I looked at Alison and said softly, “Alison, tell me what you are,” and I continued circling the soft flesh of her mound with my fingers.
She moaned, “I’m whatever you want me to be as long as I am with you and not forced to dance for people who don’t love me.”
Sliding a finger along her slit tenderly, I said, “Why? Is it because you are afraid? Is that why? Because you are afraid to be alone? Is that why you want to please me? You don’t have to.”
She squirmed and said, “But I do! Because I want to love you. You like me. You really like me. And I like you and I want to do things for you.”
Tugging at her labia just a bit, I said, “Alison, what do you want?”
She yelled, “I don’t care!”
I said, “You don’t?”
She said, “I don’t care what I want. I care what you want. I don’t want to care about me. I want to care about you! I have to. I have to! Don’t you see? I’m your Unit. I’m your Entertainer. I need to entertain you. Not them. They were bad. They don’t love me! But you do! Let me love you! Let me dress you and make your bed and make your meals and shower you. Let me dance for you and show me what you call fucking! Let my body warm you and excite you and hold you and comfort you. I’ll learn any skills you want me to. I can learn to take care of you. I can take care of the others, too. I should be the one taking care of your clothes and your bodies and your needs for comfort and love and sex! I have to. You can’t cast me off. You said I’m a person. You said I’m your wife! So let me be me!”
I said again, “What are you?”
She groaned and thrust her crotch toward my fingers and said, “I am the one who loves you! Who will love feeding you and caring for you. The one who wants to be touched by you every time you want to. The one who will suck on you and fuck you and teach the other girls to do the same if I need to. Please, Master, please!”
I was surprised and asked, “Master? What?”
She cried, “Yes! Master! I want to do whatever you want me to. Because I trust you. You won’t humiliate me. You won’t hurt me. You won’t laugh at me the way that I thought I needed. I will do whatever you say or want because I know that you will never hurt me on purpose. Master, I made my choice. You said I had a choice. Please! I know this is good for me. Yes, I need to know what I want. Yes, I need to know who I am. I need to be sure and explicit and you need to know that I know what I’m doing but I do! I swear I do! And if you don’t know how it works, you’ll learn. I’ll show you what I am and what I will do for you. But please, Master, accept me and stop trying to prove to yourself that I have a choice and that you aren’t hurting me! I know that’s what you’re doing! I understand. I’m not something that you have ever seen before and you don’t know. But please, just accept me for what I want and…and…and let me be myself!”
I took her at her word. I just had to make sure. I wasn’t forcing this on her. She wasn’t doing it out of compulsion. I didn’t understand exactly why she felt this way, but she did. I was willing to accept that. It was time for me to accept where I was and who I was now and what I wanted. I was part of this, not what I was at home on Earth. What I needed to accept was that I was here, and she was here, and Michelle and Bailey and Eevona were here, and we were a family. My crew, partners, spouses, and lovers. It was time.
It was time. I leaned over her and put my thighs between hers and lowered myself on top of her so that my stomach was on hers. Raising my hips so that I was in line with her warmth, I pierced her slowly and tenderly. There was no need to ask if it was what she wanted. She had basically begged me. Not specifically for this, but this was part of what she meant.
As I slid inside her alien sex, she arched her back and exclaimed, “Oh yes! Oh yes!”
Like Michelle, Alison was tight. She felt great. And so comfortable. Like she was built for me specifically.
She didn’t need a lot of finesse right now. This was something that she’d been looking forward to, but denied, her whole life, which was a few days or so, plus time spent in training, from what I gathered. All she needed right now was my stiff cock between her legs and an assurance that she was going to get it from now on when either of us was in the mood.
At first, it was just like with Michelle. Nice and warm and slippery and comfortable and incredibly sexy. Like any good lovemaking, but better than any I’d ever had on Earth. At first. And then, as I thrust slowly in and out of Alison, listening to her moan and feeling her writhe and twist beneath me, suddenly it wasn’t the same at all. Alison’s pussy grabbed my cock and bit me.
