Hawthorn Remarkable Pt 03

Disclaimer: All characters are over 18 and enthusiastically participating in acts that are morally acceptable on planet Hawthorn Remarkable. Your moral mileage, when reading from other planets, may vary.

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Loads More Diplomacy on Hawthorn Remarkable (Chapter 5)

As soon as Ree was no longer touching Savani, the muscular indigo-skinned Raclon named Pledar began gently propping her up to prevent further spillage, while curious Stya and curvy Radesa crawled toward Ree, reaching out to touch their cock. Ree stood up, stepping out of their discarded pants, and reached down to Radesa's shoulders to pull off her dress.

They knew, partially out of instinct and partially from the knowledge that had been imparted through Savani's mind link, that these four Raclon women's wombs were all required for the trade deal Ree had entered into. Fortunately, they felt no need to take a break.

Radesa lifted her arms obligingly as Ree removed her refracting gauze cloth, which she wiggled out of cheekily, causing her ample hot-pink breasts to wobble like ripe grapefruits attached to a doll with elastic. Ree was mesmerised, licking their lips at the chain reaction Radesa's plush bosom set off, her delightful convex torso wobbling down to the soft upside-down-rainbow of her wide fertile paunch, grabbable hip meat shaking her booty cheeks you can see from the front, and softly pitted thighs where her fuchsia skin had grown tired of holding up her juicy fat. Ree had always been bi, without any particular aesthetic preferences, and with a soft tendency toward dominance. But Radesa's perfectly padded Venus of Willendorf shape in a nearly as tiny package, had Ree considering worship.

Their hands made contact with the tops of her sensuous globes without waiting for permission from their brain, just as Stya's dainty mauve hand wrapped around their dick. For half a second her fingers closed, but Ree's multiple feedbacks of caressing Radesa's pillowy curves and the strangely demure touch of Stya's curious hand caused their organ to surge well beyond the capacity of Stya's grasp. Stya breathily hummed a chord that Ree interpreted as an overflow of desire breaking the levee of her shyness. It seemed to Ree as though their cock was responding directly to not just their own arousal, but to the desires of the Raclon women as well. Radesa did half a shimmy, which threw her round tits deeper into Ree's grasp like an erotic juggling act, and she grinned at them wickedly.

"Down // flat //// I reach" she undulated and rhythmically hummed. Ree sank to the ground, slowly so Stya could continue tentatively trying to hold their erection, and they could trace the many-petalled hourglass of Radesa's short frame with eager hands.

Laying on the ground with Stya kneeling beside them and pawing at their solid rod, Ree gripped Radesa's unctuous thighs and directed her toward their face. Radesa swayed happily as she willingly stepped over to stand with one fine maroon foot either side of their neck, seeming pleased that Ree had understood enough to comply with her request. The view this gave them was utterly unparalleled, and Ree inhaled in near-awe as they took in her pink bearded-clamshell pubic fuzz hiding under the shade of her immaculate curves, the expansive slopes of her lower belly nearly obscuring the dark fullness of her tits. Ree slid their left hand around to cup her broad ass, digging their little fingertip underneath the cheek toward her soft needy entrance, and moved their right hand down to the back of her knee to nudge her so she would kneel.

And kneel she did, the exertion stretching open her clamshell causing the unfurling petals of her hot cunt to land on Ree's nose, dripping intoxicating liquor down their philtrum and into their waiting mouth. Ree had underestimated how short Radesa's thick thighs would be, and tried to breathe through nostrils embedded in her womanhood, succeeding only in snorting a little of her nectar which hit their bloodstream instantly as they felt their breeding rod jump out of Stya's surprised hands and bop her free-hanging breasts. Radesa slid back to rest her sopping pussy on Ree's eager tongue, and they lapped at the cream in heavenly delight.

Pledar must have been satisfied that Savani had been properly cared for after her breeding, because she came over to the trio on the floor and decisively picked Stya up, bunched her dress up in her hands, and placed the fragile-looking lavender woman directly onto Ree's huge member. She nodded curtly at Ree's face as she pulled away taking Stya's dress with her, then looked back at the timid-faced Raclon impaled on Ree's swelling shaft, and pulled Stya's arms up to rest her hands on the back of Radesa's magenta shoulders. Radesa seemed unsurprised by this, unlike the ecstatic human below her or the quiet little alien stuck on their still-growing cock. Radesa hum-moaned a deep and captivating melody, and started grinding back and forth on Ree's face. Ree understood her moan, because Stya did, and they were partially mind-linked as soon as Ree entered her narrow and tight, slick canal.

