4
“I want to. I am curious.” He sets his hand on the small of my back to keep me where I am. “You watch too, Tammy.”
My cheeks heat as El-Frankin pushes In-Sar’s pants down to his ankles and In –Sar takes both of his cocks in his own hands.
El-Frankin kisses In-Sar’s neck again then down over the round of his shoulder. It is the most passionate I have seen my mate.
In-Sar is working his cocks, masturbating, as El-Frankin lowers to flick his tongue over In-Sar’s belly.
In-Sar’s body tenses as though he’s locked his legs and braced his spine.
They clearly have no idea they are being watched. I wonder if they have seen anyone on this side of the border and believe they are totally alone in this vast expanse.
“In-Sar is pleasuring himself,” Dan-Y says. “A waste of seed.”
“But he has no female, so how is it a waste?”
“True.” He swallows and keeps watching.
I am trembling slightly. I know this is wrong but I am compelled to see what will happen next.
El-Frankin drops to his knees and hovers in front of In-Sar’s cocks. He appears to be flicking the tips with his forked tongue, nothing more. Small teasing gestures going from one cock to the other.
“That is a poor excuse for a blow job,” I say.
“A what?” Dan-Y turns to me.
“A blow job.” I nod down at the men. “Rubbish.”
“What is a…blow job?”
I turn and sit with my back to the boulder and look at him. “You don’t know what a blow job is?”
“I don’t believe that word was in my download.”
“So what would you call that, down there.”
“What they are doing?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know, cock flicking I suppose.”
“Cock flicking, so that’s all it is, flicking the end?”
“I haven’t personally tried it.”
“Not with your mate?”
“No, she wouldn’t have done that? Why would she? She needed my seed inside her. That is all she ever asked for.”
“So you’ve never…” I could barely get my brain around this. “You have never had a blow job?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about so I guess the answer is no.”
A sudden glut of excitement crashes through me. Just when I thought sex with Dan-Y couldn’t get any better, now I discover this.
“You have me curious,” he says, leaning close and flicking his forked tongue over my cheek.
I turn to him and cup his jawline. “A blow job has nothing to do with your tongue and everything to do with mine.”
“I like your little pink tongue.”
“You like my tongue.” I grin. “My rebel alien abductor,” I say softly and breeze my lips over his. “You haven’t experienced anything I can do with my tongue yet.”
He kind of snarls, an impatient sound, as though lust is shooting into his veins and he can only just control it.
“Should we stay here?” I ask.
“No, we have seen enough.” He pokes his head over the boulder. “Yes, we have definitely seen enough.”
“Why? What are they doing now?”
“In-Sar clearly enjoys his friend’s attention. You do not need to see any more of these males engaging in this act.”
I am in agreement, so I pick up my spear and run half stooped back toward the track we were on.
Dan-Y is close behind me, his big body looming near and his breaths coming fast. He helps me navigate the terrain and soon we are at the spot where he wants to collect the lapla flowers and honey.
As he works, I glance across at him. He’s so big and strong, and vibrant and masculine but he’s never had a blow job!
He is literally a blow job virgin.
What a lucky girl I am.
I am practically vibrating with excitement as we make our way back to the cave.
He pauses at a bush of small red berries and urges me to eat a handful for the goodness. I do as he asks though there are other things I would rather have in my mouth right now.
Finally we reach the cave.
Dan-Y, much to my frustration, appears to have forgotten about the blow job conversation. Though I comfort myself, as he sets the lapla flowers to soak and then strains the honey, with the fact you can’t miss what you don’t know.
So I bide my time. I shower. He showers. We eat and watch the sunset. It’s a particularly brilliant show of pink, purple, orange, and red and as it darkens a meteor shower lights up the sky like fireworks.
“We will mate now,” he says, setting his empty plate aside. “I have the oil here.”
I regard him. One minute he says the sweetest things about love, then he is so practical and blunt and bends me over. I wonder if I will get used to it.
Though it might be a case if I can’t beat him, I should join him.
“Okay,” I say, standing. “Take off your pants.”
He is unused to me issuing orders about his state of dress so he hesitates, but only for a second and then stands and drops his pants, kicks them away.
I lick my lips at the sight of his strong tattooed thighs. “Do you remember…?” I walk up to him and peel off his tunic to reveal his two erect cocks and his solid abs. “Our conversation about blow jobs?”
“Yes.”
“Would you like one?”
“Will I enjoy it?” He eyes me suspiciously and cups my right breast.
“I’ve never known a male not enjoy it.”
His hand slides up and around my neck. “What are you going to do? Flick your tongue on me?”
“I might start with that.” His thick fingers are strong and he must be able to feel my carotid pulse beating on his palm. I am excited. I want to give him this.
“And then what will you do?”
“That is a surprise.” I remove his hand from my neck and press him back against the cave wall. “All you have to do is stay upright.”
“I can stand,” he says gruffly.
“We will see.” I lick my lips and grin. Then slowly I take each of his cocks in my hands and rub them root to tip.
His nostrils flare and he sucks in breath.
“You like that?”
“I like your hands on me.”
“That’s a good start.” I lean in and kiss his neck, absorb the texture of his skin and the dark taste of him on my tongue.
I keep working his cocks until they are at full hardness, and then I sink down to my knees, grabbing a blanket for them to rest on.
His cocks are right before me.
He slots his hands into my hair and looks down. “Tammy?”
I look up at him, flutter my eyelashes, and then take the tip of his upper cock into my mouth and roll my tongue around his glans.
A tirade of what I can only guess are expletives in his native tongue rip from his throat and his fingers turn to pincers in my hair.
Good he likes it.
I take him a little deeper, watching his face as he stares down at me in part surprise, part ecstasy.
Oh, the power I yield. It’s intoxicating to have him like this.
I work his lower cock with my hand and create a slight suction as I take his upper cock fully into my mouth, so that he’s touching the back of my throat.
He flings back his head and groans long and low. A drip of pre-cum coats my hand. I’m pushing him to the edge…fast.
“Tammy,” he gasps.
I suck back up to the end, and then switch my attention to his lower cock. I give it the same treatment as I jerk his upper saliva-coated cock in my fist.
He’s groaning and tilting his hips in time with my movements. I stay longer on his base cock and cup his ball and roll it in my palm.
“That’s so good,” he moans. “Don’t…how did you…do all Earth women…oh yes…please…don’t stop.”
He has me under his control to an extent. He’s keeping me where he wants me with his fingers in my hair as he gently thrusts into my mouth.
But I want to share the love and I switch back to his upper cock. My pussy is hot and wet and my clit swollen. I’ve never enjoyed giving head so much.
“Your tongue on me is amazing,” he says breathlessly.
I hug his cock with it as he slides over it, a soft but taut blanket to hug him with.
He groans and suddenly pulls back, releases me.
“What is it?” I wipe at a dribble of saliva on my chin.
“I…I can’t…I have to, I have to put my seed in your pussy, not your mouth.”
“You can, just this once, if you want to.”
“No…I have to think of re-population, it would be selfish of me not to.” He pushes his hand through his hair.
His horns are as bright as the meteor shower, glistening and almost flashing.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” I say. “Oh…I…”
He has flipped me over, onto my hands and knees. I am grateful for the blanket. My pants are gone and he is behind me.
“You must orgasm soon,” he says. “My ball…it’s so full…so ready.”