Not that she had teeth, and it didn’t hurt, though it was so intense that I was confused by it for a moment, but the entrance to her pussy contracted hard and squeezed me as if it was her mouth and she had just clamped her lips down firmly. The next thing I felt was something pulsating and pulling at me, drawing me farther and farther into her body, swallowing me. Stretching me. Like tongues and fingers and tentacles with suckers stroking and twisting and fondling me.
I went rigid, holding myself up on my arms, wide-eyed and gasping, staring at Alison in wonder mixed with terror. It felt overwhelming. My head started to swim with the intensity of the pleasure. I thought that it must be pleasure now. But a pleasure so foreign and intense that it made me feel dizzy and faint. It struck me that this might be what it was like for the girls if I stimulated them past their limits and they orgasmed uncontrollably. I wanted to beg for mercy and at the same time make her swear that she’d never stop what she was doing, whatever it was. I wanted her to kill me this way. Maybe I was healthy enough to withstand this; maybe my heart was strong enough to survive it; maybe I’d live to fuck another day, but I was sure that I’d be taking my life in my hands every time I did.
Alison grabbed me and pulled me down on top of her, dragging my chest to her face so that I lay completely on top of her. Opening her mouth, she put her lips around one of my nipples and sucked it hard, causing me to groan and crush her head to my chest. Her mouth was like a sucking machine, vibrating on my breast, and her tongue, the long dexterous tongue that she shared with the other two girls, swirled and licked and flicked at my nipple, driving me to an arousal that I had never dreamed of.
I was about to come harder than I ever had. But at the instant that I started to let go, Alison’s hand shot into my groin and circled my shaft and squeezed hard. It didn’t stop my climax at all. I spasmed and convulse in orgasm with her holding tightly onto the base of my cock. I climaxed hard. But something wasn’t quite right. I climaxed, but there was no sense of release. I finished my convulsions but didn’t lose my erection for an instant. In fact, I thought that I felt like I still needed to come. Thrusting faster, I was on the brink of another orgasm within seconds. And then, at that critical instant, Alison squeezed me again, taking my climax but not allowing me to ejaculate.
Yeah, it was insanely erotic and sexual, but it was also frustrating. I liked the multiple orgasm thing, but I wanted release. My balls were full and I needed to empty them.
Grunting as I started thrusting again, this time harder and faster than ever before, as Alison thrashed beneath me, exploding in far more climaxes than myself, I grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands back over her head and held them down, not wanting her to interrupt me again. I realized that I would have more control of the situation if I held her elbows instead of her wrists and I adjusted my grip accordingly. But Alison was strong, and I felt like she might still throw me off in the heat of the moment if she got even wilder.
As quickly as I could manage it, I pulled out of her and spun her over onto her stomach and then mounted her from behind, laying heavily on her back, nailing her pussy firmly to the mattress with my log between her little lips. I got hold of her arms again and wrapped them over her head and held them as still as I could.
Alison screamed into the mattress and bit the pillow, clutching the blanket in her fists as best she could. She wasn’t in pain, she was in ecstasy. Her hips thrust upward, begging me to drive
deeply. But I was as deep as I could be, the tip of my cock pressing in and downward, pushing the front wall of her vagina against the bed beneath her.
I had intended to make love to her, giving her love for the first time, assuring her that she was desired and that I found her enticing and lovely. I had originally intended to simply stroke her with my hand and fingers, letting her know that I accepted her and wanted her with us. Right now, I was just fucking her lights out. Her pussy wasn’t gripping and licking me anymore. Now it was in continuous spasm, but her movements were purely involuntary. I’d never had a lover like this before. I liked it. I might wrestle with the feelings in a few minutes, but for now, I was king of the beasts and this was one of my pride of mates. And that being the case, I’d fuck when I damn well pleased, thank you very much. You know what? If that was her purpose in life, maybe I shouldn’t argue about it. This was outer space, for Pete’s sake!
