ALIEN HAREM

by Misty Vixen

DISCLAIMER

If this is your first time reading Alien Harem, you

can safely ignore this disclaimer.

If you’re a fan and you read Alien Harem in its original

incarnation, i.e. episodic short stories, then you might be wondering what’s different between that version and this one, I want to be clear.

Not much.

This first novel covers episodes one through six,

plus the two bonus short stories in Collection Two

and The Complete First Season.

I hope this helps you decide whether or not

it’s worth purchasing!

Table of Contents

CHAPTER 01

CHAPTER 02

CHAPTER 03

CHAPTER 04

CHAPTER 05

CHAPTER 06

CHAPTER 07

OTHER TITLES

ABOUT ME

CHAPTER 01

“Ugh, you've got to be kidding me!”

James stared morosely at his laptop, bathed in its white glow, as it was the only source of light in the room at the moment. He sighed miserably as he read the numbers again. It had been a bad month for sales. One in a string of them. As he stared at the abysmal numbers, he wondered how he had gotten to where he was now, what had gone wrong.

He was a romance author.

He'd been writing since his early teens but he'd only gotten any good at it in the last couple of years, after he'd graduated high school. He'd started posting in online forums and to websites dedicated to such activities. He'd spent five years gathering up a following there, though he received a lot of hate mail because he was only interested in writing about romantic encounters between humans and aliens, and there were a lot of bigots out there. Once he'd graduated high school, he felt confident enough to try and start submitting to publishers.

That had eaten up two years of his life.

He'd started fresh, working on brand new material once he realized how terrible his older work was, and had written six new novels over the course of those two years, working jobs he fucking hated while still living with his parents to save money. Unfortunately, he didn't have anything to show for it by the time he was twenty. No one wanted to sign him. Most of the places he tried to publish wouldn't even give him a rejection slip, they just fucking ignored him. So, finally, he'd turned to the self-publishing market.

The ability to self-publish had been around for centuries at this point. The big problem was that anyone could do it, and almost everyone seemed to take a crack at it. There were millions of romance novels out there by now. How to compete? He'd uploaded his six novels and started writing new ones. At first, he gained little traction. But then, suddenly, after a solid year of hammering away at it and four more new novels, something happened. Lightning struck. He had sales, lots of them. Within a month, he quit his job and got his own place.

Unfortunately, he'd acted too soon. His lightning streak didn't stick. It went on for six months...and then the numbers began to dwindle. And they had continued dwindling over the past six months. Which left him in a small apartment, twenty two years old, and nearly broke. The larger question of how he had arrived here was still a mystery. There was no discernible reason why his sales had dropped off. He couldn't figure it out in the slightest. He thought it might be because he'd hit upon some small market of human/alien relationship lovers and he'd simply hit the cap in selling to everyone who is into that.

But that didn't account for the fact that his new novels, (he'd written another four over the past year), weren't selling either. The old customers should be returning to buy his new releases. It wasn't like he was getting worse as a writer, at least he didn't think so. He was at least as good as he was before. It didn't make any sense.

How he arrived at this current specific situation, on the other hand, was his fault. He'd been glancing at his sales only occasionally all month. Normally he checked every day and kept a running total, to see what kind of amount he had to work with, but the sales were so abysmal that he couldn't bring himself to do it every day, then it had only been once every week...and now he’d finally brought himself to check on it, as rent was due tomorrow. The amount was pretty low, even by the standards he'd had to set recently.

Two hundred and eight credits, to be credited to his account at midnight tonight.

Two hundred and eight.

He had fifty credits sitting in his account right now, and rent was six hundred. There was no way he was going to be able to make this work, at all. James supposed that the only lucky part of this was that he wouldn't have to default on a contract or anything. Technically, each time he paid 'rent', it was just a quick renegotiation of a one-month lease. He could move out tomorrow if he had to. And it looked like he'd have to.

Unless there was some giant surge of sales today, which didn't seem very likely. He jerked slightly as his door buzzed.

Someone had come to see him. He frowned, checking the clock. It felt earlier than it was, only because he liked to sleep in a lot. It was almost one in the afternoon. With a sigh, he stood up and moved to the door. Before checking to see who it was, he flipped on the lights, squinting, then looked through the peep hole.

He saw a smiling, pale face, brown hair, and glowing white eyes. Aria had come to visit him. Well, that was really nice at least.

He opened the door.

“Hey,” he said, stepping out of the way to let her in.

“Hey...you like shit,” she replied.

“Thanks,” James muttered, closing the door once she was in.

“Sorry...didn't come out right. I mean...are you okay?”

“Not really.”

“How about we go out to breakfast and you tell me about it? And then I'll tell you the thing I came to tell you,” she replied brightly.

“Um...okay. Let me go take a quick shower first. I just got up.”

“Yeah, I only got up an hour ago. Well, hurry up. My news is exciting! At least, I think it's exciting. I'm pretty sure you'll think it's exciting, too.”

He couldn't help but smile. “All right.”

James quickly gathered up some fresh boxers and socks, then a pair of black cargo pants and a black t-shirt and headed into his bathroom. His apartment was pretty small. There were really just two rooms, a bathroom and another room that served as bedroom, living room, kitchen, and office, all of it crammed into one area. It suited him well enough, since he was never a person that needed a whole lot of space.

Honestly, it sort of helped him. James was the kind of person who liked being able to keep track of everything and, if the mood took him, to clean his whole living space all in one go. So it was ultimately easier this way. And now he would lose it. He stepped into his small bathroom. All it had was a toilet, a sink, and a shower stall crammed into one small area. He closed the door, though he didn't lock it. As always, he had that hope that Aria would do something sexually exhilarating, something crazy and hot.

Like sneaking into the shower with him.

He'd more than welcome it. James thought of her as he turned on the shower, stripped down and stepped inside. They'd known each other for a year now. They had met a pretty loose 'creator's convention', thrown last year on the space station they were on. It wasn't very well organized and really it seemed like an excuse for creative people to get together and complain about how shitty and fickle basically all creative industries were. It often seemed that you were either a mega bestseller or you were scraping by.

She was a digital artist. She was fantastic at drawing with a tablet and stylus pen. He thought she was very talented and she had even started providing cover art for his romance novels. She did it gratis, as they had quickly become good friends. He'd learned that she lived in a large, converted area, (he thought it might have once been a store of some kind but he'd never been able to find out for sure), with three other women, all of whom were aliens, even to each other, and all of whom were trying to make it as creative types.

Over the past year, he'd spent a lot of time over there, and gotten to know and like all of them. And they liked him, as far as he could tell. Even Elora, a standoffish dysil who seemed to have anger problems, had taken to him. At first there had been a bit of tension, though now he thought he might have been imagining that. On top of all of them being attractive women (one of them was an actual model), they were all older than him.

Here he was, some awkward twenty two year old human who sat around and wrote books all day and they were almost all in their thirties. At twenty seven, Aria was the youngest of them. He'd had a crush on all of them, for various reasons, but mainly he was attracted to Aria. He'd always had a thing for alien women, but xenians seemed to hold a special place in his heart for some reason. Although he'd developed a huge crush on Aria, he'd never been able to actually work up the nerve to ask her out. It didn't seem like she'd be interested.

If she was, wouldn't she ask him first?

After five minutes of washing off and waking up, James killed the water and grabbed a towel. He dried off, stepped out, and dressed. Feeling a bit better about his day ahead, he stepped back out of the bathroom.

Aria was sitting on his bed. She looked over and smiled at him. He realized there was something...odd about her smile. Not bad, more like...expectant. Like she was going to tell him something that was a surprise and she couldn't wait to see his reaction. He wondered what kind of news she had for him.

Maybe today was the day she'd ask him out.

That would certainly make him feel better.

“So, where do you want to eat?” he asked.

“I thought we'd got to the same place we always go,” she replied, standing.

“Sounds good.”

They left his apartment.

…

Their 'usual' place had been Aria's favorite restaurant for a dozen years now. Like James, she had grown up on the space station they called home. The place was a diner called Lem's. It was a place that had been started up by a xenian cook fifteen years ago, looking for make a name for himself. The station they lived on was technically a human station, but it was close enough to xenian space that the population was about forty percent xenian. It was a colony station that was several decades old and home to several thousand, orbiting around a pretty nice blue-green world that the explorers had dubbed Emerald.

Lem's had a nice little hole-in-the-wall atmosphere to it. A dozen booths shoved around the walls, another dozen tables spread across the interior. There weren't many people around, since the lunch rush had no doubt cleared out maybe fifteen minutes ago. Which was just the way James liked it. He didn't really like being around too many people all at once. Especially if he didn't know them. At this point, they were regulars here.

The pair of them slid into a booth. When she'd first brought him here, James had been a little nervous, since a lot of xenian food was poisonous to humans and vice-versa. But Aria insisted that Lem also cooked and served human food too. He was a smart businessman. And she'd been right. Not only did he serve human food here, he served good human food. When the waitress came out, a cute young xenian that was probably just out of high school, they both ordered their usual. Soda and a burger, though Aria's burger used some other kind of meat and veggies.

“So...why are you glum?” Aria asked.

He sighed. “It's embarrassing,” he replied.

“Oh, come on. Like we've never been embarrassed in front of each other. Remember that time I laughed so hard I peed myself?”

He snorted. “Yeah...okay, fine. Fair enough. My sales have pretty much dropped off. I barely made over two hundred credits this month.”

She winced. “Man...I'm really sorry.”

“Yeah...I'm not going to be able to pay my rent. Not even close. Ugh...I'm going to have to move back in with my fucking parents,” he replied.

Aria brightened, like she was about to say something, but then their food came. The waitress set down their drinks and burgers.

“This is actually great,” Aria said in between bites as she dug into her burger. “Man, I am starving. Haven't eaten since last night...”

“Why is my getting evicted great?” James replied.

She held up one finger and he chuckled and decided to start eating his own burger. He was pretty hungry too. For a moment, the pair of them simply ate. When her burger was mostly gone, Aria downed half her soda and wiped her mouth.

“Okay,” she said, fixing him with her glowing white eyes and a bright smile. “This is why it's so cool. I've been talking with the girls and we're all in agreement: we want to ask you to move in with us,” she said.

James stared at her for a moment. “Seriously?” he asked, feeling a mixture of joy and hope (and a bit of fear) settle over him.

“Yes!”

“That's...fantastic. Yeah, I'd love to. Uh, what kind of rent would I be looking at? And where would I live? I thought there were only the four bedrooms,” he replied.

“There's some living space available. We had a room that we just threw a bunch of random crap into when we moved in originally. Once we started talking about this, we sorted through it, sold off or threw away most of it since it was useless, and reorganized the rest. It's about bedroom sized. We'd charge you a hundred a month. Also, you'd really probably have to buy your own food, just like the rest of us...so, what do you say?”

“I say yes, of course yes.” He hesitated and frowned.

“What?”

“It won't be like...weird, will it? I mean, I've never lived with a woman not related to me before and I'm...not the most socially knowledgeable person.”

Aria laughed. “Relax. We all love you. You'll do fine. And...” She hesitated now, chewing on her lower lip. “Well, uh, there's another reason we're asking you to move in.”

“What reason?” he asked. He had no idea what she might be talking about.

“I...” she looked around. “It's...private. Let's go back to your place and talk about it.”

“Um, okay.”

They finished their meal and paid, then left Lem's and began walking back through the space station. James looked around the station, trying to reason out what she could possibly have to say, his mind wandering. The station was actually a pretty decent looking place. Overhead, the lights were closer to sunshine than simple lights, the walls were painted a cool blue-white color and the floors were all carpeted. There were also lots of plants and trees planted and through the main thoroughfare of the station, they had a little creek running.

It was a nice place.

While they walked, James snuck glances at Aria. She was looked particularly good today. Her brunette hair was pulled into a hot little ponytail, something he always liked for some reason. She wore a tight fitting blue t-shirt and pink jogging shorts that really showed off her lithe frame. Xenians were naturally short and petite. At five foot four, she was actually a little on the tall side. The xenians were technologically-enhanced beings. They had nodes of silver technology fitted across their bodies and their eyes glowed with an inner white light. As he looked at her, James found himself again very confused by the racism his species had.

Although technically humans and the other half dozen or so species of the galaxy lived in relative harmony together, it was still very socially unacceptable to be in a relationship with an alien. He'd never really understood why and ultimately figured that it was just a new form of bigotry. He thought most of the species were quite attractive.

Also, based on his own experiences, they were generally nice, fun, and caring.

They made it back to his apartment and once they were inside, he sat down in his rolling computer chair and Aria sat on his bed.

“So...” he said after a moment passed.

She laughed nervously and chewed on her lower lip again. It was a really sexy thing to do, he thought.

“So...um. I guess I should come out and say it. It's kind of weird to just, you know, say. Heh, I'm so nervous...Okay, the, uh, other reason we're asking you to move in with us is because we've come up with a way to make money.”

“Okay...”

“Like you, we're all having trouble making ends meet, you know? And none of us want to go back to 'real' jobs, as the masses like to call them. As if what we're doing isn't real. And we were just thinking about stuff we could do to make money, just throwing all kinds of ideas out. This was one night about a week ago. It was an off night for all of us and we were smoking some weed and eating pizza and we had talked about all kinds stuff. And then we'd all kind of run out of steam. And then Elora laughed. I asked her 'What? Did you think of something?' She just laughed again and said, 'Hell yeah! Let's make a porno!'

“I sat up immediately and so did Sera. She was right. And so, uh...that's what, um, that's the reason we want you to move in.”

“Wait...let me get this straight...you, and your three roommates...want to have sex with me...and film it?” he asked.

“And sell it online,” Aria replied. “We figured you'd be, well, thrilled. I mean...it's kind of obvious that you like us.”

“Is it?” he asked.

She laughed. “Well, duh! I mean, it was a little surprising, given, you know, the whole human/not human thing, but we're all hot and obviously not all humans are turned off by aliens. And we totally notice when you check us out.”

“Oh...uh, sorry about that.”

“Don't be! It's nice to be noticed in a not gross or weird way. And we like you, too, you know. I mean, we're all down for this.”

“You really are? All four of you are down to have sex with me on camera and have other people watch it?” he asked.

“Yes. I wouldn't be here asking if we weren't. I mean, well, Oriana was nervous about it, at first. Not because of you, she actually likes you a lot, but the whole, you know, camera thing. And I figured you'd be nervous about it, too.”

“I am, honestly,” James admitted.

“It's perfectly fine. We found a few programs that will kind of...scramble your face a bit. Like, it'll look natural, but it sort of changes the nature of faces so that you don't really look like you. Changes your bone structure just a bit, your hair color, eye color. It's awesome. So...uh, what do you say?” she asked.

“I say that...this sounds really, really awesome. I mean, what else would I say? I'd be getting to, wow, this is weird to just say, you're right, have sex with you and your friends and make money. But...well, I guess my only concern is that, who would pay for this? I mean, can we actually expect to make any money off of it?”

“Yes!” Aria said, brightening considerably. “I've actually done a lot of research on this. We've already set up a website. Alien Harem. And-”

“Wait, hold up, you're calling it Alien Harem?” he asked.

“Yeah, why?”

“Isn't that, I don't know...demeaning?”

She shrugged. “Probably. But I'm sure it'll help the sales. It's got that sort of taboo, forbidden angle, you know? And it's not like we're all actually your sex slaves or anything. But the market for human on alien sex is actually really starved. We've looked over it and we couldn't find very much. I mean, there's obviously some stuff out there, and they seem to be making fucking bank! We have all the right resources to get in on this. We've got the website, we've got two cameras. We even gave up the game room to set up a,” she laughed, “a 'fuck room', as Elora calls it. We bought a bed and soundproofing so we don't wake the neighbors and lots of pillows and blankets. We're all ready and willing, all that's left is a willing human.”

“And you chose me...” James said.

“We did! You've been such a great friend ever since you got to know us. Obviously it's more than just the fact that you don't hate us. You like spending time around us, you've helped us out before, you've listened to me and Elora bitch about our jobs for months and months now. Plus, you know, you're really cute.”

“I am?” he asked. James had never thought he was all that much to look at. He was just shy of six feet, a bit on the skinny side with messy brown hair and uncoordinated clothing.

“You are. We all think so. Hell, even Sera thinks so and I don't think I've ever heard her say that about anyone. You know how she is.”

“Yeah. She's always so...stoic.”

“So, I mean, yeah. We've got this all figured out.”

“I guess you do. Obviously I can't get any of you pregnant. And as far as I know there's no way for us to give each other STDs, even if we had any.”

“All of us are clean and you're right, it doesn't work that way.”

“What about Sera? She's like...eight feet tall. How can I fuck her?”

Aria laughed. “Like you'd fuck the rest of us. Get on top and thrust! Trust me, it'll work. And it'll be hot too. Like really hot. Another reason we asked you was because we...trust you. We trust you not to let it get weird or not to be demeaning or demanding. I've seen guys get strange when sex gets involved. Sometimes they just assume it's okay to have sex whenever they want regardless of how you feel. Or they get really jealous and mean. And we feel that you won't do any of that. I mean, you'll understand that this doesn't mean we're exclusive to each other.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. “That pretty much sounds like me. I've never been particularly possessive or demanding.”

“Exactly! So, any other questions?”

“Um...not at the moment. Other then, will you help me move my stuff? Technically, they have to give me three days, I think, to move out, if I don't renew.”

“Yeah, sure! We can definitely help with that. We've actually found a mobile loader and have secured it. All we need to do is pay for it. We're willing to go fifty-fifty on it with you, since this is a, uh, mutually beneficial arrangement.”

“Perfect. Uh...well, I guess I should start gathering stuff up. Do you think we could get it all done today?”

“Actually, I was thinking we could shoot the first episode today. We can get your stuff tomorrow and...you can sleep in my bed, if you wanted.”

“Uh, wow. Okay. Well, let me get a few essentials and we'll go.”

Aria nodded and stood. “Perfect.”

He began packing.

…

He managed to get a suitcase worth of stuff. Mainly it was just clothes, but he also grabbed his laptop, toothbrush, toothpaste, and deodorant. James still felt like he was in a daze as he followed Aria across the station.

Was this really happening?

Was he really going to shoot a porno?

“You know, there is one thing that worries me,” he said.

“What?” Aria asked.

“I don't really have like...I don't know, the right equipment for this kind of work. Or the right body, really. I'm not exactly a picture of physical stamina.”

She laughed and rolled her eyes. “I'm sure you look fine naked. And besides, I'm convinced that there's a lot of people out there who are sick of all the ripped guys with perfect bodies. There's like a million porns out there like that. Think about it. When you fantasize about being someone like that, you have to change almost everything about yourself. But when you see someone like you having sex, someone more regular looking, it isn't that much of a stretch of the imagination. It's sort of like, 'Hey, I could be having that sex.' You know what I mean?”

“That actually makes a lot of sense,” James replied.

They came to Aria's place. It was in a quieter side of the station. For the most part, the area was made of some factories and storage places. Not a lot really happened, which is just the way the four ladies living there liked it. James had to admit, he liked the idea of it too. As he walked in through the front door and into the huge, open living room, he realized that he'd had fantasies like this. He'd thought about fucking all of the women here.

Now it was actually going to happen.

They had a really weird but also really cool setup. They'd converted almost the entire first floor into one huge open room. Right in front of the door was the living area. They had a huge flat-screen mounted on the wall, a pair of big couches, a gigantic beanbag, a couple of tables and chairs spread out in front of it. The right side of the room had previously been unoccupied but it was obvious they had moved all the gaming stuff out there. They liked to play old school tabletop role playing games pretty frequently and also collected old board games. A huge dining table surrounded by chairs and a large pair of shelves packed with gaming gear took up that area now. Finally, there was an open-faced kitchen to the right.

The only one currently present was Elora. She was a dysil, which meant she had orange skin, little horns growing from her forehead, and yes, even a tail. Some of the more ridiculous human conservatives had likened them to devils of old. She was currently crashed out in the beanbag with a lit joint, watching something on the TV.

“Hey you two,” she said, leaning her head back to look at them. “So, did Aria talk you into fucking the shit out of all of us?” she asked.

James chuckled awkwardly and felt his cheeks start to flush. “Um...”

“That's a yes,” Elora said, grinning around her blunt. She got up off the beanbag and faced him. She was a very, very fine example of a beautiful dysil woman. She was a few inches over five and a half feet and had very curvy build. Right now, her fiery red hair was down, framing her beautiful face. She had vivid blue eyes, which always stuck out on her, since, naturally, all dysil had red eyes. At the moment, she was just wearing a thin tanktop, no bra, and her panties. Her very thick thighs were on display, as were here large breasts, her nipples obvious through thin fabric. She took a deep pull on the blunt, then stubbed it out in an ashtray.

“I have to admit,” she said as she approached them, “I've always kind of wanted to jump you, to see what kind of a fuck you could provide.”

“I wish I had known this before,” James replied, still feeling very awkward.

“I would have but I wasn't sure how the other girls felt about you. It could've made everything complicated. Plus, I wasn't sure how you felt about me. I mean, I knew you wanted to fuck me. That much was obvious, but I didn't know if you wanted to get, you know, serious. Cause I'm not really the relationship type.”

James looked at her for a moment longer, trying to think of something to say to that, then he glanced over at Aria.

“Stop teasing him,” Aria said. “Come on, James, I'll let you store your things in my room for now,” she added, heading deeper into the house.

Along the back wall, there were two doors. One led to a bathroom and the other led to what had once been the game room and was now the fuck room. In between these two doors was a stairway leading up to the second story. James followed Aria up it.

“Don't hop on his dick too early. We don't have the cameras fully set up yet,” Elora called after them, eliciting a sigh from Aria.

The second story was, at first glance, one big hallway with a lot of doors. Some rearrangement had gone on, James understood, when the women had moved in. When they had first rented the place out, they'd had more money to throw around. There were five bedrooms up there and three bathrooms, though one of them was private, custom-made for Sera who, being an avix, was almost eight feet tall. They walked down to Aria's bedroom and stepped inside. Her bedroom was fairly small and cozy. She had a double-wide bed in one corner with dresser drawers built into the frame and very large desk with all sorts of gear spread across it taking up the rest of the space.

James set his stuff down at the foot of the bed.

“Where's Sera and Oriana?” he asked.

“Oriana is off at her studio practicing. She's got a show coming up in a few weeks. Sera had a photo shoot down on Emerald. Avix swimwear, I think. Plus I'm pretty sure she's doing a few nudes for a website on the side,” Aria replied.

“That sounds fun,” James said, sitting down on the end of her bed. Aria joined him, sitting next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder.

“It must be,” she replied.

“So, uh, how will this website work?” he asked.

“It'll be subscription based. We figure we'll offer three tiers. Five credits a month will get you access to dirty pictures. Ten credits a month will get you access to shorter clips. Like, blowjobs or maybe two of us making out or eating each other out or something.”

“Wait, you girls are gonna go down on each other?”

“Oh yeah, definitely. And have sex, too. We've all been fucking around with each other for as long as we've been friends.”

“I wish I had known that sooner.”

“I bet. And the final tier, fifteen credits a month, will get you access to all of it. The first thing I thought we should do is actually set up the site. We didn't really want to go ahead with it until we had you onboard. And we wanted you to help with it.”

“You did?” James asked.

