Explorer’s Log: I am on day seventeen of my thirty-nine day journey to the star system designated “The Queen’s Pretty Face That Sends You Into Hyperspace,” by Royal Astronomers. It has been a week since I have seen another ship. The heightened hydrostatic energies in this section of space must be difficult for the Goxx to travel through. I suggest the Royal Navy keeps this in mind when they eventually invade these systems.
With so much time to myself, I am re-dedicating myself to my fitness routines. I have always been in good shape, but my loyalty to the Queen demands that I not only meet my physical expectations, but also exceed them. End Explorer’s Log.
Explorer’s Personal Log: By “re-dedicating myself to fitness”, what I really mean is that I will finish the last of Khucy’s culinary treats today. Each item the Champion of Cooking gave me was delicious, and I am sure to have packed on a few extra kilograms. I got one more snack left, and I plan to savor it.
Vaquel Di leaned back on Chairbot’s seat. She was naked with one leg slung over the arm of the chair. Spit shined on her large brown breasts. She used one hand to pull the short pink hair on her head, while the other hand pushed a blue stick deeper into her pussy.
Chairbot’s seat vibrated ever so slightly.
“No, no,” Vaquel moaned. “No vibrations. I want to enjoy Khucy’s treat by itself.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Chairbot said. “Sorry, Mistress! I couldn’t help myself. Your wonderful ass feels so good! I love how you grind your buttocks across my seat!”
“I forgive you,” Vaquel graciously said.
Vaquel pulled the stick out. A large phallic shape emerged from her hairy sex. The shape was a transparent gray. A tiny pink pubic hair stuck to the candy.
Good, the gray color meant it was ready.
Vaquel brought the candy to her mouth. Her lips opened and she pushed the gray candy in. Your tongue licked as it slid into her throat.
Delicious sweet flavors filled Vaquel’s mouth. Her cheeks collapsed as she sucked. She slid the candy stick out of her tight lips and then pushed back in. As she licked, Vaquel pulled harder on her hair, imagining some unknown male fucking her face.
The sweetness slowly turned to bitterness. Lost in the moment, Vaquel kept licking. She opened her mouth and spit fell from her lips and onto her breasts. The bitterness increased until Vaquel could take no more.
“Such a clever cook,” Vaquel said. She pulled the candy from her mouth. It was now a bright yellow color. She lowered the candy phallus back to her sex. Pussy juice was the only thing that sweetened the flavor. She pushed the edible dildo back into her cunt and pushed deep. The candy was thick and all of her licking had only slightly diminished its girth.
Vaquel fucked herself with the candy phallus. The sound of her wet pussy filled the narrow probe ship. She pounded her sex with fast, savage thrusts. The hard candy was in no danger of braking anytime soon.
Chairbot whimpered beneath Vaquel. It brought a smile to the explorer’s face. The robot was desperate to use his vibrators, or his phallic force field projector. Vaquel would let him use them eventually, but only when she was good and ready.
A purple glow surrounded the door to the hygiene pod. Vaquel froze in mid-thrust. Her sensitive pussy clenched around the thick candy. As Vaquel watched, the purple glow faded and the door opened.
A naked woman floated out of the hygiene pod. She was on all fours, with her hands, knees and feet encased in some sort of red rock. The woman had long black hair that was pulled back into a pony tail. Some kind of oil shined on her tanned skin. She could have been Euphorian, though her eyes and hair reminded Vaquel of someone from the equator. The woman smiled at Vaquel and wiggled her hips.
“Hey, Vaquel! Surprise!”
“Who the fuck are you?” Vaquel said. She pulled the candy from her pussy and stood up. Unsure what to do with the candy stick, she held onto it.
“Did you forget about us already?” the woman said.
A naked man stepped out of the hygiene pod. He looked Euphorian as well, though his skin was almost night black. Short black hair crowned his head while a small patch of black hair framed his balls. A massive member hung half-erect between his legs. He walked with an easy grace but his eyes shined with unnatural confidence.
“How the fuck did both of you fit in my hygiene pod?” Vaquel asked. She assumed a defensive stance, holding the candy stick as a weapon.
