In the future, surveillance of high government officials is a necessity, and executed by means of highly sophisticated scanning equipment. Alan sees so much going on that he masturbates all the time, and finally decided that he has to have a full-time woman, for himself, and similar equipment in his own home to use on unsuspecting guests. The woman is his co-conspirator, and later on forms his own harem of exhibitionists.
Archive Note: The outside cover to this pocketbook shows the author as "Sharon Taylor." Inside, the author is shown as Sandy Trainor.
CHAPTER ONE
Computations in personnel had certainly made another perfect position selection. Of all the jobs in Inter-Planetary Services Command, security surveillance was something that Lieutenant Alan Spindrift was ideally suited for.
He had always been something of a voyeur, but then there was nothing civilized or legal about it. He was simply a youth who got his by watching the kicks of others. But then came his active years, both in his career and his sex life, and for the most part the watching aspect of fulfilling his needs had been pushed into the background. The dreams of watching others had remained with him, however, and on those mornings after he would do everything he could to fuck it all away with.
There was even a period of time when he settled down with just one woman, a fighter pilot with a particularly vivid imagination herself, who devised screwing techniques and scenarios so wild for the two of them, that he never wanted to be without her. How simple life would have been if only that kind of erotic perfection could have endured.
The glory did last between them for much longer than any relationship in Alan's own life, but no two humans could go on at such a light speed pace forever. The time did come when their desire for one another began to wane, and Alan saw fit to break off the affair before it ended in a sad state of emptiness.
From then on he poured everything he had into his career, with one night stands on satellites, and quickies on the after-deck of a long distance cruiser to keep him going when all else failed. He found himself selecting more and more novels from the erotica section of the library, and watching other people that he knew go about their business while he imagined them doing all sorts of sensational sexual things with one another. Even in their enlightened time period most people like to keep their erotic business to themselves, and so he would have to piece his guesses together with rumors that he heard passed along, in order to formulate enough of a story by which he could get turned on enough to jerk off-or take the entire fantasy to the bed of another woman.
It wasn't long after that when the Higher Command decided that top-ranking officers and administrators should be closely watched for signs of moral decadence in any form. Sexually active lives were considered to be healthy ones, but too much deviance or preoccupation with this phase of their health was counted as a danger sign that their performance ratings would soon be falling off, and that it might be time to look for their replacements.
Surveillance of such a delicate nature required specially skilled and highly perceptive officers. Alan had been slated for a promotion anyway, but he never imagined that he would get one to enjoy as much as he was going to now. Why, he was being sanctioned to partake of his favorite pastime, outside of actual fucking, and there would be the side-benefit of being so constantly stimulated that he was certain to become the star-stud of the entire base!
So there he was, with the computer print-out of his orders in his hand, about to become the man for pay that he had been strictly in trouble for as a youth. As he went to his quarters for a long pull of Venusian brandy, Alan's mind naturally wandered back to those bad old days when watching was dangerous and so very exciting.
On the pioneer planet where he was raised, the woods and shrubbery were dense, affording many hiding places around the community farms, in fact the entire settlement, including the single peoples' quarters. From the time that he was old enough to know his prick was more than for peeing, Alan would wander all over the settlement and search for sources of eroticism so that he could heighten the pleasure of his solitary masturbation.
At one of the farthest reaches of the building Complex stood a lofty barn which was used for the processing of experimental grains grown from new anti-matter chemical sources. The procedures were nearly all automated and needed to be checked, then logged only every several days, so for the most part, this area was pretty desolate of pioneers. This made it the ideal spot for those who could not make it in their own bedrooms for one reason or another, to come here and give vent to their most passionate urges. Alan was sure that when the clothes came off, and a hard prick met a soft, warm hole, there were no thoughts at all of an audience.
During the early parts of the day, when young Alan knew that the adults were hard at their chores, he would check out the most-likely couples and listen to their conversations so that he would know where their next meeting place was to be, and when it was to come about. Then he would stake out the spot and find his best possible hiding and viewing place.
For most of the couples, who preferred to use the groaning platforms or a nice, fresh bed of sweet-smelling grain, the loft above, with its trap door sliding on ball bearings to quietly open, was the best possible area for observation. Many was the night when he would sneak out of his own room, crawl on hands and knees past the lighted farmhouse windows along the way, and out to that barn where he climbed up to the loft with his heart beating painfully in his chest as he rushed to get himself into position before the couple arrived. Usually he made it with just moments enough to spare for him to work up a nice size hard-on with his hand.
But he usually slowed down before things went too far, and a good load of come might go to waste before the couple even arrived. A little while later the doors would slide open, and one of the pioneer men, not necessarily one of the single ones, would peek in and take a quick look around before he would step inside, quickly followed by one of the woman, not necessarily one of the single ones.
Then they would jam the combination on the door lock, and believe that they were presently in a private world all their own. Logically, they would take the first comfortable spot, usually the fragrant bed of grain, and then the fun would begin.
Alan would try his level best to keep his hand away from his prick while the two below began the opening steps to their dance of love. The man would make his first move by fumbling at the openings to the woman's top as he sought to uncover her breasts and then get at them with either hand or mouth.
They would say all sorts of murmured things while they toyed with the clothing, and then there would be a short silence when he found her jugs and worked at them with his hands. The upper part of her clothing would disappear and the man would begin working lower down.
Her legs would be stroked in an upward direction as the skirt rode gradually up, revealing a beautifully shaped pair of thighs for both of the males to admire. Then the squeals and giggles would begin as the lucky man's searching fingers crept their way up and under the leg band of her panties.
Once inside, the silly fun would be over, and the man's hand would be on to more serious business.
Magically, his fingers would find their way right to her moist little love nest, and the two of them would settle in to commence some truly hot sexual action.
The girl's giggles by now would be changing to a medley of sighs and gasps as the man became steadily more adventurous. By this stage the lady, no matter how timid she might have been trying to come off until then, would begin some love play of her own, much to the man's benefit. She would turn and move in just the ways that would make his explorations of her body easier. His fingers would slide in to just where she had wanted them to be all along, teasing at the outside edges of her hole and exciting her little clitoris until it was no longer quite so small.
"You're sure we're safe here?" she would ask.
"As safe as if we had landed on an uninhibited planetoid," he would answer, or something close to that.
She would relax then and they would both begin working towards the same end, namely getting all her clothes off, and then his. Alan would begin to slowly beat his meat, watching the show avidly and hanging on every word that the two of them said to one another.
"You have such a beautiful body. I have to see more of it," he whispered to her.
"Oh, yes, take the rest of my clothes off. Suddenly I am very hot and uncomfortable."
Certainly no man needed to be told something like that twice. Off came her skirt and down came her panties. She lifted her bottom into the air as he got his fingers hooked into the waistband of that filmy garment. Now she wriggled her hips, and in an instant the panties were on the floor.
"A beautiful bush, and I bet there's a luscious cunt beneath it," he exclaimed.
"There's only one way to find that out, dear."
Of course he went straight to it, with all the woman's assistance. She parted her thighs for him, but did so slowly so that it would be more of a tease. His hand began stroking the inside of one appealing leg, going up until he reached his real goal, then murmured something that neither one of them could understand. But his fingers got their message across very well, and her thighs opened even more widely.
The couple went back to kissing again, but this time it was in real earnest. Tongues came into play, the male digit working between the female lips, and then the female tongue coyly curling around his.
Down and down they slid until they are fully lying on the makeshift bed. They face each other, their mouths working furiously, his hand plying her cunt until it is gushing wet.
"Let me get your things off," she suggests.
"Yes, darling, do that for me."
Once his shirt is off, then his pants and shorts, her hand goes immediately between their two writhing bodies. Her fingers are agile and eager. She goes right to his hard cock and closes her hand around it.
"This is one beautiful dick," she murmurs. "I can't wait to feel you inside me."
"You shouldn't have to wait, my love."
The time for playful teasing had now come to an end. Alan is all ready with his hard cock dripping with anticipation as the woman lies back and beckons to her lover. Her legs are fully open and they are hanging off the sides of the bed. Her gaping cunt is an easy target.
It is also easy for Alan to get an excellent view of her feminine treasure. His eyes nearly bulging out of his head, he strains to get the best possible view of her innards, as there is little time before she is stuffed full with the grown man's dick.
He can see the reddened gash of her slit, slick with moisture, which has also caused her pussy hairs to glisten. The lips were puffing open now and her passionately swollen clit is clearly visible standing over the top of those two lips. At that stage in his life, this is the closest Alan as ever come to a woman's cunt, and yet his mouth is watering, his prick is throbbing as eagerly to be having the woman as the man down there is himself.
But the man downstairs is the one who will have his way. Hesitating not a moment longer, he climbs on top of her now. Watching from above, Alan is able to see the lovely legs all spread out, her body openly inviting this man to have her as he slips his hips between her thighs.
Alan listens to a loud chorus of gasps and sighs as the man slowly sinks down on her and it is easy, even for a relatively innocent boy to understand that the man's hard cock is penetrating deeply into her love tunnel.
She throws her arms around him and hugs his body tightly to hers. Her knees bend a little, opening herself up even more so the penetration will be as deep as possible. He puts his hand under her shoulders so he can help to support his own weight on top of her. Their kisses are searing ones, their arms are groping even as their bodies become even more tightly entwined.
Until now the pace had been slow and sensuous, but it does not remain that way for very long. In no time at all, they have gone up several steps in speed, as if their own personal computers had suddenly shoved them into high gear. He is riding her like a real master and she is responding to every one of his hard thrusts, with one of equal force.
Her heels are digging in hard to what lies beneath them as she locked her legs over the small of his back, the better to match his every slight change in screwing tempo. They are positively noisy now as they work together, and Alan feels free to throw in some grunts and groans of his own, knowing that they couldn't possibly hear him. Their movements are frantic, and so are his. His hand is pumping at his prick as if his very life depends on it.
The couple is thrashing about so violently now that grain is flying everywhere. Alan is finding it very difficult to keep on watching them below as he is sweating hard and its pouring into his eyes. He know that he can only hold out for a few seconds longer before he has to come, and yet he wants desperately to make it at the same time they do, as if this were to be the final way that he could join in their union.
The boy stops to take a breath, and finds that he has done so just in time. Two more strokes with his own hand, and he is just at the moment when the man is giving one last final lunge, dropping down hard on the woman's body as he grunts like a stuck pigtard and drops his load within her love tunnel. For a few moments her face is pressed to his as they pant together to the last of their glory, and then Alan knows one moment of stark terror.
She is lying back and staring straight upward. If her eyes could actually focus then she would be looking right at the boy. But luckily she is completely out of it and he is able to enjoy the last seconds of his squirting young come.
The twitching and jerking of his body gradually slows, and he rests as the man rests on the woman before he finally rolls away from her and they whisper things, no doubt plans for the time when they will meet next. Alan can hardly Wait and wonders if the man is just as eager. Maybe those people would have to wait days or a week before they could have such fun again, bur for Alan it would only be until another couple should choose the same spot, and this happened with great regularity.
Yes, he had done a great deal of peeking, as well as jerking off in the good old days of his youth, and it was funny that what should have been an infantile kick remained in his memory as a real rocket jolt of pleasure. Could it be like that for him again?
One would think that after years of some pretty heavy fucking, he was going to be bored with doing all that watching. But Alan had a hunch that it was going to be even better this time.
Not only did he have a license to watch just about anyone he pleased among the upper echelons of their planetary society, but the government was providing all the latest equipment, where he would be able to see people going at it in the utmost privacy, some within proper bounds where they would be totally relaxed, and some illicit which would be in its own way quite exciting. Either way, as far as his own kicks were concerned, he couldn't possibly lose!
There was the formality of accepting the position at Security Headquarters, but no one in the history of the New Society had ever turned down an upper echelon assignment, especially one which could in time gain him a seat in the High Council Chambers. Additionally, those in the highest power were constantly looking for people who showed initiative as well as diligence in their duties. He would be expected to bring new techniques and a very high performance rating to his very powerful position.
Once he had made his acceptance speech and taken the oath, there would be a time sector of a week or so before the post was literally his. That time sector was usually awarded as a vacation period, and Alan would normally have taken full advantage of it by hunting himself up a good lay and then fucking her as many times as he could in the time allotted.
But this time period was full of excitement for him just as it was. He decided to save all his spunk for the wonderful days and nights which lay ahead where he would be watching the kind of action every woman on the base was performing and enjoying them all vicariously. Perhaps, later on, he just might decide to sample those wares firsthand.
CHAPTER TWO
Alan's first few days on the job were very busy, but they weren't spent doing anything that would have gotten his rocks off, however stimulating they were otherwise. He was going over all the essential personnel files and familiarizing himself with their backgrounds and their habits so that he would be better equipped to report on what he was observing.
Then, on the third night, at just about the beginning of the sleep period for the off-duty personnel, the real fun began for Alan. For his first surveillance, he selected a pair of single girls, both with high security ratings who were sharing quarters, as well as the same job in a section of support personnel for the High Council.
They were both true beauties, and he had seen them often at various spots around the base. His mind had sometimes wandered to thoughts of fucking either one or the other, but he had never found the opportunity for an introduction. Now he was going to know them intimately before he had even gotten close enough to give them his name.
At first glance that night Alan had the feeling that he wasn't going to be seeing very much. It seemed that they would be spending a quiet night at hime alone, doing girlie things like washing hair and taking care of laundry. If not for the fact that they were very pretty, and most of the other people on his list seemed to be out of the realm of his, he wouldn't have bothered watching them at all.
Well, the least he could say was that it was more fun to watch them than staring at a blank screen. After about thirty minutes things did perk up a little. Then there was some quiet before all hell broke loose over at their place.
Their opening act was to strip down to their silky fine underwear and show him that they both had perfectly conditioned bodies with lots of delicious curves. But all the good parts were still covered and Alan found himself wishing they would get on with it so that he could see what really counted, even though nothing was going on and he really had no right to be watching them at all.
Sure enough, a little while later, they both stepped out of their under things and Alan had a real feast for himself, almost as if he was watching a Venusian striptease on one of the pleasure planets. Very soon he was staring into fluffy triangular mounds beneath their tummies, one dark and the other light, their bouncing breasts and jiggling little asses as they moved about their quarters.
They seemed to be quite relaxed in their naked state, and Alan had to marvel at their excellent educations, no doubt majoring in sexual psychology. It always showed, this natural pride in one's body, and of course, such women made the best lovers. They even took their showers with the bathroom door open, and while Alan could naturally see in there even with the door closed, he was pleased to note that they had no modesty in front of one another. Was there something more to this, he wondered.
He watched them on the long view screen for a while as one of them took a shower alone, which seemed completely normal. But then the second went in and called to the first to "give her a hand," which she obligingly did. This consisted of soaping her all over her back, and then turning to work on the front, which even Alan could see was more a job of fondling her breasts and cunt than doing a simple task of lathering.
Once the soap was rinsed off, their relationship became even more obvious. Now they were openly kissing and feeling each other up, doing so with the complete relaxation which came with familiarity and the belief that no one could possibly know what they were doing.
As far as the entire population knew, security surveillance had been outlawed some years before. This myth had been put forth by the High Council so that their work could be more effective. Now that more and more planets were uniting, with so many of them being former enemies, it was felt that spying for the good of their own society was more essential than ever, but required more secrecy than ever, as well. That was why part of Alan's oath was the statement that he understood his being found out would be cause for an immediate execution.
This of course would make it more difficult for him to approach sexually the people he was observing. He could hardly walk up to one of them and say he had seen their work and wanted to try some of it for himself. No, he would be more careful than he had ever been in his life, and he had to admit that the dangerous aspect of all this was adding tremendously to the sense of excitement about his new job.
He was sure that he was in for a night of watching some lesbian love-making, but neither one of the girls even went so far as to stick a finger in the other's cunt before he heard one of them say that it was getting late and shouldn't they go on out for a bite of dinner at their favorite place. Then they dressed and Alan settled back to pushing more buttons and trying to come up with a few locations which were still in his range.
But why bother, he finally decided. He wouldn't be seeing anything too hot there, and there were observers following the people on his list around in public places anyway. So he selected another couple, male and female this time, and watched them playing quadra-level chess until he was bored to tears.
Finally, the night was saved for him when he received a call that the two ladies had picked up a young warrior and were presently on the way home with him. This could be a breach of security, Alan told himself, and now had an excellent excuse to watch them from the moment that they walked in. After all, the young warrior had not been positively identified.
There was the outside chance that Alan could be wrong about the three of them. They might only be going back to the quarters for some coffee and talk. But his male instincts told him this was doubtful.
He didn't have to wait very long before he found out how right he was. The three of them came in carrying a bottle with them, and they sat in the living room for a while determined to have least half of it empty before they went any further. A short while later they had the smiling young man by both his hands as they led him into their bedroom.
They both teased the man so much that he was hard put which one of them to begin with, and finally they decided that all three of them should strip and get into the bed together. The girl named Jila stated that it was her turn to be fucked first as she had missed out on the last stud they picked up, due to drunkenness, and her roommate, Deale, agreed happily. She was more than willing to lie by their side and watch the two of them go at it while she played with herself.
Alan thought this was very noble of her, and he decided to pay her his own silent tribute by playing with himself to keep her company. He beat his meat with a great deal of pleasure, but found that there was something still to be desired by using the long view cameras. Yes, he could take in the three full bodies as they screwed and played, but he was missing much of the detail that he would have been getting, had he actually been in the room.
A bit of adjusting and a switch to a different angle gave him just what he wanted. Now he could see a close up view of the condition of the girl's nipples as they played with one another or with themselves, and even better than this, the state of the prone girl's cunt when she opened her legs and begged the man to screw her.
She was dark red inside and positively gushing. Alan's mouth watered to be seeing all that feminine juice and he wished that he could just leap into the screen and taste a small sample. But he forced himself to look up and see their faces now, feeling-that he should do his duty, at least for a few moments, listening and watching to see if there were any secrets being passed before they fucked, and knowing that would be the farthest thing from their minds once they did begin to fuck.
It wasn't all that bad watching their faces, at any rate. He could study the half smile of anticipation on the face of Jila as the man climbed into position between her legs, and then the wider, blazing eyes smile as she felt the head of his dick moving in towards home. A moment later and her eyes were half closed with ecstasy, her mouth moaning as the shaft of hard, hot meat moved in and settled down to along, hard ride.
Soon they were going at it so hot and heavy that his speakers and tape registered nothing but moans, groans and sighs. Even the girl working herself over on the sidelines was delirious with her self-induced pleasure, and Alan was so touched by the height of her passion at simply seeing her dear friend receiving all that hot dick that he allowed himself to come just when she did, instead of holding out for heavier action of the hard-fucking couple.
He did have himself another hard-on by the time that the couple was ready to come, but there wasn't enough of a chance for him to come up with a second load himself. Still and all, he was more than satisfied with this first tape and his first session of legalized voyeurism. As he got up for a towel to clean himself off, Alan saw the man dressing and getting ready to leave. There was so little discussion between the three of them that Alan chalked the guy off as nothing more than a dalliance, and sat back down to give the girls a good report.
By rights, he should have scanned some of his other subjects to see if anything was going on at their quarters, but his instincts told him that he might still catch some more action with the girls. True, the man had already dressed and left, but the girls showed no signs of either heading for the showers or putting on any sort of clothing.
Deale turned out to be the more mischievous of the two. As Jila was in the bathroom washing up," she reached around the girl from behind and tweaked one of her tits just enough to make Jila squeal and spread her legs a little. Deale quickly took advantage of this by slipping her hand into that space and reaching inside the other girl's pussylips to take a pinch at her clit this time.
The resulting squeal was even louder and her legs clamped tightly around her roommate's hand, forcing a few fingers up into her cunt. Jila then turned, just as she was, keeping the hand well within her cunt, the fingers twirling, as the two of them made their way like this back into the bedroom. They lay down together on the bed and took up where the man had left off.
Neither one of them was the passive member of this hot little team. It took just seconds before they were squirming around on the bed so that they could get their heads well wedged between one another's gaping thighs. Then they commenced eating each other out and Alan had no choice but to whip his hard dick out of his pants once more.
As they sixty-nined each other, he beat his meat with a vengeance, and when they creamed, so did he. Oh, how good it was to catch all this, to be the audience. How much better would it have been for them if they knew that someone was watching? Alan could only guess.
He listened intently and then heaved a sigh of relief when he noticed that they were finally preparing to get some sleep. Although he had only come two times so far, Alan had done so quite vigorously, and his cock was already feeling rather sore. If he kept on going the way he was, there was a good chance that his prick would be red, bloodied and raw before the first week of his tour was over.
So, once their lights were off and they had fallen asleep to the sounds of computerized slumber tones, Alan turned to other screens and other people, only to find that nothing much was happening there either. Pleased, and very tired, he stopped the recording tapes and filed his report before shutting down the system for the night. There would be no need for his relief to take over. All life tapes were reporting that the subjects were in a deep state of sleep and were not-likely to awaken before their normal rest periods were up.
This was one night that he did not toss and turn restlessly, dreaming of all the women he should have been with, and how many times he should have gotten his rocks off with them. He was dead tired, but the happy, satisfied kind of tired that had him sleeping soundly in just a few seconds, and with no help from slumber tones or any other device.
CHAPTER THREE
Alan was full of ambition and a strong sense of duty when he awoke the next day. Refreshed after two exhilarating comes, he told himself that he must be more diligent this time and pay attention to all of his subjects, whether they happened to be fucking or not. After all, there was more to this surveillance business than recording what kind and how much sex they all enjoyed.
There were several hours before he had to report, and Alan decided to spend them healthfully. He went over to the health island in his jet car, played several sets of robotized tennis with the fastest on the base, then had himself practically pummeled to death in the massage room before a shower and a steam of ionized vitamins. After a quick run back to his quarters and a change of clothes, he was sure that he would be able to spend this evening in the best interest of his duties.
He didn't imagine that there would be much action going on with the girls. Their files showed that they would both be working later that night, and he was sure that they would want to go straight to sleep after that.
But once again, Alan was in for a surprise when it came to those two. He did watch another couple making it for some long time, and put in a report that they were into some irregular pastimes, like anti-council fantasies which involved the man pretending that he was a certain minister while the woman beat his naked ass with a fine laser whip which left stinging slashes that burned for several seconds before disappearing into the skin.
