Finally home, a cosplay New Years, & the Angel’s test
Friend’s note: It’s been requested that I stop doing this, because the ratings are so low. I’m saddened by this. I figured that his fans would honor one of DB’s dying requests. Regardless of ratings, I will continue. I know that most of the negative votes are from people who don’t even read the story, they simply scroll to the end, and click negative. They don’t realize they’re hurting DB’s legacy, more than anything I could do. Anyone looking at his work, will see his good ratings, then the plummet. This doesn’t hurt me, it hurts his standing. I’m not going to let such petty actions, stop me from fulfilling my friend’s request.
All I want to do is walk into my familiar bedroom, play a few video games, read a comic or two, or maybe even re-watch an episode of Battlestar Galactica. Is that too much to hope for?
Unfortunately, I'm afraid it is, for there’s a sock on the doorknob. I’m a bit surprised by that, as Dennis and Robin haven't been too shy in the past, and haven't cared when Gina and I'd watched them. For a minute or two I stand there, debating on just walking in anyway, but decide that valor is the better part of discretion, and walk back down to my car.
It’s New Year's Eve, and my usual tradition is to stay up late playing video games, before going to bed the next morning. I’ve rarely had dates in the past. Since I don’t know how long my roommate will be, and since gaming is on my mind, I decide to call up Shanna.
"Nick? I'm so glad you called! When are you getting back?" She sounds breathless on the other end of the phone, as she excitedly talks to me.
"Well, I'm actually at my apartment now, but Dennis and Robin are currently using it. What are you doing?" I ask her, hoping she’ll get the hint that I want to come over.
"Getting ready for a party tonight. Are you going?" Since there are literally hundreds of parties going on, I have no idea which one she means, and tell her so. "The cosplay New Year's one, silly. What other party would I want to go to?"
What party indeed? I wonder.
"But I don't have a costume out here, and I can't get to the ones in my apartment," I say, feeling disheartened. I also can’t afford one, after all the money I'd spent down south, and don’t think I can find one that will be up to my standards on such short notice.
"Oh, well, if you get the chance to get one, I'd love to go with you," the disappointment in her voice decides me. One way or another, I’m going. I only have to get a costume. Well, Dennis will understand if I break this one small convention. Maybe if I'm quiet, he won't even know I’m there.
Trudging back up the stairs, pulling off the sock, I unlock the door. I put the sock back on the knob for good measure, before quietly slipping into my apartment. The sounds of my roommate’s lovemaking drift down the short hallway, and I’m fairly sure they won’t be able to hear me.
Confident that I’m going to get away with this, I start walking towards my room. By the sounds they are making, I guess that he's left his door open. Just as I walk into the main room, I realize I’m wrong.
Robin looks up at me, and smiles, as she rides on top of Dennis. They’re on the couch, and my roommate has one of her fake tits in his mouth, while she rocks her hips back and forth, moaning loudly. Her red hair is bouncing atop her head, as Dennis thrusts into her from below.
"Nick!" Robin exclaims with a smile.
"What the. . ." Dennis starts to yell, as he stops moving, craning his neck around to look at me, standing frozen in the entryway. "Dude. . . Sock!"
"Sorry," I tell them embarrassed. "I just need to get something from my room, and I'll be gone."
I try to walk past, but the pathway is short, and I have no choice but to walk close to them. I’ve noticed that despite Dennis stopping his movements, Robin hasn't stop grinding against my roommate, and she grins as I try to slip by. Her hand darts out and grabs my wrist, halting me.
"Do you have to go so quick?" the redhead asks, and I don’t know what to think. Dennis starts to say something, but Robin pulls his head back up to her tit, shutting him up; after a couple seconds, he shrugs his shoulders and resumes moving inside her. "Why don't you join us?" Her hand leaves my wrist, and goes to my pants.
"Uh. . . Dennis," I say, not sure what he’ll think of this.
"Whatever, dude," he say, letting go of her nipple just long enough to say that, before gripping Robin's hips, and increasing her movements.
Robin moans loudly at this, and I capitulate. She quickly has my pants down to my ankles, and I kick off my shoes, and then pants. She has a firm grip on my already hardening cock, and uses it to pull me over to her waiting mouth.
Her lips stretch taught around my head, before I feel her tongue bathe the underside of my penis. Robin is great at giving head, and she elicits moan after moan from me. If I hadn't stopped on the drive up here to masturbate, she probably would’ve had me spewing down her throat in a matter of seconds. This is the first time I've ever been with a woman at the same time as another man, but Robin's mouth doesn’t let me care.
Robin must’ve been enjoying this a lot as well, because she has three consecutive orgasms, before finally pulling away from my shiny knob, and looking me lustfully in the eyes. "I want to feel this beast in me," she says as she gets off of Dennis. I expect her to have me lay down, but instead, she merely turns around, and after a few seconds of fidgeting, has Dennis well seated in her ass.
"Oh, fuck!" Dennis exclaims. "I love how tight your ass is, dear."
She turns to look at her boyfriend, smiling, "Mmm, and I love how well you fit back there, baby" She turns back to me, still with that hungry grin on her lips. "But right now, I want to see if I can get that thing in me, too. I've never had two men at once. This should be fun."
With her back against my roommate and him buried in her ass, I can clearly see her freshly fucked pussy open and waiting for me. I’m so turned on by the redhead's brazen nature that I don’t even care about Dennis being there anymore.
Getting onto the couch, between the two sets of legs, I start to rub my saliva slickened penis against her swollen, wet, lips. Robin moans and closes her eyes as Dennis starts to buck beneath her. I time my own thrust with his, slipping a couple centimeters into her at once.
Her eyes fly back open, and her arms wrap around my neck, as she screams, "Oh god, that feels huge. I feel so stuffed with both of my holes filled. Fuck me Dennis, fuck me Nick. Use your cocks to make me cream! OH GOD"
She mashed her lips to mine in an all-devouring kiss, as I feel her inner muscles contract violently around my rod. I can feel the other man pumping in and out of her colon while she cums, but try to ignore it, as I start to go deeper into this fiery redhead. A small part of me feels bad for kissing another man's girlfriend, but the part of my brain that is doing the most thinking demands I kiss her back.
Our tongues swirl around each other, as she continues to cum, and I bring one of my hands up to her fake left tit, giving it a good squeeze. Despite the fact that I can see her chest is fake, they feel real enough. I’m sawing my hips back and forth, in time with Dennis's movements, and have soon sunk into her as far as I can go.
Robin breaks off the kiss, when I strike bottom, and reaches down to where we are connected. She splits her fingers on either side of my cock, and then looks at me in surprise at how much still remains outside of her. At least two inches stand pointing to the strip of red hair above her pussy.
"Oh, fuck, that thing is big," she moans. I know Dennis is no small guy himself, and hope he doesn’t get jealous of me.
Dennis's hands come around his girlfriend's torso, and starts playing with her jiggly tits, replacing mine, so I grab her hips, and start driving into her as hard and fast as I can.
"That's it, baby. Fill my ass with your cum," Robin cries out suddenly as Dennis begins to grunt. "Oh, it feels so hot in there. You're going to make me cum again!"
This time as her pussy starts massaging my phallus, I’m too close, and pull out a second too late. One shot makes it off inside her pussy, before I can pull and shoot the rest across her stomach.
