It might not be for some but I am having the time of my life!
The name's Mac. That's it. I was once a farmer out in the Scottish highlands, making a basic living for myself until the world decided to fucking end. Well, I say the world, you ask me I feel we had some part in it. But anyways, in the words of David Byrne: how did I get here? I just came across this group of lads, asked if I wanted to join up with them and thought why not? And here we are, still together.
And here we are, together, partying on this purple beach under the purple sky and I'm having the time of my life. Drinking alcohol, both homely and alien, and I'm dancing with my pals out on the sand. Well, all except for Ailena who seems to have gone back to the ship.
I'm out here dancing to this funky music with some of my crewmates. Becky Jones, she's like the best friend I never knew I had, and Rachel Donovan, a fantastic, lovely woman!
Rachel's an absolute sweetheart! I used to listen to her on the radio when she used to do her radio show back on Earth. She wasn't actually too annoying and always played the best music. I was kinda starstruck when we picked her up as we left our home. She's a pretty slim and tall lass but has the widest, warmest smile, the prettiest blue eyes and the best hair in the form of a black afro. She has put herself together an outfit like it's straight from the 70's, leather trousers and a jacket with a sparkling shirt.
Myself, I was just wearing my purple and green blouse with my swim shorts. I'm a pretty short lad myself, ain't exactly slim or chubby but I got my short, messy black hair. I think I get by okay in terms of looks. Anyway, we're out partying and having the time of our life! Becky's absolutely raving.
"WOOHOO!!" she cheers as she keeps dancing.
Rachel also cheers in support.
"That's it! Keep dancing, love!"
And I do until - OW! - I trip over myself. Rachel chuckles and helps me back up.
"A few too many, mate?"
I am stumbling a bit.
"Aye, perhaps. I need to settle down a bit."
Rachel helps me over to where a few chairs and tables are laid out. We take a seat where some of our other team mates are hanging: Reg Rodreigas, Katie Cohen, and Justin Chen. Katie's another sweetie but she ain't much of a partier, she likes to spend her time working on computers and like. She and Rachel are our technicians. Katie herself is rather short and chubby lass but she's got fluffy purple hair and freckles. She's usually wearing a simple coloured shirt with a flannel and shorts. She just seems happy to be here.
Justin's alright though he can be a bit much. He likes to think of himself as some Indiana Jones type fella, even dresses like him. He can be cute though he likes to act tough. He ain't like Reg, least he's humble about it. Justin is a little shorter than Reg and rather toned if I say so myself, short black hair and a bit of a goatee. He's hanging with everyone, having a drink.
"Hey there, Mac, buddy! Wanna drink?" asks Justin.
"I think I've had a few too many, Justy."
"Yeah, I saw you were busting a couple of moves, eh. I'd join you but, you know, got rest these muscles."
"Uh-huh." I say, not believing him.
"Come off it, Justin. If you really were so strong and tough surely you could do a few moves without getting tired." adds Rachel, stating my own thoughts out loud.
"Ha. You got a point...But, uh...I'm good."
Reg chuckles.
"Justin, your pride is gonna be the death of you. You'd be the kind of guy who would refuse a drink of water in the middle of the desert to prove yourself."
Katie laughs.
"He's right. He's got you there."
All this talk of heat's getting me at it. I'm sweating.
"I tell ya, it's great and all out here but I'm starting to get a sweat on. And I can't be arsed to walk all the way back to the ship."
"There's some chill out huts nearby, Mac. You can cool down in there." says Katie.
"Chill out hut?"
"Yeah, it's like a sauna but it's to cool you down. Not like cold but like a perfect chill."
That doesn't sound half bad.
"I think I'll go to one."
Rachel also seems to like the idea, fanning herself.
"Yeah, I might join you actually."
"Alright, see you lads later."
Me and Rachel head over to these huts. I see a couple of them. It looks like wooden saunas from the outside which doesn't seem appealing but when we head in, whilst it looks exactly like a sauna, I start to cool down. Ah...This is nice.
Me and Rachel sit down together, taking in the chill. Though I'm still rather hot.
"That's so much better..." Rachel says, sighingly.
"Yeah...Though I still feel too warm."