That couple bore watching, but not for much longer on this occasion. It seemed that the Whipping, during which the man beat his meat, and then took his hard-on to fuck the woman with once the beating was over, was a great deal more grueling for the two of them than the average session. After just one time around both of them were so exhausted that they quickly fell asleep.
It was still reasonably early in the evening and he just happened to pass the bedroom of the two girls as he was searching around for other subjects. Once he saw what had already begun there, there was no way that Alan was going to tune them out until he had watched the glorious conclusion.
Just at the moment that he tuned in, the two girls were with another single male. Alan had to draw the conclusion that they preferred this to making it an even foursome or going off alone as singular couples. He made a note of this detail and then went back to watching.
This time it was an older man, and the face seemed familiar enough to Alan for him to go through personnel records and find that he was a minister from the Planet Ratlistar, a new member of their union and supposedly having a very conservative culture which believed that sex was only a conjugal duty and for the purpose of continuing the race. But it certainly didn't appear to Alan that this was what Minister Radjar had come to visit the two girls for.
The two girls stripped first and then they got down on their knees to help the man do the same. There was some discussion about just what they were going to do, but Deale said that Jila had not been a very good girl lately, and deserved to be severely dealt with.
"Some discipline on her bottom might be just the thing," the man suggested.
"Oh, no, not that," Jila cried. "I don't like anything to be done to my ass."
"That's just why we're going to do it," Deale said with a laugh. "You should have the good sense to keep quiet about it."
A minute later Deale and the minister were leading a crying young woman into the bedroom where they made her stand and face the edge of the bed, then bend over and spread her legs. Then a light spanking was administered by both the man and the woman, causing Jila to cry even more, and the cheeks of her ass to jiggle in a most enticing manner. They were nicely pink, too, and Alan thought to himself that if the minister was only half a man, he would take full advantage of such an appetizing sight.
He proved to be much more than half a man, as Alan soon saw. A huge cock, stiff and dripping sprang into view and the minister commanded that Deale bring in a jar of special ointment, known for its great lubrication, but non-greasy powers.
Meanwhile Radjar pried open the cheeks of the other girl's ass and admired her tiny, puckered brown hole. It was certainly going to be a very tight fit, which was just the way he liked it. Deale came back to administer the ointment just as he was rubbing the tip of his finger all up and down the crack, and then around the outer ring of her ass-hole, both to tease the girl and to accustom himself to the silky feel of her.
Now he took his hands out of the way and allowed Deale the pleasure of greasing up that very same crack, and then pushing a long finger all covered with ointment so deeply into Jila's rectum that the girl was heard to squeal loudly and seen trying to squirm away from her. But there was no place for her to go. Radjar was right there to stick two fingers up her cunt and push her way back again.
With both hands working on both holes, no matter how much Jila might have been thinking about making a further protest, her own rising passion soon talked her out of it. She moved along with those hands squirming her body more tightly down on them, and soon she was moaning like crazy.
"There never was a better time," Deale told the man. "Go ahead and screw her bottom. I'll be right here to help you."
"Don't I get a choice in the matter?" Jila chimed in.
"You know you want this now, so why don't you just relax and enjoy it, honey. Why, I almost wish it was me," Deale told her as she twirled her finger around her ass some more. "If this is a form of punishment, then I just might start being a bad girl myself."
Radjar now put an end to the conversation by taking his hand out of Jila's cunt and moving into position behind the girl. Deale took his signal immediately and moved to the side, but still stayed close enough so that she could pry Jila's ass-cheeks apart with her own hands and hold them that way until the man could close in tightly behind her. For a few seconds Alan saw that brown hole all sparkling with ointment, and then it was hidden from him once more as the man began to push forward with the crimson knob of his rampant prick.
Alan adjusted four different cameras so that he was able to watch her ass being penetrated from several angles. His eyes opened wide and he pushed his chair smack in front of the split screen. Now he was able to watch with rapt attention as Radjar closed in for the kill. Alan stared hard as he moved slowly forward, his face sweating from the exertion of holding back on more force than he really cared to.
"Uhhhhnnnn!! ! ! ! " Jila grunted as the blunt head forced its way past her tight anal ring, and she almost bolted.
"Don't you move," Deale warned, but she could not see that Jila was paying no attention to her words.
She would have to take action instead. Deale closed in from the front now, taking a firm grip on one of Jila's hips with one hand, and jamming three fingers of the other, straight up her twat. The girl was now crammed fore and aft, and there was nowhere for her to run.
While Deale held her from the front in this delicious manner, Radjar had to proceed with the rear invasion on his own. His fingers dug into her buns and tugged at the same moment that he shoved forward with all his might. Jila sobbed and bent down lower so that he could get deeper up her ass while she laid her head against Deale's chest and put her mouth to the nearest breast. Maybe to ease her discomfort, and maybe because she was getting so incredibly hot, Jila began to suck like crazy.
The other woman reached out and mauled the breasts that were laying against her hand as she continued to frig her cunt, all to the tune of the man's steady stroking from behind. With all the stimulation that Jila's body was getting, it wasn't long before she was pushing back to meet the thrusting cock, then hunching forward to meet the twirling fingers in her cunt.
Jila could only take so much of this before she lost all control of herself. Her body began to buck and heave wildly, causing her partners to work a little more carefully in case they should lose their hold on her. Deale was able to take over control in front, but Radjar did not have such an easy time of it. He was too far gone to have much control over his own body, much less the girl's.
In a short while his knees turned to jelly and he slumped over the back of his body as he let his cock and balls do the rest of his work for him. A few seconds more and he fell in a dead heap on top of her as his prick exploded and gushed a very heavy wad deeply in her bowels. Then the three of them fell back on the bed, their bodies still tangled together, and there was a great deal of kissing and hugging the girl who was still sandwiched in the middle.
Alan was suddenly drawn back to his own world when he realized that his lap was wet. He had become so quickly engrossed in what the three of them were doing that he had grown a hard-on, become tremendously excited, and shot his wad, all without so much as pulling down the zipper of his fly.
The screen went dark just then. There was a malfunction that only engineering control would be able to correct, and while Alan took the time to clean up before anyone could come in to check his console and see his condition, he began thinking that exciting as it was to watch them on the screens, he would be even more turned on if he could just get in a little closer and make it more like real life to him.
But even approaching that area, since he was not a close surveillance officer, could be interpreted as a breach of his code. Was it worth the risk?
After two more nights of watching the passionate twosome making it with each other, as well as various studs, Alan could no longer stand it. He promised himself that he would get no closer than was absolutely necessary, just a quick peek into their windows under a heavy disguise, and that would be enough for him. He was positive that he would have no trouble controlling himself, or getting away quickly and safely.
The residence they were staying at was one of those plush two-story jobs, with small landing decks alongside each section for jet-cars. Since they were only temporary residents, neither one of them had bought a jet-car, and the deck was unoccupied.
Alan dressed in his cover gear of opaque black with hood, which could not be detected in normal light or infra-red, then took the long way across town with his own body power pack, instead of using his own car, which might have been followed. This, he thought with a small chuckle to himself, was one of the fringe benefits that the service probably never even thought of. Their fine training of him was helping him to beat their own surveillance.
Even the reports coming in from the field people were helping him right up until the last minute. They stated that one of the girls was out on an assignment, Jila, and Deale was home alone, supposedly feeling a but under the weather.
With all the expertise that his field training had taught him, Alan was able to land on her deck, right beside her bedroom window and without her knowing anything about it. He wasn't close enough to get the perfect view without adjusting the telescopic lens of his face visor, but at least he was close enough to hear any sounds she might make since the window was open,-and see her large enough to be almost in the room.
She had just taken a bath and stood in front of a large mirror with only a towel draped around her waist as she dried and styled her hair with an assortment of appliances. This view now was even better than the one he had on the close-up screen.
What a great body on this one! A gorgeous pair of breasts, round and full, beautifully upturned as she reached to put some curls in her hair. Her waist was slim and her hips just wide enough to be sensuously curved. Alan watched the rippling of her well exercised back muscles as she worked at the back of her neck, and saw that she worked hard to keep herself fit and trim.
Now she finished drying her hair and then brushed her curls through so that they had a lustrous, natural look. Deale put her power brush down and turned, almost facing the window. Alan had not expected that move, and he nearly lost his balance as she casually whipped the towel from her body and dropped it on the floor, giving him now a full length front view of her succulent nakedness.
Her thighs were a little plumper than he had thought at first, but still beautiful, and her cunt hairs made a much fluffier mound than they did on camera. As she walked over to the bed, her breasts were swaying beautifully, and Alan's palms sweated because he wanted so much to touch them.
Oh, how beautiful she was, and so close. With just a little spurt from his power pack he could have reached right into that window and grabbed a nipple for himself. He was sorely tempted to do so, and only the risk to his very life kept him from it.
Just then she went to the drawer and took out a nightie to pull over her head, but she needn't have bothered if she thought it was going to cover much of her nakedness. It was sheer, black and styled in a very short manner, giving just the illusion of being a covering. When she got into bed, it lifted to give him another delicious view of the backs of her thighs and then the twin globes of her bottom.
She began leafing through a magazine, and Alan thought that he might be in for a disappointing night, after all the trouble he had gone through. But she soon became bored with what she was looking at, and appeared to be getting restless as well. She got out of bed once more and went back to the stand in front of the mirror. There she lifted both breasts, appearing to be examining their image, and she flicked one of the nipples with the very tip of her finger. Alan was glad that she did it. Both of her nipples were dark and standing out stiffly now.
She turned from the mirror and then put her hand right up against her crotch and then kept it between her thighs as she walked around the room, trying to tease herself just a little with the side of her hand while she paced, as if she was trying to make up her mind whether she would masturbate or not. Meanwhile Alan was able to see every facet of her succulent body in motion, the sway of her hips, the gentle bounce of her breasts, the jiggle of her buns, and the way she continually clenched and unclenched her thighs against her hand. Deale came back and stopped near the bed, looking down at it hesitantly, one hand slowly stroking between her legs. Alan knew she was trying to tell herself that she shouldn't bother with the masturbation, should ignore the call of her own body since she had no one in the room to tend it for her. But her heat was just too much for her to ignore.
"Oh, why not!" he heard her exclaim as she darted across the room and then locked the bedroom door so that Jila would not find her doing this thing that she might have ridiculed her for.
Satisfied now that she had nothing to fear, Deale ran back and knelt up on the bed. She was so close to him now that he could see everything quite easily, including the aroused state of her nipples and the way that her cunt was already juicing.
Her nipples were blood red now, stiff as needles, and Alan's mouth watered to be sucking at them.
Her knees parted widely then, and looking up from the best angle of vision, Alan could see her wet pussylips puffing open with desire.
Two fingers spread those lips wide, exposing the steadily swelling clitoris, and this she stroked with the tip of her middle finger for a while. Alan could hear her catch her breath as she began to finger fuck herself good and hard. He could only stand and watch as she knelt there, just a few feet away, panting so heavily as she rubbed herself to a state of erotic frenzy.
But she was not content with this for very long. She looked around the room in desperation, and suddenly leaped at an exercise bicycle that was standing in the corner. Placing her hairbrush on the seat, so that the bristles would be rubbing into her crotch once she got on, Deale flipped the switch into high gear and then gingerly lowered herself onto it.
By balancing herself carefully, she was able to get just the friction she needed to her clit and slit without doing any real harm. With her cunt rubbing against the bristles everywhere that it counted, she rode the bicycle furiously, every inch of her body working like crazy towards that insane moment when she would have a greater, kinkier orgasm than she had ever known before.
Deale was gasping and screaming alternately now, the sounds being forced out of her body by the wildly gyrating machine. Her hair was damp and all over her face, her breasts heaving so hard that they threatened to hit her in the chin. If Alan had control of his hands he would have turned on his power pack and slammed right in through that window. There wasn't even a zipper in front of his suit. His prick was raging hard, she was going insane, and there was nothing, absolutely nothing he could do about it.
Inwardly screaming with frustration, Alan's eyes were glued to the window as he watched the horny woman rapidly approaching her climax. Her eyes were closed beneath her sopping hair and her head was thrown all the way back on her neck. She gripped the handle bars of the bicycle so tightly that her knuckles were white.
Suddenly she yelled bloody murder and literally fell from the bike, rolling all over the floor with her hand rubbing feverishly between her legs. She screamed some more, babbled something and then her ass raised way up in the air. Deale was gushing cream all over the place and Alan almost joined her. Indeed, he would have, if there had been room enough in his suit for his cock to straighten out.
Deale rolled and spilled all over the floor for some time, until her body shook with several heavy sighs and she finally relaxed. Alan watched as her breathing gradually returned to a normal look. Then she picked herself up awkwardly from the floor and went back into the bathroom for a second shower.
Alan waited until the very last moment, thinking that there might be a chance for her to go a second round. But he was wrong. She came out naked from the shower, took the brush off the bike and washed off all the evidence, then climbed naked into bed where she promptly fell asleep.
That was it for the night, and when he glanced at his watch, Alan realized that he had better beat it out of there. He had the tapes running all the time he was away from his post, and thought this was safe as it seemed to be a quiet night. Now he had better head back and make sure that no dramatic changes had occurred which would have warranted his calling in a senior officer immediately.
How in the Great Galaxy Command would he possibly be able to get around something like that? Alan knew that he should have thought of this before he ever left Base Command, but it was much too late for any of that now. All he could do was get back there as quickly as possible. He blasted off without another second of hesitation and was back to Base in a flash.
Quickly scanning several tapes at the same time, Alan heaved back in his chair and breathed deeply. Nothing much more than a marital squabble, a family visit, and some late night studying had occurred. He had gotten away with it, but there was no telling if he ever could again.
Leaving his post was living more dangerously than even his tastes for the dramatic could handle. From now on he would have to confine his working hours for looking only, and see what he could do about some close-up spying, on a safe level, during his off-duty hours.
He was quite nervous during the rest of that evening, suddenly remembering there was every chance he was being watched by his superior officers during a period of probation that he had not been notified about. Any staff which could have the kind of set-up that Alan was running could be expected to do all sorts of sneaky things.
Well, what was done was done. He couldn't change it, and it was best to look on to ways that he could get his performance record up at the top of the sheet now.
Alan went through the rest of the week doing just what he was supposed to, with a little masturbation on the side, of course. He worked damn hard, and when his three day rest period came around, he had to admit that he was looking forward to it. Lately his mind had been filled with nothing but sex, and for the first time in his adult life, Alan was feeling that he needed some time away from it.
He decided on a long trek in the wilderness, with some time for solitary fishing, something men of his generation didn't do too much of lately. But he still held some land that had been in his family for generations, back to his great grandfather who was one of the pioneers of this planet. The lake on it had been stocked regularly with the latest selection of sport fish from several planets over, and they had thrived there. Alan supposed it was time he saw if they were any good at their purpose.
Someone should be making use of property, he thought. It was a choice piece and intended for a family retreat. So far he had no family to retreat there with, and his father, a staunch conservative, would have been very disappointed if he were alive to know.
Alan took an airboat out and went all around the lake before he settled on a likely spot for fishing. Several nibbled at his hook, but he didn't have the heart to take them out of the water. They were beautiful specimens, the sort that many wealthy people on drier planets imported for their garden pools, and he decided to let them live and go on being beautiful just a little longer.
He pulled the boat over near the shore and decided on a walk in the woods instead. Alan was soon deep in thought, trying to convince himself that he had better start looking for a steady lover before this voyeurism thing got out of hand, when a movement over in the stand of trees nearest to him.
The property was clearly posted, and they would have had to sabotage at least one of the laser beams in order to be where they are now. It just could be that there were some criminal activities going on on his own property, so maybe it was a good thing he had decided to come out here after all.
Walking stealthily now, with his laser pistol charged and at the ready, Alan moved in a little closer and first discovered a woman lying down on the grass. She must have been fully dressed at one time, judging from the pile of clothing lying nearby but she was wearing very little now. Another foot closer and he saw that there was a man lying there with her, and he wasn't wearing very much either.
Matter of fact, they were both down to their underwear and smack in the middle of a heavy petting session which seemed to be now leading to bigger and better things. Alan saw the man's hand drop to her thighs, stroke up to where they met and then press at her plump little mound. There was no hesitancy on the part of the woman as she opened her legs to admit his hand. In fact, she wriggled deliciously as he rubbed his palm all over her there.
This woman was certainly not being attacked against her will. Alan watched with awe as she pulled the shoulder straps of her bra down to bare her breasts for him, then rolled on her back in the grass as he crouched above her and began nursing at her nipples.
His massaging hand slid down over her trembling little belly, then tickled its way under the waistband of her panties. Alan was close enough to even see the movement under the material as his fingers went into her gash and he began to frig her.
"Not like this. It's too conventional," he heard her say to her lover. "Why don't we do it standing up?"
Hand in hand they walked over to a huge boulder where the woman kicked her panties completely off. Then they kissed once more, with far greater passion before the woman turned her back to her lover, then bent over to rest her hands on the rock. She spread her legs out wide in the grass, braced herself firmly and stuck out her beautiful bottom, then tilted it even more so that her cunt was now fully accessible to him, even at this angle.
The man dropped his shorts and showed that he had a long, very thick stalk. He gave it a few quick tugs just to make sure that he was at the peak of his battle ready condition, then wasted no further time in taking his woman by the hips and pushing his cock as deeply into her cunt as it could go, which happened to be all the way to his balls.
Alan could tell that this was not the first time for them. The woman moved very well with him, keeping herself well balanced on her toes, and making some smooth, well-coordinated motions with the guy for a reasonably long time. But she must have been needing this fuck very badly, as it was not much longer before her knees buckled and her position went a little limp. Alan saw her jerking as the man held her up with his arms as well as his stiff dick, holding her firmly until she had shuddered out the last precious drop of her orgasm.
Then her legs straightened again and she remained bent over so that he could begin stroking her once more, taking his own sweet time with it before he began picking up speed as his own situation became desperate. Holding her like an animal during the rutting season, he rammed his prick savagely in and out of her a few more times, then leaned way over her back, telling Alan that he had humped his last, and was now filling her cavity with his spunk.
As the man pulled his slimy weapon out of her and they began searching for their clothing, Alan backed his way out of the bushes and went back along the shore to where his boat was standing. Why make his presence known and spoil this idyllic time for them? They didn't seem to want much more of Alan's property than a place to be alone for relieving their passions, and he well understood how desperate people could get. He would check later to make sure that the barriers were operating once more, and once back in town he would see to something that couldn't be so easily broken. But at least he had been noble enough to allow them this one last time.
He took the boat a little past where the couple was no doubt dressing now, deliberately making a lot of noise so that they would understand that they had better be leaving now. But he did not spot any method of transportation and searched on a little longer, curious about this.
A boat was finally found, and another couple in it, seemingly waiting for the first couple to get back. But they must have gotten impatient and a little bored, because just as Alan was pulling up a little to the side of them, they crouched over the far side of the boat, and the man dropped his pants. The woman immediately pulled his dick out of his shorts and went to working at it vigorously with one hand. In the other she held her scarf, ready to catch the gusher as it flowed.
They were obviously in a hurry, wanting to get it over with before the other couple returned, and this man seemed to be willing to get his rocks off in even this simple way, which to him might have been better than nothing. But at the last minute the girl gave him a surprise treat. She brought him all the way to the very brink of his come, and then dipped her head down to catch the very first drops of his come with her mouth, and the heavier flow that came after that.
She sucked at him so deeply that the knob of his prick must have been hitting at the back of her throat, judging from the way she was gasping and gurgling as his juice flowed down there. Her fingers were curled tightly around the base of his prick so that she was masturbating him at the same time, literally milking the cream from his body.
"Hey, Jason! If you have your pants down you better get them up," came a call from the distance as the first couple that Alan had been watching tramped through the bushes and up to the boat.
"Give me five seconds," Jason yelled back as he hastily stood and began pulling himself together.
Alan was feeling jealous, and angry now, feeling that everyone was getting their goodies on his property, except himself. He gunned his motor to the sound of a loud roar and got everyone's red faced attention, all at the same time.
"Now hear this," he shouted. "You people have been fucking on posted property. I'll give you ten seconds to get out of here or I'll have you all working on a detention planet before the month is out. You know the law. Now beat it or else."
It was sad that more people could not own private property these days. Even on these outpost planets land was getting very scarce, and only the very rich, or those with titles of inheritance could be lucky enough. But Alan was in no mood to feel sorry for them. They could easily do their screwing back in town in their own quarters for all he cared. If anyone was going to do it under that sparkling blue sky, on a bed of delicate blue grass, then it was going to be Alan himself.
The second day was peaceful enough, and he spent most of it with a sketchpad and charcoals, trying to pick up on a hobby that he had forgotten about years before. But by the third, he was just too restless, to unconsciously frustrated to spend any more time out in the country.
Alan headed back to the city and tried to put his mind to a stack of books he had promised himself he would read someday. But that didn't work either. Not one in the stack was able to hold his attention for more than a minute at a time.
None of this was getting him anywhere, Alan decided. There was just no use in trying to hide from himself. The plain truth of his present unhappiness was that looking, watching others screwing was so stimulating that it was no longer enough for him. He needed sex now more than he had ever needed it in his life, and the more he watched others, the greater his hunger became.
The supposed outlet of his, the job of watching others so that he wouldn't need to get involved with a woman of his own, simply wasn't working for him. In fact, it had a reverse action. He felt like a man who had spent too much time on a detention planet in which no women were included. Suddenly he was starving for the taste, the feel, the grip of a cunt on his hot dick, and if he didn't get it soon, Alan was afraid that he was going to lose his sanity.
He didn't sleep a wink that night, tossing and turning and finding it very difficult to get comfortable since his erection was huge. This condition got even worse when he had to watch an orgy being given in the house of one of the High
Council Ministers, who, rumor had it, was going to be disbarred anyway, and seemed to feel he might as well have a good time for himself while he was still in palace residence.
Alan became so furious that he slammed his hand down hard on the console, so hard that he knocked out the switches for several of the monitors and had to have maintenance come in. As he paced the floor waiting for them to make the necessary repairs, Alan knew that he had created a much worse problem for himself than he had before he took his promotion.
