Voyage

by C. Paul Lockman

  We kissed. The light from her chest became stronger, more blue, incandescent, overwhelming, and my orgasm began. I knew it would be the biggest I had felt yet. The light solidified into the bright, blue eye I had seen before, and I let myself come under its spell, gazing deeply into its centre as I gave her cunt my last few strokes. “Come in me…” she incanted, “spill your seed into me…” This mantra engorged my cock which swelled, filled with hot semen, and then insisted that I let go. It was as if I were making love to the Universe itself. The whole of matter seemed to flow through me, into her, and time ceased, paused, while a fountain of sperm was pumped deep into her body. Minutes passed while I came. During my orgasm, we kissed, she cradled my head and tousled my hair gently, while she received my cum. Our tongues touched and the orgasm peaked, after perhaps twenty long, hard spurts. Each was so violent as to cause a small shift in our position, weightless as we were, so that we travelled around the roof spaces of the hangar and finally came to rest in a dark corner.

  I finished coming and rested on the Raptor’s breasts. “Thank you, wonderful human”, she said, smiling. I kissed her again, smiled up at her, and we floated together amid the starlight.

  Chapter XXI: Jasira

  I stared open-mouthed at the terminal. While I normally preferred to read the news at breakfast, I couldn’t resist searching for Falik’s encounter last night with the wrestlers. There were a bunch of sites linking to it, and even two different angles. She was on top of one of these enormous men, bouncing up and down on his cock, while the other two stood over her and took turns pushing their cocks into her mouth. The runtime was nearly three hours. Jesus, that girl was something.

  “Morning, lover”, she smiled, joining me at the table. I clicked off the site, returned to the morning news of trade, deep space discoveries and such. “Did you meet anyone interesting last night?”

  I smiled wanly. “Oh, you know. The usual mix. Boring scientists, neurotic anthropologists and self-obsessed administration people. I had a few drinks and called it an early night.”

  She poured herself a drink from a super-lightweight pitcher of orange juice. “So, for example, you weren’t having sex in one of the zero-G storage bays?”

  I dropped my spoon, spilling milk and cereal over the table. “Oh come on, Falik, how the fuck?”

  She was giggling. “Look. Firstly, you can do anything you want, and you’re free to tell me, or not. We’re not a married couple, but we keep running into these matters of jealousy. You saw me with the Interstellar Wrestling team, right? I don’t mind that… actually, it kind of turns me on.”

  I stared at her. What next from this girl? “Yes, I saw you. No, I don’t mind. Yes, I was having sex in the storage area last night. There is…” I hesitated. This was either going to be refreshingly honest, or the dumbest thing I had ever revealed. “There is a Raptor on board. We met at my pre-flight medical and she claimed to want to introduce me to their culture before the mission.” Falik was still grinning.

  “Idiot, I know all about the Raptor! I was part of the committee who placed her in your learning program. I just wanted to know if you had fucked the Captain’s wife yet.”

  The relief was awesome. “Ah….” I laughed, despite myself. “Well, no, I haven’t even met her yet…” Falik dabbed her mouth with a napkin, tapped briefly at the lectern in front of her, and spun it round to show me.

  I gawped. “That…. Is the captain’s wife?” Falik nodded. The girl on the screen was about 20, and astonishingly beautiful in a fair, innocent, Pre-Raphaelite kind of way. She could have been Venus from an 18th Century masterpiece. She had straight, shining hair which touched the bottom of her back, like a cascade of gold. I wanted her immediately. “Jesus.”

  Falik was clearing away her plates. “Ah, the trials of a diplomat… constant self-sacrifice and devotion to duty.” I chuckled with her and we made our way to the first of this morning’s engagements, a lecture-symposium on the ninth planet, Numkli. It covered the newest, slightly crack-pot theories to explain the disappearance of the flourishing and ancient society which had once existed there. Some considered them a ‘lost tribe’, who might even today be roaming the systems in search of a new home. But there was little hard evidence.

  Falik tapped her lectern off at the end of the meeting. “So, are you going to attend the lecture on Betanurian Trade and Politics, or shall I see if the Captain’s wife is free?”

  I weighed up my options in a second. “Well, we passed the orbit of Betanuria yesterday, right?” Falik nodded. “A little late to be learning about it.”

  Falik quoted an email from the Captain’s secretary. “’Owing to her unusual beauty, Jasira remains in an ante-room of the Captain’s quarters almost all the time, to avoid unnecessary hassle from the crew.’ Yeah, apparently everyone who has ever met her wants to fuck her. Quite the catch.”

  I looked at the photo again, and others, showing her walking around her cabin, or staring out at the stars. “How the hell did the Captain snag a girl like her?”

  Falik read the rest of the email. “He won her.” A massive double-take from me. “There was some kind of gambling with dice, and the Captain won. Not around here… that kind of thing has been illegal for centuries. In one of the neighbouring systems, about 18 light-years away. She was a slave girl, daughter of another slave this landowner held, and he wagered her in a high-stakes game. They’re still talking about it, apparently.”