Robin is still in the throes of her climax, and I watch as she spreads my cum across her stomach, and even fingers herself for a few seconds with her cum covered hands, bringing herself off to a tremendous orgasm.
Not sure of the etiquette of these things, I quickly get up, gather my clothes, and head to my room. I get cleaned up as best I can, and am fully dressed again, when a knock sounds on my door.
"Hey, Nick," Dennis says, "we need to talk."
Uh-oh, I think, here it comes.
I open the door, half expecting my roommate's fist to come flying at me. His hand does enter, but only because he is holding it out to me. I shake it, and he walks into my room. I can hear the shower going, and know where Robin is.
"Sorry if that bothered you, man. She's been asking me for that for a bit now. At first I wasn’t sure how I would handle it. She told me she loves me, and I believe her. It’s actually kind of kinkier than I thought it would be. Dude, when you got in her, her asshole tightened so much I thought she is going to pinch my cock in two!" I let him ramble on for a bit, glad he’s not mad at me. "So, how are you handling it?" He finally asks me as he winds down.
"I dunno," I tell him honestly. "It’s different, and I can't deny it felt great. You have quite the catch on your hands, Dennis."
He shakes my hand again, smiling, before turning to leave. He stops in the doorway, looking back at me with a serious look in his eyes. "Thanks for pulling out of her. She doesn't believe in birth control, and we’ve been lucky so far." I remember that one shot had made it in her, and also how she’d fingered herself with my cum, and can’t speak. I nod though; glad he can’t read my thoughts. Thanks to Lela, I know I’m fertile. "One last thing," his face is now stern, "despite what happened in there, if I ever find you alone with her, I'll kick your ass."
He doesn’t wait for a response, before turning, and walking away. I’m not worried about him being able to beat me up; between my switches and current strength, he doesn’t stand a chance. I don’t plan on trying to steal Robin from him, though. I already have enough women in my life, and no matter how real her tits feel, I prefer the genuine article.
I look around my room, and sigh in relief. My vacation had been an eventful one, but not relaxing. It’s good to be surrounded by my geek paraphernalia again. I almost feel as though my collectibles and posters reset my mind. Remembering the entire reason I came into the apartment, despite the dangling sock, I go to my closet to look through my costumes. All of them tied into geek culture in one form or another. My first thought is to go as Gambit, but with my current muscles, I’m not quite as lanky and thin as I used to be. I continue to go through my costumes, some are bad for cold weather, though I know I will be indoors most of the time, some are just too obscure, and other's too worn. I end up going as Gambit anyway, trench coat, bow-staff and all. I even have some contacts, which turn my eyes black, but wait to put those in, as they tend to annoy my eyes if I wear them for too long.
Robin slips into my room at one point as I’m getting ready, and gives me a critical look.
"Who are you supposed to be? A pirate?" she asks solicitously.
"No, mon chere," I say in my best bayou accent, "I be da Gambit." When she continues to look at me I inform her without the accent, "From a comic book series."
"Oh, yeah, the geek thing." She drops her gaze to my covered crotch, before adding, "Sometimes I forget about that. Especially when it comes to your other attributes." She smiles at me, and I grow nervous, remembering Dennis's warning. Again, I’m not worried about him, but I don’t care to cross any lines. "Anyway, the reason I came in here, is that I want to clarify something. Despite what happened in there, I love Dennis, and have no intention of trying to get with you on a permanent basis. I'm sorry if we gave you the wrong idea. . ."
"No," I tell her, relieved. "I'm happy for you two. I have plenty to deal with on my own."
"Well don't sound too heartbroken," she complains, and I realize that I've hurt her ego. She must’ve expected me to be disappointed, but when I’m not. . .
"Not that I’ll turn you away, if you and Dennis don’t work out," I quickly pipe up, trying to sooth her.
"Hmm, well, with a cock as big as yours, you're welcome to join us whenever you like, just don't expect it too often." She winks at me as she turns and walks out, and I think Dennis is in for one helluva ride with this fiery redhead.
I call up Shanna, to ask if she wants me to pick her up, or meet her at the party. There is only ever one cosplay party this time of year, and while I've always known about it, I’ve never been comfortable going alone.
"Come get me, and we’ll go together," she says, and I can tell that she’s excited about me going. "Who are you going as? I want to see if we’ll match."
"Uh-uh," I tell her, smiling though I know she can’t see me. "You get ready, and we'll see how well we match when I get there." She protests, but in the end, I win out.
I knock on her door a short while later, and Shannon answers.
"Gambit, huh? Now I know what to dress as!" she tells me, grinning triumphantly.
"You're going too, Shannon?" I ask, and laugh when she pouts that I know who she is.
"How do you DO that?" she demands, but I just give her an enigmatic smile in response. "Well, no. I got invited to another party, and I’m looking forward to it. Good choice of costume, though, you're a little too well built for it. Gambit’s tall, but with your current build, you're a little wider than he is."
"Is that a fat joke?" I ask, poking her in the sides, playfully.
She laughs, and then yells up the stairs, "Shanna, Nick is here. You're safe to come out." I wonder at the last part, but when I see Shanna, I understand.
She’s dressed up as Rogue, up to and including dying her hair red, except for a white spot in front. Her blue eyes sparkle as she smiles widely, seeing me in my matching outfit.
"I guess we match after all," I tell her, returning the smile. She runs to me, and flings her arms around my neck, before kissing me.
"I've missed you," she says breathlessly, coming up for air a few moments later.
I wrap my arms around her thin waist, and love how her outfit hugs her curves. "Mon, chere, your touch truly does entice da life right outta da Gambit." She laughs at my accent, and I realize just how much I've missed the sound of her musical laugh. "I've missed you, too. And your cute laugh, and long lashes, and beautiful eyes and. . . Shall we go?" I ask her, giving her tight behind a quick squeeze.
Her mouth moves to a pouty position, and in her Rogue outfit, I think it’s pretty cute. "You don't want to fool around, first?" she asks me.
"Is it always sex with you?" I ask her, remembering when she'd used a similar line on me a while ago.
She laughs at the turnaround, and drags me out the door.
The party is at a large house, bordering on a mansion, and there is music blaring everywhere, lights flashing, and costumes galore. Considering how cold it is outside, I’m surprised at how skimpy some of the outfits are; some of them barely legal in public.
I immediately excuse myself to the bathroom, and put in my contacts. When I return, Shanna has moved away from the spot I'd left her at, but I only have to sense for her switches to find her.
To my surprise, she is chatting with another Rogue. I grab us a couple drinks, and go join them. The other Rogue is pretty cute, I can’t deny, but I can tell she is wearing blue contacts, and a wig. Shanna's costume is easily better.
Shanna doesn’t notice I’m there, until I hand her a drink.
"Oh, you're back," she says barely glancing at me. "Nick, this is Julia, we have a few classes together." By her tone, it doesn’t sound like she enjoys those classes.
"Nick, huh? Cool contacts." Julia says, turning the full effect of her bright blue eyes on me. She places her hand on my chest, and gets a little uncomfortably close, as she gazes into my black eyes. "They can just draw you in, can’t they?" Her lips part and I know she is giving me the go ahead to kiss her by the way she is looking at me, and the shape she makes with her red lips.
I step back, and turn my back on her. I’m here with Shanna, and no matter what I may do when I'm not with her, I’m not going to kiss another woman in front of her.
