by Lili Zander
“I’m going to come,” he hissed, and an instant later, I was swallowing come from one dick as the other spurted on my neck and dripped down my breasts.
I kept still for a few seconds as he finished, and then I drew back and lapped up the last drops from the dick that had been in my mouth. I looked down at the ropes of come that coated my breasts, and I laughed ruefully. “I guess I should shower,” I said.
He smiled lazily. “Join me in my quarters when you are done,” he said. I nodded. I was getting good at recognizing the tone of Bob’s voice. That had been an order.
27
Showered but still naked, I knocked on Bob’s door. The ship was always at a perfect temperature, and I’d grown quite used to walking around with little to no clothes on.
“Come on in,” Bob’s voice spoke, and I entered. He was sitting on his bed, leaning against his headboard. I looked around. He’d redecorated it a couple of times during the week, but today, it once again resembled a Bedouin tent. Rich lushness everywhere.
“Sit,” he indicated, patting the space next to him, and I did as he ordered.
“What?” I asked him. My voice betrayed my nervousness. I’d more or less emotionally blackmailed him to take me with him on his ship. But now, we’d dropped off Larry the Lizard, and Bob’s obligation to me could be considered complete.
“Did you enjoy Cerisu?” he asked me.
I nodded. I didn’t want to go back to Albuquerque, and I was afraid that’s what Bob was going to say next. “Are you taking me back home?” I blurted out.
He looked at me. He avoided my question. “Tell me what you’ve thought about your first week,” he ordered instead.
I heaved a sigh of utter frustration. Great. We were going to do this conversation at Bob’s pace. “It’s been great,” I said.
He shook his head. “No, no. That’s an automatic answer. Think about it. Give me a thoughtful answer.”
“I want to throw something at your head right now, is that thoughtful enough?” I snapped. He just gave me a look, and I paused and thought about his question more. “It’s not a glib answer,” I said. “My life’s been pretty tumultuous.” I leaned on his shoulder, and he put an arm around me. “My parents died. Then being raised by Aunt Mary, realizing that everything she was doing for me, every bit of kindness was just so that I remained docile, amenable to being married off to the leader of her commune…” I shuddered, and Bob’s grip tightened around my waist.
“Nothing’s been steady in my life, not for a long, long time,” I continued after a minute. “I know this isn’t real. I know I’m avoiding real life while I’m hanging out with you. But I’m having a lot of fun. I get to see the universe. And is a little avoidance really all that bad?”
He laced his fingers in mine. “Of course not,” he said, and there was a tinge of humor in his voice. “My entire life is all about avoidance, after all. The sex – that’s good for you?”
I laughed in disbelief. “You know it is,” I retorted. “You can read my mind.” Not at the moment – I was wearing my bracelet. But I rarely had the bracelet on while I was having sex with him.
“Well…” he said. “I know that things are good in the moment. But lust can engulf you, and you might have second thoughts afterward.”
“No second thoughts,” I said firmly.
“In that case,” Bob said, “welcome aboard.”
My relief must have shown on my face, because Bob leaned in towards me, and kissed me on my forehead. “I don’t want you to leave, little human. I’m glad you want to stay.”
I cuddled with him for a while, relaxed, half-asleep. “Bob,” I said after a long moment of silence. I was drained after my countless orgasms in Cerisu, tired beyond belief, and so I spoke before I could second-guess myself into silence. “Can I sleep here with you tonight?”
A smile spread across his face, and the customary cool gleam in his eyes were replaced for an instant by warmth. “Of course, little human,” he said, waving his hands to turn out the light. He lay down next to me, and pulled me into his body, and I felt his warmth, and it felt like beautiful comfort. “Go to sleep, Suzie,” he said softly.
“Good night, Bob,” I replied, snuggling into his body still further. Then, I fell asleep.
28
A year later…
Almost a year ago, I’d been abducted by an alien, Bob, on the instructions of my sadistic ex-boyfriend Larry the Lizard. I was bound on a table and tortured. Dildos were shoved in my mouth, pussy and ass, and Bob had thrust his twin dicks into my body, taking both my virginities (pussy and ass) at one go.
