Believing in Dreamland (3 page)

“Phone?” Sammie asked.

“It’s our form of identification. You can buy what you need from any store. The phone will let you access rooms you’re authorized to enter and keep you from restricted sections. It also has a map of Dreamland and a list of what’s available as far as food and distractions. Plus all the standard communication stuff.” Liz handed it over.

“Dreamland. Area 51. My dad always said it was a bunch of crap, just people making up stories to get attention. I mean, I knew there was a base of some sort here. Everyone did. But I never believed the alien research and contact stuff happened here.”

“Believe it. They’re real.” Meg smiled.

“And evil apparently. We’re going to be at war, and this isn’t anything I’ve been trained for.”

“Not all aliens are bad. The Keelons, the ones you had the close encounter with, they are the worst. But even then, they aren’t all bad,” Liz said.

“We’re getting help from a resistance?” Sammie asked.

“Sorry, we can’t really say anymore on the matter. Right now, you need food and rest. Your phone will show you the locations of your other squadron members as well. I’d recommend meeting up with them and getting dinner.” Meg showed her how use the phone.

Half an hour later, Sammie left the medical lab wearing civilian clothes. The jeans and a T-shirt with gym shoes and boring white underwear that a grandmother would approve of felt wrong. Being on a military base dressed like that was just weird.

Heading toward the men, she tucked her blonde hair behind her ears. The bobbed style was easier to handle, but without being pinned back, it kept flying in her face and bugging her. She knew that was an excuse. Her frustrations were sexual. She’d been so certain about what happened while she was taken that her pussy still throbbed.

However, she could now tell the difference. Clear-headed, Sammie knew she’d wanted things to happen but nothing actually had. The onboard computer in her aircraft had recorded her weight in the seat the entire time. The aliens had never taken her out of her craft. Whatever they’d done, they’d done it with that beam of light.

The men spotted her. She was immediately surrounded and hugged. Technically, she should salute Mason, but they’d been relieved of duty for now. She hugged them all tight.

“You’re okay?” Jonah held her longer than necessary.

“Fine. You guys look good, too.” She loved the feel of their hard bodies. Seeing them in civilian clothes made her pussy moist. There were no rules, no restrictions for now. No doubt the aliens had given her a memory she’d wanted in order to distract her. Had they done the same to the men?

“Let’s get some food, and we can talk in private later,” Mason suggested.

* * * *

After chow, they went to the men’s quarters, and Sammie sat between Dorian and Jonah. The attraction made her crazy, but the men hadn’t done anything to hint it was returned. Friends and soldiers, that’s all it ever could be, and now, it hurt a little. Was it all in her head?

“So do you remember anything?” Mason asked.

She shook her head. “I had a false memory.”

“False? How do you know?” Jonah put an arm around her shoulders.

“It was sexual. The doctors did tests, and I had no sex. Plus the ship records indicate I was in the aircraft the entire time and never taken on the alien vessel. What about you guys? Any weird memories?”

“We’re just a blank.” Dorian put a hand on her knee.

“Great. Nothing. So we wait and have our memories checked or scrubbed or whatever they’re going to do to us.” Sammie buried her face in her hands. She wanted to explore things with the men, and they had no clue, no idea what she’s dreamt or imagined while under alien influence.

“Don’t worry. If it helps fight the aliens, we’re in. We’ve all sacrificed parts of our lives for the greater good. That’s part of the deal.” Mason knelt before her.

Her mind went to filthy places, like pulling his face between her legs and living out her fantasy. Now that she’d explored it, willingly or not, consciously or not, she wanted it!

“What’s wrong? You’re all flushed.” Jonah touched her cheek.

She jumped up and moved away from the group. Flopping into an armchair, she studied the trio. So sexy and powerful. Yet most of the time, they treated her just like one of the guys. That was how she wanted to be treated as a soldier. No special treatment because she’s a female.

