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“Yes, my mate…from before…only desired me for my seed, not for pleasure.”
“That must have been hard.”
“It was all we knew but this…to see you have an orgasm, feel your big pussy orgasm, it’s amazing.”
I giggle at big pussy, for it’s really not, compared to him.
“What is funny?”
“Nothing, I enjoyed myself a lot. And I think you did too?” I release his cock and loop my arms around his neck. My palm is sticky with his purple cum.
“You know I enjoyed it.” He pauses. “Can I ask a question?”
“Of course.”
“What does ‘I’m coming’ mean? You said it before, when I tongued your pussy to orgasm.”
“It means my orgasm has arrived, there’s no going back, I can’t hold it in anymore, at least that’s what it means for me.”
“I understand.”
“So don’t ever stop when you hear me shout that.” I frown to show how serious I am.
He chuckles. “I understand that too.”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course.”
“Do you always release seed from both cocks, or can you just stimulate one?”
He appears to think about the question. “For me, it’s always both but I am a very sexual male, I enjoy the act of breeding and mating. I cannot speak for others.”
“I see.” I kiss him softly. My heart rate is settling.
“We will go to bed.” He stands effortlessly, securing me to him and his cock still buried deep.
“Oh!” I cling to him and wrap my legs around his waist.
He walks to the bed and stops, his big hands spread on my buttocks.
“What is wrong?” I ask.
“Nothing.” His right hand moves so it is more under me.
And then his finger touches my anus, just gently, a feathery light exploratory touch. “Oh, Ar-Hagan…I…”
His tail is lifted high and stiff.
“When,” he says quietly. “Can I go here?”
Still he tickles over my anus. I feel so exposed, so vulnerable to him. I have never had anal sex, never even played that way.
“Because I will,” he says, using some of the cum dripping from me as lube and poking gently at my pucker. “At some point. You do know that.”
“We…we have to work up to that. You said yourself I am tight. I don’t want it to hurt.”
“It won’t. You will only know pleasure.” And then he smiles and lays me on the bed, coming over me for a moment before slipping out and gathering me close. “Double penetration will give you so much pleasure that you will be begging for it every morning and every night time.”
Ar-Hagan
I finger Mel’s taut little anus.
She is trembling in my embrace and her heart is thudding, I can tell by the pulse in her neck.
“When can I go here?” I whisper, my tail lifting in excitement and my horns itching. Soon, I think, please say soon.
Her eyes are wide and my seed is dripping from her pussy. Her breaths are coming in short little pants.
“Because I will, at some point.” I rub the warm release around her hole. It’s tiny and the skin puckered like a rosebud. “You do know that.”
Just the thought of getting both of my cocks inside her at the same time has my erections flickering to life again, even though I’ve just climaxed.
“We…we have to work up to that. You said yourself I am tight. I don’t want it to hurt.”
She is so small and fragile in my arms. I’d never forgive myself if I gave her a moment of pain.
I find the center of her anus, gain purchase at the entry point and then stop myself.
Enough. We’ve done enough. I don’t want to frighten her or make her think she’s not in total control, even though the urge to find out how tight that noose will be around my cock is almost overwhelming.
“It won’t. You will only know pleasure.” I remove my fingertip, smile and lay her on the bed. “Double penetration will give you so much pleasure that you will be begging for it every morning and every night.”
Our limbs entwine and I hold her close, I never want to let her go. It hasn’t taken long for her to become the most important person in my life. It’s as though I can see the future, our future, happy and fulfilling with lots of children to repopulate my poor afflicted planet.
Soon she is sleeping, her breathing steady and soft.
I join her but not for long, my sleep needs are different to hers. After spending some time watching her at rest, I carefully get up from the bed.
I shower, throw on fresh clothing and leave our bedchamber as the first sun breaches the horizon.
I find El-Frankin in the kitchen. He is reading a book about the oceans on Earth. There is no sign of Tammy.
He looks up when I walk in.
“I thought you would be in your bedchamber, with your mate,” I say.
“She is sleeping.” He says this in our native tongue, forbidden now by the king, unless exceptional circumstances.
“Speak English,” I say. “How do you know she is sleeping?”
He scowls. “I looked in on her, a while ago.”
“You could still be with her?”
“What is the point?”
My heart sags as I reach for a drink of water. It should give him pleasure just to be with Tammy, even if she is sleeping. Perhaps Mel is right and this is more of a problem than I want to admit.
I take a seat opposite him, a soft chair that molds to my shape. My tail is twitchy and I make an effort to calm it. This is a conversation that needs to be had and I want it to be as smooth as possible.
“Did you make it up with her, that argument about Gibby’s?”
“About what?” He frowns.
“The wine bar you didn’t know the name of.”
“Oh…that.” He kind of shrugs and turns a page. “No.”
“You should.”
“Why? I can’t be expected to know everything about her life on Earth.”
“But you can try, El-Frankin.”
He slams the book closed. “I don’t remember new things the way you do.” He taps his chest. “I’ve still got too much in here.”
“What do you mean?”
“Memories, time doesn’t heal like that stupid Earth book says it does.”
I frown, confused. “But I don’t understand. If you feel like this why did you say you’d be a recipient male?”
“I didn’t have much choice, remember.”
“No, I don’t remember?” I recall getting notice from the king that we had been chosen for the second wave of Project Hope. The elation, the celebration, the sense that life was going to move forward, I was going to live again, was incredible.
“I only got offered an Earth mate because you did, Ar-Hagan. As an Ambassador you were high on the list, and because your Earth woman had a twin she didn’t want to be separated from, I got picked too.”
He pauses. “But let’s face it, I am just a farmer, in reality I wouldn’t have been picked for a long time. Not until all the clever scientists and the generals and the translators and chefs and—”
“Okay, okay, I understand your point.” I pause and run my hands through my hair. “But the fact is you have a female now, to breed with, and that should be your priority.”
“You know how busy the farm is this season. There is lots to do and I can’t ask In-Sar to do it all himself.”
“I am aware of what needs to be done.”
“Are you? Because lately you seem to be home and not out with the crops. The king won’t be happy if—”
“The king will be happy if my mate and I conceive, that is his main goal, re-population.”
He scowls. “So fuck her and then get to work.”
“Don’t speak to me like that…about her.”
“But isn’t that why she’s here? All this expense, all this technology, light years of travel, it is so they can be breeding machines. Churn out as many babies as possible within their fertile life span.”
‘Yes, that is part of it.” My mind is spinning. I had no idea he’d been feeling this way. “But a mate is companionship, loyalty, a confidant, and a joy to be with.”
He raises his eyebrows. “It sounds like you love her.”
“I do, and I won’t apologize for that.” I stand, my tail twitching. “And having my cock in her, releasing my seed, it’s good, more than good. You should try it.”
“Your cock? In the singular.”
“Earth women are not evolved the way our women were. You should try it and find out.”
“All that just to get one cock inside?”
“It takes time to work up to both, that’s all.” I think of sweet little Tammy. “And the effort of building a relationship so she trusts you.”
He stands. “I haven’t got time for this?”