"Take some clothes off then."
That might work. I take off my blouse. Still a bit too warm.
"Agh. Too warm still."
"Then take off your shorts then." adds Rachel.
My shorts?! What she playing at?
"I ain't got no pants on though! I'll be arse naked!"
"It's only me in here. There's a lock on the door so no one else will be coming in."
This seems a little suspicious to me. I get up and lock the door. I'm about to slide down my shorts when I notice her looking intently.
"You just want me to strip off don't ya?" I say.
"I mean. If you want to." she adds.
I mean, I can't lie. Rachel's an extremely attractive woman. I ain't much of the subbing type, but I would do anything for her. Blimey, I can already feel my prick rising and I know she knows that.
So I give her what she wants. My fingers slowly move round the sides, hooking them with my fingers before slowly sliding them down. I go especially slow as we pass my increasingly growing cock. It ain't long before it springs out from my shorts and is sprouting high in the air.
She's watching, lips biting in anticipation as I'm now completely naked.
"Does this meet your standards, my lady?" I say with a cheeky smile.
She returns on. And in perfect timing: "Love Shake" by the B-52s starts playing in our very own love shack.
"So, you want to play?"
Rachel gets up and approaches me, her red jacket slowly slides away. She pushes me back onto the wooden bench.
"How about a little game? If you can hold out cumming before the end of the song, you win. But if you don't, you get to be my little bitch for the rest of the evening, how's that?"
I gasp, almost laughing! Blimey!
"Where'd all this come from?! I did not expect Ms. Donovan of Tower Radio to be so dominating!"
"Oh, there's a lot of content they had to cut out."
"Seriously?!"
"No, just a few dirty jokes. We're wasting time so shall we begin?"
She takes off her shirt. Now she's just in her red bra.
"Go ahead!"
She bends down, taking my cock and bringing it to her mouth where she begins licking the tip with her tongue. OOH! Okay...Off to a good start already. Just as we hit the first chorus.
Mmm...Good lord. Her tongue's working magic on my cock. It's throbbing with such intensity. I almost feel I could burst at any second. But ain't going down that easy. Oooh, god...She's licking all around my head. I can feel pre-cum already...
That's her sign to dive in and start sucking. O-o-oh, good lord...She's magnificent! She sucks and massages my cock in her mouth with such perfection. This feels incredible! F-fuck me!
She looks up with me and I can tell how cocky she's being in them. She removes her head from mine, continuing to wank me off as she looks at me grinning.
"You think you got this?"
"I-I'm - UGH - I'm use to this being the...The... -FUCK- other...Oh, fuck!"
She laughs.
"Alright. Let's keep it going. We're half way through"
She gets right back to it. Sucking her, her tongue doing wonders on my prick, her head bobbing up and down on my thick cock. Mmm...She really wants me to blow it.
Truth is, and what makes it harder (heh), is that I use fantasies about this scenario with her. I used to listen to her a lot during long days and I had a bit of a celebrity crush and to be honest here, I used to wank one out to pictures of her when she did a little bit of modelling. This is a fantasy come true and it's amazing but SHIT!
She's going faster and more aggressive. Christ, doesn't she have a gag reflex? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I can hear the climax of the song. I fucking hope mine doesn't come soon. She removes her head and resumes wanking.
"Nearly finished. Just hold out a little while if you can."
UGH. Fucking hell. I just want to spunk all over that beautiful face of hers...Fuck...Will this song end?
"How about a special treat? Not many people get to see these."
I look to see her pulling her titties out from her bra with one hand as she keeps wanking me. They ain't big but still marvelous. Jesus fuck! Nearly there! FUCK!
She pulls my head into her nipple, wanking into it. My cock is actually touching her tits! This is too much!! I'm gonna cum!!
I start thrusting desperately into the airs as she wanks me off. Spunk is rushing out FUUUUUUUUCK!! It's going everywhere. My cock throbs, my bollocks shrivel up a little...But the song finished just as I came...I won...
Shit...I sit back down, cock soaked and dripping. I look up to see I've gotten cum all over her tits and face. She's looking at herself, jaw hanging. That was quite the load, I must say.
"Wow...Wow..."
