by Marla Monroe
“Hey, Andrea. Is now a good time to come for a fitting?” One of the women from the night before walked up carrying a large amount of light blue material.
“Hey. Yes. Now is perfect. Come on in out of the suns.” Andrea led the way inside to the living area where her sewing station was set up.
For the next four hours she worked with two of the women she’d agreed to sew for, then ate a light lunch with Lettie. The other woman suggested that they both needed a nap after eating. She eyed her machine but agreed that she was a little tired and could use the downtime. She followed Lettie down the hall to where their sleeping rooms were and said good-bye to the other woman, then slipped into her room.
She didn’t immediately fall asleep but found herself drifting, thinking about Coreg and PJ and if she was truly serious about the Levassian. Something had drawn her to him almost from the instant she’d met him back on that street days earlier. She couldn’t help but be interested in him when he’d shown her nothing but gentleness and a sense of awe in the way he looked at her.
Andrea felt as if she was the only person in the world to him when he looked at her with his bright silver eyes. Even the light, easy kisses he’d given her aroused her. Her pussy grew damp even now just thinking about him and those sweet kisses. What would it be like if he truly kissed her as a man kissed a woman? Like how PJ had kissed her that morning.
I’m sexually attracted to him. I like him, and he treats me like a princess. What more do I need to know about him?
She wanted him as a woman wanted a man and it felt the same as the way she wanted PJ. The only difference was that she wasn’t at all sure how it all worked with Levassians. So far there were two women who’d taken in one or two of the men from the planet, and they were obviously extremely happy and expecting babies. That meant something worked. It was that little seed of worry that held her back from saying hell yes to taking on Coreg. What could she expect when it came to sex? They were big men. Much larger than human men. Would it hurt to have sex with one of them?
Andrea finally drifted off to sleep into a dream where she and Coreg and PJ had wild monkey sex that was nothing like what she imagined it would be like in real life.
* * * *
“He’s here,” PJ announced from the living area just before a knock sounded at the door.
“How did you know?” Lettie asked with a laugh.
“Heard him on the porch. He’s kind of heavy-footed,” PJ said.
“He would be. He’s a big man,” Andrea said from the living area. “Let him in.”
PJ opened the door and invited him inside. He shook PJ’s hand then smiled at Lettie, and finally over at Andrea where she sat behind her sewing machine putting together yet another dress.
“Hello, Coreg. How was work today?” she asked.
“It was a productive day. We’re in the middle of harvesting before the cooler weather hits.”
“Your idea of cooler weather is nothing like our idea of it,” PJ said with a laugh. “It doesn’t get cold here like it did on Earth.”
“I have heard of this cold wet white stuff that falls on your planet in your winter time. It sounds pretty but nasty at the same time,” Coreg said.
“Even though it doesn’t get that cold here, I’m looking forward to the cooler weather where I can sit outside without sweating like a pig,” Andrea said.
“Pig. That is an animal on Earth?” Coreg asked.
“Yes, but pigs don’t really sweat,” PJ said. “It’s just a saying we have.”
“I see.”
Andrea could tell that he really didn’t. “Come on in. Last meal will be ready in a little bit. Lettie is finishing up.” Andrea pushed aside the dress she’d been working on and held up a small outfit she’d made from the left-over material of the dresses. “What do you think about this for the babies? I thought to make a few of them for each of the babies for when they’re born.”
Coreg gently touched the garments and smiled. “Those are perfect for the young. I’m sure the families will be honored to have such. That is very kind of you to create such things for them.”
“They are going to need clothes, so I’m going to start drawing up some patterns for children’s clothes to make for them. I’m sure your clothiers will have trouble with those large machines they have creating small garments for the children,” Andrea pointed out.
“You are probably right about that. It has been many years since there’s been a need for anything that small.” Coreg touched the garment again. “I’m impressed by your talent, Andrea.”
“She’s amazing when it comes to sewing. That’s for sure.” PJ pulled her into a sideways hug then let go.
“Hey, Coreg. It’s great you could eat with us. The meal’s ready if you guys are.” Lettie walked into the room wiping her hands on a cloth.
“We’re ready.” PJ ushered Andrea ahead of him with Coreg behind him.
They fixed their plates then sat around the table eating and chatting. Coreg told them about harvest and what all they did during that time. PJ asked questions and made comments about how it was done on Earth.
Andrea and Lettie exchanged eye rolls on occasion at the way the men talked and boasted about their work. She enjoyed herself and liked that the two men could talk so easily.
Once the meal was finished, she and Lettie cleaned up then joined the two men in the living area where they had continued their chat about work. Andrea sat between the two men as if she’d always been sitting there. Lettie sat on a chair and joined in, talking about Tegrig and Honrig. She’d talked with them on the communication unit each evening after the meal.
When the communication unit sounded a little later, Lettie’s face turned a pale red at the knowing looks PJ and Coreg gave her.
“Let’s go outside and give Lettie some privacy,” Andrea suggested with a wink in the other woman’s direction.
“That’s a good idea,” PJ said.
