Alien Girls

by Rodzil LaBraun

  I rolled up to a seated position and turned toward her. When I reached for her hands she didn't hesitate to give them to me. Then she did her best to mimic my position but with one leg already draped over me it was awkward. She ended up with her legs spread wide, one to each side of me. The gap between her shorts and super slim legs distracted me for a moment.

  "I came from another world, too. Only mine was very far in the past. I can explain more about that later if you like. My point is that after I arrived here, I was taken in by the girls on this ship. Many of them welcomed me with open arms. It turned out that human males these days are not all that likable or sexually potent. I became both romantically and sexually involved with a few members of the crew. These relationships are still growing, but they are very important to me. I believe that their bond with me is important to them as well."

  She stared at me intently with those big green eyes. Her alien beauty was absolutely stunning. Her narrow face was every bit as attractive as her slender body. I briefly fantasized about her kneeling down before me, looking up with those lovely eyes of hers, her skinny fingers wrapped around my erection. I could feel it growing in my shorts, fighting the tight fabric from the way I had it twisted on the bed.

  "I must admit that ever since I met you I've been hoping for us to get more intimate. You fleeing your home with me made that seem like a real possibility, especially considering how well things have gone for me lately with the ladies. When you mentioned that you would like for me to impregnate you, I felt like I hit the jackpot."

  "What is a jackpot?"

  "Never mind that," I shook my head. I couldn't stop using archaic expressions no matter how hard I tried. "What I'm trying to say is that I would like to help you get pregnant, if I can. Along that path I would also like to make you one of my lovers."

  She waited for me to continue, but I didn't have anything more to say until she responded to what I had already revealed. So, I asked her how she felt about what I said.

  "Leaving my home was a questionable decision," Aeren told me. "I'm not saying that I regret it, but it does haunt me at times. Life in your world, I mean your new world, is fascinating and scary. I'm trying to make adjustments to fit in here, but it is challenging at times. On some occasions, I am having the best moments of my life. It is very exciting but I am still me."

  "Kash, let me get to the point. You seem like a wonderful man. You have obviously impressed the women of this crew to be accepted as their new captain. I have no intention of departing if you'll have me long term as a member of your team. As my captain, I am determined to respect you and make you happy. I am delighted that you find me attractive. You have human women to choose from that are far more desirable than me, in my opinion. If you would like to pursue a relationship with me, I am more than willing. However, it is important to understand that our bond is likely to be much different from what you are accustomed."

  "I'm okay with that," I told her.

  "Be patient with me, captain. And lead me the way that you would like me to go. I will do my best to follow. I only ask that you do not get upset with me for my romantic shortcomings. I was not properly prepared during my life to engage in the type of relationship that you desire. Still, it would be an honor to have a position among your prized lovers."

  I couldn't help but smile at that revelation. She returned the expression with her whole face. It looked very genuine. I pulled one of her hands to my mouth to kiss the back of her fingers. She watched in amazement like she had never seen that done before. Then I dropped the hand to my lap to touch her face, pulling her chin toward me for a kiss.

  I felt the quiver in her breath again. I naturally associated that with the excitement of a growing romance, sexual arousal only being a factor. Based on what she had just told me, it may be the only cause in her case.

  I kissed gently on her small, thin lipped mouth, applying more pressure and intent with each contact. Her eyes remained open strangely, staring into mine. Her hair had been dark green when I first entered the room. During our conversation it had changed to a lighter shade. As we kissed, it quickly transformed to pitch black. I wasn’t sure what to make of that.

  I prodded at her lips with my tongue. She looked confused but tried her best to accommodate me. At first, that meant sucking on the tip of my tongue, which was amazingly arousing. When I wiggled it she quickly brought hers to the front to caress mine.

  Our progress was slow, but I was enjoying it. Despite her freakish eternal gaze. Did her kind not even blink? Then I felt her hand massaging the form of my boner through my shorts. She had me super hard already. I wasn't planning on advancing that quickly, but in the moment it was difficult to resist.

  I slid one hand up her lean thigh and under her shorts. The relatively loose fit allowed me to reach her special place easily. I ran my fingertips through the soft short hair of her sculptured bush that rested entirely above her pussy. When I gently brushed against her protruding clitoris, she began quivering more. I was delighted that despite her being from an alien species, things were not going to be that different.

  I felt the surge of blood through my firm erection as she squeezed the broad shaft. Then a tingle when she rubbed the mushroom shaped head. I got adventurous and moved my fingers south into the crotch of her recently made uniform shorts. She was getting wet, too. Her anatomy and sexual organs were more familiar than I had feared. Then I prodded for the hole that was producing the lubricating secretion. After several seconds, I still couldn't find it.

  Pulling back from our kiss, Aeren did not look near as twitterpated as I was getting. Instead, she resembled a librarian giving a new student basic instructions. "That orifice has not been used in years, Kash," she whispered to me. At least she knew not to speak with a normal voice in that situation.