Throughout the ordeal, I should have been petrified with fear. But I hadn’t been afraid. Bob had the ability to read my mind and speak telepathically to me. He had soothed me and calmed me, and I realized that Bob was being forced to play his role by Larry as well.
Larry was dumb, and he had crossed the wrong alien. His attention had eventually wavered briefly, and in that moment, we’d acted in concert, and Larry had been imprisoned. The last I saw of him, we’d dropped him off on the slave world of Edrem, where he was to serve a one-year sentence for his crimes.
And me? For the last year, I had travelled with Bob, choosing to see the universe and chase every sexual experience that intrigued me. In this, Bob was my mentor. He fucked me and dominated me, he educated me and trained me, and together, we were a force to be reckoned with.
I was twenty-four years old, and I was having the best time of my life.
The warning klaxons were loud in my chamber, and I started awake with a curse. I was alone in my room. Sometimes Bob and I slept together, but we’d tacitly kept those nights few and far between. It was smarter that way—he was an alien determined to chase every sexual experience in the galaxy, and it wouldn’t do to get too attached to him. I could only get my heart broken that way.
I groped for a loose t-shirt that fell to mid-thigh and slipped it over my head. Then, I went in search of Bob, to see what the noise was about.
I found him in the main engine room. “What’s the noise?” I shouted, trying to be heard over the din.
He frowned at me. “We are being boarded,” he yelled back, his expression tense. “I’m trying to figure out who and why.” He hit some buttons and furrowed his brow at the screen. Then his shoulders relaxed, and he shook his head with a wry look. “I should have known,” he said, silencing the alarms with a wave of his hand. “He does like to make an entrance.” He looked at me, amused. “Are you up for some play, Suzie? Because George is coming aboard, and I wager he wants you.”
“George?” I squeaked out. “Your friend George? From Edrem?”
Bob rolled his eyes at me, a familiar expression of exasperation on his face. “He isn’t from Edrem,” he corrected me. “He is from my world.”
“He has two dicks as well, in that case?” I asked, my mouth twisting into a grin of anticipation. Fuck me, I was going to have an excellent day. Two dominant aliens. Four dicks. Good times.
Bob laughed out aloud. “Try to keep from panting, Suzie,” he said dryly. I flushed slightly, realizing too late that I wasn’t wearing the bracelet that kept him out of my mind. He could read every one of my lusty thoughts.
“Suzie?” Bob interrupted my reverie. “I don’t have to be here, if you just want a private interlude with George.” He sounded hesitant.
I looked at Bob, puzzled. “What gives?” I asked him.
“We aren’t joined at the hip,” he reminded me. “I don’t automatically expect to participate.”
Now, it was my turn to roll my eyes at him. Sure, I’d done stuff on my own in the last year, and so had he. But I truly did prefer him around. We had an easy connection between us, and I was incredibly comfortable with him. He was my friend. I really, really liked him.
Was there more to my emotions than just liking? I shied away from exploring that train of thought. “Please participate,” I told him.
He grinned. “Get dressed, in that case. George should b
e on board in five minutes or so.”
I nodded at him. “Anything you’d like me to wear?”
“Surprise me,” he said. “Come into my quarters when you are ready.”
I’d been given my orders. I marched off to obey, winking at Bob on my way out.
29
I changed into a black dress that was a favorite of mine. It was long; sweeping the ground, but the fabric was sheer, and the skirt was split up both sides till mid-thigh. The dress was cut in a way that my arms were left bare, and a fair amount of cleavage was on display. I found a necklace I’d picked up in my travels, a large yellow diamond, dangling from a thin chain, and clasped it on. The stone nestled in the valley between my breasts, and I surveyed myself in the mirror, pleased with the effect.
As a final touch, I wore my bracelet to keep both George and Bob out of my mind. I’d probably need to take it off before the serious fun and games, but I was going to hold on to my privacy until that moment. It was good to be a little mysterious sometimes.