“Yeah. We wanted you to be involved from the beginning. We've got kind of a tight-knit group dynamic thing going on and we wanted you to become a part of that.”

“I'd really like that, actually. And I appreciate that.”

“Good!” She stood up and took his hand, pulling him up as well. “Come on! The first thing we need to do is take pictures of us so they can be manipulated. I've already gone through most of the boring stuff. You know, registering the site, setting it up to take credits, and doing the 'heavy lifting' as it were of the actual design of the site.”

“Was that hard? I mean, did you have to register as a business or something?” James replied as they left her room and began to head back downstairs.

“No, actually. It's pretty simple. Technically it's registered in Sera's name. Since everyone knows her as her pseudonym, Bex, no one should be able to figure it out. And no one will be able to actually see who the site is registered too, at least, like, no one from the public. So we've got that covered,” Aria answered.

“Huh...you really think this will work?” he asked. “You think this will make money?”

“That's what we're hoping. Ultimately, we hope to make like, I dunno, two or three videos a week and post them to the site, maybe more, depending on popularity. The income from this will cover our bills, ideally, and free us all up to do what we actually care about. For me it's making art, for you it’s writing books, Elora will make music, and so on and so forth.”

“Sounds like paradise,” James murmured.

“That's what we're hoping for.”

She led him into what was now the fuck room. It was about the size of an average bedroom, maybe a bit smaller. Most of the space was taken up by a bed done up in soft, pink cloth. The floor was carpeted in something black and soft, the walls done in red. There were a few lights attached to the walls. In one corner there was a desk with a camera and a laptop on it. Elora was sitting at the desk, messing with the camera.

“Hey you two, done screwing already?” she asked without looking up.

“We didn't fuck,” Aria said, sighing. “We're here to take the pictures. I'd figure we'd get you and me done, then Oriana when she gets home.”

“What about Sera?” James asked.

“She figured you'd say yes so she had us take her pictures before she left for the shoot,” Aria replied. “How about I show you the site? Move your enormous ass.”

“She's just jealous of my beautiful ass,” Elora said, standing up and taking the camera with her.

“Well, it is pretty nice,” Aria admitted as she sat down. “Come here, James. This is what we've got so far,” she said as she turned on the laptop.

James stood beside her. He still felt like this was all happening so fast. He glanced over at Elora, who was bent over, adjusting the blankets on the bed. She did have a thick and absolutely beautiful ass. The thought of fucking her doggystyle suddenly filled his mind and he turned back to the laptop, trying to control himself.

“Here it is,” Aria said.

“Wow,” James replied.

The site looked great. It was simple but not in a bad way. The name of the site, ALIEN HAREM, was done in pink lettering along the top against a red velvet background. Below it were five empty rectangles and below each rectangle was a nameplate. All were currently empty. Below that, at the bottom of the page, was a brief description of the site.

Welcome to Alien Harem! Here, you can see the smoking hot sexual exploits of four alien sluts who live with and service their human mate all day, every day...

“Uh...okay, wow,” James said, his eyebrows shooting up. “That's a little, um...”

“Blunt?” Aria replied, she laughed. “Yeah, Elora wrote it.”

“Hey, it's porn,” she replied. They both looked over at her. She was lying on the bed now. “I wrote what made sense. People like porn if it has at least some semblance of a narrative. And what's hotter than that?”

“Maybe...” James murmured. He looked at Aria. “You're really okay with this narrative? All of you?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Aria replied. “We all talked it over and it made the most sense. It's not like it's real or anything. I mean, again, it's not like we're actually your slaves or something. I mean...are you okay with this? We did kind of rush at you with this...”

“No, it's fine. I mean, I do think it will sell. Well...I mean, probably. And I'm okay with it. It's just, this is kind of...counter-intuitive, I guess.”

“Most the rules are upside down in porn,” Elora offered. “Now, quit worrying so much and take a sexy picture of me and Aria,” she said, standing up.

“Should be easy,” James replied.

“Well, thank you,” Elora said as she moved over against one of the walls.

She took off her tanktop and tossed it aside, freeing her very large orange breasts. James found his eyes magnetized to them. She stood before him, hands on her hips, grinning. “Been a bit since you've seen a pair?” she asked.

“Awhile,” he replied.

“Didn't you have a girlfriend?” she asked as she stretched.

“Yeah. Had. Didn't work out,” he replied, going and grabbing the camera.

“Why not?” Aria asked. “You never talked about this.”

“It...was painful. We started dating right after I began to experience some real success. When things began collapsing, well...when it became obvious that I was going to continue pursuing my failing career as a writer, she left.”

“What a bitch,” Elora said, shaking her head, making her breasts jiggle nicely.

“No, it...it wasn't her fault. I don't mean to make it sound like she was just in it for the money. She just...needed someone who could reliably hold up that part of the relationship. And I wasn't that person. It was a fair decision to make. And, well, we of all people should know how difficult it is to date creative types,” James replied.

Elora snorted. “That's why I don't date. I just fuck. Which you're going to find out, living here, cutie. Now,” she placed one hand behind her head and the other over her breasts, “take my picture,” she said.

James nodded. He'd had a photography class in high school and knew at least the primitive basics of framing a shot. He raised the camera to his eye, selecting the photograph function, centered Elora, took a step to the right, then one slightly back to the left, then one forward, then he snapped the photo. He called up the image on the camera's screen.

“What do you think?” he asked.

“Whoa, perfect,” Aria said after she and Elora had come to join him.

“I do look good,” Elora replied. “Okay,” she said, taking off her panties. “Time to do the nudes. That one was just what you get to see on the front page to tantalize you. Also,” she added as she moved back against the wall, fully naked now, “start thinking of your porn name.”

“My...porn name?” he replied.

“Yeah. Duh. We're not using our own names. I'm going to be Ares.”

“Whoa, really? That's...awesome.”

She smiled. “I know, right? I love it. I did some research into human myths and I thought it'd be pretty sweet. Okay, let's do this.”

Elora struck a pose, putting her hands behind her head and thrusting her impressive chest out, spreading her legs a little bit to show off her smooth, shaved pussy. James stared at and for a few seconds was utterly consumed by the thought that he had absolutely no idea this was going to be happening when he got out of bed today. Then he raised his camera and snapped a picture. They took a look at it and Elora nodded.

“Perfect. Okay, heading to the bed now.”

She crawled onto the bed and faced away from him, on her hands and knees, showing off her thick, well-padded orange ass. She looked back over her shoulder at him and offered him a dark, seductive grin.

“You're really good at this stuff,” he said as he snapped the next pic.

“Guess it comes naturally,” Elora replied. She got off the bed and checked the picture. “Great. I think that'll do for now. You're turn, Aria.”

“Okay,” she replied, standing up and stripping down. Elora stood next to James, both of them watching her strip.

“Bet you've been wanting to see this for about a year now,” she said as the petite xenian got out of her clothing.

“I'd be lying if I said anything but emphatically yes,” James replied.

“She is pretty fucking hot,” Elora said.

The dysil was right. As he'd always known, Aria was extremely attractive. She was down to her bra and panties now. She looked at them watching her, rolled her eyes and took off her sports bra, tossing it aside, freeing her beautiful, high, firm breasts. She then pulled down her panties and tossed them aside too, standing naked before them.

“Well, James, what do you think? Was it worth the wait?” she asked.

“Very, very worth it,” he replied, staring at her.

Her hips had a nice curve to them and her thighs were trim and athletic. All her smooth, milky white skin was very attractive and the nodes of technology that studded the surface of that skin made her look very uniquely attractive. Like Elora, her pussy was smooth and bald, a trim pink line between her thighs.

“Let's do this,” she said.

The first pose she struck was to place one hand over her vagina, another covering her breasts. Once that was done, she struck another pose, placing her hands on her knees and leaning forward, her breasts between her arms.

“Holy shit, you're hot,” James murmured as he took the next picture.

“Thank you,” she replied, straightening up once he had the picture.

The next pose she took up was lying on her side on the bed, head propped on one hand, one leg drawn up, heel on her knee.

“So, what's your porn name?” James asked as he took the final picture.

“Evie,” she replied.

“Sexy,” he said.

She laughed. “Thanks. Let me see.”

Once she checked the picture and nodded, they both turned and looked at James. “Your turn,” Elora said with a big grin.

“Uh...all right,” he replied, knowing that this was coming.

He stripped down to his boxers, both women watching him as he did. It felt very odd getting naked in front of two women. He'd only ever been naked in front of two other women in his life, both of them girlfriends.

He got into position, then frowned.

“I can't, uh, think of any pose that wouldn't look stupid,” he said.

“Hmm...I've got an idea,” Elora said. She came to stand next to him, placed an arm across his shoulders, reached down, grabbed his wrist and brought it up to one of her bulbous breasts. He felt a shiver of excitement flow through him as he got a handful of Elora's huge breast.

“There,” she said. “Look at the camera. And try not to look so...stoned.”

“Uh, what?” he replied.

“I dunno, I think it's a good look. I think it's a look a lot of guys will identify with. I mean, think about it, that whole 'been there, done that, and I wasn't impressed' look is so lame,” Aria said as she focused the camera. “Look at him. He looks like he's just out of his mind with happiness at touching your boob, which he should be, because your boobs are awesome. This is probably how most guys react when they touch boobs, despite what they might think. Now, James, cutie, look at the camera,” she said.

“Okay,” James replied, still feeling in a daze.

He faced the camera, trying to smile, and Aria snapped a picture. “There, perfect. Okay, take your boxers off.”

James nodded, swallowed nervously, then took his boxers off. Now was the moment of truth. He'd never felt particularly confident about the size of his dick. He knew there were relatively easy treatments to get it enlarged nowadays, and he could have even afforded it in the better months, but somehow it felt...wrong. In researching for his romance novels, which, as he grew older, took more erotic turns, he'd come across lots and lots of message boards on the net that spoke at length about the subject of sex.

Something seemed to come up time and again.

Women were more concerned with the package as a whole than the package between your legs. Were you not an asshole? Did you know how to use your fingers and tongue? Were you a good kisser? Were you fair? Were you decent looking? A good person? Caring? There were so many things to take into consideration that you could fail at one, two, or even three of these and still be a decent partner. To artificially boost his cock seemed like it was denying all of that.

“So...this is me,” he said.

“Not bad,” Elora said. “That looks rock hard.”

“Well, I am touching your breast,” he replied.

She laughed. “Very true.”

Suddenly, the door opened. Oriana stood in it, wearing a skintight dancer's outfit. “Hey, are you guys starting without me?” she asked.

“Sort of,” Aria said. “Perfect timing, though. Can you take these next pictures?”

“Yeah, sure...I take it you said yes, James?” she asked.

“Uh-huh,” he replied.

Oriana was a quine. They were an aquatic race with smooth gray skin, a bald head, and large, luminous black eyes. She was several inches taller than he was, probably just shy of six and a half feet tall, and her body was nice and shapely. She had thick, powerful, athletic thighs and sexy, good-sized breasts, maybe a cup size smaller than Elora's. He could also just make out the gill slits above her collarbones. Quine normally lived underwater, but they could have surgery done to make it so that they could live permanently on land.

As such, they were kind of rare.

Aria passed off the camera to Oriana and came to stand next to James. They had him place an arm over each of their shoulders. Even with two naked, beautiful women that he was apparently going to get to fuck soon standing beside him, he still felt really weird about having his picture taken naked. But he trusted in their customization software. Oriana took the picture, then the girls had another idea. They both got down on their knees and had him place his hands on the backs of their heads. He did, watching as they leaned in and kissed either side of his erect cock. He felt another shudder of excitement move through him.

Oriana snapped the final picture.

“Okay...we should shoot the first one,” Aria said, standing up. “I kind of feel like, you know, it's time,” she said.

“Right now?” James asked, laughing nervously.

“Yeah. We want the first videos with each of us to be kind of, you know, special. There's sort of like a...spark, kind of like magic, when two people have sex for the first time. And, well, you and I have been kind of dancing around the issue for like a year now,” Aria replied, and he could tell she was nervous too. “I mean...obviously...right?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied. “I...didn't know how to ask.”

“This is perfect,” Elora said. “You both are so nervous and awkward...this is gonna be great.”

“It might not last long,” James warned. “I mean...it's been awhile, you know?”

“Don't worry, you'll do fine. Just try to last as long as you can. Whatever we lose in length we'll make up for in passion, I'm sure,” Elora said. She motioned for Oriana to join her and took the camera from her when she did. “All right, quiet on the set. You two...” she raised the camera. “Get to work,” she said. “We're rolling now. I'll edit out this intro.”

“Uh...okay,” James replied, feeling his heart hammering in his chest as he looked over at Aria, who was staring back at him, smiling nervously at him.

How many times had he fantasized about this?

How many times had he fallen asleep after jerking off to this exact thing?

They each took a step closer to each other, then embraced. James leaned in and kissed Aria for the first time. She responded immediately, pressing her lips against his and wrapping her arms around him, holding him tight, pressing her breasts against his bare chest. He felt passion hit him like a live wire, igniting him. He ran his hands slowly down her back as they started making out, reaching down and getting a good grip on her firm ass. Aria moaned softly as she deepened the kiss and they were both breathing heavily now.

Carefully, he guided her over to the bed. Then, as if in reaction to this, she pulled him down onto it, on top of her. They shifted position so that she was on top, continued to make out, to run their hands all over each other's bodies, touching all the places you normally aren't allowed to. He slipped a hand in between them, gently massaging her firm breast, feeling her nipple press into his palm. As he did this, Aria opened his lips with hers and slipped her tongue into his mouth, gently probing. He immediately met it with his own, twining them together, tasting her, feeling a rush of emotions. He held her closer to him, his heart racing.

Dozens of thoughts seemed to be filling his head, as if chasing each other. Was this going to look lame? What if he got too nervous and couldn't keep it up? What if he said something stupid? Was it going to be weird, doing it with an alien? He'd only ever had sex with humans, and even then only with two of them...

None of his fears or doubts seemed to really gain any traction though. He was making out with Aria, his best friend who he'd had a crush on for a year now, and they were naked and going to have sex very soon.

Speaking of sex...

He gently pushed her off of him, onto her back, and kept kissing her. Then he slipped his hand down, in between her thighs, which she opened for him. Calling back on what he'd learned from his only two girlfriends and his research, he slipped his fingertip in between the lips of her pussy, finding the small, wet nub of her clit, and began to massage it gently. Aria broke the kiss, moaning loudly as he did this.

He smiled, intensely aroused at the knowledge that he was pleasuring her, and decided he wanted to keep going, to pleasure her even more. He kissed her again, then lowered his head, shifting position, and began to suck on one of her nipples. She let out a louder moan as he did this, then cried out again as he started making little circles with his fingertip, going gradually  faster and harder. She groaned in raw pleasure, thrusting her hips up against his hand, panting now. He began licking her nipple and went even harder and faster.

“Oh, oh...oh fuck I'm coming!” she shrieked suddenly.

He glanced down, spying a hot spray of feminine juices escaping her pussy, staining the pink blanket. James looked back up at her and saw that she was looking down at him, a kind of desperate need in her glowing eyes.

“Fuck me now,” she begged. “Please.”

How could he say no? James responded by doing, quickly getting on top of her, in between her trim, athletic thighs. Aria reached down in between them and guided his cock into her hot, wet opening. James groaned loudly as he slid smoothly into her alien vagina. The pleasure was immediate and immense as he started thrusting into her, burying himself deeper and deeper until skin met skin and he was entirely sheathed within her. The sexual rapture he was experiencing felt more powerful than any other before.

It utterly blew away his expectations set by his previous sexual encounters. He and Aria both grunted in passionate, sexual unity as they made love. He buried himself inside of her tight, wet pussy over and over again, thrusting wildly into her, eliciting impassioned cries of bliss from her. He was fully aware of her, the way her body felt, her skin, pressing against him, hot and sweaty and nude. He could even feel the flat, dull metal stud embedded in her right thigh rubbing against him as he had sex with her.

James did keep it up for as long as he could, but time seemed to move differently now and ultimately, when his orgasm came, there was no stopping it. Aria seemed to sense it, somehow knowing that it was coming. She reached down in between them and began to rub her clit with one hand and, with the other, wrapped it around the back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. Everything seemed to happen all at once.

He felt Aria begin to come, felt her muscles start to tremble and tighten and release. Then, a gush of hot liquids, sex juices escaping from around his cock, spraying his thighs and balls. Finally, a powerful gushing climax that began within himself, causing him to shout hoarsely in pleasure as the first sharp burst of his orgasm forcefully ejected a thick load of his seed from the tip of his cock, burying it deep within Aria's alien pussy. He moaned, his muscles going rigid, save for his hips, which thrust involuntarily with each fresh jolt of the orgasm. Aria cried out even louder than he did as he thrust deeper and deeper into her, complimenting her own climax.

James's seed left him in several thick spurts that sent sexual rapture careening through his body, slowly filling up Aria's tight depths. He could feel his dick kicking and spasming violently, held firmly in place by her pink opening, until it had drained completely. At this instant, he collapsed, naked and sweaty and trembling, against her, both of them gasping for breath.

“Damn, I felt that one,” Elora said.

They both looked over at her. The camera was down. Both she and Oriana were staring intently at them now.

“I knew there'd be a spark,” she continued, grinning. “Man, I hope the sex looks half that good when we fuck, James.”

“Was it really that good?” Aria asked.

“You have to see this. But you two relax, I'll get it uploaded to the laptop and start editing it,” Elora said.

“I'll uh...I need a shower,” Oriana said, a little breathlessly.

“She's gonna masturbate,” Elora said.

“Ugh, don't...say that,” Oriana muttered, then hurried out of the room.

“It was really hot, trust me,” Elora replied.

James returned his attention to Aria, who was staring up at him.

“So, um...how was I?” he asked.

“I wish we had started fucking a long time ago,” she replied.

“Really?”

“Yes. I mean, just...wow. That was fantastic.” She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. “I'm very much looking forward to more of this.”

“Me too,” he replied.

They continued laying there together, entwined, sweaty and naked.

At that moment, James didn't have a worry in the world.

CHAPTER 02

James opened his eyes and found himself staring at a familiar face.

Aria was asleep, facing him, a small smile on her features. For a long while, he simply laid there, trying not to disturb her. He knew that xenians were very light sleepers, he also knew that they needed about half the amount of sleep humans did on average, which meant that she must have stayed up a lot later than he did.

But all of these facts seemed to pale in comparison to the knowledge that filled his head: he was lying naked in bed with his best friend, who was also naked, and they had made love twice. But they weren't actually dating. He wondered how all of this would play out. At the moment he kind of felt like he was floating free. His life had taken a sudden, unexpected twist and this was a state of transition. It had been the same way when he'd moved out of his parent's place. It was kind of an elated state, where nothing seemed to bother him.

James wanted to enjoy it while it lasted.

He had an idea that, given the fact that he was now going to be sleeping with four different women, even if it was just to shoot porn, his happiness would go on for quite awhile. Sex tended to do that to a person.

Aria opened her eyes suddenly, their white glow startling him.

“Hey there,” she said.

“Hey,” he replied.

She grinned. “Were you watching me sleep?”

“Afraid so,” he said. “Hope that doesn't creep you out.”

She snorted and shifted. “Come on, we've fucked twice. Once on camera. And we've been friends for a year now.” She sat up and stretched, the blanket falling away to reveal her high, pale breasts. He looked down at them, his eyes drawn. She laughed, noting his attention. “You think you can take a shower with me without trying to fuck me?” she asked.

“I can, but you don't want to do it again?” he replied.

“Oh, I'd love to. It's been way too long since I've slept with a guy and fucking you has kind of...woken the beast, but today's the day you fuck Elora and we both think it'd be best if you were craving it really, really bad. And what better way to crave it than to be around hot naked women and not fuck them?” she replied.

He sighed. “You two are going to tease me and give me blue balls?” he asked.

She rolled her eyes. “Hardly. You had sex like eight hours ago! And you'll do it again later today with a different woman.”

He laughed. “I was just kidding, Aria.”

“All right, then. Come on, get up, shower, eat. We've got a lot to do today. I'm going to finalize the payment for that loader so we can get all your stuff over here and it's by the hour so we won't want to dawdle. Then we'll shoot the porn,” Aria replied.

“Sounds good.”

They both got up out of bed. Aria and Elora shared a bathroom between their two bedrooms. Aria knocked on the door, didn't receive a reply and then opened it. The room was dark and empty. She flipped on the light and stepped inside. James joined her. He turned on the shower while she moved and locked Elora's door. While they slipped into the shower together and began washing up, James thought about the previous day.

They'd meant to get more done, but the sex had really taken it out of him and Aria. On top of being a very physically taxing event, it was also an emotionally exhausting activity and they both had been utterly spent. Elora was naturally lazy and an introvert as it was, so she didn't feel like going anywhere or doing anything, and Oriana was tired from her practice, so they just ended up making a few pizzas, smoking some weed and laying around the living area for the rest of the day. The only real work that had gotten done was that Elora had edited the video. She had shown it to them and James had to admit, she was right.

There was a kind of spark to what he was watching, though he couldn't fully tell if it was because they were both so heavily invested in the sex or if it was because he knew he was watching himself have sex. Either way, they uploaded it to the website. Elora also used about thirty seconds of the footage to create a teaser trailer that anyone could watch right there on the front page, below the nameplates. Aria had also gone ahead and put up the pictures. All of this happened, of course, after they'd all thoroughly scrutinized the software that changed their appearance. James was surprised, it worked perfectly.

They all looked different. James had shorter blonde hair, his cheekbones looked sharper and more pronounced, his chin a little more obvious. Aria had been turned into a redhead, (which he had to admit made her look even sexier), and her eyes actually glowed a soft pink color in the video and in the picture.

It also seemed completely legit. Technology blew him away sometimes.

After actually getting the site up and running, making sure the basic features were activated and it would feed into a universal bank account they could all draw from, Elora had opted to try and spread the word on some human and xenian kink sites. And then they'd just vegged out for the rest of the day, watching some cartoons and smoking weed. James hadn't ever really been into it before, but after he'd met the women, they offered him some and he'd found out that he really liked it. It had become something of a pastime for them.

Eventually, he'd been tired enough to go to bed and Aria offered again to let him sleep in her bed. That had led to another round of sex, this session 'off the clock', since there were no cameras recording it. It had been passionate and wonderful. And now, here he was, in the shower with her, the morning after, cleaning up.

“This isn't weird...is it?” he asked suddenly.

Aria was facing away from him, her face in the shower stream, rubbing herself down with soap. He'd been staring at her tight, pale ass and the beautiful sort of teardrop shape it made: rounded and full near the bottom, then curving up to her trim back. The silver nodes of technology that studded her skin glistened with a bright, polished sheen in the lights of the bathroom, coated in a fine, subtle layer of mist from the shower.

She turned around and rubbed at her eyes, then smiled at him. “A little,” she admitted. “I mean, I'm not going to like freak out or anything...are you okay? I know this is kind of fast and sudden,” she replied.

“I'm okay. Right now I feel kind of high, a little dazed and out of it. I guess I'm just wondering where this is all going to go.”

“Well, I imagine, if we sort of, you know, tend to ourselves and our emotions, it'll be like being roommates who have sex sometimes,” she replied.

