Ambassadors of Aldadiir Ep. 003

Author's Note:

Ambassadors of Aldadiir began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, incest, and other themes. This episode and every episode to come will be available for free on Literotica for the foreseeable future. All characters that engage in sexual or suggestive situations are mentally and sexually mature: the human equivalent of 18 for their race.

I know it's been a bit of a wait! It's been a standard crazy holiday season. I'd like to say that I'll get better at posting Aldadiir earlier in the month, but I'm afraid I can make no promises. Life at the Sidhe household is going to get even crazier in 2020.

Warning: For those who did not like the Mage School Gangbang in DD, I would skip reading this episode. As this series isn't very story-driven, you won't be missing much.

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Amund and Astrid: Gangbang

It had been a long night for the twins. Or day. Or cycle. Whatever. Time up here in an alien space station did not really mean that much in terms of reliable passage. Even more so since the last long time had been... well, difficult. Emotionally and physically. The High Ambassador had not spoken all that much after she pulled Astrid back into the threesome. Just pushed, pulled, and prodded them into all sorts of strange positions, a lot of them for the benefit of all the cameras around them. Amund and Astrid had not had much choice in the matter. While both had been more than a bit resistive - less so as they grew more exhausted on every level - their resistance had not made any real difference. They just had to go along with things. If they were honest with themselves, Amund and Astrid had to admit that the whole thing had been carnally pleasurable. Constantly orgasmic, even. Eyleif was stunningly good at sex, it seemed.

But, eventually, the Ambassador decided that their time was up. And so the twins were met by a still-naked Rania who pulled them quickly back to a containment unit. To their surprise, when she spoke in the Aldadiiri tongue, they could now understand her. Rania explained very briefly that the High Ambassador could 'teach language through skin-to-skin contact'. Rania pushed the twins into their new containment unit: which was like the old one but much bigger. The floor was still soft enough to lie on but there was also a couch, a table with chairs, and a low bed. Still had the strange pool, thought was now quite a bit bigger as well. The spacious room was mostly empty and could easily have held some thirty people at once.

"Rest well," Rania said breathlessly. "Our restrictions are over, and we are impatient." With that, she was gone.

Astrid was too tired - emotionally and physically - to really register what the Blue researcher woman said to them. She clung to the first phrase quite readily, though: 'Rest up.' The female twin barely even registered the different layout of an entirely different room than they were used to. She saw a bed, and she wanted to lie in it. Then she wanted to sleep for days.

That was probably quite an exaggeration, but it was Astrid's mindset at that moment.

Gripping her brother's hand a little more tightly - she'd been holding his hand as much as humanly possible during their short trip off of Eyleif's ship and into their rooms - she walked over to the bed and fell down upon it.

Amund followed Astrid to the bed quite willingly. He, too, had not really paid attention to what Rania had said. He was too exhausted. Although he wanted to talk about events with Astrid: he really could not right now while he was trying to process this whole situation emotionally. A quick nap would do them both wonders. And so, saying nothing further, he fell onto the bed next to her and closed his eyes.

"We should sleep for a few minutes," he said in a drained tone. "Then we really need to talk."

"We'll talk after a nap," Astrid agreed as she curled around her brother. Somehow, she never got tired of his naked flesh next to hers. Even if she had just been forced to be with him for the past- actually, she didn't really know how long they had been in that awful den of excruciating pleasure. Quickly, her eyes fell closed and refused to open again. For a while, she dreamed of being back at Aphrodite with her brother. In the forest somewhere. Just having a leisurely picnic. It was what her mind needed quite desperately after all that had happened that day.

Amund's dreams were less leisurely and much more disturbing. Mostly, they involved highly embarrassing situations of sex and nudity at times and places that it should not have been appropriate. And of purple and blue aliens parading him around like a marionette. Then they stopped and he fell into truly deep sleep.

After some time - he did not know how long - he woke up. With a raging erection, as usual. Pulling himself away from Astrid just a bit, he sat up. It was a good thing that they had been pushed through the water field before they had gone to bed, else he would have been really quite sticky. As it was, they were as clean as they usually were.

