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Reply #20 on: October 17, 2020, 04:11:22 PM
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21: Wednesday, July 15, 2200 hours CST: Berte Gets Her Wish

Zach went through the pressure doors of Radial Arm Bay B1 and climbed up the radial arm to weightlessness in the central cylinder. From there he traveled down Radial Arm A1 to its bay and out the hatches. He found himself in Exercise Room B. He trotted through there, past Head B2, and through Recreation Area B to knock on Berte’s hatch. She answered the door nude, with a ring of flowers in her hair. She had trimmed her pussy hair neatly, too, but thankfully had not shaved altogether. He put her on her bed and checked between her legs for wetness. She was dripping wet and she was wearing the butt plug.

She was sporting that impish little smile of hers. She stroked her eyes across his like a cat rubbing up against his leg to get a treat. He dropped his briefs, swiftly covered her, and speared her. His cock was still frantically stiff from Khushi’s long kisses. She was a gloriously tight fit from the addition of the butt plug. He stalled out and had to push slowly in the rest of the way to the hilt in a separate movement. Berte was looking at the corner of the room and trembling with delight. “Sweetheart, I love you so much,” he said to her. Her eyes were flickering. He stayed inside her, but bent far down to suck and kiss one nipple and then the other.

The slickness was building around Zach’s buried cock and dribbling onto his scrotum, and he couldn’t resist moving in Berte. He made long, slow strokes that slid in her abundant and building cream even in her gripping tightness. “I’m your nasty dirty slut that fucks her own ass only for you, Zachary! Yes! Yes! Yes! I want to pleasure your dick with my dirty slutty ass! Yeah!” She'd really enjoyed her ass play homework. He pulled out of her, and she glanced at his face for a moment, surprised, and said, “You stopped!”

He rocked out the butt plug and set it on the table, and Berte said, “Hummm!” with a mischievous grin, looking off towards the corner of the room, looking like all was going to her plan. He put two pillows onto the bed and rolled her over onto her tummy so that the pillows were under her hips. He took the tube of still half full surgical lube from her bedside table. He spread some on her anus and a lot on his cock. He straddled her ass and put the tip of his dick at her asshole. It slipped in easily, as her sphincter was already soft from the butt plug. He stopped there, and asked, “Does it feel okay so far?”

“Yessss! Your dick is in my bottom, Zachary!” Berte sounded very amazed and very aroused.

Zach grabbed Jill off the bedside table. He put the vibrator on a medium setting. He held it to Berte’s vulva with one hand. Her hips jumped to life as the stimulation hit her. He put his other hand on her back to steady himself. He put gentle but firm continuous pressure on opening up her still extremely tight ass. As the thickest part of him stretched her anus, she said, “It hurts! I’m cumming! AAAAA-HUH! AAAA! HUHUH!!” She was bucking like crazy on Jill, pushing back and forcing his dick into her ass by herself. Even better. He gave her ass one good loud spank. “AAAA-HUH!” she cried as her ass clipped him in pulses. That was another climax.

“Berte?”

“Huh?”

“Do you feel my hips against your butt?”

“Yessssss…”

“Where is my cock?”

“It’s in my… all in my dirty bottom!!! All the way up my stinky dirty bunghole!!!” She panted for a while, and he felt the exquisite tightness of her ass twist around him.”

“Zachary?”

“Yes?”

“Does my bottom feel good?”

“Oh, it’s the most wonderful feeling, Berte. I’m going to move, okay? Let me know if it starts to hurt.”

“Okay.”

Zach put Jill on Berte’s vulva and rocked in and out an inch. He heard no complaints. He worked up to bigger and bigger strokes. As his own pleasure grew exponentially, his strokes helplessly shortened and quickened. He was nearing orgasm. He maintained careful check of himself so as not to slam into her. He edged himself closer and closer and finally spilled over, “AHRRRRRH!” Sooooo satisfying.

Berte flinched as his hot squirts hit her insides. “I can really feel it squirting!” she said with amazement.

“Yes,” said Zach, “There are many more nerves in your rectum than in your vagina.” A few moments later, he pulled out of her anus, which snapped shut. He patted a towel onto her butt anyway. Berte rolled over and sat her butt on the towel. She grabbed her phone and texted away like mad.

“Who are you texting?”

“Alexis to thank her,” Berte sang.

“Oh that’s sweet.”

“You stretched my stinking pucker! You shot your splooge deep into my filthy bunghole!” Berte enthused.

“Splooge, eh?” Zach said. “Was that okay?”

“Yessss…” she said in the way she did when the thought of something really excited her. Her eyes were crescents of delight as she grinned and stared at her phone.

“I’m going to go wash up. I’ll see you later? When you get off duty?”

“Correct.”

“I’ll text you first, okay?”

“Okay.” Berte was still texting with Alexis and maybe some other people, completely distracted by her new achievement. So cute. If she wanted to excel in giving him mind-blowing orgasms and then tell the world, it was okay by him. He left her quarters and walked across the recreation area into Head B2. He took another quick shower, concentrating on his hands, dick, and pelvic region. He was not late to see Colby, but it was time to go join her at his place.

(To be continued)
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Reply #21 on: October 17, 2020, 04:12:17 PM
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22: Wednesday, July 15, 2230 hours CST: Colby Asserts Herself

The habitat ring of the dry run vehicle spun following the right hand rule in the direction of the bow. From Head B2, Zach walked antispinward, passing through Recreation Area B, passed Berte’s door, and walked through Hydroponics Bay B6. He continued through Storage Area B5, Air Processing B, and Hydroponics Bay B5. On the antispinward side of Hydroponics Bay B5, he arrived at and entered his own sleeping area at B3. Colby had tidied it and arranged it to her liking while she was waiting. She had pushed the two beds together, making it a king-size bed. She was a naked milk chocolate treat sitting in the middle of it, with dark chocolate nipples. She looked at his momentarily subdued cock right there for anyone to see filling his tight boxer briefs. She scolded, “Is that all you were wearing, wandering around the whole ship?”

“I hate my flight suit. It’s uncomfortable. I was going to wear scrubs. I haven’t gotten organized,” Zach said. He actually didn’t think the flight suit was uncomfortable. It didn’t suit his needs. Too much trouble to get in and out of. Scrubs would indeed serve him well in what looked to be his frequent house calls.

“Well, c’mere, you big baby,” Colby said, opening her arms. Zach slipped into them. “You’re right on time for bedtime, earlier than I thought. I like!” She felt so good. “Mmm! Freshly showered! I like!”

“Yeah, It was pretty sweaty dealing with all that stuff,” Zach said. He wasn’t lying. He had been sweaty after having sex with Michaela, Aanya, and Berte in the previous hour and twenty minutes. His schedule of women had kicked into high gear. Just those three were going to kill him. Innocent Aanya was now under the wing of a master of sexual depravity. Then there was Michaela, the master herself.  Alexis and others were rapidly corrupting Berte, the other near-virgin, to the great pleasure of all concerned.

“You seem thoughtful,” Colby commented.

“Yeah, a long day, but my life is getting perfect. Now there’s you to come home to. I’m happy.” Zach added, “Just to warn you, I might have to get up and check on a few things during the night. We’re still getting settled. Doctors never really sleep, you know.”

“I understand,” Colby said, looking deep into his eyes. “Just come back to me, you hear?”

“Just there and back,” Zach assured her. “I want to wake up with you.” He knew he should go bother Colleen during the night. Had he promised any of the other women anything? Oh yeah, Alexis and Charisse ideally at 2 AM, 6 AM at the latest.

Zach felt guilty that he wasn’t being forthcoming with Colby. Then again, she was no dummy. She knew very well what was happening behind the scenes of their life together. It didn’t really matter exactly when or how it was happening. She wasn’t being curious, bless her. They were both creating this illusory bubble of a normal monogamous relationship with each other despite his responsibilities. For example, he kissed Berte in the lunch hall before launch. It couldn’t have felt good for her to witness that, knowing what he knew she felt about their situation. Yet she had made no mention of it. Thus, an unwritten code was forming between them. He would do his best to keep his other activities away from her world. For her part, when stuff inevitably slipped through, she would do her best to ignore it. This worked for him if it worked for her. He wanted her to be happy by hook or by crook. It looked like a bit of crook was in order.

There was a low level of light in the room. It was perfect for sleeping and watching each other while making love. Zach loved what Colby had done to his place with such alacrity and flair in his absence. It showed depths to her personality and intellect he’d not yet had the opportunity to investigate. He slipped off his boxer briefs and got under the sheets and cozy blankets she had topping the bed. Where had she found king-size sheets? More mysteries. She smiled at him and slipped in with him, looking up into his eyes.

Zach scooted down Colby’s body. “You called me a big baby. You don’t know the half of it.” He fiercely latched onto her right teat and began suckling. She had B-size breasts, very proportional to the rest of her beautiful delicate tininess. He sucked her whole breast into his mouth. His lips and tongue automatically massaged her breast in the instinctual way to draw milk if it was available. Depending on the woman, he found women to be anywhere from sensually gratified to sexually gratified by this activity. It depended on how sexually sensitive their breasts were to other forms of touching. A woman had never orgasmed from this activity with him. He’d had women report a lot of sexual arousal. He’d found that even women who were not overtly interested in the activity were dripping wet afterward. The path between a woman’s physical sexual arousal and her mental sexual arousal evident to her was labyrinthine. He was a student, but a mere acolyte. He unlatched, and asked, “What do you think?”

“I like it,” she said. “You were agitated when you arrived. As soon as you started, you calmed right down like I’ve seen my cousins’ and aunts’ babies do. I see what it does for you, and I understand. I see the serenity it brings you. I enjoy it some, too, but mostly I like what it does for your mood. Whenever you want to calm down, baby, you just come get a taste of my chocolate teats. Anytime, anywhere. We can always find a quiet spot if you need to calm down.”

“Thank you,” said Zach, intending to take Colby up on that to deepen and strengthen their relationship. “Here,” she said, climbing over him, “Do the other one, so I don’t feel lopsided. I’ll sing to you like my aunt Melanie sang to her babies.” He latched onto her left breast joyfully. She had a beautiful singing voice. Some of the songs she sang he recognized. Most he didn’t. They were beautiful and calming.

Zach woke up to Colby rubbing and touching his face. “How long has it been?” he asked.

Colby answered him, “It’s only been ten minutes. You were like a baby. I guess you are tired, huh? I sang to you, and as I sang to you, you got calmer and calmer. You kept suckling, but slower and slower, until you popped off naturally and you were fast asleep. It was adorable! You are a fascinating man Zach Carson. So erudite. So sophisticated. A notable seducer of women. So even tempered. So presentable. Well, black mark for the undies and ship slippers, but, what am I saying? You look delicious in undies and ship slippers. Physically gifted in every way. Yet, fascinating quirky habits. Quirky words. Quirky ideas. They lead me astray in glorious ways. I didn’t even know I remembered those songs I sang you. I guess they’ll become Martian nursery rhymes. The history we’ll be making. I get scared thinking about it much.”

After Zach’s tiny nap and waking up in Colby’s arms, his cock quickly filled for her. He slid below the covers and found the smell and taste of spicy oatmeal and love between her legs. He pulled down the blankets to see what he was doing. She liked a big tongue licking everything and then focusing more and more on the clitoris as she approached and had her orgasm. Then the process started over. A lot of spit was good. Noisy sucking and licking were often good, but sucking was sometimes too much. She was so tiny. His tongue fit over her entire vulva. While he had his tongue on there, he had to show her. “Ook!” he said “I ot I ung o’er or e-ire ul-a! A ol ing!”

Colby smiled down at him. “What do I look like, a dentist? Speak English, man.”

Zach repeated himself, “I said I had my tongue covering your entire vulva, and now you’ve missed it.”

Colby mused, “There’s no angle from which I could have seen that. I guess I’ll have to believe you. That part felt like a giant warm slug was trying to give me slug babies. Are you done down there yet? I’ve had plenty enough orgasms. You don’t have to write War and Peace letter by letter with your tongue. I get it. You like licking my snatch. And believe me, I like you licking my snatch and I like you liking to lick my snatch. Now fuck me, please. I feel empty. I want to feel so full it aches the other way.”

Zach enjoyed Colby nonstop until midnight, ejaculating good strong squirts in her both times. He was still under the spell of launch day excitement. She was more excited than he’d ever seen her, crying out frequently in orgasm under him. After midnight they dozed.

Colby had never spent the night with Zach. She didn’t know the effect her oatmeal cookie excitement filling the air would invariably have on him. An hour later, he woke up hard and desperate. Seeing his chocolate treat right there in his bed filled him with joy. He speared her and enjoyed her desperately as she roused, surprised but not disturbed by his passion. He finished in her before she’d even had a chance to fully rouse. He filled her delightedly with a globby batch, his toes curling as he strained and delivered into his dark princess. Then he patted a towel onto her and rose as she contentedly drifted back to sleep.

First, Colleen needed a promised visit. Zach walked spinward past Berte’s quarters to Radial Arm Bay A1. He emerged from the radial arm bay into Control Room A, which was always manned. Alexis, the night shift commander, was at the other side of the room turned away from him. She appeared to be masturbating on the job. This wasn’t a problem as far as he was concerned. If something required her attention, it would beep until she attended to it, no doubt. Her job was monitoring the ship’s systems and managing the night shift crew. The systems were all automated. The crew was expert. There was really nothing for her to do under normal circumstances.

She had her arms down and she was quivering. Unless he missed his guess, Alexis was plateauing and rapidly approaching orgasm. He stepped into an equipment bay out of plain sight and peered around the corner at her. He would walk up and greet her as soon as she had arranged herself. She climaxed dramatically and loudly for a masturbation session, moaning “Ayana! Yes!” She shuddered for a while there, breathing hard. Ayana stood up from between Alexis’s legs with a wet face and a big smile.

They chatted and joked in low tones as Alexis was making herself presentable. Ayana walked into Head A1 on the other end of the control room, presumably to wash her face. Zach waited another minute for good measure. As casually as he could manage, he stepped out of the equipment bay, walked towards Alexis, and greeted her. “Hey Alexis. Staying awake?”

“Woof! You startled me!” Alexis said, swiveling her chair to face him with a hand to her heart. Her panties were still sitting on the console. Somebody must have circulated a tit liberation memo. Her yummy C-cups were looking proud, full, and unrestrained in the Martian gravity. Her squared-off nips raked proudly against her knit dress in the brisk control room, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Sorry. I’m a thief in the night tonight,” Zach said. “I still haven’t gotten used to the idea that I don’t have to sneak around to see Colleen anymore. She asked me to drop by.”

Alexis looked at his muscular body with hunger, since he was still only wearing boxer briefs and deck slippers. She stared at the growing erection in his briefs inspired unknowingly by her dalliance with Ayana. Addressing his bulge, she asked, “When is it my turn? And Charisse’s? I’m desperate, Zach, beyond desperate. I’d let a rattlesnake fuck me if I could find one.”

“Is that so?” replied Zach. “Never fear. I’ll see you and Charisse at your quarters at 2 AM as you requested. Don’t keep me up all night, though, okay? I need at least a little sleep.”

“2 AM at ours then,” Alexis slavered.

“Bye,” said Zach, walking towards the head and Colleen’s quarters. Alexis just whimpered in response, watching his muscular body and ass recede from her view.

(To be continued)
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Reply #22 on: October 17, 2020, 04:12:50 PM
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23: Thursday, July 16, 0100 hours CST: Touching Base With Colonel Bruno

Zach passed Head A1, Medical Bay A, and Galley A to reach Colleen’s quarters. Her hatch was slightly ajar, and he shut it after him. There was a small lamp that made it dim but visible in her sleep chamber. She had set hers up much as Colby had arranged his own, as one big bed. Her small sleeping body look adrift and alone in the big wide bed. Her blankets were down at her waist. Her blonde hair was still nearly perfect in sleep. Her beautiful pert breasts with small pink nipples and areolae emphasized her youth. As he slipped in naked next to her, she roused slightly, muttered something, and put one hand on him. “Zach,” she breathed softly. No panties. Gently, he moved her legs slightly apart and found her to be moist. His fingers smelled earthy, intoxicating. He dipped under the blankets and ran his tongue reverently, lovingly over her vulva. She roused. “Oh! I know you don’t have much time Zach… aaah… just fill me up, okay? Hmm… I want to feel you fill me…”

The lube was sitting on her bedside, and as she relaxed into snoring lightly, he lubed his cock. He threw off the blankets, and she roused and said, “S’okay.” He paused, stunned by her beauty in the semi-darkness. In innocent sleep, she looked like a high school gymnast. Only the voluptuousness of her breasts and hips suggested more maturity. Gently and lovingly, he painted her vulva gently with a warm lubed finger. He wanted to make sure her soon-to-be abrupt ride would be as comfortable as possible. He lifted and spread her legs and knelt between them. He used one hand to start rubbing his cock head on her clitoris. She breathed in a good long breath, and with lidded eyes watched him. She said, “Mmm…”

He popped the head of his penis into her sleepy opening and pressed forward with gentle and continuous pressure. He penetrated her firmly, sliding, sliding, sliding. She took him more easily with a sleepy vagina provided he was lubed up. After reasonable amounts of petting, she was usually difficult.  Even her sleepy one did that cum-sucking magic on him, though. He didn't know what it was. The shape? Her muscles down there? He pressed harder and slid deeper, eliciting an “Oh!” Her eyes opened fully. “Thank you for this. I love you,” she whimpered.

“I love you, Colleen,” said Zach. She grunted as he pushed in further. He lay on top of her, grabbed her ass cheeks firmly, and took his pleasure in her. She whimpered with every stroke. “Yes… lover… I’ve been thinking about you all day Zach… all evening… Zach!... my Zach… Oh lover… hmm… hmm… mmm yes take me! Mmm yes!” He sped up, sensing she was reaching for an orgasm, “Yes! Yes! Oh! Oh God!” He paused as she writhed and bucked in orgasm underneath him.

Once her orgasm played out, Zach made slower, deeper thrusts. He picked himself up off her. He sat up on his knees. He put a pillow under her ass and set her down on it. He slid in and out of her deeply and felt and explored every inch of her vagina while looking into her eyes. His gaze fell to her beautiful breasts and perky nipples. They smiled at each other, hers a glorious, sleepy smile. He was the luckiest man in the world to have this magnificent, heroic, beautiful woman wanting him between her legs. She wanted his baby. He was beginning to hope that she wanted to be with him long term. Her heavy-lidded deep blue eyes looked back at him, shining darkly in the dark room.

As he explored her in long strokes, he felt the urgency to fill her with his seed appear in him. At first it was light touches of thrill in his abdomen and at the root of his testicles. It amazed him to feel it, given the furious pace at which he had been inseminating his crewmates. He silently begged his body for some staying power. Yet with every new woman under him it seemed, there came a renewed urgency to breed. It now smoldered deeper and deeper in him until it became a need, throughout his brain, in his face, until he had to willfully hold it back. He crouched over Colleen, straining. She felt his need. A thrill ran through her loins, a shiver, an elemental urge to be bred. “Yes lover… inside… yes… yeah… I’m ready!” Zach’s strokes shortened and quickened. “Yeah! Yeah! Now! Now! Give it! FILL ME OH GOD!” she urged as she writhed in climax.

As soon as he felt Colleen clip him, Zach was yanked with her into bliss and howled, “RAAAAAH!!” straining every sinew of his being into her. A flood of raging hot semen, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, pummeled the back of her vagina like beating a drum. His semen kept flowing, milked by Colleen's magical cunny to extraordinary feats. In the silence he breathed, amazed. Well, he’d take it, God damn it. That ride was spectacular. Colleen was spectacular. He looked at her, and fell into her eyes deep blue. He was her slave. “I love you,” he breathed to her, and stroked her wildly mussed blonde hair.

“Uh-hmm,” Colleen confirmed with a smile that seemed to fill her soul. She looked at and ran her hands over Zach’s chest. They had been overflowing onto the pillow since he ejaculated. He replaced his cock in her with a towel over her opening. He looked to rescue the pillowcase, but it was totaled. He took it off and wrapped it around the pile of semen in the middle. He lay down beside her and looked into her deep blue eyes once more. It seemed as though she knew everything about him at a glance. “You need to leave soon,” she reminded him, “Promise me to take thorough care of Colby tonight. She’s my right hand. She’s my calm. She’s the older sister I never had.”

“I promise,” Zach replied sincerely. “She's a treasure. I will treasure her. I’ll never take her for granted. I’ll never take either of you for granted. I’ll always be there to support you for as long as you want me and as long as I live.”

“I know it, Zach,” Colleen said. “I feel it deep in me every time we make love. Now go.”

“One thing first,” Zach said.

“What?”

“There’s unrest between Khushi and Ayana. As you may have noticed, they fought at the family event. Khushi says it was because she wouldn’t introduce Ayana to her parents even as a good friend. Her culture at home is very homophobic. Khushi was terrified that her demeanor towards Ayana would give something away to her mother. Khushi told me this and then cried on my shoulder for a while. And then she kissed the hell out of me for a while. That’s a problem only because she has an agreement with Ayana to lay off me for the time being. It’s while Khushi sorts out her lesbianism, is my understanding.”

“Yeah, I heard about that agreement,” said Colleen. “Knowing their agreement, you shouldn’t have kissed her.”

“Has Khushi ever danced for you?”

“Zach, have some self-control. You’re not helping them. Please quit messing around with Khushi.”

“Speaking of self-control, as I entered Control Room A on my way here, I saw Alexis sitting facing away from me. By her posture, I assumed she was rubbing one out to pass the time until the end of her shift. She looked close, so I waited to approach her until she was finished, for the sake of courtesy. She orgasmed then, a big loud orgasm. Who should pop up from between her legs but Ayana. Ayana immediately hit the head to wash her face. I waited another minute and then walked out into the control room and said hi to Alexis. Wild night, huh?”

“Did Ayana see you?”

“No.”

“Well this certainly falls under the heading of potential problem,” Colleen agreed. “Those two need some couples counseling or something. Thanks for letting me know. I’ll look into it discreetly.”

“I’m afraid of what I might learn if go back out there. Can I hide under your blankets?”

Colleen responded by pushing him out of bed with both her legs. “Begone, knave! And please start thinking with your upper brain. Quit the bullshit with Khushi.”

(To be continued)
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Reply #23 on: October 17, 2020, 04:13:27 PM
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24: Thursday, July 16, 0145 hours CST: Charisse's Reason

Alexis was thankfully alone when Zach emerged from Head A1 and a quick shower. She said moistly, “You know, if you put your ear right on those airtight doors, you can hear through them pretty well. Sounded like fun.”

“Why am I not surprised?” Zach smiled. “I’ll meet you soon in your room,” he told Alexis. He felt her eyes on him as he walked away antispinward towards his room to quietly check on Colby. She was still sleeping peacefully. He had some time before 2 AM, so he decided to visit Charisse at her work wherever she was. He texted her and asked, “May I escort you to your quarters?”

“Drag me away, caveman. Hydro Bay A1.”

Zach turned around and walked spinward to Alexis, whom he greeted again. “Trying to destroy my sanity?” she teased as he passed her. He walked past Colleen’s door this time and found himself in Hydroponics Bay A1.

There was Charisse. “Hello, lover!” she greeted him brightly. His amazon princess, smudged with dirt, was sweaty and looked completely wrung out. Her breasts, though, by the Gods, looked great in her flight suit, the nips sharp against it. “That’s enough for tonight,” she said wearily.

Zach threw the exhausted woman over his shoulder with a whoop and said, “You’re getting a massage." She was light in the Martian gravity. He carried her past Colleen’s quarters, past Galley A, Medical Bay A, and Head A1 to Control Room A.

Michaela was talking to Alexis, ”I relieve you.”

“I stand relieved,” replied Alexis, smiled, and told Zach and his payload of Charisse, “I’ll join you shortly. I’m going to rinse off. Zach, you rinse off that baggage in A2.”

“Yeppers,” Zach replied and carried Charisse into Radial Arm Bay A1. From there he carried her up the ladder to the core and weightlessness, down Radial Arm B1 and down the ladder into its bay. He cycled the antispinward hatch and carried her through Exercise Room A to Head A2. There, he removed Charisse’s dirty, sweaty garments and pushed her into the shower. He sat on the head with the lid down. He was already half erect from carrying her lithe form, still not calm from the launch. He looked at her tall lean firm nakedness streaming with water in the shower. Her perfect tan-nippled breasts, so perky, jiggled as she washed her hair. Her inner lips peeked out invitingly. His eyes caught her panties peeking out of her pile of clothes.

She sang a tuneful impromptu song, her beautiful voice soaring, “…Gettin’ fertilized, pollinated, I’m itchin’ for it, agitated, when I feel Zach’s cock I’m so elated, when he fills me up, I feel so mated, this is just what I’ve anticipated, it feels so good I’ll never be sated, yeah, dance break, oo-oo oo, oo, oo-oo oo, oo…”

The crotch of Charisse’s panties was crusty from anticipating. She had creamed into them, worked hard, sweated into them, creamed, sweated. Layers and rings of creamy sweaty stains told the story of her day. He put his nose to the sediment and breathed in her familiar spicy chicken scent. It was once removed from the live version, the most volatile part dried or fled. Still, a treasure to feel and rub under his nose. It made him yearn to spear the real wet thing urgently soon, not soon enough. He licked the stain experimentally.

Charisse was done with her song and her shower. Zach wrapped her in a clean towel, gathered her dirty clothes in one arm, and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her out into Recreation Area A. Khushi and Ayana were there playing ping pong, a hopeful sign. The game itself was a disaster, with them missing every shot. None of them had more than barely adapted to the change in gravity. The Mars gravity simulated by the dry run vehicle was only 38% of Earth’s. Khushi’s eyes flickered to him with a hungry look as he passed by them carrying Charisse. The ping pong ball missed Khushi’s paddle and bounced wildly off her right breast.

Zach had indeed noticed the lighter gravity in his shipboard activities so far. For example, Charisse was light as a feather, weighing 25 kilos in this gravity. He missed the assistance of Earth’s gravity in his pounding motions on top. On the bright side, he could safely and painlessly relax his weight onto any of the women.

Zach arrived carrying Charisse. Alexis was there naked on top of their bed, sparking clean, bright-eyed, and ready to go. They’d arranged their bed into a king-size format as well. “Charisse needs a massage,” he insisted. He and Alexis laid Charisse out. Alexis produced some massage oil. They spent the next half hour thoroughly massaging the majestic natural beauty in tandem. Zach missed the gravity assist to apply pressure to Charisse’s tired muscles. His ability to maneuver her around so effortlessly would make up for it. He could still squeeze and knead her as hard as ever. He moved from her darkly tanned torso to kneading her pale sexy buttocks with glee.

