by Ken Rivers
We finally embraced, ripping the clothes off each other and drinking in the most privacy we’d ever had. We sucked and licked and cuddled and started again two or three times. All while on the wood floor, and a couple of times on a sofa on the first floor. We finally made it to our bed on the second floor.
“Are there bears on Levan?” I asked as I licked and caressed her.
“Huh?”
“Guess not. Never mind.”
We slowed, locked eyes, and started to drown in our passion for each other again. Clothes long gone down on the first floor, the slap and slip of skin echoed through our dream home.
A scratch of wood and a low feline growl stopped us dead in our sex-tracks.
Yari pushed me right off. “Pusi?”
Up the stairs came our Pusani hero, one of the three goddesses on the cannons that stopped a galaxy-ending event.
Next up the stairs was Lana. She flew up then exploded in her trademark green ball of light and grabbed Yari by the shoulders. “What did you say to those humans? I’ve never seen them be so efficient in their kindness and plans for captives. Wow. You two are incredible!”
“No,” I said, “we’re not incredible, yet. Lana, Pusi, come here, baby girls.” In moments, I was swallowed up and drowning in nipples and different-shaped clits and slightly different smells. It was surprising what stayed the same between completely different species.
I heard the mechanical whir of something in a high alcove in the entrance of the house. After a few seconds of naked adventuring through the front of the house, I found it.
A camera, simple enough. Anybody could’ve acquired it if they tried. But I knew a person who was full-on committed to the endeavor of sexually explicit video recordings.
“B! You get your red-headed ass out here right now!”
She slipped out from under the wooden stairwell all camouflaged and ready to stay hidden for days at a time. “Wow. Saw it on the first night?”
“B, come here,” I said. I put my arm around her. I was ready for her to punch me in the stomach at any point, but she didn’t pull away. It was always a respect thing with us. She gave me shit because we knew we were on the same team. “Close your eyes,” I said.
She did, and I went in for the meaningful kiss. My lips hit hers half dry and half wet at first. Our flavors mixed and we became one. I spoke as I licked her and kissed her neck. “I don’t think you need cameras anymore, B.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. But I’m gonna keep track of your ass nonetheless.”
And so, I lived happily there in the wooden cabin on an alien planet with my alien wife and family of sexy heroes. It wasn’t long after that when Yari became pregnant. What did surprise me though was when Pusi, B, and Lana all got pregnant as well.
All in all, not bad for a career-ending gig. I think if I were to give advice to anybody it’d have to be, you don’t always have to fuck her hard. In fact, sometimes that’s not the right thing to do. Sometimes, you gotta kill a Kaiju.
THE END
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