Three Square Meals Ch. 019

"I needed the money for living expenses." The lovely young brunette replied. "I had a grant to cover the tuition fees, but I had to pay my own way for the rest." she said as she stifled another yawn.

"We'll let you go Rachel. I can see you've been burning the candle at both ends." John said smiling. "Congratulations on qualifying, Doctor!" he said warmly.

"Thanks John." She said smiling at him tiredly. "Between exams and last minute revision, I'm worn out!"

"Get some sleep, I'll stay in touch!" Alyssa said, waving the brunette goodbye.

"I'll look forward to hearing from you." Rachel said smiling and waved goodbye as she ended the call.

"That's a shame." Alyssa said sadly. "I was really looking forward to going down on her."

"Alyssa!" Calara and Sparks chorused in surprise.

"She was lovely." Alyssa said with a sigh. "It was her running her hands over me during the fitting session that made me first realise I liked girls too." the beautiful blonde admitted honestly.

"She sounds like quite a woman." Calara said, smiling.

"They did look pretty amazing together." John said, remembering Rachel on her knees, smoothing a form fitting dress over Alyssa's delicious curves.

"Ah well, it wasn't meant to be." Alyssa said regretfully.

"John, what did she mean when she said about being posted to the 'Dragon March'?" Sparks asked curiously.

"There's a strip of worlds on the Terran Federation side of the border with the Kintark Empire, that are known as the Dragon March." John explained.

"Aren't we at war with the Kintark now?" Alyssa said, worried for her friend. "Isn't that going to be a pretty dangerous place to be right now?" she asked with concern.

"Well with Rachel trained as a medic, they'll want her where the injuries are going to be unfortunately." John said grimly.

"The Terran Federation and the Kintark haven't declared war on each other yet though, it's just border clashes at the moment. She should be pretty safe wherever they set up the major triage site for the Dragon March forces." he explained reassuringly.

"Why is it called the Dragon March though?" Sparks asked, her curiosity peaked.

"The Kintark are seven foot tall reptiles." John explained. "Some of their elders can be even bigger apparently."

He rolled his eyes. "You know what people are like. Some smartass came up with the name and it stuck."

"Has master ever met a dragon?" Jade said, wide eyed with wonder.

"Yeah, I've done a few deals with the Kintark. It was years ago, before all the present hostilities though. I liked them and they were easy enough to trade with; I personally think it's a shame things have escalated between them and the Terran Federation." John said sadly.

"Well I hope Rachel will be ok." Alyssa said, with a worried frown.

"Don't worry, the Terran Federation takes good care of its medics." John said, smiling. "They'll have her tucked away in some nice safe and secure base. She'll probably be complaining about how bored she is!" he grinned, reassuringly.

"I'm going to have a quick look around the ship before we land, soak in the memories!" John said happily. "Anyone want to join me?"

"I'll stay up here and wait for landing clearance." Alyssa said.

"This one would like to stay with Alyssa, if that's ok master?" Jade said surprisingly.

"Sure Jade, you don't have to ask my permission remember." John said kindly.

"Thank you master." She said, beaming up at him as John, Calara and Sparks left the cockpit.

"Are you ok Jade?" Alyssa asked the green skinned girl curiously. "Is there anything you wanted to talk to me about?" she said in a friendly tone.

"Yes Alyssa. You, Calara and Sparks all have jobs onboard master's ship, as well as being his beautiful mates. This one would like to be more useful to master. Is there anything Jade could do to help?" she asked eagerly.

Alyssa looked surprised at Jade's request. "I'll have a think Jade. I'm sure we can find you a useful role on the Invictus!" she said warmly and the Nymph beamed at the blonde girl in gratitude.

Meanwhile John led the way into the Fool's Gold, with Calara and Sparks following behind. They had a quick look in the passenger cabin, then moved over to his own cabin and the girls had a look around curiously.

"I bet this room has a few tales to tell." Calara said, smiling at John flirtatiously.

"Yeah, Alyssa and I had a lot of fun in here." John said with a smile.

"This is where it all began then?" Sparks said curiously.

"Well our first time doing anything together was in the rec room." John said. "I asked Alyssa to kneel and blow me."

"Did she come on to you then?" Sparks said, sidling up to him and looking at him out of the corner of her eye and with a coy smile on her full lips.