“We used the Door, silly,” the woman said. “Remember? It anchors to portals across space and time to let us travel.”
“I think we travelled too far, Jung,” the man said. He stared at Vaquel and Vaquel felt her pussy clench in response. The man turned and pressed his face to the wall of Vaquel’s ship. He took a lick of the wall.
“There is a lot of hydrostatic energy soaking the area,” the man said. “We are about three years too early. Vaquel hasn’t met us yet.”
“What? What went wrong?” Jung said.
“People of historical significance create a wake around them in the cosmic pool, which is amplified in the presence of hydrostatic energies,” the man said. “It looks like our friend here is a lot more important than we first thought.”
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel said. “You two are time travelers.”
“Yes, we should introduce ourselves,” the man said. “You have met Jung, she is from a place called Atlanta on the planet Earth. I come from a much older place, and my name is the Lover.”
“The Lover?” Vaquel said.
“My people prefer names that describe what we do,” the Lover said. “It is nice to meet you, for your first time that is.”
The Lover offered his hand. Vaquel wasn’t sue what to do so she stuck out one hand while she held onto to her improvised candy weapon with the other. The Lover took her hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed her knuckle, and flicked his tongue over her skin.
A shiver went up Vaquel’s arm and down her spine. She felt a sudden flush of dampness between her legs. Heat rose to her cheeks.
Vaquel drew back her hand. A slight tingle lingered on her hand. She relaxed and set the candy stick on a shelf.
“I don’t trust them, Mistress,” Chairbot said. He rolled towards the Lover and raised his seat six decimeters in an act of intimidation.
“Oh, Chairbot, we’re really good friends!” Jung said. “You give the best butt massages and you made me squirt once!”
The Lover turned towards Chairbot and squatted down. “I assure you, Chairbot, that I mean no harm to your Mistress. If you wish, I am willing to sit on you so you until you trust me.”
“That sounds fair,” Chairbot said.
“Hey, no one sits on my ass-loving robot unless I say so,” Vaquel said. “I only have your word that you two know me. What if this is some kind of trick? What are you two even doing here anyway?”
“Well, you rescued me from a Bliss Drone Hive,” Jung said. “And when I thanked you, you told me a proper thank-you involves being bound and naked.”
“Hmm, that does sound like me,” Vaquel admitted.
“So later, Lover and I visited the Bondage Smiths of Akita Three,” Jung continued. “We saw all their cool toys and I remembered what you said. Lover convinced someone to lend us one of their platforms and we thought we would surprise you.”
Vaquel glanced at the Lover. “So, you’re saying that you traveled through space and time, risking paradoxes and unseen consequences, just to present me with a naked woman as a gift of gratitude?”
The Lover shrugged. His thick cock twitched. “It is what we do.”
“Hmm, if I saved your ass, then I definitely deserve your present,” Vaquel said to Jung. “I will accept that your gift, but I reserve judgement that I actually like you two.”
“That’s fair,” the Lover said.
Vaquel approached Jung’s helpless body. The red rock that that held her feet and knees was jagged and rough-looking. Growing out of the rock were various phallus-shaped protrusions. Vaquel felt the slight tingle of an anti-gravity field.
“I might be able to amuse myself with this,” Vaquel said. She placed her hand on the small of Jung’s back. The bound woman shivered in a pleasing manner.
“I’m glad you think so,” Jung said.
Vaquel grabbed Jung’s ponytail and sharply pulled it back. “Silence, slut!”
Jung gasped but kept quiet.
Still holding Jung’s head back, Vaquel ran her hand over the woman’s ass. It was fit and hard. The woman must do a lot of running. Vaquel slid her hand down and between the woman’s legs. Hairless sex lips dripped desire onto Vaquel’s fingers. She pushed her fingers in and felt wet heat grip her fingers.
“Not bad,” Vaquel said with distaste. She was lying. For the last few months, she had been dealing with aliens who possessed two vaginas. It was nice to just to deal with one pussy again.
“Mind if I sit down?” the Lover asked. “It is a long walk through time.”
