Chapter 68 - Amazons

Seconds passed forever as Jack lifted the barbell.

Chiquita's hand kept crawling on his penis, as if evaluating a newly acquired toy.

The funny thing is, it really helped Jack.

Excitement and adrenaline flowed like a river through the body, giving the muscles a boost to lift the barbell.

The only disadvantage of such 'support' from Chiquita is the growing desire to knock her down right here and now.

That's what he said, lifting the barbell once again — Ahem, Chiquita…

— Yeah~ huh? — she drawled hoarsely in my ear

— Please take your hand away, otherwise I ... — swallowed Jack

The woman laughed and sensually squeezed the guy's penis through his pants — Ha-ha-ha, do you really think you'll scare a bee with honey?

Valmet was doing push—ups very close by and heard them perfectly, and that's why she grinned - Jack, we're not exactly ordinary girls, have you noticed yet?

— It's hard not to notice. — he smiled wryly, exhaling and lifting the barbell

— No, you don't quite understand, let me explain. — said Chiquita, hugging him harder — We are soldiers, to put it even simpler, we are not ordinary girls who are afraid of a rapist around the corner or girls hiding their desires behind a mask of decency and innocence. We walk on the edge and take everything from life here and now, as long as we can breathe.

Valmet smiled and stood up, finishing push—ups - And we certainly are not afraid of male attention, because without our desire, they will not be able to take us by force. It won't work for you either, even if you go crazy with excitement.

"But you're lucky, Jackie, because we're not against you. Chiquita whispered hoarsely

— "They are demons!" - Jack shouted in his mind

"Succubi, then." — grinned Gunther

— "Mighty succubi that can twist you into a ram's horn!" — Jack added

- "Yeah." — smiled O'Dim, rubbing his hands with anticipation

— "Why are you so happy?!"

— "It's so fun." — Mr. Mirror spread his hands with a besyachy grin

— Okay, now bench press. Valmet said and set up a bench

Chiquita removed her hand from her groin and helped the guy's tired hands to put the barbell on the floor.

Jack turned and looked first at Valmet, and then at a simple wooden bench.

The ladies didn't seem to have heard about safety measures.

— Em…

— Nothing. — Valmet grinned, shrugging her shoulders — We'll back you up.

Jack smiled tightly—Together?

- of course. Chiquita said behind him, "It'll be... safer that way." Yes, Valmet?

— It makes sense, right? — Valmet lifted the corner of her lips, looking at the twitching penis in his pants — I see you are also impatient to start. I can't wait either, actually.

Valmet looked down at her crotch and Jack also followed her gaze.

A wet spot was making its way through the tight pants…

— Oh…

— Yes. 'Oh.' Valmet grinned a little, looking up at him—At the bench. Quickly.

Jack smiled nervously—Whatever you say, Coach.

He quickly lay down on the bench and Chiquita lifted the barbell, calmly put it in his hands — Look, I hung a little on it.

— good. Jack smiled wryly, looking up and down at the barbell, then at Chiquita's face, which barely showed behind her big lush breasts hanging over him.

The most interesting thing is that the chest was the extra weight.

Chiquita simply put her big buoys on the neck, or rather directly on the hands of the guy who squeezed this neck.

The next moment, he almost dropped the barbell again, this time because of the Shaft.

Grinning, the girl climbed on top of him and pressed her wet crotch to his penis.

— Valmet!

— Hush, it's for safety.

Jack raised his head and looked into her 'hungry' eyes almost 'spat out' the words in a soft, pretended sweet tone — A safety net? Oh, yes, a safety net. All right, then.

Chiquita looked down at him and grinned — Come on, start the exercise.

— You know ... — Jack said dryly, lowering and lifting the barbell — It's already hard, and when such unearthly Amazons are around, it becomes even harder.

Valmet smiled sweetly and rubbed her pussy a little on his penis, forcing the guy to sharply suck in air through tightly compressed lips.

Chiquita tilted her head to the side — This is just another training for ... willpower and concentration. If you succeed, you will get a prize at the end.

Once again lifting the bar, Jack grinned a little and raised an eyebrow — Won't I get a prize anyway?

Chiquita looked at him in surprise — Valmet, just look, it seems one guy is getting bolder right in front of his eyes.

— Well, he can't always be shy of us. — Valmet shrugged her shoulders — A person gets used to everything.

— Okay, Jackie, if you can do it, then we'll arrange a reward for you... together. How do you like the idea, Valmet?

— Well ... — the girl thought a little — It is possible.

At this time, Jack couldn't understand how everything could unfold so quickly and... strangely.