"Yessssss! Sister [a version of the word not denoting actual familial ties, more deep respect between women of the same political rank] ride with me, I will show you how to be taken by pleasure as I am-m-m-mmmmmmmm" Radesa's song emboldened the nervous petite woman, who was filled with just as much lust as Savani had been but had never experienced sensuality or even touched her own sweet flower before this day. Ree's instinctual pride at deflowering Stya buzzed within them, cresting with the closely following thought that they would also breed the willing alien's virgin cunt.

Ree began to lightly buck, but felt Stya rising rather than taking their whole cock. Pledar's strong hands grasped Stya's bony shoulders, pushing her down to Ree's overfull balls, and they realised she was not rising from any action on her part, only that their dick was continuing to grow and Stya's pussy was struggling to stretch over it. When it bottomed out under Pledar's assistance, Stya shuddered from within, and gripped harder onto Radesa's back.

Radesa put her whole body into the grinding her hips were doing, helping to give Stya a rhythm. Stya in turn did her best to grind along with her friend, but in having to lean forward to reach her, her delicate clit began to make contact with Ree's happytrail.

Soon, Ree was awash with the incomprehensible symphony of Raclon orgasms. They could physically feel the hundred tiny explosions in the nerves and muscles wrapped around their dick, tongue, and lips, but at the same time they could telepathically feel the exquisite terror and temporally isolated bliss of Stya's first orgasm that would surely be one of the hardest of her life. Ree's tongue flooded with Radesa's love jelly, which would truly be the envy of any dessert chef in the 12 galaxies, and they felt the gentle heat of Stya's as it burst out all over their balls and thighs.

The light show Ree experienced induced by the sounds the two cumming Raclon women made was fractal-splitting into patterns that were somehow erotic in themselves. Ree humped more and more forcefully into the quivering depths of the young alien above them, devouring the tangy euphoria of the curvy woman on their tongue.

Pledar sang something Stya was too enraptured to understand and translate, and took a firm hold of Ree's thighs. Parting them, she settled in between their legs and made an admirable but slightly absurd effort to fit their heaving, baseball sized nuts into her pursed navy blue lips. Her hot tongue massaged Ree's stuffed balls with a deep pressure that complimented their rabid thrusts, grounding them into their body and helping them access their primal need to fill Stya's unprotected virgin womb with hot virile seed.

Stya's brain sort of came back online, and Ree realised that the vibrations that felt so great on their sac were a rhythmic whispered prayer from Pledar. It was not quite language, but it evoked within Raclon a knowledge of a deep sadness and longing, a promise of a changed future, and the sound of children laughing in the distance. Ree realised through Stya's knowledge that this room is not a bedroom as they had first assumed, but a type of chapel or alter-space for group worship, and that it was in Pledar's home because she and her mother are some kind of spiritual advisors. Ree also realised that to Pledar, and to a lesser extent the other women, this little orgy was a ritual that brought back a nearly lost hope. Their final realisation in that moment was that Pledar really, really knew what she was doing with her tongue, and that they were about to shoot another massive load of semen into a beautiful alien woman.

Ree gently nudged the recovering Radesa off of their face, driven by a need to look Stya in her glossy hooded eyes as they impregnated her. Radesa obliged, swinging her thick little leg over Ree's head and sitting back to watch from the side. Stya looked even more beautiful than before, though she could have been a model on Earth, or other planets with similar biology and aesthetic preferences, now she looked free and transported to true womanhood. She smiled in meeting Ree's gaze, leaning forward to allow her small half-moon breasts to dangle and jolt as she rode them to completion.

