by Lily Smith
"Holy shit, that is exactly what I was thinking!" Cherie said.
"Ok, one more time. What am I thinking now, Miss?" Jett cockily asked.
"You want me to engage both of you in various sexual positions. Your thoughts are as clear as water to me. Needless to say, where I come from, we have to be very careful about what we think about, lest we give the wrong impression to strangers. Is this something you truly want to do with me before I leave? Or were these simply fleeting thoughts not meant for serious inquiry?" Di inquired.
"Uh..." Cherie said, glancing over at Jett smiling back at her.
"YES!" Jett blurted out before Cherie could answer.
"Very well. If you will guard the entrance of this canyon from anyone else's eyes when we are done, I will entertain your wishes." Di said with a touch of boldness.
Di walked over to Cherie who stood almost paralyzed with fear, and kissed her on her lips. Jett looked on in amazement as Di's blue tongue swished against Cherie's tongue back and forth while Di slowly unbuttoned her jeans, dropping them to the floor.
"Unfucking-believable!" Jett exclaimed.
"I wish we had a blanket" Cherie added.
"We don't need one" Di quipped.
Di once again pressed a few dots on her wrist and both Cherie and Jett miraculously felt themselves floating three feet off the ground. Their guns dropped to the canyon floor.
"How the hell are you doing this?" Jett asked in amazement as she floated in mid-air with her stomach facing the sky.
"It won't last long on the charge it has, but will give me just enough time to engage your sexual wishes. And I am a bit...bored waiting around for them to finish", Di said.
Cherie leaned over to Jett and whispered, "She says it so matter-of-factly, like it's an every day thing".
Di walked over and without asking, started removing Cherie's clothes one piece at a time. She removed all but her socks, and walked over to Jett and did the same: removing everything but the black socks.
"I find it rather...enhancing...when I leave the socks on" Di said in a permeating tone.
She tapped another colored tattoo around her opposite wrist and bounced two feet into the air alongside them. She floated towards Jett as if she were in liquid gel and maneuvered her into a sixty-nine position, gliding her tongue between her legs.
"Oh my fucking god, her tongue is so fucking long! It's like a fucking snake!" Jett blurted out as her hips bucked under the pressure of an extra-terrestrial tongue being driven into her pussy.
"Save some for me." Cherie added as she reached out for Di's ankle and pulled herself toward them both. She brought herself to face Di's beautiful blue ass, which beamed perfection and years of hardcore training from some celestial boot camp. Cherie ran her tongue up and down her blue ass crack.
"Tastes like..." Cherie whispered
"Blueberries?" Jett smirked.
"No. Cherries...with a hint of basal. Don't ask me why." Cherie said as she continued to devour her blue, perfectly shaped lover.
Di inched her tongue further up into Jett's pulsating cunny, sending ticklish sensations rushing through Jett's veins. Cherie continues lapping her tongue up and down the alien girl's ass like she was eating a wedding cake. It bestowed an intense sugary taste upon her tongue the more she licked.
"You taste like a fucking lollipop..." Cherie thought to herself.
Di heard her thoughts and paused to answer, retracting her tongue from Jett.
"We release copious amount of sugar when we engage in sex" Di said to Cherie.
Di reinserted her tongue into Cherie sending a rush of pleasure and lucidity.
"I think I'm gonna pop my cum all over your pretty blue face darling" Cherie said as her legs wrapped around her.
The sun cast its light down on them from the canyon's edges, sending their shadows into seductive shapes that danced on the ground. In the next breath Di started to vibrate her exceedingly long tongue upwards into Cherie's pussy, causing her to drip her creamy cum from her legs and down to her feet. She banged her hips against Di's beautiful face again and again as she twisted and twirled in place. The scent of her cum and sugary sweat from Di's skin filled the air between them. Jett continued thrusting her tongue against Di's pussy until she sprayed blue droplets of cum into the air and all over Jett's face.
Chapter 4: The Rather Spectacular View
No sooner had the three voluptuous beauties caught their breath from the celestial threesome they had experienced, when a cascade of bullets hailed in from the direction of the canyon's entrance. Bullets ricocheted off dusty boulders and granite walls as the lawmen aimed for anything that moved in the dead end of the crescent-shaped canyon.