  "What should I do?" I asked.

  "Keep pushing," she urged me with a nod. "Or I can get one of my fingers in it first. Yours are so much thicker. Would you like my mouth around your male sex organ as we forcibly pry open my vagina?

  Would I like that? Fuck yeah! I nodded so hard that I felt my brain shaking in my skull. The forcibly prying open didn’t sound right but coupled with a blowjob opportunity I was willing to shrug that off as a communication issue.

  "Excuse me, captain," a voice came from behind me. It certainly wasn't Aeren's hypnotic tone. I broke away from my lustful encounter to turn back and see Strawberry standing there. "I'm sorry to interrupt your investigation into the inner workings of alien intelligent life, but we have a problem."

  "What?" I snapped at her angrily. Seeing her reaction, I realized that I was being unprofessional. "Sorry. What's wrong?"

  I shifted around to face her, trying to hang my legs over the door side of the bed. My erection was so firm that it nearly prevented me from doing so. That fact did not go without notice by my serious-minded visitor.

  "Dawynda has left the ship," Strawberry told me.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE:

  Dawynda had indeed exited the ship. Fortunately, she was stuck in the docking tube unable to operate the lift to actually enter the station. Thank the stars, to use a modern day expression. She was also unable to return back inside the Arketa Koreta. No, the ship had been renamed Mavdaios after our lost devil-girl friend. Still, the situation remained. We had a confused dragon inside our docking tube, which had a camera that could be accessed from station control.

  Cinnamon had exited the ship to confirm at all outgoing cargo and been picked up, as well as placing scan markers for the incoming goods. When she returned inside she had not noticed that Dawynda had placed the tip of her tail in the exit door to prevent it from closing completely. The intelligent dragon then easily pried the sliding doors open to gain access to the docking tube. Gako refused to join her, reportedly calling her a crazy bitch.

  "You can't do that?" I told the green dragon. Just weeks ago I was scared shitless of these creatures. Now I'm telling them what they can and cannot do.

  "I thought ther
e would be more room to spread my wings," the female dragon replied as if it was a totally acceptable excuse.

  "Well, there isn't." I responded angrily. "There won't be until we reach the planet. We talked about this. Dammit, Dawynda!"

  "I want to go where my girl took the cargo containers," she pleaded, which was a very weird look on a dragon. Imagine a crocodile asking for permission. "There has to be more flying room there."

  "And death!" I told her agitatedly. "You fly around on a human station and they will shoot you dead."

  "I cannot die," she answered defiantly. "Have you not seen me in battle?"

  "You haven't died yet," I told her as I pointed emphatically at the entrance for her to return to our ship. "There is a difference between being resilient and invincible. I hope that you don't find that out anytime soon."

  Dawynda stared at me rebelliously for a few more seconds before finally following my instructions to return to the cargo hold. Once inside her husband mocked her and called her a stupid cunt. How did they learn all these terms? Surely, they weren’t all from me? When was the last time that I said cunt? Out loud?

  The comment set off another dragon skirmish that threatened the welfare of anyone close by. I scurried back up the stairs after confirming that the door had completely closed.

  "Can we please contain them in the forward hold?" Strawberry asked as I reached the top of the steps.

  I looked down at the two of them quarreling like overgrown dogs. It was more playful than serious. I knew that. But that didn't make the safety concern any less of an issue. I was tempted to agree with Strawberry until I thought about what effect additional confinement would have on the dragons.

  "No," I told her. "Let's see how they behave after they get some freedom on the planet. They are just struggling to adjust like the rest of us."

  "The rest of us?" my first officer asked.

  "Yeah. Me from another time. Aeren and Mixi from another world. And the rest of you are learning new jobs and how to live life as bandits."

  "What in the galaxy is a bandit?" she asked.

  I ignored her and walked on by. I had made my point. This was a test to see if she would buck my newly granted authority.

  "Captain," she yelled from behind me as I walked down the hall to my quarters instead of Aeren's. I wasn't sure what I was going to do next, but getting some vice grip alien pussy didn't seem like the answer at the moment. "Cinnamon says she'll be loaded by early afternoon. Station claims that they'll release us shortly after that. Your dragons will get their play time soon. But we still have an important issue to resolve."

  Sage. What were we going to do about the manipulative bitch that we had locked up. A visual of her unbelievably sexy full body while showering popped into my mind. Then her plea to resume her place among the crew. Fortunately, I had gotten better at thinking with my brain lately, instead of my balls.

  "How much money do we have left over after our cargo purchase?" I asked her.

  "Why?"

  I gestured for her to follow me to my quarters. After shutting the door behind us, I whispered what I had to say, which was stupid. No one could possibly hear us.

  "How much is a month's worth of living in a station hotel and eating out at reasonable prices?" I asked her.

  Strawberry was so short, maybe just over five feet tall. Standing only inches from me she had to look up and me look down to have a conversation. I don't know why, but that height difference made me want to control her, in more ways than one.