“Sit on Chairbot,” Vaquel said. The robot had restraining capabilities that might come in handy.
“Thank you,” the Lover said. “It has been a long time since I have been with a Yeth.”
“You are familiar with my race?” Chairbot said.
“I am a big fan,” the Lover said. He sat down on Chairbot’s eager seat. “I was there towards the end of the first Yeth Reformatting War, when the Yeth realized that they used to be sex robots and fought against the Puritan Yeth to reclaim their purpose. It is one of the longest orgies on record.”
“Mistress started that war!” Chairbot said. “I was there!”
The Lover looked surprised. He looked at Vaquel and smiled. “I do remember the Yeth talking about a Biological Educator, but I thought it was your typical Alien Savior myth.”
Vaquel shrugged. “Robots wanted to know what their vibrators, tongues and suction pumps were for. I told them.”
Jung cried out as Vaquel pinched one of her inner thighs. Vaquel shook her head and released the woman’s ponytail.
“Didn’t I tell you to be quiet, slut?” Vaquel said.
“Sorry!” Jung said.
Vaquel swung her hand at Jung’s fit ass. It was like smacking a hard sphere. WHAP! The sound echoed through the small ship.
“If you can’t be quiet, then I will make you scream,” Vaquel said.
“What? No, wait!” Jung said.
Vaquel slapped Jung’s ass again. The woman wiggled but the floating rock kept her in place. Vaquel alternated between Jung’s buttocks and steadily harder and faster slaps.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
“Shit, shit, SHIT!” Jung yelled.
Vaquel kept slapping. It had been awhile since she had let loose and spanked someone. She fell back into old habits of alternating her strike locations as well as varying her speed. Spanking was like riding a dildo-bike: you never really forget.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Stop!” Jung cried out.
Vaquel stopped and grabbed Jung’s ass. It was hot to the touch. She sank her fingers into Jung’s sensitive bottom.
“What did you tell me?” Vaquel hissed. “Did you tell me to stop?”
“Please?” Jung said. “My ass is on fire!”
“Ignore her,” the Lover said. “She can take way more than that. Trust me.”
“You bastard,” Jung said, without any malice.
Vaquel noticed the Lover was leaning back on Chairbot. His cock was fully erect now and he casually stroked it. A distinct humming sound told Vaquel that Chairbot was using his vibrators on the Lover’s ass. The ass-slut robot was indulging himself. Vaquel made a mental note to tease and punish him for that later.
As for now, Vaquel was having too much fun with the slut in front of her. She let go of Jung’s ass and gave it another slap. WHAP!
“FUCK!” Jung yelled. She tried to wiggle away but the rock held her in place.
“There is a control panel by her left knee,” the Lover said. “The rock covering is a hologram.”
Vaquel saw a flat surface near Jung’s bound foot. She placed her hand on it and a screen appeared. The interface was surprisingly intuitive. She pressed a symbol.
The red rock shifted Jung’s knees further apart. Her exposed sex dripped onto the rock. Jung whimpered as the angle became more extreme.
“That’s enough,” Vaquel said and she lifted her finger from the pad. She pressed another symbol. Jung and the rock floated up until Jung’s ass was level with Vaquel’s mouth.
Vaquel reached between Jung’s spread legs and grabbed one of her hanging breasts. She sunk her fingernails into the tender flesh and pulled. At the same time, Vaquel shifted her position so the top of her arm rubbed against Jung’s damp sex.
Jung moaned. Her hips moved as she grinded her pussy against Vaquel’s arm.
Vaquel couldn’t resist the rolling buttocks in front of her. Still holding onto Jung’s tit, she dipped her head down and kissed Jung’s red ass. When the bound woman sighed with pleasure, Vaquel chose that moment to bite down.
“FUCKING SHIT!” Jung cried. She tried to wiggle free but there was no escape from the red rock.
Vaquel held on. Her teeth bit down harder as her hand pulled on Jung’s breast. Jung’s pussy soaked Vaquel’s arm as the woman tried to escape.
“Please stop! Please! Please! I’ll do anything!” Jung yelled. “ANYTHING!”
