Gods Play Scene 4

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Thank you for reading this story, my first try at erotica. I welcome feedback, although I haven't setup a private DM route yet. Please use Literotica's comment section for now.

From a theme and kink perspective, this is about as rough as it'll get. I'm planning on writing about two more chapters after this one, both to be finished in the coming week.

I'm using paragraph marks to indicate the viewpoint.

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/Gods/

If we want this to remain fun, we need to be careful. We remember several occasions where excessive mind-control of humans led to them getting damaged. Or worse, being excluded from the human society. Both cases resulted in situations where we could no longer get any fun out of the interactions.

But similarly, there is also little fun in passively observing. Yes, all around the Earth humans are having sexual encounters, and in many cases these are interesting. But actual Earth-shattering, un-restraint, sexual abandonment is rare. And, we must admit, our pleasure is heightened when we add a bit of spice and kinkiness to the experiences. Some humans get off on pain, others on losing control, we like the power of suggestion and pushing through reluctance. We've been observers in several much harsher situations, with genuine fear, rape, and death, however, that rarely leads to ecstasy and pleasure, even to the perpetrators. No, we don't want to go there, with our games. Besides, sharing someone's mind at the point of dying is unpleasant enough.

No, the current game is much more fun. Trying to get the doctor to join the fun, without directly controlling his thoughts. Only by proxy. We should be careful with Moni, we've already pushed her thoughts massively, and we don't want her to damage her brain.

/Loyd/

Moni's scream was bone-chilling, surely there is a need for a medic? As I open my sleeping cabin, I see Dee getting out of hers. She's naked, but I see her pull a shirt towards her. I'm not waiting, but I push forward towards the front of the spacecraft. I see Moni and the captain floating near the instrument panels in an embrace. Wait a moment! Are they also undressed? Right, I can see the captain's bottom, and Moni's breasts jutting out.

"Well, well, well. What's going on? Do you care to explain?" While I grab a handrail to stop my forward movement, Dee bumps into my back, I can feel her still-naked breasts slide along my arm and side. She grabs my shirt to get herself to stop, which doesn't work as my shirt isn't fully tugged in. So, now her forward momentum is turning her around my arm, legs passing forward, and her head hits my shoulder. To prevent further accidents, I try to grab her with my free arm, finding it hard to have any grip on her damp skin. Finally, my hand finds her armpit, allowing me to stop her.

This is an absurd situation! I'm holding a naked woman, while there are two mostly naked people finishing some intense sexual activities. Dee's admittingly gorgeous body is now partially obstructing the view, but I'm pretty sure Moni is still sitting on the captain's member. I'm enough of an astronaut to have been wondering about the practicalities of sex in space, I've read one or two medical papers on the subject... But I never expected to be introduced to the subject in such a way. And it doesn't make sense! I know the crew members, we are all professionals, and we are all experts in our respective fields. At no earlier time did any of us have any romantic encounters with any of the others. Why would this happen, and why now?

Looking down along her body, Dee now also sees Moni and the captain. She starts to laugh. "Hey, Jack. You should have gagged her. She's indecently loud." Glancing up at me, Dee indicates I can let her go, which I do. She turns and floats towards Moni and gives her a deep hug. This releases Moni from the captain, sure enough, he has a full erection. And several globes of sperm are floating from Moni's anus. I've seen enough, whatever this is, it's none of my business. Although it does stir something in my loins, seeing this decidedly erotic vista, I better get the hell out of here. As I turn to return to my sleeping cabin, the captain calls after me: "Loyd, sorry. Please wait a moment! I might need a bit of medical attention." Sure! Is he kidding? "Moni severely scratched my leg, I'm bleeding."

"I should just point out that the adhesives are in the medkit, on the wall behind Moni and Dee. But let me be the only professional here and help you with that." Mmm, how do I get there, without having to get into the personal space of two naked girls, who are currently French kissing each other? I don't know what I'll do if get too close, too much excitement to ignore. "Sorry, I need to get through. Make a bit of room, please." The captain pulls at one of their legs, Dee's? This results in them floating aside. I pull the medkit from its clamp, turning towards the captain. Luckily Jack has been pulling his shorts back up, at least covering his crotch. The scratch marks on his outer thigh are pretty deep, he is bleeding significantly. At least I do have an actual task there. But first things first! "Ladies, can at least one of you get a towel and absorb that blood and semen? I really don't want that on me." Great, at least Dee is now doing something useful. She uses the shirt she's still clasping to dab at those floating bubbles. It doesn't help that her athletic body is on full display, my manhood is definitely swelling.