By the time they were done massaging Charisse, she was dozing with the release of endorphins given by the massage. Zach let her be for the moment. He grabbed the smaller, evenly tanned Alexis, and ate her snatch. He smelled something a bit unfamiliar in Alexis’s moist crack, a whiff of perfume? Alexis shut her eyes and groaned as she succumbed to his wet tongue-teasing.

Zach was thinking of the tongue that had preceded his in Alexis’s snatch. Or perhaps, a different woman had gotten to her in the meantime. He could never assume with her. “Yeah, you fucker, eat my cunt…” she muttered. A short while later she orgasmed. She huffed her way through it quietly so as not to jar Charisse from her reverie.

Alexis looked mischievously into Zach’s eyes and whispered, “Stretch my cunt.” In the half-light, her two-toned hair perfectly framed her delicate face and kind, impish smile. Her breasts and brown puckered nipples stood up firm to greet him. Her slick cunt looked thirsty for him. He positioned, stirring his dick to cover the tip in her honey-thick wet. He plunged into her in a single thrust, knowing she was fully wet enough to handle him. She was also dry enough to get her desired amount of friction from the ride. It was not that she had a loose cunt, by far the contrary. Initial entry into her was like breech-loading a field piece. He slid in with only slightly above moderate force. This was too rough for many women, but ideal for exciting her. Once his penis was in, her cunt muscles locked around it like a velvet vise. She milked him, or did whatever the hell she wanted to do to him, for the rest of the ride. She was always excitable, but now especially wound up from so many hours of anticipating his reentry. She climaxed with a shudder as her cunt muscles engaged and he stretched her deliciously and thoroughly.

“I know you’re in a hurry, honey,” Alexis said, grabbing his ass and helping him pound her harder. She grunted softly and bucked with another orgasm. Her slick cunt muscles worked and teased his plunging cock slickly. He plumbed her with increasing helpless excitement. Every time she climaxed, her snatch gave an extra twist to punctuate the pleasure she was receiving from his thrusting cock. She let him know often that he was delighting her. She knew she was coaxing him towards a quick release. As his need to ejaculate invaded his senses, she whispered “Slow down!” When he didn’t respond, she reached up and smacked him across the face, not painfully. That got his attention.

Zach stopped in surprise. A whimper escaped his throat. Alexis spilled and shuddered in orgasmic pleasure and moaned, writhing beneath him. He plunged ahead with his short strokes, her cunt helplessly twisting tight in climax to stroke him wetly. “AAH!” he gasped in mounting pleasure. “RRRAAAAH!!!” He strained and loosed his semen into her with every fiber of his being. He slapped fresh hot cum into the elastic limit at the back of her cunt. He stirred it with his shuddering cock into all her secret places. His fierce cries had shaken the room, rousing Charisse, who sat up and rubbed her eyes. She admired her fellow lovers still locked desperately together and motionless in their post-orgasmic bliss; their bodies demanded reverence for the task of sperm finding hypothetical egg.

Zach felt Charisse’s hand rubbing along his back. He was reminded she needed him badly, too. Gently, he slid his half-erect cock out of Alexis. He felt her cunt letting him go along with a river of semen. She caught the semen in a towel. He rolled over, and Charisse lay down facing him. He smoothed the lock of still slightly damp bleached hair out of her eyes and tucked it behind her ear. He kissed her gently. She said, “I need you opening and moving in me, Zach. I had a vibrator with me. I was able to touch myself off during my duty when it got to be too much. It made me miss being one with you. I miss the feeling of you filling me and me delighting you. I meant what I said in the excursion craft. You delight me, lover.”

“Charisse,” Zach confessed, swallowing hard, “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

“Aw sweetie. My cute traditional naif,” Charisse breathed, “Such a big heart. We only met nine days ago, my lover. You don’t need to save me from anything.”

“Ten,” Alexis chuckled. “It’s past midnight.”

“Well, ten days must be plenty of time to fall in love. I honestly wouldn’t know,” Charisse smiled with amusement. “Zach, it’s always been like this with me and men, with men and me. They are bees in my life. They stop at my flower, drink my nectar, drop their pollen, and flit off. Sometimes I see them again if I want to. Sometimes I see them intermittently over the months or years. Since I was barely spotting my panties with blood, I’ve always needed so many bees to keep my nectar flowing. Day in and day out, I need so many bees to make my honey. I could never rely on only one ever. When one was spent, I had to push him out the door and get a fresh one. Thank the gracious Goddess for hookup services! But men can’t tolerate that quality in their sweetheart. I’ve been just a flower, a bit of spice, and not a home to men.”

“For the first time in my life, I’m calm about who I am. I want to build a real home for myself; I want to build it on Mars. I don’t know if I’ll ever feel the way other women seem to feel. But I do know that you’re more than just another buzzing bee to me already, darling, even in this blink of time we’ve had so far. I hope that can be enough for you.”

Zach responded, “Charisse, I’m not trying to save you from anything. I don’t need anything from you. Also I need you desperately, if that makes any sense. I'm not going anywhere. I didn’t tell you I’m falling in love with you to put you on the spot. I said it because I feel it and I mean it. I would be holding myself back from you if I didn’t tell you. I never want to hold anything back from you.”

“There, there,” said Charisse, smoothing his hair and holding his head close. “Everything will be fine, you’ll see.”

Alexis piped up from behind Zach’s back, “I always knew it, Zach. I knew it the moment you laid eyes on Charisse at the restaurant that you’d fall hard for her. That’s why I had you fuck her first. That was a special moment to watch. Love happening, not merely flesh excitedly bumping. It was only a matter of when you’d spit it out. I’m glad I was here to witness it. So adorbs.”

“Please have me now. I’ve waited too long, lover,” said Charisse.

“Anything, my love,” Zach breathed, opening her legs and positioning his cock, still wet from Alexis’s cunt. Charisse spread herself with the index and middle finger on one hand. She showed him the slickness she’d made for him. He saw her modest, wet, slightly darker inner lips spread wide to allow his entrance. He rubbed his growing stiffness over her vulva, her flower, teasing her clit, testing her opening. He felt she was already close from anticipating his entry.

Zach thrust in deeply, and Charisse sang out immediately, a high clear note, “HaaaaaA!” She quivered during the climax and her eyelids fluttered. He already wanted to spill in her. He couldn’t believe himself tonight. He charged ahead. Immediately she sang out her first scale. She skipped several notes and rose even higher to squeak and mew in shaking orgasm. The next scale followed immediately. He always knew where he stood with her. Instead of her usual major scales or minor scales, she was singing, thirds, fifths, octaves tonight. Her thirsty body devoured his raging thrusts.

Zach was a crazy man. Yes, crazy all night tonight, it seemed, having opened his heart fully in his confession. He felt he was merging with her. His soul and uncharted hopes for a future full of love and passion and children poured into her in disarray.

His excitement grew; he wanted to mark her, own her, make her his, desperately. His thrusting desire raged in her slick tightness. For the dozenth time, she squealed at the top of her crisis. He released everything, spilled everything hotly into her, “AAAAA! RRRRRRR!” He thrust it, raged it into her. He relaxed utterly and fell like a blanket of love onto her. Love that Martian gravity. Getting used to it. He was spent. In the aftermath, he was still only a bee. He was not anonymous, but so far fleeting. He had tasted her nectar. He had dropped his pollen. He had been part of her life for a flicker of time like the rest. He had to be patient. He had to keep showing up. He hoped she would let him.

“It’s my turn,” Charisse giggled and rose. Heedless of the cum pouring out of her, she threw the naked Zach over her shoulder. He weighed less than 40 kilos in this gravity. She was a fit, strong woman with the lean sexy musculature of a superheroine. She opened the hatch and walked out into the corridor, giggling. In Recreation A, Ayana and Khushi were still trying to play ping pong. Their ball went flying unheeded in a random direction. He waved meekly at them as a naked Charisse carried him into Head A2 and a quick but loving scrubbing.

(To be continued)
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Reply #24 on: October 17, 2020, 04:13:52 PM
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25: Thursday, July 16, 0330 hours CST: Colby's Chocolate Treat

Zach returned quietly to Colby. He was relieved to find her still sleeping deeply. He lubed up his cock, gently pulled off the covers, and spread her and speared her in a single motion. “Uhh!” she croaked, waking up. “Welcome,” she yawned as he entered her desperately.

“Love me?” he grunted, taking his pleasure, sliding and thrusting and thrilling himself in her delicious tight cunny.

“With all my heart, lover,” she sighed, stretching and opening awake into pleasure. “I’m so happy you came to me… hmm? Ooh? I’d waited, hoped for so long... uhh! Now you’re mine,” she whimpered. “You fill me. Yes! It’s so good!”

“I love you, Colby,” he said with all his heart, his heart and soul filling. His cock thrust and pumped as he lost himself in her slick pleasuring quim.

“I can take it,” she whimpered, “All your love. Huh! You need to let it out honey? Hmm? Uh!”

“Yes!” Zach growled.

“Give it!“ Colby quivered on the edge.

Zach cried out, “RAAAAAAH!”

“Huh-AH!” Colby shrieked as she felt Zach’s thrusting hot spill inside her. Quiet. He fell limp to the side. She fussed with a towel, separating gently, patting his cock dry, caring for him, cooing. She extinguished the light.

In the pitch dark, as Zach drifted near sleep, his still overactive mind strayed beyond reason. He counted his crewmates as he might count sheep to soothe himself. It was surreal to him that he had made desperate love to seven of his eleven crewmates that day. This was not counting serious kissy-face with an eighth. Still his lust appeared unsated. There was Michaela, who was playing him like a virtuoso would play a musical instrument. She had maximized her own pleasure and had not left him behind. There was Aanya, who was scaling new heights of gratification with Michaela’s help. There was Berte, who was exultantly experimenting with new ways to blow his mind and her own in bed. Colby was determined to carve out a normal one-on-one relationship between them, however illusory. She was determined to handle all his desires. There was the incomparable Colleen, who was loving and depending on him. There was the unforgettable Alexis, who was, much like Michaela, using him with incomparable skill as a fucktoy. Last on his voyage of the night had been Charisse. She was building a new life for herself that he hoped would continue to include him.

There was Khushi, who had teased Zach with kisses tonight. He still desperately wanted to dip his cock into her. Immediately the vision of her extraordinary first dance flooded his brain. She had held one leg to her forehead in front of him. Her bare pussy had popped open wetly in his face.

Calm, calm, sleep, Zach counseled himself. There was a feast of yummy cunny and teats to have in the morning, starting with Colby. Berte had begged for it when she got off duty at 10 AM. If he was still desperate then, he would order Colette to suck him off until he calmed down or died. The only crewmates he hadn’t touched tonight were Colette, Ayana, and Anming. Not Colette, since he had been too interrupt-driven since docking. Not Ayana, his delectable Asian lesbian pal who was on the prowl for everyone but him. Not the mysterious Anming, who was warming up to him and had asked for a meeting in the morning.

Zach was trying to calm down enough to sleep, but a new idea itched at him. Colby, she was right here. He felt around in the dark for his bedside drawer. He found his other butt plug and a tube of surgical lube in there. In the dark, no problem for a surgeon, he lubed up the butt plug. He found Colby and lubed her anus, which roused her. “You’re crazy go to sleep,” she muttered. Then, “Hurk!” as he slipped in the butt plug. He returned the tube of lubricant to the drawer and shut it. “Go to sleep,” she moaned. And he did.

Colby’s 6 AM wake up chime cheerily rang. Zach was awake, rock hard, and quivering with anticipation, waiting for Colby to awaken with some normalcy. He was urgent to discover what new wonders her anal canal held. She had confidently offered it to him twice as he recalled. It was an offer demanding a response. She was rousing and said “6 AM?” And then, “Huh… thanks,” as he gently rocked and removed the butt plug. As he was getting the lube, she held his arm and said, “I need to pee.” She got up and threw on her bathrobe. This girl had moved in! She stepped out the door.

Zach lay back and rested, and ached more for Colby. He needed to work out this morning. Then there was talking with Anming. He had Berte at 10 AM. There was a ton of checking, testing, and other fussing to do during his duty time. There was a text from Khushi on his phone. “Can you swap a couple duty hours for rec hours this evening and watch a 2hr movie between 2 PM and 6 PM?”

“Sure 2-4 PM?” he texted.

Colby returned from her pee break and grabbed a vibrator out of what Zach thereby established was HER drawer. It was the kind that had a bulb that held it in the vagina and on the vulva. It had parts that stimulated the clitoris externally and the g-spot internally. She inserted it and turned it on the low setting. She took off her bathrobe, got on the bed, and lay on her tummy. It looked like she had a definite plan that worked for her. He straddled her and lubed up his cock and spread some liberally on her anus as well. He rocked into her. She upped her vibe a notch and breathed. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Good,” she grunted.

“Hurt?” he asked.

“Getting used to,” she said.

He continued to rock until he was up to the hilt in her ass. It was amazing his dick fit in her tiny slim ass. It didn’t seem like it should be possible. “Feeling okay?”

“Splendid,” she said, upping her setting. “Tight enough for you?”

“Yes…” Zach barely articulated. He moved in her. It was heaven. He moved in bigger and bigger strokes, and her ass clipped him tightly as he moved. It fluttered as she succumbed to the pressure of his dick and the pleasuring of her vibrator. As he got to a good solid pace in her, his strokes shortened and quickened as he became urgent.

“Are you getting ready?” she asked.

“Yes,” he breathed.

“Give me a minute, darling,” she said.

“Okay,” he squeaked.

“Stay with me darling,” she said, and upped her vibrator by two more notches. He felt it through the walls and membranes. “Hmm!” she said, “Hoo! Oh yeah! Hmm. Oh yeah! Huh. Oh yeah! Haa. Okay fuck my ass, honey! Don’t hold back! Huh! AAHHHH!”

Zach joined her with a, “RRRAAAAAHhhhhhhhhh!” He continued to orgasm as he thoroughly emptied his morning balls into her backside. And then some, because apparently he was still on a high sexual pitch this morning. He let himself go and fell down limp on her, but it was okay because of the low gravity.

“This is fun,” she said from underneath him. “You’re a big warm heavy blanket.”

“Beats being crushed to death,” he joked.

“I can handle anything you can dish out, my vanilla treat,” Colby rejoined. “Didn’t I spread for you and handle your crazy urgency all night long? You were hella frisky last night honey! You would have split the whole rest of those bitches in half if I’d left you alone last night. It was like throwing myself on an orgasm grenade. I should get a medal for saving the mission. And after all that, in went that butt plug! But your chocolate treat handled it all! Every thrust! Every drop!” she crowed victoriously. “Nothing left any more this morning for those other bitches. Ahem, colleagues.”

“Are you going to be okay?”

“I might walk funny for a few days, but I’m fine,” she assured him. “If you want me again tonight, I’ll manage,” she said bravely. She was in it to win it. Nobody else was going to get sex because her man was horny and she was unwilling.

“Oh, no, I’m played out,” he assured her. “Let’s just sleep tonight, doll.”

“Sounds wonderful,” she beamed.

Zach wasn’t going to mention that he hadn’t been her exclusive sexual property since the launch. It was against their unspoken agreement. In fact, he should support the notion. “I wanted my one and only flavor last night, bippins,” he said.

“Chocolate?”

“Colby flavor, which is kind of a spicy chocolatey oatmeal, some yearning, and some come hither.”

“Come hither and kiss me, you crazy stud.” And they kissed for a while.

(To be continued)
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Reply #25 on: October 17, 2020, 04:14:13 PM
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26: Thursday, July 16, 0630 hours CST: Anming's Horror Story

Colby decided that she and Zach should share their morning workout together. It was fun, but he had a slight worry she intended to spend every off-duty hour with him. There was all the regular stuff in the gym. They would have to get used to all of it in 38% gravity. Weights were spooky, because although he lifted 2.6 times as much, the mass was still proportionately greater. It didn’t feel like the weights were 2.6 times lighter, it felt like he was 2.6 times stronger. Hitting the bag was the same way. His mass and the bag’s mass hadn’t changed, but his grip on the ground felt slipperier. Yoga was harder because gravity is a big assist in stretching, but balance poses were easier. It was all over the place, some things a lot harder, other things a lot easier.

They showered together and dressed for the day. Colby confirmed they were to share Zach’s bed tonight. She took off abruptly; he guessed that somehow she had sensed he was feeling a bit smothered.

Zach looked on his phone. He saw a text from Khushi saying, “Confirmed rec room B,” so their 2 PM movie date was on.

He called Anming. “I can meet now if you’re available.”

“I am.”

“Should we retire to my study?”

“I was thinking more my sleeping chamber. Colby appears to have moved out. Do you know anything about that?”

“Not really. You should be asking Colby herself, or Colleen. Your sleeping chamber would be fine, provided Colby is not expected back there. I expect we want privacy?”

“I want to set your expectations,” said Anming. “I’m afraid I can’t go much beyond kissing at this point, as I’ll explain.”

“No worries. I’ll see you in a few minutes,” Zach confirmed.

Zach hung up on Anming and called Colleen. “Would it be a problem for me to work 9-10 and take 10-11 off?”

“No,” replied Colleen. “What do you have planned?”

“Berte wants to meet up when she gets off shift.”

“Oh, sweet.”

“May I also work 6-8 tonight and take 2-4 off?”

“Sure,” replied Colleen. “What for?”

“Watching a movie with Khushi.”

“Do you think that’s wise?”

“Her invitation. I’m not going to say no if I genuinely want to hang out with her. She’s still my crewmate. And it’s just a movie. If it’s a problem with her girlfriend, that’s between those two.”

“Wear more than your underwear today, Zach. I’ve gotten complaints of a lack of appropriate attire and even nudity in the public areas.”

“No problem.” He was dressed in scrubs today.

“I want to see you tonight,” she said in a quieter, softer tone.

“I’m sleeping with Colby tonight. I can tuck her in and show up anytime between the hours of 1 AM and 4 AM.”

“Colby again tonight?”

“Yes, and I should have mentioned this already. She has moved out of her room with Anming. She has moved in with me. She talked with Anming about it according to Anming.”

“What do you think?”

“Colby and I have an unspoken agreement to maintain the illusion of a monogamous relationship. She knows this is not the case, so I don’t see any harm in it. It brings us a bubble of normalcy, which is good. I’m not worried it will cramp my style. There are plenty of other bedrooms and private places on this ship.”

“Okay, let’s see where it goes. Hopefully nowhere unhappy. Look, Zach, it appears you have a difficult schedule. As long you keep up with your duties, feel free to arrange your time how best you see fit. As before, you’ll be on call for medical emergencies between 6 AM and 6 PM as before. Ayana will be on call from 6 PM to 6 AM. And you must get enough sleep.”

“Thank you, Colleen.”

“Try to show up or at least text me around 1 AM.”

“Will do.”

Anming’s quarters were at A2. To get there from Recreation B, where he was sitting to make his calls, he walked spinward past Head B2. From there, he walked through Exercise B, where he and Colby had been working out, to Radial Arm Bay A1. There he passed through both rim hatches into Control Room A. Michaela was on duty there.

“Just who I was hoping to wander by,” said Michaela to Zach. The tiny voluptuous redhead scooted down in the command chair  so her butt was at the edge, rotated it to facing him, and lifted her dress. She wasn’t wearing any panties. She spread for him. She was glistening. She looked at him with heavy lidded eyes. “If you were to leave a quick offering, I would be most grateful,” she growled.

“I’m sorry, Michaela,” said Zach. “Someone is waiting for me.”

Michaela slowly closed he legs and sat up straight. “I understand,” she said, “Such a busy man. Come here,” she ordered. Zach approached her. “Take these,” Michaela said, dropping her moist thongs into the palm of his hand. “Well? Smell them! Ahh you like it, you nasty man. And as you shoot your cream into the lucky girl, Zach are you listening?”

Zach unburied his face from the panties. “Yes?”

“Think of me when you shoot your cream into this girl.”

“Okay. By the way, your tits look magnificent.” Zach pocketed Michaela’s panties and continued spinward from there past Head A1. He traversed Medical Bay A and Galley A, passed Colleen’s quarters, then walked through Hydroponics A1 and Storage A1. He passed Waste Recycling A and Hydroponics Bay A1 to reach Anming’s quarters.

Zach shut and locked the pressure door on Anming’s quarters for privacy. At her suggestion, they got naked and lay together on one of the two beds. After a few brief kisses, he was erect, straining hard, and trying not to press it against her. “My word!” exclaimed Anming. “May I?”

“If you want,” said Zach.

Anming felt his cock gingerly and tried to put her hand around it. “It’s even bigger than it was in the dressing room, and it was intimidating then,” she said. “Alexis’s description of it as an ‘engine of destruction’ is apt. Do you think it will hurt me?”

“When you’re ready, which sounds like not yet, we’ll make sure you’re ready. You’ll be in control every moment until you feel ready to let me loose to do more. Sound good?”

“Thank you. You’re very considerate,” said Anming. “I wanted you to know, since Colleen told me you didn’t understand me before. I am extremely interested, hmm.” Zach was guessing she was shy and didn’t want to spell it out. Her English was impeccable, so it couldn’t be a language barrier. She continued, “I’m still recovering from a few injuries, and I shouldn’t yet.”

“I saw in the dressing room that you had some excellent plastic surgery work done recently. It looked serious. I’m very sorry for your suffering.”

Anming's mood shifted away from an aroused one to a more somber and determined one. She was forging ahead with what she was resolved to say to him. “Several months ago, China demanded participation, and I was the only candidate the United States would accept. I have no living family, so there is nobody the communists can hold hostage to insure my loyalty. When they let me go, they had to let me go completely. They had to let me go or damage their international reputation. Either they let me go, or there would be no Chinese astronaut on the first colony mission to Mars. So they chose to let me go. It pained them to let me go. It especially pained one particular high-ranking communist party member whose name doesn’t bear repeating. He had a few months of advance notice to do what he decided he wanted to do to me.”

Anming looked away from Zach, down at the bed. “He had me detained, and then he personally, hmm... raped me repeatedly until I was pregnant. He waited as long as he could before letting me go. The restraint and torture injuries you expertly noticed were from that." She looked back up at him, a terrified look to gauge his reaction. He hugged her to him gently, lovingly. She continued more confidently, "When I arrived in the United States, I was eight weeks pregnant. I had those other injuries you noticed the remnants of. Some of them were still oozing or bleeding. Colleen helped me to obtain an abortion. She arranged the care and surgery to repair my other wounds. That was six weeks ago.”

Anming continued more hopefully, “Ayana assures me I’ll make a full recovery. With luck, I should have my first period this week. I’m feeling okay down there. Just to be sure, Ayana recommends that I wait until my ovulation week to have intercourse. If I have my period this week, that should be in two more weeks,” she ended brightly.

“That’s a horrific story,” said Zach, still holding her. “How are you doing with the psychological trauma?”

“It’s too soon to tell. I don’t feel anything about it. It seems like a nightmare I’ve awakened from. But I know that’s just the beginning. I’m a strong woman. With the help of my crewmates, with your help, I’ll get through it.”

“May I examine you?” Zach asked.

“I don’t mind,” Anming said.

He put his scrubs on. This was not something he wanted to find out more about while naked. The external injuries had been horrific, but the plastic surgery was miraculously good. “Gosh, this is good work. Who was your plastic surgeon?”

“Whitfield.”

“Junior or Senior?”

“Both.”

“I’ll have to write them a fan letter. This is extraordinary.” Some of the injuries he traced only by detecting a faint roughness of the skin. She’d had severe restraint wounds on her wrists, ankles, and neck. Metal manacles, he guessed. There had been some kind of metal thigh restraint to force her legs apart. Gruesome. Across the entire dorsal surface of her body he recognized the remnants of whip injuries. They were on her back, ass, arms, legs, and even the soles of her feet. He carefully examined her vulva. No apparent severe damage there, but the rape she reported was bad enough. Then he noticed her anus. There had been some severe damage to her anus and sphincter, not by rape, with tools. The fucking barbarians! Thankfully, it was meticulously repaired. Well, that explained why no anal sex either for a while. By the look of it, she was lucky she hadn’t ended up with a permanent colostomy.

“Force feeding,” she said without further comment. “Let’s not dwell on any of that. I have good news as well. It’s not that I can’t do anything sexual yet. We can kiss like we were doing. My breasts are healed, so you can play with them.”

It was such good work, he had missed them. There was slight roughness on the sides of each of her pert B cups, no discoloration. He felt the moderate internal scarring, too. Some sharp rigid implements had been forced through each breast, meat hooks he would guess. They’d immobilized her for some rape or torture or both. He wasn’t maintaining his composure. Hot tears of anger and helplessness streamed down his face. She grabbed his head and hugged it to her chest tightly. “It’s all right,” she soothed, “I’m going to be all right. I’ve made a lot of physicians cry in the last six weeks. It’s becoming a habit.”

“Of course,” Zach sniffed from the tears, “You’re fine now, physically. You’re a strong woman, Anming.”

She gently drew him down on the bed next to her and partly on top of her. She smiled at him. “You have this ugly woman trapped underneath you, Zachary.”

“Can I ask, should I be noticing anything else?”

“No,” she said. “Not anything that left scars. Later. I don’t want to dwell on it. And it’s derailing the conversation I want to have with you Zachary, not as a doctor, but as a man.”

“I understand,” Zach said. He rose and threw off his clothes. He lay down partly on her as she had pulled him. His penis was completely limp, and Anming looked at it sadly. They kissed for another while, and that served to change the subject. Soon he was rock hard again, and this time, he pressed it in a frisky way against her, stroking it gently through her little black muff.

“Zachary, I want to offer you everything I can. You can touch and kiss anything you want to kiss,” she said. “Just not in anywhere,” she said, stroking his dick. “I’m accustomed to sucking a man when I can’t offer him more. I’m afraid your penis is of a different scale.” She scooted down on the bed, kissed the head of his penis, and fit it into her mouth. She stroked her increasingly spitty hands up and down his cock. She was fitting a bit of the shaft into her mouth and gagging. She tried to force in more anyway. “I’m sorry. I’m terrible. I’m really quite good at this if… well…. hmm… well. Are you getting more excited?” she asked.

“Yes, but I’m worried you’re uncomfortable.”

“Heavens. Why are you worried about me? How about this. I will lay down on my front. You lay down on top of me and push, but not in. Along the crack there. Could you be gentle and also use some spit if you don’t mind? I’m worried about my injury, you understand.”