Shanna looks at me for the first time since I got back, and I see she is startled by my eyes. She quickly gets over it though, as she gives me a quick peck on the cheek and a, "Thank you."
She takes my arm, and pulls me away. When we’re far enough away, which is not too far considering the music, I lean over and ask what that’d been about.
Shanna studies my face for a bit, before answering. "That's just Julia. We've been rivals since elementary school. She’s always been jealous of me, and wants whatever I have, including boyfriends." She glares over to where Julia is smiling at us. Apparently the rival knows we’re talking about her. I don’t doubt that Julia has been successful in the past at stealing men. Dressed as she is, she looks absolutely stunning. I still find Shanna more attractive, dressed up as a better Rogue, but can’t deny that the wonton way Julia acted, had an effect on me.
One of Shanna's words catches in my mind. "Boyfriend? Is that what I am?"
She studies my face for a bit, before answering with a shy smile. "Maybe. . . After the way you just turned away from her, it’s definitely points in your favor." I look back over to the other woman, and notice that her smile turns a little sour.
I take my date out onto the dance floor, and she laughs at my clumsy attempts at dancing, but I don’t mind, just enjoying the way she sounds, and how her long lashes bat at me.
Julia doesn’t seem to be done with us though, and at one point, I find myself sandwiched between the two women. They glare daggers at each other, around me, and I really start to get uncomfortable. It really doesn’t help that Julia keeps running her hands all over my body.
"Let's go," I tell Shanna after Julia grabs my crotch for the second time. I'd thought the first time was a fluke, but when she gets a firm hold on my cock the second time, I know it’s intentional.
"And let her win?" She shakes her head. "I won't let her drive us away. Just ignore her." That’s easier said than done.
I pull Julia's hand off my ass, and give Shanna a kiss, hoping the other woman will get the hint. When I don’t feel her behind me, I think she does, until I realize she has only moved to the other side of Shanna, and is now running her hands all over her body.
I’m utterly confused at this point. What game is Julia playing? And why isn’t Shanna stopping her? When I see Julia start to kiss Shanna's neck from behind, I grow even more confused, and pull my dreamy looking Rogue over to me.
"What's going on?" I ask again. "I thought you hated her."
She looks at me a bit dazedly, before looking around, and seeing Julia smiling at us again. "What? Ahh, I mean, yeah I do. I don't know what she’s thinking." She looks at Julia again, a puzzled expression on her face. "Maybe you're right. Let's go. We can see the countdown at my place, and I really want to be alone with you."
I nod, still uncertain about her answer, but figure if it gets us out of this situation, all the better.
We walk out to my car, but Julia is yelling after us. I don’t want to see a cat fight break out, so I try to hurry us along, but Shanna stops instead.
Groaning, I decide to try and put an end to this, before it can go on.
"Look, Julia, you're cute and all, but I'm with Shanna. Go bother some other guy." I try to be nice, but I know my voice sounds a little harsh in my annoyance.
Julia looks at me with an odd look, before shaking herself.
"I'm not here to talk to you. I want to talk to Shanna." I remain standing there, and Shanna grips my hand, as we look at the other Rogue. She looks hard at me for a minute, and I realize she wants me to leave, but I’m not going to leave Shanna alone with this other vixen. After a few seconds, Julia sighs, and speaks some more. "I guess if I need to say this in front of him, then I will." She turns to face Shanna, her expression and tone serious. "Shanna, I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to you. You’ve always been so beautiful, that even as kids, I was jealous of you. I know I stole some of your boyfriends, and I never even knew why, with some of them. I didn’t even like most of them."
Shanna's grip on my hand grows tighter as Julia speaks, and I can feel the anger nearly radiating off of her in the cold night.
"I think I know why, now," Julia continues to say. "I've always been jealous that those other men could have you, when what I really want. . . What I truly desire. . . I took your boyfriends, so that I could in some way be close to you," she finishes in a rush, and Shanna's hand releases mine in shock.
The import of what she'd just said isn’t lost on me either, as I stand there stunned.
"Why are you telling me this now?" my date asks.
"Because. . .because I only just realized it in there. No one has ever been able to ignore me as well as he did, so I decided to step up my game, by playing with you. Only instead of winning him over, I found that I enjoy being with you instead. I realize that I've liked you for a very long time." Julia sounds truly sincere, but I can’t help but wonder if this is just another ploy of hers, to win me over. If it is, I don’t see how it’ll work.
The two women look at each other for a bit, and Shanna apparently comes to some sort of a decision. She turns to me, and takes both of my hands in hers. "Nick, will you please go warm up your car. I promise I'll be there in a bit."
"Are you sure?" I whisper to her.
She glances back at Julia, and then looks me deep in the eyes. “I’m sure,” she states, placing her hand on my chest and lightly brushing her soft lips across mine.
Unsure what’s going to happen, I stay aware of her 'happy' switch. While it’s not on, it’s not fully off either. I walk to my car, part of my mind on that switch, as I start it up, and turn up the heater. Curiously, her switch moves a little bit to the happy side, but not far, before I see them both walking over to my car.
Jumping out, I hold the car door open for Shanna. "Julia is going to come back to my place with us," she tells me, whispering in my ear. "I'm not giving you permission to be with her." The last part of the whisper is fierce, and I find that I’m now more confused than ever. What were these two Rogues talking about?
The drive is not long, but made to seem longer by the silence in my car. When I get out letting Shanna out, I notice that Julia waits for me to open her door, too. I look to my date, and she doesn’t seem to care, so I open her door, and she steps out. Let it never be said that mom didn’t raise a gentleman.
"Thanks, Nick," Julia tells me. "I'm sorry about how I behaved earlier."
I nod, not sure what to say.
Once inside, Shanna pours us all drinks, and they sit to watch TV, while I go to remove my contacts. My eyes are starting to bother me. I can hear the women talking, but can’t make out what they’re saying, and when I rejoin them, they immediately grow quiet.
"Will someone please explain to me what’s going on?" I ask, somewhat annoyed by their behavior.
Shanna hands me my drink, before explaining. "We’ve decided to try and be friends, and see how that works. If it goes well, then maybe more will come later." I nod, pretending this makes perfect sense, and after some thought, it actually kind of does. Hadn't Robbie been nice to me, after a fashion, after I'd stolen Gina from him?
"So, Nick. You're all the talk of the campus right now. You seem to have grown pretty popular lately," Julia comments.
I swallow a sip of my drink uncomfortably. "Yeah, for some reason, some of the jocks have taken a liking to me. Kinda unexpected," I try to blow off the question. They had become friendlier with me after the whole kidnapping scene where Robbie had beat me up. I’m still not sure if it’s because they’re afraid of what I’d done that night with my switches, or because they feel bad about their hand in the fiasco.
Julia pretty much ignores me after that, even though Shanna and I are cuddling on the couch.
When the ball starts to drop, we all count down, and cheer as the New Year begins. Shanna spins around in my arms, and kisses my quite thoroughly. We’re both quite out of breath, when I let her pull away. I see Julia standing there, forlornly, and feel bad for her. I know what it’s like to be alone on New Years.
Shanna sees her, too, and to my surprise, she lets go of me, and walks over to the other Rogue. "Let this be a new year for new beginnings, and the end of old rivalries," she says, and then kisses her for a few seconds.