"Well you could say that." John admitted ruefully. "I found her a few days after she snuck on board and then threatened to take her back to Karron. She basically pleaded with me not to take her back and offered sex in exchange for a trip to the core worlds." he said, looking embarrassed.

"It makes me sound like a bit of an asshole telling it like that, but in my defence I'd been picking up her pheromones once she got on board and I was going a bit lust crazy." he confessed.

"When this pretty but skinny little blonde girl offered to let me use her for a few weeks, I was powerless to say no." he said guiltily. "I wasn't being completely selfish though, I did want to get some good meals inside her."

"Yeah I'm sure you did!" Sparks said with a smirk.

John laughed heartily at that.

"Well I'm glad the little head won out." Sparks said, reaching down to gently stroke his cock through his trousers.

Calara walked up to his other side and joined the redhead with light caresses of her fingertips. "You have no complaints from me either." she said with a smile.

John closed his eyes and just luxuriated in the feel of their soft, eager young hands.

"If you girls keep teasing me like this, I'll feel sorry for whoever ends up on the receiving end of this load." John said. feeling how full his taut sets of balls were becoming.

Reluctantly the girls had mercy on him and moved away their hands. John blew out a big breath and tried to bring himself under control again.

"Come on, let's have a quick look at the rest of the ship, it might take my mind off you two." he laughed.

They walked back out into the corridor and then entered the rec room. He smiled fondly at the small kitchen and the comfy old sofa.

"So that's where you filled up Alyssa's belly for the first time?" Sparks purred lustily.

John groaned. So much for taking his mind off sex!

Sparks leaned over to Calara and whispered something in the gorgeous brunette's ear. Calara giggled and nodded, before Sparks sauntered over to the sofa and plonked herself down in a very ungraceful way.

"Hey baby, come over here and suck my cock!" she said gruffly, with a fake-masculine voice.

Calara feigned shock. "But John, you're so big! How will it ever fit?" she exclaimed as she walked over to kneel between Sparks legs.

"Don't worry baby, I'll make it fit!" Sparks said enthusiastically in her fake male voice.

She pulled Calara's face down into her lap and humped away at her, before the two of them fell over giggling with laughter.

John chuckled good humouredly at their antics and then swiftly moved in to pounce on the girls to give them a sound tickling. Pretty soon they begged for mercy as they panted for breath, big grins on their faces and eyes sparkling as they laughed.

John stood and offered them each a hand and the two feisty teenagers rose to stand gracefully at his side. He poked his head into the storage room, showing the two girls where Alyssa had been hiding when he found her and then the tour was done.

"Hmm. I remember the ship being a lot bigger." John said with a chuckle.

"Happy with your new home?" Calara asked, slipping her arm through his and looking up at him.

"I'm not going to lie, the Invictus is pretty awesome." John said. "But to be honest, I'd be happy wherever I was, as long as I had you girls with me."

"Oh John, that's lovely!" Calara said, kissing him tenderly.

Sparks pressed herself into his chest, her pert boobs squashing against him, feeling warm and yielding. "I love being with you John, you say the nicest things!" the redhead said with a happy smile. She watched her two lovers together, planting her own loving kisses on John's neck while she waited her turn.

John finished his lingering kiss with Calara and then leaned down to kiss Sparks. Their lips brushed together, before she glided her tongue over them, licking as though encouraging him to follow her tongue back into her mouth with his own. He took up the lovely invitation and kissed the redhead passionately.

"John, we're going to land in a few minutes!" Alyssa said, her voice carrying down the corridor to them.

Reluctantly John pulled away from the yearning redhead and let the two girls walk ahead of him as they rejoined the others in the cockpit. He couldn't help but look at their rounded asses move enticingly as they strutted ahead. The two teenagers flashed a lusty look at each other as they deliberately swayed their hips for full effect.

John slumped into the pilot's chair and Alyssa grinned at the two mischievous girls, having listened in on his thoughts as they teased him to distraction.

"Don't worry handsome, we'll be good girls for you later." she purred at him comfortingly, drawing a groan from John.

They landed at the terraced spaceport on Gravitus, Alyssa easily following the guide path down to their designated landing pad. All sorts of spacecraft were dotted around the port, though most of them were military shuttles for transport to and from the Olympus Shipyard. There were traders too of course, but surprisingly almost every ship was of Terran construction.