George and Bob were lounging on a couple of couches when I knocked and walked in. I tried not to gape as I walked in. Bob was wearing Earth clothes—a pair of navy-blue pants and a grey t-shirt, but George was wearing the clothes most men wore on Edrem – very little. Just a pair of loose linen pants. His chest was tightly muscled, and lightly covered with blond hair. I wanted to sink my hands into that hair with a sudden, painful longing.
“Suzie,” he got up to greet me. He leaned in to kiss me on my cheek and my insides clenched as I smelled his aroma, smoky, spicy and male. “You look as lovely as I remember,” he said smoothly, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught Bob rolling his eyes. I frowned slightly at him, but I ruined the effect by winking discreetly.
George patted the cushion next to him, and I sank into the couch, and he pressed a drink into my hands. I leaned back, content for the moment to listen to their conversation, and I studied George once again.
He was just as gorgeous as I had remembered. He was as tall as Bob, with that same slightly waxy look to his skin. Blond and broad-shouldered, George looked like he could crush me between his large hands, and I was shocked at how much of a turn-on that was.
The men had resumed chatting while I ogled George, and once I was done checking him out, my attention returned to the conversation. “How’s Larry?” I asked, when there was a break.
Bob shot me a look. He knew I felt guilty about sending Larry to a slave world. It was much simpler for Bob. Larry had done us significant harm, and he needed to be punished, and that was all there was to it.
George evidently felt the same way, because he just shrugged. “Alive,” he said. “He only has a month left in Edrem, in any case.”
I didn’t ask how Larry would get back to Earth; I just hoped we wouldn’t have to ferry him there. I was quite certain I never wanted to see him again in my life.
“What a frown, little human,” Bob said from his seat across from me. He shook his head in rebuke. “Drink. Relax.”
“Indeed,” George echoed. He patted his lap. “Come here, Suzie. And take your bracelet off.”
“Why?” I directed the question at both of them. I realized I didn’t really know why Bob always needed to read my thoughts when we fooled around. Surely Bob could intercede if George was doing something that I didn’t want.
“You don’t know?” George sounded surprised. He raised an eyebrow at Bob, who shrugged his shoulders in a classically non-committal gesture.
“Know what?” I asked both of them, and Bob looked at me.
“I’ll explain later, little human,” he said, and I nodded, satisfied. If he told me he’d explain, he would. I trusted him. “Now, why don’t you get on George’s lap?” His tone had changed at that last sentence. That had been an order. The game was on.
I grinned at Bob and George, my excitement rising. I never knew what Bob had in store for me, but since he could read my mind, it was always good. I rose and sat on George’s lap, facing Bob. George’s large hands massaged my shoulders, sliding the straps of my dress off my shoulders, so that the dress fell to my waist, exposing my breasts.
“What pretty little breasts,” he said, his hands cupping them. “How hard do you like to play, Suzie?”
I looked at Bob questioningly. I thought I liked to play pretty hard, but I didn’t know what George’s frame of reference was. He grinned. “She’ll keep up,” he said, sounding amused.
“Excellent,” George purred into my ear. He nibbled a trail of kisses on my jaw, my neck, my shoulders, and I whimpered. Sitting across from Bob, watching the heat rise in his eyes as this big blond alien played with me like I was his personal toy – it just doubled the eroticism of the moment.
Both aliens could read my thoughts, my bracelet sat on the table in front of me. I was exposed, and I liked it. Everything I wanted was out in the open. No pretenses. No false modesty.
“Let’s get the dress off,” Bob ordered. I stood, and the dress fell to the floor, and I was naked before his gaze. I heard George’s growl behind me, and goose bumps rose on my skin. There were two of them. I was practically shivering in excitement.
“Turn around, Suzie,” George ordered, and I obeyed. His eyes raked my body, his fingers reached out and traced my mound. “Very nice,” he said with a twist of his mouth.
“Spread your legs for him, little human.” Bob’s voice spoke behind me, and I obeyed silently, bringing my fingers down to part the folds of my pussy, exposing myself to George’s gaze. Sharp hunger rose in his eyes, and his large hands came forward to clasp my thighs, pushing them open wider for his pleasure.