  We were conducted to the Captain’s quarters by a uniformed member of the crew. I was searched for weapons, scanned with a couple of different detectors, and allowed in. Falik was asked to wait outside. “We won’t be seeing this one on the net, but you can tell me all about it later”, she said, with a winning smile.

  The door before me swished open and with a final nod to the guard, I entered. The room was lit only by our own sun, which was noticeably dimmer than a few days ago. She stood by the window, dressed in a long white robe. Her hair hung down her back in a blonde torrent, straight and shining. She looked small, fragile and extremely beautiful. She turned and looked at me.

  “They told me to expect you”. Her voice was small, shy and soft as she glanced me up and down. “Are you like me?”

  I walked a few paces towards her, then stopped. “I am human, like you. No different.”

  She gazed back into space for a moment. “They said you are here to help us. To change how we feel. Is that true? Are you going to change how I feel?”

  She sounded girlish, innocent. I wanted her instantly. “I don’t know. It depends. I only know that I’ve been asked to come here and spend time with you.”

  She laughed. It was wonderful. “’Spend time with me?’ That’s quite a euphemism, isn’t it?” Another giggle. “I know what you’re going to do, and I’m looking forward to it. They let me have a few minutes on the Net each day and I searched for you just before you came in. This is what happened.”

  She walked to a draw in a fine, oak desk by the wall and opened it. “Don’t be embarrassed, will you?” She threw something at me and I caught it. Panties. “Open them up. Go on.” I found a smear of juice which covered the cloth which would have hidden her pussy. It was still a little wet. I breathed it in. Arousal coursed through me.

  “What did you watch?” I asked, putting her panties on the desk and walking to her. She remained by her window, as if the view of the stars calmed her.

  “You… and a girl about my age from the Science Ministry, in a hotel room at the institute. It was the first time you experienced the Multiplier device which made you… it made you… a lot.” She hid behind her hand.

  “It made me ejaculate a lot”. I said for her. “The most I had ever, up to that point”.

  She tried the word. “Ejaculate”. More giggling, behind her hand. “It made you… ejaculate.” I was with her now. Gently, I took her hand. Her skin was slightly cool, but very soft. It felt like it might never have been touched. Or kissed.

  “And I would like to ejaculate insid
e you.” She blushed, turned back to the stars. I went nearer, my feet touching hers, holding her hand. My other hand went around her, bringing her close to me and into a gentle embrace. “Did you hear what I said?”

  She stared out at the stars. “Yes.” She bit her lower lip. “Tell me more”.

  I smiled, kissed her hand. “I would like to kiss every part of you.”

  “Where?” she whispered.

  “Your mouth, your face… your neck.”

  “And then where?”

  “Your breasts, your tummy, your thighs.”

  She was breathing quicker. She swallowed. “And then… where?”

  I brought my mouth to her ear. “Your pussy. I want to kiss your pussy.”

  She seemed to go slightly weak at the knees. “Really?”

  I nodded, smiled at her. Finally, she turned to face me. “Where?”

  Mouth at her ear again, tongue emerging to lick her earlobe. “I want to kiss, lick and make love to your pussy”. I whispered it slowly.

  “Make love?” she whispered back, enjoying this game.

  “I want to push my penis inside you, very slowly and deeply. Would you like that?”

  In response, she opened her mouth slightly and kissed me. Between kisses she said, “yes, I want it” and then slipped her tongue into my mouth. “Show it to me”. I took a step back and lowered my pants to reveal myself. I was rock-hard and my tip pointed straight at the lower part of her belly.

  “It is bigger than it looks on the Net… and wider.” She reached down to take it in her hands, toying with my foreskin. Her fingers were slightly cold, refreshingly so. I became harder still. “Would you like to see how wet I am?”

  Without another word, she reached down to gather up her white gown at her feet, and pulled it all the way up and off. She was naked beneath. She dropped the gown, shook out her hair and smiled lustfully at me. “I’ve never said this before… it feels so naughty….”

  I caressed her face, kissed her gently. “You can say anything you want. It is just you and me.”

  She took a breath and said, “I want you to touch me…. My…. “ She obviously loved breaking these small rules she had imposed on herself. “I want you to touch my pussy”. She was crimson, but loved infringing upon the taboo. “And kiss it. Please?”

  I kissed her mouth once more, then knelt in front of her. She had beautifully soft, white skin. Her tummy had tiny hairs, which I smoothed with my fingers, following the contour down to her mound. She was unshaven, something I’d almost never seen on Takanli, and soft, blonde curls hid her secret place.

  “Why don’t we go to the bed?”

  She shook her head. “I want you to kiss me there while I look at the stars.” I smiled as she turned to gaze out at her favourite view. She parted her legs a little, leaned back against the glass. Cute little silver trails of wetness had formed on her pussy lips. I brushed my thumb against them, spreading her juice to her clit, and then slipping my thumb inside her. She squirmed slightly. Then my tongue found her clit.