Now, it was different, and she couldn’t explain how or why.

“I’m fine. Just embarrassed.” Sammie had her own private quarters, but being alone would only make her relive the fantasy and she’d be masturbating all night. She’d much rather be with the men and see them, even if she couldn’t really have them.

Mason walked over and leaned down. He looked her square in the eyes. “Who did you have sex with in that false memory?”

She squirmed in the seat. Lying to each other was something they never did. She’d always been honest with her guys and trusted them. “It doesn’t matter. It wasn’t real.”

The other men came close. She was surrounded, and it felt just like her otherworldly encounter. Real or not, she wanted it now. They didn’t intimidate her. It was safe and oddly intimate.

“It may not have been real, but I’m sure it felt very real. It’s okay; you can tell us. We’re not going to judge you.” Jonah held her hand.

“Damn it, I’m a pilot not a child. This whole situation is insane. Whatever happened it was temporary.” She tried to escape, but the men held her.

“This isn’t normal. Not for any of us. You’re acting odd, Sammie. Tell us about it so we can help.” Dorian held her tight.

“You’re that interested in who I had false-memory sex with? Fine.
You
, okay? All three of you. It was some alien breeding thing. Makes no sense. I know nothing about the aliens—still don’t. I have no idea why it’s what I remember, but that’s it. Sex, unprotected and intense. I should’ve known it was a dream. You’d never break the rules.” She fell back in the chair and sighed.

“We’d never do it without protection,” Mason said.

“Did you enjoy it?” Dorian asked.

“Oh God, we are
not
having this conversation.” Sammie closed her eyes.

“We were only with you or did we screw each other, too?” Jonah asked.

Her mouth fell open. “What?”

“We have a confession to make. We break some of the rules a lot.” Mason nodded.

“I’d remember if we had sex.” Sammie chuckled. If they were trying to take her mind off the situation, they’d have to work a little harder.

“No, the three of us use each other to work off the sexual needs.” Dorian smiled. “We know what a rule follower you are.”

Frowning, she tried to picture it, and her cunt tightened. Of course, her brain saw the flaw in her arousal immediately. “All three of you screw each other? You left me out because you’re gay, obviously. I understand. My mixed up memory means nothing.”

“No, we’re not strictly into men. We’re bisexual. In the military, you take what you can get,” Mason said.

“Flattering to the guys. Sort of an insult to me.” Sammie closed her eyes. “This has to be a dream.”

“No, being with you is our dream. Mason said it all wrong, but it’s true. We’ve wanted you forever. It’s only the rules that kept us from bringing you into the group.” Dorian leaned in and kissed her.

She pulled him in and returned the kiss until it consumed her. “Why don’t the regular rules apply to you guys?”

“They do. We’ve been very careful. We couldn’t be that way with you. You’re quartered away from us. It’s not as easy.” Jonah took a turn kissing her, and Sammie felt dizzy.

“And three men pursuing you. It’d intimidate anyone. We’d have to be a group. Sharing is the only way it’d work. No matter how good of friends we are, it’s not normal.” Mason kissed her gently.

The passion was real. Their hands carefully touched her, and she moaned. That false memory might have been a dream, but it gave her the confidence to try something she probably never would’ve before.

“It feels normal now. We will need protection though. I’m not playing that game.” She tugged her shirt off.

The men went into action. Her bra was gone in seconds as were her gym shoes. Condoms appeared in her lap as the men slid off her jeans and boring old panties. Fingers tested her pussy, and she moaned approvingly. When she reached out, she found Dorian naked and watched Mason stripping Jonah.

She’d seen them in nothing more than boxers plenty of times so her false memory had been extremely accurate there. Dorian’s cock did have a curve, and his bulge had always been impressive. Sammie stroked him as she watched Jonah and Mason get naked. When the men kissed each other, her clit throbbed. Reality was even hotter than her fantasy.