“How about this?” He put Anming on her back and spread her legs. He lifted up her hips. He rubbed his cock gently over her vulva and clitoris, spreading the slick from her excitement along his shaft. It was a kind of torture, because he wanted to push in so badly. His excitement was building rapidly. Her lubrication was of a wonderful quality, and even though he was using it up, was bountiful and yearningly slick. Anming was breathing excitedly, frozen. Her eyes were closed. They both wanted badly to transgress, it seemed. She was completely passive, either hoping or resigned to him having the pleasure of her any way he wished. But they shouldn’t transgress. He stopped.

He put her on her tummy. He got a small tube of lube out of his pants pocket. He lubed her ass crack. He put her legs together, straddled her, and slid his cock along her ass crack. It felt magnificent. He pushed her cheeks together. Her ass was lean and firm. It felt wonderful. He got a couple of pillows to put under her hips. He lay down on her and stroked off his dick in her ass crack in earnest. His excitement was building rapidly. His strokes shortened. He was on the very edge of ejaculating. He stopped, breathing hard, so tempted. He flipped her over. She looked up at him guiltily, desperately, conspiratorially.

He slid his slippery cock rapidly up and down her vulva crack and over her clitoris. Anming immediately fell passive, eyes closed. He was poised to explode, his hip motions getting jerky. His strokes shortened until he was barely poking, poking her clitoris with the head of his cock. One quick motion would push it in. One quick motion. He climaxed explosively, “AAAAAHHHRRhhh!”

Zach’s first squirt hit the wall above her headboard in the low Martian gravity. He was distracted by this outcome as his second spurt hit Anming full in the face. She had raised her head to see him ejaculate on her and had put herself into the line of fire. "Ahh!" she cried and dropped back, closing her eyes again too late. The third went up her tummy and onto one  breast. The fourth thoroughly drizzled her cute muff. The four batches were thick and sticky and pretty much stayed where they landed. He rose immediately to fetch a towel. He wiped her face gently, lovingly, as she lay there with her eyes squeezed shut.

Once her face was wiped, Anming blinked rapidly and smiled, joyous, victorious. “I pleased you,” she enthused.

“Very much,” Zach said with an earnest look into her eyes. He was guessing that she had been worried he would see her as damaged goods or some such nonsense. To the contrary, he thought her all the more precious for having survived such an ordeal. He tried to get his sticky cum off the wall with the towel, and continued, “I’m sorry. I almost lost control. I almost pushed it in. The thought of doing it made me orgasm very hard.”

“It was my fault,” she said. “I wanted you to take me. I wanted it very badly.”

He put down the towel and grabbed her. “Your turn.”

“Don’t bother yourself,” she soothed. “I know what I have to do. I need to have Ayana examine me. I need her to clear me to try something gently or tell me for certain I can’t. She wakes up at 2 PM. I’ll call you as soon as she examines me.”

Zach encouraged, “Right now, I want to smell you and lick you. I’ll enjoy it, too.”

Anming smirked, “I smell and taste like your tube of lubricant right now, so I don’t believe you. You’re being very generous, but honestly, I’m not worth so much trouble.”

Zach sighed. He wanted, especially in this pivotal moment for her, to give her some serious satisfaction. On the other hand, she needed far more than sexual gratification from him in this interaction. Considering what had happened to her, he must scrupulously honor her decision, her words, her choice, her consent. She was telling him as passively as possible to piss off, and he needed to comply. He said, “As you wish.”

(To be continued)
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Reply #26 on: October 17, 2020, 04:15:17 PM
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27: Thursday, July 16, 0930 hours CST: Berte

Zach finished his first hour of duty. He’d done it early so that he could meet with Berte when she got off graveyard duty at 10 AM. He had checked the medical stocks Ayana had done overnight in Medical Bays A and B. That had only taken a few minutes; they were perfect. He continued the work Ayana started last night sampling and testing the entire ship for contaminants. These tests were thorough tests for chemicals, radiation, and harmful organisms. The air recycling and the waste and water recycling plants had many continuous tests and checks built into them. These initial tests and subsequent monthly tests were much more thorough and detailed.

As Zach worked, he realized it was past time for him to set up regular times. He should call the women who were awake at the moment. Colby was handled, because apparently they were spending every night together, at least for the time being. He would see Colleen at 1 AM and talk to her then. Anming was going to call him later. So his watch, the day watch, was handled.

The night watch was asleep at the moment. That left the graveyard watch. He would talk to Berte and set up their next assignation when they saw each other at 10 AM.

There was Colette. He hadn’t given her any attention since the launch. He should remedy that. It was a matter of him going and bothering her. She wanted to be completely submissive. That was the game. She was available to him whenever she was off duty, which was any time between 10 AM and 2 AM. She was even available during her sleep period, because she had her own room, so no roommate to bother. He resolved to bother her a lot, wake her up, use the hell out of her for a while. It was his best guess at what she wanted from him. He resolved to find her and bother her as soon as he was done with Berte.

There was Michaela and Aanya. Zach should see what Aanya had to say apart from her bad influence. He called Aanya.

“What is it?” Aanya snapped.

“You’re busy. I should call back,” said Zach.

“No, I’m sorry. Bad habit. I never want to say no to you again.”

“That’s also pretty extreme, but I appreciate it. Wherever you end up, I’ll be there with you.”

“You're so kind, Zach.” She started crying. Jeezy peezies. He should have visited her in person.

“Can I come give you a hug?”

“No, I have to work.”

“I’ll call you after your watch ends,” Zach said apologetically. Aanya hung up. Okay, conversation done.

Last but not least was Michaela. She answered and said, “My room, 10 AM.”

“I’m busy at 10 AM. I can meet you at noon today. If you like, we can meet at 10 AM and 6 PM every day from now on.”

“Agreed and agreed. So 1200 today, my room.”

“I’ll be there. Bye.”

“Goodbye.”

He decided to work another half hour. He would need the work hours what with all the movies and sex in his immediate future. Soon it was 5 minutes to 10 AM, and he called Berte.

“Hello,” said Berte.

“Can I walk you to your room?”

“Yes.”

“Where are you?” asked Zach.

“In the core,” Berte said, “Fusion Bottle A.”

Zach was in Hydroponics Bay B1, so he walked antispinward past Aanya’s and Michaela’s quarters and through Galley B. He passed the B1 Head, and proceeded into Control Room B, which was empty, and into Radial Arm Bay B1. He cycled the hatches and climbed up to the central cylinder, the core. He pulled himself weightless fore through an access tube and cycled a hatch to enter Fusion Bottle Bay A. Berte was there waiting for him. Her tits floated braless in the zero g. He could get used to this. “I’m done,” she said.

“Do you need a shower?”

“I want a shower. Will you scrub me?” Berte was giving him a lusty eye job as she said this.

“Gladly.”

“Will you fuck me?” More eye job. Big smile.

“In the shower?”

“Yesss…”

“I will try, okay? The showers are small.”

Berte floated over, grabbed Zach’s hand, and dragged him along behind her. She was far more agile in zero-g than he was. He guessed that working in the core a lot would help with that. She dragged him to the Radial Arm A1 ladder, and they climbed down it. From there they passed through the antispinward bay pressure door through Exercise B to Head B2 and went in.

They got naked. Berte needed to pee. Zach asked if she would open her legs so he could watch. She didn’t think she could. She had never peed in front of anyone. She was able to do it by starting with her legs closed and then opening her legs. Her stream was a clear torrent. This was another woman who hydrated well.

They climbed into the shower, but it was too small for sex. Berte had her own nice scrub brush. They scrubbed each other, and it was wonderful, sensual. She wrapped a towel around herself and Zach dressed in his scrubs and carried her dirty clothes. They went to her quarters just across Recreation Area B.

Once in Berte’s quarters with the hatch closed, she threw off her towel. She grabbed her massage oil and lubed her delicious knockers. They were high and firm in the Martian gravity, the nipples hard. She threw Zach onto the bed and stroked his rapidly hardening dick between her generous knockers. “Men enjoy this,” she said simply. “My breasts love you. They’ve waited. Now they want to feel you cum.” With that, they were quiet. She worked her breasts expertly on his gloriously stimulated cock. His breath quickened as he thrilled to the slick pressure. His cock head poked out just at the end of her stroke to point at her beautiful face. Her blue-eyed stare, focused down at her work, occasionally flicked to him. She maintained a continuous impish grin.

Slide, slide, slide. Zach was getting too close to stay put on the bed. His hips arched up and lifted Berte, since the gravity was less. He held the arch, he had to. His hips flexed in a shaking thrust at her mouth. “UHRRR!” he roared, and she coaxed shot after shot out of him gleefully. She aimed him under her chin. The cum struck repeatedly there. It ran in thick globs and wet streams onto and between her mashed breasts. “I like seeing you excited,” she said. “I’m wet now.”

Zach got a towel and lovingly wiped the cum off Berte’s boobs and neck. He gave each nipple a kiss. He gave her mouth a kiss that turned into a long tongue kiss. He set her down on the bed and got his face between her legs. He got a whiff of her scent clean from the shower, smelling of pure excitement. She had other plans. “Fuck me,” she said. Without delay, he lubed up his semi-erect cock and pushed it into her. She grabbed him and held him to her, her face smashed into his chest. He laid fully on her in the light Martian gravity. He grabbed her ass tightly with both hands, one finger teasing her anus. He thrust into her lively tightness with increasing abandon.

Zach got up into a crouch and slid his penis out. He slid it slickly up and down Berte’s vulva and clitoris for a while. He was getting nice and hard now. His excitement was because he was able to see her beautiful face. It was the face he loved of a person he deeply loved. Her blue eyes stared off at a corner. She displayed her twist of a smile to let him know she was there and he was pleasing her. Still in a crouch, he thrust his cock into her vagina. Her eyes fluttered shut and her teeth bared as she felt his whole length and girth in her. He ran his cock in long strokes, thoroughly exploring and probing her lively quim. He watched her progressively excited face. Her beautiful tits gently rocked.

Zach lay down on Berte. He now needed to grab her ass with both hands to position her for his thrusts. In the light gravity, his body weight no longer pinned her hard to the bed. She was excited and started to squirm her hips and legs reflexively. He might be bucked out if he didn’t pin her to him with his strength. “AAA! HUH!” she cried as she climaxed. He continued to pound her.

Since Berte had finished Zach off once with her glorious tits, he had some staying power. He had time to enjoy her tight, twisty, lively, quim that coaxed him and teased him so effectively towards orgasm. Her womb suckled his cock and pleaded for his boiling cum. He had spoken too soon. Her quivering tight cunny was suddenly about to get its prize. “RAAAAHH!!” he yelled in orgasm. She was right there with him, “HUH-HUH-uh!” They stilled, and he felt his hot ejaculate fill her so satisfyingly. He felt a big stretch reaching from his forehead to his toes. It poured out of the center of his being into hers. Ejaculating into her was becoming a spiritual experience for him. He loved her more and more every time he saw her. He held her close underneath him as he pushed in his final squirt. Mmm.

“Can I nurse on your breasts?” asked Zach.

“Yes, it feels good,” answered Berte. Zach slid out of her, lay to one side, and put a towel to catch the flow. He scooted down so he was level with her big beautiful D’s and latched onto the one on the right. He sucked in her beautiful pink nipple along with a mouthful of surrounding breast. She cradled his head. “I’ll have to ask Alexis what I should do while you’re nursing. I bet there’s things.” He gave her a thumbs up and kept nursing while she texted. Berte played with his hair. She sang softly to him. She sang Disney lullabies in German. He recognized the tunes. She sang other songs in German from other movies where the woman sang a lullaby. Her voice was good, but sounded completely unused. He was reminded that she remembered every song she’d ever heard. They switched over to the other breast and the lullabies continued.

After a couple of lullabies per teat, Zach unlatched and asked, “May I kiss and lick your vulva?”

“Yes, now it will be good,” answered Berte. Zach slid down further and licked in long strokes between her inner lips. She tasted of his cum, which made him happy. She texted him. He always kept his phone handy when he was with her. She texted, “I needed you to fuck me earlier. Was I too demanding?”

It was hard for Zach to text and eat pussy simultaneously. He didn’t want to stop licking Berte’s pussy. He texted, “No.”

This time, Zach tried different kinds of licks and sucks. He tried teasing Berte, kissing and biting her thighs, getting closer and closer to her clitoris. She didn’t dislike any of it. Her hips clicked into gear and humped his mouth when he returned to those horizontal licks. He started with the bottom of his tongue on her clitoral hood, nice and stretched by his fingers. He ended up right on her clit with the back and then the front of his tongue. He didn’t even get through it, and she was holding his head to her hard and yowling in climax, “HUH! AWWWW!” Back and forth quickly. Up and down slowly. Another orgasm, “HUH! UGH!” and a whimper. It drove her nuts. He stayed with the bottom of his tongue flicking horizontally across her stretched hood for a while. She stopped humping and kept her hips tense at the top of her upswing. He went right down to licking her clit horizontally. She came with a shriek, kicked out her legs, and shook all over. She was levitating off the bed in the low gravity. “I need your fucks!” she growled.

Zach put Berte on her side, straddling one leg and holding the other. She was juicy wet, but twisted up from the cunnilingus, so he opened her gently as she moaned. He grabbed one haunch and rammed into her. He liked this position for two reasons. 1) It had some of the leverage of doing it from behind. 2) He was still able to see her beautiful face twisted in passion and pleasure. She was such an earthy, open, passionate woman. It was hard to believe she’d lost her virginity only eight days ago. She climaxed hard on his cock, “OH-HAH-UGH!”

Zach and Berte had been going at it pretty hard. Even so, he was still not going to last past the ten minute mark. She was so incredibly beautiful. Her face stared into the distance. Her bouncing pink tipped breasts wobbled and flushed with excitement. She sheathed him so well. He felt so deep inside her with every stroke. His cum was itching to spray all those deep places inside her. He sensed she was straining and reaching for a climax. She spilled over into orgasm with a moan. He plowed in his final thrust and gripped her haunch tightly “RRRRR!!” Ultimate pleasure overcame him. The glorious and deeply satisfying feeling of squirting all his love into her overwhelmed him.

As they rested, Berte asked him by text message for another assignation in her morning before her shift. Zach told her that he had barely slept last night and needed a good sleep. He didn’t tell her he had already agreed to see Colleen at 1 AM.

He loved Berte. He loved making love to her. But he was killing himself with all these assignations. He had to start saying no sometime. These women now had the pressures of pre-launch behind them. It appeared to be honeymoon time for all of them. Unless he put some kind of limit on their requests, he wouldn’t get any work or sleep done. That wasn’t sustainable. He had to throttle back. He didn’t tell Berte this. He counteroffered noon tomorrow after her shift. She understood he needed to sleep.

Zach put on his scrubs, kissed Berte a fond goodbye, and left her quarters.

(To be continued)
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Reply #27 on: October 17, 2020, 04:15:46 PM
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28: Thursday, July 16, 1100 hours CST: Colette Reactivated

Zach walked away from the shower towards a storage area. He called Colette, “Are you busy?”

“Nothing is more important to me than serving my husband by serving you,” Colette said desperately.

Zach had neglected her. He felt awful. He wanted to ask her how he could make it up to her, but he stopped himself. The rules made it clear that she didn’t want to be appeased. She wanted to be used. She wanted to be used a lot. Well, he could do that. “Where are you?”

“In my quarters.”

Zach considered. From her quarters at B2, it would take her at least a minute to run along the rim to his location at Storage B5.

“Meet me in Storage B5 in one minute or I’ll know you’re dawdling.” Colette sprinted into the storage area one minute and fifty-three seconds later wearing only a bra and a handbag. Her piercing green eyes blazed at Zach. Anger? Excitement? He had forgotten how exciting she looked nude. Her tall, lithe, angular body was topped with generous breasts still trapped in a bra. Her nude pubis showed a nice crack and a hint of lip. “You’re fifty-three seconds late,” he said.

“I followed your instructions,” Colette argued. “Its not a part of the rules for me to prove your travel estimates correct.”

“Sassy, aren't you today? But accurate, so I won’t fault you for being late,” said Zach. “But... you wouldn’t run through the ship naked for no reason, and you’re not wet from the shower. So what rules were you breaking?”

Colette opened her purse and handed Zach a rolled up leather belt. She turned away from him. She spread her legs a bit more than shoulder length apart. She bent forward and touched the palms of her hands to the floor in front of her. She was a lean woman. He saw her anus and the tight line of her cunt between her legs. “I’ve been wearing my flight suit and panties since I got off duty.” She had been despondent, losing care for the rules without him to care about them.

“That seems to me two rules broken, first the panties, then the flight suit. That’s 20 lashes.” He unrolled the belt and folded it in half to strike her with it. He stood to the side where he saw her face. He hit her across the buns experimentally, not hard enough to do any damage, but it made a loud crack. She looked disappointed. Rats.

He wound up and hit her ruthlessly hard, at least five times harder than before, and right across the cunt. It was still technically her backside in this position. An angry red stripe appeared, focused on her cunt. She gasped, and there was a smoldering look in her eye. That would hurt for a good solid day. Another 18 lashes in a row like that one would make her backside, and especially her vulva, bleed. They might cause her permanent injury. A tear fell from one of her eyes and splashed on the floor.

The second lash had thrilled and terrified Colette. Good. That’s what Zach had been going for, not permanent injury. He rolled up the belt and handed it to her. She looked at him in surprise. She remained in the position. “I respectfully remind you that the punishment ‘should be vigorous enough to take a week to completely heal'.” She was still thirsting for punishment.

“The rule doesn’t specify over what period of time the lashes are to be given,” Zach explained. “Give me the belt.” Colette shuddered and gave the belt to him, holding her position. He whipped her viciously across the pussy again. That ought to be enough for her. It was all he could stomach.

Zach ordered Colette, “Squat with your back up against that pillar.” When she had scrambled into the difficult position, he ordered, “Spread your legs and show me your cunt.” She obediently spread her legs for him. He adjusted the height of her head against the pillar. He used the belt to strap her head tightly to the small metal pillar. There was no hole in the belt there, but he was carrying a scalpel in a small case in his pocket. He used it to carve a new hole in the right place. He would have to remember to replace this scalpel.

Zach removed Colette’s bra, revealing her beautiful tits with their brown nipples puckered up in the brisk storeroom. He ordered, “Don’t wear a bra until we’re Earthside. Once we leave Earth, never wear a bra again. If I ever find you wearing a bra under these circumstances, I will whip you across your front meat longer and harder than I just did your rear meat.” He was a bit proud of this new rule, which was within his prerogative to make.

Zach cut one of the straps off her bra with his scalpel. He used it to tie Colette’s hands painfully around the pole behind her. He stretched and reclasped the rest of her bra around her midriff, her arms, and the pole to bind her arms further.

He pulled down his scrubs and revealed his limp cock. He considered his interaction with Colette a success so far. He believed she was finally getting the kind of attention she craved. The belt whipping part had made him feel uneasy. He tried to put it out of his mind as he fed her his limp cock. He moved it around for her tongue and lips to tease to hardness. She looked up at him with her flashing emerald eyes knowingly when the taste hit her. She knew he had just dipped it in another woman’s quim. She didn’t know it had been Berte.

With Colette’s expert mouth opening to Zach, he was rock hard within a few minutes. From there, he hugged the pillar and forcefully face fucked her. The pleasurable feeling of her throat was exciting him. Hearing her emotion in the gagging sounds she made was adding to his excitement. He choked her immobilized throat over and over with his cock. Ten minutes later, he felt himself getting close. He held back his orgasm momentarily. He stayed buried in her throat while she suffocated. After a minute, her knees shook and she pitched forward. The belt and bra strapping her to the pillar kept her upright. Her eyelids fluttered as she hovered on the verge of unconsciousness. He pulled out of her mouth, and she shook in distress as she explosively sucked in air. He quickly knelt on one knee and ejaculated two gooey shots of cum right between her cunt lips. They joined her own rivulet of grool there. He took care not to touch her vulva.

Zach stood up and took a deep breath. He cut the bra strap binding Colette’s wrists with his blunted scalpel. He walked away, leaving her in the little storage alcove. She would have to escape from her bra and belt as best she could and clean up on her own.

On his way along the rim, he called Aanya. “Sorry,” she answered.

“No worries. Would you like to meet up sometime?”

“Aren’t we meeting at noon?”

“Did Michaela invite you?”

“If you don’t want me to…”

“That’s not what I said. I’m just trying to understand what you want.”

“I want to meet you at noon with Michaela who invited me.”

“Is it always the two of you now?”

“I’m sorry.” Holy crispy crackers.

“Again, I’m just trying to understand what you want.”

“I want what you want.” Ugh.

“I’d like to see you alone again sometimes, too. Just you and me.”

“I understand. I won’t be there, then.”

“When can I see you?” But the line was dead. Should he call back? He needed to discuss this with Michaela when he saw her at noon.

(To be continued)
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Reply #28 on: October 17, 2020, 04:16:12 PM
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29: Thursday, July 16, 1200 hours CST: Aanya's and Michaela's Discussion

Zach rinsed off and worked another 45 minutes while waiting for his assignation with Michaela. At noon knocked on her hatch. She opened. Aanya was behind her. Michaela started, “What happened between you two? Had to drag her kicking here. She had no chance to resist me. Varsity wrestling champion.”

“I was confused myself,” said Zach. “I asked to see her one-on-one and she hung up on me.”

“Is that true?” Michaela asked Aanya.

“It was clear he did not want to see me as I told you,” Aanya insisted.

“I think she misunderstood and thought I was implying I didn’t want to see her here. I do want to see her here. In addition, I wanted to see her alone, just the two of us. I want to get to know her like a boyfriend and girlfriend normally do. Michaela, you know that group sex is not really my thing.”

“I know,” said Michaela. “It is always funny to see your obsolete romantic sentiments always lose to your huge libido. Nai dobroto.”

“Thanks for your compassion, Michaela,” Zach rejoined. “Anyhoo, that’s all I was saying.”

Michaela shouted at Aanya in what sounded like Russian. Aanya shouted back in fluent Russian. Back and forth. Zach was amazed. He guessed Colleen had a few reasons he was heretofore unaware of for bunking these two together. He understood Russian, mostly the foul language. It was a side effect of being exposed to all things Russian as an astronaut. What Michaela had said to Aanya was something like, “You stupid cunt, he wants to marry you and you think he doesn’t ever want to see you again.”

Aanya had said something like, “You disreputable bargain whore, it was clear he wanted to discard me and cling to your diseased loins.”

Michaela had rejoined, “You echo headed ass fuck, he’s falling in love with you. You keep thinking with your diseased brain you should run away. It’s all you ever wanted.”

Aanya shouted, “You dense fetid turd, don’t tell me what to think! I… fuck, I’m doing it again.” Aanya burst into tears. Michaela burst into tears and hugged her. This was more shocking to Zach than Aanya suddenly going at it with her in fluent Russian. Michaela cooed a long gentle monologue to Aanya. Zach could not make it out.

This coaching resulted in Aanya getting on her knees in front of Zach. Aanya pulled down her flight suit and took off her bra. She looked up into his eyes with her giant dark brown eyes. “Zach, I promise to never doubt your feelings of love and attraction towards me. I promise to assume you talk to me because you want me. I promise to be available if you want to see me, even if I’m on duty. I promise to always have a date scheduled to spend time alone with you.”

“Is there a beautiful, comfortable spot in a hydroponics bay you like to go?” Zach asked. “I know you like plants.”

“Yes, there’s a couch in Hydro Bay B1. It’s beautiful in there.”

“Can you meet me there at 2 PM tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

“Then it’s a date.”

“Can I drop in on you and Michaela during your sleep cycle every evening at 6 PM? You wouldn’t have to make love to me then if you didn’t feel like it.”

“Yes.”

“How about after your shift at 10 AM every morning?”

“Maybe not?” Aanya said. This elicited more shouting back and forth in Russian. Zach didn’t bother to translate it all. The gist was that Aanya was an idiot child who should open her legs if she ever wanted a baby. Michaela was a dirty insatiable slut whose depravity knew no bounds. The usual. In Russian, this was just friendly banter.

“What’s the verdict?”

“Not for now, but we must have an upcoming scheduled date other than the 6 PM at all times.”

“Fair enough. If that doesn’t happen, I’ll let Michaela know right away, okay Michaela?”

“Da.”

“Would you please not wear a bra any more on this mission or after we leave Earth? There’s really no need to in the light gravity. I enjoy seeing the natural shape of your breasts and nipples though your clothing.”

Aanya looked at Michaela. Michaela glared at Aanya. Aanya turned back to Zach and looked into his eyes, “I will happily do as you wish, Zachary. Now, to apologize, I’m supposed to suck on your penis,” Aanya said.

“You’re forgiven. Do you want to suck on my penis?”

“I don’t think I’ll be any good at it.”

“That’s okay. Play and have fun if you want. Just be mindful of your teeth. That's the only real trick.”

With that, Aanya pulled down Zach’s scrubs to his knees. She felt his cock in her hands. “I can’t believe this fits in me,” she said. “I don’t think I can fit it in my mouth.” She kissed the tip of it and put the head experimentally in her mouth. She licked it some. Michaela got down and helped her, coached her, tag teamed with her. There was only one minor tooth incident. With Michaela’s expert assistance and Aanya’s blushing innocence, he was soon ready to pop.

To end her first time fellating Zach, Aanya wanted him to shoot on her chest. She had not enjoyed the taste of Zach’s semen when he had ejaculated into her mouth at Alexis’s house. When he went, it was calm, and Michaela directed his two spurts onto Aanya’s chest. Aanya got up and looked in the mirror at the cum over her breasts and dripping down. Michaela took a photo. It was cute.

As Zach was recovering in bliss, the pair had another shouting argument. Michaela hadn’t wanted to point it out before Zach had finished. She hadn’t wanted to ruin his orgasm. But it was completely unacceptable, she argued, for Aanya to be reluctant to take his ejaculate anywhere. Aanya must learn to accept and enjoy the taste of his semen. Over Aanya’s objections, Michaela solemnly promised Zach she would teach Aanya to enjoy the taste of his semen.

That dealt with, Michaela was desperate to have Zach’s dick in her. She quickly sucked Zach up to reasonably hard. She mounted him cowgirl style. She impaled herself and twisted slightly on him in exactly the way she liked best. She periodically shook and moaned in orgasm over and over as she spun out Zach’s next orgasm. She tried to get Aanya to sit on Zach’s face, but Aanya wouldn’t. Instead, Aanya kissed Zach, and held his hand while Michaela rode him. Zach put a finger into Aanya, and she didn’t stop him. He kept it still. He could feel with his finger that Aanya was excited. As Aanya kissed him periodically and watched Michaela orgasm, she got more excited. He loved the feel of the little rivulet of Aanya’s lubrication running out of her and down his finger.

