Founders Ch 79

79: Monday, Mesha 2, 231 1800 hours OST: They Should Make a Musical

"Thank you for agreeing to help me, Zachary," said Khushi, smiling sweetly. "It's my first day back at work, and there's so much to do. Berte and Colby are still out, so I have everything, and the work has been piling up for weeks. We need to get this done quickly."

They were up in the core to drain the water out of the bubble and stow it. They pushed their way into the interior. Khushi sniffed and wrinkled her nose. "It doesn't surprise me that Michaela would leave a rank smell in here."

"Come on," said Zach. "Be nice."

"We must wash it out a second time," said Khushi. She clipped her sling carrying baby Aaron to the top of the fuckspace. She unzipped her flight suit and pulled off her shoes.

"What are you doing?" asked Zach.

"Haven't you ever cleaned in here before?" asked Khushi impatiently. "You'd better take off all your clothes or you'll get them wet."

Zach shrugged and started undressing. Floating there next to the fuckspace, Khushi pulled her flight suit off her shoulders. Her knockers flew free to float deliciously in zero-g, swollen with milk. Her dark brown nipples were hard in the chilly air. The sexiest thing about her, about the moment, was that it was entirely candid and innocent. Without even noticing, she next revealed her pudenda and thighs to him. She pulled down her utilitarian white cotton panties along with her suit. Popping out the hem of her panties as she struck them down was her sprouting black bush. She was growing it for him, just because he liked it, just to show her devotion.

While stunned with her curvy bronze beauty as it was revealed, Zach was trying to keep up. When he pulled down his undies, his dick made an audible slap as it sprang out erect against his belly. Khushi's eyes landed on it and she paused. She regarded him for a long moment midway through pulling her clothes off one ankle. She licked her lips. "That won't do," she said.

"What?" said Zach. More urgent instructions from the harried engineer?

Khushi looked over at the sleeping Aaron and then back at Zach. "You'll never be able to work with that. Here..." She floated over to him and grabbed his dick to stop herself. She bobbed down on it with her mouth. With the other hand, she slid an index finger between her engorged dark vaginal lips and stroked herself.

Zach twirled her so that her glorious pussy with its dark lips and pink bullseye presented to his face. Gently, he moved her hand to the side and wetly tongued and sucked her. Slowly, he worked his way from clitoral hood to urethra and back as she shuddered in pleasure. "Oh Zach, UUUH!" she cried. Aaron was perfectly calm in response to her cries. He'd been hearing them a lot.

"Zachary, I need you," Khushi whimpered. "Let's get in."

He spun her back around and they squeezed together gently into the fuckspace. She spread her glorious legs out the leg holes, impossibly wide. She was so limber! He stirred his cock head in her juices and pushed deliciously into her warm channel. She clutched his firm ass, dug in her fingers, and orgasmed, shrieking out something in Hindi.

Aaron noticed his mommy's cries, made sucking motions with his mouth, and complained gently. It appeared he wasn't bothered by the noise. He simply knew his mommy's milk flooded out strongly during sex. She often fed Aaron during sex. She reeled him in and put him to a teat. Whether he thought it was the dinner call or associated the noise with a good meal was unclear.

Zach and Khushi cradled their suckling child between them as they kissed and continued their lovemaking. Zach felt his semen boiling and entered his short strokes, pumping himself into her with desperate intensity. He moaned as he poured himself and his soul deep into her pulsing womb. She gritted her teeth and growled something no doubt very nasty in Hindi. She orgasmed wetly on his dick with a moan.

Panting, curious, Zach asked, "What did you just say at the end?"

"I was half crazy with lust. I'm embarrassed to say," said Khushi.

"Now I have to know what you said."

"You won't be offended?" asked Khushi.

"After that orgasm, how could I be?" said Zach. "People say all kinds of fucked up shit during sex. Whatever gets you over the top is fine."

"Okay..." said Khushi. "I said, 'Paint my open cunt, you pasty-assed mother fucking son of a donkey.' You see? I didn't want to say it."

Zach was delighted. "Even with you translating what you said, I can't imagine you saying such a thing with the emotion you did. I think of you as such a nice girl."

"I am." She switched Aaron to the other teat and smiled. "The nicest girl who ever learned how to do the vertical splits and pop her yoni lips open in the face of a man." She giggled and looked at him with some anticipation. "And you really are endowed like a donkey."

Zach realized again he wasn't picking up on all the signals. She was tensing and angling her pelvis forward, waiting for another bout. Through Berte or some other influence, his crewmates universally expected a double shot from him now. It was his own fault. He grinned and started pumping.