Grunting loudly, my body let go and I spurted hard into Alison’s wonder-pussy, filling her and coating her with my semen. My sperm swam toward her cervix, looking for a way in. Could these girls get pregnant? Could they conceive? Were we that compatible? I didn’t know, but if my seeds were in the same mood that I was right now, they’d be doing everything they could to find out.
I sighed and let go of Alison’s arms and let my full weight down on top of her. She had a few more small orgasms as she started to relax and I slipped my hands under her chest and played with her tits. After several minutes, I rolled to my side, pulling Alison with me so that I spooned her on the bed, my penis still lodged in her wetness.
It was strange. I didn’t go soft at all. Well, maybe a little, but not much. And then, when enough blood had returned to my brain to think at all, I noticed that Alison’s pussy was licking and massaging me again. This time, gently tickling the underside of my shaft, seeming to concentrate on the sensitive spots right below the head and right above the root. She was keeping me hard. So hard that I wondered if there was something in the nutrition drink that might be giving me some extra stamina. Maybe Eevona was giving me something that had the effect of a liquid Viagra or something. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that my erection was back and at full strength in a very short time. I’d been headed to bed to get some sleep. I was tired but still horny.
Rocking slowly but firmly against Alison’s pretty ass, I could feel the heat of her body in my lap. I may have fallen asleep before I climaxed again but I seemed to think that I did finish a second time.
Just before I did fall asleep, I heard Alison whisper, “DNA fluid exchange completed. Biologically substantiated emotional bonding established.”
I think she meant, “OK, good. We had sex and I feel good about that.”
Chapter 16 - Sidebar
I woke up slowly, two warm bodies snuggling against my side, their heads on my chest. Maybe this was Sunday. I was going to pretend that it was. A nice slow, peaceful and lazy Sunday morning. I pulled the girls closer and fell back to sleep.
Sometime later, I heard “We’re awake.”
I raised my head and saw Alison and Michelle grinning, one on each side of me, lying on my shoulders.
Alison said, “Hi. I had fun.”
Michelle said, “You were loud. Both of you.”
I relaxed my head back into the pillow and smiled contentedly. I’d had fun too. I felt a change in myself. I was older. More confident. More prepared to be a captain and a leader. I wondered what the bridge looked like. So far, my tour of the ship consisted of the entry, the shuttle, the medical bay, the Unit storage room, and the galley.
Alison said, “Do you want me to make breakfast? I can. I know how. I want to. Can I?”
I said, “You know what, work that out with Michelle. She’s the First Mate, so work out shipboard assignments with her.”
Michelle said, “OK, Alison, you go get breakfast ready. Oh, no, first we shower. Come on.”
The three of us pulled ourselves off the bed and showered and used the bathroom. The girls both had short hair now, but not enough to really need brushing or drying. It seemed like time for some clothes for the first time. Michelle showed us where she had hung clothes in the closet and the drawers where she had put things that didn’t go on hangers. Each of us had a drawer. I considered putting on our new uniforms but decided that since it was Sunday, as far as I wanted to believe, we went for comfortable lounging pajamas. The girls looked sexy. They were covered from shoulder to ankle, but they looked soft and cuddly. The tops flowed over their breasts in a really nice way and their nipples poked at the fabric beautifully.
I asked, “Girls, are your nipples always hard like this?”
Alison said, “They will be if that’s what you like. I tried it without them and you didn’t react the same way. So I decided to have them be hard from now on.”
Michelle laughed and said, “That’s what I did, too. I saw what happened to you when you looked at us and figured that pokies were the way to go.”
I said, “I do like it. You all have a surprising knowledge of English slang.”
Ee said, “I’ve been teaching them.”
We entered the galley and Michelle and I sat down while Alison went to work getting us some food.
I had a thought and said, “Hey, where’s Bailey?”
Michelle said, “She isn’t back yet.”