Once all three men were naked, she leaned forward and did what her fantasy had never really let her do. She sucked each one down as far as she could. Learning their feel, tasting their pre-cum and even teasing their balls. Dorian kissed Mason, and her pussy clenched for relief. This was about pleasure, not some breeding effort. She loved them, and knowing it was real made it a million times better.

“It’s okay; you can fuck each other, too. I’d like to see that.” She slid a condom onto Dorian’s cock.

“We’ve had plenty of that. Right now, it’s about you.” Mason put on protection and grabbed a packet of lube.

Her eyes grew round. This was pure fun fucking, and she wanted them everywhere. Clearly, Mason knew where he wanted to go. The men lifted her from the chair, and Mason sat there. She settled atop him, and his fingers worked the lube into her asshole. Tensing, she paused to take a deep breath then tried to relax. It was far from her first time. At twenty-seven, she’d had plenty of fun!

“Don’t tell me you’ve never had anything here.” Mason pushed gently for entrance.

She nodded. “I like it. I don’t normally have three men though.”

“We’d be shocked if you did.” Jonah leaned over and sucked her breasts.

“Not anymore.” She lowered herself slowly onto Mason’s cock.

Dorian tongued her pussy, and Sammie gasped as she took a little more cock than she’d planned. Getting control, she watched Dorian’s smiling mouth as he sucked and lapped. He avoided her clit, and it only throbbed for more attention.

When she couldn’t go any lower, she squeezed Mason’s member inside of her and he thrust up. Arching back in triumph, she knew she had every bit. She gripped Dorian’s hair and pulled him up her body. One wasn’t enough.

He teased her more, tapping her pussy with his cock until she grabbed him firmly and guided him into her cunt. He leaned over, bracing his hands on the chair, and fucked her hard. Letting her head fall back, she saw the third gorgeous cock. Jonah’s hard member was bare and pulsing for her.

The second her tongue touched his flesh, Jonah groaned and moved closer. She grabbed his sac and sucked his cock as if he were the only man in the world. The sweet ache and stretching inside her body reminded her there were three men giving her pleasure.

She rocked on the two cocks, but the men held her and filled her expertly. They were a hell of a team! All four of them together. She sucked Jonah to his base as he twisted her nipples. She groaned and felt a small release rumbled deep inside of her.

Fingers plucked at her clit, and Sammie writhed for more. The men sped up fucking her, and the dual pressure made her tremble. Jonah came first, filling her mouth with cum that she swallowed quickly.

Dorian watched her do it and thrust inside her again. She could feel the two cocks pressing against each other through her walls. Dorian shifted and hit her G-spot. From great sex to lost in a massive orgasm, she screamed and shook. They held her and deep down she knew she was safe with her guys.

Mason lifted into her ass, and she wiggled as he rubbed her clit again. Dorian stared her down as he fucked her again. This time, he pressed to Mason and let a slow release build for them all. She snapped down on Mason’s cock and held onto Jonah as first Mason then she gave into a slow climax that left them moaning.

Only one hard man was left in the room. Sammie looked at Dorian and wondered how he had such control. He eased from her and tossed the protection aside. Jonah leaned down and sucked at Dorian’s cock.

Sammie felt a tug inside of her. A man sucking cock was something she needed to study up close and often! Mason rubbed her clit, and she shook as Dorian came all over her. Jonah sucked and swallowed his massive member. Squeezing Mason’s cock, she watched Jonah lick the cum off of her body. When he’d cleaned up every drop, she pulled him in for a kiss. This was better than any false memory. It was the real thing. Thank God, those sex tests were over. She’d flunk them all tomorrow!

Chapter Three

“Was that anything like your false memory?” Jonah kissed her mouth and felt her relax against him.

“Better. So much better. This is reality?” she asked.

He pulled her onto the floor and pinched her ass.

Mason dumped his used protection as Dorian reclined on the floor. All eyes were on Sammie even as she stretched out.