Now, not only did he need to watch others, and enjoy those thrills very much, but he needed his own woman on top of that. Sex was rapidly taking over his entire life, and there was not telling when this rapidly growing urge world would reach its peak.
CHAPTER FOUR
As the days went by, and Alan continued to find the strength to apply his will to his work, he gradually came to know what he must do, and what chances he must take in order to accomplish it. But first he would try to do things the right way, the clean way, and this meant finding himself a girl.
The hours he was working didn't leave much time for browsing around the planet, and there weren't too many of the right sort of spots for picking up girls, to begin with. He told himself that he could wait until his next vacation period, but his prick didn't seem to be listening. More and more as he watched his scanners, Alan found himself with a raging hard-on that just wouldn't quit, no matter what he did.
Moreover, as the nights passed, the people under his surveillance all seemed to be showing the strain of the current work period by taking out all their pent-up tensions with really frenzied sex. It was just too much for Alan to take, and he asked for a night off so that he could tend to some personal business that was quite pressing, as he explained.
He didn't tell them what the pressing business was, and gratefully, he did not volunteer. Alan wasted no time in making for the first swinging singles planet that he picked up on the charts. It had a reputation for being the hang-out of some of the most beautiful, wildest girls in the galaxy.
Whether it was the strength of his own passion, his good looks, or their own raunchy state, Alan never knew as he did not take the time to find out. He simply latched on the first girl who said she was willing and took her back to the base to spend a few days and nights with him.
Naturally, he could not tell her what kind of work he was in, but she didn't seem to care. He wanted to be cool with her, but he had to get back to work for that night before they could have their time together, and he installed her in his apartment, promising a late meal and a close encounter of the most sophisticated kind.
It simply could not work out that way. That night
Alan saw sights on his scanners that made his blood boil, and when his duty assignment was over, he just couldn't get home fast enough.
Talis, however, was still in the mood to be cool and take things slowly. She was a little bit of a tease, as only a stunning redhead could afford to be, and figured that she would get him good and raunchy before she finally consented to screw with him. Little did she know that Alan was raging hard, hot and desperately raunchy before he even walked through the door.
Alan dropped his clothing in the outer hallway and walked quickly to the bedroom. He had asked Talis to wait up for him, but there she was lying on the far side of the bed, supposedly sound asleep. She was wearing something sheer and filmy, that new fabric from the planet Tara, which gave off tiny tinkling bells when she moved, like so many little wind chimes.
The covers were down to her waist and Alan could see that she possessed a magnificent pair of breasts, which he had only guessed at when he saw her dressed at the bar. They stood up firmly from the position she was lying in, the large aureoles and nipples clearly seen through the filmy fabric.
On impulse, he pulled the covers down and gazed at her with growing passion. The gown was tucked up around her hips, leaving her long, lovely thighs naked to his hot gaze. She was so deliciously inviting that he could hardly contain himself.
Talis stirred in her supposed sleep just then, and her legs parted. He was suddenly looking at the full display of her red gash, and full lips of it looking so warm and inviting. He remembered how beautiful it was to lay with a woman, his prick buried deeply into her soft, wet slit, slamming in and out of there until at last he would be flooding that tunnel with his juice. The woman would wriggle and bump wildly beneath him, and thank him profusely for what he had done for her when it was all over. The thought of it was just too much for him to bother with the preliminaries.
Without even thinking about what he was doing, Alan pulled her legs wide open and climbed on top of her. He could feel the heat of her soft cunt against his throbbing knob and he senselessly battered himself against that opening, expecting that she would awaken and help him inside at any moment.
Talis did awaken just then, but she was hardly all smiles about it.
"What do you thing you're doing, raping me?" she yelled. "The least you can do is give a lady some choice in the matter."
Alan immediately lost his erection, but he saw that she wasn't nearly as angry as she appeared to be. Wisely, he suggested a couple of drinks and a little talk, which she somberly agreed to.
"You were just so beautiful lying there that I couldn't help myself," he explained. "Look, you're up now, and we both know why you're here. I'll play it any way you want now, just as long as I get to play."
His softer, almost pleading tone seemed to appeal to the girl, as a big smile played across her lips and she thought for a second.
"You did say play, didn't you?"
"Sure did, baby."
"Then how about a fantasy game?"
"Sounds like fun. I'm willing to try anything that included getting the use of your beautiful body."
"Okay, supposing that I be a socializer, of the very highest order, of course, and you can be my client. Go out and get dressed in something tacky. Then knock on the bedroom door and we'll start all over again."
Alan went out and did as she suggested. He had never been with a socializer in his life, never paid for a woman even when he was a youngster, so his little fantasy appealed to him very much. From the back of his closet he selected a suit that he had not worn in years, something he used for puttering around his country property. Then he slicked down his hair in a silly style, put on some glasses he found in the back of the drawer, and knocked on his own bedroom door.
"Yes, what is it?" she answered from inside.
"I've come on some very important business."
"Do you have an appointment?"
"No, I don't but I assure you, this is most urgent. The problem you'll have to deal with is quite a hard one."
"In that case, you had better come in right away."
Alan opened the door and the tall, inscious young woman came toward him, walking on high heels that she had stepping into, and wearing a negligee of the same tinkling fabric over he gown. She looked every inch the part that she was playing, right down to the sneering expression and Alan's cock rose to a new hardness that was even more throbbing than before.
Playing it this way meant that he didn't even have to pretend to be emotionally involved and this made it much easier for Alan to get into. It was almost like one of the shows he had recently watched on his scanner, a noted government attorney who preferred a string of prostitutes to his own wife, and could afford the very best of them. Now Alan was that attorney and she was the very pick of the selection.
She would have been something special no matter what she did. As it happened she was a bacterial scientist, but right now she was the essence of what a female socializer should be. For one thing, she was far more beautiful than most of the women he had ever seen, both in body and in face. Her skin was a creamy shade, and her nipples the kind of red that made a man's mouth water. All this above a pubic thatch of silky curling hairs, so fluffy that a man could tell her sex was aroused beneath it, all just faintly visible to him beneath what she was wearing, made her more alluring than if she had been stark naked.
"Is this what will solve your problem?" she slyly asked as she twirled around the room and struck several obscene poses.
"It certainly is, and as quickly as possible, please."
"Then come with me, you handsome stud."
Talis took his hand, kissed him briefly but hard on the lips, and then led him to the proximity of the bed. She was coming on like a hooker, all right, but very high class indeed, and Alan felt as shy, as ragingly hard as if it was his very first time with a woman.
Talis stripped slowly, using all sorts of exotic gestures that she seemed like the most feminine creature in the Galaxy. She twirled around as she slipped out of the negligee, and then did the same with the nightgown, while Alan's eyes grew wider by the moment.
Then she took a really big turn, and he was treated to the full, devastating view of her creamy breasts, full-blown and uptilting, her soft, flat belly, then the sloping hips which tapered down to her well shaped thighs. Then there was her beautiful twat, and Alan felt himself going a little weak.
He was glad that she had thought of this little game, as it brought him closer to the ones he had been playing with himself, making the change from images to warm flesh a very easy one for him.
"Hurry and get out of your things, lover. I want you fully naked when you make love to me," she said.
Once again he felt instant shyness, just as a young boy would, and he found that his hands were fumbling as he stepped out of his clothes. Talis came over to help, touching and kissing him in several tantalizing places as she did so.
In very little time, naked, and with his hard prick throbbing mightily before him, full almost to the bursting point, Alan held her close, rubbing his dripping head across her soft belly. She allowed him to hold her just like that for a few enticing moments, and Alan was treated to the full effect of her fat, sharp nipples grazing across his chest. Talis kissed him some more and then she pulled back her head to look at him.
"Sure you wouldn't like to take your credits elsewhere?"
"Never been more sure of anything. You're the best little hooker that credits can buy."
"Good, then as long as you appreciate me so much, I just may decide to give you this one on the house. But you have to promise me that you'll fuck me hard and long for my trouble."
"That won't be a promise that's easy to keep unless we get on with it. I never wanted a women more than I want you right now."
"I feel the same way. I'm in an especially sexy mood, and from the looks of that beautiful dick, I'd say that you will well be able to satisfy me."
Alan reached out to play with her breasts and she pressed her own hands over his as a suggestion that he play a little harder. He felt her nipples growing longer against his palms, then he bent his head down to take a few long licks at the valley between those two appetizing globes.
"Don't tease. Really kiss them, darling," she said with a little sigh.
Talis settled back on the bed and drew Alan down with her. She lay still, without speaking, her arms down at her sides while he kissed and tongued her breasts until both of them were slick with his spit.
Her nipples were really erect and hot, the red of them had turned to a deeper shade, and Alan paused to admire them.
After that he began to caress her stomach and she took his hand to guide it lower down, finally letting it rest on the crisp hairs of her pubic mound, then "moved it even lower on to the inside of her thighs, coaxing them open. His hand slipped between the fragrant heat of them, and she immediately pressed his hand up again so that it would be right there at the center of her feminine attraction.
"Hey, you weren't kidding when you said you were hot, lady. You are positively steaming down there."
"There's no way I can hide it from you now. I only meant to tease you earlier tonight. But now that we're this far, you can see that I'm one socializer who really loves her work."
"You'll still have to prove that to me, lady."
"I will, will I?' Okay, then. You climb aboard and I will do just that. Hang on to your balls, because this is going to be one wild ride."
Alan went right to it. He took his hand away from her slit, which was gushing by this time, then lowered his body down on top of her, his prick gliding easily along the slippery channel and right inside.
He was only halfway into her when he took a few quick wiggles around in a circle and caused her to gasp with great pleasure as he hit at all the sensitive portions of the sides of her vaginal barrel. She wrapped her arms tightly around him, pulling him more deeply into her, until he was forced against her right up to his short hairs.
Alan felt her body shaking with wild passion beneath him, her breath hissing in his ear as she begged him to fuck her as hard as he could. He looked down at her stunning face, her eyes tightly closed and her cheeks flushed over her pouting lips. Certainly she had to be the most gorgeous creature he had ever screwed. He took several deep breaths and was ready to fuck her so long and hard that she would beg for mercy.
But he was in for something of a surprise from her. Before he had given her more than half a dozen strokes, she was creaming all over the place, shaking so much that he had to lie motionless on top of her, holding her down on the bed with his arms as well as his knees so that he wouldn't be unseated. Then he gave her a few more hard jabs, to help her along with it, and waited until she opened her eyes, then showed him a happy, relaxed smile.
Alan however, was not smiling. He didn't know this woman well at all, and he was afraid that now she had her orgasm, she wouldn't give a damn whether he got one for himself or not.
"Is this the end of it?" he asked anxiously.
"Are you kidding? One come like this is just the beginning for me. It's just gotten me all warmed up, and now I'm raring to go."
"That's just what I wanted to hear," he announced, and now he attacked her with greater vigor than before.
Holding that delicious body as close to himself as he could without actually crushing her, his chest rolling all over her heaving breasts, Alan fucked her with a vengeance, making each stroke count for all the times he had watched others getting their goodies inside a woman while he had only his own hand.
He slid and grooved in there easily, making all sorts of turns and humps on a slick bed of her own juices, but wishing that she would cooperate just a little more. Then, just as he was settling down to a steady tempo, determined to make it last as long as possible, she began bucking and heaving, wriggling and writhing crazily beneath him once more, and making it rough for him to concentrate, but oh, so easy to enjoy.
She was whimpering in his ear, her legs locked and rocking around his body, her wet mouth clinging to his, and a few moments later she came once more. There was no way she could be making all of this up. She was far too wet and too wild to be anything but real. Talis was steaming hot, her cunt nipping the sides of his prick with its tight contractions.
Alan didn't miss a stroke as she came this time, but went right on with his furious humping, somehow sensing that she had a come or two to go before he finally had no choice but to get his own gun off. It didn't seem that it would happen soon, though. Alan was feeling positively omnipotent and he thought that he could go on just as he was forever.
"More, darling," she croaked in his ear. "Give me everything you've got. I just love the way you fuck me.
"How much more can you take?"
"As mush as you can give me. Oh, I can't believe it! I think I'm going to come again."
All Alan heard after that was her moaning and her heavy breathing in his ear. Her body was working in an insane manner, seemingly out of her control as he thrust up to meet his every stroke, kicking at his back, clawing at his neck and shoulders.
Once more heavy tremors shook Talis's body, and this time it was too much for Alan to remain uninvolved. Her spasms were so tight and wild around his prick that he had no choice but to join her, thrilling to her additional jerks at his shaft as it exploded, twisted and jerked on its own, pumping steaming spunk well within her channel.
For those precious moments he was riding high, his head in the stratosphere, all frustration and unhappiness totally forgotten. This woman was a sensational lay, he had chosen well, and now his orgasm was topping off a night of absolute perfection. What would come after this almost didn't matter now, and he didn't even want to think about it.
Talis smiled and stretched beautifully beneath him, gently pushing him off to the side so that she could get her breathing back to normal. She seemed a little tired, but nowhere finished for the night.
"I certainly am glad you picked me up love," she told him. "If you think you can drive me just crazy in a little while, I don't mind telling you that I would love a repeat performance."
"Just give me a little time to recharge my cells," he told her. "After that there's nothing I would like better."
They took turns cleaning up in the bathroom and Alan was already thinking about arranging to keep her on a permanent basis. It would certainly help to stay in line where his job was concerned, and she was sensational enough for any man to want around, even if he didn't have a special reason.
He waited for her back in the bedroom after having made a detour to the kitchen for some brandy and a couple of glasses. When she came back into the room he discovered that she had thrown the negligee on and nothing else. It was open all the way, really gracing her arms and shoulders, but nothing else, and making her look devastatingly enticing.
It was a pleasure all in itself to watch the sway and jiggle of those magnificent tits as she leaned over to pour the drinks for both of them, the way they lifted and became taut as she raised her arm to hand him a glass. True, he knew that she was making all those moves to further entice him, but the knowledge did not make the gestures any less effective.
Before he had half finished the drink, his prick was alreay on its way to another hard-on. Talis looked down, smiled that sultry smile of hers and pulled off the negligee before she came to him and sat right down on his lap. Immediately she began to rub her cute little ass all over his cock and balls, so it was only seconds before his prick was standing straight up against his belly, and leaning forward as a threat to jab up her ass.
"Why do I have this idea that you're ready to fuck me again?" she asked with a little giggle.
Before he could think of something smart to say, her arm went around his neck and pulled his face to hers. Their mouths met and he felt the tip of her tongue dart between his lips.
"Unnnn," she moaned. "Hey! Watch that."
His prick had reacted to her lovemaking by poking straight up in the air, and very nearly getting at her ass-hole. He would have loved to try and see if he could actually get in there from his present position, but Talis seemed to have other ideas.
She got up and walked over to the side of the bed, deliberately rolling her hips in a very provocative manner, making her buns wiggle deliciously and Alan's prick do a great deal more jerking. Then she sat down with a little distance between them and smiled mysteriously.
"I brought a little treat with me on this trip. I usually like a little entertainment between rounds, and I thought that you would too. like a hologram, for instance?"
Alan blinked and tried to get her suggestion to register. No, it just couldn't be that she had brought a sex one with her. But then, she went to the closet and took out the special equipment. The lights went off, the first scene went on, and he was looking at a four-dimensional view of a floating bedroom.
If this show turned out to be what he imagined it could only be, then surely this had to be the best possible combination of both his private lives. He was looking at the bedroom of some colonial place. A man dressed in regal garb, tall and distinguished looking, was about to get out of his clothes while a slim, pretty Venusian girl with lovely blue hair, truly stacked in the figure department, was pulling a shimmering garment up over her head, revealing some of the laciest, prettiest underwear Alan had ever seen.
The dress was now tossed in the end of the bed and Alan was treated to the sight of a huge pair of luscious tits, their dark nipples pouring out over the tops of the tiny bra.
"That's my friend, Dinelle. Judging by the way your prick is starting to drip, I would have to say that you approve of her."
"How could I not? She's stunning. Tell me something. Does she know that you made this hologram?"
"She certainly does, but he doesn't. That's the real fun of it. We never know how one of these things is going to turn out. Sometimes they get to be downright funny, and sometimes they're so stimulating that when she and I play them back for ourselves, we just have to have a go at each other. That's not our thing, but a girl can get so hot that she just can't help herself. Can you understand that?"
"If anyone can, I can, honey."
Talis moved her head a little to one side and close to his so that they could both watch the show from the same angle. Her fingers closed around his cock, and she began to tease it.
"You are a strange man. I love to watch this stuff, but I have a hunch that you're enjoying it even more than I am. That usually goes for guys who don't enjoy real activity that much. It's getting harder by the moment to figure you out."
"Then why bother? Just relax and enjoy the show with me. Then you and I can enjoy each other some more."
They both looked at the hologram again. This was far better than watching a flat viewing screen, Alan thought. But it was hardly necessary for ordinary surveillance, and he couldn't go and ask for something like this just for his own pleasure. Yet the moving show in four dimensions was like watching real people in action, and yet in ways it was better than that. They could turn this to any angle they desired, slow it down or speed it up, give themselves any view of it that they wished.
By now Dinelle had stripped completely and Alan watched the sensuous movements of her lovely blue body as she helped the older man get the rest of his things off. She was smiling broadly and telling him that he looked as distinguished in the nude as he did with robes on.
Actually, she wasn't exactly lying. He was built pretty well for a man his age, but his cock wasn't quite hard yet, as it certainly would be with a younger man naked and next to a beautiful naked woman who was just waiting for him to fuck her. But there was nothing to worry about. The girl certainly looked like she knew just what to do.
She eased him down on the bed, lay back and pulled him close to her side. Then she began to caress him, running her fingers along the side of his cock until it began to stir.
"Now there's my girl. She never gives up," Talis commented. "It just could be that she'll give him her mouth as well as her hand. Hey, what's this happening to you. How did you hard-on happen to land on my hand."
"I'm afraid I have no excuse for it, Talis."
"Watching other people really turns you on, doesn't it? Maybe you should get your self a job with security. They could possibly use a man like you on the surveillance team."
It wasn't easy for Alan to keep a straight face now as he choked on a hearty chuckle. But he managed somehow and only the state of his growing prick showed that he was very happy indeed.
"You don't have to be embarrassed by what you're feeling," she told him. "I get pretty excited myself with stuff like this. To tell you the truth, I've had many an orgasm watching a show like this, and in some of them I was my own star attraction. Say, why don't we play a little while we're watching? It could add a lot to the fun."
She moved them off both slightly to the side so that they could still see the hologram while Talis braced herself against a wall, then lifted her legs up and down, supporting them on the rooks of her arm and motioning him forward so that his cock slid between her thighs. Then she came down a little on his fierce erection then was lying along the length of her slit.
Her ass was pressing down on his belly and every time that she moved in even the slightest way, his cock slid up and down along her vaginal groove, deeper and deeper. She was wet and ready for him, but did she intend to watch the rest of the show before she let him have her?
I can watch out of the corner of my eye, but I certainly do want the real thing, lover."
Dinelle was lying back now, letting the dimensions of the older man have a good feel of her entire body. Her legs opened to his searching hand as it slid down her stomach and pressed at her pulsing mound. She lifted her cunt up to meet his hand, and beckoned to him with passionate sounds.
His head was bend above her chest, his mouth clamped down on one of her nipples. Dinelle's head turned and she seemed to be looking straight out of the hologram to her friend on the bed outside. Alan couldn't help cringing a little, and Talis laughed.
These things certainly can get life-like, can't they?
"I almost feel that she can see-us," Alan said.
"She knew I would be with someone, and that look was intended to get just the reaction that it did. You really should arrange to meet her sometime. She's a lot of laughs as well as a sensational lay.
Talis allowed Alan to watch a little longer as Dinelle gently took her breast away from the man and turned on her side to face him as he knelt there. Tenderly, she took the half-hard cock to lie across her palm as she stroked it with her other hand, then suddenly tipped her head down and kissed her way all across the top of his dick, coming to a stop when her head was pressing against his belly. Alan was a little puzzled at what she was doing now, and asked why she was rubbing her head all over the man's belly.
"She has especially silky hair, and it's tickling him to death as you can see by his expression. It's also very stimulating."
"Hmmm, I'll have to remember that."
Alan watched more intently now as Dinelle's fingers closed more tightly around the older man's cock as she began to move up and down with it, jerking him off, but obviously with no intention of taking him all the way in this manner.
"What's she going to do now?" Alan asked eagerly.
"Just watch and see for yourself." Dinelle suddenly knelt up straight and faced the man. Her hands slid all over his chest and then twined around his neck. Her mouth opened and her tongue darted out just as he pressed her lips to his. Then her shoulders moved from side to side, enabling her breasts to rub hard against his chest. He reached up to grab them and pulled hard. Dinelle squealed with delight.
She was ready for the heavy fun now. Kissing the man all the way, she pressed him back against the bed and then knelt beside him, bending over at just the area of his thighs. Carefully she lifted the sensitized cock, kissed all over the top and sides of it, then took portion of that appetizing meat into her mouth. Alan could clearly see the hollowing of her cheeks as she sucked.
When she bent a little lower, her long hair fell across his thighs and belly, trailing along and tickling him as she continued with her work. Her treatment of his cock, with all her special little tricks, became more intensive now, and Alan heard the man moaning as he reached down to stroke her hair and the side of her face, lifting his body so that his cock was closer to her mouth.
"She's really got him going now," Talis commented.
When Dinelle raised her head, Alan could see that she had certainly made a lot of progress with the man. His prick was good and hard, and even the man's expressions seemed lusty, more lusty. Dinelle was sitting back on her haunches and looking damn proud of herself.
"Don't leave me now," the man said in a hoarse voice.
"I just wanted to hear you say that," she replied.
Dinelle bent and gave his prick a long, deep suck, then turned to place her thighs across his hips, opening herself widely at the same time and making her cunt an open target. Now she took the hard weapon in her hand and aimed it upwards at her hole as she lowered that part of her body at the same time. A second later and the tip was only a few inches from her cunt, but to get the head right in line with her hole she had to spread the gaping lips with her fingers while with the other hand she rubbed his knob along the crevice.
