Lure of the Sirens
A Sci-Fi Choose Your Own Erotic Story
By Callista J. Hawkes
@CallistaJHawkes
Text Copyright © 2015 Callista J. Hawkes
All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be copied or reproduced
in any format, electronic or otherwise without prior written permission.
Cover photo © Maxahner/ Dreamstime Stock Photos & Stock Free Images
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This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, alive or dead, is
purely coincidental. All persons portrayed in this eBook are 18 years of age
or older.
This eBook contains sexually explicit situations and terms and is intended for
a mature audience only.
Introduction
As a choose your own Erotic story, this book contains multiple paths leading
to several different endings. At the end of each section, you will generally be given two or more choices. To progress, simply select your preferred option
to continue the story. (No need for the page-flicking back and forth of
similar books of yesteryear!) When you reach an ending, you can either skip
back to the previous choice or choose to go to the chapter menu. Here you
can start the story from the very beginning and enjoy an alternative path
through the whole story, or skip to a later section to see how events might
play out differently.
You enter the smoky, grimy, neon lit interior of the bar. It’s been a while since you’ve been as far out on the rim as the asteroid mining colony
in the Altair system. It was a hole when you were here last and it hasn’t
improved with age. You’ve been in some dives in your time, but this place
takes the prize. Still, after a week squeezed into the cramped interior of your ship, the Eclipse, even this hole will have to do. As you push through a
throng of particularly rough looking Proxians, their deep set yellow eyes
glare at you maliciously, their razor sharp claws flexing. Your hand rests on
the blaster hanging from your gun belt and they decide discretion is the
better part of valour. As you reach the bar, a slimy looking, thickset barman
looks up as you. Unlike some of the clientele, he isn’t literally slimy: He’s
human, just about.
“Trent! As I live and breathe!” The barman grins, a gold tooth glinting
under the neon lights.
“I was kinda hopin’ you weren’t.” You reply sardonically. A pretty
Vixian girl in a shimmering sequin dress standing next to you at the bar
stifles a chuckle. The barman’s smile falters slightly, but he quickly recovers.
“You’re a funny guy, Trent.” He replies. “Always said that about you.
Haven’t seen you on the Rock for a while. What brings you back here?”
The Rock is the affectionate name given to this mining colony, given
that it is built into the side of the largest asteroid in the Altair belt. The
colony was briefly abandoned decades ago when the bottom fell out of the
Altairium ore market, but it was quickly taken over by pirates, smugglers and
other criminal organisations.
“Work.” You reply. “That, and this fine establishment.”
“Very kind of you to say.” The barman smiles, your sarcasm lost on
him. “Now what are you having?”
A pint of Andromedan Ale (The best this side of Proxima)
A shot of Abyssynth (The oh-so-wittily titled locally distilled Absinthe)
Ask the barman for information
“Andromedan Ale.” You growl, tossing your credit crystal across the bar.
“Sure thing Trent.” The barman grins, scanning the crystal and tossing
it back to you. As he pours the frothy green tinged ale, you glance around at
the collection of reprobates, cutthroats and thieves. You always feel
strangely at home in this kind of company, which makes you wonder just
what that says about you. The barman slides the pint glass across the bar
and you lift it to your lips, taking a good, healthy swig. Next to you at the
bar, you notice the pretty Vixian girl’s eyes flick towards you. You’ve never
travelled to Vix IV, but you’ve always found the exotic Vixian women
strangely alluring with their pale blue skin, long, lustrous dark purple hair
and tall, slender figures. Apart from their colour, the Vix, externally at least are humanoid, though they are spoken of reverently throughout the galaxy
for their sexual prowess. Though you’ve come here for work, you are
tempted to try your luck.
Strike up a conversation with the Vixian girl
Ask the barman for information
“A shot of Abyssynth.” You growl, tossing your credit crystal across the bar.
“Sure thing Trent.” The barman grins, scanning the crystal and tossing
it back to you. As he pours a glass of the clear, blue spirit, you glance around at the collection of reprobates, cutthroats and thieves. You always feel
strangely at home in this kind of company, which makes you wonder just
what that says about you. The barman slides the shot glass across the bar
and you raise it to your lips. Next to you at the bar, you notice the pretty
Vixian girl’s eyes flick towards your drink.
“You must be brave to drink that.” She remarks, gazing pointedly at
your Abyssynth. “I’d sooner drink bleach.”
You down the vile liquid, immediately screwing your face up at the
awful taste and the burning sensation in the back of your throat as the liquid
makes its way down your gullet.
