by D. R. Rosier
He snorted, “No, there hasn’t been time since we discussed it last night, not while visiting home and with all of my mothers underfoot. I’ll get around to it when I can get some alone time with them.”
In retrospect, he should have brought it up with Alyndra when they had their private tryst on Selana-Esari in the forest, but he’d planned that hike and seduction, and he’d wanted that time with her to just be about her.
Regardless, he was sure Alyndra would be okay with it considering she always put him first, he also knew she and Dahlia got along well as friends already. Nadia was the question mark, human and very capable of jealousy. But then, she’d shown nothing but excitement when they’d added Alyndra to their little family, so she may just surprise him again.
He moved his hands a little lower, drawing out a gasp which morphed into a sigh of pleasure, her whole body vibrated with need below him. As for him, his cock had been rock hard for a while as he massaged Chrystal’s sexy body.
She laughed, but it came out a little throaty and breathless.
“I get that, just don’t make Dahlia wait too long.”
His breath was a little quicker as well, as he squeezed and separated her butt cheeks, he caught a glimpse of Chrystal’s sex, and it glistened in the sun. He massaged her because she liked it and he loved her, he didn’t do it to seduce her for sex. That didn’t stop it from leading to sex ninety nine percent of the time.
He said, “It was a bit surprising to be honest, have you talked to her? I mean, polyamory after moving on from the military isn’t typical of Mirosians is it? Aren’t they supposed to be strictly monogamous at that point?”
Before that, Mirosian warriors were all friends with benefits, but from what he’d understood when that was explained to him, after their service they picked a monogamous partner and only slept with them the latter two thirds of their life. There was no mention of closed polyamory groups.
He wanted to grab her hips so badly, and pull her up to her knees and spear her from behind. He could just imagine the pleasure of his first love’s tight wet sex wrapped around his sensitive hard flesh. Sex with Chrystal was always amazing, whether they made love, or rutted like animals, or something in between the two. Putting it off was both delicious, and torturous, as his hands massaged lower on her ass cheeks. He teasingly grazed her dark star with a thumb, and down further to barely miss her labia. He smiled when she gasped and tried to push her center up to get him to touch her. He loved how responsive she was to him, and how much she obviously wanted him.
He was also torturing himself at the same time, his cock was so hard it ached, and he could feel some pre-cum on his tip. He knew he would give in soon, and the first moments of shared pleasure at their joining would transport them into a blissful intimate moment after the torturous moments of building sexual tension. He’d never tire of her, he knew he wouldn’t.
Especially since she changed her body on occasion, even her most sensitive spots. It kept their physical relationship fresh, as they grew closer and closer in every other way. What they were doing was kind of a new game, either he would break and take her, or if she begged him for it he would take her and win. A little silly, but fun, and it drove him, both of them, crazy with lust and need.
She said breathily, “That’s normally true, but we aren’t Mirosian, and she threw off those expectations. It isn’t as if she isn’t used to the idea of multiple partners, even if this will be a closed system between the five of us. She sees it as an opportunity, you are a great catch according to their society. Powerful, strong, both in battle and in your convictions. She’s also drawn by the opportunities associating with you will bring. Fuck,” she trailed off in a mutter he couldn’t quite make out.
He smiled and ran his fingers up her back and then to her sides and down her waist before he caressed and squeezed her ass.
“What was that my love?” he asked mock innocently.
“Damnit Mike, fuck me. Fuck me now. Please!”
He grinned, because he was a little petty sometimes, and he’d clearly won. He moved his knees between her legs as she moved them apart. Then he grabbed her hips as he crawled back a little and pulled her up onto her hands and knees. He teasingly ran his cock tip up and down her labia, his pre-cum mixed with the liquid satin along her moist puffy sex.
She was so sexy, and he savored the moment as he pushed in slowly, and watched as his cock sunk into her welcoming tight warmth and slowly disappeared. She was so snug and tight, and the moist satiny friction against his sensitive flesh drew a moan from his lips, while Chrystal gasped in pleasure, and pushed back hard,to quickly bury the last three inches of his thick long cock.
He ran one hand up her back, and gathered her hair in his fist, and spanked her once, hard.
She gasped and arched her back, grinding herself back on him as her tight heat gripped him even more firmly from the delicious pain.
He started to drill into her from behind, hard, fast, and without mercy as he pulled her hair firmly. He loved the sounds of pleasure that fell from her lips, and the way she started to buck back against him, meeting his every hard thrust wantonly with one of her own.
She said breathlessly in a voice full of surrender and passion, “I love you.”
He started to move faster and slam in harder, she matched him. I love you might have seemed strange, considering they were fucking not making love, but it wasn’t to him.
She said, “Fuck me Mike, give it to me. Make me scream, and don’t stop until you fill me. I want it so bad.”
He grunted as she tightened around him, her dirty talk not only turning him on, but had obviously given her a push over the edge as well. He just kept going as he felt her satin ecstasy wash over his length and balls, and drip down his inner thighs in dirty rivulets of pleasure. He wanted to make her cum again first, but she was so damned tight, and felt so good as her pussy pulsed, squeezed, and milked up and down his cock.