This man was about to lose his mind with passion for the girl, and the couple watching was feeling very close to the same thing for him. He was reaching up to squeeze her breasts as they swayed above him, and Dinelle understood what he wanted. She bent forward so that he could get at them more easily even as she continued to rub his prickhead back and forth between the lips of her cunt.
His cock was quite stiff now, and probably would never be more ready. Dinelle was certainly ready too, as she wasted no further time in lowering herself right down on it, and then sighing deeply as all that hot meat slid up and into her.
She had no further patience for teasing him in any way. Immediately she began to ride swiftly up and down, and soon the two of them were really in the midst of a very heavy session.
Alan could sit passively no longer. He grabbed Talis's breasts from behind as he continued to watch the show. She gave him an answering wriggle, and managed to get his hard weapon wedged between the junction of her closed thighs.
It looked like the couple in the hologram were going to go right on as they were until the man came, but Dinelle had not yet used up her stock of surprises. Just as the man was beginning to move with her, she whispered something in his ear, and he reluctantly nodded. Then she got up from him, showing his hard dick was now dark red and glistening. A few more kisses and then he got up so that she would have room to lay down on her back.
She held her arms out to him, and he hurled himself at her open body, ramming his cock straight into her wet and gaping sex. Alan saw her eyes widen and then heard her gasp as he went at her with a real vengeance, digging into her shoulders with his fingers and forcing her to rock with the motions of his own body.
"This guy is a real maniac once he gets started," Talis told Alan. "He'll be fucking her senseless until her cunt is raw, and she'll probably come so many times that she'll be in absolute agony. But all that great fucking is well worth the trouble, judging from what I've seen of this man. If I wasn't her best friend, I would try to see if I could make that guy for myself."
Alan and Talis watched for a while longer, during which time the man really belted away at the girl, just as promised, pausing just briefly every few minutes to catch his breath. For a little while Alan was very intent on watching the show, as he wanted to see if that man could actually outlast his own record.
But Talis was running out of patience.
"How about paying some attention to me, or are you too turned on by watching others to have some real action for yourself?"
"I'm sorry. Of course I want to pay attention to you."
"Well, maybe I can show you a little consideration. What would you say we fuck along while we watch those two at the same time?"
"If you wouldn't mind ... "
"It's better than laying here all hot and bothered while you get your goodies by watching that show."
She maneuvered around so that she was down on all fours in front of Alan, then wiggled her ass enticingly at him.
"From this position you can watch everything they do and still fuck me. But you better do a accept job with me or I'll throw a chair at that hologram and end all the fun."
"No, don't do that. I'll give you my best, and watching those two will only help. I promise."
"You're going to be sorry that you challenged me like that."
Alan got in close to Talis's bottom, working his prick just under her ass. She left it up to him to find her vaginal hole, which he did with hardly any trouble at all. Once there he ran his knob along her slippery grove and stopped at the larger of the two holes. One deep breath, a quick motion and he was up into the delicious clinging warmth of her womanliness, feeling her suction, enjoying her wetness.
He held her hips now and gave her a strong, steady stroking, driving all the way into her, and pulling out almost to the end so that he could slam inside even harder. By the third stroke she was meeting him more than halfway, in strokes as well as energy.
"I love it like this," she moaned. "It certainly was a good idea. If you can be such a fantastic stud, I may just make you a thousand holograms and run them continuously."
"One right now is just fine with me, baby. Now shut up and hang on, 'cause I'm really gonna show you some action now."
Alan moved his hands caressingly upwards under her soft belly to her heaving tits. He found her nipples were even more erect than they had been for the first time. In fact, they were so hot and stiff that they burned his palms as he stroked against them.
"Look how she's coming," Talis suddenly exclaimed. "It's going to be a gusher and last for a very long time. You better do the same for me so you can prove that you're as much of a man as he is."
"You don't have to worry about that. I can't let an old guy like him outdo me."
Alan pushed in deeply and then looked at the bouncing, jerking couple on the bed. Dinelle was holding on with everything she had as her partner continued to belt his piece fiercely into her. Her bottom was really bouncing as she strode to meet him thrust for thrust. Alan had a hunch that she would be coming before very long.
He pulled back far and then rammed into her again with all of the strength at his command. Over her shoulder he could still see Dinelle writhing beneath the older man. Her head was thrown all the way back and she was babbling all sorts of passionate things. Talis took one look at where the other two were headed and she knew just what she wanted now.
"Hurry!" she told him. "Keep up with them and maybe all four of us can come at the same time. Oh, hurry, will you? My friend will be coming any minute now."
Alan truly need no coaxing from her. The entire scene was getting to be too much for him, and he knew that he would have to get his rocks off soon. Talis was insane by now, far surpassing the passion of her own friend. She was climbing all over his body with her four limbs, shaking so much that her body was a total blur. Every nerve in her body was screaming to come, and Alan wanted that for her just as much as she did.
He squeezed her breasts very hard and gave her one very forceful thrust, hard enough to knock the wind out of her. Maybe he was pooping a second too soon, but he simply couldn't help himself and let go a torrential outpouring of steaming cream.
That did it for Talis. All she had to feel was that exploding prick so far into her depths and she was past the limit herself. She choked, gave a few shrill screams and then flooded all over his still spewing dick.
After it was all over she rested her head wearily against the wall for some time and Alan held on to her with his prick still buried, resting his head on her body. The hologram was ended and shut down. He was all alone with Talis and feeling very good about that.
In a little while he let his limp dick fall out of her body and moved back a little so that she could find a more comfortable position for herself. She looked at him tiredly for a moment, then her eyes twinkled and she smiled.
"That fuck had to go down on the record books as being the best in four galaxies," she told him. "And even if it isn't it was certainly good enough for me.
You can have me anytime, permanently or on a piecemeal basis. It's up to you. Just whistle."
Alan didn't know if he was ready for something permanent, but he made it clear to her that in the meantime there would be many more heavy fucking sessions for the two of them. This was the first night in a very long time that he felt anything close to being normal.
Without benefit of another hologram, they spent the remainder of Alan's rest period fucking and sucking until they were too tired to pop another drop. Talis had not made arrangements to be away from her job for longer than one, and so once they were too tired to do anything else, she began getting ready to leave.
Alan was sorry to see her go, but he did need the time to get his head together and see how far he wanted to go with this thing before they got together again. He saw Talis to the door, but before opening it, took the luscious woman in his arms and kissed her lingeringly.
"I'm starting to formulate some plans for you, baby," he explained. "But I need some time to get it all straight in my head before I spring them on you. Would that be all right?"
"If that's your choice, then I guess it has to be. But please don't take too long. I won't need much time to get rested up. And then I'll be raring to go again."
"It won't be long at all. I want you pretty badly, baby. Don't mistake my hesitation for lack of interest."
"Okay, then. Use the fastest message transporter you can find when that time comes. I'll take the next shuttle out. But whether it's with a small bag or all my luggage, will be up to you. Now you can't ever say that I was not an accommodating lady."
"Honey, I'll never be able to say anything but good about you. This is one session that I'll never forget."
Alan kissed her good-bye, and then tried to get himself a little sleep before he had to report for work. But tired as he was, there was just too much on his mind.
The job alone, with all of that good stuff to watch, was no longer going to be enough for him. Talis was terrific, and he did intend to make a go of it with her some time in the near future, but now he had a hunch that she alone would no longer be enough for him either.
He would have to do something very creative, something really special to finally pull all the facets of his sex life together. Now that he had that worked out, the problem of what he had to do, the next question was how in the United Galaxies he was going to pull it off.
CHAPTER FIVE
It took a few days for Alan to calm down enough and work out a plan, once he had decided that he was indeed going to take the big step. His security on the job would be intact even if this new hobby of his was found out, provided that they felt he was partaking of it in a discreet and non-dangerous manner: for the sake of the government.
After working it out with Talis, seeing to it that she found a job on the same base, and getting her agreement that she would share the expenses with him, Alan set about renting one of the larger residences where ministers from foreign planets usually stayed. He took it for a very long period of time, and only his standing with the government, which secretly gave its backing for credit.
This was the only way that he would be allowed to make any "improvements." Most of them of course, were the ordinary sort, since he intended this to be his home with Talis for some time to come. In his heart he was sure that he had lucked out with her, and that this would all work out for the best with both of them. Knowing this gave him the courage to make the most daring living arrangements that anyone on the planet could possibly conceive of.
So once the carpeting was laid, the furniture selected, and most of it in place, Alan really set in to work. He mapped out two master bedrooms, and even Talis at first did not understand.
"I'm a pretty liberal thinker, baby, and I have a hunch that you are too. So I'm guessing that there will be times when one or both of us will want to make it with someone else. This way we can do it, and if I make a few little changes in the rooms, we can still be together in one special way, without either of our partners knowing it."
"You don't mean ... "
"Sure, why not? You're the one who gave me part of the idea in the first place, and as for the rest of it, I'm afraid I really can't explain. But the sum total is that not only can we watch each other in action while it's happening, but we can also make some of your holograms for future reference. If I can rig enough equipment, we can make them from either of the bedrooms, and from some other areas in the house as well. This can be the real-world fantasy of a lifetime for us, baby. We swore that we're in this together, so I won't do it without your consent."
"Can we have parties and stuff like that? Can I invite some of my friends? Maybe I could even invite some of my enemies and have some real fun with them. I have a hunch that a couple of them do some really weird things."
"You're with me, then?"
"Haven't I been since the night you met me?"
"Honey, this is going to be one sweet life."
There was an entire floor of bedrooms in the house, enough for them to invite every guest at a big party to stay overnight, and while neither of them could afford to put enough credits into buying scanning, taping and hologram equipment for every single one of them, they would be able to do a couple of them to start.
Alan declined the suggestion from Talis that he call in workmen. He didn't want anyone beside his woman and himself to know what he was doing, and should he be under surveillance from government security, then they would approve of him allowing no outsiders to be aware of his little hobby. In a pinch, his sense of discretion might be his only saving grace.
It was hard work for Alan, since he had never been especially handy, but he studied several books and then managed to cut holes in the walls in ways that would never be noticed once pictures and other wall hangings were in place. Then he had to study up some more so that he would be able to install all the viewing equipment, the tapes, and the lasers in such a manner that everything could be run at the same time with no sound and no bulkiness in the walls.
"I wonder how people years ago had fun with their sex," Alan commented to Talis one night while he was working in the house.
"I guess they used two-way mirrors and those antique type movie cameras that you see in the museums. Must have done the trick for them, but then, they couldn't have known what kind of equipment we would invent in later years."
"Those poor savages. They really led crude lives, didn't they?
"Yes, we certainly are fortunate to be living in this century. We have the best of all the planets incorporated into our culture, and we can use it for leisure living as well as government. I'd have to say that we're a very lucky bunch."
Now that they had furniture in most of the rooms, and the bedrooms were especially lavish, the basic equipment was installed in the walls, Talis and Alan began working a little overtime each work period so that they would have extra credits to purchase tapes and hologram cabinets to keep a large stock in the house and be ready for any sort of excitement that might come their way. They had to do without other more conventional forms of entertainment for a while, like going out for dinners or doing any weekend traveling, but both of them felt that building up their stock was well worth the sacrifice.
They completed nearly everything in the house in less than thirty days, and then were so excited with what they had done that they could not resist making one hologram of themselves, and then masturbating each other while they watched it later on.
When they had each come twice, both of them were calm enough to discuss who their first guest should be. They could not afford a big party as yet, but decided on one special woman to start off with. She would not be told anything, as that was the best way for the fun to begin.
CHAPTER SIX
The woman they selected was someone from Talis's former base. She had been a little less than a good friend to Talis, as Alan's lady always suspected that beneath her upright manner, her putting free-living people down for what she said was promiscuity, beat the heart of a nymphomaniac.
She claimed to have been born and raised on a planet where the culture was ultra-conservative, and preached many times that her way was the way of the future. Maral made this speech so often that she earned the hatred of nearly every sexually free woman who ever met her, and long ago, Talis, with Dinelle had sworn that they would teach this woman a lesson if it was the last thing they ever did.
Now she was invited as a house guest during her vacation period, Talis explaining that she very much wanted her opinion on the last minute details such as drapes and other accessories. There was no way Marala would miss a chance to tell someone else what to do in their lives, and especially on this occasion, since she would also be able to lecture Talis on living with a man who was not her legal partner. She arrived the day after she was invited, and after a very good dinner, declared that she needed some rest.
"Why don't you enjoy this one from your own room, and without me," Talis suggested. "I have a feeling I'll be needing my rest for once we find out that what I always suspected was true. Enjoy this one without me. You haven't had that kind of solitary fun in a long time."
Alan thanked her for her generosity and her understanding, and declared once again that she was the best thing to ever happen to him. He was kind of in the mood for beating his meat, as this was his method of relaxation after a hard day of watching others on the job, and refraining from doing so while he was there. Now that he had this fabulous set-up, he was able to take his job much more seriously, and carry it out in a more respectable manner than he had done in the past. If his superiors had been watching him, then they no doubt were pleased with his progress.
After both he and Talis had said good-night to their guest, and saw that she was safely in her room, Alan went in to the one that had been designated as "His", when he wasn't sharing it with Talis. He switched off all the lights except for the small one over the bed, then stretched out to get himself comfortable before he turned on the equipment.
It was all working beautiful, and the effects he had, both sight and sound, were better than if he had been right there in the room with her. Watching any woman, with or without a partner, had always been exciting for him, but since this one had a reputation for being a prude, this occasion was going to be more so than many others.
There was a boring period at first, during which he didn't even bother to stroke his cock through his pants, in which she read a book, made some notes on a recorder about things she had to do when she returned home, and then must have decided it was time to get some sleep.
Her lounging dress came off, over her head, and Alan remarked to himself that she did this rather stiffly, not in a feminine way at all. He was just about to resign himself to her being a dud. Then her shoes were kicked off and she raised one leg to get her pantyhose down.
That made all the difference in the world. A woman in her thirties, with a face on the plain side, turned out to have a gorgeous pair of legs, and Alan sat up a little more so that he could see better. When she stood up in just a bra and panties, he saw that the rest of her was equally well shaped, and that her tits were even fuller than Talis's.
Being out of formal clothes seemed to have transformed her, Alan thought. Or maybe it was the fact that there was no one around to watch her go through her prim and proper act. Her ass wiggled deliciously as she moved about the room, and her breasts were a bouncing delight. Every so often she would stop in front of the full length mirror to admire her front view or her profile, and Alan knew for a certainty now that she was as much as a sensuous woman as any other, even if she didn't choose to share it with anyone.
She went into the private bathroom, where Alan had not yet been able to afford rigging, then came out in front of the mirror again, where she straightened up and reached behind herself to unhook her bra. The straps came down over her shoulders and the garment was tossed to the floor before she picked it up then put it carefully into a dresser drawer. It was as if she had to stop and remind herself that she was supposed to be conservative.
Her breasts were truly magnificent, and now she was naked but for the prissy white panties that she was wearing. Suddenly Alan found himself leaning forward to get the closest possible view, even after he had magnified the screen to the maximum it could go without being distorted.
She moved a little closer to the mirror, lifted each breast in turn and dipped down to take a long swipe at it with the tip of her tongue. Maybe she didn't love the rest of society when it came to sex, but she certainly had no qualms about loving herself, Alan thought as he watched her face while she tongued her titties. Not only was this one a real hypocrite, but she was probably going to make for some viewing pleasure after all.
His eyes dropped to the bulge of her cunt,-and he couldn't help wondering just how much action that thing had seen. Either a great deal, but privately, or just by her own hand, but now after what he had seen so far, Alan rather doubted that it was untouched but for personal hygiene. Now he was going to find out if he was right or not.
Marala brought her hands down to her waist and suddenly hooked her fingers into the elastic of her panties. Her breasts rose as she hunched her body then fell again as her hands began sliding the fabric down over her hips. It slipped down her thighs and then to the floor, revealing a cunt which was extremely plump, with a great deal of hair on it, and fat lips which were puffy enough to be slightly open, even though his guess was that she was not in any way aroused at that moment. .
He was able to see a slight smile playing on her lips just before she bent over to step out of them. Could it be that she had some secret task in mind? Alan was sure he would have all the answers pretty soon now.
She was stark naked now as she moved around the room, picking her things up, and folding everything neatly, including the panties. Then she picked up a hair brush and began smoothing out her long, golden tresses.
It was funny, Alan thought. What had been a plain woman to his eyes earlier in the night, was quite an attractive lady now. It was as if once she dropped her conservative mask, along with her clothing, someone he would like to fuck emerged from beneath. He was sure now that she loved herself and her body, even if she didn't want anyone else to know it.
This was further proven when she began doing exercises before turning in for the night. All the time she was moving, turning, bending, reaching up, Alan was getting appetizing views of her naked body from every possible angle. Her breasts would lift and then bounce back into place, her buns would jiggle, her thighs would open and close in a very enticing manner.
He began to feel his prick stirring in his pants, and felt that there was hope for him getting his rocks off yet. Now all he had to do was hope that she didn't fail him by going straight to sleep, although that was something he rather doubted.
Alan opened his pants and took his hot rod out. He was fully prepared to begin beating his meat now, so sure was he that she would not go to sleep without masturbating first. But the light went out, he heard the rustling of the bedsheets and then a long sigh.
Alan cursed and slammed his hand down on the night table. Oh, he could have gone on without her, or he could have gone into where Talis was sleeping, but somehow it wouldn't be all that great now. His tastes had been set for jerking off while he watched this strange woman, and now the zest for it was gone. He got undressed, turned away from the screen, and got into bed, but neglected to turn off the sound as he went to sleep.
He was just about dozing off when a slight noise brought him fully awake again. He was just in time to hear some whispering and then the bedroom door closing again.
"Be careful!" Marala was heard to say. "I wouldn't want them to know that I had let anyone into their house without asking first. Especially you. I have my image to consider."
"Sorry, but listen. This hasn't been easy for me. I had to grab a late shuttle and sneak over here just to be with you. Couldn't it have waited until you got homer
"You have to sneak around to be with me then, too. And besides, you know how horny I get after not being fucked for a couple of days. You were away a couple of days too long on that last trip of yours. I couldn't stand having to wait until I got back."
"Well, I'm here now so why don't we just skip the small talk. I'm a little sick of being your secret just because you want to preach all that conservatism. If you weren't such a hot lay I would have walked out on you a long time ago. I hate being the kind of hypocrite that you are."
"But you love the way I screw."
"I won't deny that."
"Good, then we can have some fun and then you can sneak out more quietly than you came in. I'll make this up to you when I get back to the base. You know I always do."
"A lady of influence does have her advantages."
Alan flicked on the viewer just in time to see Marala stepping out of the robe she must have donned during the time that she was sleeping. Underneath that she was wearing nothing at all. The male turned a small light on and now Alan could see that he was a good ten years younger than herself.
Marala was naked, but the boy seemed to be a little shaky, no doubt because of the uncomfortable situation, and she had to turn to him in order to help him out of his clothes. When she bent to help him out of his pants, Alan was treated to an exciting view of her spread buns, her twinkling ass-hole, and then her spreading pussylips.
She turned around to put his things away, and then the boy was treated to that very same view. He quickly stuck a few fingers into her gaping twat, giving her such a hard jab that she groaned and then moved away from him, motioning him to follow her to the bed. As soon as there was a bit of distance between their bodies, Alan was able to see that the boy had a very impressive hard-on and he was more than ready to use it on her.
They embraced right where they were standing, Marala with her back to Alan. Her bottom was squirming from side to side as she rubbed her belly against his body. The boy knelt slightly as she lifted on leg, squirmed some more and then brought her legs together again. She had just imprisoned the knob of his cock and he certainly seemed happy to be where he was.
"You ready for bed now?" she whispered.
By way of answer, his head bent so that he could kiss each of her cherry nipples. When he finally let her go, she laid back on the bed and her ample breasts spread out deliciously on her chest. The boy crawled on to the bed and turned partially on his side, facing her as she spread herself out for him.
"Come to me, darling," she beckoned to him huskily.
Marala took his hard dick in her hand, then she lowered her face over it and began sucking noisily. Her head bounced up and down a few times, but she was not going to through with it to the end.
"I don't want you shooting in my mouth," she explained. "I have a much better use for all that good young spunk."
Marala was down on her back again, very hot and ready for action. Her knees were bent, and her legs were spread as wide as they could go. The open gash of her sex was leaking, begging to be filled. She grabbed his hands and pulled him on top of her while he maneuvered his lower body between her legs.
A second later his ass jerked abruptly downwards. Marala grunted and pushed up to meet his steady assault.
"You are good and hot, aren't you?" he said with a chuckle.
Alan watched the long, forceful thrusts he was giving her and wished that it was his own prick that was ramming into the older woman. Her hands went down to clasp his ass, pushing down on his buns so that he dug in even deeper.
A little moaning cry escaped from Marala's lips and she wriggled beneath him, losing the tempo of their movements for a little while. But the boy drove hard into her again, and she now had no choice but to move with him. Together they rocked in a way that nothing could stop, pounding and pummeling the other's bodies as if they were working out a real hate thing by their savage fucking.
Alan took his raging hard cock in hand and beat his meat as fast as he could, picking up the vibrations of their erotic anger and taking it out on himself in a way that was sure to bring him to a thrilling orgasm. With no thoughts at all about controlling himself, he just kept right on going until he was shooting into his hand.
At least he was now able to lie back and relax while he watched the couple going into their closing act. They were fucking each other so hard now that a good many of their moans were of actual discomfort. When they came it was together, and with a great deal of noise which neither one of them thought to stifle.
"That should keep you happy for a little while, and it was certainly what I needed," Marala told the boy. "You can go now, and maybe you should. I don't want you discovered here."
"This one shot might have been enough for you, but it certainly isn't for me, and I won't be dismissed like one of your robot-servants. This first time just got me started. I want some more and I want it now."
Sure enough, his cock was already hard, and once Marala saw this fact she knew that there was no use arguing with him.
"If you want to fuck again, then it will have to be my way this time, or not at all," she calmly announced.
Then, before he could answer her, they were rolling around on the bed, and Marala was suddenly on top of the boy. She crouched with her cunt directly above his prick. Her thighs were spread and her knees were on either side of his hips. She smiled down at him with a real sense of power, then began to lower her beautiful rear, bending forward so that she could take a couple of bites at his neck at the same time.