With the route free of fluids, I now move to Jack's leg and start working on the wounds with a disinfectant spray. I can't access the leg without being offered a full view of Dee, cleaning Moni's genitals and anus. While that's happening, Moni begins to speak: "It just doesn't make sense! Yes, I love fucking with you guys. But it feels like it's not me. It's as if something or someone is taking over my thoughts, my hormones, my body. Loyd, do you know of any mental illnesses like that?" Great, at least Moni acknowledges that something is going very wrong here.

"Well, I'm a trauma surgeon, mental illnesses are definitely not my main subject. But let's do a bit of triage on your thoughts. What makes you think this is externally driven?" A large adhesive plaster should be enough for this leg. But then I first need to shave some hair around the wound. I grab an electric razor from the medkit.

"This started directly after our jump from hyperspace. I've had several thoughts I've never had before, some visual, some vocal, all pushing me towards arousal. If I didn't know any better, this feels like a bad wet dream. Do any of you have a similar experience?"

After a few seconds, Dee answers: "Yes, in some sense. When I picked you up after your first orgasm, I had an unexpected vision of tying you to a bed, whipping your breasts." Moni swallows and sighs.

"That sounds wonderful! But that's beside the point: you felt like that vision was uncalled for? As if given to you?"

"Exactly. Although, sometimes my thoughts are unexpected."

The captain also joins in: "When you approached me, I was reminded of my wife's infidelity. Not sure if that's unexpected, though, given what you were doing."

This is a very strange conversation to be part of, indeed. And somewhat hot! "So, all of you experienced some form of Schizophrenia, thoughts you attribute to some external source?"

Moni answers: "Yes, exactly that! Especially, regarding my thoughts towards the captain. Sorry, Jack, but you are normally not my type at all, too old and not nerdy enough. But my thoughts forced me into having sex with you. It was wonderful but worrying and uncalled for."

"It's okay, Moni. It seems we all acted unprofessionally. We just need to make sure this doesn't continue." And with a chuckle, the captain adds: "Especially for Loyd's sake." Oh, don't you worry, captain, I'm not planning on getting involved.

Both Moni and Dee answer simultaneously: "But Jack, it's only fair if we let Loyd get his share of the fun, right?" Dee's glance towards me is decidedly wicked. But Moni is clearly struggling with her thoughts: "It's weird, that you got that same thought at the same time as me, Dee!" But her confusion only lasts a second, before she also looks at me, with a bit of a dreamy gaze. "Anyway, Dee, please tell me what to do to Loyd there. I think that he needs to relax a bit." Oh, oh. A memory of some movie scene jumps to mind: two succubi crawling up a bed toward the male lead. I'm in trouble.

/Gods/

We needed to jump in and get the girl focused on the sex again. She's starting to ask questions, which we rather not get answered. Let's get this show on the road.

/Loyd/

My work on the captain's leg is done, so I try to move backward, away from the two naked girls. However, the captain grabs my shoulder. "Wait Loyd, no need to leave. It's okay! We're already past the point of no return for this behavior on the ship. Yes, you may also join in." What madness came over the crew? The captain now pulls at the shirt around my shoulder, pushing me towards the two women. There is no way to avoid them, now.

While floating the short span to those inviting arms, it does strike me how beautiful, yet fully different the girls are. Dee is athletic, strong, with two flat, broad, nicely pear-shaped breasts. Moni looks petite compared to Dee, with small, perky tits, her areolas very dark. This difference continues to the rest of their bodies, Dee larger and stronger in every aspect. Except maybe for Moni's hips and behind, she's nicely broad and well-endowed. That's the last thing I noticed before ending up sandwiched between them, Dee behind me, and Moni in front.

Dee hugs me strongly to stop my further movement. Moni starts to pull my shirt up and over my head. Dee captures the shirt, and pulls it backward, effectively locking my arms in place through the sleeves. I don't want this, this is wrong and unprofessional. As I try to wiggle my arms free, Dee pulls the shirt down my arms, quickly tying my hands behind my back. I have no choice now, I'm forced into submission by Dee's strong hands. I try to yell, say something. But before I can do that, I feel Moni's hands in my neck, pulling our heads together for a heavy kiss. Dee reaches around me for Moni's waist and pulls her body firmly against me. I feel Moni's breasts against my chest, she moans through our kiss, a warm, lovely shudder in my mouth. Against so much passion I don't have much defense.