Michaela milked Zach for as many orgasms as she needed. He was straining close to orgasm when she climbed off. She asked him to put it into Aanya. Aanya’s eyes widened at the sudden request. Zach desperately grabbed, spread, and entered her. As he took her forcefully, Aanya shouted, “No! Green! You bad man! You rape me! Don’t do it! Green! Aahah! NoHuh! Huh!”

Aanya climaxed with a screech. She continued only a moment later with another orgasm. Zach pounded desperately in her and released, “RAAAAAAH!!” He shuddered and panted, holding himself over Aanya as she writhed and calmed under him. Her eyes were closed, and there was a conflicted look on her face. This dark fantasy of hers had a grip on her. As long as they were clear between them about consent, he could handle it. “Aanya, you don’t have to say green during your playacting. I’ll still know you want to stop if you say ‘red'.”

Aanya’s head was still turned to the side. and she smiled at this and moaned with a smile, “You raped me. You took me against my will.” She shuddered with an aftershock. She was having a good time with it. Zach wondered whether he should be worried, but decided he was overreacting. It was only a fantasy. It was no doubt a phase she would grow out of as she matured in her sexual expression. He slid out of her and put a towel there. She remained passive, resting.

Aanya rested peacefully, seemingly asleep, but not really. She had a smile of satisfaction on her face. Michaela silently waved goodbye to him. He had been dismissed. He pulled up his scrub pants and fastened them, waved goodbye, and silently left, gently closing the hatch behind him.

Outside Aanya and Michaela’s quarters, Zach called Colette, “Where are you?”

“In my quarters,” Colette said.

“Stay there. I’m coming to you,” Zach replied and ended the call. He walked spinward along the rim from Michaela’s and Aanya’s quarters past Hydroponics Bay B1 and past Storage Area B1. He continued through Waste Reclamation Plant B and Hydroponics Bay B2 to Colette’s quarters. He entered her room. She was on the floor, naked, on her knees. Her green eyes flashed at him. He shut the door, strode up to her, and fed his half erect cock into her mouth. He was wet and fresh from Aanya’s blushing wet snatch. This was another brand new anonymous taste for Colette.

Colette’s green eyes flashed up at Zach mockingly, as if to say, “Are you trying to impress me?” She took this as a challenge, apparently. She continued to meet his eyes as she bobbed and throated his rapidly swelling tool expertly. Within a few minutes, he was quivering at the edge of orgasm. If she didn’t have his cock stretching her mouth, he imagined she would be wearing an evil grin.

“Finish,” ordered Zach. In half a dozen excruciatingly pleasurable bobs, he exploded deep down Colette’s throat. He held her by the hair tightly to himself and suffocated her for thirty seconds. He stopped quivering and shaking and relaxed. He released her and she disgorged him. She breathed a few gasps. Without prompting, she cleaned any remnants of semen off of him with her tongue. When she was done, she continued to tease him with her tongue and mouthing his head. He stopped her, and with another turgid erection, pulled up his scrub pants and left.

(To be continued)
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Reply #29 on: October 17, 2020, 04:16:36 PM
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30: Thursday, July 16, 1345 hours CST: Khushi's Afternoon Movie

Zach rinsed off in the Head B2 shower. Recreation Room B, where he was to meet Khushi, was right next door. He arrived first, which suited him. He was eager to spend time with Khushi and had no interest in hiding that fact.

He lay on the couch and shut his eyes for a minute. His morning had started with Colby, with cumming in her ass. He had some serious heavy petting with Anming where he shot out a load. He’d had a boob job from Berte and two fucks for a total of another three cums with her. He’d climaxed into Colette’s throat. He’d cum once on Aanya’s tits and once inside her. He’d returned to spill again down Colette’s throat. That was nine times, and it was only 2 PM. He’d only gotten in two hours and fifteen minutes of duty so far today. He had to dial this down considerably. But how to do it?

Khushi arrived. She was wearing a tight white knit dress that ended at mid-thigh and no bra. It was not entirely opaque. He could see her darker areolae and square nipples as they tortured the fabric. Her breasts rode high and proud in the Martian gravity. Spectacular. It certainly didn’t seem like she intended to dissuade him from making advances.

They greeted each other shyly with a hug. She gave him a peck on each cheek in the European fashion. They sat. She shut out the lights so it was pitch dark in the rec area except for the movie screen. She started the movie right away. During the opening credits, Zach felt his way over and scooted up beside her. She scooted away, saying, “Ayana made me promise not to touch you. I tried to get her to come watch with us, but she wouldn’t. She’s off somewhere sulking, acting like a baby. In revenge, I put on this dress.” She grinned, her perfect teeth flashing in the darkness. They continued watching the movie sitting together but a hand’s breadth apart on the couch.

During the opening sequence, a man in a hat was trying to steal a golden idol. He was the Indiana Jones character that Khushi wanted to introduce him to. He was running away because the temple was collapsing. He found his buddy who had betrayed him skewered and dead on a booby trap.

At this revelation Khushi jumped in fright and grabbed Zach’s arm. As Jones barely escaped in a plane with snakes in it, Zach slowly snuggled up right next to Khushi. He casually put his right arm around her. His right hand casually and gently held her firm right haunch. Her ass felt so good in his hand. She seemingly ignored this advance and continued watching the movie raptly.

During the next action sequence, Zach’s hand slowly rubbed Khushi’s haunch. Her hand carelessly fell into his lap. Her hand adjusted slightly until her fingertips rested on his balls through his scrub pants. At the end of the action sequence, they turned towards each other as if on cue. Their faces mashed together in a desperate kiss. Their hands roved freely during the kiss. He mashed one of her ample breasts with one hand. The other sneaked under her skirt and stroked the crotch of her panties. One of her hands was stroking his cock through his scrub pants. The other was feeling his muscular ass.

It was Khushi who broke the kiss. She grabbed his head and pointed it to the screen, whispering, “You can’t miss this scene.” While they watched it, she broke the entire clench and sat apart from him. Perhaps she had remembered her promise. A minute later, she stood up and slid off her panties right in front of him. She whispered, “If Ayana sees my panties are wet, she’ll suspect something. I’d better take them off.” She set them on the table. She paused the movie and put a towel fetched from the head down on the couch. She hiked up her dress a little, for there was not much to hike, and sat down on the towel. This was presumably to catch her moisture. After this veritable striptease in the semidarkness, she went back to watching as if it was no big deal. Sure, it was only practical for her to take off her panties and hike up her dress in front of him. He was in complete agreement.

Things calmed down for a while. Zach texted Alexis and Charisse, "How about we meet every day at 8 AM and 4 PM starting today at 4 PM?"

Alexis texted, "We'll see you at 4 PM at our place, lover."

A few minutes later, Khushi’s promise was apparently forgotten. She abruptly straddled Zach and pulled off her dress straps. Her bursting knockers immediately defeated her knit dress and popped into view. Her breasts looked magnificent in the semidarkness and Martian gravity. They were the most perfect and beautiful shapes ever. He latched onto her left breast and suckled with a grunt of satisfaction. He teased the nipple of the right breast. The suckling ended abruptly in favor of another scene she insisted he could not miss. The clench was thereby broken and they sat chastely apart as before. She left her dress a wide belt around her midriff.

Khushi continued to watch the next scene raptly, ignoring Zach. He slid onto the floor in front of her, worshipfully, and ventured his face between her legs. He gently spread her legs and kissed her inner thighs as she seemingly ignored him and watched the movie. She put both her hands on the top of his head as if to smooth down a bump in her lap. Otherwise, she gave no indication she was aware of his presence. As his gentle kisses worked their way up her thighs, he caught the thick smell of her excitement. It was the smell of curry mixed with an intoxicating pheromone blast of forbidden cheating helpless excitement. It invaded his mouth and nose like a velvet hook, reeling him in. As he reached her vulva with his exploring tongue, her hips bucked helplessly forward. A minute later, her eyes still glued to the movie screen, her breath caught in orgasm. Her hips rocked helplessly as she held his head to her in an iron grip. At the end of her long crisis, she gave a little final ass wag and started breathing again. She immediately backed away from his tongue and stopped the movie. She pulled her dress down to her thighs and up to recapture her delicious orbs. She sat apart from him, all proper. Without a word or a look at him, she started the movie again.

Zach sat on the floor in front of Khushi and watched the movie. She gripped him between her legs and massaged his shoulders. It felt wonderful. When she paused, transfixed by some movie scene, he slowly spun around and put his face under her dress. A shorter time passed before her breath caught and her hips rocked helplessly. After her concluding ass wiggle, she pushed him away again and he turned around and sat between her legs. She massaged his shoulders some more. This sequence became a routine for them. After the fifth time, she reached down into his lap and felt his cock. It was painfully erect.

She whispered, “You can’t leave me alone because I’ve let you get too excited. We need to calm you down.” She stood him up, pulled his scrubs down to his knees, and swallowed his cock.

“Not that way,” Zach whispered. Khushi disgorged him. Without a word, she hiked up her skirt, lay back on the couch, and spread for Zach. “I want to see your tits,” he insisted. She pulled her dress down. With a twist in her mouth, she turned her head to continue watching the movie. He crouched over her, lifted her hips, and thrust gently, lovingly, and with extreme satisfaction into her sopping wet snatch. Immediately she climaxed wetly for him, choking down the noise she wanted to make. He pounded her rapidly and desperately while she managed to whimper, “Don’t cum in me, Ayana will taste it.”

Zach stopped himself with an effort of will. “What then?”

“Don’t mess my clothes. In my mouth.”

“Okay,” said Zach, resuming his desperate copulation. Khushi orgasmed as quietly as possible, spasming like she was seizing. He held her ass up tightly, fingering her anus, and kept thrusting. As she climaxed again, she let out squeak at the end she couldn’t quite catch. This got him too close, and he pulled out of her quickly and made it up to her face. He unloaded a big splash on her face before she could slurp the end of his cock into her mouth. Her body shook with frustration, having almost climaxed again. She stroked his slick cock until she had milked the rest of his shuddering ejaculate into her mouth. She gulped it down as he fed it to her. Once he was drained, she paused the movie and pushed him off her onto the floor. She ran to the nearby head.

Two minutes later, Khushi returned and started the movie. Zach sat down and watched the movie with her like nothing had happened. She whispered, “It’s okay, you missed my dress and hair. It will be fine.” She sat a meter apart from him on the couch.

The courtship on both sides resumed. It rapidly escalated. They tongue kissed. Zach had one arm forced all the way up Khushi’s slinky white dress to grab a jiggling naked boob. Two fingers of his other hand violently finger banged her snatch. After her third or fourth orgasm this way, she whimpered in sotto voice, “You’re too excited again.” He immediately pulled down his scrub pants, grabbed her by both legs, and thrust gloriously into her. The second bout lasted no longer than the first. She orgasmed continuously during. She stopped him again before he put it where it would count. This time she whimpered, “I need to feel you finish inside me. Take me in my bottom. Ayana won’t notice the taste there.” This was a remarkable suggestion coming from Khushi. Mere days ago she had been an anal virgin.

Zach pulled out. His cock was dripping with Khushi’s wet, and more was splashed all over her ass. He lifted her ass farther with one hand while guiding his cock head into her tight anus with his other hand. Her anus was pliable, which suggested it had received recent attention from Ayana. Maybe a strap-on? Come to think of it, none of his business. Once lodged, he slid in easily while Khushi moaned. She caught herself and shuddered. This girl liked it up the ass, at least while impossibly horny.

Zach pumped away somewhat more sedately in Khushi’s ass while she still somehow tried to watch the movie. He shuddered with his shortening, quickening strokes. She looked like a vengeful goddess with her gritted hissing teeth in the flickering light of the movie. In this worked up state, taking her ass for the first time, he didn’t last long. He strained in her and caught his breath to stay reasonably quiet. She closed her eyes at the screen and moaned softly as his hot cum flooded into her rectum. She gave one of her signature orgasmic ass shakes. Maybe it was an orgasm? It was a lot of pleasure and satisfaction at the very least.

Zach’s cock had a mild scent from Khushi’s rectum, but nothing major. He pulled up his scrub pants. He would deal with it later. She grabbed a tissue and wiped her ass, but it was clean. They spent the rest of the movie holding hands, but nothing more. He tried to start another round of grab-ass a couple of times. She slapped him away playfully, joyously, calmly, and they resumed watching the movie.

The credits rolled. Khushi turned off the movie and, in the dark, kissed Zach passionately. “Thank you,” she said.

“When will I see you again?” asked Zach.

“I don’t know,” Khushi said remorsefully. Zach figured he’d better not press it. Best to leave her in the driver’s seat. She left him there in the darkness, not saying another word.

He texted Charisse and Alexis, “I’ll see you at 4:15.”

Alexis texted, “No problem as long as you can stay later.”

He texted, “I can.”

He went straight to Colette’s room, shut the hatch, and flicked on the light. She roused as soon as he entered. He pulled his scrub pants down to his knees, exposing his half erect cock. She was still not out of bed, so he grabbed her by the hair. He didn’t have to pull it as she moved easily with his hand onto her knees in front of him. He fed her his limp smelly cock. Her emerald eyes blazed at him as she choked it down. She washed it thoroughly as she sucked it to hardness and throated it rapidly towards orgasm.

Zach thought about the health implications of Colette licking Khushi's ass juice off his cock. He concluded that because all of them were tested to be disease-free and parasite-free, it would be fine. It was healthier than whipping her cunt raw. It was something he could live with a lot more easily. Remarkably, she brought him to the brink of orgasm in minutes even given his many recent orgasms.

Shaking and straining, he ordered her, “Finish.” She finished him off in half a dozen jerking movements down her throat. “OHHHHH!” he moaned. It was so satisfying after not wanting to make any noise with Khushi. Without saying goodbye or acknowledging her in any way, he pulled up his scrub pants and left. He went to Head B1 for a quick rinse off.

(To be continued)
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Reply #30 on: October 17, 2020, 04:18:13 PM
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31: Thursday, July 16, 1615 hours CST: The Breeding Bitches

Zach knocked on Charisse and Alexis’s hatch right at 4:15. Charisse opened the hatch in all her tall lithe glory. Her hazel eyes danced along with her smile as she ushered him in and closed the hatch. Alexis sat on their bed staring at him hungrily and ready to pounce. They had incense burning in the room. Charisse said, “We know how hard you’ve been working. We want to take care of you Zach.”

“We’ve been watching you dash madly about. You’ve been trying to please all of us since we got here,” Alexis said. “Berte won’t stop raving to me by text message every time you boink her, which is apparently a lot. She raves about how you fulfill her in ways she never imagined, blah, blah, blah. Honestly she’s so cute.”

“Colby gleefully apologized to me for draining you dry last night,” said Charisse. “Even though we know she didn’t.”

“Because I know you snuck away from her to bang Colleen at the very least, and maybe others,” Alexis said. “You were not kidding when you alluded to some kind of hormone avalanche going on with this crew.”

Charisse set Zach gently in the middle of the bed as Alexis made room. They spread massage oil and went to work on his tired muscles. He hadn’t gotten much sleep in the last 24 hours. Soon he was on the edge of sleep. Charisse gently massaged his cock to hardness, which hardly roused him he was so relaxed. Alexis straddled his head and poised her vulva over his mouth. Alexis waited until he reached out his tongue then relaxed down with a thigh quiver and a satisfied whimper. Charisse climbed on and rode him Saint George style.

Charisse and Alexis switched off riding and face-sitting Zach to many orgasms for themselves. They pleasured each other all the while with tongue kisses and breast fondling. They encouraged him to lay back and let them pleasure him and each other. In the middle of it, he helplessly blurted out his undying love for Charisse once again. She replied, “There, there, you’re so dear to me, I’m coming to meet you Zach, never fear.” She had a great big whimpering orgasm on him. So, she was coming in more ways than one, apparently.

During the session, they arranged it so that Zach shot once up into Charisse’s quim and once up into Alexis’s. This was not hard for them, since they knew him well and were both confident lovemaking experts. Beforehand, they chatted about it extensively while riding his face and cock. They agreed that he was especially pleasurable with the heat and punch of his cum inside them. They deeply craved that sensation as part of their lovemaking with him.

These two amazing women were done with him by 5 PM. Happy and satisfied, Charisse and Alexis pushed him out the door and admonished him to not work so hard.

From there Zach went immediately to wake up Colette. He dragged her onto the floor and had her suck him to orgasm. He ended with a particularly long face fuck this time. He held her hair tightly while ramming down her throat, reaching for orgasm. Once he spilled, only a drop, he stood there and choked her out. He forgot for a bit to pull out and let her breathe. This time they exchanged words. “I can give you a massage,” she said. She’d smelled and felt the massage oil on him along with yet another of her crewmates’ anonymous pussies.

“It would be against the rules for me to ask you for that. It’s not a sexual favor.”

“I could make it sexual,” she asserted.

“I bet you could,” Zach replied, pulled up his scrub pants, and left. He rinsed off in Head B1, with soap this time to shed the massage oil and its scent. He worked for 45 minutes until 6 PM. He had a lot of work to catch up on, since he’d only managed three hours so far today including this bit. He was supposed to be done with his duty for the day.

At 6 PM Zach quietly entered Michaela’s and Aanya’s dark room. He shut the hatch, pulled off his scrubs, and quietly joined Michaela in her bed. She was naked as usual, and she roused and spread sleepily for him. He slowly pushed into her half-erect and moved in her shallowly until he was fully erect. He took her slowly and deeply with her legs up on his arms. Aanya seemed asleep, but something roused her, perhaps the smell of Michaela’s cunt juice filling the air. He heard a vibrator click on and get muffled, presumably by Aanya’s vulva, in the other bed. He continued to take relaxed firm pleasure in Michaela. She breathed deeply, whimpered, and grunted softly in climax occasionally. He heard breathing and quiet moans from Aanya in the other bed. So cute.

He sped up into his short strokes and finished strongly but reasonably quietly in Michaela. He made a nice firm stretching push and a couple of reasonably strong squirts. He patted a towel onto her puss as she kissed him and whispered, “Blagodarya ti lyubov moya.” She drifted into slumber.

Zach walked softly over to Aanya and got into bed with her. She was naked, vibing herself and quivering. “Can I help?” he whispered.

“Kiss me,” Aanya whispered. Zach tongue kissed her quivering tongue and mouth deeply and rubbed her nipples. Even after all he’d been through that day, his cock was filling with blood for this woman. She was such an innocent, such a blossoming flower, he couldn’t resist her. He had to remind himself she was three years his senior. With her ageless South Asian beauty, she looked much younger than him. It was thrilling to witness her sexual awakening. She gasped explosively and twitched in his arms as she reached her climax and clicked off the vibrator.

“Want me to push in?” he whispered hopefully, erect and ready for his pleasure.

“No, you should rest,” she whispered, “And I should, too. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he regretfully whispered back, climbing out of her bed. He wanted her now. She was right, he should chill the fuck down and take care of business instead of fucking her poor pussy raw. She had said it and meant it much more kindly. He pulled on his scrubs and left. He was surprised to see it was only 1833, 6:33 PM.

He woke up Colette. Closing her hatch, he switched on the light and dragged her out of bed by her hair onto the floor. This was not as painful in Mars gravity as it was in Earth gravity. She was getting dark circles under her dim emerald eyes and looked beat. It was hard to tell whether she was loving this or hating this. He had to trust that she wanted this experience. If he was overdoing it, he trusted that X would set him on a better course.

He held the top of her head by the hair. He opened her sleepy jaw with his other hand and pushed his cock in to the hilt. It was still half-hard from Aanya and moist from Michaela. He held it forcefully down Colette’s choking throat, cutting off her air supply. He held it there. She jerked limply and her throat quivered. She teased him to greater hardness even as she suffocated. As her eyes flickered on the edge of consciousness, he pulled out his straining hard cock and let her breathe. That had roused her. He grabbed her hair with both hands and violently face fucked her.

This brutal stuff didn’t appeal to him. He trusted it was what was wanted here. He wanted with all diligence to apply the rules, provided the application remained reasonably safe and sane. Instead, he thought of Aanya and her quivering excitement as she reached for her orgasm, and quivered, and reached. He used Colette’s throat as a masturbation sleeve as he thought of Aanya, innocent Aanya. He would meet her in the garden tomorrow, and hear of her life. Perhaps they would kiss and pet a little. It would be a bubble of normalcy. He thought of her beautiful features, her petite stature, and generous breasts for her size. He thought of her taut belly, quivering in the darkness, leading to her cute tight twisting quivering snatch, “AAAAUGH!” He spilled down Colette’s throat. Hastily, without looking at her, he pulled up his scrub pants and left without shutting out the light.

Zach needed desperately to work and to rest his aching overheated balls while doing so. Anming called him. “I have good news,” she said.

“What is your good news?” Zach asked.

“Ayana cleared me for sexual intercourse. If I have any pain, we need to stop immediately,” Anming said happily. “She told me we must not engage in any sex into my anus. That is to say, putting your penis into my rectum. Ayana made me promise to tell you specifically that you shouldn’t do this so that you knew for certain. I’m sorry if what I’m mentioning disgusts you.”

“Anming, I’m a doctor. Nothing about the human body disgusts me. It’s a miracle,” said Zach.

“Yes, well,” said Anming. “I have another message from Ayana,” she said, gathering herself. “Ayana tells me that stimulating on the anus would be beneficial to healing. It would stimulate the nerves there.”

“I would be happy to help you with that. We could wash you off very gently and carefully in the shower and stimulate the nerves. I agree that it could be helpful to your recovery. It would train new nerves to take over to help the sphincter where others have been damaged.”

“You must be so disgusted with an ugly invalid like me,” Anming moped.

“Anming, it brings me the greatest joy in life to help people to heal. Let me take care of you,” he pleaded.

“Very well,” she said curtly, and hung up before he could make a date with her. Well, he could call her tomorrow and check in with her. There was no rush. He texted her, “So happy to hear your news.” He added a heart emoji.

He worked until 7:30 PM and then bothered Colette. She was looking ragged as he dragged her out of bed. He choked her with his swelling dick until she roused and squirmed. He let her do the work, since he had done most of the work last time. She was efficient and had him straining in no time. He told her to finish. She finished him. After ejaculating, he pulled out of her throat, pulled up his scrub pants, and left without another word.

He worked some more until 8:30 PM when he dragged Colette out of bed. This time she was dragging. To wake her up, he ordered her to get the belt and assume the position. He whipped her three times across the pussy in quick succession and as hard as before, causing her to whimper openly and cry. She was awake. This was hard work for both of them it seemed. She serviced him especially well after her whipping. He was urgently ready to release within a dozen minutes of her starting. His thoughts of self-disgust at the whipping momentarily were blown aside. He grabbed her hair and face fucked her brutally. Once he ejaculated, he held her head to him to suffocate her for a while. He saw that her hair was getting frayed and torn. He decided he should not grab her by the hair until it looked okay. While he was thinking this, she passed out. He took his dick out and she gasped immediately and revived a few seconds later. Once he had checked her to make sure she was okay, he left.

He worked until 9:30 PM and bothered Colette. She hopped right out of bed this time. She looked even more wrecked than at any previous time. Zach felt like a monster. How could she possibly want this? She seemed grateful this time to tease him to an excited edge. She gleefully gave him another orgasm down her throat when she heard his order to finish. He went to Head B1 and rinsed off. He tried to shake off thoughts he was a monster and get his head straight for Colby.

(To be continued)
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Reply #31 on: October 17, 2020, 04:50:27 PM
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32: Thursday, July 16, 2200 hours CST: Anming

At 10 PM, Zach arrived home at his quarters. With breaks to take care of Colette, he’d gotten another two and a half hours of work in. That was a total of five and a half hours for the day. Colby jumped gleefully into his arms in the low gravity. She gave him a big wet smooch with lots of tongue. “I have a surprise for you, baby,” she said.

“What is it, honey buns?” Zach asked.

“Now hear me out,” said Colby. Uh-oh, Zach thought. “You should know that Colleen is peeved that I moved in with you.”

“She is?” Zach said with what he hoped was convincing incredulity.

“Yes, she said there were a lot of women trying to get their own piece of you. She made the point that you needed your own place to retreat to. I apologized for having starved everybody else out with my attentions towards you since we got here. Colleen stopped me to get to the more important reason.”

“Which is?”

“The other reason is that Anming is going through a difficult time. Colleen put me in there, as her second in command, to watch over Anming. I was to make sure she was getting back on her feet properly. I hadn’t guessed that. Colleen didn’t make it explicit when she bunked me with her. She thought it would happen naturally, which I understand. I admire the hell out of Anming, by reputation only mind you. I’d never met her. I guess we all tend to think our idols are made out of stainless steel. I didn’t know she was facing any difficulty. I understand why she’d want to be circumspect about it, I suppose. I mean, she is arguably the finest theoretical physicist ever, and that includes Einstein, Feynman, and all the rest.”

“I agree. Even to us lay people, she’s a God,” interjected Zach.

“Plus she’s creative and she’s even witty as we saw in the excursion vehicle. To be honest, I was intimidated to be suddenly sharing a bedroom with her,” Colby confessed. “My discussion with Colleen was left unresolved. She wanted me to think about it, think about Anming, think about what would be best for you. After my talk with Colleen, I thought I’d better at least go and actually get to know Anming. I figured I could find out how I could support her and then do that. We got to talking honestly and openly like sister crewmates should. Then I heard what had happened to her. I couldn’t stand it. What that rapist did to her was sickening. I was so angry at that evil man I couldn’t sit down. I cried my eyes out. I guess you and Ayana and Colleen know all about it, but it was quite a shock to me. ”

“Me too. I cried too, and I’m a doctor. I’m supposed to be able to see injuries dispassionately. I couldn’t,” Zach admitted. “So I still don’t get it, what’s the problem? Why do you need me to hear you out?”

Colby continued, “Well by the end of our heart to heart, we were sisters in every other sense than genetically. We wanted to share a room. We wanted to hang out and play go. We had confided our interest in you to each other. We talked about our dalliances with you. I heard how she lured you to her lair for a red hot smooch session. You must have done good, boyfriend. She ran to Ayana and got cleared immediately for ‘flight', as one might say.”

“Wow,” commented Zach.