For Alan, it was a truly beautiful sight. There were her beautiful buns, stretched way out wide, and her little brown hole was exposed to his view. Just below this, her cunt was stretched to capacity, although it kept on moving slowly down, taking his thick cock in an inch at a time.
Then she was the one who was in the saddle and riding the boy just as hard and as rapidly as he had ridden her. From what Alan adjusted to be a bird's eye view, he watched that gorgeous plump little ass of hers bouncing merrily up and down, the hard column of throbbing meat appearing and disappearing between her hard-working thighs, coming out almost to the head of it as her bottom lifted, then driving deeply up into her cunt as she slammed herself down again.
Their pants and moans were loud and clear to Alan, as well as the creaking of the bed. Alan wanted to come again, but he was too fascinated with what he was watching to move the covers and take his cock out now. It was hard and throbbing all right, but it would just have to take care of itself.
Marala was moving faster now, and in order to keep herself from toppling off, she latched on to the soft portions of the boy's waist and used this area for leverage.
"This will fix you," the woman hissed.
Her ass lifted and came slamming down repeatedly now, while the boy tossed his head from side to side and spittle trickled out of the corners of his mouth. Her bottom was still moving erratically as she dropped her load of come to spill down all over his upright shaft, giving him just seconds to shoot his own wad before she tired of what she was doing and decided to get off now.
Then she sagged on top of him and he laid his head back, congratulating himself on his good fortune. Now that Marala felt she had put the boy in his place, her expression was all softness again, and any sign of anger was gone. Her sense of patience was gone as well.
"You better get out of here now," she told him in no uncertain terms. "We've both had our fun and it's time I got some sleep before my host and hostess notice there's something going on in here."
"You've come all these times, with a young guy no less, and now you're back to that starched collar of yours. I'll never understand you, Marala. No man ever will."
"That's fine with me. You've just been the only use that any man will ever be to me. Now kindly leave here quietly, or you will never be allowed to enjoy my body again, or get anything else from me, for that matter."
"Maybe I won't even want to," he retorted as he tugged on his clothes and ran out of the room.
The young man didn't even bother to try being quiet about it, but that didn't matter as Alan had no intention of coming out of his room, and he was sure that Talis wouldn't come out either, even if she had been watching the show. Come to think of it, just what had Talis been doing all during this time?
His favorite young lady must have been reading his mind again, as no sooner did he flick the switch that gave him a view into her room than she was to be seen smiling and waving at him with one hand while she went on frigging herself with the other. Alan blew a kiss to her, and then thought for a few moments about joining her in there before he noticed that she was just about to come.
Then he thought that he might as well let her sleep it off. He was busy thinking about their surprising guest anyway. Already he knew that he wasn't going to be satisfied with what he had seen of her, and no sampling of the wares himself. There wasn't much time left to her vacation period. So how ever he worked it, with Talis's help or not, he was going to be screwing Marala soon.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Alan had a long work period that next day, but he breezed through it with a great deal of patience and still found some time to have his air-car checked before heading for home. True, he was most eager to get back to his two women, not knowing for sure which one of them he would be having that night, but he was also planning a short vacation period for Talis and himself on a nearby pleasure asteroid he had heard about at work that day, and wanted everything to be in perfect working order.
Talis opened the door to him dressed in an alluring opaline gown that shimmered beautifully as she moved. It was trimmed with exotic Farangill feathers, supposedly with erotic powers, and Alan just couldn't wait to find out if the legend was true. He followed her into the living room and made a grab for her as soon as they were standing still.
"Something tells me that you missed me," she said with a merry laugh.
"Now where did you ever get that idea? Actually, it's the feathers. I just have to get close to them."
"I didn't have time to ask you how the show was last night. Did you see anything unusual?"
"Now you know damn well that I did. I'm sure you were watching from your side. That must have been what you were masturbating about."
"Okay, so I was watching. But the truth is that I was just as surprised as you were to catch her screwing that boy. At least I found out that my instincts are pretty good."
"So what are we going to do about it?"
"Don't tell me you want to fuck her yourself?"
"No, not necessarily myself. You could join me if you care to. A little threesome might be a nice change."
"That's funny. I was beginning to get the impression that you just like to watch people making it, not actually participate."
"Don't tell me you forgot the excellent fucking I gave you the other night so soon."
"The other night is past history. What are you going to do for me now?"
"Come on into the bedroom and I'll show you."
Now they were only thinking of getting into bed as quickly as possible, and for the moment Marala and her presence in the household were forgotten. She in turn, didn't know where they were, and saw this as an excellent opportunity to do some snooping.
While Talis and Alan were stepping into his bedroom, she was going into Talis's, expecting that she was going to see her entire wardrobe and what kind of gifts Alan might have given her since she was living there. She never expected to find the big screen on the wall and all of the equipment set out and ready to run with just the flick of a button.
Of course she had no ideas about what she might see, but whatever, it was bound to be fascinating. Putting her head out the door, and looking both ways to check that she was still alone, Marala locked the bedroom door carefully behind her and then sat down to try out the equipment.
Her eyes opened wide with amazement when she found that she was looking right into Alan's bedroom. A second to focus her eyes, and she was mighty glad that she had stumbled into this.
In that room were Talis and Alan. They were stripped down naked and climbing into bed. Marala watched with rapt attention as they began to screw, then couldn't stop herself from reaching under the hem of her robe and masturbating so hard that she fell into a dead faint when she came.
"Well, well, well, will you look at prudish Marala?" was the remark from Talis that brought the older woman back to the real world.
Alan was standing right behind her and shaking his head as if he was really angry.
"This is really an insult to our hospitality, Talis. What do you think we should do about her?" he said.
"Now calm down for a while. I think we should give her a chance to make it up to us. What do you say, Marala?"
"But this is an outrage. I just stumbled in here by accident and found this equipment. I'm the one who should be insulted, and shocked, too, I might add. This is positively obscene."
"So was the way you were masturbating while you were watching. There's a screen in the other room as well."
"I guess there's no use in denying it then. So now we all know the big secrets. What do we do now?'
"We have some fun between us, that's what we do," Alan said with a sly chuckle. "Since I'm the only man here, I say that you two ladies should entertain me. After that I will reward you both, and you know with what."
"Oh, but I couldn't," Marala protested. "Not with another woman. Something like that is really dirty."
"Not any dirtier than anything you've done so far. Don't try and kid us, Marala. You're game for anything that will get you off."
"Should I bother denying that?"
"No, just come into my arms."
The words were spoken softly, but Marala still had to take them as a command. She moved in closer to Talis and the younger woman immediately put her hands on her mature body so that she could begin stripping her down.
Marala was wearing no underwear beneath her gown and robe, so Talis had a fairly easy time of it. She took those two garments off with great ease, but still letting Marala know that there would be no backing down now.
Alan had never seen a woman that much older than himself looking as well put together as Marala did when stark naked. She turned her back to him as she tried to whisper in Talis's ear and talk her out of whatever she might have in mind. Talis refused, but in the meantime Alan could see that the older woman's backside was as firm as the younger's.
At a signal from Talis, Marala nodded her head and then helped the younger woman out of her robe. Once naked, Talis told her that this was hardly enough.
"We're going to bed now, you and I, and there will be no arguments about it."
Marala said nothing. Talis was making it easy for her to comply in good conscience. She could always say later on that she had been forced into it.
Marala went dutifully to the bed and laid down on it. She had never made it with a woman before, but she would not admit to the people with her that she was more willing now.
She barely managed to stifle a smile as Talis began to make love to her just as Alan might have done himself. One hand wandered over Marala's body, caressing each big tit, bending to kiss the nipples and thereby bringing them into full erection. Marala's body quivered as the hand stroked over it, then moved on downward to some even more sensitive spots.
Talis's fingers trailed through Marala's pubic hair, then dipped between the thighs that the older woman had opened for her. Now the hand was moving, the middle finger probing as well as frigging.
Marala's breasts began to rise and fall rapidly, her pussylips open and slick with juice, and her body beginning to tremble with passion. Only once she looked at Alan, as if to seek his approval, and the wide-eyed man nodded regally. Then she looked away and gave herself completely over to Talis.
She threw her arm around Talis's neck, pulled the young head to her breasts again, and the spread of her thighs widened as she lifted her ass from the bed. Talis worked her fingers faster in the other woman's cunt. She intended to have her deliriously passionate in no time. They kissed and the fingers worked even harder. Marala's hips did a buck and heave, her thighs closed tightly around the younger woman's hand, and her body shuddered from one end to the other. It was over for her now.
Marala's head fell back on the pillows, her breasts heaving as she struggled to regain her breath. Talis sat up and watched her, waiting for her to gather her strength once more. The older woman was doing a great deal of panting herself. Her nipples were stiffly erect and Alan could tell that bringing the other woman off had stimulated her no end. He was also sure that she was going to demand some attention to her own body now that Marala was well primed.
She didn't allow Marala much time to collect her wits before she was all over her again, kissing and grabbing for every part of her body that would cause a reaction. Soon she was rubbing herself all over Marala's body. Their arms and legs entangled, and Alan could no longer tell which one of them was the aggressor.
"You're really in for it now, lady," Talis said, and then she went to work with no mercy.
Talis mounted the other woman's body as she lay on her side, getting her crotch against her hip and grinding her pussy into it.
"You better do something for me, Marala," Talis commanded.
Marala didn't have to be told twice. Maybe she never made it with a woman before, but she certainly knew what she would like to be done to her. An instant later she was moving further down the bed until her face was level with the tops of her open thighs. Her head moved forward, mouth open, and Alan saw the big tits heave, the woman's body jerk as Marala first kissed the pouting pussylips and then searched inside with her tongue to find the already swollen clitoris. No sooner did she get her first taste of it that she began to suck at the pretty red thing, making great slurping sounds and thrilling Alan to his very soul.
Her hands began to stroke the lovely thighs and ass and Alan could see that the older woman was really into it now. Her eyes were closed and her face was all twisted with passion.
On the part of Talis, hips and bottom were in motion, jerkily, as she held Marala tightly by the hair. Alan wondered what kind of sensations a woman got by this action, and if it was any different with a woman doing it instead of a man.
"How about both of us together now?" Marala asked.
"That sounds delicious to me."
Marala rolled quickly over on her back and the younger woman straddled her face. The older woman's mouth was open. Her tongue flicked out at the lowering cunt and Talis stiffened as she jabbed herself down hard on the hungry mouth, blotting Marala's face from Alan's view.
Talis could do nothing else but dip her own head down and begin munching on the mature cunt that she found down there. She had to work quickly in order to catch up with Marala's tongue, but in no time at all they were working in perfect unison.
Alan pulled his chair up close enough to watch tongues going into slits, but was sorry that he had not moved up sooner, as both of the women were just about ready to let go, and then end it. This happened now, and with both women creaming in such abundance that Alan could smell it as well as see it. It not only made his mouth water, but his prick was raging hard, and he knew that it was high time at least one of them did something about it.
"Will you look at him," Talis said with a laugh as soon as she was able to walk again. We do all that work and he had this fantastic hard-on."
"I think I've been neglected long enough," Alan told them. "You've had your chance with Marala. Now I want mine."
"You owe that to him, Marala. You really can't back down."
"What makes you think I would want to?"
She went over and started helping him out of the pants he was wearing over nothing else.
"Now I can see why you were willing to move in with him," Marala commented to Talis. "He certainly had one beautiful cock."
"He also knows how to use it with great style. You're very lucky that he wants you. I would never have given him over voluntarily."
The two women led Alan to the bed, and then Talis took up a cross-legged position at the foot of it, where she could closely watch all of the action. Alan wanted to make it with her all right, but Talis gave him a look that told him, he should make Marala work for his dick before she could have it in her cunt.
"Suck me a while just to make sure that I'm good and hard," he commanded.
Marala wasted no time in crouching over him. Her head dove right down, and her mouth opened wide. Then he shuddered with sensation as his prick was taken into the soft, oral cavity of her warm mouth, her tongue licking as she went.
Obviously she had sucked many a cock before. Her head moved smoothly up and down, her fingers playing with his balls as her mouth worked him over with great skill. Soon she was going down on him so deeply that his prick was hitting against the back of her throat.
"Stop before it's too late," Alan yelled to her, but she refused to pay any attention to him.
Talis did nothing to help him either. She was too busy frigging herself with wild abandon to realize that he was already past the point of no return and there was no way that he could stop the older woman from continuing to suck him off. His arms and legs were weak, and his body was geared to the orgasm, so he had no will and no strength in his body to fight.
A few seconds later he was bellowing up to the ceiling as her lips clamped down tightly at the root of his dick, and he exploded straight up against the roof of her mouth.
"You two get along well together," Talis commented. "I had a great time for myself watching."
"But I didn't get to fuck her," Alan complained.
"Then why don't you stay the rest of the night with her? I can use the sleep and she can use some good fucking for a change."
"Oh, honey, do you mean it?"
"Wouldn't say it if I didn't. That's what lovers are all about."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Alan was sure that Talis would have gone into her own room so that she could watch everything he did with her girlfriend on the big screens. But she swore that this one night he would have total privacy, and proved this to him by choosing a bedroom that had not been outfitted. This surprised him, but he said nothing for the time being. Alan was so sure of Talis's sincerity on her wishing him to be with the other woman that he put it all out of his mind just as soon as Talis had kissed him good-night and left.
He did have a great time with Marala, but felt that while it was nice for a little change, he would never give up Talis for the older woman, and wouldn't even want her around on a regular basis. This was what he was planning to say to Talis when he came downstairs to have an early breakfast with her, as was their custom. He left Marala sleeping upstairs with a note that she was to stay there should she awaken before he had a chance to spend some time alone with his real love.
So the last thing he expected when he walked into the kitchen was a frosty reception. She kept on staring at him as she paced the room as if she wanted to know every last detail of what had happened between then, but as long as she didn't come and ask the question, Alan felt that he wasn't going to tell hef anything. It didn't take much for him to pick up on her vibrations of resentment, and once he did, since it was her idea that Alan be with Marala in the first place, Alan was just as bitter as Talis was.
Once or twice during the day, before he left for work, he did try to get her to talk, and suddenly they were having a battle without the reason for it ever being mentioned. She was jealous all right, and taking her displeasure out on him when it had been her own idea. This made Alan furious, and when he was rebuffed after trying to kiss her when he returned from work, Alan decided that he had a right to a little vengeance of his own.
This was supposedly the last night that Marala would be with them. The older woman told him that Talis was too polite to openly ask her to leave, but had ignored her presence for the entire day. Alan felt bad about this, and resolved to make it up to Marala and himself in the best way he could think of.
He didn't even bother to tell Talis what he was about to do. As far as he was concerned, she could pack her things and take the next ship off to her home planet. There were plenty more lays where she came from, and maybe they would not keep changing their minds about what they wanted from him.
She went off to bed without speaking to him, and he immediately went into Marala's room and suggested that she come back to his more spacious quarters and spend the night with him. He did think about disconnecting the equipment so that Talis could not check up on him, but later decided that it would serve her right to see him finding his pleasure with another woman when she was acting like such a Venusian Rattlebitch towards him. Instead, she disconnected those that would bring images of his room to her, but kept ears connected, just in case Marala should like to spy on her one-time friend.
Alan told him self that he no longer cared about Talis in any way, and this made it easy for him to give full vent to his passions with Marala.
"You can watch that little bitch next door if you want to," Alan explained. "But as far as I'm concerned, she doesn't live here anymore."
"Well, I might be in the mood a little later, especially if she decides to play with herself. But otherwise, I'm much more interested in what's going to happen in this room."
"That's just the attitude I'm looking for tonight."
Alan poured drinks for the two of them, then switched on to one of the erotic music channels. Marala was already formulating a plan to take over the position of her former friend, at least on an occasional basis. It was true that in her home planet she had a reputation to uphold, but very few of those people ever traveled here, so she could relax and enjoy herself.
She stripped all the way down to her underwear, then went into his bathroom where she washed and slipped into a dainty black nightgown. Then she took the drink from Alan and curled up on his lap, as if she were a young girl and he belonged totally to her.
Alan began to relax as well, and got to fondling her as if they had been lovers for years. One hand to her lap and she was suddenly uncomfortable with her nightgown on.
"I need some real petting," she explained.
"We could do it so much better in bed."
"A fine idea.
The first fuck didn't take very long at all. Alan was feeling very strange with her, very angry with Talis, and the novelty of it all was simply too much for him to exercise any control over. Marala must have felt the same way because she came very quickly, then did so again, and Alan popped right after that.
Another drink, a quick trip to the bathroom, and they were both back in bed again. By the time they were through fucking for the night, three comes for
Alan later on, Alan didn't even remember that Talis existed, and he felt very cizy about Marala indeed.
He wasn't anything close to the love feelings that he used to have for Talis, and didn't want her to stay forever, but for the night she was certainly nice to sleep with. Marala's feelings weren't exactly the same, though.
She was already several steps ahead of him.
She could easily see herself replacing Talis, although she would only be able to do so on her vacation periods. Even though they had not known each other for very long, Marala could already feel the beginnings of real affection for this guy, and she had never known anything like it with a man before. The big problem was, how would Alan take it?
Marala wisely waited until he had enjoyed a few hours of sleep. Then, when he seemed to be stirring, she kissed him on his ear and began laying her plans on him.
"Alan, honey, are you really all that angry with Talis?"
"What was that? Talis? You can sure bet that I'm angry with her. If she was in here right now I would tell her to pack her things and leave."
"I wonder if you really mean that."
"Of course I do. Just what are you trying to say?"
"That I'm getting to really care for you. That if you get rid of Talis, I would very much like to take her place."
"Are you sure you know what you're saying."
"Yes, I do. And if you mean what you've been saying about Talis, I think we could work this out very nicely."
At first the suggestion sounded positively ridiculous. This older woman with the not too pretty face was not exactly a perfect substitute for Talis. But there was still something to be said in her favor. She was the sort who would be eternally grateful for every favor that Alan bestowed on her, and it was his guess that she still had a few things to learn about sex. Even though the age situation was reversed, this was a woman whom Alan could train to his own favorite ways.
He also could not forget that her position with internal security was very high up, much higher than his own, in fact. Being a part of her company could get him a post any place he chose in the galaxy, and there was no telling how high. Furthermore, she really was a good lay, and would no doubt get better with practice.
But there was no need to give her an answer immediately. Even when she was home, she would only be a laser message and a short flight away. He really should do some heavy thinking on this, Alan thought. There was too much at stake on all sides to make any hasty decisions.
CHAPTER NINE
Once he had decided to put all the heavy thinking off for some other time, Alan found it easier to fall into a deep sleep. So deep was it that he did not open his eyes again until the small hours of the morning. By then his tension over making the final step and asking Talis to leave was too much for him. His true feelings for her could not be denied in the cold light of an early day.
He got out of bed and went over to the viewing area, turning on the screen and soaking up the beauty of that gorgeous face and luscious body. Giving her up would be like giving up one of his balls.
"Hey, what's happening?" Marala called to him from the bed. "It's lonely in here without you."
"Talis is up. I just wanted to watch her for a while."
"She is beautiful at that. I suppose I'll join you. I may never see her again, especially like this."
Talis was pacing around the room wearing a very angry expression, and no doubt trying to take her mind off Alan as she rummaged through her closet and then tossed some clothes on a chair.
"Oh, damn you to prison planet, Alan," they heard her say as she stamped her foot.
Then she stepped out of her nightclothes and spent some time admiring herself in the full length mirror.
"You could do a lot worse than me," she muttered. "Well, if you don't want me, then I'll just have to take care of myself."
There was no doubt in the minds of Alan or Marala that all this was meant for Alan, although the woman seemed to be too preoccupied with her own bad humor to even think that Alan might be turned in. Angrily, she stomped across the room and flung herself down on the bed. She seemed to think deeply for a few seconds, then threw her hands up in the air.
"Aw, what's the use," they heard her say. Her hand went down between her legs and she began to frig herself more with determination to get off as quickly as possible. Fingers were flying, and her body was soon humping up off the bed.
"Maybe what she really needs is a woman," Marala commented. "She was pretty wild with me."
"I don't know what she needs anymore."
"Your prick is saying otherwise."
Alan looked down with great surprise. He had been so intent on wondering what he should do about Talis that he had not even realized he had raised a very impressive erection.
"I'm sorry, Marala. I guess there's no use in lying to either of you or myself."
"Don't feel bad. It doesn't really matter just why you got that hard-on, just as long as you allow me to have the benefit of it."
Marala came near him and leaned forward so that her naked nipples just barely grazed at his chest. Then she moved her shoulders so that her jugs began to sway and tickle his chest in this manner.
It felt great to him, but he had no doubt in his mind that this was also to her benefit. Her nipples grew long and sharp, became hot against his skin. She hugged herself tightly against him, then rubbed her soft underbelly against his rampant hard-on.
"I'm so very hot all over, Alan, darling. Sure you won't send me home in this frustrated condition," she said.
"That wouldn't be very hospitable of me, would itr
An instant later he had her on her back with her legs wide open and his prick deeply into her gash. Alan unconsciously sensed that this might be the last time he would ever make it with her, since his mind was mostly on Talis even at this moment, and yet it didn't stop him from giving her his best effort.
Again, this was a fast time for them, as once Alan was in the midst of it, he suddenly wanted to get it over with. He was hardly a gentleman about what he did, dropping his load in her before she even got close to her own orgasm, but suddenly he was very distracted and wanted her out of the house as quickly as possible.
As he helped her dress and pack her things in a great rush, Alan tried to explain himself as best he could.
"It's not that I haven't had a great time with you, and it's not that I've made up my mind against your suggestion. I just feel that Talis deserves a chance for the two of us to see if we can iron this all out before I call it quits with her. My conscience would never know any peace unless I gave her that much."
"I know I'm supposed to say that I understand completely," Marala said, "and I guess I do. But don't expect me to like it very much. I'll go now, but I'll be waiting for your message, and I won't be waiting long."
Alan understood the warning in her tone of voice, but he found it surprising that it didn't scare him in the least. Nothing was clear in his mind, but he knew that he had to have this time with Talis.