“Fuck,” he grunted, “Here it comes.”
His balls tightened, and his legs went numb. He slapped her ass and slammed in two more times, and buried himself deeply inside as he launched his seed into her welcoming body.
She screamed his name breathlessly as her body trembled and bucked, and took in his seed.
His eyes roved from her long beautiful hair, to her mouthwateringly thin waist, and her perfect heart shaped ass as he emptied into her. He was overcome with rapturous pleasure, and felt his heart would burst with all his feelings for the trembling woman below him. He could hardly credit how much she loved him, and that she was his forever. He’d never take her for granted, if he had any say in the matter.
He released her hair, and caressed her reddened butt cheek gently. He leaned down as she moved sideways, and they shared a long gentle loving kiss in their post coital bliss. It seemed to last forever, but eventually it did end, and he went down on the blanket next to her and spooned her from behind.
He heard her sigh of contentment, as he caressed and cupped her breast, and pulled her tightly against him. He was a blessed man, and would be more than satisfied if only Chrystal was in his life. He felt beyond blessed that he had more than that.
She wiggled her ass back against him until his still half hard member was nestled between her ass cheeks, “This is my favorite time of day.”
“My cock between your ass cheeks?”
She snorted, and elbowed him, “No. Our time alone, right after we’ve been together. I feel so contented, sated, loved, and happy. There isn’t anywhere I’d rather be than in this blissful intimate moment with you. I love our four-way play time of course, but while it builds intimacy between all of us, our alone time is special for me.”
He nodded and kissed the back of her head, “I feel the same.”
He did feel the same. He loved the fun, and inventiveness, of their four ways, but he treasured the intimacy he had when things were one on one.
He pinched her nipple lightly and squeezed her breast which made her gasp.
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br /> She gripped his cock in her ass cheeks and gently wriggled, which drew a groan from him and made him quickly harden.
They still had a couple of hours before Alyndra and Nadia woke up, and it looked like their little game had started again…
Chapter Thirteen
“It’s been brought to my attention, that I’m not nearly ambitious enough when it comes to my own, and by extension, our future. I originally intended to just do some local exploring in our galaxy, but after everything that went on, and taking into account all your skills and abilities, that just won’t work.”
He’d called a family meeting of sorts after breakfast, and they were all stuffed into his room for a little privacy, including Dahlia.
“I wanted to run my new ideas by you, and see what you think. I’m going to design an unmanned probe ship, with cloaking abilities, and make a fleet of them. The ship will be a little larger than a troop shuttle, but will basically be nothing but an engineering deck and unable to carry passengers. Actually, there will be two small fleets of them. One will do an exhaustive search of the local area of our galaxy. If any good candidates are found, we’ll make a claim during the senate meeting and go there personally long enough to start up a terraforming effort.
“The second fleet will go out there to the nearby galaxies and search for signs of other inter-stellar civilizations.”
He paused for a moment as that sunk in, and then continued.
“Both to find aggressive and friendly ones, the latter of which we can make contact as time allows. The former we will just watch, and make plans for one day, for when or if they stumble across the Xaran empire. We will never be attacking first.
“Most of that will be fully automated, outside of us making first contact of course, which will probably be rare. While that’s going on, most of our efforts personally will be on the other members of the Xaran empire, to create ties to Mars and Miroth. Of course, there aren’t that many systems, the rest of the time I’ll probably be working on inventions, and we’ll need downtime of course. What do you all think?”
Nadia snorted, “I think I’ll have two jobs, you should have made this decision before I started working for your father.”
She winked at him teasingly.
She did have a point, with his old plans she didn’t have anything to do on the ship. It was why she’d left, and why she’d gotten a job with his father in the first place, but with the new plans she’d be busy pouring over data, and talking to aliens.
Alyndra said, “From what I understand, you can see through the cloaking. What if one of those theoretical aggressive civilization sees our probes?”
He nodded, “We can’t see through the cloak, we can only see the effects of the cloak on the space around it. That means they may figure out something is there if they know what to look for, but they won’t know what it is, or who. If they attack or try to capture a probe, I’ll have it programmed to flee through subspace and then wait. If they pursue and find the probe again, it will self-destruct. Then we’ll try again, but watch from much farther away.”
Dahlia tilted her head, “Things might get very complicated. What happens if we find a peaceful civilization, make contact and become friends. Fifty years later the Canosians, or perhaps another aggressive civilization comes along. Do we help them? The easy answer is no, but what if we’ve made friends, close friends.”
He frowned, “What are you suggesting?”
Dahlia said, “Simply that we don’t contact those gentler civilizations, if we make friends with them it puts an onus of responsibility on us. Perhaps if they could be added to the Xaran Empire that would be a different story, then if they were attacked, we’d be attacked and could feel justified in stepping in. Like you’ve said in the past, we can’t save everyone, even if we’d like to.”