“So at the end of THAT discussion, we were both like, would it be too weird for, like… the three of us?" Colby ventured. She quickly continued, "Neither of us have ever done anything like that. We had some more discussion. At the end, we were like YES! We are going to share everything! Including sleeping with you at night and even the naked sexual parts, Zach. That is, if you don’t mind.”

Zach opened his mouth to comment but Colby shushed him. “Hear me out,” she continued. “Neither of us are interested in women in that way, sexually I mean. But we are definitely gum-swapping buddies, so no problem. We don’t mind if things get naked and messy with the three of us. We’re not going to be grossed out by rubbing up against each other in bed. We might even hug or hold hands while sexual things are happening. Or watching each other, you know. In other words, by doing this, we’re not handing you a logistical nightmare. You can come at us any way you want and we’re ready to roll with it, baby. So will you try it?? Anming is so sweet! We guarantee that we’ll make it work. Please say yes.” Her eyes were imploring.

Zach realized he still had Colby cradled in his arms from when she jumped into his arms and kissed him. He put her down and said, “Sure, especially since it’s so important to the two of you. I’ll try it.”

“Okay,” said Colby, “Here’s the plan.”

“There’s already a plan?” said Zach with a smile. These women and their plans would be the death of him.

“Of course there’s a plan,” replied Colby. “You two have never… right?” She made vague gestures of the fingers of her two hands getting together.

“Heavens, no. She’s been injured,” Zach answered.

“Well I insisted. The two of you should break the ice together in a lot more normal way than with me hanging around. So we want you to go to her room and spend the night with her.”

“Let me get this straight,” said Zach. This sounded like some kind of trap.

“I know,” continued Colby, “I really wore you out last night. You still look pretty wrecked. Anming and I talked about how passionate we were last night. I told her how you weren’t able to keep your hands off me all night long. She’s fine with just cuddling you tonight if you’re too tired. That’s what you and I were going to do. I don’t want you to feel obligated to make love to her.”

“I appreciate that very much, honey,” Zach said. Mixed signals were coming from Colby. On the one hand, she was telling him to "break the ice" with Anming. On the other hand, they had planned to not have sex tonight themselves. Would Colby's feelings be hurt if he had sex with Anming?

“You’re so understanding,” said Colby with a big smile. “I’m so happy!” she squeaked. She got on her phone right away, presumably to text Anming the good news.

Zach figured he had better make sure Colby was reassured, physically reassured, of his love and attraction to her. Sorry, Colby's pussy. He ventured, “Can I ask a favor?”

“Sure, anything, honey-dog,” Colby answered, still texting on her phone.

“I was looking forward to cuddling with you tonight. Could I sneak over after Anming is asleep and hang out with you a bit?”

“Sure, honey-dog. Knock yourself out,” Colby said, still texting away madly on her phone.

Zach grabbed fresh gym clothes to wear to their workout the next day. “Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow no later than our morning workout.” He turned to leave. Even though he now planned to stop by and reassure her, he was concerned. “Honey, are you sure this is what you want? I could visit Anming some other night. We could visit Anming together.”

Colby dropped her phone, grabbed Zach, and hugged him and kissed him passionately. Looking him in the eye, she said, ”You come back to me, do you hear?”

“Always, my darling,” Zach said sincerely. “You’ll have to tell me to go to get rid of me.”

“All right then,” Colby said. “You try to show Anming a good time. Lord knows she deserves it. Be good to her.” Then she pushed Zach out the hatch and closed it. It seemed she was dead serious.

From his quarters, Cabin B3, Zach walked antispinward through Hydroponics Bay B4. He traversed Storage Area B4 to arrive at Radial Arm Bay B2. He cycled the pressure doors on the radial arm bay and climbed up to weightlessness in the central cylinder. Floating weightless through the core, his thoughts of Colby's seeming change in attitude were swirling along with his sense of direction. Her conversation with Anming had clearly affected her deeply. At the same time, his loins thrilled in anticipation of having the lovely Anming likely soon spread underneath him, shrieking and taking his cock. He climbed down Radial Arm A2 on the opposite side of the ring to Radial Arm Bay A2. He cycled the pressure doors there to arrive at Laundry Area A. From there he walked through Storage Area A2 and Hydroponics Bay A2 to arrive at Anming’s door, Cabin A2.

Anming was waiting for Zach when he knocked on her hatch. She greeted him in the nude and let him in, closing the hatch behind him. She was a touch below medium height for a woman and slender, with proportional breasts and dark brown puckered nipples. Yum! He would not think about the scarring. Instead he looked down at her cute little muff. It was adorable, like a black tribble. Her face was unblemished and lovely, her dark brown eyes seeing through to his soul. It was just like when he first met her climbing out of her T-38. She led him over to her bed and they lay down together. Zach was still in his scrubs but with his shoes kicked off. They kissed. There was no hurry. “Colby is a curious woman,” remarked Anming. “I truly believe she would rip her heart out of her own chest to save a person she cared about. We must protect her, Zachary.”

“I agree, but she’s a strong woman, too. Neither you nor I would ever do anything to intentionally hurt her. I don’t worry about it. You know, Colby said the same thing about you. ‘We should protect you at all costs,’ or something like that. But you’re a strong woman. I trust you’ll stay close and let us support you in any way possible. As for me, I’m quite sure you two, when you got together, talked all about protecting me.”

Anming chuckled, “Yes we did. I was worried about us both wearing you down. She assured me that you were quite virile and could handle us both easily. I find that hard to imagine,” she teased. And with that, there was tickling and wrestling and more kissing. Zach got up and took his clothes off. She stood up and ran her hands over his tight abs. She stroked his lean but muscular arms and legs. She traced her fingers across his muscular chest and back. “You truly are a specimen, Zachary. Oh, hmm, this is embarrassing to say, but I’ve always dreamed of having a Caucasian lover. Living in communist China, I’ve never had. You are built like an action movie hero! This is better than my feeble fantasies.”

“For my part, I’ve always dreamed of having a lover as beautiful and exotic as you. You are so delicate, so exquisite—”

“Don’t flatter me so flagrantly,” Anming said, slapping Zach on the arm. “I’m an old hag.”

“What are you talking about?" Zack said. "You’re five years younger than I am, and you look like you could be in high school. Seriously, I’m going to have to check your ID before we go any further. I want to make sure I’m not committing statutory rape.”

“Will that do?” Anming said, pointing to her Nobel Prize diploma hanging on the wall. “They only give that to has-beens.”

“You’re awful!” Zach said, resulting in another tickle fight. They rolled and wrestled playfully on the bed and rolled off the bed in a pile of laughter. Martian gravity was good because they could roughhouse like they were kids. They just bounced, as if they were children. They didn’t need a padded room and a judo mat like they would have on Earth. It was pure fun.

Anming ended up straddling Zach's tummy with a serious look on her face. Her peeking open vulva stamped a wet spot on him. She leaned over and kissed him fiercely, passionately. She was trembling. As they kissed he sat up, lifted her in his arms, and stood up. She was light in Martian gravity. He laid with her on the bed, and kissed her neck, and kissed her breasts. Her breathing changed. It seemed they were quite sensitive. He continued to kiss her nipples and explore her vulva with a gentle touch. Gently, he stroked a finger wetted from her gently across her clitoris and her hood, feeling and delicately exploring. She kicked her legs and hips and made a low sound like “hmm!” like a growl, followed by a squeak.

“Did you just have an orgasm?” Zach asked.

“Yes,” Anming said. “I’m afraid I can’t help myself. I’m so excited to have you here. Oh it’s so hot in here, isn’t it?”

“Well, you are smokin’ hot in the metaphorical sense,” Zach mused, stroking Anming’s vulva slowly with his fingers. “I’m sure the climate system is fine. It’s probably me. Women tell me I’m very warm, like actually warm. I’m probably heating you up.”

“You certainly are in every sense of the term,” Anming breathed raggedly.

“Good to hear,” said Zach. He got down between Anming’s legs. She had a rich, mild scent. By her smell and taste, she evidently had showered just before he had arrived.

From only a few licks, Anming seemed quite enthusiastic. “I had a boyfriend in college who used to do some of this to me. Oh, oh, wait, I can’t talk when you do it.”

Anming was a talker. Well, so was Zach. And he liked to listen. He stopped. “Just the one?”

“I’ve had several boyfriends,” Anming said defensively. “He was the only one who, you know, with his mouth. In our culture, it’s all about the state, and if not the state, it’s all about the man. A woman serves, even a somewhat famous woman like me. In the bed, definitely a woman serves. I loved that boyfriend. He was the only one who understood me at all, I think. We had to part ways, though. You go where the state tells you to go, or suffer the consequences.”

“Well, now you have a boyfriend who can’t do without this,” Zach said, “If I can presume to be your boyfriend yet.”

“I know enough about you from talking to Colby,” Anming chuckled. “Sure, boyfriend, you’re my boyfriend.” He started licking again, and she quickly became inarticulate. “Ow!” shouted.

Zach stopped. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine,” Anming said breathlessly. “I said ‘how’ which means ‘good’ in Chinese. I’ll try to stick to English when I’m gasping,” she joked. “Let me practice: YES! What else? Oh yes! HEAVENS!”

“I am not sure what kind of porn you’ve been watching,” Zach commented.

“Victorian-era romance novels. ZOUNDS!” joked Anming.

“Knock yourself out, but I can’t tongue lash you and laugh at the same time,” retorted Zach.

“I want you to stop tongue lashing me anyway and… hmm…” Anming got serious again.

“What?”

“I want you to get the pleasure a man gets from a woman, that a woman gives a man. I want to give you pleasure. I want you to cover me. Don’t be hesitant. I want you to use this ugly body as your plaything until you orgasm.”

“Let’s try something more sedate to begin with,” Zach suggested. He lay next to her, face to face, lubed up a finger, and slowly glided into her wet quim. It went in slickly but with some back-pressure. She was tiny and tight.

Anming breathed heavily. “This feels good. I haven’t had anyone do this to me in a long time. Not since I was first playing with boys. It seems like most men want to get straight to the point. And you should too, Zachary. You’re stalling. I know from your hardness that you’re desiring to inseminate me.”

“That’s fine, too, sometimes, but slow is good for you right now.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry I have only this ugly scarred body… Zach… a... ry... uhh!” Then Anming bucked and squeaked. “You’re… ha-ha… you’re going to make me do it again… oh!” Another buck and a squeak. Well, her g-spot appeared to be in good working order. Zach added some lube and added a finger. Her vulva and the outermost five inches of her vagina were thoroughly slick. She was ready as she would ever be, but so very tiny. “Hey… huh hah!” she said with a squeak and a buck of her hips. He added a finger and with his two fingers made a come hither motion brushing her g-spot. She made noise with every thrust of his fingers. Her hips were shaking. He had to hold her tummy down to keep her from bucking out his fingers. Stroke, stroke, stroke, she seemed to be in continuous orgasm. Her arms were frozen in a fending position above her. Her eyes were closed and brows clenched. Her breathing was filled with rasping growls or squeaks. She was doing wonderfully with this, but he didn’t want to wear her out, so he stopped. “What did you do to me?” she gasped when she could catch her breath.

“That’s your g-spot,” Zach said simply. “Do you want more of that?”

“Some other time,” Anming said. “You’re stalling again, diverting me, pampering me. I won’t break. I can handle a little pain. After all, a baby will come through there. I want to bear your child, and for that, I need you to be able to finish your orgasm inside me. Why are you hesitating? Do my scars disgust you too much?” She was getting nervous and freezing up.

“On the contrary, I’m extremely excited to have you, Anming,” Zach assured her. “I’m preparing you. This is part of being with an overly large man, okay? Soon you’ll be able to take me without much preparation. To begin with, and especially considering your injuries, we should be cautious.” This seemed to reassure her. Even though she was already very wet and well-lubed both, he spread medical lubricant all over his cock.

Anming looked like she could not wait another moment before bursting into tears. Zach spread her firmly but lovingly. With the fingers of one hand guiding it, he slowly pressed the head of his cock at her tiny opening. “Oof!” she said in surprise as his glans abruptly and tightly popped in.

“Please talk to me and tell me if you feel any pain,” Zach asked.

“It feels good so far,” Anming said with a smile. She might be lying, but if she was in pain, it didn’t appear to be very much. Suddenly, nervously, she said, “I can’t believe I’m doing this, you know, with the engine of destruction. I know babies come out of here, but…”

“Relax,” soothed Zach. “Nothing’s going to happen that you’re not ready to try.” Slowly, by the quarter inch, he pushed into her.

“I’m feeling pressure!” Anming reported.

Zach stopped and asked, “Good pressure or bad pressure?”

“Good pressure!” Anming said emphatically.

“That’s good,” Zach said, and continued.

“Oh, it’s rubbing everything! Oh! Stop! I’m about to—” Anming’s hips kicked and she growled and finished with a squeak.

“Are you okay?” Zach asked.

“Yes!” Anming said, “Are you feeling pleasure?”

“Yes, so much pleasure!” Zach said reassuringly and truthfully.

“You’re being too solicitous again, Zachary," Anming said. “I can tell by the excitement in your body that you want to use me very hard for your pleasure, don’t you?”

“I want to very much,” Zach answered shakily as he slowly slid in further, “I can barely restrain myself. But the last thing I want to do is hurt you, Anming. I couldn’t enjoy that.”

“My sweet man,” said Anming, “Nnnng. EEP!” From his position three quarters of the way in, Zach rocked back and then forward an inch, back and forward. She cried, “Don’t restrain your pleasure in me, Zachary.” She was still reasonably comfortable and feeling pleasure, so he picked up his pace and the length of his stroke. He could just barely feel the back of her now. He had an inch of cock to go. He was going very fast and shallow, and barely tapping the extent of her vagina lightly. “Ow! Ohwooooo!” she howled, suddenly lost in orgasm, thrashing.

“Are you good?” he ventured, stopping.

“I’ve never felt anything like that!” she said. “So intense! I feel so full! And when you move in me! Such pleasure! I’m rubbed so firmly! And I look down, I can’t believe it all disappeared in there.”

“Actually, I have another inch to go.”

“My word!”

“This is fine, though. I feel the extent of you tight around me. Your vagina will stretch more as we make love. I won’t force it. Enjoy it,” Zach said, and he resumed moving in Anming deeply and slowly. Her body made movements that urged him to go faster and faster. It seemed that she was used to or liked a rapid pace. He didn’t mind. He found her pace, which was fast, but she was ecstatic at that pace. She was out of her mind shouting random Chinese words, he assumed. She howled out orgasms with increasing ferocity as he continued to feel overwhelming pleasure from her slick tightness. He stopped worrying about her condition and lost himself in the pleasure of her vagina thrumming and gripping him so fiercely, and with each grip, another cry of pleasure was wrenched from her. Even though the pace was not his pace, his orgasm charged up on him. He preferred it slow and sometimes very slow where he could feel a woman more. He was all the way in now, hitting the back of her not too hard. At this pace, it was all jiggles, but in her Chinese puzzle of a snatch it didn’t matter; it was going to get him. He panted, “I’m going to… inside… okay?” She was beyond reason. Her eyes were squeezed shut. She clutched him, convulsing, shouting Chinese punctuated by wet howls.

Zach thrust in and stayed locked, “RAAAAAAAH!” Anming gave a shudder. As his hot cum burst from him in pulses, she flinched and moaned with satisfaction. Her hips danced as squirt after squirt shot into her, reflexively milking him dry. Mmm. She gripped him so darn tight. The contents under pressure dribbled out. To save her sheets, he pulled out and put a towel on her. She gave a final orgasmic thrash and cry as he vacated her womb. The cum flooded out of her. He couldn’t believe he had that much cum for her after a day like this.

“That was,” moaned Anming, barely conscious, “indescribable. It was so intense, so exciting, so pleasurable. It was a new experience, a kind of Nirvana. If I can have that every day, if I can even tolerate it without exploding into sparkles, I will surely be the happiest woman ever.”

“Wow,” said Zach, intimidated. “I hope I can keep living up to that review. Well, you’re already the most brilliant woman in history. Why not go two for two and be the happiest? I’ll do everything I can to make that come true.”

Anming said, “Mmmmm.” She was drifting in her ecstasy still.

“I think that’s enough for you for tonight,” Zach counseled. “Let’s see how your parts feel in the morning.”

“Yes, doctor,” Anming sighed. “Colby and I talked about our other crewmates. How their needs would be met. Colby and I could not in good conscience keep this bliss from anyone as deserving as our crewmates. Zachary, we know you need to see other women, for babies, for morale. Keep our crew satisfied. If you need an evening or two away from us occasionally, we’ll understand. If you need some time alone, we’ll understand. We’ve talked about it. We want to take care of you. We want to take care of our sister crewmates despite our proprietary desires.”

Zach said, “Thank you. Colby and I have an unwritten code about that. I call it our bubble. She’s let you into our bubble. She ignores anything she happens to witness between me and other women. I in turn try to expose her to as little as possible. This way we maintain an illusion of a normal life together, of monogamy, in our relationship. Now that you’re with us, I guess it will be an illusion of stereogamy. Will you play along for Colby’s sake?”

“I will. I enjoy the notion, too. Being in a stereogamy, as you put it, is already far outside my comfort zone. Any amount of normalcy we can create is good for all of us, I think. Being in a stereogamy with you and Colby, I know it will be good. We are solemn sisters now,” Anming declared. She continued, "When Colby and I spoke, I had no idea how good it could be. Now I want to stay in bed with you all the time. If I feel good tomorrow morning, would you please get some small satisfaction in my ugly body again?”

“Yes, and it's a lot of satisfaction, and you're very beautiful.”

“Don't contradict me; it's very rude,” Anming scolded, but Zach could tell she was pleased.

“You're asking for another tickle,” Zach warned. “But we should sleep so that you can be ready for more fun in the morning. Oh, I almost forgot. We need to stimulate your anus, like Ayana said.”

“Oh, no. It’s dirty,” Anming said.

“It is not dirty. I saw it. It’s perfectly clean. Come on, roll over,” said Zach. Dutifully, Anming rolled over. “I didn't bring a vibrator with me on this mission, because I'm an idiot. Maybe I can borrow one later. Even so, I'll do the best I can with my fingers.” He put a pillow under her hips so that her anus was on prominent display. He got a rubber glove and some surgical lube out of his pocket, put on the glove, spread lube on two of his gloved fingers, and massaged firmly around and on her anal area with increasing vigor. “Let me know if anything starts to hurt,” he said.

“It's not hurtful, just disgusting,” Anming said with a moue.

“Well, this is part of your physical therapy, young lady,” Zach said. “Here, this might make it more pleasant.” He played with her clitoris with his other hand while he continued massaging her anus. This became a problem. She bucked her hips forward to rub her clit more firmly on his finger. In doing so, she closed her butt cheeks on his other hand. So, he penetrated her vulva with his fingers and teased her g-spot. To get more pleasure, she rocked her hips back and presented her anus to him like a good girl.

Anming moaned, “You're a disgusting brute.” She stretched and rocked her hips back reflexively. She sighed and shuddered with increasing pleasure as he teased her g-spot. He massaged around and slightly inside her anus vigorously. She was nearing climax from this stimulation. “No I won't,” she moaned, fighting the feeling. “I'm a disgusting slut,” she lamented. She let out a low little growl followed by a squeak, and her whole body shook.

Zach stopped the stimulation and wiped her up. “It's not disgusting at all Anming, it's beautiful. Please don't torture yourself for taking pleasure in my loving touches.”

“You're right, Zach, I should never reject your touch. It's just that... hmm... we'll discuss it some other time.”

Zach turned out the light and snuggled to Anming. They drifted off to sleep. He had a silent alarm set in his watch that would vibrate and awaken him. It was set to wake him in time to look in on Colleen and catch up on more work. To him it was the best feeling to drift off to sleep next to the brilliant theorist and passionate woman in the dark. He looked forward to a lifetime of ecstatic bliss for both of them together.

(To be continued)
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33: Friday, July 17, 0030 hours CST: Comprehensively Colleen

Zach’s watch quietly buzzed him awake at 12:30 AM. He crept out of bed, but Anming woke up. He said gently, “There are a few things I need to attend to. Doctors never really sleep, you know. I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Very well,” Anming conceded. “Hurry back.”

Zach threw on his scrubs and went to Colette’s quarters. He expected she was trying to catch up on sleep before going on duty at 2 AM. She was awake and reading. She was sitting in a chair and had on a skirt with no panties. He said, “Give me the belt.” She got it out of her purse and handed it to him. “Assume the position.” She bent forward facing away from him and grabbed her ankles. He flipped up her dress to examine the damage done by the lashes he’d given so far. The region was still angry-looking from the lashes he’d dealt her four hours ago, but there were no nicks or bruising.

He gave her two more hard lashes across her backside and vulva and handed the belt to her. When she had put it away, she got on her knees in front of him. “Suck me,” he said. This time, she tasted yet another anonymous pussy on him, namely Anming’s. His excitement in her teasing throat grew quickly. He’d had some rest, and he was always horny when he was up at night. Not even five minutes later, he was hovering near orgasm. “Finish,” he said, and she bobbed a few more times, giving exquisite pleasure. He was overcome. He spent satisfyingly down her throat with a grunt. He'd napped since his previous ejaculation, so it was a good load. She waited to disgorge him until he calmed. She cleaned him carefully and thoroughly with her tongue. Before it could start feeling too good, he pulled up his scrubs over his erect cock and left.

From Colette’s quarters at B2, Zach traveled spinward through Hydroponics Bay B3, Storage Area B2, and Laundry Area B. He cycled both rim hatches of Radial Arm Bay B2 and proceeded through Storage Area B4 and Hydroponics Bay B4 to his own quarters at Cabin B3. From there, he walked through Hydroponics Bay B5, Air Processing B, and Storage Area B5. He arrived at Hydroponics Bay B6 where he bumped into Charisse and gave her a hug. "I still love you," he said.

"Don't hurt yourself," Charisse said.

"Don't worry," Zach assured her. "I'm a big boy, and I can love who I have to love. I’m responsible for my feelings." He continued spinward to Berte’s quarters at B4. He traveled through Recreation B to Head B2 and rinsed off in the shower there.

After Zach rinsed off quickly in the shower, he continued spinward through Exercise B to Radial Arm Bay A1. He cycled both rim hatches to enter Control Room A. Alexis was there, thankfully not being orally serviced at the moment. Even so, her panties were sitting on the main console. She waved to him in greeting. “Do you always put your panties there?” he asked.

“Oops, sorry,” she said. She didn't look sorry, quite the opposite. She stood up and braced herself against the console. She flipped up the back of her skirt, exposing her bare ass. “Fancy a shag?”

Alexis had a nice, tight, evenly tanned ass, and she was one of the best wigglers of all time. Something felt wrong but oh so right about her audacious proposal. When was the last time he ran across someone and spontaneously fucked them? He had been racing around like a mad rooster on a schedule. On the other hand, could this get him kicked off the mission? “Should we really be doing that, what with you driving the ship at the moment and all?” asked Zach.

“The ship is parked in orbit,” she argued. “There’s nothing to drive.”

“But we’re supposed to be acting like the ship is going somewhere. This is a dry run. What would Colleen do?” Zach asked.

“Probably missionary,” replied Alexis. “Isn’t that where you’re headed?”

“You know me too well. The difference, though, is that she’s off duty and asleep.”

“So much the better. She won’t care if you’re a bit late. Look, I’ll be standing up right here while you’re fucking me. If there was an emergency, I would have to get up to deal with it. That takes a second. I’m standing up while you’re fucking me. It would take me less than a second to slide off of you and go deal with the problem. I rest my case.”

Zach got behind her and found her, not surprisingly, to be wet. “Would you like a little oral to warm you up?” Zach asked.

“No, I’m fine,” Alexis replied. “I’d rather not keep you long, and if you get started, you know me. I’ll keep begging you for more. How about you? Need a few strokes down my throat to firm you up?”

“Not necessary,” said Zach, pulling down his scrub pants and getting out his erect cock. “This conversation is doing nicely.” He thrust in while her muscles held open for him. She stayed that way for a bit to let him harden up in her wet teasing tunnel. When she felt him to be fully extended, she tightened her muscles and clipped him lusciously in rhythm to his strokes.

“Fuck me, stud,” Alexis whimpered. “You own this wet little pussy, don’t you? All of this little pussy, yes, Zach. Oh yeah! Hit all the way up! Good-good-good-good-AHHH!” Alexis orgasmed and shook but held steady on her legs. “Oh yeah, open me, does it feel good tiger?”

“Yeah,” said Zach, who was not very articulate in moments like this. Now that Alexis had orgasmed, she was apparently making sure that her quickie lived up to its name. She used her strong cunt muscles to snap onto his dick and stroke and tease it in maddening ways. So it was, in not too many more strokes, he unloaded a couple of good squirts into her. He did it as quietly as he could manage with a satisfied grunt.

“Ooh, piping hot!” Alexis moaned. “Just what I needed to wake me up. Could you be a dear and fetch me a towel from the head?” Zach pulled up his scrub pants and fetched her a towel. She replaced her hand with the towel, and said “That hit the spot, tiger. Thank you.”

“Always a pleasure,” said Zach, and slipped into the head for a quick wash-up.

After his wash-up, Zach stepped into Colleen’s room. His captivating young blonde commander had a dim light burning for him. She roused as he slipped into the covers next to her and gave her a gentle snuggle. She turned towards him and flickered her deep blue eyes and mischievous sleepy smile at him. He gave her pink-nippled breasts a squeeze and kissed her. They kissed and he felt her ass, which was a well-toned ass. “Honey,” she said gently, “You must be exhausted. After me, you probably have a lot more to do tonight. You should be asleep. Please, just rest with me awhile.”

“Not unless you’d rather rest,” Zach replied. He grasped her hand and put it on his already stiff, throbbing cock. “My body wants you, Colleen, and so does my heart, but I can wait. You have a lot to do too, and I don’t want to wear you out.”

“Whatever you want, I want,” Colleen said, “and I’m so happy you want me so much. It makes my heart feel safe.”

“Well, I want a lot,” said Zach. “I want to smell and taste your yummy vulva a lot until you’re ecstatic. I want to thoroughly feel the inside of your yummy vagina with my penis. I want to let out all my swimmies, that’s a medical term I learned from Berte. I want to suckle on each of your breasts while you play with yourself with your vibrator. I want to take you definitively in your lovely ass and release many less fortunate swimmies into there. And then I should go catch up on work. Should we give you a butt plug?”

“Wow, that's quite an agenda. I like it. No butt plug. I want you to open me the natural way as God and many drummers of not-so-very-good traveling rock bands in my youth intended,” requested Colleen.