No sooner did he have Marala out the door that he rushed back to the viewing screen and found Talis still naked as she began to pace some more. There were tears in her eyes and her expression had softened to one of hurt. The sight of those tears all but broke Alan's heart.
He dashed in there and grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her fiercely until she was staring deeply into his eyes.
"You damn fool," he yelled. "Don't you know that I love you? All you had to do was say that you felt hurt for me to make it with Marala and that would have been the end of it. No kind of sexual fun is worth hurting you. You should have known that about me."
Talis turned away from him to wipe the tears from her eyes, and Alan could not resist the temptation to run his hard-on against her ass. As soon as she felt it, she pressed back against it and gave Alan just the thrill that he was looking for. Her buns rolled back and forth against his cock for a few moments. Then she reached behind herself and spread open her rear cleavage, letting his hard weapon rest in the heat of that groove before she pressed her buns back together again.
"Marala can be really beautiful when she's all sexed up. I can understand how you felt with her because I felt it myself. It is my fault, you're right, but I still didn't want to share you with any other woman, even though my horniness was saying otherwise. I hate to admit it, but I think I'm falling in love with you, Alan."
Alan kissed the nape of Talis's neck, then whispered softly in her ear.
"We both went through a lot of anguish for nothing."
"But that's over now, isn't it?"
"Oh yes, honey. Let me prove it to you with a good fuck."
Alan lowered his cock and drove it hard between her cheeks. She bent over a little and he was almost able to get into her ass-hole, but she suddenly had second thoughts about it.
"You can stick your cock into me anywhere you like, but I'd prefer it if we were in bed. I want this time to be special for us."
"Yes, I want that too. Come, my darling."
Alan swooped her up into his arms and carried her to the bed as if she were a fragile piece of artwork. This time they made love with much more tenderness than passion, and it lasted long, with Alan still holding Talis close to him long into the afterglow past their orgasms.
He stayed home from work that day and so did she, using all the time they could put together so that they could make love until their bodies could endure no more, and then talk over every last thing that ever bothered them about their relationship. When it was once again dark, and they were too exhausted to do anything else lie cuddled and talk, both of them agreed that what they had accomplished was well worth the loss of work-credits. They had come to a much better understanding of one another's feelings, and Talis declared that she no longer was jealous.
"You know, you had a pretty good time with Marala yourself, honey," Alan said. "Maybe if we both shared her, we could have our kicks and not hurt one another in any way."
"But I wouldn't want her here permanently. I so enjoy these private times with you, Alan."
"I agree. They have come to mean a great deal to me as well. How about just a long vacation period, and we'll see how things go from there. As long as we don't tell her that we have anything specific in mind, she shouldn't give us any trouble."
"That would be a good test of our love for one another and my lack of jealousy, wouldn't it?"
"It could also be a lot of kicks. What do you say?"
"I say we give it a try."
In his heart, Alan was not all that sure that Marala would be so easy to deal with, but he was determined that Talis not suffer no matter what the outcome with the other woman. His life was just beginning to be truly beautiful, and he believed he was setting a course where each thing he did only made it better. No woman in all the four united Galaxies was going to ruin that for him.
At work the next day, he sent Marala a very carefully worded message, explaining that she was welcome to visit on her next vacation period, but that she would have to understand she was a guest and in no way superior to Talis. She was told in no uncertain terms that the first time she overstepped her bounds, she would be asked to leave.
The message that came back was not very long, but it was specific. Just as long as Marala got her sex kicks with one or both of them, she would be most happy to accept all terms.
CHAPTER TEN
It was two weeks before Marala was able to get any time off for herself. She put it to good use, as she explained to them later on, getting rid of the young boy who had satisfied her needs before, but who had been so snippy about it all that he was better off gone now that she had a much better arrangement.
"Please don't take that to mean I don't understand our arrangements," she hastily added. "I just see no need for him even when I'm back on base, considering that the satisfactions I find here are so long-lasting."
She was then installed in the very same bedroom she had before, with her consent that she be observed whenever the couple cared to. Could she do the same with them?
"We'll have to see about that later on."
Since Marala never knew when they were looking or not, she quickly forgot to pay any attention to it, and went about her normal routines. The first two days she was there, neither the man nor the woman made it with her, wanting to use that time for all of them to get adjusted to their new arrangements. Alan also wanted both of his women to be really hot for him when he finally got the two of them together. He was sure that this way it was going to be one of their wildest times ever.
What he didn't expect, but what pleased him tremendously, and Talis as well, was that Marala would become quickly frustrated, and decided to try a little diverse pastime on her own. One night while they were watching her room, in waltzed another lady, extremely young and on the petite side, they had not given her any reason to feel she wouldn't be allowed to bring a guest in the house, and it didn't appear that this one was prepared to even spend the night. So what was the harm? Certainly nothing but fun could come of it.
"I'm not sure that I want this," the girl named Jonis explained. "I never had sex with a woman before. I was just thinking about it that night at the ladies' bar."
"There's no better way to find out where you're headed than to try it. I promise that there is no pain involved, and it can mean a great deal of pleasure for you. You can always have sex with men as well. This would just broaden your sexual horizons."
"I'm afraid."
"You just relax and chat with me a while. I thought you might feel like this and prepared some drinks. It should help. Get out of your clothes and step into this. You should be more comfortable."
The girl did as she was told, but took the sheer negligee into the bathroom to put it on. Then she came out very demurely, her hands fumbling to cover as much of the front of her body as it could.
"There's no need to do that. We're just two women having a little relaxation. Tell you what. I'll go inside to put mine on, too. Maybe that will scare you a little less."
Soon they were relaxing on the lounge in the sitting area of Marala's room, and Jonis seemed much happier. There was a safe distance between them and the older woman was making no aggressive moves.
Three drinks later, Marala did try to lay hands on the girl, quite cautiously, but she balked and began to cry. The moment was lost, and after that everything Marala said or did only served to make matters worse. Talis and Alan, watching, were sadly disappointed.
"Listen, I have an idea for some fun with the two of them, and since I could tell that you find the girl appealing, you should be willing to go along with it. Why don't I seduce both women, and then get them to go to bed with each other? You could have all three of us once the other two were all primed and ready, and in the meanwhile it should make for some terrific viewing pleasure," Talis suggested. "And don't worry, this won't mean any trouble between you and I."
"Well, I suppose that it's worth a try."
"It's really a very simple plan, and that's the kind which always works, all I have to do is get the girl to play. I know that I can have Marala any time I want her. I take the two of them into my room, so that you can watch with ease, of course, get them both so hot that they can't stand it, and then I suggest that they both come to bed with me."
"That just might work."
"Oh, it will. I guarantee it."
"But how will they make love to each other?"
"Either by my suggestion, or I just happen to disappear at the right time, when they're both so hot that they naturally have to grab each other. Nothing outside of a lesbian aphrodisiac could work any easier."
"You know, if you're not careful, you just might wind up getting raped by the two of them."
"I could think of a lot worse things that could happen to me."
"It sounds like either way you can't lose, and since your pleasure is my pleasure, you definitely have my permission to begin. But you better hurry and find a way to get that girl invited for the weekend. There won't be much of a plan without her."
"No sooner said than done."
Talis was careful about how she executed this phase of her plan. She went downstairs and then called Marala on the intercom, asking her if she had a guest, and if so, would the guest care to stay the weekend. A separate room would be made up for her, and she would be free to come and go as she pleased.
After what sounded like a great deal of conversation, Jonis finally agreed and Talis was ready to begin her next phase.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
During the next day, as they had little precious time to spare, Alan saw Talis working on the two women, one at a time, in high gear. Marala was quick and easy to respond, ready to hop into bed with Talis at a moment's notice, and stating that she was ready to give up on Jonis, and send her home. Talis, however, did not agree, and whenever Marala was not around, she turned her charm powers on full force with the younger girl.
Jonis still showed some fear, but she was warming to Talis in spite of herself. As the hours went by, Alan could see that it was going to be a slow procedure with the younger one, but he had faith that Talis would have her ready by bedtime.
Marala was already running out of patience, and Alan found it very amusing to watch the way she was fawning all over Talis. She was practically a servant to her now, and while Alan knew she was doing this in the hopes that Talis would spend the night with her alone, she was actually getting to Jonis, because the younger girl Was seeing affection between two women as a little closer to normal now.
Talis was well aware of all the current flowing around her, and she took great care to dress in sheer lounging things which none of the people in the house saw fit to criticize. Pretty soon it was not only Marala or Alan who was sneaking peeks at a jiggling tit or the bounce of her nearly bare buns. Whenever she thought that no one was looking, Jonis would do the very same thing.
Alan chuckled when Jonis found an excuse to lean over Talis at the table, just so she could look down her plunging neckline. The girl all but drooled down there! She stared so long that Alan had to look at her, and then her face blushed a deep shade of crimson.
But she made no attempt to touch Talis in any way, and Talis had the idea that she might do so, but only if invited. Marala was all over the place, however, and Talis knew that the big show had better go on soon, or Marala was going to lose her cool and grab her prey where she stood.
Late in the afternoon, Talis moved into the next phase. She invited Jonis to come to her room and enjoy a special new music tape, which she said was for her ears only, since the older people would not appreciate it. Naturally, Alan was informed in enough time to be in his room, with his viewing equipment turned on.
Talis made sure that she was seated in a way forcing Jonis to be looking down at her ample cleavage, and the long expanse of uncovered thighs from the open front of her lounging dress. Unable to stop herself, Jonis let her eyes travel downward. But it was not until Talis flashed her the same appraising look that the girl realized she was in the opening phases of a sexual encounter.
She could have run out of the room, but she didn't. Instead she sank into a seat and stood there smiling stupidly while Talis reached up and brought the girl's head down to her own so that she could kiss her.
Seeing that Jonis still did not back away, Talis decided to take her a little further. Her hand came up and she touched the side of the girl's face. Talis looked deeply into her eyes and found that the message was clear. She was no longer frightened.
Their second kiss was a much more passionate one, so good that Alan began feeling a little left out. It was Talis who pulled away first, but did so gently so that the girl would not be misled.
"Are you ready for some real loving now, Jonis?" she asked.
"Yes, if you promise to be easy on me."
"You'll love it, honey. Just trust me."
They sat together on the velvet lounge, and this time when they kissed, it was long, and with a tight embrace in the bargain. Jonis was transformed and suddenly mad for Talis. Her hands roamed all over her body, seeking to discover it as if it belonged to another sex.
Talis moved away, but only enough to be a tease. The girl moved right after her and found her mouth with her own. She boldly stroked one of her thighs, then went up higher, obviously searching for her pussy. But Talis stopped her just in time.
She stood up in order to put some distance between them. Then she excused herself for just a moment, saying that she wanted to check with Alan on something before she turned in for the night. The girl was too naive to think anything of it.
Talis ran down the hall and dashed into Alan's room, coming across a man who was feeling very horny and eager to be on with it.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked her. "It's okay with me if you get it on with the girl."
"But the idea was for her to do just that with Marala, so that you and I can be together and watch it."
"Well, maybe so. What happens next, then?"
"I think that once I get the two of them together, Marala will take care of the girl in whatever way comes to her mind. She might use her mouth, her fingers, or one of those automated dildoes that I have stashed in the drawer. I'm sure that the girl will be willing to do some things for her, but I have no doubt that Marala will be the one in charge. I'll be there while they get comfortable with each other, and then I'll make my excuses. In no time at all I'll be sharing every bit of that excitement with you."
"Yes, but how much involved will you have to get yourself before you can break free?"
"Pretty deeply, I'm afraid. That girl is a virgin when it comes to women, and I'll have to have her in a passionate lather, insane with heat so that even if she dives into bed with the wrong woman, nothing will stop her from seeing to it that she gets her goodies."
"I hope that Marala knows what she's doing. She told us that you were the first woman she ever made it with."
"Oh, you don't have to worry about the two of them. Once I'm through getting them all hot and bothered, they'll tear into each other like a pair of animals during mating season."
"I suppose that you know best."
"I certainly do, as you are about to find out. Now excuse me, while I do a little work on Marala."
Alan was hoping it wouldn't take much work with Marala, as he had a hard-on that just wouldn't quit, and he was forced to begin stroking it slowly as he stationed himself in front of the big screen while he waited for Talis to re-enter the bedroom. When he felt that it was going to be a while before the two of them went back to her room, he switched to Marala's room to discover what was going on there.
"Come and sit by me," Marala was saying as she patted the side of the bed. "Tell me what's been happening."
"Oh, I've just been having a little talk with Jonis. She is a beautiful little thing', isn't she?"
"Yes, too bad she's so shy about what she really wants. I'll bet she would be just wonderful in bed."
"I wish you wouldn't talk anymore about her, Marala. Just thinking about her lovely body is making me very warm. Would you mind if I slipped out of this negligee?"
"Oh, not at all!"
A sound that was almost a whimper came from deep in Marala's chest as the younger woman's beautiful breasts swung free just inches from her nose. Marala's mouth was watering to be tasting it, but she didn't dare to make the attempt unless she had some kind of a willing signal from Talis.
Instead, Talis got up from the bed and walked around the room naked for a little while. She claimed that she was feeling slightly restless, but she was really putting on a show for the other woman.
Then, when she could see that Marala was looking positively feverish, she stretched herself out on her side beside Marala on the bed, and spoke to her in her most sultry tone.
"I'm really flattered by the way you look at me, dear. Especially since your body is exceptionally beautiful in its own right."
Marala's hands went involuntarily to her own breasts. She lifted them a little, hoping that they looked even better this way.
"Why don't you do a little posing for me, sweetie?" Talis suggested. "I just love to admire beautiful women. But please take off that lounging robe. You look so much more beautiful without it."
Wordlessly, Marala stood up, and then began to take a few turns around the room, her eyes never leaving Talis's face as she did so. Her hands went to the hem of her gown, hesitated and then drew the garment over her head. This she dropped to the floor and now there were two naked women in the room, each hotly eyeing the other.
Marala sucked in her breath, then reached out to touch one of Talis's tits. Talis didn't budge, and the older woman took heart. She touched the other breast, and getting the same results, began to play with the pair of them.
All this time Talis stood quietly, though one of her hands came up to caress Marala's belly. Talis dropped her own hands to her sides, and then beckoned to Marala.
"Surely you can do better than that."
"Yes, of course I can."
Marala had the open invitation that she had been waiting for. She wasted no time in taking advantage of it by pressing her mouth to one of Talis's nipples and starting to suck. At first she tried to be cool about it, but emotion soon overwhelmed her. With a rending sob, she held Talis about the waist, then fed as much tit meat to her mouth as it would hold.
Talis looked over toward where Alan would be watching on the other side of the wall. Then she put her arms around the older woman and suggested that they go to bed.
"I thought you would never ask," Marala said with a heavy sigh of relief.
As soon as they were there, Talis began fondling Marala's breasts, moved down over her stomach and dipped very briefly between her thighs. There was a not so gentle fondling in there, but before she could go too far, Talis told her that her attention was restricted to her breasts.
Not wanting to be left out altogether, Marala moved her mouth up once again and sucked those tits as avidly as Talis would allow. Talis did allow, but only for so long. Just as Marala once again believed that she was the one in control, Talis turned the tables.
She lay fully down on her back, with her thighs slightly parted. It looked as if Marala was free to do as she pleased with her. Soon kisses were lain all over her breasts, sucking ones on her nipples, then she was kissed all the way down to her quivering belly. Then the moment came when Talis almost lost the battle.
There was one instant when Marala's mouth hovered over the younger woman's cunt. But Talis was able to maneuver her away just in time by pulling her head up, and pressing her own mouth to that greedy one. She did however, allow Marala to put her hand down there.
In spite of herself, Talis had to gasp when Marala's fingers made contact with her clit. Then she lay back and allowed the older woman to give her some gentle masturbation. Marala was soon whimpering with passion as her fingers flew in and out of Talis's body.
Suddenly Alan heard Talis gasp. Then she grabbed Marala's hand and yanked it away. Another few seconds and she would have come, totally defeating her purpose for being there in the first place.
"Listen," she stammered, "I have to get back to Alan now. He must be wondering what's going on here. Why don't you meet me in my room in a few minutes? You go there now. I'll tend to Alan and I'll be right there."
"I'll be waiting, my darling, but not patiently, so please hurry."
Before Marala could say anymore, Talis put on her negligee and left. Out in the hall, Talis looked around excitedly to see if anyone was out there, then stroked her breasts a few times before walking on down to Alan's room. She tapped gently at his door and all but fell into his arms.
"Congratulate me, Alan. My plan is working perfectly."
"A little too perfectly from what I saw."
"Oh, it got a little steamy in there for a while, but nothing I couldn't handle."
"Yes, so I noticed."
"Well, she is a hot bitch once she gets going."
"But you told me that you would be able to control her."
"I did get out of there in time, though." 'Just barely."
"Alan, you sound very jealous."
"Well, I am. But I know that it will subside just as soon as we get going with the action."
"Yes, but you only get to watch, as far as I can tell right now."
"You don't have to rub it in."
"Speaking of rubbing, she did a real job on me. Do you see how wet I am down there?"
"I can see, but I'd much rather taste."
"Later, man, later. But if you want to catch a good show, then settle down there in front of the screen. It should be starting any minute now."
"Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we just send Marala into your room right now, while you stay here with me. If you were as good as you say you were at turning those two on, they should be able to take it the rest of the way by themselves."
"Sounds fine to me. Things have been going so well that a little change shouldn't hurt."
"You know something, Talis? Maybe there's more danger of things working out well than not at all."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, if those two get along, and you decide to get along with them, and you also decide to get along with me, then I could have myself a house full of girls, but only one that I could fuck."
"It wouldn't have to go like that at all. I'll bet you could fuck all three of us, singly or at the same time. Just let's work this girlie thing out first. I have a hunch that after that, those two will be more than willing to do anything we suggest."
"Do you guarantee that?"
"All I can guarantee is that those two will be making it without us to enjoy it we don't stop this bickering right now and settle in. Don't worry. I've never steered you wrong, have I?"
This was a point that Alan could not argue. Talis's plans always seemed to have a way of working for the both of them. He had never planned on living with so many women at the same time, and the two in the other room didn't have to be there on a permanent basis, but it was still a lot to take in right away.
He decided that this was not the time to make such considerations. Whatever happened after this, however it worked out with one, two or three of them, he was certainly going to have one great show to watch.
"Hey, will you come over here, Alan? Marala just walked in there. The show's about to begin."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jonis looked startled when Marala entered the room. While she was alone, she had been anxiously masturbating herself, so she was still good and hot. But she had not kept herself all worked up for the woman who had scared her in the first place.
The first thing she did was make a grab for her negligee, but Marala's hand stopped her before she got it on. Marala took off her own robe and sat down beside her. Her mind was working, and she was pretty sure that she had figured out Talis's scheme.
"Don't be afraid, my darling," she whispered. "I'll be just as good to you as Talis was."
"Oh, I'm so hot by now that it almost doesn't matter. But I'm scared too. Please, will you be gentle with me?"
"Yes, and loving. I will make you know pleasures that you have never known. I doubt if Talis told you, but I taught her everything she knows about making love to a woman."
In the other room, Talis and Alan were having a good chuckle over that one.
"Go ahead and set up the hologram, Alan," Talis said. "Sound and everything. I want Marala to catch this later on when I'm sure that she's going to try to deny the whole thing."
"The hologram isn't a bad idea. If I should decide that I don't want her here anymore, and she gives us trouble about it, I can always threaten to send it back to her base commander."
"Yes, it would make for good insurances, wouldn't it."
Alan set up the equipment while Marala was still trying to calm the girl down verbally. Then he went back to Talis and cuddled up with her. Their simple passion had turned to genuine love and affection, and this occasion was no exception."
"Oh, darling," they heard Marala say, "you don't have to do anything at all. Just leave everything to me and enjoy it."
Talis and Alan moved in closer to the screen while Talis spread her legs so that Alan could play with her clit while they watched. Soon the dialogue was getting to be as good as the show.
"Oh, Marala, I'm scared. I don't know what to do."
"Just relax and let me get on top of you."
"But what are we going to do?"
"We can start by rubbing clits and pussies. Open mine up for me, like a good girl."
"I don't know how to do that."
"With your fingers, silly."
Jonis's hand was shaking, but she did as she was told. A second later, Marala gave out a stifled scream, and then buried her face in the girl'sneck.
"Yes, just like that. My, you have such a wonderful touch."
"Oh, Marala, I don't want to play this teasing game. Please go down on me. I want to know what that feels like."
"Yes, my dear. Gladly."
Marala dipped her head right down and went to work with the greatest of relish. She licked and sucked in wild abandon, putting everything she had into the effort, and forgot all about the fact that she was probably being watched by Alan and Talis. In no time at all she had the girl so insane with passion that she locked her legs around Marala's head and held her tightly imprisoned there as she quaked and shook, spewing come down her throat and all over her face.
That was the moment when Talis and Alan decided that they could no longer keep their place on the wrong side of the wall. They tiptoed into the other room and turned the lights on before the girls even knew they were there.
This was especially true for Jonis. She was soaring so far out on her orgasm that she kept right on going, even with the lights on, and even with two admiring people standing right at the edge of the bed. Marala had been just about at that point herself, but her head was still clear enough to realize that they now had an audience, front row center.
When she saw them, she struggled to get free of the girl, and they noticed, much to their surprise, that Marala was very angry.
"You set the two of us up just for your entertainment If I knew what was going on, I wouldn't have minded. But you two are really low."
"Tell me you didn't love it," Talis challenged.
"I think Jonis's condition should tell you that she didn't suffer by what we did," Alan said.
"I just resent being set up, even if Jonis doesn't."
"I'm too tired and happy now to know how I feel," Jonis said. "Give me some time to clear my head and think about it."
"I certainly don't have to think about it," Marala said angrily. "I'm getting out of here."
"Go if you want to," Talis called after her, "but we all know that you really don't want to."
Marala stopped in her tracks, not really knowing what to do now. Talis knew her only too well. True, she was embarrassed at being caught like that, but she did have herself a great time, and if there was a chance, she would certainly like more of the same.