She and the two men walked outside and settled on one of the long benches that lined the patio like porch out front. Once again, Andrea found herself between the two men. It wasn’t an uncomfortable place to be, but she couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous.
“Andrea, I am not sure if you knew the importance of asking me to eat last meal with you tonight, and feel it is only fair that I explain it to you in case you didn’t mean it in that manner,” Coreg began.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“When a female asks a male to share last meal, it means she is interested in joining with him, sexually. It is also how she introduces her family to a male she is interested in forming a family unit with.” Coreg looked out into the darkening street.
“I see. You’re thinking that I might not feel that way despite the fact that I asked you to eat with us.” Andrea watched the man’s face.
She could see in the way his eyes squinted though there was no sun in his eyes that it was what he worried about.
“I wanted to be sure you were aware of the custom of our people. I should have told you before accepting the invitation, but I was desperate to see you again,” he said finally, turning to look down at her.
“I am interested in you, Coreg. PJ and I’ve talked and he understands that I am attracted to you as a woman is to a man or male. I think we could make a good family together, but I need a little more time to get to know you. Is that going to be a problem for you?” she asked.
His eyes widened and sparkled all at the same time. She could see relief flow over his features like water over a gentle brook. Coreg was obviously fine with that.
“I’m honored, little one. I understand you need more time. We have plenty of time. I will admit to being anxious as I’m very attracted to you, but your happiness and contentment are more important than how I feel. Please allow me to visit often so that you may become more accepting of me.” Coreg’s words tumbled over each other when he spoke.
Andrea couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re welcome here anytime you want to come by
. Um, PJ. You don’t mind if he comes when you’re not around do you?”
“No. He’s welcome as a potential member of our family unit.” PJ looked at Coreg. “Is that what I’m supposed to say to clear it that you’re welcome to visit?”
Coreg bowed his head at PJ. “Thank you for learning our custom and making me feel welcomed, PJ. I won’t overstep my welcome. I just want Andrea to become comfortable around me that she might agree to include me in your family unit.”
“Don’t worry, Coreg. Half the battle is already won. She likes you,” PJ told him.
Coreg leaned over and cupped Andrea’s cheek with his hand. “May I kiss you, little one.”
“Please. I’d like that.”
He leaned down and touched his lips to hers. She reached up and pulled him closer with one hand around the back of his neck. He deepened the kiss, pressing harder against her lips until she parted them, allowing his tongue access to her mouth. He licked and touched every part of it, then thrust his tongue in and out as if mimicking what he’d like to be doing to her.
When they separated, Andrea was panting. Her pussy had grown wet, dampening her panties. Coreg ran his nose down the side of her cheek to her neck where he inhaled then nipped at the tender flesh before pulling back.
“You smell ripe and delicious, Andrea. I could make a meal off of you. I’d better go before I can’t control myself.” He stood up.
Andrea reached out to grasp his hand. She squeezed it and gave him a warm smile. He returned it then was gone.
PJ squeezed her other hand. “I think you got him a little too close to attacking you, babe. You don’t know your own strength.”
Andrea’s face grew warm. She could feel the heat all the way down her neck. Even her nipples felt hot and tender against the shift she wore.
“I might have gotten a little hot and bothered myself,” she admitted.
“Think you feel comfortable enough to mess around a little? Watching you with Coreg got my dick hard. I’d love to taste that hot pussy of yours.”
Andrea’s face grew even warmer, if that were possible. “I’d like that. I’m pretty turned on.”
“I can tell. Your nipples are poking through that dress you have on.”
She instantly covered her breasts which had PJ chuckling. They were sitting outside and her tits were poking out. She stood and immediately walked toward the door.
“I hope Lettie’s finished her conversation with Tegrig and Honrig,” she muttered as she opened the door.
Fortunately, the woman was nowhere in sight. She’d probably returned to her sleeping room for the night. Andrea allowed PJ to pull her down the hall to his sleeping room next to hers. Lettie’s was on the other side of Andrea’s.
“You’re sure about this, Andrea? I don’t want to drag you into anything you aren’t ready for.” PJ opened his door with a palm to the side but hesitated.
She smiled and walked inside the room, tugging on his hand as she did.
Chapter Five
“You’re so freaking hot, Andrea. I can’t wait to taste your sweet pussy.” PJ couldn’t help himself. He wanted to feel her on his tongue and find out if she were spicy or super sweet like she smelled.
Andrea sighed against his chest as he held her tightly in his arms. She shivered as if cool, but he knew it was from excitement. He pulled back and looked down into her heavy-lidded eyes. She was beautiful in her arousal. PJ kissed her then ran his tongue down her jawline to her neck where he nibbled before retreating. He needed to undress her. He wanted to see her luscious body. She was curvy in all the right places like a woman should be.
“You go to my head like smooth whiskey, babe. I can’t wait to see you naked.”
PJ began lifting the material of her dress up her back until he had the bottom of it in his hands. He slowly pulled it over her head then tossed it to one side. He looked down to see that she wore nothing but panties beneath it. No wonder he’d been able to see her nipples through the lightweight garment. Her nipples were hard and thick with a wide dark ring around them. He bent down and sucked one of the hard nubs into his mouth and moaned.