"I don't see many alien ships around." Sparks said with disappointment, as she looked out at the wide variety of vessels landed at the spaceport.

"There aren't many who come here." John said, confirming her observation. "Olympus and Gravitus are military centres really, there isn't a huge demand for alien trade here. Most of those traders will be arms dealers, or munitions suppliers."

They headed down to the airlock in the cargo bay and then out into the spaceport. John called the girls a hover-limo to take them clothes shopping, while he planned to take a hover-taxi to the arms emporium, as he had his own shopping to do. He booked a suite at the same hotel they had enjoyed last time and they all agreed to meet up there when they had finished their shopping bonanza. The girls all gave him a lengthy kiss goodbye and he felt as though he was in a daze by the time they finally parted ways.

The taxi driver was a friendly old fellow with a jolly smile and a twinkle in his eye. As John relaxed into the comfortable leather seats at the back of the luxury taxi, the driver pushed a button, starting up the anti-grav cyclics that would keep the vehicle afloat.

"What brings you to Gravitus then young fella?" The cabbie said in a cheerful mood.

"Stocking up on weapons and armour." John replied. "My gear got a bit bashed about on the last trip."

"Ah, there's a lot of that going about." The cabbie said sadly. "Hope it wasn't problems with them dragons?" He asked curiously.

"No, some Kirrix this time." John said with a smile.

"Ugh, those bastards reared their ugly mugs again?" The cabbie said grimacing.

"I remember the purge of '43." he said with distaste. "174th regulars." he said proudly.

"I heard about that one. They captured planets just before the purge didn't they?" John said, remembering tales of the horrors found by the Terran Federation forces when they reclaimed the worlds.

"Yeah, still have nightmares about that sometimes." The cabby said, suddenly looking haunted.

"Thank you for your service." John said, placing his hand on the old man's shoulder. "Because of people like you, millions of others didn't have to share the same fate." he said gratefully.

The cabby looked back at John for a moment and he nodded in thanks, pride shining in his eyes, before turning back to the road. They rode the rest of the way in silence, before John waved goodbye to the man, giving him a hefty tip in credits as he left.

Finally arrived at the Arms emporium, John stepped through the doors that slid open for him welcomingly. The emporium was spotlessly clean and showy booths were dotted around the trade facility, sinister weapons gleaming dully in black and chrome.

"Hello sir!" A pretty blonde woman in a smart trouser suit said, approaching him as he walked into the foyer. "Is there anything you're looking at in particular today?" she asked him helpfully.

"I'm after McCarran Arms and the Steinbeck Armoury." John requested politely.

"I'd be happy to be your guide." She said, smiling up at him pleasantly. "Which would you like to visit first, Mr...?"

"McCarran arms please." John replied. "Mr Blake, but you can call me John." he said with a smile.

"Certainly John, my name's Lauren. If you'd care to follow me please." The young woman said.

John followed the girl and couldn't help but glance at her long legs as she led him through the crowds. Lauren arrived at a booth and John recognised the distinctive crossed thunderbolts logo of McCarran arms. She went up to a sombre looking man who was stooped over a computer and spoke to him briefly.

"Ah Mr Blake, what can I do for you today?" The man said respectfully to his well dressed potential customer.

"I'm looking to purchase some more XR73 Rifles." John said. "I've recently expanded my team and I might need more firepower." he said with a wry grin.

"Well firstly Mr Blake, let me suggest the XR75 instead!" the man said enthusiastically. "McCarran arms is proud to showcase its latest model."

The weapons dealer waved him over to a nearby stand that held a display model of the deadly looking rifle. It had the same bullpup design as the previous version that John was used to, but had a slightly more compact looking barrel.

"We used a titanium alloy to replace the previous frame." the man said conspiratorially. "It allowed us to drop the weight by 10% but still keep the same strength."

"May I?" John asked.

"Of course sir!" the salesman said eagerly and picked up a sample rifle from a weapon case at the back of the booth.

John brought the rifle to his shoulder, feeling the weight. It was noticeably lighter, which was always a bonus. He powered up the scope and noticed a new HUD in a pleasant light green, that felt easy on the eyes.