“You’re still in your youth,” Zach pointed out.

Colleen flashed him that mischievous look of hers and corrected her statement, “As many statutory rapists intended.”

“Fair enough,” Zach replied. “Will you sit on my face and show me how best to lick you?”

Colleen spent the next while teaching Zach the licks, kisses, and sucking she liked best at that very moment. He got to suck at and tongue her delicate inner labia to his heart's content. While she was doing an ecstatic crying hip dance on his face, he was enjoying her responses very much. She tasted wonderful. She smelled wonderful. Her smell was especially her own to him now, like no other thing or woman. It was vitaminy, earthy, with maybe a hint of capers this time. He loved giving her joy this way.

“I’m ecstatic now,” Colleen joked, and sucked Zach’s cock up to hardness. The girl had skills, no doubt from her misspent youth as jailbait. She wanted to keep driving, so she climbed onto him cowgirl style and had some big beefy howling orgasms. She crashed down on him and wiggled with delight each time she climaxed. He was happy that she was feeling free and open with him now and going right after what she wanted joyously. After three of those, Zach became desperate and turned her over to finish in her. It was everything he’d ever wanted and then stillness.

Zach got Colleen a towel. She got out her vibrator as requested. He latched on hungrily to her right teat while she teased her other breast and then her vulva. She thought he had been joking about the nursing. She thought he had been talking about regular boob kisses. She saw how much calm enjoyment he was getting out of it. She liked that. It was unusual, but it was fine, and even sexual. It seemed to help her along well towards having an orgasm with her vibrator. Her excitement from the vibrator kept him awake during his suckling. It made him stiffly erect.

It was a quicker suckling than usual. Zach became urgent to take Colleen in her ass. She turned off the vibe and put it away. “I want to enjoy you in my ass without any distraction.” He put on a lot of lube and pushed deliciously into her anus. Once he was firmly lodged, he pumped into her with increasing force. The more vigorous he got, the more she liked it. She was very tight, and she was also wiggling with excitement. He was in heaven, and he was getting some exercise. She panted and whimpered, reaching for climax, tensing her body under him as he continued to pound her vigorously. He held on as she ascended, tensing, mewing, panting, inching her body towards her crisis. When it came, it was huge and deep. She howled out one giant crying groundswell of an orgasm. She cried and moaned in enjoyment underneath him and her anus clipped and shivered on his cock. He strained and shot his everything into her backside with all his strength, all his love. They collapsed together, her asshole still gripping his shrinking cock tightly.

“Let’s do an enema for you during one of our rec periods,” said Zach. “It somehow seems weird to me to wake you up at night to give you an enema. It’s something that you should come to me for in the morning or evening and say, yeah, do me.”

“Seems like you’re feeling touchy about consent.”

“Now that you mention it, I guess I am.” Zach slid out of Colleen and patted her with a towel. He took a towel for himself as well. She spun around, kissed him, and held him.

“Is Colette getting you down?”

“I’m good. I’m clear.”

“You can say no as well, you know.”

“I’m aware of that. It’s not that bad. Maybe I’m getting more used to it. Physically, Colette is a very skilled lover. But I’m trying to understand it erotically. I don’t think I’m doing a particularly good job. I  almost wish I had a natural inclination towards this kind of behavior. Dominance I can understand. Having a slave who will do your bidding sexually is a rush even to me, provided the consent is there. And it’s clear she consents. Showing her off to Alexis was fun. I knew Alexis would love Colette more, not think less of her. But Colette didn’t know that. It was a kind of guilt-free humiliation. It was an icebreaker between those two, a fun prank. I’m up for stuff like that.”

“Actually humiliating her, I’m not so sure about. That’s maybe a problem for them. I don’t want to think of myself as someone who does that, even consensually. Even though I can see she kind of wants it, the whipping really bothers me. She did some wrong things, so now I have 12 of 20 lashes still to give her. She looked disappointed when I tried to do it loudly but not really hurt her. It’s clear that halfway measures won’t measure up for her. I can do it, because I’m a doctor, and I’m trained to cut people open. I know it won’t kill her or even permanently injure her. It’s just, ugh.”

“Do what you think is right,” Colleen advised. “Maybe Alexis would have good advice for you. She seems experienced in these matters.”

“That’s a good idea,” said Zach. “I’ll talk to her.” With that, he put his scrubs on, hugged and kissed Colleen tenderly, tucked her in, shut out her light, and left her to sleep.

(To be continued)
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Reply #33 on: October 18, 2020, 09:35:35 PM
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34: Friday July 17, 0200 hours CST: Zach Seeks Comfort After An Argument

Zach thought of Colette after settling Colleen in for the rest of the night. He realized she was already on duty. At least he had kept on her, and that should count for something. He could bother her again starting at 10 AM. He rinsed off in Head A1 and went to work completing his previous workday.

Coming out of Head A1 into Medical Bay A, Ayana was there. “Hey,” said Zach, edging past her.

“You’ve been a stranger,” said Ayana, smiling at him. “I heard you had a lot of fun with Khushi yesterday afternoon.”

What did she know, Zach wondered. “The movie you mean?”

“Of course the movie,” she said with a bit of a look. “Have you guys been doing other things behind my back?”

“The movie wasn’t behind your back. Was it? She said she’d invited you.”

“Of course I knew,” said Ayana. “I found out about it at the last minute, but that has nothing to do with you.”

“I didn’t know. I assumed she’d spoken to you about it,” said Zach.

“Of course you did,” Ayana agreed. “Look, there’s a weird vibe going on between us. We’re good buddies, right? Hey, divide up the crew between us, and all that, right? We haven’t communicated since you set me up with Khushi. Thank you, by the way, truly and deeply, thank you Zach.” She got very moved and grabbed him in a fierce hug. Zach put his arms around her and hugged her back. Oh, she smelled so good. Well, enough of that, he thought. She continued, “You did us both a huge favor.”

Ayana let go of him, looked into his eyes, and continued in a different tone. “You must think I’m an ogre for my recent behavior, but I’m not, Zach.”

“I know you have your reasons. Khushi explained them to me. I can see your point of view.”

“It’s not just an opinion, Zach,” Ayana explained. “You don’t know what it’s like to be a lesbian in India. It’s not exactly frowned upon, but it’s considered childish, like wetting the bed. A young woman, lesbian, straight, asexual, whatever, is expected to get married and have a big family. She must do it for her family by hook or by crook or be shunned, no ifs, ands, or buts. Especially Khushi. You saw her family.”

“I did.”

“Then you know how strong her family’s expectations are for her. She’s been indoctrinated from birth to think not of her own happiness and success, but that of her family. If she steps out of line, her parents would shun her until she stepped back in again. Maybe not even then. They can’t know.”

“I get the idea, but nothing has changed for her. I still see her pleasing others before thinking about what she wants.”

“She doesn’t know what she wants!” Ayana said angrily.

“That’s exactly what her parents would say,” Zach pointed out.

“Except I really want what’s best for her!”

“Her parents would say that too,” Zach pointed out.

“I’m not proposing a lifetime of abstinence, Zach. I’m talking about only a few months so she can clear her head. And it’s something I’m going to be right with her on at every step. In the beginning, we agreed to an open relationship. I need a little sexual variety. She thinks she wants men. She thinks she is not interested in other women, just me. So we decided to go monogamous since she agreed to try this. No outside partners.”

Zach knew Ayana was violating that rule despite her promise to Khushi, but on the other hand, he had just cuckolded Ayana, so he had no moral high ground in the matter. “Look, you two do what you want. I don’t know anything about being gay. Have you talked to Colleen? Gotten some counseling? Because you two have been fighting.”

“Yes, we have seen Colleen, and we’ll continue to,” Ayana assured him. “We have a regular weekly session. I promise you that I want Khushi to live her best, fullest life, Zach. And I actually hope that includes you sexually. You’re a really great guy. If there’s any man I trust to treat her right, it would be you. I miss our friendship, Zach. You’re eight for eleven, man. I give up!”

“Nine for eleven.”

“Shut the front door. You boinked Miss Nobel Icicle?”

“Don't call her that. You know what happened to her.”

“What men did to her, yes.”

“Men?! In general?!” fumed Zach. “Now you’re pissing me off.”

“It’s not you in particular, Zach,” Ayana assured him. “I’m speaking of systemic sexism propagated by men. It continues to put men in positions of power over women. This inevitably leads to the abuse of women. And are you a part of that system? I don’t think you can see your way out of it.”

“I’m NOT a part of THAT!” Zach fumed, and got out of there quickly before he lost any more of his temper. He got to the other side of Radial Arm Bay A1. He thought to himself sarcastically, well that went well. That was really mature, Zach. He called Ayana. "I'm sorry for my outburst. Anming's torture is a really emotional thing for me right now. My behavior was inexcusable."

Ayana replied, "I'm sorry too. I wasn't trying to imply that you had anything to do with Anming's torture. I honestly don't think that for a moment, Zach. You are one of the best, kindest people I've ever met. I wanted to mend things with you, Zach, and through  my careless blabberings, I fucked it up again. I feel horrible."

"Well, I forgive you. Let's keep trying."

"Likewise," Ayana concluded. And the conversation ended.

Zach was still upset at himself and the world, and he didn't understand why. He strode antispinward past Berte’s to Colby. In the dark, he lubed his cock. “Hey baby,” said Colby sleepily, ”Oh ahh slow down, honey. Slow… c’mere. Oh you’re crying. It’s okay, baby. It’s okay. Colby is here to take care of you. Come on now, oh yeah. That’s my stud.” Then there was a lot of panting and pushing in the dark for a while. Then, “Mmm yeah baby, mmm yeah baby, HUH-AH!” she climaxed as he kept moving in her.

“RRRAH!” Zach ejaculated into Colby. He slid out and patted a towel on her. He got up and put on his scrubs.

“Hold it, buster,” said Colby. “Is Anming okay?”

“Anming is great. Anming is fine,” said Zach shortly. “I ran across Ayana and we argued. It-”

“Okay,” said Colby. “That’s all I needed to know. I know your dealings with our crewmates outside of Anming and me are complicated. I’m always ready to listen to anything on your mind, if you want to talk to me about it. Are you talking to Colleen about it?”

“Yes.”

Colby chuckled, relieved. “Well you had me terrified, because this is your first night with Anming. I was terrified and having a very deep, satisfying orgasm well up in me, and that’s simply unfair.”

“I’m not sorry,” Zach smiled.

“Don’t be!” said Colby. “Have you and Anming just been resting, or...”

“This is where it gets unclear how much I should be sharing,” said Zach.

“She’s my heart!” said Colby. “She’s me. She’s sharing our bed, Zach. Tell me everything in detail. Jesus, I’ll probably be watching you two go at it tomorrow night. It’s not like you need to soft pedal it.”

“Okay.” Zach looked inwards, trying to do it justice. “We kissed. We talked. We horsed around. Things got serious. I was very worried about her being ready, prepared, not hurting her. She kept begging me to not hold back. Finally, I didn’t. She took it like a champ.”

“She had fun?” Colby clarified.

“She gave me some kind of review involving exploding into sparkles,” chuckled Zach. “Now I’m worried that lightning won’t keep striking.”

“Calm down and go back to her. Everything will be fine, babe,” said Colby. “I need to sleep.” She turned out the light. Zach left quietly.

To avoid Medical Bay A1 where he had run into Ayana, Zach walked antispinward to Head B1 to wash up. Perhaps the avoidance was childish behavior; perhaps it fell into the category of self-care. At any rate, he continued antispinward to arrive at Anming’s the long way around the rim. By the dim light, he saw Anming was sleeping peacefully. He let her sleep and went to finish his duty for yesterday.

At 4:30 AM Zach was back, and he climbed into bed with Anming. He was tired, but not tired enough to not be immediately aroused by her proximity. He was pulsing hard looking at and touching her naked body in the dim light and remembering her curses or endearments in Chinese punctuated by howls of ecstatic orgasm. He checked her and found her to be not just moist, but wet. The exploration of his fingers roused her some.

He lubed up his cock and spread her as she roused further. He pushed slowly but firmly into her deliciously tight vagina as she emitted a mewing noise. He grabbed her ass and took her in earnest with even more thrilling pleasure than he recalled. He must have been much more tense than he’d seemed to himself the first time. Her regular whimpers began. One of his fingers was lubed up, and he used it to tease her anus as he held her ass tightly and plumbed her, but remembered not to penetrate his finger very far into her anus. Suddenly, she thrashed and fought, but he had her firmly pinned. Her eyes were wide now and bored into him fiercely. Then her expression softened, and she moaned, “Oh, Zachary!” He could feel her hips and legs relax and open more to him, and her arms, instead of thrashing around, grabbed his back. Her nails dug in. After one particularly strong growl and squeak relaxed her, she squeezed her eyes shut and emitted a string of Chinese ending in a wet, full-throated howl. He entered his short strokes and she continued vocalizing loudly, knowing he was close, “Ah! Oh! Oh! Ah! Arrrrrr! EEP!”

Zach climaxed with a “RAAHHH!” and a good big squirt of cum and relaxed onto the bed.

A minute of blissful silence and closeness later, he fetched a towel and pulled out with a splash. Even more than after Colby, he felt gloriously right with the world. He fell directly to sleep.

(To be continued)
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Reply #34 on: October 18, 2020, 10:04:32 PM
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35: Friday July 17, 0600 hours CST: Anming’s Agony and Ecstasy

Zach’s eyes popped open as he felt Anming playing with his hair. “Don’t concern yourself,” she said. “I texted Colby. You got practically no sleep last night. You can skip a workout.” It was 6 AM. He was urgently hard for his delicious Anming, and grabbed her, and felt her. “Oh!” she said as his fingers checked her and his urgent cock pressed against her. She spread her legs as she recognized his intention. He reached for the lube. She stopped him. “Stop treating me like porcelain,” she said. “I don’t need it.” He covered her and worked his way into her. She was delicious the natural way. She made her mewing noises of pleasure as he opened her.

Zach buried himself fully in Anming’s slippery tightness and pressed deliciously against the back of her. He was extremely horny for her, so he sprinted at the pace he knew she liked best. She growled and squeaked with increasing abandon and then howled in full release. He held her hips tightly and rubbed the slippery fluids around on her anus with one finger. Even at this fast pace, he thoroughly enjoyed her, and she was ecstatic. As his excitement took him, he ventured his index finger fully into her rectum. He picked up his pace and she screeched, howled, and dug her nails into his lower back. He felt his morning batch rising up for her.

Anming howled in climax as she felt Zach’s penis erupt in her, “RAAAAHHH!!” He whimpered, “Huh! Huh! Huh!” He helplessly slammed squirt after squirt into the back wall of her shuddering vagina.

As Zach regained his senses, he saw Anming still in her reverie, eyes pinched shut, looking a little teary. He slowly removed his inadvisable finger from her pulsing anus. He hoped he hadn’t hurt her. Her legs were up where he saw them. Her toes were curled and slowly relaxed as the hot cum pacified her body. As he pulled out, she curled up and quivered and whimpered with aftershock after aftershock. He patted a towel between her legs. He turned out the light and settled down to try to get a bit more sleep.

In the pitch dark, Anming said haltingly, “You touched my dirty hole again. It was not painful, but it does bring up bad associations for me." She sighed a deep sigh. "About the wounds that left no marks. He reserved my hmm… woman’s hole for himself, as I said.” Zach found her in the dark and held her. She was trembling. She continued in a dead voice, “But on one day, only one day thankfully, he let his men have my mouth. It took all day. He has dozens of men. I threw up many times. And on that day, hmm…” Here she stopped to cry softly for a minute. She continued even more softly, “On that day the men could use my dirty hole as well.” Sobbing. She calmed down after several deep breaths. “I passed out a few times from the pain or lack of air or both. They threw a bucket of cold water on me whenever I did.”

Zach held her, held her tightly as sobs wracked her body.

Zach had thought she was done, but she continued, “One time, a man transgressed, only for a few moments. He killed him, shot the man in the head while the man was raping me. He was always watching. He dropped onto me like a rag doll and fell off. His penis jerked out of me. His blood and brain tissue were all over me. I didn’t think I could feel sorry for my attackers. That was when I was reminded they were just as enslaved as I was. When I was in my cell at night, I used to hope that the baby was his. There wasn’t much room for hope during the day, only anger and fear.”

Zach said, “I love you. You’re safe now. We’ll all protect you with our lives. They can’t reach you any more. It’s over.”

“He never did it again. Let his men use me, that is. I couldn’t make any noise for several days afterwards. He was upset by that. He punished me very harshly, but I couldn’t make any noise at all.” They cried each other to sleep.

They woke up at 7 AM, and while Zach was still rousing, Anming found spots of blood on the towel. “Oh Zach!” she said excitedly, “I’m so happy! I got my period finally!” She immediately texted Colby with the good news. Colby called Anming, and Anming put it on speaker saying, “Zach is here with me!”

“He has a way of shaking it out of you,” Colby said. “You know, I got my period the afternoon after Zach and I first made love. And then I had my new guy, my perfect new sexy guy, calling me all the time saying ‘Can I come over? Can I see you?’ and me fending him off  ‘cause my cooch is spouting blood and I didn’t want our second time to be like ‘wow, I’m all covered in blood, gross’.”

“So that’s what happened,” said Zach. “You know, menstrual blood is fine. It washes off. I’m not some guy out of Deuteronomy, ladies; I’m a doctor. If I had a cut on my arm, and it bled slightly while we made love, would you be grossed out by that? And that’s a real injury. Menstruation is a natural process that tells me that you ladies are healthy and ready to bear children. If you’re looking to have a baby like we all are, what could be better than that? That said, it’s perishable organic matter, so it should be washed off afterwards.”

“I’m not worried now that we know each other better,” Colby said. “You can pound my bloody cooch any time you want it, baby. Just put a towel under. I told you when I moved in that I gave you my everything, and I meant it. The good, the bad, and the ugly, right here.”

“More like the good, the better, and the ravishing,” rejoined Zach.

Anming said, “You promised you would lead me into dangerous territory, Colby, and I solemnly promised I’d follow you. So far, I’ve experienced pleasure beyond my wildest imaginings.”

“Woo! Zach! You did good! I think you have a fan girl, baby!” interjected Colby.

“At any rate, you haven’t led me astray. Though I’ve never known a man to express the least interest in my, hmm… bloody cooch… I will I suppose, hmm… offer it as well.”

“Talk to you later, Colby,” said Zach.

“Wait! How goes the honeymoon you two?” Colby asked.

“Indescribable,” Anming enthused.

“I know, right?” said Colby slyly. “So no trouble with the size?”

“Oh, I had so much very happy trouble with the size,” said Anming. “I never want to have any other kind of trouble again!”

“I had fun, too,” offered Zach.

“I’m coming over,” said Colby and hung up. By the time she got there, Zach was asleep, having unlatched from one of Anming’s teats. Colby undressed and got into bed with the two of them. Zach snored softly while the two women chatted animatedly about how they were going to organize Zach’s quarters and their former quarters. They decided that the three of them would live in Zach’s quarters, because it was symbolic. It meant they were serious about Zach, and he was serious about them. They wouldn’t be just another stop on the rim. They would decorate their former room to be a hangout place, and yes, love nest for Zach. They could have fun with that too.

Zach’s watch buzzed at 8 AM, and he woke up. The women were still chatting away happily in low tones. He got up and threw on his scrubs, hugged and kissed them, and left.

(To be continued)
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Reply #35 on: October 19, 2020, 03:10:50 PM
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36: Friday July 17, 0815 hours CST: Is It a Dream or a Grind?

Zach walked spinward towards Charisse and Alexis’s place. He was a little late, but with any luck they were asleep. It was two hours past their bedtime. He thought he would maybe have Charisse first and then Alexis. As he walked, he called Colleen, but she didn’t pick up. He left the voicemail, “I propose every evening at 8 PM. Let me know what you think.” He duplicated the message by text.

Charisse and Alexis were always easy work. They knew what they wanted out of Zach. They knew how to manage his state of arousal to suit their desires. They knew how to manage their level of stimulation so that they got everything they wanted. They got under him when they wanted a pounding. They rode him when they wanted more control. This morning, which was in the middle of their sleep cycle, they each wanted a quick pounding. They made satisfied sounds as he chased his own pleasure and inseminated each of them.

As he neared orgasm in Charisse, he whispered another profession of love to her. She sleepily put a finger over his mouth to stop his talking. He finished in her with no further comment other than a satisfied grunt as he climaxed. He put his scrubs on and left as the women returned to slumber. He needed to chill with regard to blurting his undying love to Charisse. She needed time. It was clear to him that he had just crossed the line with her from enthusiastic to pushy. It was a line he hated to step over even accidentally. Honestly, he shouldn't even bother to communicate at all with any of them. They all seemed to know what he was thinking and feeling better and sooner than he himself did. He needed to shut the fuck up.

Zach did an hour and a half of work. He got a text from Colleen confirming their 8 PM regular time. At 10 AM, his time for Michaela, Zach met her in Control A as she ended her shift. They climbed through the axis of the ship from Radial Arm Bay A1 to Radial Arm Bay B1 to reach her and Aanya’s quarters. He asked after Aanya, and Michaela said everything was fine with her. Michaela understood how orally fixated he was. She sat on his face and directed him how best to lick her. She filled her time getting orgasm after satisfying orgasm from his happy exploring lips and tongue. She was wonderfully fragrant and tasty for him after anticipating him during her whole watch. He absolutely loved it, as she knew he would. She rode his mouth until his face was sore and tired. She climbed off and excitedly spread for him. This was another thing they both loved. She had him pound her missionary and piledriver style to several more orgasms with her legs over her head and out. Satisfied with his pounding, to top it off, she coaxed a big batch out of his balls to fill her satisfyingly. Then she told him lovingly and a bit worshipfully to piss off and rolled over to take a short nap. He donned his scrubs and left.

Having had her all by herself like this, Zach considered how perfect and perfectly herself Michaela was. She was a depressive and pessimistic person. He was clear he would never want to be closer to her than a fuck buddy. Yet, what a woman! He wanted more for her badly, just not with him. Along with this, he was smart enough to know she understood all this already.

Zach called Colette and met her in her quarters. She was adhering to the dress code. The lashes across her quim had cleared up nicely. He gave her four more, which visibly excited her and sickened him. She forwarded a message from her husband to Zach’s phone. Zach promised to read it later. He face fucked her and climaxed in one squirt onto her held-open and freshly tenderized twat. Without a word, he pulled up his scrubs and left. Zach took a thorough shower, trying to wash away and forget his ambivalent feelings about the whipping.

He got another hour of work in before meeting Berte at noon. They agreed he would tuck her into bed at 1 PM from now on. As usual, she wanted to do everything. Colleen had spoken to her, though, and Berte was determined to get him on his way quickly. He nursed on each of Berte’s glorious breasts for a short while, leaving him hungry for more. She sat on his face long enough to get a few orgasms. She got on all fours and had him take her from behind. She had a butt plug in. She had him remove it while he continued to fuck her. She stopped him near the end and, shouting carefully prepared obscenities, had him switch to her asshole and climax there. He climaxed and ejaculated strongly into her rectum. She derived a toe curling erotic thrill from this. He left her in her bed thinking up things to shout at him next time and masturbating furiously with Jill. He went and rinsed off in the Head B2 shower.

Zach got another hour and a half of work in before meeting Aanya in Hydroponics Bay B1. They talked about their lives and kissed. Aanya took out one breast at a time for him and he nursed on them. This led to him kneeling in front of her and putting his head up under her dress. She held his head through her dress and whimpered delightfully each time she orgasmed. She was much more relaxed in her safe haven filled with her beautiful plants. He felt good serving her, petting her, focusing entirely on her. She’d had too little of that in her life. They made a date for this same time next week when they were back in Houston. After that glorious taste of her especially, he could hardly wait for this evening. She would probably want the mock rape fantasy from him again. Holding her down tightly while he came deep in her fully stretched vagina would be incredibly satisfying. He left their encounter with a gentle hug and kiss and a massive stiff erection.

Zach got another hour and a half of work done. Afterwards, he met Charisse and Alexis in Recreation A for a game of foosball. Every time a player scored a point, they got a minute of standing oral from the loser. They almost got caught while Charisse was sucking him off one time and Khushi and Ayana walked in. He was facing away from them as they entered. He pulled up his scrub pants as if he was just casually adjusting them. Charisse on the floor in front of him looked pretty suspicious. She made a point of loudly saying she was looking for a foosball that had dropped there. Ayana and Khushi ignored the situation and chatted amicably with the three of them for a few minutes.

Both Charisse and Alexis beat Zach handily but still managed to suck him off to an orgasm between them. He came with excruciating satisfaction down Charisse’s throat. She and Alexis then played each other while he watched and cheered them on, especially the oral part. It got so they were trading orgasms near the end. It was close, but Alexis won. Her prize was furtive missionary style on the couch from Zach while Charisse stood lookout while jilling.

Zach rinsed off in Head A2 and worked another hour before slipping naked into Michaela’s bed. Aanya listened to them and masturbated with Michaela’s vibrator. Michaela straddled him and rode him to several orgasms. She had him roll her into missionary position. She ordered Aanya to come over and cuddle with them. He continued in Michaela while she in turn kissed and fingered Aanya. As he spent with satisfaction into Michaela’s womb, she herself climaxed. She also put Aanya over the edge so that they all orgasmed together in a glorious three-way cum.

It was Aanya’s turn. She led Zach into her own bed where she continued to vibe herself while he enjoyed her enthusiastically from behind. No rape fantasy tonight, no problem. His energetic pounding sent her into spirals of cascading orgasms. He was able to last a long while in the ecstatic Aanya. He finished and squirted deeply and satisfyingly into her as he’d been dreaming. She switched off the borrowed vibe. He tucked her in cozily with a towel and a kiss. He quietly left them both to complete their sleep cycle.

Zach rinsed off in Head B1 and did another hour and a half of work before meeting Colleen. He enjoyed sitting and talking with her for a few minutes before they went to bed. Waking her up for sex was fine, and if it was only occasional, kind of spicy. But he found he much preferred wooing a conscious Colleen to pouncing on an unconscious one.

Without getting into the sickening specifics, Zach confided to Colleen. It was enough of a struggle for him to work through his emotions about what Anming had told him. Juxtaposed with him whipping Colette with a belt, it was a heavy burden. Even though he knew darn well that Colette was gratified by it, it made him feel unclean. That was one reason why Ayana’s careless statement had stabbed him so deeply. He was afraid he really was ethically implicated in Anming’s torture. Colleen worked through with him the good things he was doing for each of these women. It gave him some relief.

