspect it is due to our differing personalities and skill sets resulting in little overlap,” I answered, turning my head to meet Harleen’s eyes.

“Doesn’t stop Batsy an’ Boy Scout.”

“I suspect there is less sex involved between them than our Family.”

Harleen giggled, “Darlin’, ya should see tha internet back home: at least ninety percent o’ the stuff on tha JL there’s smut between tha two of them. I should know, I wrote most of it.”

I stared at Harleen, surprise flooding my CPU. Not at her claim, but the fact that my files and social analysis programs could not determine if she was telling the truth or lying. I’d yet to encounter such a situation. The humans of my original Earth were what the program was written for, but in my exposure to humans from other realities they functioned as they had prior to joining the Family.

It was very disconcerting, and the wide grin on Harleen’s face suggested she knew it.