“That makes sense,” James replied. He thought it might be an oversimplification of what the relationship would eventually settle into, but, then again, he could be wrong. And right now, who cared!? Things were awesome.

Aria finished cleaning herself off and then let him have the shower stream. As he settled in and washed his hair, she stepped out and began drying off. James finished with his hair, then washed up quickly and killed the water. Already, his stomach was rumbling. He imagined Aria's was too. He knew that xenians had a faster metabolism, therefore they needed to eat more, having to take in more calories on a daily basis.

He reached out and grabbed a towel off the rack and quickly dried. After hanging it up, he headed out into the bedroom and fished out his toothbrush and toothpaste from his pack, then rejoined Aria in the bathroom.

“So, you looking forward to banging Elora?” Aria asked.

“Well yeah. She's ridiculously hot. And she's over ten years older than me,” James replied.

“True. So you like older women?”

“Definitely. I'm not sure why. I guess it's sort of a superiority thing? Like, being older, they could have their pick of guys and she chose me, some guy who's over a decade younger than her, know what I mean?” he asked.

“I suppose that makes sense.”

James squirted some paste onto his toothbrush, brushed his teeth, gargled and spat. After Aria unlocked Elora's door, to give her access to the bathroom again, they headed back into her bedroom together. James put on some deodorant, then quickly pulled on some clothes. He kept getting distracted by Aria's naked body. He was always horniest in the mornings it seemed and Aria had a really nice body. Once they were both dressed, they headed out into the hall and downstairs.

“So, how much of the stuff we're going to haul is actually yours?” Aria asked as they made their way to the kitchen, preparing to scavenge a breakfast.

“All of it. It wasn't a furnished apartment,” James replied.

“Hmm. We'll probably end up having to make two trips,” Aria murmured. She opened the fridge and began looking into it. James peered into it as well from behind her.

“Maybe. I think, if we pack it tightly and well enough we could get it all in one trip. And besides, I've been thinking about getting rid of at least some of it, you know, selling it down at the marketplace? I figure we could score some extra cash that way. I haven't actually gone through all my things since I moved into that place.”

“Fair enough. And I can totally help with that. After we cleaned out our storage room to make space for you, we did the same thing, so we found some kiosks and stores that totally suck where they try to rip you off and some that are pretty cool.”

“Great, thanks. I'd appreciate it.”

They ended up selecting some of the leftover pizza from last night, shoving it into the microwave and heating it up. As they waited, Oriana came down from the bedroom area, looking very much put together and collected. She was probably the most appearance-conscious of all the people who lived there, and with good reason, given her profession. Elora was nowhere to be seen, probably still asleep. James checked the clock while they waited for the pizza to reheat. It was just past noon. He hoped they wouldn't have to wake her up.

She could be a real grump.

“So...I've got a question. And it's kind of personal in nature but I thought it'd be worth asking since I'm part of the, uh, crew now,” James said as they gathered their pizza and soda and moved to join Oriana in the living room area.

“And what would that be?” Aria asked.

“The money situation. What does it look like?” he replied.

“Ah. Well, you raise a good point, and that is a valid question, as you are now our roommate. I'll explain how it's basically been working,” Aria replied. “I work on a commission-based income. People ask me to draw pictures, I do, they pay me. Unfortunately, it's not all that stable of a job. On average, I pull in about two to three hundred credits a month. Four or five if I have a really good month. If I don't have any commissions, I draw whatever I feel like drawing and put it up for sale. Elora works more like you do. She makes music, she puts it up for sale online. She makes about as much money as I do. Oriana...” She glanced over.

Oriana sighed. “I don't do very well myself,” she said. “I work with the studio I practice at. They sign us up for appearances. Usually it'll be on the planet below, and usually we do bi-monthly shows here on the station, but there isn't a huge turnout rate. More often than not, the studio breaks even. They pay me what they can. I can usually scrape together a couple hundred a month,” she replied.

“What about Sera?” James asked.

“She's the main reason we've been able to function as well as we have. How it works is she makes fucking bank whenever she has a photo shoot...unfortunately, that happens about four, maybe five times a year. So she'll get a fat payday and have to live off of that for three or four months. And she's been a fucking saint to us. That sweet tablet I've got? She got that for me. Same deal with some of Elora's music creation software,” Aria explained.

“She's paid for my travel tickets a few times when I got an offer to dance separately from the studio,” Oriana threw in.

“Wow...that's so awesome,” James murmured.

“Yeah, she's fantastic. A true friend,” Oriana agreed.

“Okay, cool. Just so you know, I've been pulling down less and less money over the past six months. I'm hoping that it will stabilize at some point, but...I dunno. Before Aria told me about this new idea, I was considering writing more, you know, 'normal' romance novels to try and stop the money loss. If this porn thing doesn't work out, I think I'll have to do that.”

“You shouldn't,” Aria said.

He glanced over at her. “Well, I won't have much choice and, I mean, even if I do and I can make it work, I'd still be really lucky. It'd still be writing instead of working some shit job, having to put up with idiots.”

Aria laughed. “Yeah, that's true. Well, hopefully it won't come to that. Hopefully enough people will like looking at us naked that we can pay our bills and not have to worry about money, and we can just produce whatever we want.”

“That'd be nice,” Oriana said.

As they finished eating up their meal, Elora came downstairs. They all looked over at her. She looked...composed. She was dressed, her hair wet from a shower, she even had her shoes on. She stopped halfway across the room.

“What?” she asked.

“You're actually out of bed before 3PM and you're dressed,” Aria replied with mock reverence and astonishment.

“Yes, I am,” she growled in reply. She paused, made an effort to compose herself. “I didn't want things to be frustrating today between you and me,” she said, looking at James. “Since, you know, it's our turn.”

“Oh...I don't think it'll affect my, uh, performance,” James replied.

“Besides, that's not really how you operate, Elora,” Aria said.

“What? What do you mean?” she asked, sounding genuinely confused.

“You're good at angry sex. Rough sex. You like it hard,” Aria replied. “So maybe it'd be better if James was kind of pissed off at you, you know?”

A slow grin spread across Elora's face. “You know, you have a point...”

James sighed. “Are you going to like punch me in the face or something now?” he asked.

“No! I'm a lot more subtle than that,” Elora replied.

Aria snorted. “Sure you are. Grab breakfast, we've got to get moving,” she said.

“All right, all right, give a minute to grab some coffee.”

“I'll get the rental set up so we can just go pick it up,” Aria said, standing.

“I should probably call my parents and let them know what's happening. And my landlord,” James said.

“Let's get to it then,” Oriana said.

They got to work.

…

James's calls had gone fairly well.

He'd first called his landlord, using his Link, the small computer that basically every human had embedded in their skull at a young age. It helped connect all people to the net and made life extremely convenient.

His landlord hadn't been too pissed and had rattled off the standard information about having forty eight hours to clear out his apartment, at which point anything left behind would be legally forfeit, and that they would be doing an assessment of the apartment to see whether or not they would give him back his security deposit. James held out little hope for that. He didn't think he'd ever heard of anyone getting their security deposit back, regardless of the state of the apartment. But whatever, he was too happy to really care.

He'd made the call to his parents as he and the others had left the apartment and started out towards the place that would rent them the loader. His mother had been...concerned but his father seemed supportive. She knew that he had a thing for alien women and it had always bothered her. It wasn't that she was bigoted, at least he was pretty sure she wasn't. Her main concern seemed to stem from the fact that if he settled down with a woman that wasn't human, then it would be impossible for him to produce a child the 'natural' way. James had always pretty much shrugged off these concerns. He was twenty two years old, for fuck's sake.

Besides, he wasn't even sure if he wanted children. And even if he did, that was a long ways away. And, on top of that, he could just adopt. Surely there were enough orphans in the galaxy. Obviously he'd only told them that he was moving in with these women, not that he was having a lot of sex with them and filming it and selling it on the net for money. Because who the hell told that to their parents?

By the time he wrapped up the call, they had arrived at the rental place. Aria swiped her thumbprint over a scanner and unlocked the loader. It was basically just a pushcart with an anti-gravity unit. It was the shape of a rectangle, painted a dull red with a yellow stripe through it. The sides rolled back, giving access to the empty interior. It was big and kind of bulky, not meant to go through doorways, and it was big enough to hold his largest piece of furniture, his bed. James began thinking about ways to organize his stuff as they went to his apartment.

He also thought about his porn persona. He'd settled on a name before going to bed. Viktor. The girls had liked it. It had kind of just come to him and he thought it got the job done. Short, simple, easy to remember. It sounded kind of...he wasn't sure entirely what it sounded like. Cool, maybe, which he thought he was far from being. But it would work and that's what they'd stuck on the nameplate below a picture of him with Elora, his hand on her bare breast. He wondered if people would think it was stupid or-

James grunted as he tripped over something and fell to the floor.

“You okay?” Aria asked, moving to help him.

He looked back, realizing slowly what had happened.

Elora had tripped him.

“You...” he looked up at her. She smiled demurely at him. “You did that on purpose!” he cried, more in shock than anything else.

“Wow, Elora,” Oriana murmured.

“Who, me?” she replied. “Don't be paranoid, James.” She gave him a smirk.

He just stared at her for a moment longer, then let Aria help him to his feet. He glanced at Aria, to see what she made of this, and she just smiled at him and shrugged. He sighed and they finished pushing the loader to his apartment.

“All right, let's get this over with,” he said.

Opening the door, he stepped into his apartment and set to work.

…

The next couple of hours went by pretty quickly, at least from James's perspective.

The first thing they did was the pack up his bed in the loader. It made a good base to set everything else on top of and he still felt fairly confident that they could get it all loaded up. Luckily, the loader came with a few easy-assemble boxes that he used to shove all his random junk into. The whole project was actually pretty easy. The only real pieces of furniture he had were his bed, his desk, a little nightstand, and a couple of chairs. The bed's frame had a few drawers built into it and that's where he kept his minuscule amount of clothing.

As James worked to get everything in his apartment loaded up, he slowly realized that Elora wasn't really doing anything. At first, he didn't think much of it, but he slowly realized that she must actually be taking what Aria said to heart. Whenever she caught him looking at her, she just smiled sweetly at him.

He wasn't entirely sure how to react to his. He wasn't mad at her, but he was kind of annoyed and irritated. But it wasn't straight up annoyance, though. The way she was looking at him seemed to indicate that yes, she was doing this to make their upcoming sexual encounter more...interesting. And that kind of tinged his irritation with a lustful edge that got his heart racing. But they couldn't have sex until they got back to the apartment and he got all his crap unloaded. So, he focused on getting the job done and over with.

In the end, there was just a single box left.

“Elora, I don't suppose you help at least once, could you?” James asked.

She smiled demurely at him and walked over to pick up the box, bending over and showing off her thick ass, which was showcased very nicely in the tight shorts she'd opted to wear today. James stared at her well-proportioned ass as she grabbed the box and straightened back up. She turned and began walking out of the apartment.

As she passed him, she stepped down hard on his toes.

He grunted in pain, stepping back and nearly tripping. “You have got to be kidding me, Elora!” he snapped.

Aria laughed.

“Oops,” Elora replied, then kept walking.

He watched her go, gritting his teeth in frustration. He'd never had really rough or angry sex before. His other two girlfriends had been a bit vanilla. There had been passion in the sex but nothing that could be called rough.

That might change today.

Figuring that he'd come back tomorrow and do some cleaning, James locked his apartment up, sealed the loader and began making his way back to the apartment with the others.

…

“Phew, holy shit, it's done...at least for now,” James said, collapsing back into the huge beanbag in the living area.

It had taken another hour and a half, but they had hauled the loader back to his new home, unloaded everything in the living room, then taken the loader back to where they'd gotten it from and headed back home.

“I'm turned off for the day,” Aria replied, collapsing onto one of the couches. “I'm so not used to all this moving around nonsense.”

James laughed. “Well, your most recent career choice is an odd one then,” he replied.

“At least sex is fun,” she said.

“Speaking of sex, let's go shower,” Elora said. “Aria, Oriana, go get the equipment set up. 'Viktor' and I will wash up and be ready to fuck.”

“All right,” Aria replied, slowly getting back up.

“We're showering together?” James asked as he stood.

“Yeah,” Elora replied simply. “Now come on, hurry up.”

She stuck out her hand and gave him an impatient look. He sighed, took her hand and let her lead him up to her and Aria's shared bathroom. Once they were inside, they both began getting undressed. Despite, or perhaps because of his slowly growing agitation, he was becoming extremely aroused. He watched as Elora freed her huge orange breasts, then got a good eyeful of her thick, well-padded ass as she finished getting naked, turned around and activated the shower.

“Come on, hurry up,” she repeated, stepping into the shower.

He sighed, finished stripping and joined her.

Once they were in the shower together, James focused on getting clean. He thought it was a fair request. Honestly, he didn't really like having sex if he was sweaty beforehand. Well...if it was just sex, then yeah, but if there was any kind of mouth-genital interaction going on, then he thought it was fair if both parties were fresh and clean.

While they cleaned themselves, Elora gave him a kind of sultry, sexy look. He caught her gaze. It looked like she...wanted something? She shifted her chest to face him, making her bountiful breasts jiggle pleasantly.

Did she want him to touch them?

Well, he sure wanted to. James reached out and came very close to touching them, then, suddenly, she slapped his hand. Pretty hard, too.

“Seriously?” he asked.

She grinned. “Just...building tension,” she said. She leaned in very close to him. “When we do it, don't hold back. Go hard. Pull my hair, spank me, slap me,” she said. Then she licked his nose, laughed and leaned back. “Trust me, it'll be great.”

“Well...if you say so,” he replied.

They finished up, killed the shower and stepped out. After drying off, Elora took his hand again and led him out through her bedroom and into the hallway. They were both still naked and James felt kind of weird about it. They came into the fuck room and found Aria and Oriana at the desk, chatting about something.

“Ready?” Aria asked, straightening up. Oriana was sitting in the chair.

“Very,” James replied. He was irritated, he was horny, he was very ready to fuck Elora.

“Just about,” Elora said. “Get the camera turned on.”

Aria raised it, activated it and pointed it at them.

“We can edit this part out,” Elora said.

“What part-” James began, then she shoved him. Not too hard, but enough to send him stumbling back a step. “What are you doing?!”

“What's it look like? What are you gonna do about it?” Elora replied, shoving him again.

“Come on-” She went to shove him a third time.

James figured he'd give her what she'd been building towards all day. He grabbed her wrists, swung her around and threw her onto the bed. A surprised but pleased sound escaped her as she hit the bad. Trying to get into character, or at least the character he thought Elora wanted him to play, he all but leaped on top of her as she got over onto her back. He started making out with her, running his hands all over her body, groping her huge tits and her thick ass. She moaned into the kiss as he did this, practically shoving her tongue into his mouth. They twined their tongues together and almost seemed to be fighting for control.

Elora pushed against him and he shoved her onto her back. He wasn't entirely acting, she had annoyed him pretty effectively all day. He continued groping her breasts, loving the way they filled his grasp. He couldn't even get his hands all the way around them they were so big. Finally, he pulled back away from her.

“You've been asking for it all day you slut,” he said, grabbing the back of her neck, hoping he wasn't going too far. “Time for your punishment.”

“Please, sir-” She began, then she stopped speaking as he shoved her head down towards his cock.

He didn't give her a chance to say anything out as he shoved his rock hard dick into her mouth. Placing his hand firmly on the back of her head, he started making her suck his dick. He groaned as his cock was suddenly enveloped in a wet, hot pocket of pleasure. Elora started eagerly sucking his cock, bobbing her head rapidly, making good use of her tongue as she slid it repeatedly over the head of his dick, pleasuring him to no end.

“That's a good girl...” he whispered. He got a good grip on her hair and gave it a tug, then started forcing her head up and down a bit more violently. “That's a good little alien whore.”

She moaned softly, continuing to suck him off until he pulled his cock out of her mouth.

“On your fucking hands and knees, bitch,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” she replied demurely.

There was a fire in her eyes, a feral pleasure. So, this was working, apparently. This is what she had been going for.

Elora got onto her hands and knees, presenting her thick orange ass to him. He got behind her, placing a hand on one of her cheeks, using his other hand to guide his cock into her glistening pink opening. She moaned loudly, and a bit theatrically he thought, as he penetrated her. James moaned as he pushed his way into her. She was definitely really tight inside and clearly she was turned on, her pussy practically dripping with wetness. He settled his grasp firmly on her hips and started pounding her, eliciting loud screams of pleasure from her.

“I'll fucking teach you to talk back to me, you fucking whore,” he growled at her, fucking her even harder, the sound of their skin slapping together very loud.

“Please, sir, please-” she began.

He slapped her ass hard. “Shut the fuck up, whore!” he yelled at her.

She moaned and became even wetter inside. James re-positioned himself after a bit more of slamming into her, now bringing one foot up and resting it on the bed so that he had a better position and angle to fuck her from.

“Oh, yes, fuck yes!” she moaned. “Oh, sir, it feels so good-”

He reached forward, got a handful of her red hair and yanked her head back, causing her to cry out. “Did I say you could talk, slut!?” he demanded.

“No, sir, please, I'm sorry, sir!” she moaned.

He gave her hair another yank, then released her and slapped her ass again.

“Can I come?” she moaned.

“I don't know, I don't think you deserve it,” he replied, continuing to drill her, really slamming his cock deep into her pussy. The pleasure was really starting to get to him. This was so fucking hot, he wanted to blow off inside of her, but he already had an idea of how he was going to end it. He hoped Elora went with it.

“Please! Please, sir!” she moaned. “Please, I want to come so bad!”

“Do you promise to be a good girl?” he asked.

“Yes! Yes, I promise! Please let me come!” she cried.

“Very well,” he said.

She let out a loud groaning moan of pleasure that came from somewhere deep in her throat as she started to orgasm. He felt her coming, felt the muscles in her pussy start twitching. It began to get hotter and wetter inside. And then, just like that, she started shouting in pure sexual bliss and a hot spray of feminine sex juices escaped Elora's alien vagina. She moaned, writhing and twitching against him. He kept fucking her, making her scream even louder, babbling incoherently as her climax ripped throughout her body.

James kept drilling her until her orgasm had run out, then he got ready for the finisher.

“Okay, it's time to be a good girl,” he said.

“I'm ready, sir,” she replied.

He pulled out of her and made her flip over onto her back. Quickly, his orgasm approaching, he got into position atop her, so that his dick was right over her face. Seeming to read his mind, she reached up, gripped his cock and started jacking him off rapidly. With one hand he reached out and steadied himself against the headboard of the bed, with the other he reached down and placed it on her messy red hair.

His climax came.

James moaned as his dick began shooting thick spurts of his cloudy white seed into Elora's open, waiting mouth. He watched his seed disappear into her mouth, his dick kicking and spitting violently in her sure, firm grasp. She even had her tongue stuck out. Some of it got onto her lips and her chin, which didn't seem to bother her.

“Good girl,” he moaned. “Very good girl.”

She kept going until he had finished, then she slipped it into her mouth and cleaned his cock with her lips and tongue, slowly pulling it back out as she sucked what remained in his dick out. They stayed like that for a few seconds, then James fell back away from her, lying down on the huge bed, trying to get his breath back.

“How was that?” he asked, staring at the ceiling.

“That...was one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life,” Aria replied.

“Seriously?” he asked, sitting up.

“Uh...yeah,” Oriana murmured. “I mean...wow.”

“Cool.” He looked over at Elora, who was grinning at him. “You aren't going to like...kill me in my sleep or something now, are you? I mean, I thought that's what you wanted me to do. Did I like really piss you off or something? Because I didn't mean any of that.”

“No! That's exactly what I was hoping you'd do, James. Like, seriously, that couldn't have gone better if we'd practiced.” She sat up, reached out and took his hand. “And I'm sorry about being mean to you today. I really wasn't trying to be a bitch, I wanted our first porn together to be really, you know, genuine. And Aria made a good point. I like angry sex. Despite my general attitude, I do like being, um, submissive, in the bedroom.”

“I could tell,” James replied, grinning.

She laughed, then she stood up. “Well, I'm going to go take another shower and veg out for the rest of the day. Aria was right, that was really taxing.”

“I'll probably be up to join you in a minute,” James said, flopping back onto the bed. “I'm pretty worn out myself.”

“Got it. Thanks for the good fuck, handsome.”

She left the room.

“Can it be my turn next?” Oriana asked.

“Yeah, I figured it would be,” James replied. “Since Sera isn't back yet. When is she supposed to be home?” he asked.

“Tomorrow,” Aria replied.

“Well, I'm gonna go, uh...” Oriana hesitated as she stood up.

“Masturbate?” James asked.

She sighed. “Yeah.”

“Nothing to be ashamed of. If I wasn't so spent, I'd fuck you now.”

Oriana smiled shyly. “Good to know. Um...well, I'll see you later.”

She hurried out of the room. He and Aria watched her go, then they looked at each other. Aria seemed preoccupied.

“So...” she said.

“So...?” he prompted. “You want to ask me to do something again, don't you?”

She laughed. “Yeah, I figured I'd wait until after you were freshly fucked and full of happy chemicals,” she replied.

“You're kind of manipulative, you know that?” he asked, grinning.

“I am not! I'm just...okay, yeah, I kind of am.”

“What do you want to ask me?”

She sighed. “Okay, so, my parents...they've been really riding me lately to 'find a good guy', you know what I mean?”

“Definitely,” James replied.

“I think they think I'm a lesbian. I'm not, I'm bisexual, but...eh, it's all the same to them, I think. Bigotry isn't exclusive to humanity, you know? My parents were always concerned with being, you know, 'normal', and I think I really disappointed them when I went into the business of drawing. Art...isn't really held in that high of regard in xenian society. I know that some people would tell me to just cut them out of my life, but...I don't know, they're my parents, you know? They aren't actually evil, just a little...traditional. Okay, really traditional. But I love them. And I kind of like them. Mostly it's just love. So, what I was hoping, basically, was that you would pretend to be my boyfriend. I mean, we're already best friends and we're having sex and living together, so, I figured, it'd be pretty easy, you know? They wanted to have dinner tonight.”

“Aria,” he said, surprised and somewhat amused by her nervousness, “I'd love to.”

“Really?!”

“Yes.”

“All right, awesome! I'll give them call. You should go shower. You, well, you smell like you just fucked the hell out of someone. Try to look a little more...put together.”

He laughed. “Yeah, I'll see what I can do.”

James stood up and left the fuck room, making for the shower.

…

The closest James could come to presentable was to wear a nondescript white t-shirt and a pair of bluejeans. He tamed his hair to the best of his ability, combing it, and he shaved. When he came downstairs, Aria and Elora were crashed out on the couches, watching a cartoon. Elora looked over at him and laughed.

“Oh wow, you look like a dork,” she said.

“Are you trying to annoy me again?” James replied as he walked over and sat down next to Aria. “Because it'll be awhile before we fuck again, and I don't think I could go for that long being sexually frustrated with you.”

“I'm sorry, that was rude,” Elora replied. “I just...it looks a little weird.”

“I know, I'm doing this for Aria.”

“Oh?” Elora asked, eyebrows raised, looking at the xenian.

Aria rolled her eyes. “Don't be a jerk. I just...he's posing as my boyfriend so my parents will get off my back.”

“Ugh, tell them to fuck off already,” Elora replied.

“I can't!”

“Yes, you can.”

