Dirty Girls

by Rodzil LaBraun

  The creepy looking animal slithered around like a snake between nibbles of its processed food. The label on its cage declared it to be a Savrad. Just like the Tigritari, it didn't pay much attention to us, but was hungry for the food provided.

  The third exotic creature looked to be the most intelligent. It had a chubby body with short legs, but very long arms like an ape. From head to toe it couldn't have been more than two feet tall, but its upper limbs were at least that.

  A large triangular head with big eyes gave it that koala look, despite its monkey-like body. Mouth and nose were tiny in comparison, and there were no visible ears. Fuzzy pumpkin orange hair stood on end over all its body like it had just been victim of an extended hair dryer session.

  "Does it always stare at us like that?" I asked.

  "No," Cinnamon replied with concern. "The Pithynos doesn't usually look at us at all when we come to feed it. I'm not sure what has gotten into it today. The thing isn't even touching its food."

  Pithynos. That was the official name of the animal, but it was greatly in need of a nickname. Something that flowed proficiently from the tongue. "I think that I'll call it Teddy," I informed my sexy friend.

  "Why Teddy?"

  "It reminds me of a teddy bear, only with Stretch Armstrong arms."

  After notifying me that she didn't know what either of those were, she said, "I forgot. I promised Coffee that she could feed the animals this evening. We're about an hour too early. Maybe that's why the pith... That's why Teddy isn't hungry."

  "Should we invite her down here with us?" I asked.

  "Yes. She would like that, I'm sure. Do you mind waiting here for me?"

  Cinnamon was only gone for a few minutes when she went to retrieve Coffee. Initially, I wasn't sure why she didn't just message her instead. Then I thought that maybe she wanted to keep this security breach of mine off the system. I didn't know how likely it would be for Sage to visit the lower section of the spaceship or view it with the camera feed.

  Teddy was easily the most fascinating of the three trapped animals in my opinion. The fact that its gaze never wavered had to be a factor. I squatted down in front of its cage.

  "What's going on, Teddy?" I asked with my baby talk voice. The one I used for dogs and other pets. I also had the habit of using it when mocking one of my siblings.

  "Nothing," it replied, mimicking the human expression for frustration.

  "Oh shit!" I fell backwards in shock, catching myself with my hands on the floor before my rump could touch the cold steel surface. I stared at it in disbelief.

  "You must be the new male," it said to me like this was a normal conversation between people meeting on the street. It didn't appear to be overly impressed. Maybe even disappointed.

  "She didn't tell me that you can talk," I said as I recovered the jolt and returned to my squatting position.

  "She doesn't know."

  "Why not?"

  Teddy shrugged his shoulders before replying, "We don't usually address the females of another species. Besides, you are the first person on the ship to ask me a question."

  "So, none of the girls know that you can speak our language?"

  "Apparently not," it grumbled. What I had first taken as an angry voice turned out to be its regular manner of speaking. I was still in shock to be having a conversation with an alien teddy bear, but it didn't prevent me from continuing.

  "Are you male also then?" I asked. He nodded, apparently knowing common human gestures well. I was brand new to reading Pithynos body language, but he appeared to be proud of his sex as he drew in a deep breath. "My name's Kash. What should I call you?"

  "Our names don't translate into the human language, so you can continue to call me Teddy if you like."

  I then heard Cinnamon coming down the steps with Coffee. They were still fifty feet away. Then Honeysuckle informed them that I was in here talking to myself.

  "Should I keep this a secret?" I asked.

  "I don't care," he announced with a complete lack of enthusiasm. Whether that was part of his natural manner or a result of his lengthy confinement, I did not know. Then he dragged his plastic food tray to the back of his cage before sitting down to eat. I definitely got the impression that he was done communicating for a while.

  "Who are you talking to in here?" Coffee asked with a grin as she entered the forward hold. She had also washed the dirt from her skin already, which made her presence as dazzling as the other hot chick in the room.

  "Teddy," I replied. I still wasn't sure if I should reveal the intelligence of the Pithynos. He wasn't all that interested in talking to the girls. He claimed that I was the only one that he had spoken to so far. Maybe there was a reason for that. This connection could also be used to my advantage.

  "Which one is Teddy?" Coffee asked.

  Cinnamon pointed to the cage holding the smallest of the exotic animals. I could no longer consider Teddy a mere animal, though. He was an alien that spoke our language. I didn't know if he posed a danger to the crew, otherwise I would be compelled to lobby for his freedom. But now was not the time for that.

  "The rude one?" Coffee asked as she squatted down in front of Teddy's cage. The desirable darling drew my attention to her sexy body anytime she walked into a room, regardless of what phenomenal discoveries had just been made. Dropping low within my reach made her even more alluring.