Zach relaxed in his study after a long day of testing for contaminants and fulfilling his crewmates’ sexual needs. Was his life a dream or a grind? For the time being, at least, it was a dream. This pace forever would be a grind. He expected that over time, the honeymoon period would settle down and his crewmates would want him less often. He didn’t think it would ever end up becoming a grind.

(To be continued)
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Reply #36 on: October 20, 2020, 02:44:17 AM
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37: Friday July 17, 2045 hours CST: Colette’s Husband’s Second Letter

Zach read Colette’s husband’s second letter.

“Dear Doctor Carson,”

“I know you’ve been busy. Please make contact using the public key I previously supplied to you.”

“Your actions suggest that you’re struggling with uncertainty regarding what motivates Colette sexually. I expect you are therefore struggling with the necessary judgment calls that arise from applying the rules. I want to make it easier for you to understand things at this point. Colette, like all human beings, is extremely complex sexually. Be aware that this description of her chosen sexual expression is broad strokes, not nuanced. Working together, we can give you a more nuanced picture as time goes on.”

“Colette trusts us in an untrustworthy world. She trusts me to honestly and diligently create the framework. She trusts you to honestly and diligently execute that framework. You are being as honest an executor of the rules as we could hope for. Part of her trust, but only a part, is consent. Consent is all-important in this. Unlike most external factors in her life, we are external factors she does ultimately control with her consent. It’s everything to her that she could say, for example, ‘I don’t want to be owned anymore,’ or whatever aspect, and our response would be, ‘sure thing'. Given her nature, it’s highly unlikely she would ever not want to be owned. Even so, it’s everything that the choice is still ultimately hers. I hope this makes sense.”

“Secondly, Colette wants to be owned as a thing and used as a body. What I mean by ‘owned’ is that her body is owned ultimately (and consensually) by me sexually because I can request that you do anything sexual that I want to request that you do. She has absolutely no say in the matter. She loves that feeling. Sexually, simply, she is a piece of property, and I own the property, and you manage the property. She loves that. In her world, you could almost replace the word ‘ownership’ with the word ‘love’.”

“By ‘used as a body', I’m saying that she loves and craves the simplicity and the fundamental nature of being seen and treated purely as a physical entity. As in, a chair is for sitting, a Colette is for fucking, or for whipping, or for enemas, or whatever I choose and you execute. It’s a completely simple relationship to have. In Colette’s world, and perhaps even in ours, it’s much closer, it’s much more intimate. I would assert that the normal world is mostly people being fake towards one another. The antithesis of this being used as a body would perhaps be a cocktail party. Being used as a body is fundamentally real if we are real in our behavior. It’s like the saying ‘Dance like nobody is watching.’ She wants that kind of real from us. That whim. That dance. Whatever you really want, when you want. Because nobody else is there to witness it. She has the pleasure of ceasing to exist. Its just us and nothing. And within that nothing is her everything.”

“She is very gratified by your sexual and erotic excitement, especially your orgasms. She can see or feel it when your sperm shoots out. You can’t fake that you had an orgasm. That’s a real accomplishment of hers, a real tribute to her. You demonstrate this and your other related traits of excitement, and she feels aroused by it. She wants to see your erect cock, that’s a real thing that can’t be faked. She wants to see your excited face, your cum shooting out, feel your body fucking and straining in her. She wants to feel your cum fill her and splash onto her and hear your ecstatic sounds. She wants the smell of your cum and excitement to pervade the room. She knows from this real evidence that as an object of sexual gratification, she authentically moves you. She is similarly gratified by my sexual and erotic excitement that I share with her through correspondence.”

“She wants to depend on us. She wants to take herself out of the formula for her own sexual gratification. She craves the complete freedom of expression that comes from having her personal sexual agency completely removed from the object that is her. The toilet flushes when you push the handle. The Colette orgasms when the meat that is her is subjected to certain instructions. Then you push her handle by allowing her orgasm and she orgasms. Her complete freedom of expression is to have that turn out any way with no personal agency. The meat simply does what it is ordered to do, and we control it, like we would flush a toilet. Her agency is completely removed and completely embraced by this expression.”

“In this absolute dependency is complete interdependence. We can’t dominate in the unique way we do it to her without her to do the submitting. She can’t submit in the unique way that she submits to us without us to submit to. That is one facet of our interdependence, and there are many others. Overtly, we control everything, and her agency does not exist in that context, like flushing a toilet. However, you could also say she covertly controls everything with her consent.”

“I hope that this inadequate explanation of an extremely complex interrelationship gives you some insight. As we work together, you’ll find your own more comprehensive understanding of this.”

“I would like Colette to bear and raise a child. Since she is coming up on her ovulation week, please consider these instructions as practice for that. Starting tomorrow until you receive new instructions, I request that you specifically put your penis in her vagina. Move it however pleasures you without pulling it out, and then orgasm once and inseminate in her vagina in a way conducive to impregnation. I request that you do this once and only once a day. The timing is up to you. I request that you be rigorous in doing this once and only once per 24 hour cycle as of 0000 hours tonight. To prepare her, you may put the bullet vibrator she carries into her vagina and put it on the low setting for up to an hour beforehand. Once you are ready to fuck her, have her remove the bullet vibrator and clean it with her mouth before doing anything else. Those are my instructions.”

“I understand that you are good at whipping Colette painfully with the belt. Modify the punishment to five lashes of the kind you are performing per infraction for the time being. These lashes, when applied, must be applied in quick succession. If there are multiple infractions, please administer no more and no less than five lashes per day until all infractions are cleared. I’m aware that you find these punishments distasteful. Over time I’m sure you’ll understand what these punishments mean to Colette and therefore be able to administer them without any ambivalent feelings.”

“Have Fun,”

“X.”

Colette's husband was getting a lot more specific with his instructions! Well, what did Zach expect considering his inventive interpretation of the rules and instructions to date?

It was long overdue to communicate directly with Colette’s husband. He followed the instructions for sending X his public key in the clear. He then started an encrypted chat with him. “This is Zach Carson. I apologize for taking so long to connect with you directly. Please forgive me.” The man might be asleep or anything. He would hear from him soon.

Next Zach called Colette, waking her up. "Meet me tomorrow morning at 10:30 AM in your quarters. Be prepared."

"I don't know what was in my husband's instructions," Colette reminded him.

"Then be prepared for anything," Zach said, and hung up.

(To be continued)
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Reply #37 on: October 25, 2020, 09:10:51 PM

38: Friday July 17, 2100 hours CST: Stereogamy

Zach arrived at his quarters at 9 PM, a full hour before the official start of their sleep cycle. Colby and Anming were still at work on the room. It had sprouted an amazing amount of storage. Anming’s Nobel diploma was displayed prominently on the wall. There were some other beautiful paintings and photos he had not yet seen. Colby was deliciously nude, the epitome of chocolate naked petite strength. She had just enough boobs and butt for him to know she was resoundingly fertile.

Anming had joined Colby in nudity. She was a few inches taller than Colby, slender, willowy, and looked pale in comparison to Colby. Anming was a light caramel, punctuated by her unruly tribble of a muff. Einstein had his wild head of hair, while hers was short, straight, and perfectly restrained. Little did her fellow scientists know (as far as he knew) that her unruly hair was elsewhere. She also had a bit of string dangling down; she was wearing a tampon.

They looked happy and relaxed in their nakedness. They seemed to be getting along great. His heart filled with joy to see it. His penis hardened with excitement as he regarded these two beautiful women nude together in his bedroom. These women wanted to own him together, sleep with him together, be his mates together. He felt profoundly blessed.

“Honey dog! You’re home early!” Colby said, leaping into his arms, which was becoming her routine when he came home. She gave him a big wet kiss that tasted of marijuana wafers. Were these two ladies stoned? Anming approached and quietly put her arms around them.

Colby said, “We can finish arranging the room later. Come help me Anming.” Colby climbed out of Zach’s arms and tugged on his scrub top. A moment later, Anming’s hands joined Colby’s. He was wrapped up in his scrub top that Colby was trying to pull off of him. Anming was chasing them trying to pull down his pants. All three of them were laughing.

Some of it, he could tell, was nervous laughter. These women had never seen another couple have sex in person. Neither one had ever allowed a third person to watch them make out, either. But it seemed they had discussed this between them and had a plan that they were comfortable with. If they were in control, and especially Anming was in control, he felt more comfortable. Since Colby's request that Anming join them, he’d had a passing concern. Anming might be triggered by being with multiple sexual partners. The situation had only happened to her before in the context of her rape. That was the last thing he wanted.

As it stood, they were still trying to wrestle his scrubs off of him. He wasn’t making it either too easy or too difficult. Colby had wrestled his top off and was now grabbing off his deck slippers. She threw them into the corner. Anming continued giggling, laughing, and trying to wrestle his pants off. She got his scrub pants off, leaving him in his boxer briefs. “We’re going to massage you,” Colby told him. “Get on your tummy on the middle of the bed.”

“You want these off?” Zach asked them, indicating his boxer briefs. They nodded, and he took off his briefs. They made cat-calling noises. Anming said something that sounded lewd and appreciative in Chinese. He threw them into the open hamper where they had thrown his shirt and pants. He got to the middle of the bed on his tummy and closed his eyes. Soon he felt some oil and two hands on his back, Colby’s. Two other more petite hands that had to be Anming’s joined them. They ran their hands over his body. They talked between them about more things to do with the room. He got aroused. The wrestling and tickling was not particularly arousing to him. He’d done plenty of that kind of thing with his two older sisters when he was a kid. However, two beautiful naked women rubbing him with oil, this was different.

After a relaxing time, Colby had Zach roll over on his belly. His cock lay fully erect against his belly. She put a warm washcloth over his eyes. “Hmm,” she said.

“Hmm,” said Anming. “Distracting.” Apparently she was referring to his cock.

“What should we do about it?” asked Colby. In response, two oily hands, Anming’s, closed around Zach’s cock. He took the towel off his eyes and saw Colby’s beaming face and Anming’s shy face. There Colby was, with her big eyes, cute button nose, big sensuous lips, and incandescent smile. She spread oil on his cock and grabbed it. And there Anming was, with with her wide-set almond eyes that drilled into your soul. Her long dainty face was punctuated by a thin aquiline nose. She had a small mouth and thin lips. Her lower lip held just a hint of perpetual pout. She was gently holding and stroking his cock. If Colby was the epitome of cute and pretty, Anming was the epitome of serene beauty.

“Okay, so you know about baseball, right?” Colby asked Anming.

“I know it’s a game played by men outdoors,” related Anming. “They wear caps.”

“Women too,” Colby explained. “When I was a kid, the way we would pick which team would go first was to do this.” She moved her hand down and held Zach’s shaft at the base. “Now you put your hand here, got it?” She held his cock with her other hand directly above the first and then removed it. Anming tentatively grabbed the shaft of his penis as indicated. These two prim, proper, and mildly stoned women were kneeling on the bed on either side of him. They were playing. They were having fun being with him together. It was utterly delightful. He felt so lucky.

Colby continued, “We would do this with a baseball bat instead of Zach’s penis. The first one to reach the top wins.” She put her other hand above Anming’s on his shaft and covering the head. “See, I won, because I got to the top.” Colby took her hands off. “Now you start.” This time Anming put her hand at the base, Colby followed, and then Anming’s other hand. “I don’t know, it’s close. I guess it’s right up there. Okay, you win.”

“What do I win?” asked Anming.

“You get to put your mouth on it first,” replied Colby.

“But you won the first time,” argued Anming, “so we should both do it.”

“If you insist, sister,” Colby agreed. Anming took off her top hand. The women approached Zach’s penis with their mouths and kissed and licked it experimentally. They were like two friends trying to share a yummy popsicle without inadvertently kissing. They were sharing territory back and forth but trying to stay away from more than occasionally bumping lips or tongues. These women were driving him insane with their friendly tentative play. He looked down on them in utter fascination. It was mind-blowing levels of erotic. Colby began sucking on his tip while Anming wetly mouthed one side of his shaft. They switched places. “Do it,” said Colby, and Anming pushed her spitty mouth down on his head. She got his head and a bit of his shaft in her mouth before stalling out. Her look was intense, but she had to back away.

“Lookit here, girl,” said Colby, and pushed more of Zach’s cock into her mouth, choked resoundingly, and backed off. “I know what I wanna try!” she said suddenly. She lay on her back on the bed, put her head over the side, and opened her mouth. “Now do it,” she ordered, “Fuck my throat.” He slid off the bed and stood up. He lined up on Colby’s throat and thrust his cock in slowly. Anming looked on. Colby took more than she had with him prone. She choked and he backed off a bit. “Rrrr guh!” she said around his cock. It felt wonderful.

Zach tried again, slowly pushing in. Colby choked later. He backed off and came out of her mouth. “I think this would have to be a whole thing,” he said.

“I agree,” said Colby. “I'm rusty. It was fun to try, though. It really is easier. Give it a try, sister.”

Anming positioned herself on her back on the edge of the bed. She sighed and said, “This ugly throat will attempt to open for Zachary.” As he approached her, she abruptly sat up and then stood up on the bed. She walked over and turned on the dim bedside lamp. She climbed off the bed and turned off the overhead light. The light was much better.

“Oh wow, that’s good,” said Colby. “Good thought.”

Anming took out her tampon and wrapped it in tissue. She threw it into the tiny trash basket they had wedged between two wardrobes. She got a big towel from Colby’s pile of towels. She pulled down the blankets on one side of the bed. She laid the towel down on the sheet, climbed onto the towel, and pulled the blanket up to her neck.

“Is everything okay?” asked Zach.

“Yes,” said Anming. “Sometimes when thoughts come up, I want you to hold me. I want both of you to hold me now. It makes it easier.” Zach moved Anming and her towel over to the center of the bed and got in beside her. Colby got in from the other side. They hugged Anming between them. Some tears fell from Anming’s eyes. He and Colby held her. Anming turned to him and held his face in her hands. “You will go with Colby now,” she told him with a stern look, “and I will watch.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” said Zach.

“Don’t mind if you do,” said Colby. Zach got out of the bed and got in on Colby’s side. Anming moved over to give them more room. Colby lay on her back holding Anming’s hand. He pushed down the blankets so that he and Colby were visible to Anming. He didn’t want to hide from her. He got his face down between Colby’s legs and licked her with a big wet tongue. Colby liked him to start this way with cunnilingus. Mmm, she smelled and tasted like fresh spicy oatmeal with perhaps a hint of weed. Her hips rocked and her breathing got deeper. He stiffened his tongue more and focused more on her clitoris.

Anming shifted, and Zach saw over Colby’s naked mons that the two women were embracing each other. As Colby approached her orgasm, the two women kept their faces touching and breathed the same ragged breaths together. Colby said, “Oh! Huh!” and looked into Anming’s eyes, and then spilled over into orgasm, “Aaaaah! Hah!” After Colby was fully done and had relaxed, he went back to a soft tongue.

Colby kissed Anming’s face. Anming smiled and said, “You looked like you enjoyed that, my sister.” Anming kissed Colby lightly on the lips and pressed her forehead against Colby’s.

“I did,” replied Colby. “But fair is fair; it’s your turn.”

Zach moved over to Anming’s legs. She said, “Come up here please and hug me and kiss me, Zach. Please, it’s enough that I’m here with you while I’m bloody.” He pulled back the covers from Anming’s body so that Colby could see them while he pleasured Anming. He reached for the lube on the bedside and lubed up Anming’s vulva. He lubed up a finger and held Anming tightly as he explored her vulva and clitoris.

Colby snuggled up to Anming on the other side. The two women touched foreheads and closed their eyes while Zach’s finger roved slickly over Anming’s vulva. He kissed Anming’s neck as he ran his slick finger over her love button. Anming turned to Zach, put her tongue into his mouth urgently, and quivered. Colby kissed Anming’s neck and she said, “MMMMM!!” into his mouth as her hips jerked in orgasm. Anming calmed as he and Colby continued to take turns kissing her mouth, face, and neck. “Everything is wonderful now,” said Anming, smiling. “I feel so loved.”

Zach took a look at his hand. There wasn’t even any blood on it. Even so, he took the washrag Colby had covered his eyes with and wiped the lube off his hand. He needed one or the other of them badly by this point, and he looked eagerly at them. Anming pointed to Colby, and she said, “Come on, baby, I gotcha.”

Zach climbed onto the bed. He spread Colby and worked his cock lovingly into her delicious quim, opening her. She groaned and sighed as he pushed deeper against her slippery tight resistance. Both were ecstatic. He looked over at Anming, who was hiding her eyes. He stopped and laid a soft hand on her, asking, “Are you okay, Anming?”

“I’m fine,” said Anming, “I never thought I’d be in bed with two people having sex. I feel suddenly embarrassed for all three of us. Colby and I talked about this. We knew we would get through it okay, especially with the marijuana crackers. Watching your face while you put it into somebody else feels like I should be jealous or angry or running away. I feel so strange. Watching Colby’s face while you put it in feels like such a violation of her private self.”

“I know,” Colby seconded. “I’ve never done anything like this before either. But I feel wonderful, with Zach on me, in me like this. And I feel wonderful having you with us Anming, sister. Here.” She gestured to Anming, coaxing her. “Come and touch him! Rub his back! Spank his ass! Help me with him, sister.”

“Get going, Zachary,” Anming said as she gave Zach’s ass a gentle slap. Colby sighed and shut her eyes as he opened her again and again against her squeezing tightness. “I’m watching you both now, you nasty depraved man,” joked Anming, “So don’t stop.”

“You tell him sister,” Colby encouraged.

Anming gave Zach’s ass a hard, loud spank. “Ow!” he said. “Gentle touches!”

Anming said sternly, “I know you can do better than that, Zachary. Push harder, faster! Make her orgasm!” She hit him again, but softer.

In response, Zach put Colby’s legs over his arms, grabbed her ass, and pounded her as hard and as fast as he could. Colby shouted, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” like she had had just reached the top of a roller coaster and was now going down the other side.

“My word, Colby is limber,” said Anming. She spanked Zach again. “That’s it, keep it up, Zachary! If I must watch this spectacle, at least Colby should get, well, what it appears she is getting.”

Sure enough, Colby was sighing louder and louder and building up to something. She shuddered with an “Ohhhhh!” as she climaxed. Zach rested for a moment as she shuddered underneath him. As he was about to resume at a different pace, this time firmer and deeper, she whimpered with deliberate self control, “The next one goes to Anming.”

Zach slid out of Colby and sidled up to Anming, who looked nervous. “You need to get as good as you give, Anming,” he said. He gave her ass a gentle spank. He checked to find her still well lubricated. He spread her, and lined up his cock, still wet with Colby’s special sauce. Anming covered her face in her hands, and he checked, “Still okay, Anming?”

“This ugly one is embarrassed, right in front of everybody,” Anming groaned.

“Not everybody,” Colby quickly said, “Only your sister who loves you, Anming.”

Zach pushed in. Anming’s eyes widened. She said, “Hung dah! Very big! Very much pressure!” As he penetrated her, he rubbed a finger around in the slick juices that had dribbled over her anus. Her nails dug into his muscular shoulders. She shut her eyes tightly and with a look of disgust on her face whimpered, “This ugly slut loves it so much, is killing me with pleasure!” She whimpered again, “Thank you Colby, sweetheart. Please don’t touch me back there, Zachary, it’s so dirty.”

Zach slowly picked up the pace and force of his thrusts towards what Anming had ordered him to do on Colby. This was Anming’s favorite amount of pace and force. His semen was already pleading for release. If he was disciplined, he might be able to hold out until she climaxed. He tried not to think about her, about them. He pounded her extra hard and fast as she whimpered out curses in Chinese. He looked away at the wall. They really had done a spectacular job on the place. He pounded, pounded, pounded, and felt her straining underneath him. He wondered where they had put all his stuff. Anming’s legs kicked out as she howled in orgasm.

Zach looked at them, and it was quite a sight. Anming’s eyes were squeezed shut and she was shuddering underneath him, transfixed with pleasure. Colby made steamy eye contact with him and was breathing hard, aroused by the scene. She rested a hand on his rippling, thrusting ass and moaned to him, “Let loose, baby. I know you want to.”

Zach strained, “Hmmm! Ahhhh!” as his orgasm devoured him. He poured all his love energy and all his healing energy into Anming. His warm slaps of cum filled her to the brim. His body was deliciously locked into her to deliver them deeply. She whimpered and shuddered, pinned beneath him.

As the couple rested quietly, panting, Colby said, “That was beautiful. I felt the love flowing between you, especially as you finished, Zach. And I saw Anming’s eyebrows raise as she felt your baby batter hit deep inside her. Mmm-mmm!” She had a big smile on her face. “I can get used to watching you two go at it,” she added. "So intense!"

The ice appeared broken at this point. Anming and Zach lay on the towel while Colby lovingly wiped the menstrual blood and semen off of both of them. The three lay down under the blankets with Zach snuggled between them.

Colby got the lube. She said, “Honey dog, I need you back here...” She stroked lube onto her anus while locking steamy eyes with him. She got her vibrator and began teasing her clitoris and vulva with it. She put her vibrator into her pussy when Zach made motions for her to get on her tummy. Zach straddled her legs and slid pleasurably into her tight bottom with her legs tightly together. Anming covered her eyes as they got started. She peeked and saw how much they were enjoying it. She relaxed and enjoyed them enjoying each other. When they were done, she wiped them both off just as Colby had done for her time with Zach.

Zach let Colby know that Ayana would like some physical therapy done on Anming's anus. Because she hadn't known about the force feeding torture, Colby was upset. She climbed over him and hugged Anming tightly, shedding some tears on her. He didn't mention the anal gang rape. It was confidential, and furthermore would only upset both women more to discuss. Anming insisted that her bottom was dirty and disgusting. Colby gave her a quick peck on her butt cheek, eliciting a squawk from Anming. Colby vowed to kiss Anming’s butt, perhaps more intimately next time, if Anming continued to insist her butt was ugly. Anming called Colby insufferable but didn’t look displeased to Zach.

They left the bedside lamp on, because it helped Anming to sleep, and drifted off to sleep together. The air of their bedroom was filled with Colby’s spicy oatmeal flavored pheromones. The iron tang of Anming’s menstrual blood no doubt filled with her pheromones was also present. It was not much of a surprise to either of the women when Zach woke up close to 1 AM. Unknown to them, he had also gotten used to awakening for Colleen at this time.

Zach saw the beautiful Anming first in the half light. On pure instinct, he cuddled up to her, slid her panties down in the back, and pressed his erection into the inviting fold of her bottom. She startled awake but was fine once she saw it was him. He removed her panties from her sleepy body. He lubed up his cock before taking his pleasure in her vagina from behind. He didn’t want to risk hurting her. She kicked her legs and shook with louder and louder moans until she howled with intense pleasure. This woke up Colby who watched them sleepily from across the bed. Afterwards, he wiped up Anming and put her panties back on as she drifted off to happy sleep. He wiped himself off while Colby watched in anticipation. He spread and speared Colby missionary style and took long and thorough pleasure in her, giving her a couple of good, satisfying orgasms in the process. The three drifted off again.

At 4 AM, he woke again, quickly speared Colby, and put a batch deep in her while she orgasmed. By then, Anming was awake and vibrating in readiness for him. He slid out of Colby and immediately mounted Anming. He pushed into her tight yearning quim easily given his Cock was slick from Colby’s wet. Anming immediately climaxed and continued to climax readily and loudly throughout Zach’s long ride.

Colby stayed awake and moved closer so that she was face to face with Anming. Anming kissed Colby’s face in a happy way after each orgasm. As Anming and Colby continued with their excitement, they pecked each other on the lips. It was a bit tricky because Zach was jerking Anming up and down with his long hard strokes. He was pushing towards his orgasm by then. Zach climaxed explosively “Rrrrraaah!” straining hard. In the stillness, Anming and Colby mashed their faces together in a passionate tongue kiss. Anming shuddered again in orgasm underneath him.

The women didn’t say anything about the kissing, but drifted off to sleep forehead to forehead. Zach cleaned the blood splashed on Anming’s pelvic area with a warm wet rag. He cleaned himself, got into bed, and snuggled against Colby’s back. There was no room between the two women.

At 6 AM, Zach awoke to his alarm. His cock was straining hard and pushing against the dozing Colby’s delicious petite bottom. Since he was already halfway there, he got some oil to slick up her ass crack  and finish in it as she continued to doze. Instead, she roused, put in her vibrator, and turned it on. He knew what that meant. He lubed up his cock and Colby's anus, then enjoyably and enthusiastically penetrated it. He stroked his big, hard straining morning erection in and out of her. Feeling how close he was to ejaculating, she upped the power on her vibrator to an intense level. Zach stopped then and rested for a while, waiting for her to catch up. He felt her rectum quiver deliciously around his cock as the vibrator excited her more and more. She whimpered, “Go for it now, baby!”

Zach pounded Colby deeply, firmly, and intensely and entered his short strokes. He saw over the top of her head that the women were kissing. Colby was quivering with pleasure, right on the cusp of orgasm. He strained into her “Raaaaah!” He shot a nice big morning load, several hot splashes up her bottom.

This tipped Colby over the edge into orgasm. “Mmmohhhh!” she cried as she broke her kiss with Anming to make sound. The three rested quietly together for several minutes. They dozed until Zach’s softening cock was pushed out by the tightness of Colby’s anus. He had the presence of mind to have a towel handy. It was not needed, as her sphincter snapped shut and kept all the cum. She threw on a bathrobe and ran to the bathroom.

Anming was awake and aroused witnessing her mates’ morning excitement. She rolled Zach onto his back and wiped Colby’s mild dirt off him. She teased him erect excitedly with her hands and mouth and climbed onto him. She was too small to straddle him, so she squatted over him and steadied herself with her arms. When she climaxed, she slammed down on him. He felt her rhythmic contractions. She continued riding him this way. She was vocal. She cried out something in Chinese, and while she was resting, he asked for a translation. She said, her face flushed, that there was no translation.

Colby returned from the head. Anming asked her to take over. It was Anming’s turn to run to the head. Colby cleaned off Zach’s cock and happily jumped on. She was far too tiny to straddle him, though. He rolled her over. By the time Anming returned, he had finished delightfully in Colby, and the three dressed for their workout.

(To be continued)
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Reply #38 on: October 28, 2020, 04:10:49 AM
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39: Saturday July 18, 0745 hours CST: The Birds and the Bee

Zach activated his phone after his post-workout shower. He got a return message from X. “Happy you made direct contact. The instructions and rules as amended remain in effect. Please feel free to share anything or ask any questions.”

