Different Planet

Alice felt his semen starting to leak out, trickling past his shrinking cock and dripping into his pubic hair and down his balls.

"You want to lie next to me now?" he asked, kissing her on the neck.

"I like the feel of you inside me," she said, still a bit dreamy. But when she flexed her internal pink muscles, affectionately hugging and squeezing him, it only pushed him out. Sighing, she dismounted, arched her back and stretched her legs to get comfortable, then snuggled up against him.

"That was a really hot little fantasy!" he stroked her hair paternally.

"I fucking love it, pretending to be an innocent little girl, surprised that an older man wants to have me, to spoil me and bribe me into letting him get his cock inside me, or --" she kissed him on the cheek playfully, "Having a masterful man just take me hard because he wants my tight pussy more than anything in the world."

"A little whore or a dream-girl violated by a studly villain?"

"Exactly!" She smiled mischievously, "If you'd known I had those fantasies when I lived with you, would you have been tempted to...?"

"Oh yes," he said seriously, without hesitation, "Even without knowing your fantasies I was tempted to pull up your skirt, rip your panties off, put my hand over your mouth to keep you from screaming and just ram myself inside you, forcing you to orgasm like the horny bitch Muriel and I knew you were deep down."

"Oooohhh!" she shivered, "I would have just fucking LOVED that!"

"But of course I couldn't," he continued equally seriously, "And Muriel wouldn't have done it either. We had responsibilities."

"I wonder what her fantasies were..."

"She told me she wished she could grab you by the neck with one hand and force her fist up your cunt with the other, show you how an orgasm could be really brain-busting with lack of oxygen."

"You talked about your fantasies?"

"There was nothing hotter than making love to Muriel while she tells me the degrading things she wants to do to you, like wearing a strapon and fucking you up the arse while you sit your cunt on my cock."

"You two really were the coolest mentors!"

"Speaking of mentoring, isn't Tony about ready to strike out on his own?"

"Why? You and Muriel want to help him begin his journey?" She didn't mention that Zora had already... defiled him. Would she ever tell that truth to anyone?

"He's sharing his bed with Muriel now," Staughton pushed her hair back from her face and kissed her, "He can see where his journey leads. Maybe when you unlock him, you can let Muriel do the first milking." He noticed she was looking off into the distance now. "You're thinking of his emancipation. You weren't thinking of doing it yourself were you?" He fumbled for the words, "I mean, it's not... not impossible to do it that way, but --"

"Oh no," she came back to herself, fighting off the fantasies of unlocking Tony's cage and mounting his cock, not as experienced as Staughton's, but young and so fucking hard! "I don't want any drama." She remembered her feelings when she reviewed the security recordings and saw him rutting, pumping his semen into Zora's duplicitous little cunt-hole. She felt she'd been very restrained in her treatment of Zora after that. "But the current emergency situation might make things a bit tricky. I don't see big events like emancipation parties being allowed for a while."

"True," Staughton yawned, "And maybe he'd be better off with someone nearer his own age."

"Who knows?" She wished she knew, "Let's get some sleep." They hugged and kissed, "If you wake in the morning with morning wood, let me know -- I've had a lot of practice with hand relief, but I think this," she patted her crotch, "Needs even more practice."

Alice dreamed of Tony and Muriel. Staughton dreamed of Alice, at first, but then those dreams faded into memories and fantasies of other girls (and a few boys) he and Muriel had mentored. When he woke, he was in a fog, trying to remember... Kate, it was Kate... Walker.

Alice was looking at him, "Who were you dreaming?" she looked down at his crotch, "You're as hard as Tony gets after a few days locked in his cage!"

"A girl Muriel and I mentored a few -- AAHH!" he moaned as she wrapped her palm around his cock and began to stroke, "A few years ago -- AAHH! -- no Alice, I," he winced, "I got to pee first!"

"You should have," she laughed, throwing a leg over him and guiding his penis inside her -- leaning back so she didn't put any more pressure on his belly, "Should have taken care of that earlier, like I did!" She began to move up and down, taking him in deeply, then lifting up until she could just barely keep his cockhead between her pussylips.

"Tell me about Kate, that might make you cum faster!" she instructed, moving her hips faster too.

He reached up to pinch her nipples playfully -- she gasped and began to buck even harder -- then stroked down and around until he was cupping her buttocks. It gave him a little control of her movements.

"She was pretty serious and quiet, good student." Wait, how did Alice know Kate's name? Was he calling it out when he was asleep? It bothered him somehow and he instinctively tightened his grip, his fingertips probing for her tight backdoor.

"That's what stiffens your rod?" She was puzzled and breathless at the same time, "A good -- AAHH! -- student?" She yelped as he digitally penetrated her, opening the muscle ring of her sphincter and pushing two middle fingers in.

"If a girl is modest, maybe even a little uncomfortable in her sexuality," he was thrusting up against her now, despite the discomfort from his full bladder, "Then any time you DO catch a glimpse of her --"

"Sneaking a look at her panties as she climbs stairs or sits on a low couch?"

"It's not seeing her nipples when she's getting dressed, or her pubic triangle when she comes out of the shower and her towel slips a little," (Well, it wasn't just that!), "It's the look in her eyes, the excitement in her voice, the way she moves, shivers, you know her nipples are hardening -- even when she wears a brassière cup that makes it impossible to display a nipple-bump, even in the coldest room or horniest girl, or her vaj is lubricating itself when she sees a boy or hears some dubious music." He was thrusting almost as hard as her now.

"The way you talk about Kate -- AAHH!!" At the sound of her name, he gripped her hard, his fingers stretching her anus open painfully, "Oh yes, yessss, YESSSSS! Finger-fuck my nasty arse, da --" She coughed, clenched her teeth, "Darling, make me cummmMMM!" her voice rose to an animal scream as his cock spurted and her body shook until her eyes turned up in their sockets and she collapsed onto him.

He held her, despite the ache that returned to his belly from his full bladder, patiently waiting until she caught her breath. He wanted to stroke her hair, but his fingers were still embedded in her buttcrack, and even if he slipped them out... well, they had been up her arse!

"That girl Kate," she said at last, lifting her head enough to kiss him on the lips, "Sounds like just the girl to give Tony a modest little emancipation party, if a big shindig isn't in the cards."

"I gotta pee," was all he said, not knowing if Alice was serious.