When they pull away, I’m wondering if I’m actually going to get a crack at this second Rogue after all, despite what Shanna had said.
Julia's eyes are sparkling, and I can see a tremulous smile on her lips, as Shanna walks back over to me, and grabs my hand, pulling me back to her room.
"Someone has been on their best behavior tonight, and I think he deserves a reward," she tells me with a wink. “Besides, goin' on a week now I ain't had nothin' twixt my nethers weren't run on batteries!”
I laugh at the Serenity reference.
When Julia makes to follow us, I think for sure it’s going to happen, but Shanna indicates for her to stay outside, and shoves me into her room.
Once inside, Shanna starts stripping off her costume, and I do the same. As she meets me on the bed, I notice that she left the door cracked, and Julia is spying on us. I laugh inwardly, wondering if Shanna had done it on purpose or not. She’d said she still doesn’t trust the other woman, and I wonder if this is some kind of test. But whether it’s a test for me or her, I don’t know.
All thoughts of the other women flee, however, when Shanna's wet lips wrap around my cock, and she starts to give me one helluva blowjob. Luckily I've already gotten off twice today, or else I really wouldn’t have lasted long. Robin was good, but Shanna is fantastic. I don't know why, but for some reason, she seems to take extra care to make sure I’m enjoying it, and easily has me moaning and groaning, as I run my fingers through her red dyed hair. She almost looks like another person, with the change in her hair color.
As much as I’m enjoying her attentions, I feel bad for ignoring her pleasure. Pulling her up, I lay her down on the bed. I start to kiss her feet, sucking gently on her toes, and running my tongue between the little digits, listening to her small purrs of pleasure as I do it. I trail kisses up the arch of her foot, to her heel, where I nibble a bit, before moving up her calf, the underside of her knee, then thigh, and finally the juncture at the top.
I can see that she is already soaking wet by the time my tongue swirls around her inner lips. She tastes as good as ever, and I hungrily drive my tongue into her as deep as it will go.
I hear a noise behind me, and only then remember Julia. She must have entered the room. I move my mouth up to Shanna's clit, so that I can get a look at her face, and see that she must have been staring at where Julia is. She doesn’t look angry, though, so I concentrate on attacking her clit with my teeth and lips.
She is soon quivering, with my head locked between her thighs, and her fingernails digging into my scalp. When her legs release me, she grabs me by my ears, and hauls me up to her face, where she greedily licks her juices from my lips, chin, and tongue.
I remember the way Summer and I’d been together the other day, and think I will tease Shanna a little bit. I place the head of my cock against her labia, and rub it up and down, making her moan with desire.
"Fuck me, Nick. You've been away for too long, and I need your monster prick inside me," Shanna demands, but I continue to tease her, until she has another orgasm from me rubbing against her tiny clit. As soon as I see the beginnings of her passion, I quickly change angles, and thrust myself as deep into her as I can go in one stroke.
Shanna grunts at the invasion, and it increases her orgasm. I can feel her fingernails digging into the flesh of my back. I pull all of my length out, except for my head, and then shove back into her, going for that deepest spot that I've found in the twins. After pounding into her for a few minutes, making her cum again and again, I realize the angle must be wrong, and roll us over.
When we swap places, I catch a glimpse of Julia, her lips parted in an 'O', eyes closed, and her hand buried deep in her own pussy. She has a hold of her wrist with the other hand, and it looks like she is trying to get her fist even deeper into her hole. She has decent sized tits, though smaller than Shanna's, and they bounce in time with her efforts.
Julia opens her eyes and sees me staring. She grins as she licks her dark red lips at me seductively.
I decide I better concentrate on the woman I’m with, and latch onto one of her breasts, while I reach down between us, and press hard against her clit. This time when she comes, I feel myself slip into her that last little bit, as her womb strangles the head of my cock.
"Oh, fuck. I forgot what you feel like so deep in me. Oh, I love how you fill every part of me Nick," Shanna moans, and I can feel her juices leaking out and around my invading tool.
I know I’m getting close, and grip her hips, forcing her violently back and forth. She feels so good, with that tight grip on my member, and I soon unload my seed into her grasping womb, to the echoing sound of loud cries from the other two women.
Shanna collapses against my chest, trying to catch her breath, while I slowly soften inside of her, without slipping out. She kisses me tenderly, before squeezing her arms underneath me, and hugging me tight with her whole body.
The last thing I remember before falling asleep is her whisper in my ear. "I think I could fall in love with you, Nick. I know I can trust you. Thank you for being. . ." the rest is lost in the oblivion of sleep.
When I wake up in the morning, I find that I’m still inside Shanna, and have grown hard again. Julia is sleeping naked, next to us.
Definitely a better way to start the New Year, than my past has been.
Julia has taken off her Rogue wig, and I can see in the early morning light that her short hair is the color of gold in the dawn light.
My slight movement is enough to wake Shanna, and she looks down on me with a sleepy smile. "Mmm, good morning, handsome," she murmurs to me, and lightly peck my lips. Shifting her hips a little, she must realize I’m still inside her, as her eyes grow wide, and her smile even wider. "Mmm, I can get use to waking up like this." She gives me a hug, and I can’t help but twitch inside her, as her whole body squeezes me.
"Huh, wha—" Julia wakes up next to us, slightly confused. "Oh!" she exclaims when the fogginess of sleep has finally been rubbed from her eyes, and she sees Shanna and me.
I don’t know what to think. Shanna made it clear to me that Julia is off limits to me, which is fine, though disappointing. Last night, she had been across the room while I was screwing Shanna, and I can still envision her fisting herself. But now she is right here next to us, and after the days and nights I'd spent with my sister and mom, it takes all of my self-control not to reach out, and start playing with her small dark nipples.
I decide to start small, and see what happens. Slowly, I begin to move my hips, slipping in and out of Shanna's grasping vagina. The current redhead moans as I do this, giving me a devilish look, as though she knows what’s in my mind, but she doesn’t stop me. Instead, she turns to Julia, and says, "I guess you behaved yourself, last night." She reaches out, and starts rubbing one of the other woman's breasts, and Julia smiles at her appreciatively. "Perhaps we can have some fun this morning." Then she looks back at me seriously, "But she's still off limits to you."
I don’t know what to say to that, but figure that at least I’m not being left out completely, like Julia had been last night.
"Thank you," Julia gushes, and then half sits up, and starts kissing the woman I’m slowly fucking. Julia's nipple is only a couple centimeters from my lips, as she kisses Shanna, and it is torture not to lift up and suck it in.
To distract myself, I close my eyes, and pick up my pace inside Shanna. She sits up more, and I feel a hand down near my crotch. Opening my eyes, I see that it’s Julia's hand, vigorously rubbing Shanna's clit while she sucks on her tit. Julia's ass is now facing me, and I can see her juices already leaking down her legs. She must have been seriously turned on, to be that wet already. Again, the image of her fist diving in and out of that juicy cunt flashes through my mind, and I wonder what it would be like to have your entire hand in a woman. My left hand starts to twitch at the thought, and instead of following through with the impulse, I place both hands behind my head to keep them out of the way, and just let Shanna ride me.
When I look back at my lover, she is looking at me, and I know I'd been caught staring. I blush slightly, but dammit, I'm a man, and she is a naked woman right next to me. It would be impossible for me NOT to look. Shanna doesn’t say anything though, and just continues to moan, as Julia and I bring her to a crashing orgasm.