A quick pull and I no longer have trousers on my body, Dee is ruthlessly efficient, pulling my shorts down as well. I can feel my already stiffening member jutting between Moni's legs, gliding along her inner thighs. I can't see what Dee is doing, as Moni continues her assault on my mouth, her tongue working circles around mine. While she's ravaging my mouth, her eyes are staring into mine, with a deep need for something. I hear a loud crack, which echoes in Moni's eyes. The next slap on her ass cheeks makes her shudder against me. She pulls her legs up and around me, her feet near my bottom, pulling me even closer. Again, a slap on her ass, even harder. And still, she keeps staring, with pleading eyes. Any objections I've had, this melt in those eyes.

Without warning, my cock is roughly handled, a needing hand pushing me into Moni's folds, I feel myself enter that hot and wet channel. Moni needs to stretch a bit, she can't really continue the kissing. With a grunt, she moves her head to my neck, her tongue now licking that tender skin. This break in eye contact brings me a little back to reality, but my now-embedded shaft is quickly drawing my undivided attention. Because Moni gets another hard slap on her bottom, I can feel the vibrations in my cock, especially as Moni involuntarily tenses her pelvic floor muscles. After another few hits, I feel a hand caressing my loins, stroking my balls. My right leg is getting pulled up, which pushes my cock deeper into Moni. Again, a heavy hit on Moni's bottom, she is shuddering, but pulling even tighter into me, with her legs and arms. This continuous for a few slaps, when with another loud crack, I feel a sharp burn in my right ass cheek. That last spank was for me! And two others follow, at the same place. A deep, deep heat is starting to radiate from my ass.

I'm trying to make sense of that utterly new sensation, as I see Dee's hand grab Moni's hair and jank her head back. This forces Moni to release her hands from behind my neck and she pivots away from my chest. But she keeps the pressure in her legs, clasping around my body, keeping my dick deep inside her. In her new position, I have a clear view of Moni's breasts. Dee calls: "Jack, get over here and give her tits some attention." From above Moni, the captain comes floating closer.

"What should I do?"

"Slap her, what else?" I can see understanding dawning in Moni's eyes, but instead of fear, she's excited. The captain positions himself with his head near mine, facing Moni, legs pointing away from me, feet locked behind a handrail. This gives him free access with his hands to Moni's breasts, while I get to see the show. He gives a first, tentative stroke against Moni's left breast, but Dee grunts. "Come on, don't be such a wimp. She can handle much more!" Dee comes up from behind Moni and slaps her right breast fully from the side. The tit jiggles to her center, deforming due to the momentum of the harsh slap. The breast springs back, while a hand-shaped mark quickly turns red. The captain now hits her left breast with much more force, mimicking Dee's slap, from the outside inwards. That must hurt her! I winch at imagining the pain Moni's in. But she seems to love the pain, as she starts to ride my cock eagerly, rotating her hips to try and get as much movement as possible. This is all so wrong, but extremely exciting to witness. Ah, not only witness, be part of! I feel an unknown need in me rising, I also start pushing with my hips, using Moni's legs for leverage.

Dee has moved back down, somewhere behind me. I feel her pushing her head between my legs. Her tongue starts licking my balls. Her fingers are joining her mouth, teasing, stroking, on the inside of my legs, my ass cheeks, and finally also on and around my anus. Moni's tits dance before my eyes, getting slapped mercilessly, her skin crimson red. Our pumping movements become faster, we've found a good position for a rough fuck. And all the while, I'm feeling Dee working on my asshole. I'm building quickly to a massive orgasm.

A deep spasm runs through Moni's body. And for the second time, she shrieks. An instinctive, primeval scream! While she's convulsing, her legs lose their strength, and I nearly slip out, starting to drift away. But Dee doesn't let this happen. While her left hand has a firm grip in my ass, as I can feel multiple fingers in me, she bearhugs Moni with her right arm, keeping her firmly pushed on my cock. That allows Moni's contracting inner muscles to milk my cock, pushing me also over the edge. The biggest orgasm of my life, I swear I must have passed out for a few seconds. I've lost all sense of time and place for a moment. Only pleasure and bliss.

As I come to, Moni is hugging me tenderly, head nuzzling in my neck. My hands have been freed, I'm hugging her back. Behind her, towards the front of the spacecraft, the captain and Dee are doing sexual gymnastics. I'm still too exhausted to pay much attention, but it seems to be a hot show.

/Gods/

That was another set of great orgasms. See, this game is deeply fulfilling. Again, we are shown what a deep emotional response humans can have. We need to think about the next round, how can we top this?