by Powerone
Gabriella
With only two women left, he still hadn’t used most of the strange, futuristic sex toys and bondage devices that he and Ursula had packed in the crates. They were reserved for when they arrived on Odin and they could devote the time to experiment with the men and women. All of them were still virgins by design; the final act would be taught to them once they all had a future on the planet surface, even if it might only be for a year.
Gabriella was next, and his cock rose to the occasion when he saw her. Like the others, it was the first thing she saw, his cock, and she had the same look of puzzlement but also the awe at his mighty weapon. He helped her out of the bed, and as they walked to the hold, his hand couldn’t help but caress her firm buttocks. She looked at his hand when he first touched her there, but then, she took to it as if it was the most natural thing for him to do.
He enjoyed shaving her as her bound body squirmed in the chair and her juices flowed freely. Her eyes were wide open in surprise at her own response. He looked into her eyes as he licked his lips to get them wet. He kissed her belly and smelled her sweet arousal. She began to moan when his tongue ran down her naked pubes until he found the full lips of her pussy. He opened them up, blowing gently on the soft, wet inner flesh as her body shivered in lust.
“No, no, noo,” she cried out, but there was no conviction in her protest as she felt the pleasure race through her untrained body from his tongue. She had masturbated once before she was placed in the bed, and she knew the pleasure that her fingers could bring her, but it was nothing like this. She saw how different Michael was from her, even though she didn’t fully understand what a male did different than a female, but he had a large protrusion sticking out where she had none. Yet, he knew where her pleasure button was, or he found it by accident. He sucked, licked and gently bit it, something her own fingers couldn’t excite as well as he did. He had to know how to pleasure her as her arousal increased. She didn’t know how much longer she could last or if she wanted to resist him. She felt a finger push into her pussy and stretch her hymen, she knew enough that if he busted it, she’d no longer be a virgin, but she didn’t know what that meant. Do I have feelings inside that could be touched and stroked just like the outside of my pussy? She finally came, her head and body exploding in such pleasure. She was ashamed after her orgasm when she saw his face covered with her juices, but he didn’t seem to mind. He licked his lips and gathered up her nectar as if it were a fine wine or food.
Michael tried something different with Gabriella. He untied her from the chair. He stood in front of her, took one of her hands, and placed it on his cock. Her fingers curled around the shaft when she felt it jerk in pleasure as though it was the most natural thing to do. His hand was still on her hand, so he moved it up and down once and that was all that was needed.
She felt the hot flesh of his cock beneath her hand, surprised that it was so hard and responsive. It moved with just the slightest provocation, and she had to grip it tight to keep it from escaping. Michael made her hand slide along the shaft, and she felt his cock respond to her touch, so she continued to stroke it even as he moved his hand away. She explored it with her eyes and hand, from the head that looked like a big red hat that sat on the end, all the way down the gnarly shaft with thick veins. She stroked it a few times before her other hand reached down and cupped the wrinkled sack that hung beneath his cock. She could feel something heavy in it, two of them, as she hefted them. His cock jerked again, so she knew he liked it so she clenched it gently as her other hand stroked his cock. She was rewarded with drops that leaked out the head. “Did I make you cum?”
“No, you just excited me. Much more will come out when I do cum.”
She saw the way her hands made his cock grow longer and thicker, so she continued to stroke him in order to please him. She thought nothing of it when his hands went to her shoulders and pushed down. She sank to her knees, his cock now at a convenient height for her to see it better as she stroked it. It didn’t take her long to realize that she could do what he did to her. Her tongue rolled out of her mouth, and she held his cock up with one hand as she slowly licked it. It almost got away from her, the contractions so powerful from her tongue. Not even the tart, salty drops that she licked off the head could dampen her enthusiasm. “Can I put it in my mouth?”
“Oh, yes, please do, Gabriella.” Michael struggled not to cum when her hot mouth and tight lips engulfed his cock. He didn’t have to do anything or tell her anything, she took to sucking his cock as if it was the most natural thing and she had done it a dozen times. He would’ve liked to feel it in her throat, but he wanted her to do everything. She took it to the back of her mouth and choked once, but that didn’t deter her from doing it again. Her tongue worked magic on his cock, and soon he couldn’t hold back his pleasure any longer.
She was surprised when he came in her mouth. It was so much and thick and salty, but she didn’t want to ruin it for him, so she swallowed it without being told as he continued to fill her mouth with more cum. He had licked and swallowed her cum, so she would do the same for him. It was a lot to swallow it all, but she did it, even gathering up the last drops with her tongue before she pulled her mouth off his cock. “Did you like that?”
She had said it so naïvely. “Yes, Gabriella, I enjoyed that so much. Once we land on Odin, I’ll show you how much my cock will love being inside you.”
Would he put his cock in my pussy? He was so big, and her pussy felt small. She’d have to stretch wide to take him in, but she didn’t fear it, she relished the opportunity to show Michael how well she could pleasure him. “You are big, but I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
Bella
Bella disappointed Michael when he opened up her bed. He stood there proudly, his cock at full mast, his hand brought it to attention before he opened the bed. Bella was beautiful, full lips, pert nose, and small eyes. She had freckles, but they did more to enhance than distract from her beauty. She had full breasts and perky nipples that stood up erect like Michael’s cock.