“I’d imagine bleach tastes better too.” You remark, pushing the empty
glass away. The Vixian girl smiles at you. You’ve never travelled to Vix IV, but you’ve always found the exotic Vixian women strangely alluring with their
pale blue skin, long, lustrous dark purple hair and tall, slender figures. Apart from their colour, the Vix, externally at least are humanoid, though they are
spoken of reverently throughout the galaxy for their sexual prowess. Though
you’ve come here for work, you’re tempted to pursue the conversation and
try your luck.
Introduce yourself to the Vixian girl
Ask the barman for information
“Trent.” You grin, turning towards the pretty Vixian.
“Elira.” She returns your smile, her startlingly red eyes flicking in your
direction. “You’re an Earthman aren’t you?”
“Guilty as charged.” You admit.
“I’ve never had a problem with Earthmen.” Elira replies. “I know many
of the other older races find you young upstarts an annoyance, but I’ve
always been rather fond of you.”
“On behalf of the Earth Alliance, I thank you.” You reply with a little
bow. Elira laughs, turning to you, giving you her full attention. Her tight
fitting sequin dress shimmers in the neon lights of the bar and your eyes are
drawn to the low cut neckline and a fine pale blue cleavage.
“What are you doing in this awful place?” She asks, either oblivious or
indifferent t
o your shameless gaze.
“I was beginning to ask myself the same thing.” You reply, tearing your
eyes from her breasts. “Though if I wasn’t here, I wouldn’t be fortunate
enough to be chatting to such a beautiful Vixian.”
“You’ve very kind.” She smiles, her face flushing a slightly darker shade
of blue. “I’ve never spent any time with an Earthman. Perhaps I should have
done if they’re all as charming as you.”
She takes a sip from her drink, a strange purple concoction, while her
hypnotic red eyes study you for a moment.
“So Trent, you want to get out of here?” She asks, raising an eyebrow.
Leave with Elira
Make your apologies and ask the barman for information
“I thought you’d never ask.” You grin. Pleased, she returns your smile and you leave the bar, walking out into the bustling street which forms the
main thoroughfare for the colony’s spaceport. Overhead, beyond the
latticework of the protective dome, the stars twinkle and the tumbling rocks
of the asteroid belt hurtle past. As always, it is a balmy evening, the dome
acting like a giant greenhouse for the Altairian sun. The street, awash with
gaudy neon signs and battered advertising boards is full of drunken spacers,
vendors selling street meats of dubious origin and ropey looking women of
ill repute of various different species. As you walk together, Elira flashes you a wicked grin before tugging at your hand and pulling you into a narrow
litter strewn alleyway. You follow her and she pulls you behind some wide
pipes, presumably a relic of the colony’s mining days, emerging from the
floor like tree trunks before bending over the roofs of the buildings to either side. As soon as you disappear from view behind them, she grabs you by the
collar, pulling you to her, her lips press to yours and her tongue spears
hungrily between your lips. As you kiss her back, her passion infectious, you
embrace her, her firm breasts pressed against your chest. After a moment,
she pulls back slightly, her nimble fingers quickly work down your chest,
unfastening your buttons before pulling your shirt open. She pulls back, her
eyes drinking you in.
“I find you Earthmen so intriguing.” She murmurs, running her slender
blue fingers over your chest. “Your skin is so pale, like a blank canvas.”
“You like what you see?” You smile at the irony, finding her pale blue
skin similarly fascinating. She nods, her gaze moving back up to your face.
“Perhaps you would like to see a bit more of me.” She purrs, her pale
red eyes locked on yours. “You haven’t been able to take your eyes off my
cleavage.”
She reaches behind her neck and pulls at the zip, your eyes widening
as she tugs the dress off her shoulders and pulls it down. A sigh escapes your
lips as her pert breasts are revealed to you, her dark blue nipples erect and
contrasting with the soft pale blue of her fleshy mounds. She smiles, clearly
enjoying your lustful expression.
“Beautiful.” You murmur. She smiles at the compliment before turning
her back to you and pulling the dress down. You watch enthralled as she
peels it down to her waist and with a little wiggle of her hips, her firm
buttocks are revealed before she allows the tight garment to slide down her
long, slender legs to her feet. She turns around, boldly displaying her naked form to you. You can feel your pulse racing and a tightening in your groin as
you gaze upon the beautiful Vixian girl before you. Her dark purple hair
cascades down to her pert breasts, her waist is slender and her thighs toned.