  She began to gently writhe against the glass. I pointed my tongue and slid up the little hood of her clit, exposing her sensitive bud. She came, closing her legs around my head. I gave her a second to recover and built her up again, firm, slow strokes on her clit which produced a second orgasm. She was oozing tasty wetness from her opening. She was ready.

  There was a soft tone behind me. The door? Jasira seemed surprised. “We are busy”, she called. Then she stopped, staring around distractedly at the wall, then the ceiling. She took my cock in her hand and began stroking as she listened, as if to a distant birdsong or a piece of music she was trying to identify.

  “Do you wish to know the secrets of time travel?” she asked, still staring absently around. Her hand was rhythmical on my cock.

  “What?” Hard to concentrate.

  “My husband’s secretary is outside. He wishes to join us, to learn from you and to enjoy me once more. He says that he has in his possession a Red Cube from a distant system. The Cube contains research data which makes Time Travel possible, at least theoretically, and that he understands you might find it useful.” She stopped, looked at me, then down at my cock. “Is that alright with you?”

  I wasn’t sure what to say. Quickly considering my options, I recognised the possibility. I could go home, to Earth, the same way I had come, and then travel back to the time before everything went wrong, and warn them! My heart leapt in my chest.

  I tried to control my excitement, lest it give away too much. I barely knew these people, but suddenly world-changing secrets were being offered. I played it cool.

  “Sure.” The door quickly swished open and the secretary came in to the darkened room.

  “Apologies for the telepathy with Jasira, but there was no easy way to get a moment alone with you. We travel a great deal, as you can imagine”, he paused to look down at my cock, which was still enjoying Jasira’s gentle hands, “and we pick up a variety of information.” He was undressing as he spoke. “Two years ago we were transporting some high-technology parts to a remote planet known for its scientific research. I spent some time in the bar”, he was naked now, standing by us both, watching her stroke me, “and met a girl who eventually gave me this.” He handed me the Red Cube – a massive amount of stored information – and embraced Jasira.

  She switched her attentions to him, but deliberately put her back to me and pushed back into me a little, prompting me to caress her ass, perhaps to slip my cock into her from behind. “Xathan”, she breathed, as he sucked her breasts. Her right hand went behind and found my cock, stroking me again, and pointing my cock downward, under her ass, to her pussy. I rubbed the tip against her wetness, found her seeping entrance, and gently pushed inside. Holding her close, I noticed Xathan kneel down to kiss her tummy and pussy. I was wary of him, just slightly. I didn’t think I was bisexual, but I guessed what Falik said about Cruiser rides being sex, sex and more sex, was proving true.

  Her cunt felt wonderful and I eased my cock gently in and out. Xathan’s tongue was probing her clit. I could feel the additional wetness from his saliva. Jasira was loving this attention, moaning gently as his tongue and my cock pleased her.

  Xathan stood, kissed her deeply and pressed his erection against her belly. He looked at me. “May I?” he smiled. I gently withdrew, enjoying the coolness of the conditioned air on my slick, lubricated cock. He sat her on the oak desk, parted her legs and was quickly inside her. She lay back and let him fuck her. They had clearly done this many times. I watched them, stroking despite myself. He had the kind of body which had taken work – sculpted, almost body-builder type – and I watched, amused, as his glutes flexed with each forward thrust.

  Before he could come, Jasira kissed him and whispered something I couldn’t hear. He withdrew, a little reluctant. He was big, probably as big as me, I thought. “She wishes to have us both at once. This will be something of an experiment. Are you comfortable with that?” He was confident, and if having another man around was a problem, he wasn’t showing it.

  “Of course.” I was still rock-hard from watching the show. Jasira came down from the desk, kissed us both in turn and took hold of my cock again. “I want you both in my…” she still couldn’t bring herself to say it. “Both of you at the same time… in my… pussy”. She bid me lie on the floor and quickly straddled me. Her small, pert breasts hung invitingly and I sucked them as she lowered herself onto me and slipped my erection inside her. Behind her, Xathan was kneeling, dribbling saliva onto his cock and smearing more on and around Jasira’s vagina. He took hold of her hips and calmed our thrusting, long enough to place his cock alongside mine. I felt the lubrication, and the warmth of his cock. He pushed forward, deep enough to nestle the head of his cock in her pussy. I withdrew slightly to give him more room, and he pushed further in.

  Jasira then began a slow, steady rhythm, backing down onto us both and giving us a small, pleasurable stroke each time. I kissed her. Lustfulness had taken c
omplete control of this shy, beautiful girl and she tongued my mouth at every opportunity. Xathan was licking her back and neck, and passed a hand around to find her clit and play with it. She came dozens of times, little muscular squeezes pleasing us both.

  Xathan was ready to come, he announced, and asked where Jasira would like it. She reached behind, very gently brought out his cock from her pussy, and placed at the entrance to her ass. Xathan chuckled, dropped more saliva on his cock and a lubricating drizzle on her anus, and pushed his cock into her tiny, hot opening. We established a new rhythm which pleased everyone, especially Jasira, and by the time Xathan was groaning as his orgasm began, my sperm was journeying up into my cock. As he spurted inside her ass, I emptied my balls into her succulent young cunt.