As Ree felt Stya's desire to be bred mounting into elation, their balls reacted by swelling steadily, pushing Pledar's face up past Stya's lavender ass, up and up to her dimpled lower back, and Pledar looked up at them with a face of eagerness and a stoicism that was crumbling into lust. The rushing feeling in their dense, expanding balls was driving Ree to grip Stya's narrow waist and hang on tight, relinquishing all other control to their pounding fuckstick. Pledar sat up eagerly watching, and the removal of the weight of her chin on their balls was the catalyst Ree needed to release what felt like a five-gallon of powerful jizz, directly into Stya's vulnerable virgin heat. She screamed and came with Ree, overwhelmed by the pleasure of being bred to cap off her first sexual experience.

Ree drew back, pushing their ass and hips into the padded ground, ready to deliver a nearly endless fountain of fertile cream into those toned alien abs, swelling out the purple flesh of the spasming girl. But Pledar saw that the seed was delivered, and lifted Stya up by the armpits and off Ree's gargantuan member, deflating the skinny girl by half her width with its absence. Ree saw that she had the slightest paunch left, so that first rope of cum must have been at least three cups, before the next spurt erupted obscuring their view.

The shower of hot load sprayed across Ree's chest and shoulder, and onto Radesa's hot curvy belly and legs. Pledar with quick reflexes threw herself onto Ree's exploding cockhead, grabbing on with both hands and pushing it under her dress and into her rippling muscular cunt, before the third rope had a chance to spill. Ree felt their watermelon sized balls flooding anew to refill the empty space made by the first few eruptions, as they felt themselves shoot their biggest spurt yet into a brand new alien woman.

The unexpected excitement of breeding two ladies in just moments rocked Ree almost into a stupor. They were fully aware of the pleasure of shooting their fertile cum from their shuddering cock, and the relief of slightly lessening pressure in their overblown-balloon balls, and partially aware of the unique massaging sensation of Pledar's pussy struggling to slide deeper down onto their sheath. They were barely aware at all of the new mind-meld, and the waves of gratitude and religious conviction being communicated directly into their mind. Until the visual input of Pledar's rapidly filling womb pressing her strong core into a maternal form, then a prenatal form, then taking on the appearance of quadruplets at full term, shook them back to reality.

Pledar was mentally thanking Ree with repetitive ancient mantras of praise and pleasure, and approaching orgasm from the sensation of swelling up with their seed. She was thinking about how many offspring she would have, imagining being three times this size in a few months with ten or more healthy young in her womb. 'Hang on!' thought Ree, 'You'll be three times this size in five minutes if we don't stop this, my balls are still filling up from the thought of giving you what you need!'

"Your turn, Radesa." Pledar sang, still moaning in enjoyment but acknowledging Ree's concerns about hurting her.

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Completing a trade on Hawthorn Remarkable (Chapter 6)

Ree was shocked at how much cum Pledar had taken in her strong, muscular cunt, and even more shocked how hot they found her stretched out beach ball belly bouncing like a deep indigo silicone stress ball as she jumped off of their still-spurting cock. As soon as she was off, Ree's very being rattled with the desire to deliver life-giving seed to another Raclon womb. Seemingly without any time elapsing, their instincts pulled their arms over to Radesa and hauled the compact curvy creature up into the air, and down onto their firehoseing dick.

Radesa's lilting moan reverberated through the air, but also through her inner world, which became partially mind-linked with Ree the instant they entered her tiny snatch.

Ree basked in the sense of relief as though a long wait was over for Radesa, almost as much as they relished the plush slippery softness of her cunt as it stretched to let in their hot pumping tip and forceful spurts of cum. Ree's wiry hands sank with little resistance into Radesa's generous hip flesh, almost disappearing under her ballooning folds as they pulled her down to press their spurting cock against her shivering cervix. There was no way to tell how long they had been cumming in alien pussies, and Ree didn't care for as long as the incredible sensations of the breeding frenzy continued.

After a few more powerful hot spurts of seed, Ree finally began to deflate, dick slowly recoiling out of Radesa along with a flood of sweet-smelling jelly as her body gave in to another orgasm of her own. Her Raclon orgasm filled Ree's drained mind with melodic mirages of sensual patterns and lights, and filled their ears with alien music as they gasped in gulps of air and savoured the aftershocks in their finally empty balls.

Looking around at the spent bodies of the gorgeous aliens they'd just impregnated, Ree carefully released their grip on Radesa. This allowed her to come to rest on their pelvis, fluttering pussy plugged up tight with Ree's deflated but still semi-rigid 9 inch dick.