Your eyes drift to the patch of curls between her legs, her pubic hair the
same dark purple as her hair. You take her back into your arms, pressing
your lips to hers. She reaches down and unbuckles your belt, hooking her
hands into your waistband, pulling your trousers and underpants down as
one. You gasp as you feel her slender fingers wrap around your rapidly
hardening cock. You slide your hands down her back and she moans softly
into your mouth as your hands caress her firm buttocks. She breaks the kiss,
her pale red eyes smouldering with desire.
“What would you like to do next?” She smiles.
Press her up against the wall and slide your cock inside her
Go down on her
Have her suck your cock
You grasp her buttocks and pick her up, pressing her against the wall.
She smiles, breathless with excitement as you prepare to enter her.
“Fuck me.” She murmurs. “Slide your pale cock inside me.” You
suppress a smile at her slightly awkward dirty talk. She hitches one of her
legs up and guides the tip of your cock to her juicy slit, biting her lower lip in anticipation. You thrust your shaft up inside her, both of you groaning in
unison as you slide your length deep inside her pussy. With your hands
supporting her firm buttocks, she wraps her long slender legs around your
hips and you begin to pump your cock into her. Her groans turn to moans,
her hands gripping your back as you vigorously thrust into her. She presses
her lips back to yours, kissing you aggressively. She pulls away, her eyes
blazing with lust.
“Fuck me harder.” She cries out. You obey, ramming your cock up her,
the velvety walls of her pussy slick with her juices.
“Yes Trent, yes!” She screams as she arches her back and shudders as
a powerful climax consumes her. Her body quivers and trembles and Elira
grins broadly as waves of pleasure radiate out from her pussy. Her eyes
close and she pants, her chest heaving against you as she catches her
breath.
“Not bad Earthman.” She smiles, her pale red eyes flicking open. “But
don’t stop on my account.” You return her smile and resume your pumping.
As you find a rhythm, you notice that her pussy seems to clench at the base
of your cock before sliding upwards, effectively milking your shaft.
“That’s different.” You pant.
“Your Earth women can’t do that?” Elira grins. You shake your head
and she squeezes her pussy muscles harder, before running them up your
length. It feels almost like a hand pumping you. “You like that?”
You groan and nod enthusiastically, no longer pumping but holding
still as her pussy muscles stroke your cock. The unique sensation is too much
and you can feel the tension building in your balls.
“I’m getting close.” You warn her, suddenly wondering what a mixed
race Human/Vixian offspring would look like.
“Yes, come inside me.” She shrieks gleefully, before pulling back
slightly and studying your face. “Unless you have a better idea?” She asks,
raising an eyebrow.
Come inside her
Ask her to finish you off with her mouth
Come on her breasts
“No, that sounds good to me.” You grunt through gritted teeth as her pussy continues to caress your cock.
“Come for me.” She hisses, her red eyes gleaming and her lips curling
into a smile as she watches you close in on your climax. “I want to feel you
erupt inside me.” Her hands claw at your back and she presses her lips back
to yours, your tongue slipping and sliding over hers. Her breasts are crushed
against y
ou and you can feel the hard buds of her blue nipples pressed
against your chest. You wish you had your hands free to explore them, but
they are still supporting her weight as you plough into her. Your own
thrusting combined with the amazing sensations from the muscles of her
pussy are too much and with one final loud grunt, you explode inside her.
“Yes Trent!” She gasps. “Fill me with your seed!” Your cock pulses
again and again, the milking action her pussy muscles prolonging your climax
until it feels as if she is drawing every last drop of your semen from your
balls. Finally, completely spent, your wilting cock slips from her and you
carefully lower her back to the ground.
“That… was… incredible.” You tell her as you catch your breath,
slumping against the wall.
“You weren’t so bad yourself Earthman.” She grins, before leaning
forward and tenderly pressing her lips to yours. She breaks the kiss and
takes a couple of steps back, studying you.
“Of course, Vixian women tend to devour their mates after coupling.”
Elira tells you. “Why do you think you see so few Vixian males?” Naked and
several paces from your blaster, you suddenly feel very vulnerable. She
steps towards you, baring her teeth, the exotic sexy woman replaced by a
dangerous predator. You take a step backwards, feeling the wall behind you.
No wonder she dragged you down this darkened alley: It’s a dead end and in
more ways than one. The literal femme fatale takes one more step towards
you before the corner of her mouth twitches and she erupts into laughter.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” Elira laughs, her eyes glinting with
amusement. “You Earthmen are just too gullible!”
“You bitch!” You reply hotly, before breathing a sigh of relief.
“Trust me, the only part of you I would consume, you would have no
objection to me swallowing.” She smiles before giving you a wink. “So long
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