Dax slid in and out of her pussy and watched a thick layer of cum firm forming on his dick. She laughed as her blue breasts flopped forward and backwards on her chest. Agora who had been rubbing her pussy from the hard pounding got over her partner in crime and smothered her with her pussy. The two aliens moaned as one's pussy was being beaten off the rails and the other from getting her pussy munched out. Agora placed her hands on her knees and began sliding across Nix's face and watched as the girl's face was covered in sticky cum. Dax was sweating profusely now and his vision was getting blurry as he pounded Nix's pussy and noticed how his bed was now a sticky mess of cum. They all moaned and groaned with excitement and ecstasy. Nix had begun sucking on Agora's pussy lips and licked the space between them. Her friends clit hardened and placed her lips around it to suck on it. Dax placed his hands on either side of Nix seeing that she was now getting distracted and began thrusting deeper and faster. She gasped and closed her eyes as his dick rubbed against the walls of her pussy. She moaned until her pussy squirted all over Dax's chest. Dax exploded hot cum into the alien's pussy. He smiled as he saw her legs twitch and vibrate from the multiple orgasms she was having. He was satisfied. It was at that moment he fell onto her and his last breath escaped his lungs. The two girls laughed and began kissing each other beside the nuisance. Dax's body turned a few days later at the office of a bounty hunter and a massive amount of credits was sent out. Nix and Agora moved away from the dying city with too many zeros in their accounts. They smiled as they drove away on their bikes. They couldn't have done it without Dax.
in it's stable. He heard the fire crackling above him. Then all was silent.
Story Twenty-Six
A thick envelope slid through the mail flap and landed on the wooden floor in front Bree’s door and a spray of coffee emerged from between her lips. She wiped her wet mouth and for a second she considered chasing after the mailman with the golf club she kept by the entrance. After considering the amount of energy it would need, she simply bent over and picked up the envelope that she knew would mess up her morning. Her pink lace thong rode up between her pale ass cheeks as she bent over and her perky breasts flopped over and dangled with abandon. This was how she spent her lazy days. Her nudity had become a growing concern to her neighbors who now struggled to keep their kids away from her windows. Even with a million warnings from them, Bree still marched around without a care in the world. Every now and then, she would hear a flash from a camera and she smiled as she knew that another one of her many fans now had a picture to show his mates. That was the least of her worries now as she ripped open the flap of the envelope and pulled out a letter. Her heart dropped as she read it's contents. Her bills had finally gotten enough zeros for her to see that everything around her could be taken in a day if her creditors so wished. She trotted over to the kitchen before collapsing into a chair. Bree sighed as she stared at the number with both anger and frustration as though it would disappear if she thought about it hard enough. The front door swung open and Bree waited until the smiling face of Karen appeared around the corner.
“What's the look? You're usually ecstatic about my surprise visits” she said as she noticed her friend's forlorn look.
“Bill's just come in again.” She said as she slid the letter to the other side of the table.
“How bad is it?” she asked as she approached the table.
“I'm officially fucked this time” she says slightly amused by how sideways her life had gone.
Karen placed her hand over her mouth as she realized just how deep in debt her friend had sunk.
“I don't think you'll be able to keep the lights on much longer” Karen said eventually
“You act like I don't know that already” she said as she rolled her eyes in irritation.
“What are you going to do now?” she asked sounding genuinely worried about her friend.
“I guess I'll just cut my losses and make a beeline to my Aunt in Cuba”
“But you hate Cuba” Karen laughed at the ridiculous plan that her friend seemed slightly serious about.
“Yeah and I hate my Aunt but I don't exactly have much of a choice anymore in the matter”
Karen stared at her friend who couldn't look up from the letter and deliberated silently on the options she had in her head.
“How good are you at selling stuff?” she asked eventually.
“Terrible. Sales and me are like polar opposites” she said half seriously
“How about starting up a blog or something?”
“I've never been that great with computers besides I don't have that kind of patience?”
“All I've got left is working as a maid” she said shrugging her shoulders.
Bree realized her friend had reached the end of her rope of support and thought hard about the last mentioned job. Her eyes grudgingly looked up at her friend who was expecting an answer.
“Is it going to be hours of grungy work?” she asked with a whiny voice.
“Pretty much how all cleaning jobs go buddy” Karen said with a smile.
“How's the pay?” she asked with a little bit of irritation.
“Pretty decent but they give you extra if you agree to work overnight”
“What the hell would they need me overnight for?”
“I have no idea. I just know them from Pilates class and they said they needed a maid”
“It's not like I have a choice anymore now do I?”
“Not exactly” she said and her eyes watched Bree get to her feet before walking over to the fridge to get some milk for cereal. Bree sniffed at the milk and a slight crease crossed her face. She shrugged before drinking a bit and walked over to the pantry.
“You do realize you can't walk around like that over there right?”
“Of course I won't! I'm not a complete moron Karen.”
“Says the girl that thought nudism was a career choice”
“The newspaper ad was very convincing!” Bree screamed “They even gave me a hundred bucks before I started out.”