Alan went out for some stiff drinks all around, and brought them back on a tray along with a platter of refreshing protein goodies. It was his plan that once everyone relaxed and made friends again, he just might be able to get some hard action for himself.
Now that Jonis had her wits about her again, she was feeling a little ashamed for having succumbed so easily. She understood that she had been watched during this performance, and this made it even worse for her, as Talis was the woman she had really wanted. So she began to cry, and her little tears soon turned into a heavy flow.
Alan felt really sorry for her. She was an innocent pawn in all this, and really had deserved to make a voluntary choice for herself about going to bed with one woman or another, or none at all. Her eyes were big as she looked to him for help, and he tossed over a robe, then helped her on with it, hoping that this would make her even the slightest bit more comfortable.
"Now you just sip that drink and try to relax," he told her. "Don't think for a moment that you've done anything wrong. In this house we believe that anything having to do with sex, as long as both of the partners enjoy it, is perfectly normal."
"But I'm still not sure that I want to hang around for any more of this. I mean, I didn't even have the chance to make it with you, sir. There should be some freedom about this."
She stood up and clutched the robe more tightly about herself, looking pouty, and not a little spoiled as she struck an arrogant pose. Until that moment
Alan had taken pity on her, but now she was showing another side, and he felt that she should be put in her place. Before she could close the robe to fully cover her breasts, Alan grabbed on to the collar of it and pulled the garment down her arms. When she tried to pull away from her, the thing tore right in half, and suddenly she was stark naked all over again.
Jonis gasped and stumbled backwards as Alan suddenly reached out to squeeze one of her breasts. There wasn't much to them, but they were nice and hard, making a pleasant change for him from the soft, big ones. The girl turned and tried to get away from him again, but this time it was Talis who stopped her.
"You're not running, and you're not putting on any clothes. You said that you felt cheated because you didn't get the choice of a man. Well, now you're getting it and I won't have you insulting my lover by refusing. Besides, everyone here knows that you're still hot for sex."
"Do you really want her, Alan?" Marala asked. "I'm sure that I could show you a better time than she could."
"Don't you think that should be up to Alan to decide? Now look, ladies. I think we should all remember that this is Alan's home, and he is the boss here. He can screw anyone he pleases."
"What's the matter, Talis? Can't you satisfy him anymore?" Marala said with blood in her eye.
"I can satisfy him in many ways that you can't, Marala, and one of them is seeing to it that he has all the variety he needs. It's no wonder you can't get along with men. You never think about anything but your own ego."
"I don't have to take this from you."
"That's true, you don't. I would throw you out of here on your ass right now, but you're a guest in this house, and you can stay, at least the night. Now get out of here and go back to your room before I change my mind. At least if we all calm down, there's a chance we can have a better time tomorrow."
"Oh, all right!" Marala stammered, and stalked out of the room. She hadn't really wanted to leave, but Talis was probably right. Marala had already said a few things she was sure she would feel sorry about in the morning. There was no doubt in adding anything more to it.
With tears in her eyes, she looked one more time at the three of them, understanding that she was being rejected in a way. Then she saw both Talis and Alan reaching for the girl and she couldn't bear to remain in the room and watch a moment longer. She went out without another word and closed the door carefully behind her.
Meanwhile, Jonis crouched on the bed, not knowing whether to run, fight, or stay there and enjoy herself. She tried to cover her cunt, but knew that wouldn't be much protection for her as Alan approached the bed.
"I'm still kind of mad at you," she told him.
"There's no need to be. It was all for your own good."
"I think you're just a pervert. She is too, and that's what you've been trying to make me into."
"Now look, girl. There's no need to get snippy about this. Maybe we should run the hologram we made for you. You were certainly having a great time for yourself. Your orgasm was magnificent."
"I think you're rotten. I hate you both!"
"That's enough, I said!" Alan yelled.
"Oh, let her get all her anger out, darling," Talis said in a soothing tone. "She'll feel better."
"I hate you more than I hate him!"
"You're really going too far now, girl. If you don't shut up, you could wind up with a good spanking, or worse."
"You know something, Alan? I think that's just what she needs. It will clear her head up and get her bottom nice and warmed. After that you just might want to fuck her there."
"That's the best idea you've had all night."
"I don't think so," Jonis interjected. "I didn't come here to be spanked by two lechers."
"Now that's tough," Talis said. "I'm going to spank you for the things you said to me, and then Alan gets his turn. After that we'll decide what else to do with you."
"Oh, please, you're not really going to beat me, are you?"
"Just a spanking. Some women get to enjoy it. I have a hunch that you may be one of them."
"I don't think so," Jonis said as she tried to crawl around the bed and away from the two of them.
"Well, we do, and that's what matters," Talis told her.
This was the first moment that Jonis realized they weren't kidding about the spanking bit. She looked first to one determined face and then the other. Her own face went pale.
Her arrogance was gone and she looked badly frightened now. She tried to get off the bed, but Alan grabbed her again and pushed her down on the mattress while she kicked and squirmed frantically.
"How do you want to do this to her?" Talis asked.
"You hold her down for me while I do the work. I wouldn't want you to make that lovely hand all sore."
"How thoughtful of you."
Talis then held the girl face down on the bed while Alan tried to find the best position for himself.
"You hit me and I'll scream," Jonis said.
"And what good do you think it will do? Marala won't come to save you, and we have the noise abatement equipment running all night. But I don't happen to like hearing that kind of noise myself, so we'll just use this quieting spray in your mouth, and that will be the end of it."
The spray he mentioned was still in the experimental stages, being tested for use by security, but Alan had brought a canister home, thinking there was no telling when he could make good use of something like that. Once he had sprayed her mouth, the best she would have been able to get off would be a stifled moan or groan. That would sound like passion, so it was just fine with him.
Talis went around to where her head was and made sure she was firmly held in position. Then she blew a kiss at her man.
"She's all ready for you now."
With Talis holding her firmly in front, all Alan had to do was lean his weight on the back of her legs. Now she was all ready for the spanking of her life. He looked down at the young girl's tender bottom and found that the sight of it plus the thought of what he was about to do, was giving him a tremendous hard-on.
"How many times do you think I should hit her, Talis? After all, she did cooperate with Marala."
"That's true, and she was very sweet to me earlier. I think we should go light on her this time."
"Okay, I'm ready to begin if you are."
"Wait. I want to take this negligee off. I'll be more comfortable without it."
Alan raised his hand way up in the air, but as it came down, he found that he did not have the heart to hit her too hard. So he brought it down more lightly than he had first intended. Still, the slap made a nice, resounding noise in the room, and Talis flashed him a big smile, saying that she was proud of him for being so forceful.
The girl made a muffled scream, but it was of no consequence. He had not hit her that hard, and she wasn't really hurt.
So the spanking went on at this casual pace, wounding the girl's dignity more than it did her bottom. Talis and he flashed hot glances to one another all during the spanking, finding that it had the same erotic effect both of them. There were moments when they wanted to forget all about the girl and fuck each other, but the spanking was so stimulating that they kept on going.
But once he had gotten both of her cheeks nicely pink, Alan felt that it was time for he and Talis to examine his handiwork. The girl was no longer even whimpering. Just as Talis had said she would, she was starting to like what he was doing to her. Her bottom was a bright pink, and there was heat down there wherever he touched her.
"What do you think?" Alan asked. "Has she had enough?"
"If this were earlier in the night, I would say yes, but she was kind of snippy to us. Maybe a few more paddles will do the trick."
Alan raised his hand again and paddled her four more times. By now his cock was raging hard and he was more in the mood to get his rocks off than spank the girl any longer. Talis saw his condition and called over to him.
"It won't be much longer now, darling. But keep going. The more you spank her, the more spunk you're going to have for a nice, rousing fuck."
"That's just fine, honey."
"Oh, by the way, I mean that fuck to be for me. No woman can take care of your beautiful prick the way I do."
Alan nodded his head and went back to this work. By now her buns were jiggling every time he smacked her, and he was trying to make sure that the redness was an even color all over her ass. But he didn't realize that he was getting to deeply involved in what he was doing, and was smacking her harder than was necessary.
Jonis's back arched, her head jerked up, and a muffled sob came from deep in her throat. Her ass muscles clenched, then relaxed and clenched again. Then her entire body went limp, as if she had resigned herself to her humiliating fate.
"Hey, take it easy, Alan. This was meant to be a lesson to her, not a real beating," Talis warned.
That brought him out of his trance, and he lightened up on her immediately. Guilt overtook him and this time when his hand came down, it hardly touched her. Jonis went limp as a dishrag, her tears overflowing.
"It's over now, Jonis. You were very brave about it all, and I trust we can all relax and have a good time now."
Talis let her go and Alan leaned across her to give her a little spray of the stuff that would release her jaws. He was still concerned about the girl's welfare, and thought about screwing her right then and there to make up for the spanking. But no sooner did he lean over to release her mouth that he caught a close-up view of Talis's naked body. It was flushed with desire, and her face was positively a mask of lust. Her beautiful tits were heaving and as she looked back at him, Alan could barely read the message of lust in her blazing eyes.
Her nipples were dark red and swollen, her lips were parted and her heavy breathing was loud in the room. Alan was amazed. She was just as excited by the spanking as Alan was! Her hands lifted her breasts in the direction of his mouth, and if he had any doubt in his mind before, there was none left now.
Talis was so far into it that she was just about to begin massaging her own breasts when she forcefully stopped herself and took his hands to her jugs instead. They throbbed against his palms with a crazy heat and Alan felt his prick growing by leaps and bounds.
"Fuck me darling, fuck me right here and now," she croaked.
"Don't you want Jonis to leave us first?"
"No, she's fine right where she is. Let this be a further lesson to her, the great sex she can have just as long as she doesn't go copping attitudes. I want her to watch. Hurry, dear, get out of your things."
Alan didn't have to be told something like that twice. He tore his things off as Talis lay back on the bed, her eyes pleading with him to hurry.
In seconds he was naked, very hard and ready to do erotic battle with her. Talis was lying just beside Jonis. Her beautiful legs were open and her wet twat beckoning to him. As he knelt there with his cock pointed at that heavenly target, she opened her mouth for a searing kiss.
"Darling, this is going to be the best fuck ever," she whispered.
"I know it. I feel all those wonderful vibrations too."
"Hurry, will you?'
Alan was shaking in all his limbs as he hovered over that succulent body. The nearness of Jonis, his side rubbing against hers, and feeling her staring eyes burning into his belly she watched the steady advance of his prick, had him nearly beyond his self-control. He was in great danger of shooting long before he stuck his dick in where it belonged, but by summoning up the last vestiges of his will, he was barely able to hold out.
He was just about to ram it into her when she closed her hand around the shaft and stopped him for an instant.
"No, wait. I want Jonis to be a part of this."
His face beet red with passion now, Alan held back while Talis moved closer to the girl. She cocked a leg over her, then actually laid on top of her, their backs pressing together, with Talis's legs wide open.
"Ram me now, ram me hard," she beckoned.
Her voice was so low and husky that Alan almost didn't hear her as she lifted her ass clear of the girl's back. Her legs were as widespread as she could get them without causing pain to her muscles, her arms were outspread and lifted towards her lover.
Alan eagerly mounted her, but first he had to spread the girl's legs in order to have enough space for him to kneel in and have an easy road to Talis's cunt. He held himself above her open sex for a few moments, savoring the sense of anticipation, then plunged straight into it.
"Ahhhhhhhh!! ! ! " she cried out. "That feels so good."
"Yeah, baby. This is going to be the best fuck
Alan felt the searing flesh of her inner tunnel cling lovingly against the sides of his cock, and at the same time, he could feel the heat of the girl's recently spanked buns when his balls bounced against them. Jonis was groaning beneath them, as it had to be difficult for her to take their weight, but the hard fucking couple was past all reason. In fact, her groans and motions only served to entice them to even more perverse feats of passion. Once they were moving, though, the weight was easier for her to bear, and she began to like the feeling of the friction from their writhing bodies.
Talis's ass slapped up and down on the girl's back as she and Alan fucked madly. She was babbling, squealing and squirming like a young girl enjoying her first dick. Intense sexual heat to this degree had to be contagious, and Alan picked up on it, saying silly things and cursing like anything until the girl herself began enjoying their screwing and just about managed to get her hand under her belly while the couple above was in an up position so that she could frig her cunt while they were at it.
In no time at all the three of them were working in perfect unison, and Alan saw to it that the girls got off two times each before he allowed himself to get even close to coming. By then he was so enthralled with his women and his present situation that he had thrown his arms around the two of them and thought that he had to be the happiest man in all four galaxies. There was a great deal of shouting and groaning coming from all three of them as Alan finally shot a tremendous load into Talis's hungry body.
It was not until his head cleared a little that he took full notice of the height of the girl's ecstasy. She had come several times herself, and wasn't in the least bit uncomfortable. He had somehow reached under her and was still mauling her tits when his eyes focused enough for him to see what he was doing.
There could be no doubt in any of their minds that this had been a screwing which should go down in the record books. Talis no doubt felt the same way, as it was apparent that the fuck had taken a great deal out of her.
Alan had to help her to her feet, and when she was up, she needed in lean against the end of the bed in order to stay up there. Her legs were wobbly, her body still shaking badly and yet she was beaming from ear to ear.
She put herself into Alan's arms and they congratulated each other heartily on their magnificent performance.
"That was super. We really ought to try it again some time," Alan said with a sly chuckle.
"Not on my body you don't," Jonis said. "I don't mind being in bed with the two of you, but next time around I better be getting some positive action. I've already had my initiation, so it's only fair."
"You're beginning to get some sense into your head, Jonis. And since you've been such a good sport, we may just reward you by keeping you around here for a while. Now that you're cooperating, it will mean more kicks and less punishment. But none of that has to be decided to night. I don't think that any of us is such great condition by now," Talis told her. "Why don't we all just get some sleep and talk about it tomorrow."
"See what you can do to make her a little more comfortable, honey," Alan suggested. "We want her to be all smiles when she opens her eyes in the morning."
Talis found a bottle of antiseptic spray, then some for taking the pain away, and went to work gently on the girl's behind. Jonis sighed and stopped her trembling. She was feeling much better on her bottom, but also about the people who were taking care of her.
When Talis's chores had been completed, she carefully turned the girl over so that she would be able to get into a comfortable sleeping position, then pulled the covers over her. Talis kissed the girl on the cheek, and on a sudden impulse, Alan kissed her full on the mouth.
"You'll be fine, dear," Talis told her. "Alan and I have some special thoughts about you. If you're in the mood when we all get up in the morning, maybe something can be worked out that all of us will love."
Alan and Talis left her then, going down to Alan's room with Talis leaning heavily on his arm because she was still weak and very tired. Once in the bedroom, they crawled straight into his bed and switched all the lights off.
"Honey?" Talis murmured sleepily.
"Yes, what is it?'
"Tell me the truth. Would you like to take that girl on as your steady lover, along with me?"
"I would like to have some fun with her from time to time, but if it would hurt you to have her living in this house, then I would just as soon not. Your happiness means more to me."
"And what about Marala? Do you think it's fun to have her around?"
"Not all three of you, if that's what you're thinking of. My job as pressure enough for me. Three women to contend with would be too much even for a great stud like myself."
"Well, even I wouldn't want those two living here, and I've been meaning to tell you that I have to do some traveling between here and another star base from now on, but I still think that something could be worked out. If handled properly, we could have ourselves a terrific situation."
"Do I have to decide tonight?"
"Certainly not. The biggest decision you have to make tonight is which side of the bed you want to sleep on."
"Whichever side happens to be here."
"Good night then, my love. Tomorrow should be a very interesting day for us all."
"Every day around here is very interesting. A dull one would be something of a novelty."
"That will never happen if I have anything to say about it."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Marala was the first one down to breakfast the next morning, and looking very ashamed of herself when she greeted Talis and Alan with a steaming pot of Tarnesian porridge.
"I hope you two can forgive me for being such a misery last night. If you say I don't have to leave the house this minute, I'd like to talk things over with you," she began.
"There's nothing you have to say on that score," Alan told her. "It's all over now.
"I shouldn't have been so pushy with you, and I shouldn't have minded a little harmless fun like that. After all, it did me no harm. Maybe I just didn't want to be left out of the great things that you two share. I guess I was just jealous."
"You weren't the only one who gave us trouble last night," Talis explained. "We had to be a lot stricter with Jonis."
Then they gave her a short synopsis of what had occurred with the girl, making sure that she heard all of the most exciting details, like the way she had responded to the spanking and how turned on she got when they fucked on top of her.
"But she was supposed to be for me!"
"There's your jealousy again. We thought you understood that in this house we share everything," Talis said. "Maybe that's why you couldn't believe that I love Alan. Because I was willing to have him share pleasure with other women, and anything else that made him happy. The holograms, this house, my coming to this planet in the first place."
"I'm a few years older than you, Talis, but I guess I haven't learned as much about men as you have. Maybe if you're willing to allow me to be here from time to time, I can learn from you."
"I don't know about that," Alan said. "Twice you promised that you would change your ways, and it still comes out spelling trouble."
"But this time I would make every effort. Before, I made those promises grudgingly. Now I'm saying it because I've learned my lesson. You two have a very special lifestyle here, and I want to be a part of it. It's worth whatever you ask of me."
"That is very noble of you, but I find your nobility a little overwhelming right now. Last night we allowed Jonis to show her anger after she had been punished, so that we all could get off to a fresh start this morning. You have to be feeling some anger yourself, so if you're going to get along," Alan said, "maybe you want to get yours out in the open, too."
"If you must know, the only anger I feel is towards Talis. I wanted her to be my friend and lover. Instead I wound up with neither, and she got to play with my little girl."
"And wouldn't you like to get back at her for all that?'
"Yes, I would, but only once, and then I'm sure I would be over all the bad feelings forever."
"What do you think we should do to help her work it out, Talis? You have any suggestions?"
"I suppose she should have the right to spank me as we did with Jonis. It would be only fitting."
"You can't be serious!" Alan said with alarm.
"Oh, yes I can, and I am. Marala, maybe you would like to spank me right here in front of Alan. It would show him, as well as you that I am willing to cooperate and get along with all of us together. No more angers and no more jealousies."
"No, Talis, I wouldn't want to do that," Marala said.
"You know that you really want to. Now you find a good seat for yourself, Alan, and meanwhile I'll get ready."
Talis promptly opened her robe, letting it fall to her feet before she stepped out of it. She looked positively stunning, standing naked in the middle of the kitchen. Then she turned and looked at both of them, eyes blazing for the same reason.
"What are we waiting for? Let's go into the living room where we can get to it. I'm ready physically and I'm mentally prepared. Please don't make me wait to tend to my duty."
As Talis walked into the living room and then draped herself, belly down over one of the lounges, Alan decided that matters had already gone too far. He was the man of the house, and it was up to him to run the show.
"That's it, you two!" he suddenly shouted. "This has gone too far already. Marala you go get her robe for her, and Talis, you put it on. There will be no more spankings in this house."
"It's my ass and I'm willing to sacrifice it," Talis said.
"It's my cock everyone seems to really be fighting over in this house, and I won't have any more of it. Now is that understood or do we all break this up right now and go our separate ways?"
The two women looked at each other and knew that he wasn't kidding. It was best to cooperate.
"Look, you two, if anyone deserves to be punished, then it should be me. I'm the one who dreamt up this house with all the gadgets in the first place.
"I've dragged women over from three different planets to be in on this scheme with me, and I'm the one you've all been fighting over. If I was any kind of a man at all, I would be leading a much more normal life. We're all equally guilty, so why don't we just forget all this nonsense about discipline and try to decide where we go from here. Personally, if I was any one of the three of you, or all of you, I would leave here and never come back. But that would have to be your decision."
"As far as I'm concerned," Talis said, "everyone here has made their little speech and the air has been cleared. We're all decent people under this, and I put it off to gross passion, a condition in which people will do just about anything to satisfy their great needs. I say that Marala and I go up to speak to Jonis, and tend to her if she needs us. It should be up to the three women to decide where to go from here. All I need to know from you is if you want any of us or all of us, and how often."
Alan nodded his head. Sense and order was starting to come back to his life. Let the women work it out between them. It was the only way the concept could work.
"You two go on up," he finally said to them. "I'll give you some time and then come up for your answer. As for me, I only want Talis to live here with me. She's my favorite lady. But if the other two wish to come here from time to time and do a little partying, then it's fine with me. I just want no fighting, either with me, or between any of you."
The two women nodded, then kissed him on his cheek and left the room. Alan gave them a good twenty minutes, then went on up to see how they were doing. He was expecting the worst.
There was no yelling and screaming, and no objects were flying around the room. Instead what he found up there was Talis all alone, straightening up the beds.
"Where's Marala and the girl?" he asked.
"They've gone on into my room to take care of Jonis's sore bottom. Marala is going to apply more than first aid to that girl's body, I'm sure. I'm also sure that it's just what Jonis wants. She's a lesbian under the skin, but as long as she can keep going back to a man from time to time for the satisfaction that only a stiff dick can give, then she feels she's fairly normal. Basically she is, for her particular life, but I guess she still has to learn that about herself."
"Could be that everything will work out."
"I'll tell you this much. Neither one of them wants to give you up. Jonis thinks that you're a sensational fuck, but she wants the opportunity to find it out first-hand. If that girl is half as good with a man as she is with a woman, I'd have to say that I'm going to have some real competition on my hands for you."
"That will never happen. No one will take your place for very long. But I agree otherwise. She could be a very good lay."
"And Marala will play it either way. She should come in very handy for some variety games that I've been thinking of."
"Yes, but where would it all end? We all have jobs, and I don't want those two talking to others about it."
"I don't think they would. They know a good thing when they've got one. Still, with all the credits we've invested in equipment around here, I do want to make use of it. There wouldn't be any harm in having a few parties without letting the guests in on the truth, would there?"
"If you feel that the other two can be sworn to absolute secrecy."
"I do feel it, and you know that you can count on me.
"Then it might work. It just might work."
"There's just one thing more. It's a bone I have to pick with you."
"Oh? What's that?"
"You should have let Marala spank me."
"What for? I didn't want to see you suffer, even if there was only going to be a smarting kind of discomfort."
"Because I wanted it, silly."
"You have to be kidding me."