I said, “Should we worry about that?”
Michelle said, “Ee, is there a reason to worry about Bailey?”
Ee said, “Nope. She’s fine. She’s headed back in the shuttle now. She’ll be here in a little bit.”
I said, “Where’s she been?”
Ee said, “We’ll let her tell you about that when she gets here.”
Just before Alison was ready to serve the food, Bailey walked in. She came straight to me and kissed me hard. She looked a little disheveled. She was wearing one of the new uniforms but looked like it had been wrinkled a bit.
The uniform was form-fitting and zipped up the front from belly to neck with a tear-away flap between the thighs. It clung to her legs, butt, and breasts in a way that made her look like the quintessential space babe. After kissing me, she sat on my lap and put her arms around my neck and hugged me.
Pulling back and jumping up, she said, “Oh, I want to change clothes. I’ll be right back,” and she ran out of the room.
Michelle called after her, “Ee can tell you where I put your clothes!”
When Bailey returned, we had started eating and she was wearing a short nightgown made of a soft blue fabric. It was barely long enough to cover her hips. Instead of taking a seat at the table, she sat on my lap again and held me tightly. After a minute, she let go and took my fork from me and started eating from my plate, occasionally feeding me bites as well.
She said, “I bet you want to hear what I was doing.”
I said, “Well, yeah.”
She said, “I need to figure out how to tell you in a way that makes it the most fun.”
I said, “You seemed pretty pleased with whatever it was.”
She said, “I am. Very pleased.”
I said, “So?”
Bailey took a bite of food and said nonchalantly, “I’ve been fucking.”
I jumped in my seat and cried, “What?”
Bailey put down the fork and put her arms around me and said, “Yep. And you were wonderful. You were afraid at first, and I didn’t even intend to do it, but you were so cute and handsome and I decided to just go for it. I just looked at you and unzipped my uniform and let it fall on the ground. Then I took you by the hand and led you into the shuttle and laid down on the floor and you dropped your pants and had your way with me. You said it was your first time, but it was my first time, too. It was awkward because you were scared and I wasn’t sure that I should be doing it, but whoa Baby! Once you were in me, we went to town. The first time, you were just lying between my legs and it didn’t last very long. But it was so nice. And the way you kissed me was so sweet. The second time, I sat in
one of the chairs with my knees up and you stood in front of me and this time, I had several really nice orgasms. Then we went for a walk and talked for a while and then we stood at the side of the ship and you fucked me from behind with me braced against the side of the shuttle. The last time, just before I said goodbye, I laid you down on the grass and rode you on top and finished you with a blow job. It was amazing! Best night out ever!”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. What was she talking about? She’d been out having sex with someone. But she kept saying it was me. What the hell? She was my um, partner wife thing and she wasn’t supposed to have sex with other guys! Maybe she thought that was OK, but I certainly did not! But what was she talking about? She acted like it was no big deal and she kept saying that it was me. And then realization hit me.
I said quietly, “Bailey, did you have sex with me?”
She grinned and took a bite of food and said, “Yep!”
I said, “Out at the coast, near some sand dunes?”
She said, “Yep and double yep!”
I said, “When I was 21?”
She said, “I sure did.”
I said, “I thought that was a dream. I mean, I didn’t think so at the time, but the next day, and as time passed, I knew it didn’t really happen.”
Bailey gave me a bite and said, “Oh, it happened. It happened four times for you and I don’t know how many for me.”
Alison said sweetly, “I don’t understand. What happened? I was with him all night. He never got out of bed.”
Bailey grinned and said, “Eevona told me that we were several years before she picked Jimmy up. We didn’t know why he came on board, so I decided to go make sure that when we came back, now, in a few years, that he’d be ready and wouldn’t ask questions and would just rush onto the shuttle and come rescue all of us. So, I went to see him. He was out on a beach, walking in the dark, and I just landed the shuttle behind a sand dune and made sure that he saw me and would come to investigate.”
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