I don't own Street Fighter
Day 18. The girls are NOT happy…
Sitting on the couch in green tank tops and shorts, they tugged and jerked at their clothes as if they were too small for them. But surprisingly the clothes were obviously loose and breezy on their beautiful bodies. They were just annoyed that Jay made them wear anything with more material than a skimpy bikini.
"It's not that bad you look nice." Jay said, patiently, but even his complimenting words didn't cheer them up more than slight blushes and adorable pouts. "…Though I'd rather not use make you wear clothes as a punishment." he had added under his breath. He then walked around the couch holding a bowl of freshly popped popcorn. He tried to wiggle between them, but the twins stubbornly shifted together.
Jay just sighed, shook his head, and shrugged, taking a seat in the armchair and adjusting the volume on the TV to watch the movie. "Fine girls, no popcorn for you." He declared playfully and grabbed a fistful and began to chew. "MMn…" The girls narrowed their blue eyes at him as Sierra the Cat mewled at his feet before leaping onto his lap. "Ah! Hey…" nuzzling under his neck and purring loudly…
As if to MOCK the twins. 'Look what I can do.' His hand gently stroked Sierra's furry back as she got comfy… and the twins seemed INCREASINGLY agitated. Even Pammy and she loved Sierra… of course now Jay had cat fur all over his popcorn-eating hand so he chose to put the bowl down on the coffee table and pet the cat. Sammy seemed to take that as an opportunity to steal the popcorn bowl.
Since he was trying to share it with them in the first place he didn't mind. "Look. I know you don't like the idea of actually wearing clothes but think of all the things we can do if you DO wear clothes." He said, "We could go on walks, we could go out and have fancy dinners…" he scratched Sierra's chin absently and she rolled over on his legs for more as the twins finished off the popcorn in record time. "Though I'd have to teach you how to eat with utensils…" he added as the girls paused with fistfuls of popcorn towards their mouths… "Oh…!" he said as the Fei Long movie they were watching hit a car chase. "I can teach you how to properly drive!" he said and that perked Sammy up. "Instead of just going as fast as possible…"
Sammy seemed to really like that idea and stuffed the popcorn in her hand into her sister's face. "Bleck!" as if to tell her to finish it for her, before leaping off the couch and grabbing Jay's cat-stroking hand. Sierra yowled and leaped off Jay's lap onto the floor as she pulled him along.
"W-wait now? RIGHT now?" he asked as she yanked him along. "I mean I don't mind teaching you-WAIT." He paused, "Wait a second!" he yanked his hand out of Sammy's grip as she skipped away. "Hold on a minute!" she soon came back jiggling the jeep keys as he stared at her. Then crossed his arms, putting his metaphorical foot down as Pammy watched between them, chewing popcorn as Sierra went to soothe her disturbed rest by settling on Pammy's very soft and welcoming lap.
"No driving unless you are wearing CLOTHES." He declared with finality. Sammy pouted at him but didn't really give him a negative response. But she did SLAM the keys into his chest, and now he was certain he had an imprint of the jeep keys in his chest… at least he wasn't stabbed with them. "Ow…" still hurt. She crossed her arms, pouting at him as he nodded. "…Well I'm glad we agree." He mumbled, and opened their apartment door, followed out by both twins but not Sierra… she was happily sleeping in the empty popcorn bowl…
They were allowed to keep their jeep, and free reign as long as they didn't go into classified areas or try to leave the base. An agreement Jay was more than happy to comply with. The military base itself had everything you could ever want or need, from a movie theatre to a small shopping center… but Jay had decided to teach (mostly) Sammy how to properly drive by taking them to a sparsely populated parking lot close to their apartment.
For some odd reason the base had washed and cleaned their jury-rig camp car, so it had a bit of a shine to it. Pammy bounced into the back as Jay and Sammy sat in the passenger and driver's seats respectively. Sammy of course had SOME experience in driving… much to Jay's dismay. He just wanted to help her with the finer points. Such as-
"So. We are going to learn about the speed limit, and parking… also right of way. So first, let's take it SLOW-OOOH!!!" he howled as Sammy, giggling like a schoolgirl put the pedal to the metal and sped across the parking lot. Jay QUICKLY buckled up as she made a SHARP turn… and if Jay hadn't buckled himself he might have been thrown from the car. Sammy and Pammy however were having a ball…
Pammy had her hands in the air as if she was on a roller coaster and was moving like she was on one as well, remaining centered and balanced in the back of the car despite the momentum of her sister's reckless driving and Jay's screams of terror.