Khushi's breath caught and her eyes fluttered shut with pleasure. One of her hands caught his ass cheek, the nails digging in. Her other arm held Aaron firmly to the teat. She moaned nastily and said something that sounded even viler in Hindi. It was too nerdy to ask her everything. He would simply have to use his imagination.

Zach awakened from a doze after their third bout in the fuckspace. A priority message had come through his phone. He gently slipped out of the fuckspace past sleeping mother and baby. He retrieved his phone and saw it was from Alexis. She was asking for a video chat. This was her watch. While he was keeping night watch hours, he worked for her. He brought her up on video. "Hi, Alexis."

"Why are you naked?" she asked.

"We're cleaning the inside of the bubble," said Zach.

"Is that Khushi behind you asleep in the fuckspace?" she asked.

"Ooh... yeah," answered Zach.

"Well, not only cleaning," Alexis snickered.

"Depends on how loose your definition of scrubbing is," he retorted.

"Is it going to be stowed before Colleen wakes up?" asked Alexis.

"I'm quite sure we'll be done by then," said Zach.

"Good," said Alexis. "Report to me in Control A when the job is complete."

"Sure thing," said Zach and closed the link.

Late in the night watch, approaching 1 AM, Zach arrived in Control A. "It's done," he said. "Khushi has now moved on to servicing the ion injectors."

"I know," said Alexis.

"Why did you want to see me?" asked Zach.

"I think I have a medical problem," said Alexis.

Zach grew immediately concerned. Alexis was well along in her pregnancy. He rested his hand on her tummy, felt her baby move restlessly. "What is it?"

"Horniness," Alexis snickered. "The bigger my belly gets, the hornier I get. Is that normal?"

Zach breathed a sigh of relief. She was just kidding him. "It's not abnormal."

"I think the case is so serious it may be fatal if not treated immediately," said Alexis. She grinned and lifted the front of her faux black leather miniskirt. She wasn't wearing panties. Her labia peeked moistly out of her slit.

"We can't do this again," said Zach. "Colleen will kill us, or at least court martial us. You're piloting the ship at the moment."

"Colleen's asleep," Alexis pointed out, grinning. "Anyway, I want to be the first astronaut drummed out of the service for having sex on the bridge of a NASA spacecraft during duty hours. It would be a singular distinction. And what are they going to do to me as punishment, send me back to Earth?"

"Colleen would be angry enough to find something worse," said Zach.

"It's out of your hands," said Alexis. "You're working on my watch under my orders. Now, get on your knees and lick it."

"This is workplace sexual harassment," joked Zach.

"You know you love it," Alexis replied.

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Zach continued to work a night watch schedule and use Charisse's quarters as a home base. He tried to cover Charisse and baby Vrishika's every need. This way mom and baby could relax and mom could heal. But there was one obvious need of the new mother that couldn't be satisfied, her insatiable need for dick. She was used to it twice a day at least. "I'm going crazy, Zach," she whimpered.

"You've been using your vibrator, right?" asked Zach.

"Hours and hours. It's not enough," she complained.

"How can I help?" asked Zach. "We need to keep your genital area as clean and undisturbed as possible."

"I don't know," said Charisse. "Anything would be better than this. Here." She crawled on her knees over to Zach and pulled down his scrubs and undies. "Cum inside me, Zach. Cum down my throat. Choke me with your splooge- UCK!"

"Enough talking," said Zach. "Let's try it and see."

At the end, she pulled it out and splashed his cum over her face and breasts. Sensuously, she rubbed his cum over as much of her face and body as it would cover.

"Can I get you a towel?" asked Zach.

"No, I want to smell it," said Charisse. "I think I can fall asleep now. We need to do this more. I'll text you."

"And I'll come running," said Zach. "I bet some variety would help. I can probably get the guys to drop by your place and unload every once in a while."

"Sounds wonderful. You're so thoughtful, Zach," said Charisse.

"Well, I know you, my little orchid," said Zach.

"A floral reference, even," she purred. "Okay, well, you organize it. I'll text you when I'm thirsty for another dose."

"I'll arrange it," said Zach. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get handled every time, and with as much variety as possible."

Charisse smiled and drifted off into happy dreams. As usual, to aid her slumber, her vibe was on low, still gently tickling her genitals as she drifted off.

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Later during their sleep cycle, Zach awoke restless, and Charisse was dead asleep.

First, Zach thought of Khushi. But by cordial agreement, Ayana had Khushi to herself that night. So far, everything was working well in his sharing arrangement with Ayana. It was being good, by all accounts, for all three of them. He got as much time with Khushi as his busy schedule would accommodate. Ayana was also getting plenty of Khushi time, with the welcome addition of time to cat around more broadly. So both women were getting their relationship itches well scratched.