Ree tried to absorb the implausible scene, including the expanded to nearly spherical curvy little hot pink and flushed maroon goddess they'd just pumped to over double her usual size with a mere third of a nut.

"Phew. Was this the trade you wanted? Will you order the landing area cleared, and meet my people now? We mean you no harm." Ree's mission-oriented thinking finally restored as the pleasant throbbing of their shrinking balls came to a halt.

Savani murmured melodically without getting up from where she was laying with her knees up, clutching her swollen torso, "You have demonstrated that your smell was honest, you bring us what we have lost. I will give you the emptiness in the field that you ask for. We will hear your story, and share in your friendship."

Ree smiled at the alien president, pleased that the porta-module had caught up with the autotranslator model during the mind-melds, but wondering whether the women would be able to walk back down to the landing area after their breeding.

Savani beckoned Stya, the Raclon least physically affected by the orgy, and issued some kind of private instruction to her. Stya left the room for around a minute, returning with a brown object about the size of an adult earthling housecat. The object was made of gnarled wood, and while it had straight defined edges, it also had scuffed leathery bark as though it was grown for purpose rather than carved.

Stya placed the object beside Savani, who reached into a hollow inside it and strummed a complex melody that Ree found barely audible, sitting somewhere between sound and light in their human perception. Savani withdrew her hand, and the ephemeral tones faded away over 20 or 30 seconds. It wasn't a long wait before the object, which Ree now realised was some type of sonar communication console, strummed itself a reply.

"Soon we will travel to the open field, where your rectangular cloud is beginning to kiss our soil. We can all recover for a moment, before the transport arrives." Savani declared in soothing, decisive tones.

Ree shook out their discarded uniform and dressed quickly, before finding Savani's dress and holding it open above her to help her into it. Savani shook her head no, and Ree began to process some of the implicit knowledge that had been passed into them through their mental links to recognise that the Raclon girls felt a proud need to show their people the changed bodies that proved the gift they had received. Ree's cock pulsed at the realisation that their hot alien lovers were going to show this whole strange world how thoroughly they had bred them, and Ree tucked their waistband under the beast in acquiescence to the fact that it was inevitably going to grow uncontrollably again at some point.

They dropped the fine shimmering garment they had offered to the Raclon ruler, instead offering her a supportive hand to get carefully to her feet. With Savani acclimating to her new size and weight quite readily, Stya and Ree went to assist the much further inflated Pledar onto her muscular legs. In the back of their mind, Ree registered that ordinary physical contact with these women no longer had the growth effect on their member, though when their semi-stiff prick occasionally bumped into the girls' naked flesh it did still feel wonderful.

Outside Pledar's house, in a sort of town square paved in an interlocking pattern of discrete geometric ground-cover shrubs like the intricate back of a beautiful snake, was a small pagoda that Ree had not seen on their way in. Three stairs led up to a sunken platform that would fit around 10 consciousness-bearers from any but the largest species, like a 'conversation pit', beset in a ring of curved pillars which held up a roof thatched with fluffy golden grass. Extending from each pillar was a forked branch, from which slack ropes were tied and woven together giving the effect of a handle as though the whole stage were a giant carry basket. Savani and Pledar made no hesitation in mounting the steps up to the seating area, followed by Stya, and with Ree supporting Radesa's overstuffed form.

As the foursome got comfortable and Ree wondered whether the construction had some way of moving, they felt a pang of distress run through their chest and begin to ache in their throat. They looked around in confusion and realised that the instinctive distress stemmed from the knowledge that in the earlier unexpected frenzy, they had not had an opportunity to bring one of their alien lovers to orgasm. Ree gazed at Pledar's strong indigo body and graphically expanded midsection that had undone the waist tie of her tunic such that it hung open as a pathetic ribbon down her front crumpled between her pert breasts and draped comically over her humongous belly. They wondered whether alongside nudity, sex was acceptable in public on Hawthorn Remarkable.

As though their look said everything in their mind, Pledar returned their gaze and gave a knowing smile that conveyed a sense of ease and relaxation, but fell short of a real invitation. Then Savani let out a short loud melody that the porta-module translated as a yell or whistle, rather commanding Ree's attention. They followed her gaze and saw a creature rapidly approaching, swimming, or rather floating through the air at eye level.