Amund rubbed his eyes and turned to Astrid. Hesitating, he wondered if he should wake her. They really did need to talk.

Astrid let out a soft, sleepy noise of protest. She didn't want to rise from her dreams. Not yet. But her brother was sitting up, and it was probably time for her to do so as well. She had agreed with him completely that they needed to talk. Finally, her golden hair in a messy mane around her head and with sleepy blue eyes still adjusting to the light, she sat up.

"Had the best dream..." she informed him groggily. "There was a picnic..."

"I am glad that you were able to sleep well," Amund said seriously. "I did not sleep as well." He sighed. "Astrid, we need to talk about what happened with Eyleif, and what our role is likely to be. I... I just do not know how to deal with that."

"Sorry," she said, sleep still making her voice thick and a little vague. Her eyes fluttered and she rubbed at them in an attempt to make her vision stop being so blurry. It sort of worked. "I don't really know how to deal with it, either," Astrid admitted. Then something caught her eye. "What have they been feeding you?" She asked as she gave a pointed look towards his erection.

Why was her brother's penis easier to talk and think about than multicolored aliens? What had become of her life? It was a question that she seemed to ask herself by the hour recently.

Amund swallowed. His sister was gorgeous. He never would get used to having her around him all naked like that. And he was also never going to get used to her commenting on his erection. "Morning wood," he said simply. "That happened before the Aldadiir began spiking our food with aphrodisiacs. And alien Viagra."

He sighed. "But that is only somewhat related to what she was talking about. They are talking about breeding us, Astrid. I am not sure which of us that will affect more. I mean, you will have to carry a child, but only one at a time. I have no idea how many women they want me to impregnate. Hopefully only one, as there are no other humans around but us."

A pout threatened to form on Astrid's face. Oh. Right. Eyleif had mentioned that. The female twin had wanted to forget that that had ever been said. But that wasn't a healthy approach to the situation. "I... always wanted children," Astrid said slowly. "But I didn't think it would be like this, and certainly not with you. No offense." She let out a heavy, unhappy sigh, and ran a hand through her hair to pull it out of her face. "They... they wouldn't even let us raise them, will they..." Perhaps that wasn't the best thing to focus on, but that was Astrid's concern at the moment.

"I... I do not know," Amund said gloomily. "And I never thought that I would be having children with you either. I mean, I wanted a wife like you, but not you." He was rambling again. Another one of those deep breaths and a nervous hand on the back of his neck. "This is not a good place to raise children in, I think," he said sadly. "I mean, running around without clothes all the time? In an alien fish tank?" He gripped his fist. "Perhaps we can negotiate something with them? Exchange our cooperation for some small leniencies like the ability to keep our children?"

"Eyleif did mention something like that," Astrid agreed. "I guess it depends on... what they want to use our children for... I don't even want to think about that." The female twin shuddered. That was not a pleasant thought. There was literally no situation she could think of that she was comfortable with. Astrid shifted and leaned her cheek against her brother's shoulder. Automatically, her hand rose to start idly rubbing his back. "I always wanted a husband like you. Again, not actually you."

Amund chuckled a bit. "Well, since we cannot have spouses 'like' each other, we will just have to settle for the real deal." His face fell a bit. "But I fear that I do not see how we can stay even somewhat faithful to each other since we are also sex slaves."

"We'll have to redefine faithful, I think," Astrid said thoughtfully. "I think I would be as content as I could be if we just promise to always love each other. I can handle the other women having sex with you - it's kinda hot, actua-

"... oh dear. They're rubbing off on me."

Amund looked stunned. "Kinda hot?" he asked slowly. That... how was his sister... He took a deep breath. "I am not sure how to react to that," he said slowly. Part of him did know, though, as his erection had suddenly returned after a few minutes of flagging. "But I suppose that it is not the worst thing in the world if you are not pained every time they send a woman after me. But what about you? They are going to be making you have sex with other women? Are... are you okay with that?"

A bright blush was beginning to form on Astrid's face. And it wasn't just from embarrassment. Somehow, the conversation took a turn for the erotic when she felt that it really should not have. Astrid blamed all the food they were given. Obviously, it was going to her head.