"No darling, I'm not. Didn't you see the way that Jonis reacted to her spanking? It turned her on. You may not have noticed, but she came while it was happening. Then she came some more, but the first time was the most significant. When it comes to sex, I'm all for anything that will get me to pop my goodies, even a little discomfort, just as long as there isn't a great deal of pain."
"Are you masochistic or something?"
"No, I'm just a very strong woman who enjoys playing the reverse role every once in a while. I didn't even know that about myself until this morning. So, to be true to myself, I figure that I have to try a little bit of everything, which just might include an occasional spanking."
"I guess that being a man makes it hard for me to understand wanting a spanking, but as long as you don't get really hurt, I promise that I won't interfere again. Don't expect it to be easy for me, but do expect me to keep the promise."
"Well, it looks like this is going to be a bright and shiny day after all. What do you say I do something about the gorgeous breakfast that we never had? Something special for a special day."
"You know, Alan, this spanking thing could come in pretty handy at times."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, if ever the tension get too heavy around here, and one of us need to get it out of his system, we could use this spanking thing. That would include you, of course."
"Hey, no woman has ever laid a hand on me in that way. I don't think I want to go along with it. A concept like that should be strictly voluntary, and I don't volunteer."
"All right. I know it's a pretty heavy idea to lay on you all at once, especially with all the new things that have been happening around here. Just promise me you'll keep an open mind about it."
"I guess I can promise you that."
"Alan, you've changed so much since I met you. After meeting you, there's not a soul, even from a planet like Marala's, who can say that sex isn't beneficial, especially when administered in large doses."
"I won't comment on that until I've had some breakfast and some more fucking. How can you expect to make a rational decision without it?"
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Things just kept getting better for all of them from that moment on. Jonis soon got over her spanking, and when she was told that she could come over on the satellite shuttle whenever she pleased, she felt even better about everything. However, they did not let her go until they had extracted her promise that she would never tell an soul about the true activities of their household.
Marala still had a few days left of her vacation period before she would be gone for another month, and she put it to good use by sharing the bed with Talis and Alan. During those days Alan discovered that a man could still have a great deal of sex with two women, even if he only did have one real life cock.
Alan took as much sex as he could from both women, but there was one night when he was gallant enough to leave the two of them alone. At first he intended to give them privacy very sincerely, but as things turned out, his thirst for vicarious thrills got the best of him. Jonis would be returning shortly, just to spend the night, and he thought that she deserved a little something special too.
But the more he thought about spying on Talis and Marala, the guiltier he felt about it. Things had been going beautifully lately, and all of the women were showing him the utmost respect. Giving the same in return was the very least that he could do.
That left him with a promise to Jonis that they would have some special fun, and yet he couldn't think of anything. All during the time that he was wracking his brain, she had been lounging on the bed beside him after they had gone through a short, but very passionate fuck.
"Would you really like to watch something tonight?" she asked.
"I was kind of thinking about making a hologram for our collection. I haven't done that much of it lately, but I guess there really isn't anything to see."
"How can you say that when I'm here? You get yourself comfortable and ready to jerk off. I am going to act out one of my pet fantasies for you."
Then, before he could even ask her what she had in mind, Jonis got up and put all her clothes on She applied fresh make-up, ran a brush through her hair, and then she was gone.
Alan had no idea of what she had in mind, but he hadn't missed the sparkling gleam in her eye. Whatever the scheme was, he could be sure that he was going to enjoy it. So he went to the viewing screen and checked out all of the equipment before he went to the closet for a hologram cylinder and set this up as well.
Talis and Marala were in Marala's room, so this left Talis's room as the only one Jonis could go to and still be seen on one of the screens. A few seconds later he saw her enter the room. She was fixed up like a child, her hair now in pigtails with big bows, and her clothes altered to look like a schoolgirl's uniform. Alan found her appearance to be uniquely innocent and quite appealing.
Without a glance in Alan's direction, the youthful looking girl went to the bed, lay back on it and picked up a lesson book. Inside it was stashed with the latest teenage magazine, and she pretended to be reading it on the sly, getting up every so often to check her door and make sure that no one was out there. Then she went back to the bed, bent her knees and crossed her legs, giving Alan some dazzling flashes of her beautiful thighs just above her girlish stockings.
Suddenly Alan felt like an old lecher, just like some of the men he had under surveillance, and he had to admit that seeing a young girl in this manner was certainly exciting. This little stunt of hers was a fabulous inspiration, and he made up his mind to see that Jonis spent more time with them.
She was still pretending to read the magazine on the sly, drawing her legs up a little higher so that her skirt slid all the way back. Jonis held his position for a little while, pretending to be unaware of the fact that her legs had fallen way open before she straightened them out once again.
After a little while, she tossed aside the book and the magazine as well. Her expression was slightly bored. She got up from the bed and paced the room with a restless appearance. After a while she stopped at the bed, put her hands to both her breasts, hesitated and then unzipped her clothing, looking around sheepishly as if she expected to be caught by her mother. Then she pulled it over her head very slowly, stopping it just as it was at her armpits, then remained this way with her arms in the air, giving Alan a full length view of her girlish figure dressed in children's underwear, a white slip over a pair of white panties trimmed with little ruffles.
Then the dress was thrown on the bed. The slip came next and then the little cotton shirt. This done, she lay on the bed in just her panties, the cotton stockings still on. Her tongue kept licking all over her mouth as she stroked her breasts and sighed loud enough for Alan to hear it clearly on the mike.
He watched her nipples spring to erection, swell and then change to a dark shade of red. When they were so stiff that it actually hurt for her to touch them, she began to roll down her stockings. Then her panties came down in a slow and tantalizing fashion, showing him her hips and bottom just a scant inch at a time. Somehow she managed to keep her cunt from his view as the panties finally came down to her feet and off, and Alan found himself panting to se that bit of fluff as if he had never seen it before.
Then she was lying naked on her back again, and it was all Alan could do to remain in the room. It got worse for him when her hand dropped between her thighs, and began to move with a gentle rhythm. Yes, she was masturbating it, and doing so with all the naive excitement of a young girl in her first knowledge of sexual desire. Then her hand began moving faster and Alan listened to her panting breath as she worked.
Suddenly she rose up from the bed and began searching frantically around the room. Alan guessed that she was looking for something to penetrate herself with, and he quickly found out that he was right. After rummaging all over the place, she finally came up with a long handled hairbrush.
With a gleeful look on her face, Jonis went back to the bed, then brought the end of the brush down, stopping a minute to see if her tantalized nipples could take the friction of the bristles rubbing against them before she brought it further down, pressing it briefly against the bottom of her belly. Then, at last, with a deep sigh, she put it down between her legs, bringing one thigh up at that last moment, giving Alan a brief glance of her open slit before she did something about it.
Suddenly she turned and lay on the long end of the brush, holding the thing tightly clamped between her thighs. Alan now had a complete view of her pretty little bottom. The cheeks were spread wide due to her position, exposing the tiny brown hole of her rectum to him.
Then she began to really ride the edge of the brush, going faster and faster by the second until her breath was coming out raggedly from her throat. She kept on riding harder until Alan saw her first grimace of pain, whereby she lowered the brush a little and went more gently on herself as well. Alan didn't see that she had any intention of stopping, and it occurred to him that she had all but forgotten she was supposed to be simply putting on a show for him as an erotic appetizer.
If that girl was going to get off, then he wanted it to be with him, damn her. She didn't even seem to know that he was watching, and this he found infuriating. About the best he could do for himself was beat his meat, and this he did, angrily at first, and then with the greatest of pleasure as he watched the lovely young thing going insane.
There was no doubt that she wasn't faking a thing. Jonis was totally out of it, and having a great time for herself. She was giving herself a great sexual high, and in a little while, Alan felt that she was doing the same for him, which had been her original intention.
Her beautiful ass was really flying now. She was rubbing her sex against the hairbrush with a forward and back motion as well as up and down, taking great care to rub her clit as well as the entire length of her slit. She came once, so quickly that Alan almost didn't see it as she recovered just as quickly, and then went right on back to what she was doing as if it had never happened.
Alan was getting worried. If she came too many times this way, there was a chance that she would be all fucked out, too tired to screw for him when she finally came back into his room. He rapped on the wall, hoping to get her attention, and then yelled into the mike, only to discover that her side of it was turned off. She couldn't hear a thing.
But he could certainly hear her groans of ecstasy as she went from one rapid orgasm to another. He was going to lose any chance with her for the night for a certainty now. Three women in the house and Alan might have to stay in his bed alone. Now what kind of justice was that? If she had so much lust to work off, then she could at least have saved some of it for him.
Alan's balls were chock full and hurting him now. His cock was so hard that it hurt too. But he knew that he would not be able to get off by himself no matter how hard he tried. He had to do something and he had to do it fast, or he was sure that they would have to take him to the nearest medical service station before very long.
Ashamed of himself for what he was doing, but desperate now, Alan ran around to the other bedroom door. He breathed a sigh of relief, sure now that he would get what he so badly needed. But much to his amazement, and his rage, he found the door to be locked!
"You miserable bitch," he yelled. "Let me in there before I blast this door with my laser."
"Leave me alone. Can't you see I won't stop now?"
That was the only answer he got before he heard a deep moan, and then some frantic rustling sounds. Finally a shrill scream and Alan knew that she was experiencing the strongest orgasm of all.
Alan was enraged to the point of near insanity now. He couldn't very well blast his own door down, and risk a laser fire as well as bad burns to the girl, and she knew this only too well. So what was he supposed to do? There she was on the other side of that door, having such a crashing come that she was bound to be falling apart at the seams while she was at it. Even at this very moment the raging hard-on he had it in his hand was probably a lost cause.
Surely this had to be the worst time of his life, Alan thought, far worse than the times he had no women at all. Three of them and they were all too busy to bother with him, all getting their goodies and without any use for a man or his prick.
Once again, in sheer desperation, he took his joint in hand and worked at it as fast as he could. Several times he came right to the very edge of an orgasm, but nothing happened. He had to stop and wait until he cooled down a bit, then try again, but to no avail. Finally, his cock was rubbed nearly raw and the muscles in his hand and arm hurt. Still the girl did not open the door, no matter how he begged and pleaded. Furthermore, he was sure that Talis and Marala must have heard him by then, but they did not come out and offer him assistance either, and he was determined to honor his pledge to leave them alone.
It was several long minutes, which seemed like an eon to Alan before Jonis finally opened the door. Then, looking extremely weary, her hair soaked with sweat, but flashing him a contented smile just the same, Jonis invited him to come in. He walked into the room carefully, not knowing what to expect, and became furious once more when Jonis flopped down on the bed and began to finger her clit now.
"Don't you ever stop, you hot little bitch!" he bellowed. "You must have a sadistic streak in you a mile long."
"Oh, not at all, Alan. I had the very best of intentions when I first came in here. I guess I got carried away, and the more carried away I got, the better I liked what I was doing. You know how things like that can happen. Don't you ever enjoy masturbating?"
"You know fucking well that I do. But why should I be forced to beat my meat when you've promised to help me enjoy getting off?"
"I did put on a good show for you, didn't I?"
"I won't deny that you did. You got me so turned on I was going out of my mind. But what good did it do me?"
"I'm sorry for you, but it certainly did a lot for me. If you were watching, you must have seen how many times I got off. Oh, that was certainly a delicious little fantasy for me. You see, I used to do things just like that when I was a little girl, but this time it was better."
"Well, congratulations to you. But you might as well know that I had been thinking about having you up here much more often. Now I don't think that I ever want to see the-likes of you again. Maybe I'll just find another young woman who appreciates a good dick when she sees one."
"I appreciate yours."
"You do? You sure have a strange way of showing it."
"Please don't be mad at me."
"How can I feel anything else?"
"Hey, this is turning out to be pretty good."
"And just what do you mean by that?"
"If you're angry enough, then you should be ready to give me a nice spanking. Just what I could use for stimulation right about now."
From a hidden spot under the covers near the end of the bed, Jonis fished out the come slicked hairbrush. She smiled at it when she saw all that cream, and then flashed that same smile to Alan while she held the thing in the palms of both her hands, as if it were an offering of gold to royalty.
"Here, you might want to use this on me. I think that it would be most appropriate, considering."
"I am angry enough to want to hit you, at that."
"Then why don't you go ahead and do it to me? You've got the perfect tool for the job, and now, here's the target."
With this, the girl turned and bending over, pushed her succulent little bottom in his direction.
Alan looked down, realized that he was still quite furious, that his prick was still hard and hurting, and that he suddenly needed very badly to spank her. He grabbed the brush from her, raised it and aimed it at her ass, but she moved away from him just an instant before he made contact.
"Now, now, now, you must do a good job of it if you want me to respect you. I should be lying face down on the bed, and that way you can get to me from any angle. I learned that from you the last time. Don't tell me you don't remember?"
There was the bite of sarcasm in her voice, and Alan knew this was carefully calculated to keep him at the peak of his anger, just in case he should be thinking about backing down. But she needn't have worried.
"I remember well, and I'm going to get even more pleasure from it this time, because there never was a little girl naughtier than you."
"Then give it to me good. Do just what you feel."
Jonis got on the bed now, and stretched out her arms so that she could take a firm grip on the headboard. Then she had a sudden idea, and grabbed for one of the pillows, which she placed under her belly, so that her ass was raised well into the air.
"Do you understand what you're getting yourself in for?" he warned her. "I intend to take out my full vengeance on you, and withholding nothing. Once you are in position, you'll be completely at my mercy."
"I understand and I welcome it. Personally, I don't think you can carry it off, but I'm giving you the chance just the same."
"All right, sweetheart. You asked for it."
He hit her the first time in a crosswise manner, striking both of her buns with one hard slap. Alan waited a moment, sure that she would want him to stop right then.
"Is that the best you can do?" she taunted. "You can't be very angry with me after all."
Alan's face went livid with rage. He knew that she was deliberately taunting him, but he was far past the point of rational thought. The second time he hit her really hard, and loved the sound of her stifled gasp. Next, it was a little higher, resulting in the same gasp, and by then most of the anger was out of him. He started spanking her more lightly, and she settled to enjoy herself.
Now and then her expression would tighten with pain, but it was hardly severe. Most of the time she was smiling into the pillow so that Alan would not see, and she got her hand to her cunt so that she could rub it lightly until he caught her doing it and yelled his head off.
Her pretty bottom was bright red when Alan decided that she had gotten her fill. Two more smacks, exceptionally hard, and he found that he could do more to her.
"I love being with you," she gasped as she sprayed come all over the sheets.
"Will you come inside and let me fuck you now?" he asked, feeling in full control once more.
"Yes, gladly."
Alan had to help her to her feet, but he refused to carry her in there, feeling that she should carry the humble role all the way in there. He did have a thought about fucking her ass-hole, and having her lie on her belly, but Jonis was sure that she wouldn't be able to stand the pain of his belly and hips slapping into her like that.
"Lying on your back won't be too pleasant either," he told her.
"But I'll be looking at you while you screw me, and that will make up for everything."
A second later she was in position, and he mounted her between her open thighs. Her hand came down, touching his prick with a sweet caress. Then she guided it to her opening. Alan pushed in hard and fast. He was balls deep immediately. This was no time to be gentle.
He fucked her with insane savagery then, and the girl kept on urging him to give her everything he had. Being hard for so long, and on the verge of orgasm for so long was giving him trouble with coming now, but Jonis certainly didn't mind. There was nothing she liked better than a long fuck with a long, hot dick.
Then, blessedly, he was almost there, and knew that she was too. They were just about to go off the deep end when she stopped him with a hard smack to his ass.
"Hold me tightly," she urged. "Take no pity. Fuck me hard, hurt me some. Make this come glorious for both of us."
Alan, in his present condition, could do no other.
He gripped her ass-cheeks, took a deep breath, and then pushed with all his might.
Jonis screamed shrilly, and then latched on to him with all four of her limbs. Her body shook vigorously with this great orgasm. Then she shrieked some more as shefelt him shoot his load into her.
There was no more fight left in the girl. She was all smiles and a great deal of discomfort, but totally satisfied. The scheme might have been a little awkward at first, but it had worked out well for both of them.
"Oh, Alan," she said as she rained kissed all over his face. "You certainly know how to make a girl happy."
"I learn so much from the three of you, but the biggest lesson I have learned is that women are full of surprises without end."
"You really should try that on the other two," she suggested. "They will just love it."
"The other two? Hey, you know something? I forgot all about them. We better do something to remedy that right away."
Alan went down the hall to call the rest of his little "family" together. It was time for a game of share and share alike.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
They must have stopped their session of sixty-nine some time during Alan's bout of yelling and screaming in the hall, he decided, as when he knocked on their door, they were lying in a huddle and chatting quietly. They seemed perfectly content together, and on first sight, Alan felt an instant pang of jealousy. He didn't like being excluded, but he had given his consent, so he felt there was nothing he could say about it.
Talis, totally tuned in to his every slightest change in mood, caught what he wasn't saying by the hurt m his eyes, and immediately sat up to greet him.
"Oh, honey, I was just waiting for you to get finished in there. How was it? Was it everything you wanted?"
"Talis, there's something I have to say to you in front of everyone. Nothing that happens here is as much fun as it could be if you were sharing it. I let you spend this time with Marala as an act of love and respect to you. I guess I'm just not as noble as you are. I'm not saying that I mind this lesbian bit all that much, but between it, and what you girls like to do when you're alone, I feel a lot of good energy is being used that could be better used on me. Look, I just can't get into making it with a man to even out the score, so something has to be done."
"Hey, wait a minute," Talis said. "You like to give yourself some private action every bit as much as we girls do. Aside from the masturbation that you do at home while watching us, you jerk off on the job. We don't have that kind of privilege."
"How in the four galaxies did you find out about that?"
"I've been watching you doing that ever since you got the job at Security. Why, you even hung out one night on a landing deck, just so that you could watch one woman. So don't tell me you're exactly suffering for lack of fun. You get more than any other man I've known."
"How did you find out about that?"
"You know how it's your job to watch all those potential spies and traitors? Well, it's my job to watch you and see that you don't go astray, breaching the security of our government. You didn't think that people in high risk posts like yours were above surveillance, did you?"
No, Alan had to admit that he expected from time to time someone must have been watching him. He never imagined that he would experience the coincidence of picking up his own surveillance in a bar and taking her home as his roommate. Too much coincidence, come to think of it.
"I didn't pick you up at all, did I?" he said with some anger.
"No, I had to make sure that you noticed me, and then played it hard and fast so you wouldn't go off and try to get someone else. Competition's pretty fierce in a place like that. Getting you to pick me over so many other beautiful women wasn't easy."
"And all the time I thought you really cared for me, really dug our way of living here. It's been nothing but one colossal lie. I suppose your two companions are plants as well."
"No, they're for real, and so is the way I feel for you, although I know it won't be easy for you to believe me again. I took you on as an assignment, there's nothing I can do but admit that. But I did really fall for you before we took this house, and there's no way in the four galaxies they could have forced me to feel all the passion I do for you. That's genuine, and you'll have to accept it on faith, or I will leave this house right now and take an assignment on another planet."
Alan slumped into a nearby seat. Things had been happening to him at such a dizzy pace lately that it was all finally catching up with him. His head felt as light, and his senses as scrambled as if he had been drinking steadily for the entire week.
No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't make sense of his life right now.Just how was he supposed to feel about a woman who was sleeping with him because it was her job? How was he supposed to go on fucking and having other sorts of assorted sexual fun in this house when it was all being recorded for posterity?
Suddenly he understood how rotten his own job was, a job he had coveted for years before it was awarded to him. Those people would feel just as bad about themselves, just as turned off to sex as he was feeling now. Why, he might probably never be able to get a hard-on again.
"I know what you're thinking, Alan, and it doesn't have to be that way. Your reports have always been excellent, and my reports on you indicate that you can function at the peak of capacity along with, or should I say, in spite of the way you are living in this house. Our superiors agree. They find your individualistic style shows you have the kind of leadership qualities, innovative thinking that our government can really use."
"You're saying that this insane life I've been leading here had actually helped me in my career?"
"Yes, I suppose I can, knowing what I do about our government."
"Then why can't you accept that I took you on as an assignment, but came to love you in spite of it? Or do you think that I'm the best actress to ever come out of training school?"
Alan got up and paced the room as he thought all this over. He felt hurt, to be sure, but there was the ring of sincerity in her voice that he simply could not deny. First he had to settle this with her before he could even think about where to "go with hrs job.
"All right, for the moment I'll accept what you're saying. The only way I can ever find out for sure is to go on living with you now that everything is out in the open, and see what happens from here. But what about my job? These two know everything now, and I don't know if I still have the heart to watch others, now that I understand what it feels like to be under such intimate surveillance."
"You can go on with your job, or ask for a transfer, which will be granted, as you choose. I think you should stay with the job, Alan. At least you'll be fair to your subjects because you can understand them so much better now, and I know there's promotions ahead for you if you show that you can put your hurt behind you and go on. I care so much for you that I want you to succeed. I'll resign from the service if it will help. Oh, Alan, can't you please-and just a little faith in me?"
Marala and Jonis were crying now. The scene was so romantic and touching that they fell in love themselves, with both the man and the woman. Jonis, being young and less in control of herself, ran over to Alan where she dropped to her knees and put her lovely head in his lap. Marala simply stood by him and kissed the top of his head while Talis stood her ground and waited for some signal of acceptance from her lover.
It didn't take long before she got it. He looked positively misty-eyed when his gaze caught hers, and there was instant communication between them.
"Talis, I may be insane, and I may be risking everything I've worked for since my days in the academy, but I do believe in you, and I've decided that I can trust in everything you say. I've got too much to lose by not trusting you. But the girls know everything now. Aren't they security risks?"
"No, you see, as soon as we took up with them, the people who keep an eye out on me checked them out. They're trustworthy for now. As for later, we all know what can happen to us if we should ever stray. Loyalty is certainly the only way to go."
There was no doubt about that, and the thought of it made Alan relax a little. But what did the most for his decision to go on with the three of them was the way that they fell upon him now. There were kisses and hands all over the place, and soon the cock that he was so worried about was standing up stiff and tall.
He was the man who would spend his years disproving the theory that one cannot have his cake and eat it too.