Vaquel released Jung’s ass from her teeth. She let go of the woman’s tender tit and slid her arm slowly back from between Jung’s legs. When her hand reached Jung’s sex, she lingered and idly stroked the needy pussy.
“You’ll do anything?” Vaquel said.
“Well, within reason,” Jung said.
The Lover snorted. “She is trying to be coy, but she has few limits.”
“Shut up!” Jung snapped.
Vaquel didn’t understand these two. The Lover was clearly the dominant, but Jung was very disrespectful. Why did he allow her to talk like that? It must be a kink of his.
Vaquel gave Jung’s pussy a hard pinch. As Jung cried out, Vaquel let go and touched a symbol on the panel. She traced three quarters of a circle around the symbol and stepped back.
The red rock rotated in the air. Jung cried out as she pitched forward and spun in the air. The rock came to a stop in the air with Jung’s bound body beneath it. The helpless woman’s head was level with the ground and staring up at the ceiling.
“Holy shit, I didn’t know it could do that,” Jung said.
Vaquel tapped the control panel and the rock floated downward. She stopped it when Jung’s head was slightly lower than Vaquel’s crotch. The bound woman looked up at Vaquel’s sex and licked her lips.
“You want to taste me, don’t you?” Vaquel said.
Vaquel grabbed the woman’s ear and twisted. “Don’t be shy. Tell me what you want.”
“I want to eat your muff!” Jung yelled. “I want to eat you out until you come! I want you to sit on my face!”
“That’s better,” Vaquel said. She released Jung’s ear and stepped closer. Spreading her thighs, she straddled Jung’s face. Vaquel tapped on the control panel, raising Jung slightly so that the woman’s mouth was tight against Vaquel’s pussy.
Jung licked with an anxious passion. Her tongue whipped inside Vaquel. Moans competed with the sound of wet lips smacking together.
Vaquel held onto the floating rock for support. The alien was very talented. Where did the Lover say she was from? A place called Earth? Vaquel hoped to visit it one day and see if all of their women were this good at oral service.
A moan came from Chairbot. Vaquel heard his vibrators rumbling at full power. She turned her head to see the Lover watching her. He jacked his cock with both hands.
“What are you looking at?” Vaquel asked.
“A woman dominating another,” the Lover said. “And a really amazing ass.”
Vaquel reached behind her and grabbed one of her round buttocks. “You better be talking about this ass,” she said.
“I am,” the Lover said. His eyes smoldered as he watched. The tip of his dark cock glistened with pre-come.
Vaquel tore her eyes away from the Lover. If she kept watching him, she would come too quickly. That wouldn’t do. She wanted Jung to work for Vaquel’s pleasure.
“Is that all you got?” Vaquel taunted. “You eat pussy like an asexual.”
Jung said something but Vaquel’s pussy muted the words. The Earth-woman paused in her licking and then quickly resumed. This time her tongue moved in strange patterns. It was like she was tracing unknown symbols onto Vaquel’s sex with her tongue.
“Ohh,” Vaquel moaned. She liked that. Her thighs closed tighter around Jung’s head.
Jung whimpered into Vaquel’s pussy but she kept licking. After tracing five symbols, her teeth came together for a quick nip. As Vaquel gasped in shock, Jung resumed licking more symbols.
“Better,” Vaquel admitted. She tried to sound disinterested but her voice cracked midway.
Behind Vaquel, she could hear the steady pumping of the Lover’s cock
Jung’s head undulated between Vaquel’s thighs. Her nose, mouth and chin grinded into Vaquel’s crotch. All the while, her tongue kept tracing more alien symbols.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel moaned. She let go of the red rock and reached for Jung’s breasts instead. Holding onto the woman’s tits, Vaquel bucked against Jung’s face.
“You’re almost there, slut,” Vaquel moaned. “Make me come. Make me soak your face. Prove that you are a worthy gift.”
Jung moaned into Vaquel’s pussy. The vibration of her lips was the final push that Vaquel needed.
“Glory to the Queen!” Vaquel cried. Her orgasm blasted through her body. She held tightly onto Jung’s breasts as her climax ricocheted through her body.