Zach thought of his other fuckable crewmates. Alexis, the only other woman on night duty, would normally welcome him with open legs. But currently, she was busy having all-night sex with Mateo. Now that Michaela was back to pilot the graveyard shift, Mateo was newly back on the night shift. Alexis was making a point of welcoming him.

Graveyard watch was off limits. They were on duty. Despite Alexis breaking the rules, Zach himself would do his best to honor them.

That left the day watch. It was their morning recreation time. Colby was still healing, but Colleen or Anming might be available. He texted Anming. Always succinct, Anming texted back "Galley A." He headed there.

Jason and Colleen were seated across from Colby and Anming at breakfast. Zach sat down at the foot of the table. Colleen asked, "Shouldn't you be asleep now, Zach?"

"I was restless," he answered.

Anming stood up from the table, eyes downcast. "I will humbly serve to calm you, my husband," she said. "We may retire to my quarters nearby."

"Don't leave on my account," said Jason. "I'm family now, aren't I? And don't you ladies usually serve him right here at the table? I believe Colby invented the practice, didn't you? I understand that it symbolizes your respect for Zach. How far you're willing to go to take care of him. I think it's quite a beautiful practice. Don't change it on my account."

Anming sat back down in her seat, eyes still downcast. She gritted her teeth, no doubt trying to steel herself to do her duty despite putting on a show for Jason.

Colleen stood up and unzipped her flight suit. She shucked it off her shoulders and pulled it down and off one leg, along with her shoe. She bent over her breakfast. "Right here, Zach," she said.

Zach stood up and walked around behind Colleen. He bent over, kissed her neck lovingly, and checked her wetness with his fingers. She was a little moist, but not ready. He got on his knees and bent in close to take in her clean scent. He ruffled her blonde muff with his fingers. He teased her vulva to excitement with his lips and tongue. He gently wet her inner lips with his tongue and tugged them with his lips. He licked and tongued her urethra and around her clitoris. As she vibrated with sexual tension, he wetly flicked and teased her throbbing erect clitoris with his tongue. She moaned out a long shuddering orgasm as he drank in her juices.

"You showoff," Colleen panted with a smile. "Get to your business." Zach slipped down his scrubs and undies. He stirred his raging erect cock in her slippery juices and rocked firmly into her. Despite her snappy tightness, she accommodated him swiftly. It was a matter of expectation, he supposed. As he pumped earnestly in her delicious cunt, she moaned low in orgasm.

The rest of the table had finished with their breakfast. Anming was turned away, dealing with the dishes. Colby and Jason held each other. Perhaps it was just Zach's horny imagination, but perhaps they were doing more. Only one hand of each was visible. It looked like Jason might be rubbing Colby's button under the table. Colby perhaps had her hand on his, wondering whether she should stop him. Mina fussed and they separated. Colby put her to the teat.

"Well, I should go," said Jason. "It was nice having breakfast with all of you."

Colleen moaned out another orgasm and shuddered. Zach was not going to last much longer at this rate. A good thing, because Colleen still had to finish up her breakfast before Anming could clear her plate.

"C'mon, Zach. Yes, there you go," encouraged Colleen as Zach entered his short strokes. "Let it all out, Doctor. Oh feels good. Let's cum together, darling. Oh-OWAAAH!"

"RAAAAH!" growled Zach. He basted and blasted all his cum deep into Colleen's slick, teasing, and forcibly upsized twat. The upsizing was only temporary, though, Zach knew. Even a baby pushing through there probably wouldn't make her any looser. Those pussy muscles of hers could milk the semen out of him like nobody else. So satisfying. He sighed. Suddenly he was very sleepy.

He looked up to see Anming bent over, looking embarrassed. Her skirt was flipped up and her panties pulled down. "My husband," she said, "I despise my earlier cowardice. I am now ready to serve. Please take me forcibly and without lubrication. I deserve to be punished for my behavior."

Zach slid out of Colleen's slippery slot, catching their product in his hand as best he could. As Colleen redressed herself, he washed his hand off in the sink and spoke to Anming. "My perfect wife, it's not cowardice to be modest. Never let anyone force you to do anything you're uncomfortable with. Scratch that. You need never let anyone but me force you to do something you're uncomfortable with. I'll guide you."

Zach came up behind Anming and felt her. She was gushing wet. "Take you without lubrication, eh?" Zach chuckled. He rocked into her, opening her tight nervous vaginal canal easily given the slickness of it.