  As Coffee attempted communication with the short alien I examined her bubbly butt stretching her uniform shorts. A gap appeared between her two pieces of clothing to reveal several inches of skin on her lower back and the first inch of her ass crack. Lines widened and narrowed on the communication expert's smooth brown skin to look like an ink delivery system.

  Cinnamon had remained standing at my side. I looked up to find her staring directly at me. She caught me looking at another girl, but she did not appear to be overly offended. I decided to take a chance.

  While Coffee was still leaning forward, hunched down, spewing off questions for Teddy that he ignored, I carefully moved one of my forefingers to the top of her shorts. I had the second knuckle well into the crack of her lovely bottom before I made actual contact.

  Luckily, she was not alarmed enough to spin around or swat at me. Instead, she simply asked, "What are you doing back there?"

  "Exploring new regions," I replied. I heard my girl Cinnamon laughing. "Uncharted territory awaiting discovery."

  "A self-guided expedition?" she asked with a provoking backward glance.

  "Is there a guide available?" I responded as I slowly pulled my finger back out of her shorts.

  "Cinnamon?" Coffee glanced upward. "Do you want to be Kash's guide?"

  "To your ass? No thanks."

  There was an extended moment of silence as Coffee shifted her attention to the other animals, still slightly upset that we had deprived her of the duty of feeding them. I had created an awkward moment. I should have known that my actions would do that, but I just got so horny around these women.

  "Okay," Cinnamon got our attention with a huff. Hopefully I hadn't offended her too terribly. "It is time for me to get some work done."

  Honeysuckle and Coffee were both informed about the cargo shifting work that she was about to perform. For safety reasons, she needed everyone to clear completely out of the cargo holds. Manipulating the storage cubes with the robotic loader between the three sections would be much trickier with people around. The plan to temporarily use the walkway was an additional concern.

  Honey was permitted to remain in her maintenance section which was off to the side of the main hold, away from the activity. But Coffee and I were told to return to the upper level. My assistance or supervision was not required. I got the feeling that I'd have to smooth things over with Cinnamon later.

  "Are you busy with anything right now?" Coffee asked as we strode up the steps together, her strong scent wafting through the air.

  "Not really," I answered, hoping that she was interested in spending more time togeth
er.

  "Good," she said as we crested the stairway, her delicate hand finding mine. "I have something that I want to show you."

  I followed eagerly as she led me past the doors to Cinnamon's room and the medical bay across the hall. Both were currently closed. Vanilla declared earlier that Strawberry would be moving into her own quarters tonight. Privacy was evidently needed to prep the tiny redhead for that transition.

  The next door down on the right was to Coffee's bedroom. We hurriedly stepped inside and allowed the door to close behind us. I wasn't sure if she was hiding or just eager to show me something.

  Coffee's assigned room was the same size as the other quarters, but she had decorated her personal space significantly more. Photos and maps peppered the doors of the lockers and the few sections of bare wall. Some pictures were spatial views of planets. Others held glimpses of the space station interiors. Those caught my attention the most. Two of the maps were star charts which meant little to me. The largest posting on the wall, though, was a detailed map of Infinity Station Vega. That was home to all three of my favorite dirty girls.

  I was so intrigued by the images that I barely noticed Coffee hop onto the bed on her hands and knees. I had assumed that she was reaching for something just beyond her sleeping platform to show me. Instead, she grabbed the waistband of her shorts.

  The motion of her uniform pants being pulled down to her thighs at a tantalizing pace caught my immediate attention. She was not wearing any panties underneath. Her beautiful face turned to look back at me seeking approval as I examined her incredible dark ass.

  Coffee's hind end was a little large for her petite body, but an absolutely spectacular sight. The circuitry of her tattoo stopped just an inch short of her crack, which highlighted the special place between her cheeks and thighs.

  Her puckered asshole stared right at me, the exact same color as her cheeks. I never had a girlfriend, or even seen a stripper, where there wasn't a darker shade of skin in that area. Though that particular body orifice was not my favorite, the smooth caramel skin made it extremely enticing.

  Just below it rested the perfect form of a hamburger bun turned on its end. There was no sign of hair, not even a darker shade of skin where it had been removed. Her vagina lips were so small that they were barely visible between the two perfect sections of the bun. No pink was showing either, but that just made me want to pry it open to see.

  "Wow," I said, bringing a huge grin to her face. "That looks delicious."

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE:

  "You'll never know until you taste it," Coffee replied naughtily.

  I hesitated, just in case it was just a tease. She held her ground, though, dropping her head to look back at me between her thighs. I pulled her shorts the rest of the way off of her legs and over her shoes. Her footwear made her ankles look like perfect little handles should I get the opportunity to spread her legs wide in the missionary position later. So, I left the shoes on.

  Coffee watched intently with her forehead down on her mattress, back arching to push her pussy up toward me. She also spread her knees farther apart to give me easier access. This was happening.