— "O'Dim, am I definitely not influencing their minds?"

- "Exactly."

"No hypnosis?"

— "No hypnosis." - Gunther shook his head

- "No suggestion?"

Mr. Mirror sighed, "Jack, you overestimate the concept of love and lust."

- "That is...?"

— "You know that love and other feelings are a purely psychophysiological reaction, "embedded" in beings by Mother nature herself. And, perhaps, this is the strongest reaction of the body, because the main goal of such living beings, conceived by nature itself, is procreation."

Jack winced, but only in his thoughts, because he didn't want Chiquita and Valmet to think that he didn't like something or, even worse, that they disgusted him.

- "Love is, one might say, a program that increases the chance that a man and a woman will give birth to offspring. And for the same reason, love is not eternal, but has its own duration. For what? Of course, in order to diversify the future offspring. So that the male makes children not with one woman, but with several, in order to create a wide variety of genotypes."

The guy nervously swallowed his saliva — "And..."

O'Dim smiled — "You think right. You're a walking flycatcher. The perfect set of genes, a male that suits everyone, thanks to 'The Devil's body.' And the stronger you are in the characteristics, the more desirable you will become for the ladies."

— "The faster and stronger women..." — he pursed his lips — "... will have this psychophysical love for me?.."

— "Bingo!" — Gunther snapped his fingers

"It's like a brainwashing bastard!"

"No, it's like your body is playing on other people's animals, primal desires. That's all. And it's definitely not brainwashing. If you want an example, it's like being a super-beauty that all men are chasing. There is a plus, women will never stop loving you, because you are too perfect a set of genes. Of course, unless you really upset them, they are not animals, but people with their own will."

— "Okay, okay, I get it..." - sighed Jack — "I'll have to avoid couples, so as not to accidentally steal someone's girlfriend or wife. That's what I realized."

- "And in vain." — shrugged Gunther with a grin — "You can get so many evil points for this..."

- "Not another word!"

- "As you wish."

...

While Jack lifted the barbell thirty times, he managed to remember the entire school curriculum while trying to abstract from Chiquita's chest, which loomed right in front of his face and from Valmet's hips, which sat on him and periodically fidgeted with her wet pussy on his penis.

Mentally, Jack called this situation: 'Between heaven and hell.''

— That's it. Jack exhaled sharply, feeling that he was about to drop the barbell

— Op. — picked up the vulture Chiquita — Not bad. If you believe Valmet's words, then you really have become stronger.

— Yeah. — the guy breathed out with relief and lifting his head, looked, almost madly, at Valmet — Get off. You are welcome.

Grinning, the Woman jumped off him as if from a horse — One stallion, it seems, is already at the limit.

— We're better off. — Chiquita grinned with anticipation and at the same time with Valmet, looked at the sweaty Jack

The more the guy sweated, the stronger the smell, which in turn aroused the 'hunger' in the two ladies more.

Jack saw their gaze and made a mental note: 'Do not go to public gyms.''

— It seems to me ... — the guy sighed heavily — ... or are you deliberately driving me to the edge?..

Valmet and Chiquita exchanged glances—Isn't it obvious?

Jack coughed, either from shock, or from honest impudence

— Get up, let's continue. Then squats. — said Chiquita and abruptly sat down and jumped out of the squat, clapping her hands over herself

Her big breasts were also jumping and shaking at this time, to the delight of Jack and Valmet's eyes.

— "Gods..." — swallowed Jack's saliva — "... give me patience and willpower."

— "Better ask for Demons." — shrugged Gunther — "They are usually more responsive and the queue to them is less than to the Gods."

Jack shook his head and looked at the door—"Coco, where are you? Who can I talk to for so long?..»

...

Meanwhile, Coco was on the other side of their 'penthouse'.

Sitting on a white sofa, she was talking to a Balalaika.

— And so, since we've discussed everything... did he come to practice? Sophie 's slightly anxious voice came from the speaker

Coco grinned with amusement—Haha, she still asked. During the conversation, I just felt your desire to ask about him.

— Judging by your mood, everything turned out better than I expected. Balalaika breathed with relief

— Yes, as I said, he is a kind and sensible guy. You shouldn't have thought that he would succumb to teenage emotions and hold a grudge against all of us. I'm better at 'reading' people. And I'm telling you honestly. Stop thinking about the fact that he is still a stupid teenager. After all, he's your man...

— You need to be able to 'read' people, the profession obliges. I am a former military man, so this skill is poorly developed. As for Jack, then... hmm, maybe you're right, but it's hard for me to control myself in this regard. In the end, the age difference is not small ... and even his character, with memory loss… Okay, let's close the subject. You're not a shrink for me to pour out to you here.