"Get down!" Cherie yelled to Jett and Di as she pulled out her revolver and hastefully counted her last bullets.
"Who the fuck is that!" Jett yelled out from behind a rock.
"Probably the same guys that got an ass-chewing for letting us nab you back at the stagecoach. I count five of 'em" she yelled in between bullets flying overhead.
"I count seven" Di stated unemotionally.
"If you like having a head between your shoulders, I would suggest getting the fuck down!" Cherie cried out to Di.
"This won't take long. It sometimes has rather bizarre side effects however." Di said as she took out a handheld container from her ship while her nanites furiously wrapped up their finishing touch on the repairs.
"What is that for?" Jett inquired.
"You'll see. It is non-fatal, but may prove useful as a distraction." she continued.
Di threw the device high overhead towards the entrance of the canyon which landed at the feet of several of the burly shooters. A second later it exploded in a flurry of blue-colored gobs of bubbles which suctioned themselves to the deputies' clothes like sucking fish on a shark. The shooting momentarily ceased as the deputies tried in futility to flick off the blue sticky substance. One by one the deputies clothes started to wither away to shreds as the alien substance consumed the clothed threads like a circle of frenzied sharks to raw meat.
In a matter of minutes, all seven of the deputies were stark naked with the exception of their leather gun belts and boots. The blue substances which had eaten their clothes fell to the ground in useless abandon. The deputies stood shocked at what was happening, and felt powerless to overcome it. Unobstructed embarrassment set upon them as they looked upon each other's sagging, hairy balls.
"What in the sam-hell is going on here!" one of them blurted out as he cupped his balls.
Cherie and Jett looked back at their blunt nakedness and laughed uncontrollably.
"You lily-thievin', sorcerous sons o' bitches!" the sheriff shouted at them as he fired off another several rounds in their direction. The deputies had in that instant decided that if they were going back into town in the raw, they weren't coming back without their prisoners.
"Ok, it looks like the magic beans or whatever didn't stop them, at least not completely. Got any other ideas?" Cherie asked, still chuckling at the stark, naked deputies.
Di looked over at her ship which seemed for all intents and purposes, given the situation, to be fully repaired.
"Climb in and I'll fly us out of here." Di stated stolidly.
"Are you fuckin' kidding me! I'm not goin' up in that thing!" Jett screamed as bullets still flew spastically into their location.
"Its either that or they pepper our asses with lead. I don't know about you but I value my ass lead-free!" Cherie exclaimed.
Di climbed into the machine no bigger than a small stagecoach. Cherie dashed for the saucer-shaped device with Jett in tow and clamored into the device not knowing what to expect. The engine started to hum as Di flailed her fingers in seemingly all directions, pushing a myriad of different shaped buttons as if testing their functionality. Cherie and Jett looked at each other in panic, wondering how many minutes would pass by before the angry, naked lawmen barreled down the canyon toward them firing who knows how many bullets into the ship.
"Lie d
own on your backs on those two mats", Di said deadpan-like.
"What good is that going to do? Why don't you just open the hatch and I'll fire at them while we spirit away?" Cherie asked.
"Because you'll end up breaking your neck as we fly off! Just do what I tell you to!" Di yelled. She muttered something inaudible about "humans" as she continued to fire up whatever propelling measures she could.
Both Cherie and Jett lied down as they were told. The hum of the ship was now near-deafening as it lifted off the ground in a jarring sideways motion and darted up the side of the canyon wall. Cherie and Jett felt sick to the stomach as they felt their bodies pulled against the floor the faster they flew upward.
"I think I am gonna vomit" Jett murmured.
Di looked over with a serious expression.
"That would be an exceedingly messy situation considering our destination" Di relayed.
The ship continued its ascent upward and away from the canyon in dizzying motion with Cherie clamping both eyes shut the entire way. Jett meanwhile cemented her gaze onto Di's gorgeous figure. She possessed the look of a character from a children's fable, albeit with an ass to kill for.