  I hadn't always been the most unselfish lover, but my last girlfriend helped me improve in that department. Not by instructions, though. Her overly considerate nature just compelled me to do more for her. I was feeling the same way toward Coffee even though we had just recently met. I knew that if it weren’t for the fact that I was the only man around, this spicy young thing would definitely be considered out of my league.

  I gently groped her tight ass with both hands before using my thumbs to spread apart her pussy lips. Her body modifications thankfully did not include a discoloring of the inside of her vagina. A funky shade in that special hole would have been a deterrent for my penis, or my tongue.

  The smell of a fresh cup of java was at its strongest when my nose approached her posed rear end, but the scent was also sweeter. I placed my lips firmly against hers before poking my tongue into the pink. I heard her suck in a deep breath and hold it. I then methodically licked up and down both sides before plunging into the hole again as far as I could reach. Heavy breathing informed me that my efforts were appreciated.

  I had trouble reaching her clit without shoving my nose too deep into her cunny, which was getting wetter by the second. So, I gave up on it after just one frustrating attempt. I wasn't sure how long she wanted me to spend down there, but I didn’t plan on stopping until I received a clear signal.

  I even continued to tongue away as she pulled her shirt over her head. I grabbed her hips to pull her back onto my face, reaping some giggles from the hot and bothered maiden. It wasn't until she forced an ass rotation, raising one slender leg into the air, that I had to let go.

  Other than the sexy shoes, she was completely nude when she rolled onto her back. Her small breasts jiggled like thin layers of gelatin as she positioned herself on the bed. Once situated, she grabbed her own ankles and pulled them up to her shoulders before spreading them wide. The view was absolutely stunning, but I only gawked for a moment. Her delicious pussy begged for more oral attention.

  I went straight for the neglected bump at the tip of the expresso taco. Her legs began vibrating almost immediately as I sucked and rubbed it forcibly with my tongue. After less than a minute she pushed my head away.

  I pulled back and wiped my mouth on the back of my forearm. While I took a moment to enjoy the view, Coffee released her ankles and rolled forward into a sitting position. As I unbuttoned my shirt as she feverishly worked at the button and zipper on my pants, mumbling about outdated fastening techniques. My shirt was off by the time she had my zipper down.

  I watched with fascination as she smiled up at me, gently tugging my cargo shorts to the floor. My erection was already pushing my boxers to their limits. My sexy new lover grabbed it through the thin fabric and proceeded to complement me on the length, girth and firmness. She had not been in contact with a woody for two years, she explained.

  Impatiently, I thumbed my waistband, eager to free willy. Once removed, she grabbed my bobbing boner enthusiastically, giggling like a schoolgirl. Her hands began to work the shaft as she tilted her head back and forth to get a clear view. She was curiously examining my goods. I regretted not taking the time to shave my balls since being on board. We were not permitted a razor in prison, and there was no reason for a straight guy to shave down there anyway in the pen.

  I used the fingers of my right hand to caress her cheek and chin. When my thumb brushed across her lips, she knew what I wanted.

  Coffee's technique was perfect and well-paced for my depraved condition. Several licks around the mushroom head got it wet enough to slide her lips over it. She stared up at me with those gorgeous brown eyes as she playfully bobbed her lovely face up and down the first three inches of my cock. The sight was every bit as arousing as the pleasure pulsating through my flesh.

  My hand had moved slowly to the back of her head under the ruse of playing with her short blonde hair. Once I got a good grip on the back, I held her face in place as I thrust gently into her wet mouth. Eyes widening in alarm, she tolerated my animal urges for a while before pulling away to catch a breath. I let go of her hair, worried that my actions might have been a turn off for her. If this ended prematurely due to my eagerness, I would be very upset with myself.

  Instead of gracing my manhood with more oral attention, she slid back to recline on the bed. Her knees pulled upward and then wide to expose her moist pussy just where I left it. Did she need me to lick her some more?

  Coffee gestured for me to join her up top, instead. I climbed onto the bed with my knees between her slender brown legs so my mouth could reach hers. My purple headed rooster prodded at her lower regions awkwardly until I rested it on her belly. Gently I used the bottom of my shaft to rub against her clit as our lips locked into a long and passionate kiss.

  Her mouth tasted like a chocolate mint inside. Combined with the ever-present scent of co
ffee, it helped me take my time and enjoy the moment. Our tongues wrestled and circled each other in a dance for a couple minutes before she reached down between us to guide me into the pleasure hole.

  I gasped at the instant warmth around my tip, but it was nothing compared how Coffee reacted to being pierced by my sword of flesh. Her hands pushed against my chest, begging me to slow down. It took nearly twenty patient, gentle repetitions before she was comfortable with me deep inside of her. By that time, I was already racing toward my goal.