As she cums, Julia pulls her off of me, and the two women starts making out madly, hands roaming all over each other's bodies. My cock stands forlornly, pointing to the ceiling, all but forgotten.
Well, I’m not about to be forgotten for long, and as I roll off the bed to get into position behind Shanna, they both move into a sixty-nine position. I have to move again, but Shanna's ass is now aimed perfectly in the air for me, and I get back on the bed, and squat behind her, with my feet planted on either side of her legs. I’m so tempted to slip it into her puckered, tight bunghole, but I haven’t been there with her, and don’t know how she’ll react.
I easily slide right back into her mound, while Julia sucks on her clit. I can feel her vaginal walls constrict around me every time Julia flicks Shanna's clitoris, and I’m soon moaning in time with the sexy female geek. A few times I feel Julia's tongue on my balls, but I don’t say anything to Shanna; it feels too good.
Grabbing Shanna's hips, I start to pound myself into her, as I feel my orgasm approach, and Shanna screams out a split second before I start to unload into her. My body is wracked by paroxysms of pleasure, as gob after gob of my semen floods into Shanna's pussy, and leaks out around my cock.
I pull out, and Julia hungrily attacks the now-empty hole, sucking all of my semen out of her. Despite how erotic the scene is, I know I’m spent, so decide to leave the women to their own pleasures, and go to get into the shower.
Shanna joins me a couple minutes later.
"I figured you would still be with Julia," I tell the nearly insatiable woman.
"Are you mad at me?" she asks, throwing me into confusion. She must have seen my misunderstanding painted across my face, for she continues, "For not letting you fuck Julia, too?"
I have to laugh. It had been torture true, but it’d been kind of kinky, as well. "Well, no," I tell her, "I'm not mad. But I'm a bit confused. You don’t have a problem sharing me with your sister, so why have one with Julia?"
She gives me her familiar, 'You know nothing, Jon Snow,' look, before answering.
"Because Shannon is my sister, and I trust her. Julia is another matter. I might trust her in time, but there is a long history that we both have to get past first," she tells me, placing her hand on my chest as she looks into my eyes.
"Is that why—" She must know me better than I think, as she places a finger across my mouth, stopping me.
"If you're going to ask about the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing again, please don't," she tells me, knowing exactly what I'd been about to bring up. "Yes, she is a big reason why I don't want to label us. She’s stolen most of my past boyfriends. You have shown me I can trust you when I’m with you, but how do I know about when you are out of my sight? If we aren't officially together, then it won't hurt as bad."
I really have no answer for her, because I can’t say that I haven't been with other women when she isn't around. I offer the only truth to her that I can, "I promise that I will not let her take me away from you. Besides, she can't even begin to compare to how wonderful you are to me."
She places her hands on my hips, as she looks me in the eyes seriously, before pulling me to her, and hugging me tightly. "Thank you," she murmurs, her head pressed against my chest, as the water sprays down on us. "I lo—, er. . . thank you."
I nod, knowing what she’d been about to say, and hug her back to me, feeling warm inside.
Julia jumps into the shower after we get out, and I get dressed back into most of my costume from last night, not having any other clothes here.
"I'll leave you two, to work things out," I tell Shanna, giving her a long kiss. "I want to get home, and finally relax." She looks disappointed, but I really haven't been able to relax for a while, and I’m looking forward to being in my own room.
I don’t make it home. Halfway there, words flash across my vision, 'Get somewhere private. It is an emergency.'
I don’t know if it’s Lela or Summer, but guess the former. My sister could just tell me, or even call me, but if I need to get somewhere private, that likely means Lela. She’s never taken me in the day, before, so I know it must be important.
I pull over into a mostly empty parking lot and wait. It doesn’t take long, before a shadow looms over my car. A second later, I find myself in the featureless blue room.
I’m not alone.
Arms wrap around me from behind, a moment before I hear a whisper in my ear. "I've missed you, little bro."
I turn around, and hug Summer back, wondering what the emergency is. Thinking back on the shadow that had covered my car, I know Lela is risking her ship being seen. Whatever it is, it must be something dire.
"What's going on?" I ask, hoping my older sister will know.
"I'm not sure. I only had a moment's notice, before Lela came and took me. Nick, I think mom might have seen the ship," Summer informs me, worriedly.
That isn't good. If mom saw the ship, and found Summer missing, things might go badly. I truly hope she’s wrong.
I look around for the opening that will lead to Lela, but it isn't in evidence and in this featureless room, I don’t even know where it’s supposed to be. With Summer's arms still around me, I can sense her off to my right. I can also sense all of my other switches moving away at an alarming rate. We are returning to low orbit.
"What are you wearing?" Summer asks, pushing me away from her to examine my costume. I quickly explain about the cosplay New Year's party I'd gone to. "And if you’re still wearing it this morning, then that means you went home with someone. . . Did my geeky brother use his switches on a woman last night?"
I know she’s teasing me, but don’t feel that this is the appropriate moment for it. "I didn’t use my switches," I tell her a little more brusquely than necessary. "Help me find the door out of here, so we can find Lela."
Just as I finish talking, the lights go off, and I suddenly find us floating in space. Or at least, that's what it seems like, as Earth zooms away from us, and we are surrounded by stars. Thankfully I can still feel the floor beneath my feet.
'Lela?' I think to the alien. 'What's going on?'
There’s no response.
Summer hugs me tighter from behind, saying, "Nick, I'm scared. Is this the attack? Are the demons here?"
"No," I try to reassure her, "They aren't supposed to be here for a few more months. Maybe it's just another scout." But as I speak, I notice that we’ve left low orbit, and are still rapidly moving away from Earth. I can’t imagine what speed we must be moving at, and marvel at the technology that must have gone into this ship. The geek in me has a small orgasm.
The mortal human part of me, on the other hand, informs me I’m going to die.
After a couple seconds, red rings appear in the distance. As we draw closer, I can see ships in the middle of the rings, and figure the red circles are superficial, highlighting the location of the other ships.
Lela finally sends us a message: 'Ships are detected approaching. Too many to be scouts. Be prepared.'
Summer and I look into each other's fear filled eyes. This is it, I think to myself. It’s early, and I'm not ready. I still don't know how to stop them. The human race is going to die, and it’ll all be my fault. I barely stopped a scout. How am I going to stop this many?
Luckily Summer is thinking a lot more practically than I am. "Maybe we'd better get undressed, so we can have as much contact between us as possible." Her voice quavers as she speaks, but it still lends me enough strength to overcome my paralyzing fear. I nod to her, and start removing my trench coat and shirt.
The distant ships are easily visible now, and I notice that the red rings suddenly turn blue. I wonder at this, just as I’m pulling my shirt over my head, and my sister is removing her bra. The ships are just what you'd expect from nearly every cheap sci-fi movie: round saucers, spinning slowly as they move through empty space.
I quit stripping, and place my hand on Summer's wrist, stopping her from undoing her pants as I watched the ships approach.
Something’s not right. They’re not in any type of military formation, more of a gaggle, and I know that the demons are militaristic, based mainly on the fact that they sent out scouts and the visions Lela had shown me, what now seems like ages ago. If they’re hostile, they should be ready this far out. They also appear to be slowing. Or maybe that’s us. It’s hard to tell, when your reference points are stars, hundreds of light-years away. Either way, we’re no longer approaching each other as fast as we had been.