“Okay, fine, I won't. They aren't terrible people, they're just a little...old fashioned. It's annoying, don't get me wrong, but I would like a functional relationship with my parents. And on that note, come on, let's go, boyfriend,” Aria said, standing up.

James joined her and they headed for the door.

“Have fun!” Elora called.

Aria made a rude gesture at her as they headed out.

“You and her...” James murmured.

“We what?” Aria replied, grinning.

“If I could get you two into a threesome, it would be fucking epic,” James answered.

Aria stopped suddenly and he stopped with her. “What?” he asked, worried that he might have hit a nerve, although he couldn't imagine why.

“That has to be our next video,” she replied.

“Really?”

“Yes! It's perfect, you're absolutely right.” She started walking again, taking his hand and leading him deeper into the station.

“Oriana will be annoyed,” he murmured.

“She'll get over it,” Aria replied. “You know what they say about waiting and wanting. Longer you wait, the more you want it. We should be able to do both tomorrow. Or maybe we could even shoot this one tonight.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah, I'm pretty sure. Elora acts all lazy and shit, but she's a sexual beast. One time, when we were both pretty horny, we had sex like four times in one day.”

“Wow.”

“Yep, it was awesome.”

“So...anything you want to warn me about in regards to your parents?” James asked after a bit of silent walking.

“No, not really. I mean...okay, well, I don't actually know. It's been a long time since I've brought a boy home. So...be ready for anything.”

“Wonderful.”

“Hey, you should feel bulletproof right now, given the turn your life has taken recently,” Aria said, grinning at him.

“I suppose that's true,” James replied, smiling back at her.

She leaned in and kissed him briefly on the lips, then rested her head against his arm. They continued walking together.

It took another five minutes to reach her parent's place. They lived in a domicile complex, like practically everyone else on the station. It was definitely more upscale, though. On the way there, Aria explained that her parents both worked at a software company, releasing technological updates for a few important pieces of the tech gear implanted in millions of xenians. James was both impressed and intimidated. Aria never actually talked about her parents, he realized. He suspected that he was going to learn why.

Soon, he was inside of Aria's parent's house, being shown to the dining room. The place was a bit...stark. Very utilitarian. There wasn't any artwork on the walls, not much furniture, everything very precise, very neat, very clean.

“So, you are James, the man we've heard so much about for the past year,” her mother said as they sat down at the dining table.

“I am,” James agreed, already feeling uncomfortable. “Um, it's very nice to meet you.”

“And you as well,” her father replied, though it seemed more of an aside than anything else. “We've come to understand that you write...romance novels,” he added, saying that last part almost as if it caused him pain.

For dinner, they had created some kind of soup, a concoction of meat and vegetables. “That's correct,” James replied, staring cautiously at his bowl.

“We made sure to make yours with human food,” his mother said.

“Thank you. I appreciate it.”

“Indeed,” her father said. “So, Aria informs us that you have moved into her home, with her...friends.”

“That, too, is correct.”

“How successful have you been in your endeavors?”

“Uh, well-”

“Dad, maybe there's something else we could talk about,” Aria said uncomfortably.

“I'm just curious.”

“I haven't been too successful,” James admitted. “But that's part of why this move is so good for all of us. It should allow us to continue living our lives the way we want to without having to compromise.”

“I see. You haven't considered getting more...reliable work?” her mother asked.

“I considered it. I'd much rather continue working on something I am passionate about,” James replied.

“Hmm,” her father replied.

They continued eating their meal, an uncomfortable silence settling over them.

James thought he understood now why Aria didn't talk about her parents very much.

…

“So...sorry about that,” Aria said.

They were walking through the station again. They'd come to a more peaceful and outdoorsy area after the meal, making their way slowly alongside the creek that ran through a big part of the space station.

“It's fine,” James replied. “I can see now why you didn't talk about them very much. They don't seem to respect, uh, well, creative types.”

She sighed heavily. “Yeah.”

“Well...we got through it, at least.”

Aria laughed and squeezed his hand. She was holding it, their fingers laced. “Yes, we did...” she hesitated, the stopped. He stopped with her. “Thank you, for doing that. Really,” she said, looking up at him, “it meant a lot. I don't really know anyone else outside of the other three girls I live with who would do that, who would put up with that for me.”

“You're welcome. You're my friend, Aria. I like you. I care about you.”

“I care about you, too,” she replied.

They stood there like that for a moment, looking at each other. Then Aria offered him a small grin, leaned in, gave him a quick kiss and then started walking again. James couldn't help but smile as he walked along with her.

CHAPTER 03

“You sure you're ready for this?” James asked.

Aria laughed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah. It's just a blowjob. You know, you worry too much,” she replied. “Have you decided how you want to finish?”

“A facial would be pretty hot,” he answered.

“A facial it is then...try to relax, I promise not to bite.”

“Ugh, don't even joke about that,” he groaned. “That's like nightmare fuel.”

Aria laughed again. “Okay. Let me make it up to you then.”

Things hadn't exactly gone as planned after dinner with Aria's parents. When they'd gotten back to the apartment, Oriana had gotten called away again. Apparently there was a show tonight and someone important had injured themselves during practice, so she had to fill in. They'd just run into her right as she was leaving and she was a mixture of excitement and annoyance, as she'd been looking forward to the rest of the day off but was elated to be in another show. Apparently the role she was to fill was an important one.

Also, despite previous assessments made by Aria, Elora wasn't feeling up to a threesome when they got back and said that she probably wouldn't for the rest of the day. She'd been slacking badly on her music lately and needed to get some real work done. They'd chilled out in the living room for about an hour before Elora finally got up and made herself retreat to her bedroom to start making music. When she'd done that, James had decided he should probably be getting some work done too. That meant he had to get his room set up.

Aria had opted to help him out and they'd spent the next several hours doing that. It was a bit tiring, hauling all his stuff upstairs, but it was satisfying. The bedroom they'd given him was about a third the size of his old apartment. He thought it would do perfectly. They set up his bed in one corner, then his desk adjacent to it. Once they'd brought up his nightstand and two chairs, it really seem to hit home how little furniture he had.

“Seems a bit barren,” Aria had said.

“I guess so. Maybe we could get...I dunno, a table, or a shelf. Though I don't really have almost anything worth putting on display,” he'd replied.

“Maybe you could find some things. We could do that when we go to the marketplace.”

After doing the actual labor part of hauling his things upstairs, Aria had hung out with him as he sorted out his few belongings. Part of the reason he didn't have much stuff was because he just wasn't really a 'stuff' kind of person. He liked a neat workspace and thought of himself as a bit of a minimalist. But another reason was because so much media was purely digital today. Games, books, movies, music, all of it could be streamed or downloaded and stored on your computer. Very, very few people purchased physical media anymore and even fewer companies actually sold it. Once he'd gotten his things organized, Aria had shown him to his bathroom, which he'd be sharing with Oriana. He thought that might be a little strange...

Then again, he was going to be having sex with her.

Once all that was done, James was suddenly filled with the compulsion to wash all his clothes, since this was sort of a 'new beginning' kind of day. Aria had shown him the communal washer-dryer unit downstairs, tucked away into one corner on the kitchen side of the house. They'd been waiting for it to go through its cycle, once again lounging on one of the couches, when Aria had casually suggested he film her sucking him off.

It had caught him by surprise, but she said that they needed to start building some 'stock footage', as she called it, or videos they could show off to their mid-tier level patrons. James thought it was a pretty great idea.

So, here they were in the fuck room, James sitting on the bed with the camera in hand, Aria standing before him.

“You ready?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied, bringing the camera up and turning it on. “Ready...time for you to be a good girl,” he said.

She smiled at him. “I love being a good girl for you, sir,” she replied.

Slowly, she took off the tanktop she was wearing. She hadn't had a bra on beneath it. He thought she'd take off the shorts she was wearing, too, but she didn't, and somehow, in some way that he couldn't quite articulate, it was strangely sexier that way. Grinning broadly at him, her eyes glowing brightly, she approached him, her gait slow and a bit exaggerated. He had to admit, Aria knew how to be sexy.

She got down onto her knees and grinned up at the camera while she worked at his jeans, (he hadn't changed out of what he'd worn to see her parents). She got them open, then pulled his cock out, which was, thankfully, already hard. Being around her, (or any of them), when they acted like this got him going almost instantly.

“Hello there,” she whispered.

James kept the camera on her as she leaned in and kissed the head of his dick, then she stuck her tongue out and started licking it. He groaned as the pleasure began to sizzle through him. For the next minute or so, he simply sat there and watched her work as she slid her wet, pink tongue all over his cock, filling him with sexual bliss. She licked up and down his shaft, focused wholly on her work, looking ridiculously sexy. Then, after nearly bringing him to climax with her tongue alone, she really put him to the test as she slipped it into her warm, wet mouth and started rapidly bobbing her head, sucking powerfully on his cock.

He groaned, reaching out with his other hand and placing it on the back of her head.

“Oh...fuck, that's so good,” he moaned. “You're being such a good girl...” he said quietly, focusing hard on not coming yet.

He wanted this to last.

Unfortunately, (or, rather, very fortunately, depending on how you looked at it), Aria seemed intent on making it a short session.

She was sucking some serious dick.

The xenian got her small but powerful fingers wrapped around his cock. She started jacking him off in addition to sucking him off, bringing the foreskin of his dick up over its head in sync with her lips, only making the pleasure hit him even harder. He was going to come soon, he could just feel it, feel the warm bliss rising within him, feel his climax threatening to overload him. Aria seemed to sense it too.

Without missing a beat, Aria slipped his dick out of her mouth, crouched down a little bit and angled her face upwards, right into the camera and started jacking his dick off rapidly. The orgasm hit him like a bullet. His dick kicked suddenly and a thick stringy spurt of his seed shot out of its tip, spraying across Aria's lips and cheeks. He groaned in raw sexual pleasure as it continued, spurt after spurt of his seed jettisoning onto the xenian's beautiful, pale face, getting all over her cheeks and lips, her nose and her forehead and chin. Each new pulse sent a wave of pure bliss radiating out from his cock throughout his body.

When it was over and his dick had finished, Aria opened her mouth and took it inside. She closed her lips, began sucking powerfully and slowly pulling it back out, cleaning it.

“Did I do good?” she asked. “Was I a good girl?”

“The best,” he replied.

He turned off the camera and set it aside, then flopped back onto the bed with a groan, utterly spent from the world-class orgasm.

“Neither of my girlfriends ever did anything like that for me,” he said.

“Really?” Aria asked, standing up. She had thought to bring in some paper towels. “I'm sorry to hear that.”

“Well, I didn't want to pressure them or anything. I mean, they both sucked dick, though only one of them would take a load in her mouth. Which, again, I wasn't like, upset at them or anything. But I did always wonder what I was missing out on.”

“I take it I did good?” she asked as she wiped her face off.

“Oh yeah. That was world-class,” he replied.

“Good. Glad to hear it. I hope it looked hot.”

“It definitely did.”

She finished wiping her face off, then decided to go finish the job in the bathroom. James set the camera down on the desk for someone else to take care of, since he wasn't all that familiar with editing software and he had no idea how to apply the facial-reconfiguration program. He then headed out of the room, making for into the main area. He listened for the washer-dryer unit and realized that it had fallen silent.

Perfect. James crossed the room and opened it up. He reached inside, hoping that his clothes were fully dry and not still kind of wet. It turned out they had a great unit, they were dry and warm and comfortable. He gathered them all up in his arms, closed the door and made his way back upstairs. He passed Elora's door on the way to his own room and saw that it was partially open. He glanced inside. The room was dark and for a minute he thought she might have gone to sleep, but then he realized that she was hunched over her desk, a pair of big, electric blue headphones cupped over her ears as she sat in the glow of her laptop.

She definitely looked hard at work.

He kept going and stepped into his room. As he began sorting his clothes into the three drawers built into the base of his bed, Aria came back from the bathroom.

“So...you feel like doing anything?” she asked, sitting down in his chair. She'd pulled her tanktop back on.

“Maybe. Anything in particular in mind?”

“Well, I was thinking we could head down to the marketplace. There's still a few hours before it shuts down.”

“Okay, lemme just finish up here,” James replied. As he continued sorting his clothing, a thought occurred to him. “Hey, Aria. I've got a question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“Why are you so...comfortable with sex? I mean, maybe it's just me and I'm just inexperienced and awkward about it, but you and Elora seem so...just relaxed about it.”

“You really want to know?” she asked.

“Uh...I mean, I guess. If you don't want to tell me, that's cool.”

“No, it's fine. I mean, I guess you should know. We're living together and sleeping together now...I used to be a prostitute.”

“Oh...I didn't know that. Why didn't you tell me? If it was none of my business, I'll totally accept that answer,” James said.

“No, it wasn't that. I don't...I'm not ashamed or anything. I was twenty, I wanted to make some quick money because I hated the job I had and, I mean, it was legal. All you had to do was register. It was private and personal and no one even found out. I just had to give the government a portion of my income. Taxes. It's actually how...” she hesitated. “Oh, she won't care if I tell you. It's how I met Elora, how we became friends. She was one, too. We got a place together and we did it for like three years. I didn't tell you cause...well, I didn't know how you'd react. I didn't know if you would...think less of me.”

“Oh, come on Aria, I wouldn't think less of you.”

“Well, yeah, I know that now. After awhile it just seemed like I couldn't find a way to just...bring it up, you know? How weird would it be if we were like playing games or eating dinner and I was just like 'So, just so you know, I used to be a hooker.'”

James laughed. “Okay, yeah. Good point...so, if you're so casual about sex, why didn't you ever, you know, offer?” he asked.

“I dunno...” she said, shrugging. “I wasn't ready for a relationship and I thought...I thought that I couldn't have one without the other with you, you know?”

“Hmm...that's fair. Well,” he said, closing the final drawer as he finished up and standing, “thanks for being honest with me. Want to head out?”

“Yes, definitely,” she replied, brightening as she stood up.

James grabbed the box that he'd kept to put the stuff he wanted to get rid of in and headed out the room, following Aria to the front door.

…

The marketplace always struck James as very odd.

In an age where so much was digital, people had less use for physical items than ever. In fact, most physical items were either clothes or objects used to display digital media. Through a strange combination of coincidences, this station had a market of bartering physical goods. All kinds of goods. James had been there more than a few times and he'd theorized the reason for its existence. It seemed that it had started because there were just enough of the right kind of people looking to make some quick credits without too much effort.

On top of that, there were just enough of the right kind of people looking to buy things that you couldn't easily find on the station. Sure, you could order basically anything online, but being on a space station, it could be anywhere from a week to a few months for it to get there, depending on what kind of item it was.

Ultimately, he thought the market was just useful enough and just interesting enough to continue perpetuating itself. It had been there for as long as he'd lived on the station. As they stepped into the marketplace, which was basically just an open rectangular area, the walls lined with shops and stalls, the open floor taken up by a curious maze of more stalls and kiosks, James looked into the crate of stuff he'd gathered.

It wasn't much.

There was a tablet he'd bought earlier in the year that he'd never ended up using and hadn't found a buyer online for since it wasn't exactly top of the line or state of the art. There were some clothes that he didn't really like anymore. Finally, there was a data storage device he'd gotten with the tablet that he also hadn't had any real use for since text files didn't take up nearly enough information to warrant an extra device.

“So, where can we sell these devices?” he asked.

Probably about half of the kiosks and stalls were dedicated to buying and selling some kind of electronic device.

“May's,” Aria replied firmly, taking his hand and guiding him through the chaos. Although it was close to 'sundown', inasmuch as something existed in outer space, there were still a good fifty or so people walking around.

“May's?” he replied. “Never been there.”

“She's relatively new, just started doing this last month. She's good. Great, actually. She's nice, she'll give you a fair price and she won't try to fuck you over. She's trying to build a reputation for herself and she's doing very well so far.”

“Awesome.”

They found a stall tucked away in one corner of the room. Not exactly prime real estate in terms of sales, but she was the new girl, so it made sense. May turned out to be a dark-haired xenian in a t-shirt, jeans, and sandals. She was studying a taken-apart tablet near the back of her stall, an array of small, precision-based tools orbiting the disassembled device.

“Hello, May,” Aria said as they approached.

The woman turned away and offered them a smile. “Aria! What have you been up to? Who's your friend?” she asked.

“This is James, my kind-of boyfriend,” she replied.

“Kind of?” May replied, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

“Well, he's pretending to be my boyfriend to get my parents off my back, but we're really good friends and living together so, eh,” she replied.

“Eh? Is living together all you're doing together?” she asked with a smirk.

“None of your business! Now, we're here to sell you things. And maybe find something you could put on display, right?” Aria asked, glancing at James.

“Yeah, I guess I should. You think we'll be able to find a shelf here?”

“I'm pretty sure I saw a stall that had one. It wasn't very big, though,” May replied.

“That'd be perfect,” James replied. He set his box down and pulled out the storage device and the tablet, then handing them over to May.

She took them, looked them over and fired them both up. James had made sure to wipe them of what little data was on them already. Once she'd scrutinized them, she set them aside and returned her attention to the pair.

“So, I'll take them. Normally, I'd give you fifty credits for the pair. However, given that I know and love Aria, and you must be pretty cool for her to claim you as her almost boyfriend, I'll give you seventy five.”

“Awesome,” James replied. That was almost as much as he'd paid for them originally.

“Do you have anything that might be, like...display worthy? Like something to put on a shelf?” Aria asked.

“I...hmm, lemme think...oh, yes! Actually, I do. Hold on.” She ducked down, disappearing behind her counter for a moment, then came back up holding a screen with a little stand on the back of it, so that it could be propped up. “This.”

“What is it?” James asked, accepting it and looking it over.

“It's a picture display. You take pictures, you load them up, it cycles through. The battery is already inside and new, it should last quite awhile. If you want it, I'll throw it into the deal. You get it and thirty credits,” she said.

“What do you think?” James asked.

“I think it's awesome,” Aria replied.

“Okay, deal.”

“Great!”

He put it into the box and they swapped. May had him press his thumb onto her business tablet and credited him thirty creds to his account. They thanked her and he set off to find the kiosk she'd pointed out with the shelves. Their time at the market went pretty well after that. They found the shelves, which were in a box and, when inspected, in good shape. He bought them for twenty credits, then sold off his clothes for ten credits altogether. They didn't quite find anything else to put on display, but James was wanting to get home anyway.

“Do you really not care that I used to be a hooker?” Aria asked suddenly. “Or are you just being nice and understanding?”

They were almost home and had been walking silently for several minutes now.

“Uh, yeah. Really, it's not a big deal. Why?”

She sighed. “I just...people haven't reacted well to it in the past.”

“Your parents?”

“Fuck no, I never told my parents! They wouldn't understand at all. No, just...I've had three relationships since then and every time the issue came up, they just...freaked out about it. I told two of them and they got really upset and left me, and the third guy I just decided not to say anything but then, apparently, one of his friends had been a client once and told him and he...ugh, he got so pissed. I thought I was going to have to call security.”

“Jeez...I'm really sorry.”

“Yeah, me too. It's part of the reason I just...stopped dating, you know? It's like it's so fucking hard to find someone worth being with.”

“It can be,” James murmured.

He wanted to point out that he'd be very happy to be with her, but he also knew that she seemed kind of serious when she made the point of 'we're just friends who are sleeping together', and he didn't want to push that and even if that wasn't an issue, how complicated would the relationship be if they all kept sleeping together?

They arrived back at the apartment and went up to his bedroom. He put the box in the corner to be thrown away later and set the shelves and the display device aside.

“You want to watch me probably fail at building simple shelves?” he asked.

She laughed. “It's tempting but...actually, would you be up for some sex? Sucking you off got me horny and it never really went away,” she replied.

“Uh...yeah, sure. Should we get the camera or...”

“No, this'll be off-the-clock,” Aria said with a growing smile. “What do you say?”

“I say fuck yes,” he replied.

She began stripping and he did the same. Soon, both of them were naked and flopped down onto his bed, pressed together. He loved her hot temperature, her skin warmer than his, almost feverish. Xenians ran a higher body temperature due to their implants. It also made sex feel even better. James ran his hands across her body, greedily groping her, wanting desperately to be inside of her again. Elora had been right, he and Aria connected on some very simple, very basic level. He thought part of it was that they were best friends who had been dancing around the subject of sex for a year now and finally, finally they could give in to their desires.

He ran his hands across her high, firm breasts, around the smoothness of her back to the pleasant curve of her ass.

“Will you...” she hesitated, breaking their kissing briefly.

“What?” he asked, smiling at her. She looked shy and nervous suddenly. “It's okay, Aria, you can ask me what you want.”

She licked her lips. “Will you eat me out?” she asked.

“Yes,” he replied.

“Thank you,” she said, and kissed him.

He slid down the length of her body as she got onto her back and spread her legs wide for him, exposing her narrow pink pussy.

“Do you shave?” he asked, noticing how smooth it was.

“No, I had the hair removed way back when,” she replied. “Why...do you like it?”

“I do,” he replied.

Reaching up, James carefully spread the lips of her vagina, exposing her clit, nestling in a field of glistening, pink flesh. He took it slow, remembering what his girlfriends had taught him, and leaned in, letting his hot breath whisper out across her exposed skin. She let out a small gasp and he felt her tremble in anticipation. Slowly, James stuck his tongue out, he touched the tip of it to her clit and began to massage it gently.

Aria gasped and then let out a low moan, reaching down and running her fingers through his hair. Invigorated, he started to use more of his tongue, licking rapidly at her clit, eliciting louder moans of sexual bliss from her. She gripped his head and writhed around as he sent pleasure sizzling through her. He kept going faster, using more pressure, licking her clit with more of his tongue. Soon, he licked even more of her pussy, using his lower lip. She began shouting at he did this. Wanting to increase the pleasure, he slipped a finger into her.

“Oh fuck, James!” she shrieked. “You're so fucking good at this!”

He pressed up, into her most sensitive spot, pleasuring her as much as he could as he kept eating her out.

Suddenly, she started coming.

James kept fingering and licking her until she cried for him to stop. He pulled back and saw a hot spray of feminine sex juices escaping her pussy. She writhed and twisted on his bed, moaning in desperate sexual rapture as her orgasm took her completely. The display was incredibly erotic and James was filled was intense emotion as he saw her climax on his bed, a powerful and satisfying happiness at having given her this pleasure.

Slowly, she came back to herself and she fell back onto the bed. She opened her eyes and looked down at him, smiling.

“Thank you so much,” she said. “That was...oh wow, that was crazy.”

“Glad I could get you off,” James replied.

“Now, I'd like to return the favor. You want me to ride your cock?” she asked.

“Hell yes, I'd like that.”

She laughed and sat up. “Oh, wow. I made a mess...sorry.”

“More than worth it.”

They switched positions and James laid down on his back, very happy to be ridden by her. Aria got on top of him, a sultry smile on her face.

“You like my pussy?” she asked as she placed the head of his dick right at the wet, pink opening of her pussy and slowly began to slide it down.

“Yes,” he groaned.

“You really like it?” she asked.

“Yes!” he growled, grabbing her hips and thrusting up into her.

She cried out in pleasure as he buried himself completely into her. She started riding him, leaning forward and planting her hands on his chest. James groaned as the pleasure started filling him, radiating out from his cock as Aria slid her alien pussy up and down his dick. He looked down at himself disappearing inside of her over and over again. Getting a better grip on her hips, he started thrusting up into her.