"We updated the scope too... more detailed range finding information on the target, but still comes with mag-search and infrared as standard of course." The salesman interjected.

"Very nice." John said. "I'd like ten please."

The salesman's face lit up with a huge grin. "Of course sir!" he said ecstatically, making his weeks quota in 5 minutes.

"These are restricted weapons though Mr Blake, I had to ask, but I'll need to see your Military grade weapons permit before I can authorise the transaction." the salesman said regretfully, a hint of worry in his voice.

"That's no problem." John said, reaching for his ID. "I'd like them shipped to Docking bay 11 at the Olympus Shipyard please. To be loaded on the Invictus."

The salesman nodded in agreement and took the ID eagerly. He scanned it in the ID reader at his console and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw John's security clearance. John handed him a credit chit and the transaction went through immediately.

"A pleasure doing business with you Commander Blake. Please let me know if you're ever in need of any other weaponry!" The salesman said, thrusting a business card with the McCarran arms logo emblazoned on it into John's hand.

John nodded and then turned to his guide.

"Steinbeck Armoury, Commander Blake?" The pretty blonde said with a gleam in her eye.

"If you would be so kind as to lead the way please Lauren." John said, enjoying the girl's obvious interest.

She sashayed away with a seductive swing to her hips and looked over her shoulder at him to make sure he was watching her and following behind. Their eyes met and she gave him a hint of a smile, before walking on through the emporium.

Eventually they arrived at the Steinbeck armoury and Lauren glided up to the owner. A middle aged woman in grey military fatigues spoke with his guide for a moment, before turning to face John.

"Lauren tells me you're a big spender Commander Blake." The woman said bluntly. Lauren had the decency to blush prettily.

"I believe in buying the best for my team, if that's what you mean. Nothing's more important to me than their personal safety." John said firmly.

"A man after my own heart." The woman said with a smile. "Anything in particular you're after?"

"I'm looking for mobility and protection." John said. "Money is no object."

The middle aged woman looked at him speculatively. "We have contracts to supply special forces troops with armour. That kind of gear would be ideal for your needs." she said cautiously.

"I'll need to see a Military ID with high enough clearance level to be able to authorise a sale of that kind of body armour though." she said warily.

John shrugged nonchalantly and produced his ID. The woman swiped it and her wariness evaporated.

"It looks like we might be in business then Commander. Now come and take a look at our Phalanx range." She said, leading him around the corner of the booth to another section that housed several examples of full body armour suits.

"I assume you'll need some for yourself too?" The woman said, looking at him appraisingly. "You have the look of a marine about you."

John smiled at her and nodded at the perceptive woman.

"Well let me show you the Phalanx Alpha." She said, leading him to a high tech and futuristic piece of armour. Unlike his current set of battered armour, this suit was fully sealed, the arms and legs covered as well, rather than just the joints.

"You'll notice the angular styling. That's designed to help deflect incoming rounds. The surface is also a mirrored composite to reduce the impact of laser weaponry, but without sacrificing protection against conventional small arms." the woman said, as she launched into her sales pitch.

"Would you like to try a suit on?" She offered. "I have one that should fit you well enough to get a feel for it."

"Of course." John said with a grin.

The saleswoman led him to the room at the back of the booth to get geared up. It took him longer to equip this armour than his old gear, but he could immediately see the excellent craftsmanship at work in how easily it moved with him. He strode out in the armour, leaving off the helmet so the saleswoman could check the fit.

"Not bad." She said thoughtfully. "A few size alterations and we should have a suit that will fit you like a glove."

"Excellent, I'm interested." John said nodding. "Two sets sized for me please and another eight designed for women." he said, thoughtfully.

The saleswoman raised her eye speculatively. "Do you know the dimensions of the women you want the suits for?" She asked him curiously.

John turned to Lauren who was listening curiously to their conversation.

"If Lauren would be so kind as to let you have her measurements, she's a very similar body type." John said. "The girls are 5'9" though and a 32D chest."

That took the wind out of Lauren's sails a little, being slightly shorter and less busty than the women he had described. She nodded her agreement to be used as a model and the saleswoman approached her and produced a tape measure so that she could take her measurements.

"Thank you Lauren, I appreciate it." John said gratefully.