'Lela?' I ask again, not expecting a response. Summer lays her hand on my shoulder, and I’m shocked, as Lela's switches are the only ones I can sense. How far from Earth are we? The insane thought that mom’s going to ground me, if she finds out how far from home I am, flits through my mind, and I laugh quietly.
"This is no laughing matter," Summer tells me, rebuking me now. "What's going on?"
The other ships have stopped moving, and are now facing each other across the black expanse.
I’m still not sure what’s happening, but I’m starting to get an idea. "I think the blue rings mean friendlies," I tell her uncertainly. "These are either other friendly aliens, or more of her race, angels. Did you get to see Lela's ship before she took you?" Summer shakes her head, letting me know that she hadn't, and I grimace. "Hmm, I guess we'll just have to wait then."
I hope that it’s not Lela's race coming back. They’d demanded that she abandon Earth, and when she disobeyed, they’d made sure that her ship would never be able to find home again, and then abandoned her to Earth's fate. If they’re coming back, that can only mean trouble. Perhaps they’ve decided to kill Lela's and my children after all, and take her back with them.
The ships start moving closer again, and Summer tenses, just as space disappears, and we’re back in the blue lit room again.
And just like that, we’re no longer alone in the room.
Summer screams, and I pull her behind me. She almost strangles me, she’s squeezing me so tightly, but I’m not going to let them get her. A small part of my mind can’t help but notice the feeling of her hard nipples digging into my back. I shake off the thought, to examine our company. Now is not the time to think with my second head.
Six sets of silvery eyes look at us curiously. Each eye has a cat-like pupil, and looks too large for their heads. Their skin is light pink, and they’re all wearing those light suits that I’ve seen Lela wearing, before I'd gotten her pregnant. They’re of Lela's race.
They’re also all female.
For some reason this strikes me as extremely odd, until I remember Lela mentioning that it’s the males that rule their race. I assume that these must be their servants.
Which means that my unhatched children are in danger, as are Summer and Lela. It has to say something that I’m not concerned for my own wellbeing, though my heart is certainly pounding in my chest.
"Do not be alarmed," one of them says in the dual-toned voice of their race, stepping forward. Her voice is a little deeper, however, than Lela's. She looks just like Lela, except that maybe she has wrinkles that Lela doesn’t. In fact, all of these females have barely wrinkled faces, and a couple of them actually have slightly sagging small breasts. It’s hard to tell if there are other features that are different, with the dim blue light dancing smoothly across their bodies, making it hard to focus on specific features.
"Nick," Summer asks me, "What's going on?"
I shrug my shoulders, uncertain, and our guests don’t deign to enlighten us.
The black rectangular hatch opens in the wall behind the newcomers, and it takes me a minute, before I see Lela walking between the other females. I know it’s her, by her switches.
"Lela, what's going on?" I ask, as soon as she’s in front of us, then, "The children?" If she’s here, who’s incubating our children? Why does she look so sad? Has something already happened? Why won’t any of my questions get answered?
Fear galvanizes my resolve, and I prepare to disable these angels, and figure out some way to escape. I have to save Lela and Summer.
I wait for her to form her answer before acting, wondering why she doesn’t use the nanites. "A surrogate is taking care of our children," her voice finally comes, and I’m happy to see a smile appear on her face. If she’s smiling, then maybe everything will be okay. 'They are here for another reason,' the words come across my vision. It’s only then that I realize she has spoken for everyone's benefit, but that we can use the nanite's connection to speak privately.
The one that’d spoken earlier steps forward, and faces the three of us. She speaks first in her language, and then waits for Lela to translate. I wonder at this, where she’s already spoken to us once, and think that it might be a hierarchy thing, or maybe she doesn’t know enough of our language.
We wait for Lela to form the words, and I try to stay patient. "They say that some of the females of our race believe what I'd told them, and don’t feel that enjoying mating is a blasphemous thing." The other angel speaks again, followed after a bit by Lela. "A few females have revolted, and are returning to your planet, to seek me out, and verify if it’s true. If it is, then it will mean a massive social change for our society." Lela waves to the others of her species. These are delegates from their strongest ships.”
Lela seems to be getting excited, her nipples even growing rigid, and it’s hard for me not to share in it. It means that she won't be an exile, bereft of contact with the rest of her race for the remainder of her lifespan. Then the rest of the news falls upon us.
"If I have been found to be lying, then I will be executed immediately, and the lives of the rebel females will also be forfeit, for their crimes in coming to me."
"Great," I say, knowing that Lela had indeed enjoyed our coupling, "but I don't see any other males here for them to experience it with." Only after the words are out of my mouth, do I realize my stupidity. "Oh. . ." I say, at the same time Summer smacks my arm.
"It's you, silly," my sister tells me, unnecessarily. "What a lucky pervert you are, getting to service all of these aliens." I'm glad at least she’s enjoying this. I still remember my marathon sex session with Lela, and don’t care to repeat it. Summer grows serious for a moment, before asking, “When did you and Lela do it? You didn’t tell me about. . . Oh, my god! Those children are yours!” Summer’s shock is almost tangible in its intensity.
Before I have a chance to respond, the old one speaks again and we wait for the translation. "That won't be necessary. They brought a young female, who has just reached maturity. They will give you the opportunity to please her, and then will abide by her verdict."
"But I'm not up to putting her in heat, and then having sex for the next eight hours," I protest. "Besides, I don't want any more children, right now."
“Eight hours. . .?” Summer whispers in wonder next to me. “You’ve been holding out on me, Nick.”
Once again the older alien speaks, followed by Lela. It’s obvious that she understands me, even if she refuses to speak much of my language.
"If what I told them is true, then you won't need to put her in heat. Merely please her, and it will be done," Lela translates.
'Lela,' I think to her privately, 'Are you okay with this? Can’t I just couple with you? I don't want to hurt you.'
'How can this hurt me?' comes her immediate response. 'When you prove I’m right, everything will change. Also, if you only mate with me, they can claim that I am lying to save our lives. They want this to be true. It will mean that our females will no longer be subservient to the males. No longer have to suffer violent matings.'
'But won't it bother you, to see me with another woman?' I ask, even though I know she’s seen me having sex with numerous other women, as she’s always spying on me. But those other women have all been human. This time it will be with one of her own species.
'We do not choose a mate for life, as you humans try to do. We have always mated for the best offspring, choosing the strongest males. When things change, then maybe we can think about finding only one male for us, but for now, this is how my race functions.' I truly wish that I could gain some sense of emotion from the words, but they just seem too analytical.
"What about you?" I turn and ask my sister. "How do you feel about this?"
"Are you kidding me?" she asks excitedly. "I'm getting horny just thinking about it. Watching you make it with a young alien. . . Can it get any more perverted than that?"
I laugh at my sister's cavalier attitude, before turning back to the group of aliens. "Okay, I'll do it."
There is a hum of confusion, as the alien females converse amongst themselves.
“Of course you will do it,” Lela translates the next sentence, and it dawns on me I never even had a choice. A moment later the entryway opens again, and out walks another pink-skinned alien. She stands a little shorter than Lela and her breasts a little higher, but is otherwise nearly indistinguishable.