She opened her eyes and looked at Michael for the briefest of moments before she gazed at her body. The minute the strap around her waist was released, her hand slid over the firm plane of her belly and her fingers rushed through her dense bush as if probing what was there. Bella saw her large breasts, and when her hand went between her legs and found thick hairs, she knew she was no longer ten years old. She was glad. Her fingers explored her pussy, just as they did secretly in her bed before she was put on this platform. Now, she found her pussy lips much more pronounced, and when her fingers went in between the full lips, she found soft, silky flesh that grew wet the moment she touched it. She knew where it was, so her finger rose to the top of her slit, and then, she was pleasantly surprised when she found her pleasure button much bigger and the slightest touch of her finger over it made it rise up and she felt the familiar tingling between her legs. She’d love to masturbate now, but there was another person standing over her and she was still lying in the pod. She started to get up and accepted the hand to help her. She was surprised that hand was harsh, not soft like the other women. Then, there was the other obvious difference. He had something huge growing between his legs. She wondered how he stood up so straight with the heavy protrusion sticking out. He could barely contain it; she saw it bounce up and down as if he had no control over it.
She ignored him standing there as he watched her; sure she was going to masturbate with him standing there, before she finally started to get up. He helped her out of the bed, but she said nothing. She not only had nice tits, but a nice ass also. Michael was always an ass man.
“I’m Michael.”
“That’s an odd name. Where are the other women that put me here?” She refused to look at his protrusion.
“They didn’t come on the mission. There are seven other women from your group, along with my co-captain, Ursula. In addition, there are four other males and myself, I’m the captain of the mission,” he sa
id proudly, but she still wasn’t impressed.
“What’s a male?” She didn’t understand this mutation of a human. What sort of planet did we land on?
“A male is like you, but we have differences, as you saw.”
“Are you from another planet?” Was the mission taken over by aliens while they slept?
“No, we’re males from Earth. We have always existed, you weren’t allowed to see or hear about them. We did it by design.”
“Can you walk with that thing?” She said it with disgust. It was a silly notion that she never saw them before or heard about them. There must be something inferior about them.
“Of course, it’s called a cock.”
“It sounds as bad as it looks. Are all male cocks like that?”
“No, mine just happens to be very large and hard.”
“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to make fun of you. I’ve known other people that are deformed, and I’m sure you’re normal in every other way.” She didn’t know why they would put a deformed male in charge of this mission.
“It’s not deformed! Most men wished their cocks were like mine!” She didn’t understand anything. He grew angry and frustrated.
“I’m sure they do.” Males must be an inferior race in intelligence. How could they wish to have such a large appendage stick out and dance uncontrollably in front of them? Bella hoped the other women were like her. At least there were more women than males and one of them was the co-captain. She must be the brains of the mission. They probably brought this one so the rest of the males on Earth wouldn’t feel left out. She was sure that males were an endangered species.
“Let’s go,” Michael hurried her along. Even his cock lost some of its hardness, Bella wasn’t very appeasing to him at the moment.
She followed him to the hold, and she saw the chair. She looked at him and wondered what he would do. He was bigger than she was with large muscles in his chest and arms, as well as his legs. He seemed well developed for his species, and she feared that he could overpower her with his strength. He said he was captain of the mission, so she’d have to mind her manners at least until she could find the woman that was the co-captain.
“Sit in the chair.” His voice was firm, and he was surprised when she got into the chair, but she didn’t look afraid or worried. He made short work of binding her hands so she couldn’t fight him.
“You didn’t have to do that, I wouldn’t move.” It scared her the first time when they put her in the bed and secured her, but she came out okay, so it didn’t bother her that this one did the same. She was grown up now, so she would try to act that way. She was smart; she’d learn what she had to do once she met the other women. It didn’t even bother her when he tied her legs and spread them. Her only regret was that her hands were bound and she couldn’t masturbate. She felt sorry for him; he had nothing to touch to give him pleasure.
Now that Michael had her bound, he smiled and his erection came back. He gathered up what he needed to shave her. When he rubbed the crème on her pubes, she didn’t say anything or do anything. When he started to shave her, she just watched him with such intent in her eyes. He saw her smile when he rubbed the oil into her full pussy lips as she laid her head back and sighed softly.
She liked these males. They must have been made to serve women; this one did it well. She was glad he rid her of the hairs; it spoiled the view of her pussy. She could see it plainly now and was impressed by her full lips. She hoped the other women were shorn like her and just as naked. When he rubbed oil on her mound, she lay back and let him serve her. His fingers peeled back her pussy lips, and she could feel his breath so close. His fingers rubbed the oil in the soft inner lips, and it felt so good. He must have been trained well by the other females, because he knew exactly where her pleasure button was and his fingers rubbed it the right way to arouse her. He did it better than she did. Maybe, they keep the men around to arouse the women.
“Yes, you do it well, male,” she said when she felt his tongue begin to lick her. “Oh, yes, so good, you serve me well. Can you make me cum?”