She cried out. “Oh, yes! Fucking give it to me! Fuck me like a whore!” she yelled.

He looked back up at her, at her pale tits bouncing in sync with the rest of her, at her beautiful face. She looked ridiculously sexy. He continued fucking her, bouncing her petite frame on his cock until he was brought to orgasm. James cried out as he started coming, his dick shooting out a thick load of his seed into Aria's perfect pussy. She moaned as his hips forced him to thrust in sync with his orgasm, pumping his seed deep into her. They both groaned in sexual euphoria as he came until he had emptied himself completely.

As he finished, he fell back against the bed and she laid down against him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her.

“You're pretty awesome, you know that?” he murmured.

She laughed and kissed him on the cheek. “You're pretty great yourself. You want to take a shower? I'm all dirty now.”

“Yeah, sure. Then we can get something to eat. I'm starving. No offense, but your parent's food wasn't all that filling.”

“No, it's fine. I'm pretty hungry myself. We can order a pizza.”

“Isn't there a place that does pizza and tacos?” James asked as they got up.

“Yes! There is! I practically forgot about that place. We so have to order from there.”

They headed across the hall into Aria's room and took a quick shower together. When they were finished, fresh, and clean, they dried off. Aria threw on some black panties and a faded orange tanktop. James stopped by his room and pulled on some boxers, a loose-fitting t-shirt and some baggy sweatpants.

She helped him pull off his blankets and sheets, then haul them downstairs and stuff them into the washer-dryer unit.

“I think it's so cool that we can do this,” Aria said as she fired up her tablet and began putting in the order online.

“Do what? Order tacos and pizza? Me too,” James replied.

She snorted and shook her head. “No, that we can fuck and then hang out and it doesn't have to be like a big deal or anything.”

“It is pretty awesome.”

Aria grinned and nudged him. “I know how you boys work. You get all mellowed after sex. It's like, once you've blown your load, nothing can bother you.”

“Well, for a little while, at least. Maybe two hours. It isn't the same for you?”

“No, it is, but I don't think it's quite as powerful for women. I think it has something to do with the fact that guys have a more...linear, I guess is the right word, a more linear mind. You tend only to think of one thing at a time. Girls' minds are more open-ended. For whatever reason, we're just hard-wired to be better at multitasking. Although I'm not sure if it's a good or a bad thing. Being focused on one thing means you tend to work on that thing until it’s done, to the exclusion of everything else. Multitasking means you get more things done...but not as efficiently. And, obviously, it's not a hard and fast rule for everyone...

“Okay, what do we want? I know that pretty much everyone loves pepperoni. Although Elora and I will have to have our own separate pizza...and tacos. But that should be easy enough. How about two large pepperonis, one of them xenian and dysil friendly, and another large beef and pineapple pizza, because I know Oriana is going to be fucking ravenous when she gets home...then fifteen tacos, three for each us...I think that sounds good. Am I missing anything?”

“You got drinks here?”

“Yeah, plenty...I'll just pull this from my account and you guys can pay me back later. Ugh...it's gonna be like seventy credits. Whatever...then a ten credit tip...okay, awesome. It's in. It should be here in half an hour.”

“I just remembered that I have to go back and clean my apartment tomorrow,” James said as Aria put aside the tablet.

She switched positions, stretching out and resting her head in his lap.

“I don't have anything planned tomorrow, I could help,” she said.

“I'd appreciate it.”

They both glanced over as the door opened up.

“Sera! You're home!” Aria cried, jumping up and racing across the room.

James watched as the five foot four xenian wrapped the nearly eight foot tall avix in a hug. It had seemed like it had been awhile since James had seen Sera. She always intimidated him, and not just because she was eight feet tall and in her late thirties. She was model pretty, and it showed, even across the cultural lines he could tell that she was extremely attractive. Avix were kind of like birds that had lost their feathers, so they looked more like lizards than anything else, or, to James, they looked a little bit like dinosaurs.

Sera's skin was a beautiful blue-gray color. It was scaly and a bit shiny. She had long, graceful limbs and an impressive chest. Although relative to her size she had about an average-sized rack, she easily had the largest breasts of the residents at the house. She had cat-eye pupils, her eyes a vibrant amber, they seemed almost to glow or smolder in her heart-shaped face. Her face had odd planes and angles to it, lending it an air of stoic, exotic beauty.

“Hello, Aria,” she said, her voice deep and slightly resonate. She set down her bags and hugged the small xenian. “Hi, James. I take it they've talked to you about our plan.”

“Yes. Good to see you, Sera,” he replied.

“And you. Has progress been made?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Aria replied, disengaging herself. “James and I and he and Elora made sex tapes and me and him did a blowjob tape. We've also got the site up and took pictures of us all. We were thinking of doing a threesome between me and him and Elora next, then Oriana kind of called dibs on him,” she explained.

“Good to hear...well, I'm quite tired from all my travel, you won't mind if I turn in early for the night, would you?”

“No,” they both replied.

“Good.” She picked up her bags and walked over to James. Leaning down, she offered him a smile and a kiss on the lips. “I'm very glad you've decided to live with us and enter into this endeavor with us. I've always been quite fond of you.”

“Uh...thanks,” he replied, equal parts intimidated and surprised.

She smiled a little wider. “I look forward to our time together,” she said, then she straightened up and walked towards the stairs.

James found himself looking at her big ass as she walked away.

“Huh,” he murmured.

“Surprised?” Aria asked, laying against him again.

“Yeah.”

“I know. She's all...stoic all the time, but she loves us, and she does like you. I think she's got a crush on you, she just didn't know how to deal with it. I think she sees something like a crush as kind of beneath her, you know, she's got that whole 'mysterious beautiful model' thing going on. Oriana's the same way, but it's more because she's so shy and awkward. I'm sure you'll have a really fun time having sex with her.”

“Me too,” James replied.

They put something up on the flat screen, settled in and waited for their food.

…

James woke up to someone knocking on his door.

He groaned and shifted, not yet ready to be up yet. There was more knocking, insistent. Aria shifted beside him.

“Go away,” she muttered.

He sighed. “I'll get it.”

She murmured something and rolled over. James got out of bed, not bothering to put anything on. He didn't normally sleep naked, but since moving here, he always seemed to be going to bed without any clothes on. Glancing at the clock he'd set up on his nightstand, he saw that it was just past noon. He and Aria had ended up staying up pretty late. They all had, except for Sera. After Oriana had gotten home, she'd just wanted to veg out all night, since she had tomorrow off. They'd ended up marathoning the first season of a new show they'd been excited to watch. It had been close to five or so when he and Aria had gone to bed.

James opened the door and saw Elora standing there, wearing an expression he wasn't sure he'd ever seen her wear before: timid reluctance.

“What's up?” he asked.

“I know it's kind of early, but...I was hoping you could help me with a problem,” she replied.

He considered it for a moment, then nodded. “Give me a minute.” He pulled on some boxers, sweatpants, and socks, then joined her out in the hallway, closing the door so Aria could sleep.

“What's up?”

“You know how you pretended to be Aria's boyfriend? I was hoping you could do the same thing for me,” she said.

He frowned. “Your parents are giving you crap, too?”

“No, there's this guy...ugh, it's kind of complicated. I can explain on the way. I was hoping you could join me for lunch.”

“Uh...” he considered it for a little bit longer, then realized he was kind of hungry and he was honestly curious to see where this was going. “Okay, sure, lemme grab a shirt and my shoes and then you can explain this to me,” he replied.

“Thank you,” Elora said.

…

They were walking to a diner and Elora was explaining her awkward problem.

“So...this is my situation. There's this place I love to go to. Dover's. It's a cool little hole-in-the-wall dysil-human diner. For the past few months, however, I've kind of tried to avoid going there because there's this dysil guy that's always hanging around and he's started hitting on me. I'm not into him, but he's one of those fucking 'players' who refuses to take a hint and thinks that I'm just 'playing hard to get'.”

“Sounds like a real asshole,” James muttered.

“Yeah. It's annoying. I've pretty much exhausted my supply of, well, reasonable responses to this situation. Unfortunately, I can't really go to any authorities because they won't take it seriously,” Elora continued.

“So...why not be unreasonable? Punch him in the face, I've seen you do it before.”

She sighed. “I came really close to that but...” she shook her head. “I can't...I'm trying to be less of, well, a bitch. I know I've got anger problems and...punching people in the face isn't how you solve your problems generally. And I could get in trouble for that. Assault is a crime, even if it's totally fucking deserved. So you can see I'm kind of stuck.”

“Yes. So, with me pretending to be your boyfriend...”

“Hopefully he'll get the message and fuck off.”

“Hopefully.”

The diner was similar to Aria's favorite place. It was small, had a nice atmosphere with booths and tables and an area where you could sit up by the front register. They went inside and Elora looked around, then seemed to slump slightly.

“He's not here,” she murmured. “Normally I'd be thrilled.”

“Let's get a booth and some food anyway, maybe he'll show up. And I am hungry.”

“Me too. You're right.”

They got a booth and ordered their meals. While they waited, James smirked across at Elora. “So...this couldn't have waited?” he asked. “Cause I was hoping to go another round with Aria.”

“You two should probably be saving it up...and no. You know how like, you have something that's bugging you, and you can't really do anything else until you fix it? That's what this is like. I got some work done yesterday, finished out a track I'd been working on, but I would have gotten more work done if this wasn't on my mind, you know?”

“I can appreciate that,” James replied. “What's his name, anyway?”

“Darius...shit, he just walked in.”

They both glanced over and saw a dysil staring at them. Although he tried not encourage such behavior in himself, James had an immediate dislike of the man. There was something...fake, about him. He dressed in some crisp black and red material and his horns had been dyed bright blue. He seemed gaudy and from the way he locked eyes with James and stalked across the diner, he seemed to be under the impression that he owned the place.

“Who the fuck is this?” he asked, stopping right at their table.

“My boyfriend,” Elora replied, and she seemed to take an immense satisfaction in delivering this news.

“You have got to be fucking shitting me? Him? A fucking human? How old even is he?”

“What difference does it make? I'm not single. Leave me alone.”

“Oh, this is a load of shit,” he growled. “Come on, I could kick his ass so easily!”

“What difference does that make?” James asked. He hadn't planned to say anything, he wasn't naturally a very confrontational person, but this guy was beyond irritating.

“I wasn't fucking talking to you,” Darius snapped.

“No, seriously, what difference does that make? How would it, in any way, prove your worth as a viable dating partner?”

“It's what makes a real man.”

“You're kidding, right? Besides, she clearly isn't into you. Why the fuck would you want to be with someone who obviously hates you?”

“All right, stand the fuck up,” Darius said, clearly getting more and more pissed off.

James was surprised that he was saying all this but it was kind of just pouring out of him. Elora was wearing a very large smile, apparently just as surprised as he was.

“No, go fuck yourself, get out of-”

Before James could finish the sentence, something very hard connected very solidly with the side of his face. He felt the impact and then immediately felt another one as his head bounced off the wall. At first, there wasn't even any pain and it took him several seconds to realize that he'd been punched in the face.

“Get up, you fuck!” Darius shouted.

While he was trying to get his bearings again and to get his head to stop spinning, he saw Elora shoot to her feet.

“Fuck it,” she snapped, then she pulled her fist back and punched Darius straight in the face. He fell flat onto his back and didn't get up.

“Holy shit, I think you knocked him out,” James said.

“Oh, shit, James. Your eye...”

“How bad it is?”

“Looks ugly.”

There was a commotion in the diner. A few patrons had left and the staff had already called the local security forces by that point.

“I'm sorry,” Elora said, sitting down next to him and leaning into study his face. “Ugh, we should probably swing by a clinic and make sure you don't have a concussion or something. Your head hit the wall really hard.”

“Might not be a bad idea,” James replied. The pain was starting to set in. He looked down at Darius, who was indeed unconscious on the floor. “What an asshole.”

Elora smirked. “Yeah, I've gotta admit, that felt pretty good...hopefully I don't get in trouble for that.”

“I'm sure we can claim defense and it'll be fine,” James replied.

They sat back and waited for the security forces to show up.

…

In the end, everything turned out all right.

When the security forces arrived, the staff and patrons backed Elora and James up. Darius was arrested. Apparently this wasn't the first fight he'd gotten into and they expected that he'd probably be locked up for a few months if they wanted to press charges, which they said they would. They stopped by a clinic and James had his head scanned. Other than his black eye and a headache, he was fine. They gave him some painkillers and sent him on his way.

“I really wanted to thank you for that...and to apologize. Though I'm honestly surprised you said what you said,” Elora said.

They were walking back to the house.

“Me too,” James replied. “I'm not entirely sure what came over me.”

“Well, I wanted to let you know I'm going to make it up to you.”

“You don't have to.”

“I know, but I want to. Don't worry, I'll think of something really nice. In the meantime, I do believe that we a threesome to get to.”

“I've been very much looking forward to that,” James replied. “Do you think this black eye will show up too terribly?”

“Oh, no, the customization software will take care of it.”

They came to the house and found all of their roommates in the living room, relaxing and talking shop about their varied professions.

“Whoa, what happened?!” Aria asked as soon as she saw James.

“I got punched by Elora's stalker,” James replied. “He's been arrested.”

“And I punched his fucking lights out,” Elora said.

“Well...badass, I guess. Oh, man, I'm sorry, James, that looks like it hurts.”

“I've got some painkillers in me,” he replied. “It's not too bad...uh, Elora said she was up for filming the threesome. What about you?”

“Uh...yeah, I'm game. You sure you're okay?” Aria asked.

“Hey, if he isn't, a threesome with you and me will make him okay,” Elora replied.

“She does have a point,” James said.

“All right, fair point. You two want to watch? We need someone to film.”

“I'll film,” Oriana said. “I've been wanting to.”

“I'll watch,” Sera replied.

They all got up and moved into the fuck room. James, Elora, and Aria began stripping down while Sera took a seat on the floor, out of the way where she'd have a good view of the proceedings, and Oriana grabbed the camera.

James felt a rush of excitement as he watched both women get naked. Even after the sex he'd had with both of them, this was an order of fantasy he’d never honestly expected to achieve in his own life. He hoped he wouldn't suck at a threesome, but based on his experiences with the two women so far, it seemed like they would know what to do, being that they were both very experienced in this field. Soon, all three of them were naked and crawling onto the bed. They had him lay down on his back in the middle of the bed and positioned themselves on either side of him.

They took turns kissing him. He first made out with Elora. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and reached down, gripping his cock and massaging it. After a little bit, she passed him over to Aria, who kissed him passionately and ran her hands across him. They continued passing him back and forth until, as if acting on some unseen signal, they both slid down lower on the bed until they were near his cock.

James groaned as both of them began licking his dick at the same time. The pleasure from their hot, wet tongues dragging across the head of his dick was powerful and potent. Elora then took it into her mouth and started sucking him off, staring up at him with her intense blue eyes as she rapidly bobbed her head. The raw sexual energy coming off of her and Aria only made the whole experience that much sexier and pleasurable. She continued sucking his dick for a little bit longer, then passed it to Aria, who took over the job.

She sucked him off for another minute or so. Then, once she took him out of her mouth, she quickly climbed on top of him and slipped his cock into her waiting, hot, wet alien pussy. He groaned as she started riding him, bouncing beautifully atop him, letting out loud moans of pleasure. Elora got up beside her and began sucking on one of her breasts. He wondered how many times they'd done something like this before. Reaching out, James grabbed Aria's slim hips and thrust up into her, causing her to cry out.

Pleasure burned through him as she rode his cock. He found himself incredibly grateful that he didn't have to use a rubber for this. His first girlfriend hadn't been able to secure birth control for a little while and he'd had to use a condom. The difference between protected sex and riding bareback was night and day.

Aria's moans filled the room as she pleasured herself on his dick, riding him for a minute straight until Elora poked at her.

“My turn,” she said.

“Fine,” Aria replied, climbing off of him.

James grinned up at Elora as she took Aria's place and started bouncing on his cock. Her huge orange tits bounced with her, making for a stunning visual. He reached around and grabbed her thick, curvy ass, driving his cock up into her and getting some very erotic, very loud sounds out of her. “Yes, yes, yes fuck me!” she moaned.

James reached up and grabbed her tits, feeling close to orgasm. He didn't know how long the girls wanted this to last, but he had a feeling it was longer than this. It wouldn't be much of a threesome. So, he held on.

Seeming to sense this, Elora rode his cock for a bit longer, then got off of him. Almost like they were communication telepathically, the girls switched positions. Elora got down onto her back and spread her legs. Aria got in between them and started eating her, presenting her pussy to James. Eagerly, he got behind her and slid his cock back into her, eliciting a loud, muffled moan from her. Elora's voice joined Aria's as she was eaten out by the petite xenian. Both women provided a chorus of pleasured noises as they continued.

James could hardly comprehend all he was seeing. He settled his grasp on Aria's hips and continued pounding her. They hadn't done it doggystyle yet and, like he'd assumed, it was fucking awesome. She had a really hot, pale, tight ass. He continued ramming her, sliding smoothly in and out of her, until he made her orgasm. Aria broke contact with Elora briefly as she threw hear head back, crying out in pleasure as she began to climax.

“Oh fuck yes!” she cried.

James kept fucking her, feeling the muscles in her vagina clenching and releasing as a hot spray of sex juices escaped her, coating his lower stomach and inner thighs. She yelled her way through the orgasm until it had run its course, then took a deep breath, let it out slowly and resumed eating out Elora. James knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Aria's pussy was now even hotter and wetter than it was normally.

Seeming to sense this, too, Aria began eating out Elora with a renewed vigor. It didn't take long for the big-breasted dysil to let out a high-pitched shriek and start her own orgasm. That clenched it. He couldn't hold on any longer. James let out a short bark of raw sexual bliss as his dick started pulsing and throbbing, pumping his seed deep into Aria's pussy. He gripped her hips and her ass even harder as his hips began thrusting forward, each thrust causing a cry of pleasure to escape Aria. James hunched over as his dick shot spurt after spurt into his alien lover, filling her up. Their cries of pleasure continued on for several more seconds.

When their orgasms had run their course, James pulled out of Aria and fell back onto the bed.

“And that's a wrap,” Oriana said, lowering the camera.

“So, what'd you think?” Elora asked, looking over at Sera.

“That was extremely erotic,” she replied. “I mean...it was like lightning in a bottle.”

“Glad you think so,” James said. He sat up. “I'm afraid I need to go clean my apartment. I just remembered that I was supposed to do that today.”

“I'll help,” Aria said.

“I'll upload the video,” Elora said. “After, uh, a shower.”

“I have a question,” Sera said, stopping them.

“Yeah?” James replied.

“How are we doing, subscription wise? How many viewers do we have so far?”

Silence fell. They all looked at each other.

“...has no one looked at the website?” Sera asked.

“Uh...no, we've been busy,” Aria murmured.

“I've been busy too, with dance,” Oriana said.

“I've been, uh, distracted,” Elora said, embarrassed.

Sera sighed. “Check the site. I want to see.”

Elora nodded and stood up. She sat down in the computer and as she began checking the site, James thought her pose would make for a great picture. Naked and disheveled in front of the computer, looking very sexy.

“Uh...holy shit. No way,” Elora said.

“What? Do we have subscribers?” Aria said, getting up off the bed.

They all crowded around Elora at the desk.

“We have just over five hundred subscribers, all of them top-tier payers.”

CHAPTER 04

“Seven thousand credits?” Elora asked.

“Per month,” Sera replied. “Provided no one leaves our site...and assuming we don't find any more subscribers. Now, I don't know if this was just an initial surge and it'll smooth out, or if this is just the beginning of something more but...right now, this is enough to pay all of our bills with money leftover for each of us...obviously we've hit a gold mine.”

“This is crazy,” James murmured, staring at the statistics screen along with everyone else.

“Wait, seven thousand credits? At fifteen credits apiece, shouldn't it be seventy five hundred?” Aria asked.

“The service that we use to allow people to pay online charges a one credit fee out of every transaction under fifty credits,” Elora replied.

“Huh, well, still, this is fucking amazing,” Aria said.

“Yeah. We should...I dunno, celebrate?” James suggested.

“We should!” Aria cried in glee, straightening up. “This deserves a big celebration!...what should we actually do though? We're like, all introverts.”

“Well, what do we normally do to celebrate?” Elora replied. “We get baked, order a bunch of food and watch cartoons. I mean, come on, this is perfect. I found this awesome new show called The Quest. It's got fantasy and swords and magic and shit, it's supposed to be really funny without being, you know, stupid...it's got three seasons out...”

“I'm down,” James said.

“Me too,” Aria replied.

“I suppose I could do with few hours of utter relaxation,” Sera said. “But remember, we need to capitalize on this. We need film at least one more thing before the day's out, more if possible, even if it's just blowjob videos.”

“Let's order like a whole bunch of stuff,” Elora said, shooting to her feet and hurrying out of the fuck room. “Chinese takeout and pizza and enchiladas from that one place...and whatever else anyone wants!” she declared.

James laughed and trailed after her with the others into the main room. She'd snatched up her tablet and was already plugged into the net, setting up orders. While they got that sorted out, James thought back. A lot seemed to be happening quickly these days. He'd had his threesome with Aria and Elora about six hours ago. Once that was done, he'd taken a shower and finally gone over to clean and finalize his apartment.

Aria had joined him and it hadn't taken very long, since he wasn't very messy and there wasn't a whole lot of space as it was. The landlord happened to show up and he'd signed something saying he was legally done with the apartment. Then the landlord had spouted some BS about seeing what he could do about the security deposit. James didn't really expect it back, but he also didn't really care, since apparently now all his bills were taken care of.

When he'd gotten back, he'd gone into a frenzy of writing new material for his fifteenth novel, which was the first in a five-book series about polyamory. He was getting a lot of ideas from his most recent encounters with the ladies, although technically they weren't in any kind of poly relationship. He wasn't sure exactly what to call their relationship, but it made them all happy enough, or at least they all seemed happy with it, and that was fine by him. He'd written furiously for two solid hours before Elora had come to see him.

She had made good on her promise to thank him for taking a black eye from the jerkoff Darius back in the diner.

James had experienced anal for his first time, and given Elora's shapely ass and her experience in the field of sex, she had made it a world class experience.

After a shower, he'd gone back to writing and finally Sera had called a house meeting with news relating to the site.

As of right now, they had five hundred and six subscribers.

“What about you, James? What do you want?” Elora asked.

“Pepperoni pizzas, beef enchiladas, and spicy chicken with fried rice,” he replied.

Aria laughed. “Hungry today?”

“I have been getting a lot of exercise lately,” James replied, sitting down on the couch in between her and Elora, who was busily imputing information into her tablet.

“That's very true...I'm next, right?” Oriana asked.

“Yes,” James replied. “You're next. Sorry about the delay.”

“It's okay, obviously it worked.”

“Okay, people, settle in, our food is on the way,” Elora declared, setting her tablet aside and firing up the flat screen.

James settled in and laid an arm around Aria's shoulders.

She pressed herself up against him and rested her head on his shoulder.

…

“You know...it's probably actually going to be awhile before food gets here,” Oriana said, sitting up suddenly. They'd just finished watching the first episode of The Quest and no food had been forthcoming so far.

