Sexy Space Babes: Chapter Seventy (Patreon)

Unfortunately, for all that Yaro had talked a big game, slurred though it was, her body hadn’t quite been up to the task of delivering on that talk. Hence why she was now snoring on a half-demolished couch while Jason sported an erection that had been called to duty by some heavy petting, but had yet to achieve its mission statement.

…Which was why he’d, semi-reluctantly, moved on to the only other person present who was eager to finish what the wolf-woman had started. Maybel had been positively giddy with excitement as they’d made their way to her bedroom.

Though she’d probably be happier if she’d done so alone, he thought as he glanced at the figurative third wheel in the room with them.

"Are you going to... be here the whole time?" Maybel asked skeptically.

"Yes," Nora said instantly from her position by the doorway, arms crossed as she leaned against the back wall. “With my fellow color guard indisposed, I would be remiss in my duties if I allowed the regimental champion to be completely alone with some… strange woman while in hostile territory.”

“River Town is not hostile!” Maybel shot back, stopping just short of jabbing the Scandinavian woman in the chest with a single pointed finger. Jason’s fellow Marine was unmoved though, and in frustration the blue skinned woman turned back to him, red eyes flashing dangerously. "Jason, you’re her chief, can’t you get her to leave us in peace?”

He could. He definitely could.

Would he though?

For some reason he was leaning towards no.

Dear God, am I becoming an exhibitionist!?

He was definitely feeling a certain guilty thrill at just the thought of having his attractive Scandinavian subordinate watching while he ‘engaged’ with a local.

…So yeah, apparently he had developed that fetish particular. More to the point, he also knew who to blame that fact on.

Kernathu, he thought. You damn pervert! My tastes used to be vanilla! Vanilla!

It seemed that during the course of fulfilling a few of his fellow engineer’s depraved fetishes he’d cultivated a few of his own.

“If Nora insists on staying to watch, that’s her prerogative,” he shrugged.

He knew why he didn’t mind her staying, but he had no idea why she was being so insistent on sticking around. Because he definitely didn’t buy the excuse that it was for his protection. She’d have been able to hear what was happening just fine by standing outside the room – because he certainly wouldn’t be quiet about it if Maybel suddenly decided to stick a knife into him.

“That’s… alright,” Maybel finally allowed, blushing purple – which made a nice contrast to Nora, who curiously enough was blushing crimson, even as she steadfastly pretended she was utterly unbothered by what was occurring. “If that’s what you’re into.”

Jason had a feeling that he’d just been recategorized to ‘crazy kinky chick’ in the Ufrian’s mind.

Not that he minded. That assumption wasn’t entirely off the mark.

As evidenced by the fact that he was genuinely looking forward to what was to come, for reasons beyond it ‘just’ being sex.

After all, he was about to nail a sexy blue alien chick. Which, from an outside perspective, might seem a strange thing for one to be excited about for a man in his position. After all, he had a very literal harem of aliens at his beck and call.

Ridiculous, he thought as Maybel strutted over to him. That’s like saying a guy (or gal)  in a healthy and sexually active relationship would never feel the urge to watch porn…

And as even the most casual perusal of the internet history of Earth’s populace would reveal, that just wasn’t true at all.

Which was why he could feel the thumping of his heart in his chest as delicate blue fingers ran over the soft synthetic material of his suit, brushing across his stomach, red eyes gleaming as her ample breasts pressed into his chest.

“Not exactly how I envisioned this going.” Maybel’s breath tickled his ear as she whispered to him. “But I suppose it’s not all bad…”

His eyes widened in surprise a little as he was suddenly shoved back onto the bed, bouncing for a moment, before the warrior woman straddled him.

“…After all, it’s not every day a girl gets to ruin a guy for girls from his own species while one of them is watching.” Her fingers started to peel off his jumpsuit, experienced hands pulling down the zipper before roaming excitedly over his bare chest.

Though he was a little surprised by what she focused on.

“What is it with alien girls and hairy chests?” he asked rhetorically.

Maybel just shrugged, licking her lips. “It’s cute.”

“If you’re trying to turn him on, I’d suggest not calling anything cute.” Nora said, feigning boredom while playing with her omni-pad, though it was impossible not to see how flushed her cheeks still were. “You know, if you’re trying to ‘ruin him for Human pussy’ you should also know that Human guys don’t generally respond well to that.”

Maybel glowered a bit at the interruption, before slowly sliding back and forth.

“Really?” she shot back, feeling the hardness of his erection through his suit. “He seems plenty excited about all this to me.”

Nora rolled her eyes. “I know this is all new to you, but he’s a guy. You could be slapping that thing with a paddle and it’d probably still be ready to rumble.”

“He’s-”

“Right here,” Jason interrupted, tired of the bickering. “And yes, while a paddle might not cause my interests to flag, talking about me like I’m not here definitely will. Cat fight later. Sex now.”

Both women looked surprised by the interruption, before Maybel nodded, eyes returning the same smouldering intensity they’d held just moments before as they roamed across his exposed chest.