He felt like a servant that was made to service her pleasure. He bit her pussy lips, but even though she cried out, her juices flowed freely. He sucked on her clit, dragging it out so far that he thought he would tear it from her body, but she moaned louder and her juices flowed down between her thighs. Not even his tongue on her anus could dampen her arousal.
“Oh, you bad male, lick me there, yes, that’s so good.” She had never touched herself back there, but now, she wondered why not. His tongue felt so good, just like a small finger that was trying to enter her there.
He bit one of her buttocks to punish her, but she only cried out in pleasure. No matter how hard he bit or rubbed, she loved it. He had to end this. He licked her clit until he felt her responding, knowing she wouldn’t last much longer. He pushed a finger into her hot, tight ass hole, but she cried out louder in pleasure. Then, he felt her cum on his face, and she was as profuse as any man was. By time she was finished, his mouth and chin was covered in her juices.
“Thank you. You do that so well. I’ll tell the others of your skills. I’m sure you’ll find yourself in demand among the women in spite of that large protrusion.” She had never cum like that before. Males had great skills in pleasing women; no wonder the women let them on the mission.
“It’s a cock! Not a protrusion. Women love it!” Michael yelled loudly.
“Yes, sorry, of course they do,” Bella tried to calm him. He seemed so upset. Males might have strong bodies, but they had delicate intellect and were easily offended. She’d have to make sure that she didn’t offend this one again.
“I’ll show you.” Michael was finished with this one; he’d let one of the other men show her what a cock would do for her, but he wouldn’t let her loose until he showed her how a male came.
He stood over her, lowering the chair so her face was just below his large protrusion. She had hurt him with her words, so she didn’t say anything, afraid of making it worse. Obviously, she didn’t understand the fragile male, so she wouldn’t say a thing until she could talk to the other females. Bella hoped that they could explain the male usefulness and delicate mental balance. She saw him grab that big protrusion. A cock, she’d have to remember that, he got offended when she didn’t stare at it in awe. He began to stroke it with one hand, his fingers curled around the shaft and slid up and down. She tried not to laugh at his cock. It looked so funny, like some stick character with a big red hat on the top and a bag of potatoes that hung down beneath it. He seemed to enjoy it, but he stared into her eyes. She knew she had to say something. “Oh, your cock is so big and your hand is so expert at stroking it.”
It was about time she appreciated his cock. He felt the familiar tingle of pleasure and increasing hardness as her eyes stared in disbelief at his greatness. He rubbed the shaft on her face, but she didn’t jerk away, letting him have his way with her. He should shove it in her mouth and choke her with it, but he would shame her in a different way.
At least his cock was warm blooded, though it was so hard as if it were petrified. He rubbed it on her face as if she liked it, but she allowed him to do it. He stroked it faster and ran over the smooth red head on the tip and she saw drops of something sparkle in the light. If he came, he wasn’t very profuse; Bella could barely see the few drops.
Michael enjoyed rubbing his cock on her face, but he needed to cum now and show her. He stroked his cock faster, his hand slid up and down as his pleasure increased. “Yes, yes,” he cried out, and he began to spew his cum onto her face.
It surprised her at first when she saw the white juices shoot out the end of his cock. It landed on her forehead with a thick thud, the juices warm but thick; it barely moved on her skin. He seemed so pleased with himself as he cried out and came that she didn’t say anything as he continued to stroke his cock and force more of his cum out. He dumped more on her face, but she waited patiently for him to finish, not wanting to off
end him anymore. It took him a couple of minutes, but he finally could only get a few drops out of the head, and then, he lost his enthusiasm, as well as the length and hardness of his cock. By the time she was unbound from the chair, his cock wasn’t a large protrusion, more of a limp piece of flesh, but at least it stopped moving uncontrollably. Males were such strange creatures as she wiped his juices from her face. She was glad that was over, hoping she’d never have to go through it again.
* * * *
Michael had everyone lined up in the control room. The women were on one side, the men on the other. All of the men sported nice erections, the women were standing at attention, firm breasts pushed out proudly, and shorn mounds glistened with faint traces of wetness. It was time to prepare for landing on Odin.
“We’ll land on our new planet Odin within six hours. This’ll be the last time we’ll be together like this until we land. You’ve had a chance to see all the females and the males in our group of fourteen. We are the future of Earth, so don’t forget that. The landing will be rough, but we’ll persevere. We didn’t spend ten years in hibernation to fail.”
“We’ll be strapped into our chairs for landing. I’ll release the two pods first so you will feel a sharp jarring sensation and rocking of the command module as they are disconnected. Shortly after the last pod is ejected, I’ll shoot four of the booster rockets to send us into our descent for landing. The command module will pick up speed, and depending on the atmosphere, it will grow warm inside as the heat builds up outside. Don’t worry; the heat shields will keep us safe.”
“The long-range sensors found us a suitable site for landing; it should be level enough, but we won’t be sure until we actually touch down. The electromagnetic field is strong out here, so we couldn’t get an accurate picture of the planet surface. Once we set down, the scanners should give us better pictures of our new home, its terrain, and makeup of its atmosphere.”