“Yeah, it is a Friday night and it'll be pretty busy...” Elora murmured.

“You said that you had something else in mind,” Aria said.

“I did...I kind of what to shoot one of the short videos. A blowjob one. I mean, I figure we should space these apart, right?”

“Yeah,” James replied. “I'll definitely need breaks.”

“Well, let's get this one filmed and up,” Oriana said, standing up and smiling at James. She offered him her hand.

He took it and she pulled him up from in between Aria and Elora.

“I know you think I'm all shy and awkward,” she said as she led him back to the fuck room, the others in tow, “but I promise you I can be just as dirty and naughty as the rest of them.”

“I’m very much looking forward to finding this out,” James replied.

“I'll stay here in case the food shows up,” Sera said as Elora and Aria followed them.

“Thanks! No way I'm missing Oriana sucking some dick,” she said. “I've never seen you do it before,” she added.

“I've done it before,” she replied.

“Yeah, we've just never seen you do it,” Aria replied. “For as long as I've known you you haven't actually dated anyone.”

“I've been busy and, well, dating's hard.”

“I know, right?” Elora muttered.

James took a seat on the huge bed, perched at its edge, and he watched Oriana start getting undressed while Elora grabbed the camera and Aria sat in the chair. He realized that he had never seen her naked before.

Quine, he thought, might have been the oddest looking of the humanoid aliens. Their skin was extra smooth and ashy gray in color, their heads bald, slits for their gills above their collarbones and they had webbing between their fingers and toes. That had never really bothered him, though, he'd always thought there was a kind of ethereal beauty to them, something almost otherworldly. It probably had to do with the fact that they were from an aquatic environment and, being on land, they were basically in another world.

And Oriana was a very fine example of a beautiful quine woman.

She was tall, even for a quine, as they were on average a bit taller than humans. If he had to guess, he'd say she was about six and a half feet tall. She also had thick, powerful, muscular thighs, developed from years of constant dance practice and exercise. Her chest was also impressive and very nice to look at, all the more so now that James got a good look at her bare breasts as she took her sports bra off and dropped it.

She smiled at his attention and made her breasts bounce.

“You like them?” she asked.

“Uh-huh,” he replied, unable to think of anything else to say.

Grinning further, she turned around and pulled her panties down, revealing her thick, gray ass to him. It, to go along with her powerful, athletic thighs, was large and shapely and firm. “How about this?” she asked.

“Yeah, I love it,” he murmured.

She laughed and turned back around, standing fully nude before him. “I'm glad I have your attention so thoroughly.”

“We're rolling,” Elora said.

Oriana walked forward, her body fit and firm and well-built. She came to stand before him, then she got down on her knees and reached forward. Unzipping and unbuttoning his pants, she dug his stiffening cock out, exposing it. She leaned forward and kissed the head of his dick, then she took it smoothly into her mouth and started bobbing her head. She worked slowly at first, her gray lips moving up and down the length of his cock, her cheeks working as she sucked him off. There was a lot of heat and wetness in her mouth.

A lot of pleasure.

James moaned and placed his hand on the back of her smooth head. She wasn't lying. She must have done this before, she was definitely skilled at it. She started going faster, moaning quietly as she sucked him off. Jolts of electric sexual bliss began to shoot through him as she gave him head and ran her tongue over the more sensitive parts of his cock.

“Holy shit, quine are really good at sucking cock,” he moaned.

She took his dick out of her mouth, leaving a thick gob of spit on it, made a fist around its head and began rapidly pumping it. “We're also really good at taking it up the ass,” she said. She then licked  slowly up the head of his dick. “I can't wait for that.”

She put his dick back into her mouth and started bobbing her head again, though now she had her thumb and first two fingers wrapped around his shaft. She began doing the same trick that Aria had done, jacking and sucking him off at the same time. He groaned, leaning back, resting on the heels of his palms, watching her work. She kept pumping his cock until he started letting off in her mouth. James cried out, panting and moaning as he started coming in her mouth, shooting his seed directly down her throat.

Oriana continued sucking and jacking him off without missing a beat, continuing until she had drained him completely dry.

As soon as he had finished, he fell back against the bed and let out his breath in a long sigh. Oriana straightened up.

“Your seed tastes weird,” she said.

“Sorry,” he replied.

“It's fine. It's not...bad. Just weird. Anyway, how was that?” she asked.

“I was gonna say that you should have done more of a money shot but...you know, I think it's actually pretty hot, the way you kept sucking him dry. I think a lot of guys will really get off on that,” Elora replied.

“I liked it,” James offered.

“Duh,” Aria said, grinning.

“I'll get this cut and uploaded,” Elora said.

“Let's see if there's any food here,” Aria suggested, heading for the door.

“Don't start eating without me!” Elora called after them.

“Fine,” Aria replied.

James lingered for a moment as Oriana pulled on her panties and sports bra again. She seemed to consider whether or not to get dressed any further, then she just shrugged, took James's hand and walked out of the fuck room, into the main area. They spied Aria and Sera across the way, in the kitchen area, setting up several plastic containers of Chinese takeout out on the counters. “Hey, Chinese takeout's here!” Oriana called.

“Almost done!” Elora called back.

As they all gathered in the kitchen, waiting for her, the doorbell rang.

“I hope that's the enchiladas,” James said.

He and Aria approached the door. They opened it and indeed found their Mexican takeout waiting for them in the hands of the delivery guy. Once he confirmed the order, he passed the three different bags over to them and they closed the door and hauled it back into the kitchen to join the other food that had arrived already.

“That smells fantastic,” Elora said, emerging from the darkness of their sex room to join the rest of them.

“Is it up?” Sera asked as she began sorting the new food.

“Yep, it's up. And we're at five fifteen subscribers now,” she replied.

“Awesome,” James said.

They all split up their food and returned to the living room. As they settled in to watch another episode, eat and wait for the pizza to show up, Aria cleared her throat. “I think we should have a moment of thanks, to James, for agreeing to be our boytoy and helping us get fucking rich,” she said, grinning beside him.

“Hear hear!” Elora called.

“Well, I'd like to say thanks for allowing me to be your boytoy. The term 'dream job' doesn't even approach how I feel about it,” James replied.

“Safe to say everybody's happy,” Oriana said.

They started eating and threw on the next episode.

…

“So...you’re sure you're okay with this?” James asked.

“Yes! Stop asking or I'll like flick your balls or something,” Elora replied.

James cupped his hands over his groin. “That's not funny.”

Aria snorted. “It kind of is.”

James looked over at her. “I'll start flicking your bare nipples,” he replied.

Aria frowned, shifted uncomfortably and placed her hands over her breasts. “Okay, fine, point taken,” she replied.

“That's funny,” Oriana said.

“Can we get on with this?” Elora asked.

James returned his attention to the naked dysil standing before him. She had her hands on her hips and her tail was swaying behind her. She seemed impatient. It had been two hours since the pizza had arrived and they'd torn into that, too. They'd gone through several more episodes, letting the food settle, and then Sera had suggested that they film another short video. Realizing that Elora didn't have one yet, they decided it was her turn.

She had suggested something...interesting.

“Okay, we're rolling. Cut loose, lover boy.”

James didn't hesitate. He wrapped both of his hands around Elora's orange neck, guided her over to the bed and threw her roughly onto it.

“Sir, please-” she began.

“Shut your fucking whore mouth,” he snapped as he got on top of her. She backed away from him and straddled her, pinning her in place. Reaching down, he gave her a hard slap. She'd said she wanted it hard. “You've been a bad girl and you need to be punished,” he said.

She opened her mouth to say something and that's when he stuffed his cock into it. “Now,” he said, holding her head firmly between his hands, “you do a good job or I'll really punish you, do you understand you little alien slut?” he asked.

“Mmm-hmm,” she replied.

He started fucking her in the mouth. She'd been clear in her instructions. He wasn't to 'pull his punches', as she'd put it. So he pushed his cock as far back into her mouth as he could, forcing her to deep throat him. He had to admit, as reluctant as he was, that this was really, really hot and he was enjoying it a great deal. He'd never done anything like this with his other girlfriends, he hadn't even brought it up, because he didn't think it was something he'd be into. But, apparently, it was something he was really into.

Since this was supposed to be a quickie video, he didn't try to hold his orgasm back at all. As a result, after about a minute or so of fucking her in the mouth, he felt himself priming to climax. He reached down, grabbed her hand and brought it up. She understood what he wanted her to do and as he pulled his cock out of her mouth, she gripped it and started rapidly jacking him off. He groaned, placing a hand on her head as he started to come.

“Good girl...” he moaned.

She continued jacking him off as his dick began kicking in her grasp, powerful spurts of his cloudy white seed shooting into her mouth. She had her mouth open wide, her tongue stuck out. She continued pumping his cock with her sure, strong grip until it had finished, draining him completely dry, then she closer her mouth and swallowed.

“Perfect! That was fucking spot on,” Aria said. “You two are fucking stellar at this whole rough stuff thing.”

“You think so?” James asked, getting off of Elora.

“Yes,” Elora said. “You've got a lot of natural talent. You really haven't done anything like this before?” she asked.

“God no. My other two girlfriends wouldn't have been interested at all.”

“Well I'm interested, we're gonna have to take this a bit further in the near future,” Elora said, grinning at him.

“I...see.”

“You don't still don't know how to react to this stuff, do you?” Aria asked.

“No. And I doubt I'll figure it out anytime soon.”

“I'm gonna go back to eating and get rid of my cock breath,” Elora said, standing up and heading out of the room.

“I'll cut the video and get it uploaded,” Aria said.

“Then we can do mine later tonight,” Oriana said, taking James's hand again.

“I'll need another break but I'm definitely looking forward to it,” James replied, squeezing her hand. She smiled and squeezed it back.

…

James stepped into his and Oriana's shared bathroom and the quine herself followed after him. Elora was following her, standing in the doorway.

“Yes?” Oriana asked.

“I just want to make sure you to don't start the party early,” Elora replied.

Oriana sighed. “We won't, now go away! Go get everything set up! The sheets should be dry now,” she said.

Elora rolled her eyes. “Fine.”

Oriana shut the door and turned to face James. They'd relaxed for another two hours before deciding it was high time to film their last movie for the night. It was going to be a big one, the first sex scene between Oriana and James. They'd decided that they needed a shower and, to save time, they figured they should take it together.

Well, that's the reason she gave, but she'd been sitting next to him all night and touching him a lot, so James thought maybe she had an ulterior motive. He watched as she started taking all her clothes off, then he moved over to the shower, turned it on, and started getting undressed. Within a minute, they were both nude and in the shower.

“So...if I understand it correctly, you've never had sex with a quine, right?” Oriana asked as she ran a bar of bio-luminescent green soap across her gray skin.

“Uh, yeah, that's right,” James replied, using his own bar of ivory white soap to clean up.

“I've never slept with a human before. Or, well, I've never slept with anyone but another quine before. Okay, I mean, no guys, you know. And it's been awhile.”

“Why haven't you dated...if you don't mind my asking.”

“No, I don't mind. I kind of feel like you could ask me anything. I think I've kind of wanted someone I could trust, someone I could be open with with. I mean, I know, obviously, I've got the Elora and Aria and Sera, they're...great. They're the best. They've been more family to me than my own family ever was. And, of course, we're...intimate, from time to time. But, it's different with you. I don't know why. But...well, I haven't dated because I've been so busy. I mean, I'm always off practicing or doing a show, you know?

“And then, of course, there's the problem of finding a suitable partner. I mean, I've always been okay with the idea of having sex with another species, you know? But dating...” She shook her head. “I dunno, it just didn't seem feasible. I mean...we just seem so different. Or, I dunno, maybe that's a cop out. Maybe I'm just afraid of dating after my last crash and burn relationship.”

“What happened?” James asked.

Oriana sighed and finished rubbing herself down with her soap. She washed herself off in the shower, then she let him have the water.

“I was dating a guy I'd met in the studio. We'd been friends for a few months and he finally asked me out. It was good...for awhile. We got serious enough to move in together, but, after a couple months he got kinda...distant. After awhile, one of the other girls came to me and let me know he was cheating with her. She said she felt too guilty and she'd broken it off and that I should know. Ugh, we had a huge fight when I asked him about it, he tried to give me some bullshit about how it shouldn't even be a big deal and I wasn't enough for him, he wanted something on the side...I didn't even want to deal with him after that, I just left.

“I just grabbed some of my stuff and left. I'd known Sera for about a year at that point and I went to go see her. She let me stay with her and I just...gave up, for awhile. I stopped going to the studio, I stopped going out, I stopped going anywhere. I was so depressed. Then I finally got back to the studio, I found out my ex had left for another studio on the surface. The other girl was still there. She's still there, actually. We...smoothed things out, eventually. We're okay now. But, after that, dating just seemed like more trouble than it was worth. Especially after we all moved in together. With this group, it's like...I'm getting everything I need. I have friends, stable roommates, people who understand and like me, sex...”

“I'm sorry to hear about all that. I've never been cheated on...I can't even imagine how poorly I'd react,” James replied.

“Yeah, it sucked. But I'm over it now...for the most part. I dunno. I've kind of adopted Elora's view. If you've got good friends that you have sex with every now and then, why bother with anything further? It's just...easier this way. You know, speaking of relationships, I've notice that you and Aria are spending a lot of time together.”

“Well, we are best friends,” James replied.

“Yeah, I know. And now you're having sex. But I hear you two at night. She's spent the night with you at least once, probably more than once, and I know you two are having off-the-clock sex, unless you're sneaking the camera in there.”

“No, we aren't. It's...we're just having fun,” he replied.

“So there's nothing more?” Oriana asked.

“I don't think so. I mean...she says she doesn't want anything else. So that's where we're at right now. I guess it doesn't make much difference anyway. Why are you curious?”

“I like to know what's going on in my friends' lives,” she replied.

“Okay. You said earlier that you didn't mind having sex with another species, guys of another species, but that you hadn't yet. Why not? Surely it can't be that difficult.”

“You know, you'd think so. But humans and xenians are notorious for not...mixing with other species. I don't know why. I've never had anyone ask or show any interest.”

“Well, there was me,” James said.

“Yeah, but...I wasn't sure if I could have sex with you and just sex with you. Plus, I thought Aria had a thing for you so...” She shrugged.

“Aria told me almost the exact same thing. Do I really seem like that type or something?”

“To be fair, you kind of do. I mean, you write romance novels! You...kinda seemed like you bought into that whole 'true love, soul mate' crap.”

“I don't but it's fun to write about.”

“Okay, fair enough. But, now we're all having sex so what difference does it make? Anyway, come on, if we don't hurry up, I'm sure Elora's going to break the door down, certain that we're having sex ahead of schedule.”

James grinned. “Yeah, I bet she would.”

He finished washing up, then killed the water and got out. They both quickly dried off and James almost started getting dressed again but then realized that there wasn't much point to it. He followed Oriana back out into the hallway, both of them clean, dry and stark naked, and they made their way downstairs and into the sex room. The place smelled nice, he noted. There was incense burning on the desk and they'd washed the pillowcases, blankets and sheets. They'd decided that they should do that at least once a day now.

“Finally!” Elora said, looking up and back from the laptop.

“Sorry, we got talking,” Oriana replied. “Have a bitch fit over it. How are we doing?”

“We're ready,” Elora replied, raising the camera.

James noted that everyone was there. Sera sat on the floor, out of view of the camera, among a nest of pillows and Aria sat in her lap.

“Well...uh, let's get to it,” he said.

He and Oriana laid down on the bed together as Elora activated the camera and pointed it at them. James had to admit, he was a little nervous about this. He was always nervous about having sex with a new woman. Well, lately, he'd been at least somewhat anxious about every sexual encounter, though he was slowly learning that he didn't have too much to worry about. The girls were kind and decent people and they seemed to genuinely enjoy each encounter. Ultimately, he just hoped he could satisfy Oriana.

They started out slow, since that's the pace she seemed to want to set. They stretched out on the huge, comfortable bed and laid side by side, facing each other. James reached out and placed a hand on one of her large, firm gray breasts. He started to gently massage it as she reached out and slipped a hand over the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss that started light and then began to deepen as she worked her lips.

She tasted...odd. Not bad, but like something he couldn't really name. Something he had never tasted before.

Which made sense, given he'd never kissed a quine before. Elora and Aria had been the same way, he imagined Sera would be too. Oriana continued making out with him, staring into his eyes with her big, black luminescent ones. It was sometimes difficult to read emotion in her eyes but he had no trouble now: she was very much into this. She pulled him closer and slipped her tongue into his mouth. It was very smooth and came to a narrow end. She moaned softly and wrapped it with his tongue, sharing her saliva with him.

James let go of her breast and reached back around, hugging her one-handedly and pulling them even closer together, then slid his hand down the smooth inverse curve of her lower back to the firm curve of her thick, wonderful ass. All of her dance practice and working out had done wonders for her body, especially her ass and thighs. He was hard as a rock now and wanted to get inside of her. She seemed to sense this.

Rolling onto her back, she gave him a look that conveyed both submissiveness and a desperate need and opened her legs for him. He quickly got in between her thick, muscular thighs and guided his cock up to her tight gray opening. Oriana moaned as he began to work his way inside of her. She was very wet and very hot, clearly extremely turned on by the encounter. James groaned as the sexual bliss began to envelope him. He buried his cock in her, working his way into her tight perfection a bit at a time until he was all the way inside.

“Oh yes!” Oriana moaned desperately as he made love to her, the sound of their skin slapping together loud now. “Yes, it feels so good!” she groaned.

“Good girl,” he replied, kissing her deeply.

She felt extremely good inside and very different than the other women had. Her pussy was very slick, very smooth and he could feel the muscles of it working, making her tighter it seemed. And she was so fucking wet.

She moaned into the kiss and wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. He could feel her using her powerful thighs, pressing up against him, forcing him even deeper into her wonderful alien pussy. She kissed him again, kissed him deeply, and then wrapped her legs around him too, moaning loudly, her voice carrying quite well.

“Yes...yes! Fuck yes I fucking love your cock!” she yelled.

Suddenly, she was coming. He felt her muscles begin to twitch and spasm even harder, making her even tighter than before, almost seeming to massage his cock. She let out a howling scream as her orgasm ripped through and a gush of hot sex juices escaped from around his cock, spraying his inner thighs. As she finished coming, she released him, apparently exhausted by her experience. He kissed her once more on the lips, then pushed himself up, looking down the length of her fit gray body, at her large, firm breasts bouncing in sync with his thrusting, then at himself, in between her thick thighs, the way her pussy was swallowing his cock repeatedly. She felt so smooth and flawless inside, it didn't take much longer for him to come.

James let out a loud moan as he started to fill her up.

“Yes, yes!” she moaned. “Fill me up!” she cried.

He eagerly obliged her as his cock began to twitch and spit spurts of his seed into her tight, waiting alien vagina. He thrust wildly into her, each spurt forcing his hips to jolt forward and sending fresh, overlapping waves of raw sexual rapture careening through his body. He felt high, he felt exhilarated as he came inside of Oriana, his whole body singing with bliss and ecstasy. Slowly, he came back down from his natural sexual high and collapsed against her, both of them gasping for breath, sicked with sweat, tangled and naked together.

“And that's a fucking wrap. Holy shit we are nailing these,” Elora said.

“Uh-huh,” James replied weakly. He pulled out of Oriana and flopped over onto his back, trying to catch his breath.

“I'll cut and upload it,” Elora said, sitting down at the desk.

“I need another shower,” Oriana said, rolling over and hugging James close to her.

“You're awfully affectionate,” he said.

“Quine get like that after a good fucking. It's a compliment,” Aria replied.

“I'm not complaining,” James said, smiling and hugging her back. He kissed her on the mouth. “I like this side of you.”

“Good. I do, too...mmm, you know, I have a dance recital tomorrow. Would you mind coming with me? It'd about two hours altogether.”

“Yeah, sure, that'd be great.”

“Perfect! It starts at noon tomorrow, so you'll have to be up kind of early. Well, early for you,” she said. “And early for Aria and Elora.”

“Blow me,” Elora said.

“Later,” Oriana replied.

“I like where this is going,” James said, sitting up.

“We'll let you film it,” Elora said. “Now shut up, I'm trying to concentrate.”

“Let's go take that shower. I'm pretty much sexed out for the day and I need to get some more writing done,” James said, slowly getting off the bed.

“You'd better not be. I'm horny,” Aria said. “I'm expecting some sex later on tonight.”

“Fantastic,” James muttered.

“Oh like that's worth complaining about,” Aria snapped.

“Come on,” Oriana said, standing and taking James's hand, leading him out of the room. “Let's get that shower in.”

…

“Whatcha up to?”

James glanced back over his shoulder and spied Aria in his doorway.

“Uploading pictures into that display I bought,” he replied. “We ended up taking more than I thought over the past year or so.”

“Oh yeah...I guess we did. Lemme see!” she said brightly, coming into the room and pulling up his other chair next to him.

He laughed and scooted over. “All right.”

He called up one of the pictures. “This was the first time you took me to Lem's,” he said. Aria sat opposite him in a booth, the very booth they sat in when she had first propositioned him to move in, actually, and grinned happily over a plate of fries and a xenian burger.

“I remember that, you were so nervous, you'd thought they'd get the orders mixed up and give you xenian food.”

“It is poisonous to humans,” James replied.

“Yeah, yeah. Next.”

He switched pictures. “Hey, this is when we went on that picnic!” she said. Again, she was smiling at him over food, this time across a table, a backdrop of trees and a stream behind her. The stream was real enough, so was the grass and the plants around the table, but the backdrop of trees and woodlands were all projections along the walls. It looked real enough. She had never actually heard of the idea of a picnic and he'd just mentioned it in passing and once he'd explained it to her, she'd demanded they go on one together.

There were more. Several of them hanging out together either at his place or at her place. Some with the other girls. One taken right after they'd come out of a small movie theater that still screened films, (an extreme rarity nowadays). Several more of them walking around the station together. As he got to the last one, he glanced over at Aria and saw that her expression had changed drastically. She was frowning now.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“What? Uh...yeah, I'm fine. I just...how about that sex now?” she asked. “I think I could use some sex and TLC.”

“I forgot what that stands for,” James replied.

She regained her smile and rolled her eyes. “Tender love and care, duh!”

“Oh, yeah.”

She took off her t-shirt and tossed it aside, then she pulled her sports bra up and off and began getting out of her shorts. James quickly joined her. Despite his earlier assessment, after the shower and about an hour of writing, he was horny again, with Aria here and plying him for sex. They both quickly shucked all of their clothing. James turned off the lights and they climbed into bed together. As they pressed themselves against each other beneath the blankets, James noted something different about Aria, about the way she moved.

She wrapped her arms around him and held him close as she pressed her lips to his. There was a kind of desperate need in her movements, but it wasn't like it normally was. This wasn't fun and flirty and horny.

This was...something else.

He wasn't sure what it was. But she was clearly craving something, so he tried his best to give it to her. He kissed her back, holding her close to him, wrapping his arms around her and gently rubbing her back. She held him even tighter, then rolled onto her back, pulling him on top of her. She looked up at him with her glowing white eyes.

“Make love to me, James,” she whispered.

“Okay, Aria,” he replied softly.