Scooting back a bit, her fingers set about pulling off his pants, before his hard cock popped out. Eyes widening slightly, Jason jerked a bit as she tentatively stroked it. Something she didn’t miss, grin turning mischievous as she started pumping up and down, breath tickling the glans as her eyes locked on his own.

Her fingers were surprisingly soft, given her vocation, and Jason momentarily wondered if Ufrians formed calluses differently before another bolt of pleasure made the thought disappear from his mind.

“You like that?” Maybel asked, staring into his eyes as she laid a series of butterfly kisses along his shaft.

“Yes,” he grunted, feeling those plush, soft lips pressed against the heated flesh of his member.

"Good, because that’s just the start,” she whispered before standing up, shucking off an incredibly wet pair of panties as she did.

Her armored skirt came next, not a hint of intentional eroticism in her movements as she casually unclipped the leather garment and let it fall in heap. Pulling up the hem of her shirt, Jason watched as an expanse of slick blue flesh was unveiled to him, from her abs to her ample breasts. She wasted no time, flinging her shirt carelessly aside before clambering atop him. Her generous breasts skimmed across his chest as she leaned forward, grinning lavisciously as her heated and wet sex pressed against the head of his cock.

Then she sank down.

Jason let out a groan as the Ufrian took him inside her, her heated cunt squeezing needily against his dick as she moved. It was beyond intense, as the alien woman’s inner muscles gripped and pulsed around his member as she took more and more of him into her.

“Christ,” Jason grunted hips bucking up, almost involuntarily.

Maybel just smiled, resuming her slow, almost teasing, descent. The sensation of her warm wet walls sliding against his head was beyond incredible as her hips descended to meet her own. Then it was done, the blue flesh of her thighs pressing against his as his dick was pressed completely, snugly inside her cunt.

“Oh yes, that is nice,” she murmured, leaning forward.

Her breasts hung low, full and beautiful in the flickering light of the room's oil lamp. She smirked triumphantly when she noticed his fascination.

"Lots of guys like them," she said, gripping them in her own hands, allowing the ample flesh to spill enticingly between her fingers. “I know I’m bigger than most girls around here.”

“But not from up there,” Nora pointed out. The woman had clearly given up any pretense of disinterest and was clearly watching them, her eyes just slightly glazed and a barely perceptible fidget in her movements. Still, she managed to feign just a hint of scorn as she stared at Maybel. “Compared to a Shil’vati, you’d be average at best.”

Those words seemed to break through the Ufrian woman’s imperious mask.

“Yeah, well I heard they’re loose as hell on the inside.” She frowned, before turning back to Jason, a hint of her earlier mischievousness returning. “Not like my cunt. Which is nice and tight.”

Jason resisted a grunt as she shifted a little atop him, her insides squirming around his shaft. She certainly was nice and tight on the inside.

“I can’t comment on that,” Nora allowed. “I can think of someone that can though. He’s certainly seen enough of them if rumors are to be believed.”

Be quiet woman! Jason thought frantically as Maybel’s gaze suddenly sharpened as she gazed down on him.

Feeling just a little ridiculous given that dirty talk was easily his weakest talent in the bedroom, he smiled up at her. “Your… vagina… is very…”

He paused, just moments from saying nice. Nice was definitely not the word to use here. Guys didn’t want to hear that they had a nice dick. Nice could mean any number of things! And one of those things could be small!

“Tight!” he grunted. “I had no idea Ufrians were so tight. In fact I’m a little worried you might crush my dick.”

Yeah, that was apparently the right thing to say, given the way Maybel’s face lit up – though he could almost physically feel Nora rolling her eyes from across the room.

“Don’t worry,” Maybel murmured. “I’ll be gentle.”

Her hands reached down, grabbing his own and bringing them up to her breasts, pressing them into the soft flesh before she started to pump up and down atop him.

Of course, Jason wasn’t about to be a passive participant in this whole exchange. His fingers moved to pinch her nipples between them, kneading the soft flesh beneath his palms, while he started to thrust up into her, timing his thrusts to meet her own.

"Yes," she breathed out, as she rode him. "Fuck yes! I love fucking Humans! Just the way they… look at you. Ufrian guys don’t do that. They don’t do anything. They just lie there.”

“I’ll admit that it is nice when a guy looks at you like that,” Nora allowed from the corner of the room. There was just a slight hitch in her voice as she said it though.

Curious, Jason glanced over to see that the Scandinavian woman had unzipped her suit, and had one had gripping a sizable breast, while the other was between her legs. She noticed him looking and froze, as if surprised by her own actions – before she continued, a small grin on her lips and an almost challenging gaze in her eyes as she stared back at him.

This is so unprofessional, he thought to himself as he grinned back at her, before returning his attention to fucking the amorous alien atop him.

His hands slid down from Maybel's impressive breasts, to her wondrous ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh as she continued to bounce up and down his length. The sensations were clearly getting to her, and she leaned forward, full breasts flattening against his chest, as she locked lips with him, tongue driving into his mouth with almost greedy intent.

All the while, she kept going, pounding herself up and down his cock. Jason could feel her climax nearing, tremors running through her body, as her cunt started to twitch.