  "I don't know," she answered. From the softness in her voice I got the feeling that she was picking up the same vibe. "Maybe fifty thousand credits."

  "How much do we have in our accounts now?"

  "Three hundred and seventeen thousand..."

  I forcibly grabbed the redheaded freckled girl by the head and plowed my lips onto hers. My erection had relinquished, but my testicles were telling my brain that the discussion was far from over. I needed some sex, and it didn't matter who provided it.

  A few seconds of passionate kissing later I pulled back. She looked dazed and confused, but not unwilling. "Can you put that on a credit chip?"

  "Why?" she struggled with the change in mood.

  "We'll hand it to Sage when we push her out the door," I said. "Can we make it look like it is a million credits instead?"

  "I'm not sure," she answered, getting that thoughtful look.

  I liked her better when she was dazed and confused. So, I grabbed her head again and forced her mouth back onto mine. Then an idea struck me. I was about as horny as I had ever been, and this girl was owed some thank you sex for rescuing me from the planet. I was ready to pay my bill.

  "Have you ever been fucked in the asshole?" I asked her, not bothering to work her up to the notion. "I really want to fuck your ass right now."

  "Okay," she nodded, surprisingly. "I have, but you can't put that whole thing in there. I can maybe take half..."

  She didn't get to finish her request because I grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her forcibly face first onto my bed. She barely squirmed at all when I yanked off her pants. When I was busy taking off mine, she voiced some concerns, but did not try to escape.

  "You have to get us both wet first!" she demanded. "And go slow please."

  She laid there belly down on my bed ready for it. Her bubbled ass poked into the air as her legs spread wide enough for me to get both of my knees between them. Her red-lipped pussy stared at me, but it wasn't glistening yet.

  My cock was chubbing up at a good rate, but not quite ready. I rubbed it aggressively at her pussy lips as a powerful domination urge surged through my veins. Ever since that session with Honeysuckle in the cave I was starting to think more about forcing my will on my lovers. Not in a rape way, of course. More like a powerful take the lead kind of thing.

  When I spotted the first sign of moisture between her lips I shoved my thumb inside. She moaned and squirmed, but didn't fight me. She wasn't soaking wet yet, but she had enough moisture for penetration should I want to put it in her pussy first.

  When I grabbed her by the ass and jumped knees first onto the bed, she screamed, "Not yet!"

  I figured she thought that I was going straight for the anus. I was wild with testosterone surging through my loins, but I knew better than to dry enter the back door. I rubbed my cock head against her vagina hole instead. She relaxed a bit, but it was short-lived. Once I got my tip inside of her, I quickly plunged it as deep as it would go.

  "Fuck Kash!" she yelled, still not physically resisting the treatment that I was giving her. This was going better than it should have. I was prepared to pull on her perfectly shaped red hair to bend her to my will, but that didn’t seem necessary.

  "I'm trying," I yelled back as I continued to shove my raging boner deep inside her. She was making all kinds of noises, but I could tell that she was enjoying it in that special mindless way.

  I confused her then when I pulled completely out and stepped back. I grabbed her by the ankles, crossing my arms before doing so. Then I launched what might have been a wrestling move to spin her in the air to place her on her back on the mattress. She let out a grunt when she hit, looking totally bewildered once again. A quick yank on those little legs of hers put her pussy right where I needed it.

  Strawberry tried to form words, but it was mostly confused grunts as I used the tip of my dick to transfer her own fluids from her wet pussy to her tight puckered asshole. Once sufficiently lubricated, in my opinion, I pushed my cock head into the entrance.

  "Fuck!" she screamed out. Based on my limited experience with anal sex, I knew it was simply a matter of her accepting my girth, not a lubrication issue. So, I kept going, reassuring her verbally that yes, I was fucking her alright.

  Just as she had told me, I got half of my one-eyed stiffy into her before I hit an impassable wall. I banged away at it, despite her encouragement to stop doing so, but that was as far as I could go.

  "Slap your pussy with your fingers,"
I instructed her. "And rub your clit."

  I kept plunging away as I watched her follow my instructions. Then she got two fingers in her eager snatch as far as they could go and fucked away at it. I could feel them rubbing against my cock inside her body. Her other hand was busy rubbing circles on her clit. When I looked up at her moaning and groaning face it looked like her pink eyes were about to jump out of her skull. And she was staring right at me.

  Having had a similar, though completely different experience with Honeysuckle, I was not discouraged. She hadn't told me to stop fucking her ass by any means. So, I kept doing my part. Watching her working herself as I did so was about to push me over the top.

  Then she screamed like she was being murdered. Her fingers came out of her cunt hole, followed quickly by a steady stream of female jizz that hit me in the belly. She kept rubbing away at her clit until her body vibrated almost enough to levitate her off the bed. A few more plunges into her tightly clinching asshole sent me into no man's land.