She spread her legs for him, then reached down between them, took a firm hold on his cock and guided him into her tight, wet opening. She gasped as he penetrated her and wrapped her arms around him, holding him firmly against her.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Please...give it to me...” she moaned.

He continued sliding into her and she pressed herself up against him, forcing him deeper. She grasped at his back, kissing him deeply and forcing her tongue into his mouth, twining it with his own, sharing their saliva.

It didn't take much longer before Aria began to come. Like the rest of this experience, it wasn't the same as it usually. She gasped and let out a small moan. “Yes...James...yes...” she moaned passionately, then kissed him deeply. He could feel her muscles working, twitching and spasming, a hot wave of feminine juices oozing out of her, making her so much hotter and wetter inside. He could practically feel intense emotion coming off of her. It was actually kind of worrying him. He hadn't seen her like this during sex yet.

A part of him was responding to it. It felt as if they were forming a deep, highly emotional bond. He didn't know why or where this was coming from, but a part of him liked it. It triggered a strong reaction in him and on the tail end of her orgasm, he began to have one.

“Oh, Aria!” he moaned, breaking the kiss as he began to come.

“Yes,” she groaned, holding him closely. “Yes, James, fill me up,” she whispered. “Give it all to me.”

He continued thrusting against her as he came into her, filling her with his seed as she commanded him to, his dick sending spurt after spurt of it into her. Slowly, his orgasm tapered off and he laid down against her. As he tried to pull out her, she held onto him, strengthening her grasp. “Don't pull out,” she whispered.

“Okay,” he said, resting his forehead against hers. “Are you doing okay? You seem...I'm not sure, you seem upset.”

“No, I just...I dunno, I guess I just got really lonely all of a sudden.”

“Lonely?”

“Yeah. It's hard to explain. It's stupid. I just...I need to you be near me. You can pull out, just...don't go, okay?”

“Okay, I won't go,” he replied.

He pulled out of her and then they laid side by side, facing each other.

“Can I spend the night in here again, with you?” she asked.

“Yeah, definitely.”

She smiled and kissed him. “You're a really good friend, you know that?”

He laughed. “You make it easy to be good to you,” he replied. “You're a pretty good friend yourself.”

“Sometimes I feel...difficult.”

“Difficult how?”

She sighed. “I dunno, I don't want to talk about it. But thanks for listening. I...maybe we can talk about it later.”

“Okay.”

She was definitely acting strange, but she clearly had something on her mind, something that was bugging her. One thing he'd picked up about people in general, be they men or women, human or alien, was that sometimes you just needed time to process or work through something, and sometimes you just needed someone nearby, someone to let you know everything was okay, even if it wasn't. Even if letting them know it was okay was just being near them without talking. So, for the moment, he just held her.

And they laid together like that until they fell asleep.

CHAPTER 05

“So this is where you go all the time?” James asked, looking around the huge, empty auditorium. There were rows and rows of comfortable red velvet seats rising in circular tiers away from the brightly lit, polished stage. Right now, that area was completely almost empty. A group of about a dozen women were on the stage, all of them looked very attractive in their formfitting clothing. They were all very fit, some of them petite, some of them built more like Oriana, bustier and thick in the thighs and broad in the hips.

Almost all of them were human, but he spied a pair of xenians and another quine.

“Yep,” Oriana said. She seemed positively aglow, in a very good mood for some reason. James was in a good enough mood, but last night had still kind of weirded him out. Well, maybe that wasn't the right phrasing. More like he was just worried. Aria had returned to her normal, bubbly self in the morning. She'd woken up some time before him and he'd drifted briefly to the shores of consciousness when she'd left. He'd woken up again briefly and saw her sitting on the edge of his bed, feet tucked up beneath her, a tablet in hand. She'd noticed him looking at her, smiled at him, patted his leg and told him it was still too early for him to be up, so he'd gone back to sleep. When Oriana had come to get him, Aria had still been there, now at his desk. He'd found her consistent presence deeply comforting for some reason.

He'd gotten up, showered and eaten a reheated enchilada before heading out with Oriana, who held his hand and laced their fingers together, chatting happily about the new dance routine she was working on.

Now they were here and she was guiding him past a group of bored-looking guys, all of them humans, sitting in the front row. At first, James wondered who they were, then he realized they must be boyfriends of the dancers, or maybe just friends. Some of the girls saw Oriana and waved to her and she smiled and waved back.

“So...uh, now what?” James asked.

“Come with me,” Oriana replied, maintaining her grip on him.

“Am I allowed back here?” he asked as she took him through a door at ground level and into a long corridor that led deeper into the area.

“Yes,” she replied. “Well, sort of. Don't worry, we won't run into any trouble. The woman who runs this place is really nice and...understanding. Anyway, I've got somewhere special I want to show you,” she said.

“Uh, okay.”

He had a growing idea that Oriana had asked him here for another reason beyond just having company while she practiced. She led him through the quiet hush of the back halls of the studio, past many closed doors and two other dancers who gave the pair of them a look of raised eyebrows and a smirk.

Yeah, something was definitely up.

She took him to one of a dozen random doors along the left side of the hallway, looked around quickly, then opened the door and stepped inside, pulling him in after her. He looked around a small, private bathroom as she shut and locked the door behind him.

“This is what you wanted to show me?” he asked.

“No,” she replied as he turned to face her. “This is what I wanted to show you,” she said, taking off the t-shirt she'd been wearing and dropping it on the floor. She quickly pulled her sports bra off, freeing her large, firm gray breasts.

“Oh,” James replied, a smile slowly spreading on his face as he found his gaze drawn to her tits like iron filings to a magnet.

“I've always wanted to do this,” she said, stepping closer to him. “And now you can help me.”

“I see,” he replied, then she pressed her lips against his.

Oriana reached down and grabbed his wrists, then brought his hands up, placing them on her breasts. He groaned as he began to grope them, feeling her light gray nipples pressing into his palms. Her body was warm and smooth and firm, her muscles well-developed. He loved the feel of her, everything about her. She moaned quietly as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, probing gently, searching for own tongue.

She moved her tongue and they met, twining together, sharing their tastes, mixing saliva. James let go of her breasts and reached around, hugging her close to him. He slid his hands down into the waistband of the skirt she was wearing, slipping them down into her panties and groping her thick, firm ass.

After a bit, she broke the kiss and dropped down onto her knees. Grinning up at him, she dug him out of his pants, freeing his cock, which was already rock hard.

“What if someone finds us?” he asked.

“I locked the door,” she replied. “And besides, that's what makes this so hot, right? What if we get caught...guess you better not take too long,” she said.

She licked his cock and he groaned, leaning back against the nearest wall, watching her intently. She gave his dick several more licks before slipping it into her mouth. Oriana began bobbing her head rapidly, getting another loud, low groan out of James. He reached out and placed a hand on the back of her head. She worked up a really good amount of spit and slid her tongue repeatedly over the head of his dick, then pulled it out of her mouth, made a fist over the head and began pumping it rapidly, sending shots of pure pleasure through him.

“You ready to fuck me?” she asked, looking up at him, her fist pumping furiously.

“Yes,” he gasped.

She grinned, leaned down and licked the head of his cock. “How bad do you want to stick your human cock in my quine pussy?” she asked.

“So bad,” he moaned. “I want it so bad, Oriana...”

“Good boy.”

She let go of his dick, stood up and bent over, placing her hands against another wall to steady herself. James quickly moved forward, lifting her skirt. He didn't even bother pulling her panties down, he just pulled them aside, exposing her glistening vagina, and quickly placed his cock right up against the opening.

Oriana cried out, the loud sound making him paranoid as he pushed his way into her. She was so hot and wet that he managed to slip completely into her with just two thrusts. Oriana started panting and moaning in desperate pleasure as he grabbed her broad, firm hips and started fucking her. She had her head bowed, looking down, her face hidden.

“Yes, oh yes, James, it feels so fucking good!” she gasped. “Your cock feels so fucking good!” she moaned, trying hard to be quiet.

Part of him wanted to make her get loud and noisy, and he wondered if part of him was crazy. Did he want them to get caught? Well, kind of. Maybe. He started ramming into her harder and she let out a loud, startled shout of sexual bliss that she cut off.

“No, please,” she whispered. “Not too hard, I'll be too loud.”

“I can't help it, Oriana, this feels too fucking good,” he groaned in reply.

She let out a short laugh, then gasped and moaned as he hit a sensitive spot.

“When you're ready to come, tell me, I'll take it in my mouth, to save on cleanup,” she told him, then let out another low groan.

“Okay,” he replied, the word coming out in a hard gasp.

His cock was sizzling with raw sexual pleasure, his pulse racing. He glanced over as he caught movement and realized that there was a mirror mounted on the wall. He could see himself, could see Oriana bent over, taking his cock hard, grinding her big gray ass up against him, her head hanging down. He could just catch the expression on her face, she was biting her lower lip, her eyes squeezed shut in concentration, her breasts bouncing freely...

That did it, it was too much, the sight of himself pounding her from behind just too hot.

“Going,” he gasped, pulling out.

Oriana let out a startled gasp and quickly turned around. She dropped to her knees, took his cock into her mouth and started sucking him off, bobbing her head rapidly.

“Oh fuck, oh Oriana, holy shit, that's so fucking good...” he moaned as he started coming freely into her mouth.

His dick kicked violently, a thick spurt of his seed released practically down her throat. He kept going, his cock continuing to shoot loads of his seed into her waiting mouth. He could imagine it spraying across her tongue and her teeth and hitting the back of her throat. Oriana moaned softly and continued sucking him off, gently working her thumb and first two fingers up and down his shaft. She kept going until she had drained him dry.

Once he was finished, he sat down heavily on the toilet, took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Oriana stood up.

“You okay there?” she asked, moving to the sink and getting some water in her mouth.

“Yeah...just fine...” James replied, getting his breath back.

Oriana gargled, rinsed, and spat. “Good. Me too. I feel a lot more...relaxed, now. A good fucking always does for me. Although it's too bad I didn't orgasm. I mean, I couldn't, it'd be too much mess to clean up and I just don't have the time for that, but still, a good fucking is great. Anyway, thanks. Why don't you head back out there, take a seat and watch me practice? Then, afterwards, we can go get something to eat,” she suggested.

“That sounds great,” James replied.

They stepped out of the bathroom together.

“Who's this, Oriana?”

They both stiffened and glanced over. An older woman, her dark black hair done up in a bun, stood before them. She was wearing a formfitting dance suit like the others, but she had an air of authority about her.

“My friend, James,” Oriana replied smoothly.

“And what is James doing back here...coming out of the bathroom with you?” she asked.

“He was just helping me with something. I thought I might have had a blemish on the back of my head and I couldn't see it in the mirror so I asked him to check.”

“I see...well, I do believe it's time to get practicing,” the woman said. She had a smirk on her face now.

“Yes, ma'am,” Oriana replied.

James took his cue to leave, his pulse racing from nervous tension, said goodbye to Oriana and quickly headed back the way they had come. Getting almost caught wasn't as fun as his sex-fueled mind led him to believe. It just made him frightened and nervous, but he noticed that Oriana didn't seem too bothered by the encounter.

Now that he thought about it, she seemed like she was kind of just giving them a bit of trouble, nothing serious. Either way, he was out of the situation now. Glad to be free of socially awkward situations, James picked an isolated seat, sat and settled in. After a few minutes, Oriana came out onto the stage with the others and they seemed to get more organized. He watched as they all gathered and then began their practice.

…

“So, that woman, she was the one in charge?” James asked.

“Yes. Her name is Miss Masterson. I don't know her first name. I'm not sure anyone does. She's run that place for as long as I've been there,” Oriana replied.

Oriana's practice had taken a little over an hour and a half. When it was over, she'd showered, changed and then come to get him. As promised, she took him to a franchised sandwich shop that was on the way home that catered to humans, xenians, quine, and dysil. They had each gotten a foot-long sandwich and Oriana had told him about the dance routine she was practicing for. She'd used a lot of terminology that he hadn't been too familiar with, but he could definitely tell that she was excited about it and looking forward to it.

Once they'd finished up, they'd started walking back home.

“You didn't get like, in trouble or anything, did you?” he asked.

“No, not at all. Miss M is extremely...dedicated, to making sure that we're dedicated when we're on the stage. She's great at what she does. But when it comes to our personal lives, what happens 'behind the curtains', well...she's pretty cool. I know she knows what we were doing in there, but hey, it didn't interfere with anything, so she won't care.”

“Good to know,” James replied.

“So...today's the big day. You excited for your time with Sera? I bet she's going to want to get to it kind of soon,” Oriana said.

“Yeah. I'm excited...and nervous. I mean, she's just...she's so much bigger than me. I mean, like, a full two feet. That's just...crazy. And I'm about as excited as I am anxious.”

“She is intimidating, isn't she?”

“Yeah...have you guys ever done stuff together?” James asked.

“Me and Sera? Oh yeah, lots of stuff. We've all done lots of stuff together. And your instincts are right. It's both extremely hot and exciting to do things with Sera...and intimidating. I'm looking forward to seeing you two in action.”

“It's so...interesting that you all are so active together,” James replied.

“You didn't think we were?” Oriana asked.

“I mean, I didn't know. People are so hard to figure out when it comes to stuff like that, you know? Because it's so hidden so often. You guys were always so...relaxed around each other and touchy-feely, too, and, of course I had my fantasies, but...well, I mean, I always assumed you were just open and comfortable being physical. I didn't want to assume that that automatically translated into being sexual.”

“It is good not to assume,” Oriana replied. She grinned. “I assume we've made some of those fantasies come true?”

“Oh yeah, definitely.”

They came back to the house then. Oriana opened the door and they stepped through. No one was currently around, though they could hear some heavy music coming from upstairs. “Sounds like Elora's getting some work done...why don't you go shower up? I'll see what Sera's up to and make sure the sex room is ready.”

“All right,” James replied.

He made his way upstairs, peering into Elora's room, seeing that she was indeed hard at work, hunched over her laptop. Moving on, he looked in his room, thinking Aria might be there, but it was empty for the moment. He then poked his head into Aria's room and found her lying on her bed, headphones on, a tablet in hand, drawing something. She noticed him and smiled broadly, taking off her headphones.

“Hey! You have fun with Oriana?” she asked.

“Yeah, definitely. It sounds like we're going to film some more.”

She gasped and sat up. “Is it Sera's turn?”

“Yep.”

“Oh boy...she's fucking awesome in bed. You're gonna have fun.”

“That's what Oriana told me. I've gotta go take a shower now.”

“All right. I'll go make sure everything's ready,” Aria replied.

“Thanks.”

As she passed him on the way out, she paused, standing very close to him. “Would you mind taking a walk with me later on tonight? There's something kind of important I'd like to talk to you about,” she asked.

“Yeah, sure...any kind of hint as to what it is?” he replied.

“No...well, it's not bad. I mean, okay, it's not bad depending on the outcome, but I'm about ninety nine percent sure that it's good...don't worry, you'll see,” she said, then she smiled and leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

James watched her head down the hallway, into Sera's room, wondering what she wanted to talk to him about. Well, it would wait, whatever it was. He made his way into his shared bathroom, closed the door and started stripping down. The more he thought about it, the more excited he was for his upcoming sex session with Sera. He'd actually seen her naked before, and he'd jerked off to her a lot, because she did do nude photo shoots on occasion. When he asked about it once, she said they paid a great deal of money.

Even more than her regular photo sessions usually did.

And that made enough sense. If he looked that good and people wanted to pay him to just be naked, he'd definitely take that deal. Although he could never imagine looking attractive enough that people offered him money to be naked. James considered that as he finished shucking his clothes and turned on the shower. He supposed, in a way, that was kind of what he did for a living now. But...well, that wasn't completely correct.

He stepped into the shower and quickly but thoroughly began to clean himself. People weren't paying him to be naked, they were more paying him to fuck. They weren't actually paying him directly. They were really just paying the website and the money came to them circuitously. If he really thought about it, he was getting money because he was serving as a kind of vessel that people could vicariously live through, pretending that they were the ones having hot, unprotected, filthy sex with a group of alien babes.

It was an interesting field of work.

James finished soaping himself up, then washed it all off and killed the water. Stepping out, he grabbed a towel, dried off and then studied himself in the mirror. He still thought he looked disappointing. He was skinny without being skeletal, though he didn't really have any kind of muscle definition because he didn't work out at all. Maybe he should start. Or maybe he could start taking those supplements that grew muscle. Though that kind of seemed like a lazy way out...of course, practically everyone was doing it now.

What difference did it make, though?

The masking program they used changed the shape of his body. He was fitter, more toned, perhaps a little taller, too. It felt like lying but, well, he supposed it was something everybody did to one degree or another.

James turned away from the mirror and stepped out of the bathroom. No one awaited him in the hallway. Hopefully, they were all downstairs already. With this in mind, he hurried down the corridor, already feeling tingles of excitement beginning the course through him. He got downstairs and made his way to the sex room, noting that the door was already open. He could hear conversation drifting out from within.

As he stepped inside, he saw that all four women were there already.

“And here's the man of the hour,” Elora said. They were all dressed comfortably, wearing either no pants or sweatpants, t-shirts and tanktops or, in Elora's case, opting to go topless. Except for Sera, though he supposed she was dressed most casually of all, that was to say, not being dressed at all. She laid down on the bed completely naked. As he stared at her in all her nude glory, he realized just how damned big that bed really was. She was sprawled out on it and it was big enough to take in her full eight foot frame.

Having seen her naked before, and naked in a way meant to enhance her natural beauty, James thought that he wouldn't be too shocked by what he saw, but he was wrong. Having her here, now, fully undressed before him, she practically radiated beauty. It was almost like she was designed to be attractive in a daunting, alien way. Her limbs were long and firm with tight muscle, her hips nicely rounded, her thighs pleasantly padded. Her stomach was narrow and taut, but broadened up to her chest, which sported some impressive, large breasts. Her blue-gray skin was smooth and sleek and flawless.

Her vagina was a narrow dark pink slit between her hips.

It looked inviting.

“Come here, James,” she said, smiling at him, beckoning to him. “I promise that I won't break you,” she added.

He laughed nervously and crossed the room, crawling onto the bed with her. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Elora grab the camera.

“You ready?” Sera asked.

“Yeah...uh, how do you wanna...”

“Just do whatever you want. Do what comes naturally. I'm good at picking up on things,” Sera replied. “Do it like you do with the others. Well, not Elora, that's not really...well, it isn't first video material, I think. Also, one thing you should know, when you stick it in me, give it a few seconds. My vagina is...malleable, give it a bit to adjust to your size.”

“Okay, got it,” James replied.

“Rolling,” Elora said.

James shifted forward until he was next to her. She turned to face him and they laid side by side, facing each other. Elora moved to the end of the bed, filming them as they started making out. Kissing her was...strange. Her lips were a bit thin and she was definitely more dry than the other women. They'd probably have to use lube, but that shouldn't be a problem. James reached out and placed a hand on one enormous breast, groping it gently at first, then starting to massage it. He could feel her nipple pressing into his palm, feel the firmness of her breast. He was already intensely aroused, his cock hard as metal right now.

Sera seemed to be getting into it right away. She kissed him with a passionate intensity, slipping her elongated, almost prehensile tongue into his mouth and wrapping it around his own tongue, giving a new meaning to the idea of twining tongues together. It felt so weird but also very erotic and intensely arousing. She moaned softly as he kept grouping her, a hand on his cheek. She reached back and slipped it smoothly over the back of his neck, pulling him even closer against her, deepening their kiss even more.

He let go of her breast and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him, rubbing up against her smooth, snakelike skin. She continued kissing him until she broke away with a sly, cryptic smile on her face. Gently, Sera pushed him onto his back, then moved smoothly down the bed, her long limbs and huge body making every movement seem exaggerated and enormous. James watched, almost mesmerized by her large beauty, as she got down in between his legs and let her tongue slither out and slide up the length of his cock.

He groaned and continued staring at her as she wrapped her long, narrow tongue around his dick and pulled it slowly back, letting it unwrap smoothly, sending shivers of pleasure all through him. She did this several times before taking his dick into her mouth and started bobbing her head, sucking him off powerfully as she worked.

“Oh, fuck,” he gasped, reaching down and running a hand across her head. “Holy shit, that's so good...” he moaned.

Sera was really good at sucking dick.

She kept using her tongue while she sucked him off and she was also using her big, powerful fingers, working his cock in several different ways. Clearly, she'd had practice. As she kept working, she reached one long arm out and in a languid, graceful gesture and grabbed a previously unseen bottle of lube.

Bringing it back, she took his dick out of her mouth and squirted some of the lube onto it. Another wave of electric bliss hit him as she made a fist around his cock and started massaging it, getting it coated in a healthy amount of lube. He groaned as she started slowly rubbing the head of his dick, her fingers sure and strong but also careful and crafty. She smiled up at him as she worked his cock.

“You ready to fuck me?” she asked, her voice turning from practically a stoic monk to surprisingly sexy and sultry.

“Yes,” he replied eagerly. “Definitely.”

“Good, I'm pretty horny.”

He got up as she stopped rubbing his cock. Sera laid down on her back, spreading her incredibly long legs. James quickly got down in between them. His head barely even came up to her big blue-gray breasts. He guided his cock up to her tight, heated opening and rested the head of his dick up against it. Sera let out a soft gasp as he pushed it inside. It was easy to get inside and then he remembered what she'd said earlier and he waited for a few seconds. Almost immediately he could feel her vagina working, the muscles tensing, shifting, tightening until they had a firm grip on his cock, conforming very tightly to its size and shape.

“Oh fuck...” he moaned as he started having sex with her.

“Uhn...yes...yes...” Sera gasped.

James started going harder and faster. She was so fucking tight, he could just feel the suction, as if her pussy was trying to suck him back in each time he pulled back. Sex with an avix was apparently fucking amazing.

“Oh fuck it's so good!” he groaned.

“Fuck me, fuck me hard!” Sera cried.

He started pounding her harder, sliding rapidly in and out of her, the suction getting even better, even more powerful. He knew he was going to start filling her up soon. James tried to hold back, he didn't want to disappoint her or the potential viewers, but it was so fucking difficult. He kept pounding her, kept fucking her incredibly tight, alien pussy, staring up at her huge, blue-gray breasts, enchanted by the way they bounced in sync with his manic thrusting. He reached up and began groping and squeezing them, bringing him even closer to climax. To make matters worse, Sera was moaning even louder, panting and crying out in desperate need.

“Oh, my-YES! OH FUCK YES!” she shrieked suddenly.

James felt her pussy get rapidly hotter and wetter. Her orgasm didn't so much spray as it did ooze around his cock, making the sex feel even better, piling on the pleasure. Her body twitched and spasmed and writhed as she came, filling her with sexual rapture. That was just too much, he couldn't hold back any longer.

James let out a long cry of pleasure as he started coming inside of her. Pure, mainline bliss began to fill him with warm pink waves as he started shooting his thick load into her tight, alien pussy. He laid against her, his hips thrusting furiously and uncontrollably as he came, his orgasm more powerful than it had been in a little while, which was impressive considering the sex he'd been having lately. He felt his dick continue pulsing and kicking until it had emptied itself completely. Slowly, he came back to himself.

“And that's a fucking rap. Damn, James,” Elora said.

“What?” he asked.

“You were just...you looked like you were in love with that pussy,” she replied.

“Mmm...he was. All the guys I fuck are,” Sera said.