Chrystal said, “She’s right. Maybe we should see if the Xarans are willing to expand their domain outside of this galaxy. I’m assuming we don’t want to start our own empire.”
He snorted, “No thanks.”
Alyndra said, “You’d make a very good emperor Mike.”
He wanted to mock glare, but who knew if she’d interpret it correctly. At the same time he was… disturbingly flattered.
“Thanks for the vote of confidence, but the purpose of these fleets is to find places to expand Mars and Earth to colony worlds, and the second fleet to identify any possible future incursions into our galaxy by an aggressive species. That, with my work as a scientist, and working with other worlds in the empire as a senator, is quite enough.
“I think Dahlia’s suggestion is the best way to go at least for now. Unless Xaran wants to expand, we’ll just map the gentler civilizations and stay away. Unless they’re local to this galaxy of course, and the Xaran just haven’t found them yet. Still, in that case we’ll have Xaran do the approaching.”
He thought that doubtful, he wouldn’t be surprised if the Xaran had one of those little probes of theirs in every solar system with a world in the Goldilocks zone.
“Anyone else see a concern, or have an idea? A relevant idea?”
Nadia stuck her tongue out at him.
“When are we moving on to Earth, tensions don’t seem to be cooling any, if anything they are going up.”
He nodded, “Let’s head there tomorrow morning and get with the PM, see what Celia says about our idea. I doubt it even occurred to her to just share the technology and have a summit, and perhaps it’s a bit naïve to believe it would ever work on Earth. I’ll get her a message to let her know when we’re coming.”
She probably would accept his visit out of the blue, but since they had that secure method of communicating from A.I. to A.I. from Australia’s base on Mars, to the A.I. assistant at her side, it seemed better to let them know they were coming, and had a possible solution.
Nadia shrugged, “It’s rarely happened, but it’s possible. Almost the whole world got together for the Geneva convention, of course that was only after world war two. Nuclear non-proliferation was another partially successful worldwide agreement among those with atomics, with exceptions.”
He nodded, “That’s what worries me, the exceptions. Plus, there’s the whole part of my presence.”
Dahlia said, “Perhaps, but the concept of mutually assured destruction goes a long way. The technology itself can be used as both a lever and blackmail. Any country that doesn’t agree on how to act in space, and to act as a good member of the Xaran empire, simply won’t be given the technology when it’s shared out with the rest of the world. That would put them at a very big disadvantage until they could make the discoveries for themselves.”
“What if they agree, and the first one that discovers it changes their mind?”
He wasn’t really a pessimist, but he was trying to think of all the things that could go wrong. There were just so many, including people going back on their word. Politics was murky at best, a foolhardy endeavor even at the best of times.
Chrystal said, “Well, if we’re involved, we can pass it out once someone discovers it. We could be the third party that enforces the agreement when the time comes.”
He frowned in thought, “We’ll have to get a vote for that.”
Chrystal smirked, and he knew why.
There was no question about how such a vote would go. Still, he packaged up the latter half of their discussion relating to the specific issue, and sent it to his mother Helen. She would send it out for a vote.
“Any ideas on how to spend our day?”
Dahlia said, “I’d love to see the city, and perhaps try one of your restaurants?”
That sounded good, they hadn’t done much the day before, most of the time had been spent with his family indoors, catching up and all that. It also made him smile, she may be an ambassador now, but the chef in her still lived. She had a curious look in her eye, and obviously wanted to explore the cuisine of a whole new world.
Come to think of it, he wondered if that’s why she’d originally started
to join them at their dinners each day during the war.
He looked around and no one had any other suggestions. That wasn’t too surprising, Nadia would want a look around as well, this would be her first time here as well, apart from the online world version that is. Alyndra wouldn’t ask for anything, but he was sure she was curious about the city as well, since it was one big park with buildings in it…
Chapter Fourteen
The day went well, until a certain point anyway.
They went down and walked around the city for a couple of hours. He and Chrystal enjoyed showing their city, a city without roads. On Mars, all transportation was done in the flying cars, and all parking was on top of the buildings. Only emergency vehicles had the clearance to land on the ground, which were hardly ever needed for the small population of humans that inhabited the city. Accidents were rare, violence was almost unheard of.
The city itself was filled with trees, bushes, grass, and small unobtrusive walkways which connected the buildings. He took them by the government building, just the one. He also brought them by his mother Silvia’s medical building, which included the life support pod fully immersive technology. It was the biggest draw to bring the humans that the A.I.s loved to serve, to Mars.
When inserted into the pod, people with intense physical disabilities could enjoy an android body out in the real world, with full mobility and movement that would be exactly the same as what their body would feel like if it were whole. The pods also took care of the body’s needs, which extended their life expectancy back to a normal lifespan. Of course, they saw a few human families that had come with their loved ones to live here.
Soon though, that advanced technology would be obsolete, and Silvia was working toward that end tirelessly. He knew there were already trials with the matter/energy converters to actually repair the damage on the human body, including nerves and spinal tissue. Once that technique was perfected and approved, it would no longer be necessary to create an immersive experience of the real world through an android body.