"I'll refuel, check for any miscellaneous repairs the nanites missed, and be in a better position overall to deposit you wherever on the planet you wish." Di stated mechanically.
"Is it safe to get up now? I don't feel the pull quite so hard against my back" Jett asked.
"Sure, feel free." Di motioned with a wave of her hand.
Cherie stood up and helped Jett with her hand.
Jett walked over slowly to the viewscreen with her mouth slightly ajar.
"Is that...uh..." she asked haphazardly.
"Your planet? Yes." Di answered.
"It's spectacular and so...blue!" Jett exclaimed.
"Yes, that is what is so alluring about your homeworld. So much water, and most of your species doesn't realize just how much of it there is on your planet. I study water-based lifeforms. Deep-sea fishes, in particular, are quite illuminating to me. We have no such species on my planet. Too hot." she said regretfully.
Jett looked around the ship which seemed to be devoid of any proper seats, but filled to the brim with oddly shaped buttons in every direction.
"What kinds of, uh, fish do you have on your planet?" Cherie asked.
"None. Our world is volcanic. There are no places in which to, as you say, swim. Earth is like a paradise to us, and is quite a pleasure to visit. Quite unique in the greater scheme of galaxies. Not too many worlds have such vast oceans which support millions of different species." she answered.
"And what about sex? How is it that you have the same...ah...female attributes, as we do?" Jett inquired.
"I have wondered that myself. Our males are also similar to yours, and do not have blue skin like us females. It is a recent interest of our most intellectual minds that we have yet to satisfactorily answer." she said unwittingly.
"Do you want some male company while I do repairs and refuel? This could take awhile to go over everything" Di asked.
"Male...company? You mean there is someone else aboard?" Cherie asked, looking around the small quarters.
"Ghost, I think you would call it?" though I think you'll better understand when you see him. It is just something that I picked up from a friend out west." she answered.
"Out west? You mean here, on our planet?" Cherie asked.
"No, I mean west...of Earth, uh...never mind" she replied.
"Here, wear these. Wrap them around your wrists. It sends signals to your brain stem. What kind of male do you want?" Di asked.
Jett burst out laughing hysterically.
"You mean you can create a man out of thin air? I must be dreamin'" Jett said.
Di punched a few codes into her console with the tips of her fingers. A holographic-like image appeared standing full-length before Cherie and Jett, turning ever so slowly, completely nude.
"I think I'd change the hair" Jett added.
"Change the size of his cock! Make it enormous!" Cherie chuckled.
The size increased enormously as she said the words, making it resemble an elephant's trunk.
"No no no, not that big!" Cherie said, twirling her finger around her hair.
The scene changed to a normal man again with a rather larger-than-normal sized cock. Di hit another button and the individual stepped off the platform. Cherie and Jett ran their hands up his arm to feel his biceps on each side, marveling at how life-like he felt.
"What happens if I take this thing off my wrist?" Cherie asked.
"Then you will only see the image, but not feel anything" Di answered.
Jett walked over and touched his cock and started stroking it up and down.
"Just tell it what to do. Give it instructions. That particular program can't speak." Di said.
"Can it cum?" Jett asked bluntly.
"Yes. And you can give it a name" Di answered.
"Let's call you...Jonny" Jett said with a smirk.
"Jonny, come over here and lick my clit...please" Cherie commanded in a half-joking tone.
Jonny walked over to her and kneeled in front of her, grasping both of his hands around her ass as he unbuttoned her pants and slid them down to her ankles. Cherie looked down at his blond hair and ran her fingers through it, amazed at the coarseness and fine detail of what was essentially a computer program. She bent her head down and smelled the top of his hair, which smelled strangely like licorice.
"I think whoever designed this thing didn't get the scent quite right" she said laughing.
Jonny buried his mouth against Cherie's mound, licking her soft folds like her was licking a lollipop. His tongue felt smooth and penetrating as he picked up the pace of his licking.
Cherie draped her head backward, letting her hair fall behind her shoulders as she let out a squeal of pleasure. He continued to lap his tongue around her engorged clit.
"Go faster already! You're lickin too slow!" she screamed impatiently.