"Ugh!" Anming croaked as Zach rearranged internal organs already beleaguered by her growing baby.

"Watching me enjoy Colleen got you worked up, didn't it?" Zach said. "You naughty little slut!"

Anming groaned as Zach's cock continued to ravage her. She managed to grunt out her excuse between his forceful thrusts in her. "My husband, UGH! As a wife should, your virility excites me, UNNH! Watching your muscular ass ripple powerfully as you take our wife, OW! Watching your back and legs pump as you endeavor to fill her with your cream, AIEE! Why shouldn't it gift me with the slickness to enjoy this heaven myself, NNNH! Why shouldn't it fill me with resolve to enjoy you myself no matter who looks, HUH! And I am! HUH! So very much! HUH!"

"Knock her up twice, Zach!" Colby cheered, moving baby Mina to the other teat. Colleen had her mouth full, finishing her breakfast.

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"We should have been throwing parties all along," Alexis told Zach gravely. She said it as if they'd forgotten to scrub the air supply.

"We'll have to always remain vigilant," said Zach. He tried to match her air of seriousness and not burst out laughing. He'd had one too many cannabis wafers. The cannabis Charisse had grown in Hydroponics Bay B5 was outrageously potent. "Upon landing, a serious party schedule must immediately be drawn up. The consequences of unfun are too great."

"There's medical stuff about that, right?" asked Alexis hazily.

"Oh yes, people are healthier and live longer if they have regular fun, and not just the bed kind," said Zach.

"Also the bent over the dining table kind, eh tiger?" she joked, smacking him on the ass.

"So what are we supposed to be celebrating?" asked Zach.

"The theme is 'Summer Fun'," said Alexis. "It's the middle of summer on Mars."

"Yay, dust storms," said Zach.

"Those don't come on Mars until the end of summer," said Alexis.

"Well, that explains why you asked me to wear my ratty swim trunks instead of my Lawrence of Arabia outfit," said Zach. "Who picked this music?"

"It was Khushi," said Alexis. "They're from her collection of late 20th century American classics. This one is called... let me see... Rock Lobster."

"It's catchy," said Zach.

"Dance, Zach," said Alexis. "Have another hot dog."

"What are these made out of?" asked Zach.

"The food preparer does most of the work. I think the raw materials are pinto beans, oats, a bunch of different seeds, different seasonings," said Alexis. "Do you know they used to make these out of pigs back on Earth?"

"The pets?" asked Zach. "Ew!"

"I thought doctors weren't supposed to be grossed out by anything, Zach."

"Well, you were wrong, Alexis."

The room darkened, because they were now listening to a classical music concert. Later, there would be fireworks, video ones at least, on the big screen. In the semi-darkness, everyone was cuddling up under blankets. Zach saw that Charisse and Vrishika were alone and went to cuddle up with them.

As the music played and the fireworks streaked around on the screen, Charisse leaned over to Zach. "I want your semen spread on my face and up my nose so it burns. I want it on my tits. Could you, I don't know, get ready? I can duck under the blanket for a minute and catch it when you're ready."

"I don't generally masturbate to classical music and fireworks," said Zach.

"Let me tell you then," she said, freeing and stroking him with one hand under the blanket. "Let me tell you what I'll have you do to me once I'm healed. I want to find a way for you to play hide and seek with me on the ship. The idea is, you chase me down and catch me. Then I want you to carry me somewhere, a storage area perhaps. I saw an interesting stress pose recently. My wrists are tied behind my back, like I'm your prisoner. Facing a pole, you bend me all the way over so my head is pointing down. Then you tie my wrists to the pole to keep me bent over that way. You bind up both my naked tits really tight and tie them to the pole as well. You fuck me nice and hard, maybe a couple of times, in the pussy. You strap a vibrator to my pussy. Then fuck me nice and hard in the ass a couple of times while whipping my ass and tits. Oh yeah."

"I like how you think," said Zach. "I know this is the kind of thing you like sometimes, though I'm into gentler stuff."

"Oh, but I'm not done. I know you're a great big nasty voyeur, Zach. So then you'll line up all the men. They'll churn your jizz out of me and put in their own as you watch and jack off. It will drip down onto the deck and run down my legs. As each man cums in me, as he pulls out, his cum will splash out of me because I'm all full. Mateo and Jason and Aiden and Ethan. They'll all orgasm, ejaculate in me, and pull out. You'll whip my tits and ass until I agree to take you all again. Then all five of you will take me again..." Her description got nastier and nastier as she smiled, watched, and jacked him.