Lela lets out a small sound that I can only interpret as a gasp.
She walks up to me, and waits. It takes me a moment to notice she isn't wearing a light suit.
Uncomfortable with so many eyes on me, I’m not sure how to proceed. I’m tempted to use my switches to make her wet, but think that it might be cheating. I think back to how Lela had first reacted to my touches, and how she'd only wanted to get it over with.
"If this is going to work," I tell them," she needs to do whatever I say." I look into the young alien's silvery eyes, before asking, "Can you understand me?"
She jarringly nods her large head, and I can tell she’s just as nervous as I am. I’ll need to get her to relax, or this’ll never work.
"Sit down," I tell her, and take her hand, to help her down. Part of me is conscious of Summer walking away with Lela to one side of the room, while the other six go to the opposite side. I do my best to block them all out. This is just like when Dennis watched me and Gina, or at Brent's party with Shannon, I think to myself, wishing I believe it.
I sit across from her, and take her foot in my hand. Gently rubbing her heal, I start to give her a massage, hoping it’ll help her relax.
'What are you doing?' Somehow I know it’s Summer asking. 'You don't have to woo her, just make her cum.'
'Look at her,' I mentally admonish my sister. 'She’s too nervous. Besides, I want to make sure she’s pleased in every way, so that there can be no complaint, and no denying it.'
'How did I end up with such a wonderful, younger brother?' she sends back to me. 'No wonder you're such a great lover.' I feel my cheeks heat a little at her compliment.
I take this moment to look closer at this new angel, and can discern a few other differences between her and Lela. The angle of the eyes is just a bit different, as is the exact shape of her sex: a little slimmer, maybe.
‘She was chosen for her aesthetic closeness to me,’ Lela sends me.
‘Closeness. . .’ I wonder, not realizing I send the thought.
‘Yes. She is my sister.’
I look at Lela in shock, my hands stopping for a moment in their massage. This race of angels truly is different from us humans.
As I return to work on the young alien's feet, I’m able to sense her relaxing a bit. She watches everything I do, with her liquid silver eyes, and there is somehow an innocence to them that I find alluring.
A thought occurs to me. 'Lela, is your sister a virgin?'
'She has never mated. They want someone that has never known the normal type of mating for this test.' No wonder she’s so nervous. She's likely been raised on what to expect from the males of her species. The violent, almost rape, as their men take them again and again, non-stop, until their biological heat has been satisfied, would scare just about anybody. I have to make sure that this experience is the complete opposite for her.
I shift my hips closer to her on the floor, and feel her tense for a moment, but when I only start to massage her calf, she relaxes again.
The older alien speaks, and Lela translates, "They want to know if all of this is necessary. You didn’t need to do any of this with me."
"It was different with you," I tell her. "You were in heat, and then your body demanded it. Was ready for it. She is obviously nervous, and I need for her to relax. Trust me, if you can get your men to do this, you won't complain. I also don’t care to use my ability, and ruin the accuracy of this experiment."
The angel I’m massaging says something in her two-toned voice, and the older aliens nod. 'She says that what you are doing feels nice, and it does help her relax,' Lela's translation comes through the nanites. I note that this younger alien's voice is slightly higher than her sister’s, and wonder if their voices drop in pitch as they age.
I smile happily at the young alien, and then decide to step it up a notch. Moving my hands to her thin knee, I bring her toes to my mouth. She gasps as I suck on one pink toe after another, and I’m not sure if the gasp is from surprise, or pleasure, but she doesn’t try to stop me. Slowly, tenderly, I begin to rub her skinny thigh, as I slip my tongue between her small thin digits. I've never noticed before, but her feet are short one toe, just as her hands are less one finger. I’m able to fit all four toes in my mouth, as I flick my tongue between then. I think I hear a half moan escape from the young alien, but when I look up at her, she’s just staring back at me curiously.
"Do you have a name I can call you?" I ask her, taking her toes from my mouth. I don’t expect her to answer, but it doesn’t hurt to try, and small talk may put her more at ease.
She says something that sounds like 'Harana', though it’s hard to tell with her two vocal cords, and two tongues. Her voice is soft and high, and sounds quite musical to my ears.
"Since I can't say that, may I call you Harana?" I ask her softly, trying to keep my voice soothing. She nods, and I smile reassuringly. Her tremulous smile in return, tells me that I’m winning her over.
I switch over to her other foot, now, and start rubbing it. Following the same routine as with her left leg, I’m not surprised to see that she has grown a little wet between her legs as I work on her right thigh, and suck her toes.
I realax a little myself, at seeing this evidence of arousal in Harana. While I know Lela had enjoyed our marathon sex session, part of me feared that this angel couldn’t be turned on, without my switches.
Deciding it’s time to go to the next level again, I trail gentle kisses up her calves, under her knees, and along the insides of her thighs, before reaching the juncture at the top. I glance over to where Lela and Summer stand watching us, and noticed that Summer has her hands down her pants, and she’s decided to put her shirt back on. Lela is slowly fidgeting, and I feel her wet switch is fully tilted. Smiling, I plant a soft kiss on Harana's sex, and this time, there is no mistaking the soft gasp that escapes her lips. She is enjoying this.
Gently, I lick around her tiny labia, before sucking one lip in, and nibbling on it lightly. Her breathing is becoming heavy, as I continue licking her, and there is an unmistakable flow coming from her vagina now. I lap it up, before shoving my tongue against her outer barrier, but notice that I can’t get past it. She is likely going to be tighter than Lela, and that worries me, but it’s a problem to tackle later.
One of the old aliens says something, and Harana answers back vehemently.
'They wanted you to stop what you are doing, saying it is not necessary, but Harana demanded to let you continue. Apparently she is enjoying that.' Lela's translation comes to me, and I decide to reward Harana for her diligence. Up until this point, I’ve avoided her clitoris, but now I attack it with fervor. All my other touches have been light, and gentle, priming her for the way I lick, and suck, and even bite her clit now.
Harana cries out in pleasure, and I feel a splash of her vaginal secretions wash over my chin as she comes. I leave her clit alone, allowing her to recover, as I lap up her tangy juices, and go back to licking and sucking her labia, spreading my tongue wide as I lick up her slit.
Harana starts talking fast, having to stop periodically to catch her breath. The old aliens wait for her to finish, before answering back.
'She just told them how good that felt. She was very detailed. They chose a good subject for this test. She is very analytical.' The way Lela's words float across my vision is very scientific, which seems at odds with what is going on in the middle of the room, but I’m glad that my efforts are paying off. Maybe I won't have to take her virginity after all. If she is like a human that way, it will hurt her, and that may be the end of it all. I’m pretty horny though, and looking over to my sister again, I see that she now has her pants on the floor, and is busily rubbing her pussy. I can’t help but smile inwardly as I sent, 'Pervert,' mentally to my sister.
Apparently I’m not the only horny person in the room. Even Lela is lightly running her fingers along her naked skin. I only then notice that she doesn’t have on her light suit.
'The seniors say that that is okay, but the real test will be the intercourse. They are getting impatient.'
'Ask them if they want to do this,' I testily snap back mentally, losing my good mood, and then realizing she is about to do just that, I quickly add, 'No wait. Don't. I'll get on with it.'