He raced his tongue faster and faster over her pink clit like a humming bird zipping around a feeder. Her hips banged into his face as she approached an early orgasm.
"Don't cum yet. I want to see if he can fuck your ass while I rim him" Jett chirped.
"My god I won't be able to sit down for a month!" she said.
"Just do it already" Jett said.
She reluctantly got down on all fours and spread her bare white ass cheeks for him.
"Go on Jonny. Fuck her ass till she is screaming!" Jett said with a subtle growl.
"C'mon on honey, stick it right in here" Cherie said as she stuck her index finger into her pink ass and spread her cheeks wider. She grunted from the awkward position she was in.
He knelt down with his throbbing cock in hand and slowly pressed the tip into her gaping asshole. It slid in as melted butter. He then squatted with a leg on either side of her and started his light pounding of her as his ass bounced against Jett's face. Jett pressed her face harder into his ass, rimming his hole as he fucked Cherie mercilessly. She speared her tongue into his ass as she thrust in and out.
"Shit, he is fucking huge!" she yelled out.
"Go faster I said! As fast as you can go!" Jett yelled from behind.
He upped the speed of his thrusts, sending winces of pain and pleasure coarsing through Cherie. She moaned as he drilled his thick cock into her ass and pulled out to shove down Jett's throat before reinserting. He did this repeatedly, causing Jett to gag up spit and precum mixed with Cherie's creamy juices.
"Oh god I think I am going to die from this!" Cherie screamed out as the rough ass pounding increased.
He banged at her ass again as Jett pushed his thrusts harder into Cherie again and again.
"Yeah that's it, pound away" Jett ordered him as she thrust her index finger up into his ass. She wiggled her index finger inside him and spanked his ass cheek with her free hand.
Just as Jett was inserting two fingers into his ass, he pulled out and
sprayed cum across Cherie's ass cheeks. He shucked his cock up and down as spurts of cum dripped down her the crack of her ass and collected around her asshole. Jett continued fucking his ass with two fingers, then leaned toward Cherie and lapped up his gooey cum from her puffy asshole.
Cherie's ass was drenched from the holodroid's cum, moreso than any man could ever deposit upon her rosy cheeks. Jett, starry-eyed and smelling of hot cum and sweat, spread the cum around Cherie's entire ass like she was caking on makeup for a geisha. Cum oozed from her ass as she slumped herself sideways on the floor.
"Ow...that'll sure wake you up in the mornin'" she said as Jett wiped the stickiness from her fingers.
"You're right, I think you'll feel that ass pounding for a fucking month!" Jett laughed as the hologram vaporized into thin air.
Di walked over from her control panel smiling at the both of them.
"Time to go home ladies" she said.
Chapter 5: The Magnificent Seven
Di charted a course straight from where she had originally crashed. Once again Cherie and Jett found themselves strapped in, and feeling their bodies pulled toward the ceiling despite the mats that they were under mysteriously suctioning them in place. The ship descended in a jolting drop as the temperature in the ship increased to hellish levels. Cherie naively reached over and held onto a bar set inside the metal floor as if doing so would cease all g-forces in the event of a crash.
The ship landed a few miles from their original encampment. Cherie looked over and saw the familiar desert, and couldn't wait to tell Lilith about the entire ordeal, though she was unsure of what she would say about the horses. It wasn't as if they could take them aboard the ship at any rate. Then there was the sheer unlikelihood of the entire story. She wondered for a brief moment if she could persuade Di to make a short verification visit so they wouldn't think they had both gone off the deep end. Then again, maybe she shouldn't say a word about what happened. But then, Lilith was exceedingly good at detecting when someone was withholding vital information, and this was certainly classified as vital.
The ship hovered within walking distance of Lilith's camp, but still obscured by the canyons that snaked around the girl's encampment. They both stood up and looked at each other as if they had both had the same dream. It was a bizarre set of circumstances to be sure if it had indeed been a dream: the same location, same enemies, and the same visitor from another world. Certainly such dreams didn't include worrying about what your boss would say about the gang's horses being left to the whims of naked deputies.