Still, she slid onto Amund's lap and straddled him, facing him. So she could look him in the eye. Not because she was starting to get Ideas. That would be ridiculous. "I... uh... find that kind of hot as well."

If his sister was getting Ideas, well, Amund was too. Even though he really should not have, he found his sister's admission that she liked having sex with other women as well - all the while she was straddling his lap, her womanhood pressed down on his cock - to be pretty hot as well. He put his arms around her, then leaned in to give her a kiss.

"We are glad that you have gotten over your strange reservations, Astrid," Rania's voice came in. The side door opened and the tall, blue-skinned alien stepped in, followed by several other blue and green-skinned women. All were completely naked. "Because your rest time is over. We have been waiting to get a taste of you since you first got here."

Astrid was about to settle down and enjoy a nice, long kiss with her 'husband,' but Rania's voice from behind her made her jump slightly and turn to look at the intruders. Great. This was not what she wanted. Okay, it was a little bit what she wanted, but she didn't really want to admit it to herself. She turned back to meet her brother's eye, silently wondering how they should react to this. At that point, Astrid was of half a mind to ignore their presence. Amund was clearly in agreement. It would not be the first time that they had had sex while those folks watched, after all.

But Rania was not going to be ignored. "Lenna, Nuala, Elasha," she said called. Two Blues - twins by their identical looks - and a Green stepped forward, all looking quite hungry. "You three are with me," Rania said, licking her lips and stalking forward. "Once we are done, the others can take their turns."

Three other Aldadiir - two greens and a blue - stood back slightly, looking hungry. Especially when they stared at Amund. They were going to obey the lead researcher, though, and wait for their turn. At least they had the privilege of being actually in the room. Somehow that was far sexier than being separated by a couple of inches of glass and wall.

Astrid got a mulish look on her face and shifted closer to her brother. As she was already on his lap, it wasn't a big difference. Rania seemed to be determined to pull them off the bed, though, and Astrid really did not want to be. She was looking forward to having a tender moment with her mate, damn it.

Amund was inclined to agree with his sister and put his arms around her tighter. "What do you want?" he asked grimly.

Rania laughed. "Do not play coy, boy. You know." She pulled the twins apart with far more ease than she should have. The Green pulled on Astrid from behind, licking her ear. One arm wrapped around her chest, squeezing one of her breasts. The other made its way to her pussy pretty much immediately, stroking around the outside of her labial lips with nimble emerald fingers.

"N-no. I want to be with- ah-" Astrid protested as she felt herself being pulled away from her brother. But the green arms that were around her, grabbing her breast and playing with her sex made it hard to concentrate on words.

Astrid watched as a blue slid in behind her brother - she thought it might have been one of the ones that were named, but she already lost track of them. What she really cared about was the way her sapphire skin looked against her brother's pale flesh. The way those hands traced his body. The blue was sure to leave room for Rania to have the 'seat of honor,' should she desire it.

Amund tried to pull against the Blue but was as unable to do so as his sister. He looked like he wanted to protest out loud, but could not manage the words to do so.

"Heh," Rania chuckled. "It is cute that you were originally so opposed to having sex with each other; now you can't get enough. Do not worry, you two will be together again soon." She traced Amund's jawline with her deep cerulean hand then turned her back to him. The other two Blues pulled him down and in position then took hold of his cock. Rania looked straight into Astrid's eyes. "Watch as I take your brother's lovely human penis," she said a bit mockingly. Making sure that Astrid had a very good view, she lowered herself down onto him with a slight gasp.

Watch Astrid did, with slightly wide and far more than slightly hungry eyes. There was a confusing mix of emotions there; Astrid desperately wanted to be in Rania's place while also being content to stay right there. The Green holding onto Astrid pried her legs apart as Rania leaned forward enough so that she was downright folded over Amund's legs, and buried her face in between Astrid's thighs. Astrid let this happen far more willingly than she probably should have. And moaned a little bit more audibly than she meant to.