Alexis and Charisse wanted another quick pounding this morning, since it was in the middle of their sleep cycle. He needed no help getting hard for either of them, especially Charisse, who he did last. They enjoyed his attentions immensely. Zach controlled himself and didn’t blurt out any more professions of love to her this time. It would take time. He was just another busy bee for now.

Zach worked for an hour and then met and walked Michaela to her quarters when she got off duty. They decided to walk around the rim instead of going through the weightless center of the ship. This was slightly faster since her quarters were nearly directly opposite from Control Room A on the rim. She stopped him in Hydroponics Bay A5 and said, “Can’t wait. Fuck here.”

Michaela was wearing a skirt and blouse. She was the shortest of Zach’s crewmates at 4’11”, so she needed to give her twat some altitude for him to get into her. She found a table to sit on that was exactly the right height. It was, they reasoned, a room for planting things after all. She slipped off her panties and was wet. He was hard enough to start with. A gardener’s pad softened the edge of the table. She sat right at the edge so that he penetrated her nice and deep. She shook and came on his dick while he was working his way into her. She was indeed worked up and in need of release.

After several minutes of Zach’s pounding, Michaela was well into it, shaking and cumming, swearing in Bulgarian. From antispinward came a voice, “I thought I’d heard a noise over here.” It was Ayana in pajamas smiling and looking lustily at them.

Zach stopped in surprise. “I hope we didn’t disturb your sleep,” he said. The last thing he needed was another disagreement with Ayana. His dick, softening, popped out of Michaela’s tight needy hole.

“Why you stop, I need it!” Michaela groaned. She lay down off the edge of the table and grabbed Zach's cock. She stuffed it into her throat to encourage him to continue despite the distraction. Ayana was still watching them, but Michaela’s mouth was magic. His eyes fluttered shut and he stood transfixed. His hips were thrust out and shaking as the tiny Bulgarian redhead worked at him magically in her tiny throat. He was still disturbed by Ayana’s presence.

“May I join you?” asked Ayana, poised between Michaela’s thighs.

Michaela gave a thumb’s up since Zach’s cock was buried in her throat. He only made a groaning sound. He was having trouble tracking. Ayana dove in. Almost instantaneously Michaela had a big quivering orgasm. Michaela unlatched from his dick and grabbed Ayana’s head with both hands. Michaela started whimpering in a high register he had never heard from her before. She was cumming, each climax chasing the end of the previous, on Ayana’s tongue.

Zach pulled up his scrub pants and kissed a straining, cumming Michaela on her rapidly pinking face. He waved politely to Ayana, who gave a distracted wave back, staying focused on pleasuring Michaela. He walked away. It was not like he needed another woman to satisfy just now. Michaela was obviously having plenty of fun, and so she was handled.

This put him ahead of schedule. He kept walking spinward to Colette’s quarters. She was already there. When he arrived, she immediately stopped what she was doing and got on her knees. He asked her for the bullet vibe, and she got up and fetched it from her handbag. He used lube from the bottle conveniently sitting on her dresser. He ordered her to spread her labia for him. She dutifully lay on the bed facing outwards and displayed her tight slit and pucker to him. She spread her labia with both hands. Her hole was full of tight wet muscle, her urethra on the top.

Zach gently pushed the bullet vibe into her quim, positioning it under her g-spot. Colette’s holes had only been whipped or ignored lately. They hadn’t seen pleasure since the enemas he’d given her on their first evening together. Now it was almost time for him to really use her quim as nature intended for the first time. Despite the unusual circumstances, he couldn't help but be extremely excited. She shuddered as he worked the device into her tight slick hole and positioned it. He switched it on to the low setting. She flinched as it started up in her. “Be back here by 11:30,” he ordered and left the room.

Zach continued walking spinward until he came full circle to Control Room A. Colleen was there managing things. At the moment, she was sitting back in her chair and relaxing. He sat down in the chair next to her and said, “I have some ideas I think you’ll like.”

“Do tell,” said Colleen in a low voice. She was probably thinking he was going to tell her some sexy stuff he wanted to do with her.

Zach said, “The official line is that we’re all going to wait to start procreating until we land on Mars. We all know that’s not happening.”

“Even artificial insemination will be a bust for you, Zach,” Colleen joked affably. “I would gladly contribute my DNA if it could work.”

“Yes, thanks,” said Zach. “We need to plan about pregnancy, childbirth, and the mission, given we’re departing from the script.”

“Already worked out, Zach,” said Colleen. “All our early babies will be born on the ion drive ship. It’s a 26 week trip to Mars. There must be at least eighteen weeks after conception and before launch to be safe. That makes 44 weeks, and first pregnancies rarely go longer than 42 weeks. Any births that haven’t happened by then you can induce. Berte has designed a baby seat that will protect the little ones during re-entry. We’ll only need a few of them. The unfortunate fact is that out of the eleven of us, only three or fewer of us will get pregnant.”

Zach said, “I think we could have eleven moms either in the final stages of pregnancy or having given birth. I have an idea.”

“What’s your idea?” asked Colleen.

“Water is an excellent radiation shield. We’ll be carrying a lot of water in the vehicle train headed to Mars. The designers of this vehicle didn’t use water for our radiation shielding. It’s too heavy. It would have torn the ring apart. However, water is weightless in the central cylinder, where it won’t tear anything apart. We can create a pressurized air balloon inside a water balloon in the central cylinder. The balloon itself will take up virtually no space or weight until it’s inflated. I can easily add it to our medical supplies. Radiation conditions inside the inner balloon will be Earth-like throughout the trip. It means that women who miss the 18 week conception deadline will have to live inside the water balloon for however many weeks they missed the deadline, but everyone should have enough time to get pregnant before launch.”

“That’s an incredible idea and incredible news, Zach!” said Colleen. “I’m going to call a meeting of the day shift and the graveyard shift crews to break the good news. I’ll tell the night shift when they wake up.” The women all arrived within five minutes. He noticed that Michaela and Ayana arrived cheerily arm-in-arm. Colleen broke the good news to them. After the announcement, there was much cheering and carrying on in the control room. The women lifted him into the air and passed him around. This was perfectly easy in the light Martian gravity. There was some mild molestation that went on as well while he was airborne. Colette, being by far the tallest among them, did much of the heavy lifting. She was very work-appropriate in her touching.

Colleen put an end to the festivities. She was concerned that someone would accidentally drop Zach on a control surface and damage the ship. Colette whispered in his ear asking for permission to orgasm. He nodded and she leaned against a control panel for a moment and shuddered but did not cry out. It didn’t seem as though anybody noticed. Most of the rest of the women were chattering away excitedly with each other. They probably figured she was just feeling the exertion of carrying Zach around the room for the last several minutes.

“Come with me,” Zach quietly ordered Colette, and they walked off in the spinward direction. Antispinward was slightly shorter, but they would have to elbow through a crowd of excited women to cycle the pressure door into Radial Arm Bay A1 if they headed that direction. He didn’t want any catcalls disrupting his time with Colette. Also, Colby and Anming were there. He had a commitment to them not to flaunt his activities with other women. They quietly slipped away as the celebration raged on the other side of the control room.

They got to Colette’s quarters without incident. Zach cycled the hatch behind them. He didn’t order her to do anything. She got on her knees in front of him, expecting more of the same. He was trying to think as selfishly as possible, like he was all by himself. He knew that’s what she enjoyed, being used like a fixture. His mood was exuberant, gleeful, and it was showing on his face.

Zach had been pining for regular sexual intercourse with Colette. He reminded himself again, TO her. There didn’t want to be a with. Her blowjobs were exquisite. His long hard ass fucking of her had been enjoyable, especially at the beginning. The enemas he had enjoyed because they had obviously given her pleasure. He liked giving women pleasure the most. There had been damn little of that for her. But he was in no position to really judge, he supposed. He didn’t understand her. He’d probably never understood any woman. He would enjoy the feeling of Colette’s slick vagina squeezing his cock, though. He would enjoy it very much.

Zach turned off the bullet vibe with his phone. He took off his scrubs. He fairly tore off Colette’s clothes. He tried to do it like unwrapping a present on Christmas morning, which this was not far from. He accidentally popped off a few of her buttons in the process. He gently pulled out the bullet vibe by its little tail. He tossed it onto the dresser, spattering milky grool. "No, wait," he said. He picked up the bullet vibe off the dresser. "Clean this thoroughly with your mouth," he said, handing it to her. She quickly did as he asked and handed it back to him. He set it back down on the dresser. He threw Colette onto her tiny bed and got between her legs. He wet his cock on the thick lubrication from her jellyroll, spreading it between her inner lips and over her clit. She groaned. She knew what was coming. He pushed in and opened her muscular cunt in slow long strokes. Soon he was pounding the back of her fairly hard. She whimpered, “Please?”

“Yes.” Colette shuddered and groaned in orgasm beneath him. Soon he was buried all the way into her. He pinioned her legs and enjoyed her stretched into this tight position. He grabbed her ass cheeks, careful not to touch her anus, and slammed with all his force into her. A smell like fresh cooked salmon was wafting from her. She smelled very healthy and fresh and aroused. “Please?” she begged.

“Yes.” She groaned and shook underneath him in a most arousing manner. He continued to enjoy her cunt in as impersonal a way as he could manage. The wonderful sensation was enough. It would have to be enough. Wow, he had really wanted this, and he was very excited. But he wasn’t orgasming. He was trying on purpose not to go the intimacy route. What he really wanted was intimacy. What he really wanted was to feel at one with this thing he was charged with punishing. Impersonal was hard. “Please?” she whimpered very excitedly.

“Yes.” Immediately Colette thrashed and howled. “Look, it’s irritating me that you’re interrupting my enjoyment of your cunt to ask me all the time. Just cum freely until I pull out.” Immediately she screeched out another orgasm and started a series of rolling orgasms as Zach charged forward in her. This felt more natural, like a normal woman responding underneath him. She was not so officious or however she’d been. For his part, he now felt the natural urge to inseminate her boiling up in him. He actually now was having to hold back. His enjoyment of her would be at an end soon. It had barely begun. X had only given him one shot a day.

But that irritated him. He would not hold back in a sex doll. “RrrAAAHhhh!” He stretched to his fullest extent inside her. He felt hot squirt after hot squirt relentlessly spray from him and coat her insides. Colette shook and growled in orgasm underneath him. Cum poured out around his dick despite the tight seal. Her sheets would be totaled. Spent, he lay down on top of her on top of the huge wet spot made by both of them.

Colette was quite tall, 5’10”, only three inches shorter than him, though she was thin. Finally, a woman he could kiss while he was inside her. He tongue kissed her in hopefully an appropriately impersonal enough way. He played with her tits, felt them and jiggled them, as he rested inside her. She probably preferred more rough treatment of her breasts. He would have to ask X. At any rate, this was how he wanted to treat her tits just now. It was his preference to gently explore her body as he enjoyed his bliss.

Zach fell out of her with a wet splash. Colette’s aftershocks were long since done. He didn’t have to start fielding requests to orgasm again. What bothered him the most about the requests was that it reminded him of what a weird situation it was. He didn’t want to be reminded.

Zach got up from the bed. Sure enough, Colette was lying in a mess of grool and cum. The cum was still pouring out of her like a little waterfall. She looked marvelous. On a whim, he pulled out his phone a took a photo.

Now came the hard part, for Zach at least. “Get up,” he said. Colette stood up from the bed, cum running freely down her left leg. He quickly pulled the belt out of her purse, bent her over halfway, and viciously whipped her across the cunt.

Colette’s cunt was wide open from the intercourse. It made an especially loud cracking sound because of the wet. She cried out in shock? Pain? Hard to say. Before Zach could lose his nerve, he whipped her across the cunt four more times just as viciously. She didn’t make another sound after the first one. With her still bent over, he dropped the belt, put on his scrubs, and left.

On the bright side, Zach was done punishing Colette. He could now only punish her in increments of five. She didn’t have five strokes left in her punishment. She was therefore square, he reasoned.

While going about his work for the next two hours, his mind kept straying back to Colette. Had he waited to whip her until after the intercourse for the sake of pleasing her? He concluded that his motive could be selfish. He certainly didn’t want to worry about whether she was in pain during. She would have been if he had done it the other way. He felt rotten and decided to stop thinking about it. He now would not have to think about hurting Colette.

He contacted X. “The one ejaculation seems a bit limiting. Would you mind if I ejaculated twice in her each time? I wouldn’t have to come out. I just need a few moments to rest, and then I could start to go towards my second ejaculation.”

X replied immediately. “Okay, if you stay in, you may ejaculate up to two times. Only twice, though. I don’t want any marathon sessions like with the ass fucking. And no fucking her within an hour either side of midnight so you can do it four times in a row.”

“I enjoyed my first time. Would you like a photo?”

“That would be wonderful.” Zach sent him the photo he’d taken. “Wow, hard to believe that’s only one ejaculation.”

“It was. You can ask her.”

“I’m sure it was. Just being appreciative.”

“I have another request. Keeping my hands away from her anus while I’m fucking her is not natural for me. I would like to be able to stick a finger in her ass for traction while I fuck her. It really is more difficult to get leverage in the weak Martian gravity. It would allow me to enjoy her a lot less self-consciously, which I think is the point, right?”

“All right, but just one finger, and don’t fuck it around in there. Just stick it in like you’re holding a bowling ball.”

“I swear to you, it will be all fuck toy in the front and all bowling ball in the back.”

“Fair enough.”

“What does she like done to her breasts?”

“I don’t know how to answer that. Whatever you want to do.”

“I try to excite women by touching their breasts, but I know that’s the wrong vibe here.”

“Is there anything you do to other women’s breasts that’s just for your own enjoyment? That is, you’d do it even if they felt neutral about it?”

“Well, there’s suckling.”

“You might try it and see if you like doing it to her.”

“Okay, maybe. Maybe it’s the wrong vibe. It’s something a bit intimate I like to do. It’s not really sexual. It doesn’t make me hard. In fact, it puts me to sleep. I keep thinking about intimacy with her, or rather the kind of intimacy I’m accustomed to. Nothing feels quite natural.”

“I understand. It will come. The suckling sounds sexual enough to me to fall under the rule. It’s not something you could do with just anybody. A prostitute would charge you for it. It qualifies. Thanks again for the photo. Feel free to take more and send them. And videos too, if you’re so inclined. Rest assured they’ll be kept private.”

“You’re welcome for the photo. I’ll probably take more of those, at least.”

(To be continued)
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40: Saturday, July 18, 1300 hours CST: Berte and the Three White Lies

Zach knocked on Berte’s hatch at 1 PM. Naked and giggling with excitement, she let him in. After he closed the hatch, she gave him some intense eye contact. With a big smile, she said, “Welcome lover! I’ve had a long joyful day, and now I want a long joyful fuck at the end of it.” She ended her statement with a growling voice, out of character for her, but sexy. She hugged herself to him tightly, giggling. He felt her deep commitment to pleasing him, exciting him, making him feel loved despite her usually distant aspect.

“Did you really have a joyful day?” Zach asked.

“Yes,” Berte giggled, dropping to her knees and fishing out his hardening cock. She spat on it and stroked it lovingly with one hand. “That’s what’s so great about that one,” she told his dick confidentially. “I can say what kind of day I had. Then I can say either that same thing or the opposite thing if I want the opposite kind of fuck.”

“Crafty,” enthused Zach as Berte lovingly and slickly slid his cock down her throat. Oh, he had not had her do this nearly enough. She was really taking care of him! “Oh,” he shuddered, “Do you really want me to spill down your throat?”

Berte had just disgorged him to answer when there was a knock on the hatch. “Berte, are you in there? Can we talk to you?” It was Colby.

“Do you mind if I hide under your bed while you talk to her?” asked Zach.

“Um… no,” said Berte. Being autistic, she was sometimes confused by complex social situations; this looked like one. “Coming!” she said through the hatch. Zach crawled under her bed, which was two standard cabin beds connected together, as many of his crewmates had arranged.

Zach heard the ensuing conversation from his hiding place under the bed. He heard Berte cycle the hatch and open it. Colby said, “Wow, girl. Wow.” Colby was no doubt responding to the sight of Berte’s nakedness. He further suspected that it was Berte’s prominent size D knockers that had especially caught Colby's eye. They were especially pert in the Martian gravity. They were not blobby like breasts were in weightlessness either. They looked more phenomenal than any Earthbound breasts had ever looked.

Zach heard Anming behind her, “Nah see hung dah.” He was learning a smattering of Chinese to try to understand Anming better. She said something about very big, probably also referring to Berte’s tits.

“Can we come in?” asked Colby.

“Into my quarters?” asked Berte.

“Yes, that’s what we had in mind,” said Colby.

“Come into my quarters,” said Berte. Zach heard the hatch close and cycle.

“We have something delicate to discuss with you,” said Colby.

“Should I get dressed?” Berte asked, sounding confused.

“If you like,” said Colby. “We’re sorry to disturb you.” There was some rustling. Berte was throwing on a bathrobe or something. “We like you, Berte.”

“Thank you, Colby,” said Berte, “I like you too, Colby, my fellow engineer. And Doctor Tang, I know you by reputation. We should discuss your hyper lobe theory. That is, we should discuss whether there’s a way to test your hypotheses.”

“I’d like that,” said Anming. “I’ve read about your experimental work at LHC, Doctor Kaufman. It’s very impressive. But we’re here for another reason.”

“Of-course-I’m-sorry-” said Berte shyly.

“Calm down, girl,” said Colby. “You’re cool. We’re cool. Everything’s cool.”

“Cool,” said Berte, “That’s good. I respect you very much, Doctor Tang.”

“Thank you, Berte,” said Anming, “Hung chien.”

“Shay-shay,” replied Berte.

“You speak Mandarin?” asked Anming.

“Correct,” said Berte.

“We want you to join us,” said Anming. “We’re sleeping with Zach. We want you to join us and sleep with us and with Zach.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t,” said Berte. “I’m on a different shift.”

“We don’t mean sleeping-sleeping,” said Colby. “You could just come for the… you know,” Colby said shyly.

“I’m sorry, what?” said Berte.

“We know that you like Zach, and uh, we like Zach, and Zach likes you, so we thought…” said Colby.

Zach texted Berte from under the bed. “They want you to join them in my quarters at 10 PM every evening to make love with me.”

Berte had evidently glanced at her phone. “All four of us?”

“Yes,” said Anming, “Actually five.”

“One-two-three, and Zach… Wa boo ming bai,” said Berte.

“We’re going to ask Colleen as well,” said Anming.

“Colonel Bruno?” asked Berte, “She’s scary. You’re scary, too, Doctor Tang, but the Colonel is very scary.”

“She has been nice to you, hasn’t she, Berte?” asked Colby.

“Yes, very nice and scary,” said Berte with a shudder.

“Please say yes,” said Colby, “We’ll make sure everything is good for you.”

“Please accept their request,” Zach texted her from under the bed. “I promise I will make this work for you. Please trust me.”

“Yes, I accept, I trust Zach, 10 PM, Zach’s quarters, goodbye.” Zach heard the hatch open.

“Great, wonderful,” said Colby. “Thank you so much for saying yes. So you’re coming tonight? 10 PM? Zach’s quarters?”

“Tonight, correct,” replied Berte. “You’re welcome?”

“We’re so pleased we’ll have the honor,” said Anming shyly. “You understand, don’t you, that we’re expecting intimate relations to be involved?”

There was a pause while Berte stammered, trying to parse Anming’s statement.

Zach texted, “She’s happy with your answer, and she wants to make sure you know I’ll be making love to you and the other women in the same room.”

“It sounds crowded,” observed Berte, “I trust Zach. Thank you. You’re welcome. Goodbye.”

“We’ve filled the whole room with a bed,” said Colby, “and you and me, we’re tiny. Oh, but wait. Wait until we text you. Then come over, okay?”

“Acknowledged. Wait for a text message from you. Then come to Zach’s quarters.”

“Uh… and about…” stammered Anming.

“Tell them you’re okay with the making love part,” Zach texted Berte from under the bed.

“I’m okay with the making love part,” said Berte matter-of-factly. “Thank you. You’re welcome. Goodbye.”

“We will see you later, then,” said Anming.

“Correct. Goodbye,” replied Berte.

“Bye, sister!” said Colby.

“Goodbye,” said Berte, and shut the hatch, and locked it. She texted Zach as he worked his way out from under the bed, “I did it wrong.”
“Now they’re upset with me.”

“They’ll get over it,” spoke Zach as he emerged from under the bed. “They’re only upset that you didn’t want to exchange pleasantries after you agreed.”

“You’re probably right,” Berte texted.
“It was a lot.”
“I just wanted to get them out of here so that you and I could converse.”
“Now, tell me the entire plan.”

“I can’t,” said Zach. “I don’t know any more about their plans than you do. This is the first I’ve heard of it.”

“I get it,” texted Berte.
“They are planning this.”
“They haven’t previously discussed their plan with you.”
“You were hiding under the bed where they didn’t know you were listening.”
“They still think that you don’t know what they told me.”
“Are you angry with them?”

“Not at all!” said Zach. “They probably wanted to make sure you would come before they told me, to spare my feelings. They know I care deeply for you. They know I would be disappointed if they told me beforehand and then you said no.”

“They were dishonest in order to be kind,” Berte texted.
“What a good and yet a bad thing to do.”
“Impossibly Byzantine.”
“So you will go tell them you know now,”
“so that we can all be happy and honest with each other.”

“Actually, I won’t,” said Zach. “They think I don’t know. It’s likely they will feel gratified by telling this good news to me. If I tell them I already know, I’d effectively steal that gratification from them. I can pretend I don’t know so that they’ll still be gratified by getting to surprise me.”

“First of all, clearly you are happy about this,” texted Berte,
“but how do they know you will be happy about this”
“if the three of you have not previously discussed it?”
“Did you discuss the matter in more general terms?”

“No, their plan is a complete surprise to me,” said Zach. “You know that organic social computer neurotypical people have in their brains; their model of me tells them with confidence I’ll be pleased. So they are confident it is a good surprise and not a bad surprise. But you’re right. That organic computer can be wrong. Anybody can react in any way to any surprise, but that’s in extreme cases. We can already see that in this case their prediction is a correct one.”

“This is all very dangerous territory socially for me,” texted Berte.
“Hiding.”
“Lying.”
“Overhearing things I shouldn’t, and then lying about that.”
“It’s scary.”
“But it’s thrilling to watch you three do it.”
“It’s like tightrope walking!”
“It’s so dangerous!”
“But wait.”
“What if they find out at some future time that you already knew,”
“and furthermore that you hid,”
“and eavesdropped on them,”
 “and then didn’t tell them what you did?”
“Won’t they be angry?”

“It’s remotely possible they’d be upset,” said Zach, “but probably they’ll laugh.”

“What thinking allows you to draw such an extreme conclusion?” Berte texted.

“Well, let me think,” said Zach. “The conscious reasoning is this. First of all, I have an excuse for hiding. I have an agreement with Colby, it’s an unspoken agreement, to hide my lovemaking interactions with other women from her. And now from Anming as well. I won’t get into the details of how this arrangement was formed. Let’s take it as a premise. By the way, now that you’re a member of the ‘club', do you want to participate in that arrangement?”

“Do I want you to lie to me?” texted Berte.
“Certainly not.”
“Why would I want that?”

Zach explained, “We do it because it makes our lives seem more like what we're used to. We are all used to relationships that have one man and one woman. This new arrangement of me seeing several women makes all of us feel uncomfortable. So we lie about it around each other. We all know we’re lying.”

“Hmm, it sounds dangerous,” Berte texted.
“And how can you lie like that when there will be three women right there in bed with you?”
“The only relationships I’ve had before you are where”
“a man meets me somewhere secret and out-of-the-way in the lab.”
“I give him a blowjob or paizuri.”
“Sometimes there was also kissing,”
“but that’s all.”
“I didn’t feel safe having anyone touch me on my vulva.”
“Then we went about our day and didn’t tell anybody.”
“I would start with one,”
“Soon more and more and more would show up at my desk and ask in a whisper.”
“Finally I would have to stop all of them to get rid of too many interruptions.”
“Then I would start with one again.”
“But it always got out of hand.”
“I don’t know why.”
“And then you came along and swept me off my feet.”
“Now you are what I'm used to.”
“I know that you are fucking all our crewmates.”
“I also know you care about me especially.”
“It seems that everyone knows you care about me especially.”

“I don’t know how they knew I care so especially about you,” Zach said. “They talk to each other, I think. Anyhoo, the only reason why I brought up the agreement between Colby and me is that it compelled me to hide under the bed when Colby knocked.”

“I get it,” texted Berte.
“You were hiding from them.”
“They don’t want to be reminded that you are making love to me.”
“That’s even though she came to ask me”
“to join them in making love to you.”
“Am I expected to lie like this?”

“Not at all, sweetheart,” Zach assured her. “You be you. You are all we want, exactly the way you are. Getting to why I expect them to laugh, the point is, I didn’t do it to be mean to them. I overheard them by accident. I mean, I hid on purpose, but it was a different purpose, a purpose these women already knew about. They aren’t expecting me to be honest about such things. I didn’t know what Colby and Anming were here to talk to you about. That’s what I mean by overhearing it by accident. And now that I know their secret, I’m only lying to them so they can have the fun of surprising me.”

“Okay, I understand why they might not be angry,” Berte texted.
“Why are you predicting they will laugh?”

“This is where things get fuzzy regarding me and my somewhat faulty organic computer. It is telling me they’re likely to laugh. It’s because there’s an accident, and people laugh at accidents where nobody is hurt. Also, it’s good-natured, and good-intentioned all around, so people are unlikely to feel bad that it happened. Also it’s unusual, and people laugh at unusual things. Also, like you said, normally hiding would be a risky thing, but nobody was harmed. People sometimes laugh at risky things where nobody was harmed. But now that I’m thinking about it, I really can’t explain it. Maybe they won’t laugh. At any rate, I’m not worried about it.”

“Then I won’t worry about it either,” Berte said with her voice. Looking Zach in the eyes, she knelt at his feet and slurped his cock into her mouth and down her throat again. She wetly bobbed on it as it quickly hardened. This young lady sure knew how to shut down a conversation. It turned out that she did want him to spill down her throat. He surrendered in short order considering her skill and what a beautiful sight she was.

After that, Berte said she wanted to save Zach up for 10 PM. It sounded to her like he would need it. He requested a nursing session, and she happily gave it. He spent about fifteen minutes suckling each of her breasts while she sang German lullabies to him. Then she sent him on his way.

(To be continued)
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