The enormous comet followed behind their ship during the long cold voyage out of the Oort belt as their spiral course took them ever closer to inner planetary orbit. It would take them several weeks still. Comet mining was slow delicate work. Comets were fragile things after all. They were burned by even the gentle solar winds were they not?
Will’s seasons were the subject of much study during this long leg of their voyage. He had never understood women, but as any man, he never had any expectations or hope of ever attaining such. The three Joined Saurian females who had taken to him were equally mysterious to his understandings. So when their formally unquenchable carnal thirst slackened he thought little of it at first. He spent more time on the command deck practicing piloting and navigation without any of his own computer equipment, which was the reason he had been given this assignment. He was already the equal of his Saurian mentors in many ways but he was still learning. And they had not serviced him in some time and he was still a very young and healthy male of his species. And he was alone or so he thought.
Roxy was the one of course who was on to him. She was every bit a predator in this way, stalking him often, her mouth edges parted in a Saurian smile. He had his phallus out and it stood firm, he rubbed it with some urgency. She crept up on him and the erection. Her tongue itched but she remained deathly quiet. Her tongue darted from her mouth and flickered, scenting the air. The scent-taste of sea salt was heavy! His season was leaking! Her tongue would be upon it, now. She stepped almost unnoticed from behind his seat on the command deck and shot out her supple tongue, lengths of it coiled his turgid erect member but only about the upper end. The tip of her tongue at the top of his shaft flickered about tasting and moping up every bit he had spilled.
When she was sure she had tasted all that she would find she released her grip upon it. and pulled her tongue back. And only then did she note his discomfort at her actions. As they always did when noting they had put him at unease she did her sexiest little giggle for him.
It didn’t have the effect it normally did at easing his tensions it seemed to have the opposite as he hurriedly tried to button his jumpsuit closed. He was having trouble because of the massive erection he was still sporting.
She observed his discomfort and felt ill at ease herself, she called out for Doxy but in a hiss above Williams range of hearing. She then grasped the seat restraint straps Will had about himself anchoring him to the acceleration couch and slithered under them so that she and he were pressed tightly together on the acceleration lounge. She flicked her tongue to his lips and found it tasted full of salty burnt toast. She could feel his raging hard-on against her hips. He pressed it up against her even now.
Doxy shot through the open hatch on to the command deck in answer to Roxy’s call. They conversed in hisses that were again outside his hearing. Doxy tasted of his flavors as well, she pulled back her tongue aghast. What had become of his cookie dough flavors! They had been stimulating him nonstop every shift for several cycles but not taking any seasons to find if his seasons became any different. All of them had been noting that he no longer softened even as he slept. Doxy hissed for Foxy too, he heard nothing, except for the giggles Roxy and Doxy made in their distress as they tried to comfort and console him. They were clueless as to the nature of his distress. Embarrassment of this nature was just foreign to the Saurians. No small wonder that his taste was overwhelming them. They had just caught him engaging in whacking off. And worse while he could not hear them as they chattered and had in turn called one another to the command deck he knew exactly what they were doing, and that made it all the worse.
“Remove his garments” Foxy said as soon as she tasted of him. Doxy slid her shoulders from the seat restraints. “No, not like that!” Foxy commanded. “Use your teeth Roxy, tear off his clothes as I did when he made us drop a clutch!”
Roxy bit her serrated teeth into the fabric of his jumper. “Doxy we must join her, be savage!” Foxy went straight for his crotch, she actually head butted Roxy’s hips out of her way and sunk her teeth around as much of his clothing covering his lap as possible and ripped it to shreds. Doxy and Roxy pulled on the remaining garment above the waste in opposite directions. In a moment more he was quite naked though still harnessed to the lounge. Foxy tongue raped his tongue as was her want. She liked to tip his head back forcefully by pulling his hair and driving her tongue down his throat. His gag reflex had in the past been a problem but she had learned not to touch the very back of his throat which caused this reflex, and thus her tongue had full reign of him from inside. She so loved the tastes at the bottom of his throat! Meaty and ever so succulent, but not today, instead it was sharp and a bitter vinegar.
She spoke to her Joined of this, and while Saurians have tongues and use them when speaking particularly when they speak in the guttural human language of English. They have little enough need of it when hissing amongst themselves. So while Foxy’s tongue was quite busy as it rammed itself ever deeper into William’s now sharp and bitter throat she took command of her Joined’s next actions.
“We have made a terrible mistake in denying him a season’s end whilst displaying sexually stimulating cues to him for so long. And now to have allowed him to believe he has disgraced himself before us has left him in a state of sexual humiliation! Males of his kind can off times never recover from such, I tell you. They develop misplaced feeling of inadequacies, and flee from their mates in despair.” Foxy tried to inform them.
Doxy fetch chute cups at once for us, Roxy join me in his throat, and this time take care to avoid the sensitive portions I have shown to you. And until Doxy returns keep grinding your hips against his member, but be gentle to its sensitive tip. The base doesn’t bruise but the tip does.” Foxy ordered them about like a doctor in triage.
Foxy was basing her knowledge of the human’s sexuality on the porn files to a large extent still. And they often portray being caught in the act of masturbation as though it was the end of ones manhood. It was a shame the Joined ones didn’t study the psychological studies in the rest of the material exchanged between the two races, or Will wouldn’t have been the recipient of such sudden attentions. A shame though except for William to be sure.
The Prometheus was a large ship considering, none the less it was relatively crowded, more then one crewmember had inadvertently walked in on another during their “private times”. After all the adult content files had not been aboard strictly so that one day they would accidentally fall into the hands of the Saurians as it were. Thus Will had felt very little embarrassment upon being caught in the act by Roxy. Though all the giggling and talking about it in front of him was a bit over the top still he wasn’t humiliated by any stretch of the imagination. What they tasted upon him wasn’t humiliation but simple sexual frustration. And that kind of frustration would be relieved by three space sluts throwing themselves at him with abandoned in about a heart beat.
Doxy had returned with their chute cups. She forced Roxy to give up her seat on his lap and saw Will’s turgid erection delightfully spring upward toward her. Even in her brief absence her two other Joined had sweetened him. Having his mouth and throat violated had become rather common place for Will. Indeed as their technical skills had grown and they had learned to gauge his reactions it had become pleasurable in the extreme. Though he had to learn to stretch his jaw outward while keeping his neck bent and still, it was not a bad thing at all. So as the two Joined Saurians tongued him in his excited state and Doxy had returned to minister to his needs with her own mouth it was hardly surprising that the vinegar taste was falling away and turning sugary like warm honey.
It was Doxy who was gasping, she had learned long before the others did how to make his erection unload itself for her. And in addition she had learned how not to let it cum too quickly. It must be manipulated and ministered to for a certain interval for one to obtain its maximum portions. But this moment seemed urgent and she went straight in for the kill. She roughened her tongue just enough to make him oversensitive and squeezed him tightly, fully covering his chubby in her coils of tongue, with the roughened coils over the tip thrashing in a pumping motion. His load geysered into to her thirsting mouth and she swallowed him whole. Roxy and Foxy both hissed in consternation at this. Sharing of his fresh semen was now considered a requirement between them. And they could feel him heaving himself into Doxy’s mouth and knew what they were missing out on an extra-voluminous output. None the less they held him closely as he fully emptied his season for Doxy’s suckling mouth.