Andrea’s swift intake of breath told him she liked what he was doing. He switched nipples then let it pop from his mouth. PJ walked her backward until she hit the edge of his bed. Then he pressed down on her shoulders so that she sat on the mattress. He knelt between her legs and used one hand to press her down so that she lay against the mattress while he slowly pulled her panties over her hips and down her legs. Once he had them off, he leaned in and inhaled her sweet scent.
She smells better than coffee when I first get up in the morning. I can’t wait to taste her.
He leaned in and spread her pussy lips, admiring how they glistened with her arousal. He slid his tongue up the slit and groaned at the tart taste of her juices.
“Better than coffee, babe. I could wake up to this every morning and be happy,” he told her.
“You love your coffee,” she said in a breathless hiss.
“I think I love the taste of you more.”
PJ ran his tongue all around her little bundle of nerves until it stood out from the protective hood. Then he lapped at the slit once more. She lifted her hips with his licks as if not wanting the contact to end. He smiled as he enjoyed her unique taste.
When her breaths began to come in soft pants, PJ entered her tight sheath with one finger, pumping it as he licked around her clit. When she seemed to have adjusted to that one, he added a second finger and pumped them in and out until she was lifting along with his thrusts.
“Oh, God, PJ. I’m close. I’m so close.”
He smiled and pumped faster, then sucked on her clit until he heard her scream his name. He brought her down with soft strokes of his tongue and one hand to her abdomen to hold her still. She gasped and panted for several seconds before she was able to say anything to him.
“That was, oh God. It was so good.” She lifted her arms and tugged at her long black hair. “I’m worthless now.”
PJ laughed. “I’m not finished with you yet, babe.”
“Give me a second and I’ll take care of you. Just need to catch my breath.”
“I’ve got this, babe.”
PJ crawled up the bed and knelt next to her head. He grasped his cock with one hand and played with her breast with the other. He wasn’t going to fuck her without Coreg. It wasn’t really fair. He’d jack off on her breasts and be fine with that for now. All he cared about was that he’d taken care of her first. He had no idea how Levassians took care of their women sexually, but humans, good ones, took care of their women first.
To his surprise, Andrea opened her mouth and wrapped her hand around his to pull his dick closer. She stuck out her tongue and licked across the bulbous head before licking at the slit. He nearly came on the spot.
“Damn, Andrea. Your tongue feels good.”
“Let me have you for a second, PJ. I want to taste you like you tasted me.”
He released his hold on his shaft and watched as she brought his cock down to her mouth where she sucked it in and ran her tongue around the width of him. She sucked down on him then slowly backed off until just the cockhead remained in her mouth.
“Holy, fuck, babe. That’s so damn good.” PJ couldn’t look away from the sight of her mouth around his dick.
She hummed around him as she sucked him back down then swallowed around him.
“Fuck. Yeah. Just like that.” He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut for a second at the amazing feel of her throat convulsing around his dick.
“That feels so fucking good. I’m going to come if you don’t stop, babe. Let me finish on your tits this time. I want to see my cum on your body.” PJ gently pulled from her mouth despite the suction of her mouth.
“You taste good, too, PJ. I love the saltiness in my mouth.”
“You can suck me off another time if you want to. I promise, babe.” PJ’s voice wobbled.
He was so damn close to shooting his load. He
squeezed the base to help him calm down. It didn’t help much though because Andrea reached beneath his body to cup his balls in her hand.
“Damn, babe. You’re not going to make this easy on me, are you?”
“I like touching you. I like seeing that out of control look on your face and knowing I put it there.” Andrea’s eyes lowered slightly as she watched him tug on his dick.
He pumped it up and down as she gently squeezed and tugged on his balls. He could feel the cum boiling in them. He wanted to drag it out some, but with her playing with him and that look of satisfaction on her face, PJ knew it wouldn’t be long before he was spewing all over her chest.
“Yeah, babe. Squeeze them just like that. I’m gonna blow, babe.” PJ’s ass cheeks contracted, squeezing as his dick erupted, shooting cum all over Andrea’s breasts and chest.
His head fell backward as his eyes nearly rolled back in his head from the pleasure he felt at coming. Not just coming, but coming with Andrea’s hand on his balls. Fuck that was hot.
He ran his fingers through his jism and rubbed it into her breasts and chest before collapsing on the bed next to her.
“Give me a minute and I’ll clean you up, babe. I’m done for right now.”
Her giggle made him turn his head to look at her. She was looking at him with a broad smile on her face. He liked seeing it there. She’d enjoyed it as much as he had and that did it for him. She hadn’t been grossed out with his need to mark her. He’d worried a little about it just before he’d come, but now he could see it had all been for nothing. She was perfect.
“I can always get up and shower off, PJ. You can relax, but don’t fall asleep before you undress. You won’t sleep well wearing your clothes.”
“Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back.”
PJ forced himself up and walked over to lay a hand on the wall where a sink popped out. He turned on the hot water and wet a cloth to clean her up. He walked back to the bed and climbed on. He gently cleaned her with the warm, wet cloth. Then he kissed her and backed off the bed to undress.