…
"…Hey check that out." A male MP on patrol pointed to the Jeep doing donuts in the parking lot.
"Yep." The Female MP replied, casually walking their route.
"Is that guy screaming?"
"Yep."
"…Should we help him?"
She turned to look at him, then notedly noticed the blonde driving the jeep, considering Sergeant White was currently on a flyby scouting Mission with Colonel Guile… it was safe to assume that it was one of the recently discovered Shadaloo Doll.
"You do realize that those clones of Sergeant White could probably destroy us with a flex of their legs right?" she noted as her partner frowned thoughtfully, then nodded.
"Yeah… but what a way to go." He noted, then after a moment of palpable silence.
"...Well, I'm in no rush. I think we'd need a TANK to stop them anyway." She added as they kept walking.
…
"STOP THE JEEP!!" Jay shouted as Sammy skidded the jeep to a perfect park in one of the empty parking spots… it would've been perfect if not the smoking tires. Jay hung halfway out of the Jeep, his hands slapped his seat, and got a good grip on it before he pulled himself back into the jeep. Sitting upright as she smiled happily drumming her hand giddily on the wheel, expecting praise… "SPEED LIMITS." He said loudly as Sammy, still smiling recoiled slightly… the corner of her mouth twitching slightly, as if unsure whether she should be smiling or not.
Pammy stuck her head out of the tent, grinning at her sister, then noticing the irate look on Jay's face her grin became more forced. Jay took a deep breath and made sure his organs were all in the right place, before pointing towards the speedometer. "Now that you got it out of your system. I want you to not go over 20 miles an hour. Just 'DRIVE' straight. Do you understand me, Sammy?"
The twin girls nodded eagerly, smiling prettily at him as he sat back in his seat, sighing loudly as Sammy slowly pulled out of her parking spot and as instructed, she didn't go a mile over 20. "Now see…" he sighed, relaxing in his seat as Sammy sighed while driving SLOWLY and Pammy giggled in her seat in the back of the jeep. "Isn't this nice?" he relaxed, "You're doing good Sammy."
Sammy's urge to go as fast as possible was stifled by Jay's orders to go slow, but being praised always felt good… BUT Pammy wasn't being praised so it was unfair she was left out. "I remember when I was a kid my family rented an RV and we drove across the northwest of the states… maybe when I get you girls stateside we can-"
CLICK!
He had half a second to realize that Pammy had unbuckled his seatbelt and it snapped across his chest. "Oh no." Pammy grabbed his shirt and, like many times before, dragged him into the back of the jeep. "Aw Come on…" he bemoaned as he was easily dragged into the back of the jeep and dropped onto the mattress before he was snuggled by a sexy blonde. "Okay! I'll teach you how to drive next!"
But Pammy merely pinned him down and started kissing his face, her plump lips pressing again and again on his skin as he laughed. "Whyyy?" he laughed as she pushed herself up, yanked off her tank top and began fully sucking his tongue out of his mouth as she kissed him again. "MMGH?!" Sammy pouted, pulling the jeep back into a parking spot. Unbuckling and crawling in after Jay after she put the jeep in park. Joining her sister in delivering kisses on Jay. "Ah-HA! No! That tickles! EEep!" he laughed as they did indeed tickle him and slide their hands into his pants. "Wa-wait a second! You got to wear clothes all day!" he ordered as the twins pressed their lips to his face, then gave each other a side glance…
And Jay thought that he might have deterred them for now, only for the twins to flip ass over tits and slam their magnificently large backsides against his face. "URP!" yanking down his pants and then applying their lips to his erection. Sammy and Pammy's abnormally skilled tongues apparently put all their points into oral service rather than speech… they slithered, lathered, and slurped on his throbbing cock, tended to by the beautiful twins lovingly, leaving imprints of their lips upon it…
Which is weird, because he wasn't sure where they were getting the make-up. Still…
"MMN!" he moaned with a face full of sexy pawg booties as Pammy slid her tongue to his tip, wrapped her lips around it, and bobbed it rapidly up and down, Sammy, slithering her tongue up to her lips licking his cock and her sister as they slobbered on his length. Pammy's tongue prodded his urethra and slurped drunkenly on his cock as Sammy moaned impatiently, wanting her turn on getting Jay's cock into her mouth but Pammy abruptly dropped to the base of his cock.