Even still, she was able to watch the look on her brother's face and the expert way the twin Blues caressed his body. It was amazing how quickly they realized just how her brother liked to be touched. All this was so wrong. So deliciously wrong.

All of the Aldadiir seemed determined to make sure that the twin humans could watch each other's expressions as Rania had sex with both of them. The Head Researcher was raising her hips up and down on Amund's cock, timing her drops on his dick with her tongue-thrusts into Astrid's pussy.

For his part, Amund had a look of mixed protest, horror, and debauched delight on his face. He could hardly believe the glee his sister seemed to be feeling, the naked enjoyment of a voyeur. It was very strange. Vastly preferable to fear, disgust, or anger, though. He managed to give her a sort of almost-smile, before one of the blues grew tired of being only able to hold onto him, and stood up and stepped in front of his face, pulling his mouth to her cunt. Astrid was treated to the sight of a tight blue set of buttocks where her brother's face had been a moment before.

The Green behind her giggled. "Quite a view," she commented, before starting kissing Astrid's neck again, one hand continuing to play with Astrid's nipples while the other one went to her bottom to angle her better towards Rania's mouth.

The mixed feelings continued as Astrid watched her brother get maneuvered. But the green behind her was right... that was quite a good view. She found herself willingly being shifted to let Rania have better access to her womanhood. If asked, she would deny it outright, but she may have done a little extra helpful shifting of her own.

Another green - one that was told to hold back - saw an opening. She wouldn't really be impeding anything, only giving the scene some symmetry. Surely Rania wouldn't mind. She stepped up and angled her pussy exactly the way the twin blue had with the human male, holding Astrid's head to her sex. The human female actually complied and began running her tongue in long, firm licks across the beautifully green clit in front of her.

Rania sighed into Astrid's womanhood. "Ah, forget it. Just join in," she said to the Aldadiir with her. As long as the entire research team did not barge in at once, eh, this should be fine.

Meanwhile, the Green behind Astrid pulled one of her hands down to her own womanhood, rubbing Astrid's fingers across her damp nethers, urging her to touch her more.

At that point, Astrid was ready to comply with the Green behind her. Her fingers began rubbing at the green woman's sex with practiced motions - for she at least had a lot of experience with pleasuring a woman. Herself being that woman, of course. Tonguing the green in front of her, though... that was a less practiced thing. She knew the theory, of course, but it took her some time to get used to the motions. At least the Green was very vocal about what pleased her and what didn't.

The Head Researcher continued to rock back and forth on Amund's cock as she put her mouth back onto sucking Astrid's clit. She began to feel a rush going up and down her body as orgasm approached. This sudden increase in speed caused Amund to cry out into the Blue's pussy, as he orgasmed right into her, much to Rania's gratification.

It got very difficult for Astrid to concentrate on her task when she heard the pleasured noises of her brother. With Rania's help, she soon followed in her brother's footsteps and groaned out in orgasm against the sex of another woman. And she thought she had been acting depraved before with Eyleif.

After Astrid had orgasmed, Rania had sat up a bit to try a different angle on Amund's cock, one that gave Astrid a very good view of the blue-skinned woman riding her brother. There was a rather taunting look on her face once she shooed the Green in front of Astrid away for the view; Rania seemed to be determined that Astrid see her. Rania's own release followed about a minute later, although like with Eyleif before her, she was not all that vocal about it. It was still noticeable in her deep gasp and brief shudder. Sinking down on Amund, and leaning back into the Blue above her, she closed her eyes for a few seconds, allowing the Green above Astrid to monopolize the human girl's attention again.

Astrid watched with equal parts arousal and jealousy as the blue Aldadiir bounced on her brother's cock. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips, right before her lower lip caught on the edge of her teeth. Her hand grabbed at the green behind her and guided her hand back to the place that Rania had vacated.

Then, Rania pulled herself off Amund. "Remember that there are others waiting for their turns at the humans, ladies," she said breathily. "We will all get plenty of chances later. For now, a limit of three orgasms, and you can only take one from the male's dick. Now, let me have the female for a bit." Coaxing the Greens away, she pulled Astrid to her for a deep, passionate kiss.