I trail kisses up Harana's body, stopping for a few seconds on each of her darker pink nipples, and hear her softly moan. I kiss up near her ear, and whisper, "This first part might hurt. I am truly sorry for that. I promise it will feel better in a bit." I quickly pull off my pants, and kick them away.
The young angel nods, and I start to rub my hard cock against her vulva. She starts to moan, and even hunch her hips against me, when the older alien suddenly speaks, startling me.
'They already know this part will hurt. That is expected. Do not forget that she also has the nanites, and is communicating with them, as we are.' Lela sends to me.
I feel like an idiot. Of course she’s telling them everything mind-to-mind; Harana probably only speaks out loud, when she wants us to know what she’s saying.
I feel a little betrayed, thinking that I’ve been winning Harana over to our side. Well, in a way I have, but this is still a test, and she is still their subject.
I have to press pretty hard to get my cock's head past her outer barrier, and as soon as it slips past that portal, I feel her hymen break, before I can slow or stop myself. Damn, she is TIGHT!
Harana cries out in pain, and I hold still, waiting for her to get used to me inside of her. I glance over to the other aliens, and see that they are intently watching us now.
A gasp from the other side of the room turns my attention that way, and I’m shocked to see Summer standing behind Lela, with her arms wrapped around the alien. One hand is pinching a dark pink nipple, the other one rubbing the pink alien's crotch. Lela seems to be enjoying it, as her eyes are closed, and she is leaning back against my fully nude sister.
I look back over to the other aliens, and notice that some of them are watching Harana and me, and some watching Summer and Lela.
That’s right, I think, see what can happen when you experience true pleasure.
‘Your sister feels nice,’ Lela sends in response, ‘but I like kissing you more.’
“Damn, this alien is hot, watching you,’ Summer sends at the same time.
Harana says something, and when I don’t look at her, she grabs my head, and turns me to look at her. She nods, and I know that she is ready for me to continue. I decide that this is as good a time as any to teach her something else, and drop my head down to hers, kissing her softly as I start moving my hips slowly. Harana just lays there, neither returning my kiss, nor moving in time with my hips.
'Explain to her what a kiss is,' I ask Lela, and a second later I hear Lela's voice gasping and moaning in her language. Apparently my sister is taking good care of her.
Harana nods when Lela is done explaining, and I soon find her tongues wrapping around mine.
It doesn’t take long for the entire length of my rod to sink into this previously virgin alien, and I start giving her long slow strides. It only takes a few strokes, before she starts to move in time with me, and after a few more strokes, she is moaning.
She has to break off the kiss, and her arms wrap around my neck and pull my body close to hers, as she starts to cum hard on my rod. I have to stop moving inside her; she is so tight, I’m afraid she will rip my member off, if I don’t hold still. Instead, I tighten my penile muscles to make my prick twitch inside her, smiling inwardly, as this seems to increase her orgasm.
When she finally comes down from her high, I prop myself up on my hands, and look down at her. There is no mistaking the dreamy smile on her lips now.
"There is more than one position to enjoy," I tell her, as I pull out.
She looks at me curiously, but I lay on my back, and indicate for her to climb on top. Aiming my penis for her hole, I grab her hips and yank down, while I thrust my hips up. I fly through her outside barrier, and sink fully into her in one go. Her large eyes grow even wider as I do this, and this time it is her that initiates the kiss, as she bends over and presses her lips to mine.
With my hands still on her hips, I start moving her back and forth in a gentle rhythm that she soon picks up on her own. She has to break the kiss again, and she starts to really moan as she picks up the pace. I lift her torso up high enough, that I can bring one of her tits to my lips. She gasps as I nibble on it, and a few seconds later she comes again. Her pussy grips me extremely tightly, but she doesn’t stop moving her hips, and I know I’m not going to last, so I lift her off me.
I really want to give her the whole experience, and as soon as she is done shaking from her last orgasm, I have her get on all fours in front of me.
The older alien says something in a tone that I can only call snotty.
"She says that your true colors are now showing. This is how our males take us. Since you've yet to reach your climax, you must be getting ready to do it the way you truly want to: violently." Lela's translation comes a second later, somewhat breathily.
Luckily Harana is like putty in my hands at this point, and doesn’t resist, as she gets onto her hands and knees.
"I only want to show that this position can be enjoyable as well," I say aloud, not having known that bit of lore about their men.
Once again I have to break past the outer barrier, but once through, Harana's vagina grips my rod like a silken vise, massaging and rippling around my length, making me moan at the contact. I move my hips back, until only my head is still within her hot folds, then slam forward, until my balls slap her clit. Harana grunts and moans as I repeat this numerous times. I know this can look violent, but as wet as Harana is, I know she is enjoying this as much as I am.
I also know she is telling the other six aliens everything.
I look to where my sister is lip locked with Lela, and smile as the pink alien shudders in a climax of her own, while her four-fingered hands work furiously in Summer's pussy.
Harana cries out with her high-pitched voice at the same time her clutching crotch grips my cock, and I can’t hold back anymore.
I begin to empty my ejaculate into her with powerful spurts, and she cries out something in her language. I guess she is describing what it feels like, but can’t be certain. It seems to take forever for my own climax to end as her tight hole continues to milk every ounce of seed from my balls. I enjoy every minute of the bliss that floods my mind and body.
Pulling out of her with ease, I lay her gently on the floor. Lela and Summer are now locked into a sixty-nine (Lela on top), and I wonder what Lela's two tongues must feel like to Summer. Both women are moaning, and writhing against each other, so I can only assume my sister is enjoying Lela's attentions, and vice versa.
The lead older angel speaks up then, and Lela lifts her head from Summer's pussy to listen. After a few seconds, I see her shiny face split into a wide grin.
'We have won,' she tells me mentally. 'This will change our entire society. The recording of this event will be broadcast to every planet.'
I hear what sounds like a musical argument behind me, and turn to see Harana gesticulating with the other six aliens.
'She has been told to go back to their ship to teach the rest of them what you showed her, but she refuses to go. She wants to stay here with you. She says that since this is all recorded, they can use that to teach the other females.' I’m shocked to say the least. I guess I really have won Harana over to us. 'She also says that there must be more for you to teach her.' I groan at that news. Not that I’m adverse to further sessions with the Lela’s younger sister; I just don’t want to get too worn out, and school starts back up in a couple days.
After a bit more arguing, I see Harana grin widely, and the others give an angel equivalent of a 'harrumph', before they turn to walk away.
The lead alien stops, and turns to face Lela. She says something that makes Lela jump off of Summer, and all of the color drain from her. I look to Harana, and see that she has the same reaction. Whatever was said, neither one of them like.
Summer moans, as she is forgotten, but when she sees the looks on the other alien's faces, she becomes concerned. "What is it? What's going on?"
"I don't know," I tell her, waiting for Lela to either send me a message, or speak out loud. Instead she turns and walks out the portal, saying something in her own language, before the black rectangle closes around her. I can only guess she is going back to incubate our children.
I turn to Harana, a sense of dread filling me, and see that she is sitting on the floor, staring at nothing in front of her.
"Harana, what is it?" I demand from her, hoping she can tell me through my nanites.
She looks up at me with fear-filled eyes, and her cat-like pupils are fully dilated, covering up almost all of the silver. I have to repeat my question again before she seems to understand. When her mental answer comes, I understand her terror.
'The demons have somehow sped up their approach. They will be at your planet in a little over one month.'