— That's right. Coco chuckled

"You'd better tell me how he reacted." Is he going to take revenge?

— He apologized to us. He said it was just his business.

— Dangerous…

- yes. Jack keeps everything to himself, so it's hard to know what he's going to do. His words are reasonable, but who knows what demons torment him from the inside? He won't say anything so easily.

— I see…

— Lam seems to have talked to him, but refuses to tell the details of the conversation. He just said that everything would be fine, the guy has a head on his shoulders.

— I think we need to spend more time with him so that he has little free time to immerse himself in thoughts.

Coco shook her head — A soldier shouldn't think too much, a soldier should serve?

— It's just an option that came to my mind. — Balalaika answered a little irritably

— I'm not saying anything against it. — Coco noticed — On the contrary, I support. We need to surround him with care and attention so that he understands that with the loss of Hiro, nothing is over yet. What he has is us.

— You have formulated my thoughts better.

— Well, I'm a trader. — Coco shrugged, throwing her legs on the sofa — The tongue should be suspended in such a case. Okay… What's wrong with Dongfang Long?

— Nothing yet. Balalaika sighed seriously. Coco heard the woman clench her fist until it cracked. — Now I have to swallow everything. You know for sure that we have more than one war brewing with local groups. If a giant like Dongfang Long intervenes, it will get really bad. It's not just Jack anymore, this triad has the audacity to steal and kill on my territory. Civilians and my people are unhappy, which means we will respond to this triad, but not in the near future. Not now, when several wars with other gangs are brewing.

— I understand. — nodding, Coco sighed — You can count on me, the Moscow Hotel, but not much. Still, I also represent the interests of the organization and in many ways my hands are tied.

— I also understand everything, Coco ... — in the next moment, Sophie grinned — While Jack is with you, make him forget about everything, at least for the time of your ... training.

— Oh... — the girl smiled — I'm sure Valmet and Chiquita are already working on it.

...

Meanwhile, Jack has finished his usual workout.

Sweat poured from him like hail and in addition to excitement, he felt respect for the two Amazons who stood with smirks next to him.

They went through training with him, did even more than he did, but the only thing that made them sweat was excitement.

— Well, finally. — said the blushing Valmet, throwing a rubber knife to the guy — I want to add a knife fight to our training. This is a great skill that is worth developing. Firearms are cool and irreplaceable, but there are situations when he can't help out.

Chiquita stepped aside, looking at the guy's ass while he was picking up a rubber knife from the floor. He couldn't catch it, as his hands seemed 'leaden".

— Come on. Attack. Valmet beckoned with her fingers

Jack swallowed his saliva, looking at this Amazon.

To be honest, it's enough to look at Valmet just once to understand that you don't want to go at this lady with a knife and you certainly don't want to go at her in a 'melee'.

Moving his legs heavily, he cautiously approached, watching her legs.

The next moment, he lunged, but naturally missed.

Valmet fluidly dodged and counterattacked.

Her lunge was quick and sharp, like a snake.

Fleeing from such a quick defeat, Jack jumped back with all his might, unexpectedly even for himself.

Valmet grinned, put the knife away and quickly came up, caught him on her shoulder.

— Ugh! — Jack squeezed out on landing

The girl slapped his ass with a knife, saying — Never do that, Jackie. In the air, you're a living target. There's no way to dodge. There is no way to retreat.

— I get it. — Jack blushed with shame — Now let go.

— Nah, the training is over... — the girl grinned

Chiquita finished the sentence for her, with an equally wide grin — It's time to take a shower.

— Yeah.

— Stop! Let go! I can walk myself! I'm heavy!

— Not for me. — she slapped his ass again

— Put me on my feet! Valmet!

Chiquita came up and stroked his ass with a grin — Don't arise, Jackie, you've lost. When you win, you can also take so Valmet ... if you are strong enough.

— I will complain!

— You won't. And there is no one.

— I promise you! — Jack fluttered wearily on the mighty female shoulder — I promise! Do you hear?!

— We hear-we hear.

— I promise that in two weeks, I will drag you both like this!

— Don't scare the bees with honey, honey. Chiquita replied

— "Gods!" — clutching his head in shame, Jack shouted mentally — "How did I come to such a life!?"

Gunther, as always, did not miss the time and poured gasoline into the flame — ""Oil painting: An ancient woman carries a resisting male into her cave." - several millennia before our era."

- "Shut up! Don't gurgle come on!"