“Yeah, they basically paid you a hundred bucks to show them your tits”
“Laugh it up. Give me a year and I'll blow you all away”
“Hopefully ‘you all’ includes the IRS” Karen laughed and only barely dodged an orange that shot through the air.
Bree got out of the cab at the base of Angel Hills. It was a clump of houses above in the small mountains that was a major catch for the elite. She smiled as she began the ascent up the steps so high off the ground. A breathless blonde appeared at the front door with a bag dragging behind her that was full of her used clothes. Huge sweat patches circled her pits but she was too busy trying not to pass out. She rapped her knuckles lightly on the thick wooden door and listened as someone walked up from within.
A tall, blue eyed man opened the door and Bree’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as she noticed his exposed torso.
“You must be Bree, it's great to…” he began until he looked down suddenly. Bree’s fingers unconsciously ran across the man's abs and she bit her lip as she traced along the muscular ridges.
The blue eyed man cleared his throat and the entranced beauty snapped out of her daze to see him smiling down at her.
“Having fun down there?” he said and stretched out a thick hand to her. Bree shook it with her mouth open as she was now lost in his sky blue eyes.
“Hey I'm Bree …” she said and shook his hand excitedly.
“I already know that” he laughed and led her into the house. “I'm Kevin” he said as he shut the door behind him. Bree stood in a large corridor with the most expensive of designs. The house was bathed in a golden glow from the lights above and Bree squinted from the brightness of it all.
Kevin led her to a room at the end of the corridor and pushed open the door. Bree’s mouth dropped as she noticed the size of it. It was way bigger than her living room yet all that was in it was a large bed a heavily padlocked wardrobe. The room was in a state of disarray with
clothes scattered around and all manners of stains on the probably once white bedsheets. Bree was fully awake now and glanced at Kevin who she was now wondering how he managed to live in such a disgusting place.
“You'll be cleaning this room, Bree” he said with a sly grin on his face.
“Did something die in here?” she asked as she suddenly smelled something off coming from the room.
“Probably.” He said a bit too confidently for Bree’s comfort. “Can't remember much from in here”
“What's in the wardrobe?” she asked pointing at the oddly secured furniture.
“What wardrobe?” he asked gruffly.
“The one over there” Bree clarified and looked up to see him stony faced.
“Unless you're in the habit of spending your nights in a comfy cell, I'd advice you to not to go anywhere near that one”
“You can't be serious” she said as she looked up at him but Kevin was still nothing close to smiling.
“The cleaning supplies are in the cupboard by the kitchen” he said clapping his hands together and a wide grin stretched across his face. “If you need me I'll be out on the terrace.”
Kevin left Bree to herself and disappeared through the glass doors that led out to the sunny outdoors.
Bree roamed through the massive house for minutes before she reached the kitchen. On her way though, she had run into a dozen rooms with odd trinkets and statues sitting around. One room stuck out more than the others and in it was a massive black couch. Other than this there was nothing else in the big room. There was something off about the house that made her feel uncomfortable. It was full of expensive stuff but at the same time it felt so empty. She spent the whole day cleaning the house and soon fell into a pattern that let time fly over her head. She walked back to tell Kevin that she had finished but upon getting there she saw him walking into a room completely naked. He didn't seem to notice her and judging by how tired he was she had a feeling he was going to call it a day. She couldn't help but notice the extra long penis that dangled between his legs. It's pink tip glistened under the light like he had rubbed a helpful wallop of baby oil on it. The front door was open as she left after changing but something about it was even stranger than the house being practically empty. Bree felt that because of how high off the ground the house was, there would be no point for him to lock the doors. She noticed the key was in the lock and all he would have to do was turn it in its place. This brought a sinister idea into her crazy little head. Why not just pick up some stuff that wasn't going to be missed and sell them at a pawn shop. It didn't look like he lived there too much and suddenly this felt like the fastest way to pay off her bills instead of spending hours cleaning off mayonnaise and other random messes from off the ground and sheets.
The next day was an even worse ordeal for Bree as it seemed that someone had jacked off multiple times in the different rooms and for a second, she would have looked at Kevin differently but as she remembered how beautiful body from the day before and she felt her clit swell and her panties get wet about the idea of him being inside her. She mopped up the already sticky mess that had been made on many parts of the floor and changed the sheets. There was cum in almost every room and even on the black couch on the other side of the door. She was watching the clothes spin in the wash when she heard a ring that was undoubtedly the doorbell. She walked over to it and was just about to grab the doorknob when Kevin ran past her and pushed her out of the way before opening the door. A lean dark skinned girl stood there in a crop top and tight blue shorts. Bree’s heart fell as she imagined this hot girl in front of her was Kevin’s girlfriend. This was also due to the fact that Kevin slapped her ass as she walked in and she giggled like a school girl. The two walked past the grimy Bree and to the bedroom with the locked wardrobe without even considering to pass a comment to the maid. Bree snuck over to the door and heard the sound of the wardrobe being opened and something heavy being dragged across the floor. She could hear clothes being taken off and soon the sound of bed springs creaking and body slapping against each other could be heard from behind the door. Bree listened closely to the moans from both of them and soon imagined her being involved in the heat of it. She soon found her hand disappearing into her panties and into her wet pink pussy. She squatted low and began running two fingers in and out to the thrusting that came from within the room. Her legs shook and her pussy squirted sticky juices into her panties that were a mess now. The sound inside the room hadn't stopped and she wouldn't as well. She ran even more fingers in and soon her whole fist was in her pussy just pounding away at the wet pink tightness. Her pussy squirted onto the ground in front of her and that was when the door opened up and she tumbled into the room with her fist still deep in her pussy and her panties riding up on her hips. An already dressed Kevin and his lady friend looked down at the very wet Bree who was trying her best to pull up her panties.