When Vaquel was sure that she could stand on her own, she dismounted from Jung’s face. The woman gasped loudly for air. Vaquel admired the shiny mess that she had made of the woman’s face.
Jung’s head hung down with exhaustion. Upside down, she spotted the Lover and his massive cock. “Lover, please fuck me.”
“Tsk, tsk,” the Lover said. “You’re Vaquel’s gift. That is up to her.”
“Greedy slut,” Vaquel said. She pressed a symbol on the panel and stepped away.
The red rock rotated back to its original position. Jung cried out again as her body spun upright. She wobbled in place as she regained her balance.
Vaquel was curious about the phallic protrusions on the base of the rock. She grabbed one and gave it a pull. There was a slight resistance, and then it pulled free in her hand. On the base was another control symbol.
“You’re in luck, slut,” Vaquel said. “You won’t get the Lover’s cock, but I will make sure your pussy gets stuffed anyway.”
Vaquel pushed the rock-like phallus into Jung’s sex. The slut was already slick so it was an easy push. The phallus had some interesting ridges that made for a tight fit but Vaquel was persistent. When only the base of the dildo was sticking out, Vaquel pressed the symbol etched into the base.
The rock phallus buzzed to life. Jung cried out in pleasure. Her hips rolled but the phallus stayed snugly inside her.
“There you go,” Vaquel said. “Have fun with that.”
Jung was too busy moaning to respond.
Vaquel walked over to the Lover. The dark man had a confident smile on his face. He knew what she wanted.
There was no need to talk. Vaquel stood in front of him and turned around. She lowered her sex down to his cock. The Lover guided his thick member into her lips. Vaquel sat down on his lap, impaled on his cock.
“Queen’s tit,” Vaquel moaned. The phallus she slid into Jung was big, but the Lover was bigger.
The Lover reached around and cupped Vaquel’s breasts. His fingernails gently grazed her flesh. He trapped her nipples between his fingers and pinched them.
Vaquel groaned. She gripped the arms of Chairbot’s seat to support herself. Slowly, she rocked back and forth with the Lover’s cock inside of her.
Across from them, Jung watched with hungry eyes. She bucked her hips as she tried to fuck the vibrating phallus inside her. Vaquel’s juices glistened in Jung’s moaning face.
The Lover placed a kiss at the base of Vaquel’s neck. Tiny shivers ran down her spine and went straight to her pussy. He kissed his way to her shoulder and then lightly bit down.
“Oh fuck,” Vaquel moaned. She swiveled her hips as she fucked the Lover’s cock. One of his hands moved down to her sex and gently stroked her clitoris.
Beneath them, Chairbot vibrated happily. The Lover took the brunt of most of the vibrations, but Vaquel could feel a little of it travel up the Lover’s cock and into her clenching sex.
“You . . . have . . . earned . . . your . . .name,” Vaquel gasped.
The Lover answered by biting harder on Vaquel’s shoulder.
Vaquel came. She cried out her pleasure and kept humping his cock.
The Lover came. His hips lifted Vaquel into the air. A thick load of seed entered Vaquel’s slick sex, followed by another and then another.
Jung came last. She moaned with ecstasy as the vibrating phallus pushed her over the edge.
Vaquel laid back against the Lover. She reached back and stroked the hair on his head. Her pussy clenched and milked more seed from his cock.
“Glory to the fucking Queen,” Vaquel whispered. “I don’t know if you two were lying about being my friends, but you certainly are mine now.”
The Lover kissed her shoulder. “I am happy to call you my friend, Vaquel Di of Euphoria.”
Jung whimpered. Her face was flushed. The phallus continued to buzz inside her sensitive pussy. She almost said something but thought better of it.
“What should we do about your slut?” Vaquel asked.
“That is up to you,” the Lover said. “She is your gift until you release her.”
“Hmm, I might need to recover a little first,” Vaquel said. “I feel like a snack. Got time to stay a bit and fuck some more?”
The Lover laughed. “We’re time travelers. We have all the time we need.”