"HMPH!" Sammy scowled at her sister as Pammy greedily claimed Jay's length, moaning and slurping on his cock as Sammy began wiggling her hips against Jay's face, 'hip attacking' him in annoyance as he managed to squeak.
"It's not my fault!" he replied only to be silenced by thickness. "MGH!"
"MMn…" Pammy slid slowly to his tip, before diving down again, up and down, deepthroating him expertly as her tongue slithered and writhed like a snake, his girth throbbing warningly, ready to unload into her mouth as she moved faster, sucked harder.
"MGh! MMGH?!" Jay's hips bucked towards Pammy's face, she kissed the base of his cock and pushed him to the mattress, sucking and swallowing all his cum greedily as he moaned into their butts. "Mmgh…"
Pammy consumed every drop, shooting up from his cock and licking her lips smugly, as Sammy glared at her, then lunged at her. "Oh come on! Stop already-Hey!" he gasped trapped between them as they wrestled, rubbing themselves on him as the Jeep WILDLY rocked about…
…
The MP walked back from their patrol, glancing at the wildly rocking jeep and the sounds of moans and grunts. "Lucky bastard get two of them."
"Wow." Said the male MP, glancing at the female. "…Learned something about you today."
"What? Sergeant White is GORGEOUS. Have you SEEN her?" she replied indignantly, "She's on my gay list."
"Your what list?!" he replied surprised as she waved it off.
"She's on my list of girls I'd be gay for." She replied as he frowned.
"…I don't think that's PC." He said as she scowled at him.
"REALLY? It's not? Seriously, you assholes drool all over her! Why can't I?!"
"…I mean I'm more of a Chun Li guy myself." He replied as she rolled her eyes, and both of them watched the wildly rocking Jeep. "…should we help? Maybe we can take a peek make sure he's okay?"
"Pervert." She smirked.
"Come on…" he replied indignantly as she walked away. "I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking!"
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Chuck-a-Chuck-a-Chuck-a
The helicopter blades whirled as Guile and Cammy hovered through the desert, the sands shifting under them as they passed. Guile had one eye on the instruments and the other combing the desert with Cammy.
"Looks like another miss." She noted into their coms as Guile nodded.
"Looks like it. We're going to need to go back and refuel." He said, "And I imagine you'll want to check in on your sisters." He added as she sighed loudly.
"I have too!" she replied indignantly. "They're ME!" Guile's serious face twitched slightly in a smile, but he said nothing to contradict her.
"Well, might as well get a head start on the way back. We'll mark off this sector and check again tomorrow-"
"Wait. There!" she pointed and Guile's eyes snapped to what she pointed at, and just BARELY covered under a coat of sand was a large metal plate with a very HATED symbol of a Shadaloo skull and wings upon it, "…Who bloody marks their secret bunker with their symbol? that's like asking for attention." Cammy mumbled as Guile chose NOT to comment… since it was coming from a very attractive woman who chose to wear a revealing green leotard and not expect to be gawped at.
"Well. Let's get a closer look." Guile replied, before glancing at her. "Brace yourself." He said as she scoffed.
"Why? You're an ace pilot." She smiled at him, confident in Guile's piloting… however.
"…That's not what I was talking about." He said apologetically, before expertly landing the Helicopter.
…The contents of the bunker, according to Jay, were NOT Cammy White friendly after all.
End
I keep thinking funny things over sexy things... but hey, why can't we have both
(he says, knowing full well he's pretty good at doing both)