“Dude what the hell?” he said and began laughing uncontrollably. Bree thought she couldn't get anymore embarrassed before his friend threw her head back and laughed as well. She felt like the ground should just swallow her up at that moment. Yet Kevin bent over and grabbed her by her waist before helping her to her feet. Her face was bright red and she couldn't even look him in the eye.
“Why don't you tell me what was going on here someday?” he said with a wide smirk on his face. Till then though, why not just get some rest and take a shower?”
“You want me to leave early?”
"Yeah, I've got some cash on the dresser by the kitchen. Take that when you're leaving"
"You're not firing me are you?" She said shakily.
"Hell no" he said. "You're way too weird to just let go like that"
"Ha-ha I'll keep that in mind" she said and unconsciously rubbed her sticky hand in her hair.
"You should really take a shower though" he said as he noticed cum sticking her hair together. "Meet up with me tomorrow morning and I'll have something I want to discuss with you first"
"Sure Mr. Kevin" she laughed and hurried away from the still embarrassing location.
Bree felt the warm water wash over her and suddenly felt a hundred times better. The awkwardness of a few minutes ago seemed to wash down the drain as she remembered how much Kevin was smiling. She couldn't help but rub her clit as she thought about him and soon her back arched as she went into a fit of wild rubbing. She soon finished and stepped out of the glass door shower. Outside it was Kevin who seemed to have been standing for quite some time. An amused smile was across his face as he looked at her.
"You really like flicking the bean, don't you?" He said before his eyes settled on her perky breasts.
"Umm" she said before picking up the towel beside her and wrapping it around her body. "Is there a reason you're in here?" She asked in confusion.
"Don't mind me, I just walked in here to pee" he said as he undid his pants and began peeing immediately in front of her. "I thought you'd use the other bathroom. You know… the one that's not directly beside my room"
"My bad Mr. Kevin, I'm still getting used to the whole place"
"Dude, it's cool and please, it's just Kevin."
"Alright… Kevin. I'll be leaving now. To avoid any more weirdness" she said as she picked up her clothes and half scurried out of the room.
Bree left the house for the second time that night only this time she was more than determined to work her ass off. She had a bag on her back that was going to be full of the most expensive stuff first before anything else. She wore the only black outfit she had which was a bunch of mismatched brand athletic wear and a long beanie with eye holes cut in them. She stuffed the bag with the beanie as she got into the cab and only brought it out when she got to the steps leading to Kevin's house. The climb seemed even longer than before as she walked all the way up in the cold night breeze. The door as she had guessed was unlocked and she silently snuck in without making as much as a creak. The house was dark and seemed pretty much empty but she knew Kevin was somewhere eithe
r sleeping or jerking off around the place like a crazy person. Bree spied the antique wall clock on the wall beside her and stuffed it into the bag. Next she picked up the jeweled ornaments she had spied earlier. She was just about to stuff a diamond necklace into the backpack when she felt someone grab her and wrestle her to the floor. She struggled for a few minutes with the half naked person and she soon realized grabbing at the person was useless as they were covered in baby oil. She tried to escape and cursed that she hadn't left earlier. She found out that she couldn't move and resigned her efforts and just lay there breathless and weakened. The intruder grabbed at her mask and her blond hair spilled out onto the floor around her head. She saw clearly in the dimmed light that it was a very confused Kevin who was staring like he had seen a ghost.
"Bree? What the hell are you doing here?" He asked
"I'm sorry Kevin." She said without looking at him. I came here to rob you.
"For real? You have money issues or what?" He asked with some concern
"Yeah I do actually. I just met you so I can't ask you." She said
"You really need money?" He asked
"Yeah, I do" she said as more than ever she felt like disappearing.
Kevin helped her up for the second time that day.
"I've got something you can do" he said and he walked her over to the black couch. On the couch was the dark skinned girl and around them were a bunch of cameras.
"You want to do some adult filmmaking?" He said with a smile
"How much do you make?"
"Five grand a day" he said
"What the fuck?" He said with a straight face
"Each." He added
Without saying another word, Bree undressed and bent over the black couch. Her pink pussy was spread apart and eager for pounding from the dick she had fantasized about.
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