“You know, Bob,” George remarked, as he brought his face close, so achingly close to my pussy. “You have excellent taste.”
Bob laughed. “Indeed, I do,” he replied. “On your knees, Suzie. Ask George if you can take his cocks in your mouth.”
“I can’t take both his cocks in my mouth,” I thought worriedly to Bob as I knelt. He laughed in my mind, as did George. Shit. I’d forgotten George could hear our conversation as well.
“I don’t expect you to get both in, Suzie,” George said soothingly to me. His hand came out and he cupped my jaw. “But that shouldn’t stop you from trying, should it?”
“No, it shouldn’t,” I replied dutifully. I looked up at George from beneath my lashes. “Please, may I suck your cocks?”
He chuckled. “What a good little pet,” he said. He untied the drawstring of his linen pants and stood up so they fell from his hips. He stepped out of them, then sat back down and gestured for me.
His dicks were as large as Bob’s, but he had thick veins running down his lengths. I licked my lips delicately, before wrapping my hand around one dick, and lowering my head on the other.
I really loved taking a cock in my mouth. I loved the grunts that George made. The helpless growls. The way his large hands tightened in my hair. As long as my mouth was on George’s dick, he was completely in my thrall, and I loved it.
“Stay in the moment,” Bob chided. I rolled my eyes at him, but I paid attention once more to the cocks in my hand and mouth.
I decided I was going to give both these guys one heck of a show. I stuck my tongue out, as far as it could go, and I licked George’s head like it was candy. Both my hands were on his dicks, curling around their hard lengths, stroking them firmly in a steady up-and-down motion that had George making deep, guttural sounds of pleasure in his throat.
“Stop fucking around, Suzie.” Bob’s voice was hard. “Unless you want to get whipped, push your head down on his cock, and take it deep down your throat.”
Hmm. Did I want to get whipped? I wasn’t sure. I bobbed my head down George’s length, and his hands guided me till his cock hit the back of my throat. I swallowed right then, as I’d been taught, and George groaned.
“Fuck, Suzie,” he gasped.
I pulled my mouth back and licked his head again. “Do you like that?” I asked, looking into his eyes, savoring the haze of lust visibl
e there.
“Ah, a tease,” he grunted. “You realize you are going to get punished for teasing?”
I laughed. “I’m counting on it,” I said with a wink, and both Bob and George chuckled. I bent my head back on his cock, and he pushed my head so that he was once again hitting my throat.
I set a rhythm, guided by his hands. My pussy swelled as I felt the waves of arousal coming off George, as I imagined the sight in front of Bob. One of my hands dropped from George’s dick and I moved it to my pussy, stroking myself.
“Tsk, tsk,” Bob chided. “You just have to ask, Suzie.” He sounded indulgent as he moved towards me. He positioned himself so his mouth was underneath my pussy, and my thighs were splayed around his shoulders. “Now, why don’t you get back to George?” he suggested, as his tongue reached out and ran its way down my length in the lightest of strokes.
I arched my back, mewling. My mouth moved, as I’d been ordered, onto one of George’s hard cocks, while my hands rubbed the other one. I sucked my cheeks inwards to create pressure on the outstroke, making sure the flat surface of my tongue made lingering contact with the sensitive underside of his cock.
Bob’s fingers moved at my pussy, parting my folds so his tongue could have easier access. He sucked, and he licked, and his teeth grazed at my clitoris, sending me lurching forward in shocked pleasure, so my throat opened around George’s dick.
“Fuck, whatever that was, get her to do it again,” George groaned. I smiled and repeated the movement, trying to breathe out through my nose while his cock was buried in my throat. When I couldn’t breathe, I pulled out, gasping for breath, then I pushed my head deep down him again. There was a franticness to my motion now, shaped by Bob’s tongue flicking on my clitoris, faster and harder.
Tongue. Mouth. Whimper. Throat. Swallow. Breathe. Groan. Clench. I kept my eyes on George, not even trying to conceal the helpless lust the two of them were creating in me.