When she finally lost it, so did he. The alien warrior shooting upright, back arched, glorious breasts thrusting outward, proved too much for him to handle. Her cunt squeezed and gripped at his cock like mad as he fired his seed into her, animal instincts compelling her to squeeze as much of his genetic data from him, despite the fact that their genes were totally incompatible.

Then she collapsed against him, panting loudly, her breasts smushed against his chest, her body slick with sweat.

“Good, right?” she murmured sleepily. “Better than those Purp chicks.”

Then she yelped in surprise as she was suddenly shoved off him.

Jason was a little surprised himself – and that sensation only grew as a fully nude Nora climbed atop him. The blonde’s gaze was positively predatory and manic as she undid her ponytail, allowing her long blonde hair to fall freely as she gazed down at him.

“Alright, enough of these alien sluts,” she said. “I think it’s time to remind you that Human cock belongs to Human pussy.”

“Skies above, bitch, you could have just asked.” Maybel scowled as she stood back up.

The Scandinavian woman glared back at the alien. “I’m tired of waiting,so now I’m taking!”

Jason jolted a little as he felt her powerful fingers gripping his partially deflated member, her thumb rubbing along the head in smooth deliberate motions. Deliberate motions that rapidly brought him back to full hardness – though it was certainly helped along by the fact that this sudden turnaround from Nora… well, it was hot as fuck.

“That’s right,” his fellow Marine murmured as his member came back to full attention. “This cock knows who its real mistress is.”

Well, this is an unexpected series of events, Jason thought. Not that I’m complaining.

While he’d certainly never intended for anything of this nature to happen between him and Nora, he’d be lying if he said he’d never considered the possibility. She was a very attractive woman after all. And while his recent liaisons might have given rise to the assumption that his interests were purely xenophilic in nature, that just wasn’t true.

He was an equal opportunity ass pounder.

And if Nora wants to play, I’m not going to be the one to deny her, he thought. I’ve just got to make one quick change…

Nora squeaked in surprise as he reversed their positions, rolling her over onto her back so that he was positioned between her muscular thighs, his erect member pressing against her sodden pussy.

Because, while his ego wasn’t so delicate that he couldn’t enjoy a lady taking the lead in the bedroom, there did come a point where a man had to take a stand.

“You sure you want to do this?” He looked down into Nora’s surprised eyes.

Which she immediately rolled, powerful legs coming up to wrap around his waist. “Ugh, quit trying to play prince charming and fuck me already!”

Apparently the last month of being just about the only person in the regiment who wasn’t having sex, had finally gotten to the woman. Now that he thought about it, he supposed it wasn’t all that surprising that she’d practically forced her way into Maybel’s bedroom before leaping on top of him.

“As milady commands.”

He grinned, fingers gripped her thighs before thrusting into her, making her large tits bounce in response. Which only made him harder, his member throbbing at the sight and sound of the woman under him gasping, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her as he really started to go wild.

Something his partner didn’t mind at all, moaning wantonly as he jackhammered away inside her, roughly using and abusing her sopping wet pussy. Normally he’d like to think he’d be above such crude, mindless thrusting, but he had a feeling that Nora’s only desire here was to be fucked like an animal, and he certainly wasn’t above providing that.

She shook,bucked, and squealed in ecstasy at the sensation of his member rampaging inside her, eyes unfocused as she came hard. A surprisingly fast shot from his perspective, but then he supposed that she had already warmed herself up watching him and Maybel. Jason, by contrast, wasn’t even close to finishing, and he continued to hammer away as she yelped in pleasure.

Glancing to his side, he could see that Maybel was watching with wide-eyed surprise, and not a little envy if he didn’t miss his guess. Though it seemed that envy wasn’t stopping her from enjoying the show, as in an amusing reversal of just minutes ago, it was now Maybel who was masturbating as she watched him fuck Nora into the mattress.

His hands finally let go of the blonde’s quaking thighs, sliding up to her chest, squeezing and playing with the copious tit-flesh on display there. The hard nubs of Nora's nipples scraped against his palms as he kept pounding her pussy.

"Christ, I’ve needed this," Nora gasped out. “After watching you fuck that damn Rakiri every other night.”

"Jealous?" he asked mischievously.

“What, that pretty much every guy on Earth is drooling over a bunch of purple bimbos from the stars?” she hissed back. “Not at all.”

Her arms reached up like a pair of boa constrictors, wrapping around his neck as she pulled him into a deep kiss, her sweat-slick skin pressing against his own, fleshy breasts pillowing against his chest.

That was what did it, and he finally bottomed out and came inside her, just in time with her own orgasm. The pair of them groaned for a long moment before Jason collapsed atop his fellow Marine. Of course, given that Nora was most assuredly not a Shil’vati or a Rakiri – despite being as tall as Scandinavians typically were – he mustered up the energy to slide off her, lest he squish the poor woman beneath his relative bulk.

Then Nora shrieked as she was shoved off the bed.

“Alright, after seeing that, I want to go again!” Maybel declared, excitement and other substances dribbling rivulets down her thighs.