“I don't doubt it,” James replied. He shifted, pulling out of her, and rested his head on her huge breasts, using them as pillows.

“They always do that, too,” Sera said. She reached out and began to run her fingertips along his back, barely making any contact with his skin. He groaned as it sent shivers of pleasure running through him.

It was a surprisingly intimate thing to do.

“Have you ever had sex with a human before?” he asked. In the background, he could hear the others moving around.

“Yes, twice,” she replied. “It's tough though. You humans are so...intimidated by women who are taller than you. Even among your own kind. I've heard many models lament it. Human guys get turned off by tall girls. It's sad.”

“It is,” James agreed. “It's also stupid. Tall women are fucking hot. Though, I guess I'm kind of a whore, I like lots of different kinds of women.”

“Good for us,” Elora said from somewhere else in the room.

“I have to admit though, you're really intimidating,” James said, shifting slightly. “I mean, not just because you're tall. But because you're so fucking beautiful, and you're so...I don't know, you're so mature, like, you've got all your shit together. Like nothing bothers you.”

“Things bother me,” Sera replied quietly. She stopped using her fingertips and laid her big hands flat against his back and began rubbing it. She was very soft and warm. “I've just gotten better at hiding it. And as for the model thing...eh, I don't know. I feel like I just got lucky. I mean, most of my species opted to stay in the home system. We haven't really spread out too much. We don't reproduce that much so we keep a pretty stable population. And people are interested in us as models, since we're the tallest race in the galaxy. So it was really more of a lack of options than anything else on their part. I don't really feel like I earned it or I'm all that attractive.”

“No, you really are,” James replied.

“You are,” Aria agreed.

“Uh-huh,” Elora said.

“Yes, you are,” Oriana chimed in.

Sera laughed. “Well, even if that's true, it's not like I tried to be beautiful. I mean, I was born this way. I grew this way.”

“No way! I see the way you take care of yourself. You work out, you maintain your body, you spend hours putting on makeup whenever you have a shoot. Like, yeah, I get it, genetics and everything, but you work at this job, Sera. You do deserve it because you do work and you work hard,” Aria said.

“Well...thank you,” Sera replied. She stopped rubbing James's back and shifted. He rolled off of her and landed on his back. “I think I need a shower. Want to join me?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied.

“Don't take too long,” Aria said.

Sera rose smoothly to her feet and smiled at Aria. “Don't worry, dear, I'll return him soon,” she replied.

“Good.”

Aria gave James a quick kiss in passing as he got up and followed Sera out of the sex room. They made their way upstairs and into Sera's room. James had never seen it before. Whenever he'd passed it previously the door had always been closed. Now he followed her into her room and was immediately taken aback by how big everything was. The room itself was about three times the size of his own room. An enormous bed, a little bit smaller than the one they had just had sex on, dominated the middle of the room.

It looked strange and out of place, as it wasn't up against any walls. There was also a huge wardrobe, a very large desk and chair, a makeup desk that supported an enormous mirror and a vast scattering of all manner of makeup equipment. Most striking of all was one corner that was plastered in white material, completely covered in it. A camera was set up on a tripod between two bright, powerful, industrial-strength lights.

“Whoa, what's that for?” he asked.

“It's where I pose for pictures,” Sera replied. “For when I need an example shot. Or, sometimes, people send requests and money, and I put on certain clothes, or take off all my clothes, and have the girls take pictures of me.”

He followed her into her bathroom, which was also huge. There was a giant tub that looked like an overblown hot tub and, next to it, was a very large shower stall, as well as a toilet and sink scattered with more cosmetic gear.

“Did you ever look at my dirty pictures?” Sera asked as she opened up the shower stall and turned on the water.

“Uh...yeah,” James replied awkwardly.

She laughed. “You don't have to be ashamed or anything. I kind of figured you'd put the pieces together. You jerked off to me didn't you?” she asked, turning around and grinning at him.

“Well...yeah. I mean, you are like crazy hot,” he replied.

“Again, I don't mind. I choose to find it flattering at this point. I mean, there's so many pictures and videos of naked women out there and you chose mine at least some of the time. So, was I good in bed? Everything you'd hoped?”

“I think you know the answer to that. But yes. Emphatically yes.”

She stepped into the shower and he followed her inside.

“Glad to hear it. You were pretty good. You lasted longer than the other two humans I had sex with,” she replied.

“I did? I couldn't keep track of time.”

“I'm a little better at it. You were kind of incoherent from the sex.”

“Yeah...so, I just realized, I don't really know anything about you.”

“You really wanna know? It's kind of boring,” Sera replied.

“I'd like to know.”

“Okay. Well, I grew up on the avix homeworld. Spent the first part of my life there.”

“What's it like?”

“It's...I don’t know. Peaceful, I suppose. Avix are naturally calmer than most other species. Our cities are built of lots of gleaming silver and white material. There's a lot of fountains and rock gardens. It was nice enough, but I got tired of it. I wanted something different. It was all so much of the same stuff over and over again. I mean, I wasn't addicted to a crazy lifestyle or anything, I just wanted something fresh and interesting. So I did what very, very few of my kind do. I left the homeworld and went into what a lot of my people call 'uncivilized space'. I wouldn't go so far as to call my species xenophobic, but we definitely aren't entirely comfortable with the idea of mixing with the other races. I don't know really know where it comes from.

“It must be something just hardwired into us, and my wiring must have gotten crossed, because I never really had that sense. I don't feel superior to any other race. Anyway, I kicked around the galaxy for a few years and picked up some work modeling one day. It was kind of just random. I was literally walking down the street. I was living on this mining planet and I had a job working at a place that sold expensive jewelry. I think they hired me because pretty much no one would think of robbing the place with me hanging around.

“So I was on my way home from work one day, and this guy just started talking to me. He offered me a job being a model. He said he was working for a catalog that was collecting photos of all the different species and he had yet to find an avix. It sounded like a come on, you know? Like he was trying to talk me into taking naked pictures or something, but...I figured, fuck it? Why not? So I agreed, turned out he was legit. He paid me a thousand credits for like three hours of work, and that was my first real experience with it.”

“Whoa...that's so cool.”

“Yeah. I got crazy lucky. So he was kind of my foot in the door in the industry because, like I said, there really aren't that many avix in the galaxy, and even out of all of them, even less feel like being a model. I thought it was easy money, if I'm going to be totally honest. After I was in that catalog, people started calling me. Like, a lot of people. I ended up finding an agent and spent like ten years going all over the place, doing all kinds of photo shoots. Then I started doing nudes and...people didn't like that.”

“Seriously?”

She sighed. “Indeed. Disappointing. They acted like they were accepting and open-minded...nope. A lot of doors shut after that. I just wanted to be done with people and the industry after that...I moved out here. Then I met the girls. And the rest is history.”

“So...are you like, cool, with the level of work you have now?” James asked. Sera was running a bar of soft pink soap all over her body, standing beneath the water. She finished up and washed herself off, then let James have the water.

“Yes, actually. It was like I was on maximum all the time for years and now I just...well, I value peace again, in my life. I like only having four or five shoots a year. I like being able to pick and choose. I have less money than I did before, though that seems like it's about to change, but I honestly like my life here. It's so great having people I can rely on,” Sera replied.

“Extremely true,” James said.

He finished cleaning himself up and killed the water. They got out and she offered him a towel. They both dried off and headed back out into Sera's room, where she flopped back onto her bed and fixed him with her yellow eyes.

“So, you and Aria?” she asked.

“What about us?”

“Where you going?”

“I'm not sure. She said she needed to talk to me about something but she was kind of vague about it,” James replied.

Sera smirked. “Well, don't let me keep you. Have fun,” she replied.

“All right. And, uh, thanks for the sex.”

“My pleasure. I look forward to more.”

“Me too.”

He left her room and stepped out into the main hallway, wondering where Aria would be. After a moment, he decided to check his room first, since she'd been spending a lot of time in there. Sure enough, he found her lying on his bed, a tablet in hand. She set it aside as she saw him and smiled brightly at him.

“Hey, you!” she said, sitting up.

“Hey. So...uh, what's up?” he replied.

“I want you to take a walk with me, there's somewhere I want to go to talk about...the thing that I want to talk about,” she answered, standing.

“Okay.”

She took his hand and laced their fingers together. They started walking through the house and soon passed through the front door. James still didn't really have any theories on what Aria might want to talk to him about, and she kept quiet as they started walking through the station together. Whatever it was, he didn't think it was bad, at least, he hoped it wasn't. She seemed nervous, but not exactly in a bad way.

If there was actually some way to judge that.

Eventually, they finished their trek through the station, coming to what James recognized as the very place they'd had their original picnic months and months ago. Had it really been that long ago? It seemed crazy but, after a moment of thought, he realized it was. There wasn't anyone else around at the moment. They hadn't been back in about a month. A small stream of crystal clear water cut through the center of the area and fake but very real looking and feeling grass covered most of the floor, creating a very outdoorsy feel.

There were a few actual trees planted, not very big ones, but the walls were covered with shifting holographics, creating the illusion of a forest with tons more trees and plants and foliage and even animals darting around. Overhead was another holographic generator that showed a bright sunny day, blue skies and white clouds drifting lazily. There was a gazebo and a few wooden tables set out along a flagstone path that wound its way through the area, twice crossing the stream in small wooden bridges. Aria led him to the gazebo.

“So...what's up?” he asked.

Aria sighed and wouldn't look directly at him at first. Her body language conveyed anxiety. “I've been thinking recently. Well...no, that's not right. I mean, I have been thinking about this a lot, but really...it just kind of hit me, all of a sudden, last night. I was...when we were looking at those photos, I mean...” She hesitated, swallowed, tried to gather her thoughts, then she fully turned to face him and he realized that she seemed close to crying. “James, you're like, my best friend in the whole galaxy. I mean, really.

“I mean, Elora and Sera and Oriana, they're great and I love them and I wouldn't trade them for anything, but it's like...what we have, it's...different. I don't know. I just...looking at those pictures again made me realize how much you've been there for me and what a great person you are. And, I mean, I told myself that after my last boyfriend, after how shitty it all was, I should just...stop trying to date. Because it's too complicated, it's too difficult. That it would be too hard to find someone who I would want to be with and who would want to be with me, who would accept the fact that I'm very sexual and I used to be a hooker and that I'm a creative person and all that comes with that. I thought it would be too much of a task and that sleeping around was easier...

“But you're a huge part of my life and you're like, so perfect, like such a perfect match for me and I think...that I love you.”

For several seconds James simply stood there in stunned silence, unable to either fully comprehend the situation or think of a coherent response. Aria stood staring at him, as if she had completely put herself at his mercy.

And then, all at once, a response came to him.

“I love you too, Aria,” he replied, knowing it to be true as soon as the words left his mouth.

“Really?!” she cried, still cautious, perhaps still unable to let herself fully believe it.

“Yes, of course!” he replied, laughing and stepping forward and wrapping her in a hug. “Of course I do, Aria. As perfect a match as you think I am for you, I feel exactly the same way.”

She hugged him back, squeezing him tightly, laughing. “Oh...oh wow. That was so scary, those few seconds, I just...oh wow.”

They both stood there hugging each other fiercely for several moments. Finally, Aria sniffed and pulled back slightly.

“This won't cause problems will it?” he asked.

“What? What do you mean?” she replied.

“I mean, with the others. We're...I mean, we're...this is like a relationship, right? Like, boyfriend-girlfriend?”

“Yes! Sorry, I just...clarity isn't my strong suit at the moment. Yes, I want to be your girlfriend, I want you to be my boyfriend. We should probably establish what that actually means. Um...I'm okay with continuing all the, uh, extra-relationship sex. Also, I've talked with the others about this and they all kind of gently nudged me towards doing this, so they're all happy for us. So, yes to sex with the others, but if you want to have sex with anyone else outside of our friend group, I think it's only fair that I...vet them, I guess? Like, you need a yes from me. And same goes in the other direction. If I find someone I want to sleep with outside of the group, I'll need a yes from you. I mean...if that's okay...” she said, staring at him.

“I...this is all new to me,” he admitted.

“That's okay. I mean, there's several ways we can do this. How about, for right now, we just kind of keep doing what we've been doing? Sex with our three roommates is cool. Does that sound good? And we can figure out more later?” she asked.

“That sounds fine,” he replied.

“Good!” She broke into another broad grin and hugged him fiercely again. “Sorry to kind of jump into that all of a sudden, but...well, I just want to make sure we clearly understand each other,” she said.

“Perfectly fine by me,” James replied.

“Okay, we should uh...we should celebrate! Ooh! Let's go to Lem's! It's like, our place, our special place to eat,” she suggested.

“That sounds great. I'm actually really hungry.”

She laughed and they began walking out of the gazebo. “Yeah, sex with Sera will totally do that you,” she replied.

James laughed and placed an arm around her shoulders. She leaned against, resting her head against his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his torso, holding him tightly. They kept walking like this, heading for Lem's.

All things considered, James thought, it had been a really good day.

CHAPTER 06

“Oh yes...fuck...keep going...oh fucking yes!” James cried.

The second he started letting off, Sera took his cock out of her mouth and started pumping it, carefully using her thumb and fingers. She worked his dick, staring up at him, and he began to let off all over her beautiful, alien face. James gasped and moaned as he stared down at this visage of ethereal beauty, in that moment utterly enraptured by the fact that she was willingly taking a load of his seed onto her face.

His cock kicked hard in her sure grasp, releasing another thick spurt across one cheek. It shuddered once more, the last spray going onto her lips, then relaxed. Sera grinned up at him, then put his dick back into her mouth and slowly slid it back out.

“Did you like that?” she asked.

“Yes,” he groaned, falling back onto the bed.

“And that's cut,” Elora said. “Perfect. I'll chop and upload it.”

“You doing okay?” Aria asked, climbing onto the huge bed again and laying down beside him, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Yeah...perfect...” he replied, his heart settling back down.

“Good. You looked like you might be getting ready to have some kind of attack. Your face was all red and sweaty...”

“I tend to have that effect on men,” Sera said. She was washing her face off with a wet cloth she'd brought in with her. “They can't handle me.”

“You know, I'd call you full of yourself, but you aren't lying,” James said.

She smirked. “I know.”

For a moment, he simply laid there next to Aria. It was weird, he thought, to have your girlfriend watch you get blown by one of her best friends and then, immediately afterwards, lay around with her. Definitely not in a bad way, though. More in a 'this has to be a dream' kind of way. It had a certain unreality to it.

“How many subscribers are we up to?” Oriana asked.

As per usual, all the women had arrived for the display. It had been about a day since he and Aria had confessed their love for each other. They'd come back to the house and consummated that love in her bedroom. After that, the night had been a long, happy stretch of conversation, with the pair of them talking about their new relationship, about their feelings over the past year, the way the relationship itself had grown and shifted, about the future, about...everything, seemingly. They'd done this for a good eight hours, occasionally taking a break to make love again, before eventually going to sleep together in her bed sometime early this morning.

The day that followed had been a happy, lazy day, the pair of them showering, eating breakfast, and then spending the majority of their time hanging out together, working on their respective crafts. James wrote and Aria drew.

They were in happy union together.

Eventually, Sera had made them come downstairs to the sex room so that she could film her own blowjob scene.

The scene hadn't lasted very long.

She was very, very good at it.

“Uh...wow. Seven hundred and forty eight. All of them top tier. No one seems interested in the basic tiers,” Elora replied.

“How much is that?” James asked.

“Uh...just shy of ten thousand five hundred credits,” Oriana answered.

“You're good at math,” James said.

“I am,” Oriana agreed.

“Per month,” Aria murmured. “Ten thousand credits per month. That's two grand apiece, before bills. Even after bills...whoa.”

“Yeah,” James replied quietly.

“Why don't more people do this? I mean...seriously. This is like easy money,” Elora said.

“Maybe there are and we just don't know it. I mean, no one knows this about us. Or maybe we're just really lucky. I mean...you don't see all that much racial mixing in porn. So...dunno, maybe there just aren't that many people out there like us who are okay with fucking other species besides our own,” Oriana suggested.

“Makes sense,” James murmured.

“And there's a ton of repressed people out there who say that they aren't into alien on alien sex but they totally are,” Elora said.

“Very true,” Sera said. “Well, I need to go wash up more thoroughly. I've had a request for a few photos. Oriana, will you help me with the camera?” she asked.

“Yeah, sure,” Oriana replied.

The pair of them walked out of the room.

“I want to do something with you,” James said, rubbing Aria's back. “What should we do?”

“I can think of something you two could do,” Elora said.

“I just got sucked off,” James replied.

“Let's go on a date,” Aria said suddenly, sitting up. “We've never gone on a date.”

“You guys have gone on like hundreds of dates,” Elora replied.

“No. We were just...hanging out. As friends. With sexual tension between us. Then, more recently, we were hanging out as friends with benefits. But we've only just become boyfriend and girlfriend,” Aria said, sitting up.

“I guess you've got a point there. Well, have fun with it...” She paused, then turned around. “You aren't gonna like...get weird if I seduce him like normal, are you?” she asked.

Aria snorted. “Come on, Elora. How long have you known me? No. Besides, what's the biggest fear that come from people who worry about their partners cheating on them?”

“That whoever they're cheating with will be better in bed,” Elora replied.

“Okay, well, I mean...deeper than that. What causes that fear. And besides, I'm definitely better at fucking than you are,” Aria said.

“You most certainly are not.”

“I most certainly am.”

Elora turned to look at James. “James, who's better at fucking?”

“I am so not getting in the middle of this,” he replied firmly.

Aria sighed. “Whatever. And besides, if you're afraid that your significant other will leave for someone who has sex better than you then...that relationship is broken anyway and you should probably break up. But, my original point is this: the fear is that your significant other will fall for the person they're cheating with. And that's not gonna happen with any of you other girls. So I'm not gonna get weird.”

Elora smirked. “What, you don't think I could spirit your man away? Have you seen me?” she asked, pressing her breasts up and making even more impressive cleavage than she already had in her thin white tanktop.

“You don't want a relationship, Elora. Neither does Sera or Oriana. Besides, I'm not really your type,” James said.

“Fair points. You're fun in bed but...yeah. Even if I was looking, which I can't imagine will be happening any time soon, especially now that you're giving me regular dick, I'd want something a little more...aggressive.”

“Case in point. Now, James, dear, let's go on a date,” Aria said, getting up off the bed.

“Happy to. I'm starving,” James replied. “Haven't eaten since breakfast.”

“Yes, that's the reason I want to go on a date with my new boyfriend. Not because I was hoping to spend time with him, but because he's hungry,” Aria replied.

James grinned. “I thought that second part was implied.” He poked her shoulder.

She laughed. “Keep it up. I'll make sure to break you in tonight.”

“Is that supposed to incentivize this behavior or not?” Elora asked.

“Shut up, Elora,” Aria said as they walked out.

“Where do you want to go?” James asked.

She took his hand and laced their fingers together. “I'm not sure. We could always go to Lem's,” she said.

“I do never get tired of that place,” James replied.

“Then it's set. Let's go.”

…

Lem's was good and James thought it was a nice start to the date.

Despite everything, he found himself kind of nervous. Even though he and Aria had a history of a little over a year now and they had shared a great deal with each other, it was different now. They were actually dating and, well, if he was being completely honest with himself, dating had never gone very well for him.

But, as it turned out, he didn't have anything to worry about.

It was different now, but in a good way. They were doing the same things as they'd always done, but it was somehow more intimate, somehow closer. Better. James had a large beef burrito with extra cheese and Aria got her favorite burger with all the trimmings. The conversation was casual and fun, like it normally was, but as they left Lem's and began walking around the station some more, it turned back towards business.

“So...I've been thinking,” Aria said.

“What about?” James replied.

They were heading through a nearly empty passageway, making their way towards the peaceful garden area.

“Lots of things, actually. I haven't really talked about it with anyone else yet. But, well, the first thing that came to mind was that we should probably do something kind of big for the site. Like, something we haven't done before.”

“Like what?”

“Well...okay, maybe that phrase might be taking it a little far. I guess, more like, pushing it further. Basically, I was thinking we should do something that involves you, me, Elora, and Oriana,” she replied.

“A foursome?” James replied.

“Mmm-hmm. With Sera filming. I'd suggest having a full blown orgy with all of us but we just can't manage it. I mean, besides only having the one camera, the bed just cannot support all of us and Sera, you know?”

“Yeah, that's a good point.”

“And I have my worries about even supporting the four of us at once. But, I figured, you know, it'd be super fucking hot. It'd be kind of like a big bonus deal.”

“That sounds pretty awesome.”

She laughed. “I figured you'd like it, given all the pussy you'll be getting.”

He grinned. “Well, yeah. I'm sure they'd agree to that. What else is on your mind? You said there was more than one thing.”

“Yeah. The other big thing is...” She hesitated. They had come to the garden area. They had it to themselves again. James thought that odd. There was almost never anyone here. Or maybe he and Aria just came at low tide times.

“What?” he asked.

“I was thinking that maybe we should move,” she replied.

“Like...all of us?” James asked.

She nodded and began leading him towards one of the tables. They sat down.

“Yeah, all of us. I've lived by myself before and it's no fun. I've even lived with just one person, my, you know, well, a boyfriend. And, I mean, I don't know, it was better, okay I guess, but nothing really compares to living with a group of people that you can trust. It's like...I dunno, what's the word for it...a commune, maybe?” She shrugged. “All I know is that I like living with you and Elora and Oriana and Sera. It's fun, it's relaxing, it's, in a way, comforting. But...” She frowned then and looked around at the garden.

“This place. This space station we live on. Even with all the commodities, the luxuries, the places like this,” she raised her hands, indicating the false garden around them, “it's all so fake. It's metal and power and oxygen and pipes. None of it's really real. And I've spent basically my whole life here. You have, too. And you've been down to the planet. You know what it's like, right? When you get down there and you feel a breeze, an actual, real breeze, and you can smell it. The dirt and the rain and the atmosphere...”

“I do know what you mean,” he said quietly. And he did. Everything she said was true. The falsehood of the space station was something that was almost always distant in the back of his head, since he'd grown up around it. But during those few times he'd gone down to visit the surface of the planet below...it somehow seemed unbearable, the thought of coming back. With the real sunshine, the wind blowing on your face, the smell of plants and life itself. Yes, he knew exactly what she was talking about.

“So you want to move down there?” he asked.

“I do,” she replied. “I've wanted to for awhile. I almost did it, actually, when I got together enough money but...at the time, Elora didn't want to. I know that Sera won't mind and Oriana's with me on this. She dreams about transferring to another dance studio down there and she could do it, too. Elora...I think she's slowly changed her mind. At the time, when I suggested it, she hadn't been down there, but we've gone a few times since, and I could tell that she was enjoying herself. So maybe she'll have changed her mind.

“...and that just leaves you,” she said. “What do you want? Are you cool with this? Would you move down there with us?”

“Of course,” he replied. “I love my parents but...well, I don't live with them anymore and they'll be fine without me. And it won't be like I'll be all that far away. I want to live with you and the others. And living down on the planet is something I've thought about from time to time, although, back then, I didn't think I could move away from you.”

She smiled and hugged him tightly. “I'm glad you stayed.”

“So am I,” he replied.

“Well, this is off to a good start. We'll just need to convince Elora. But, I mean, even if we're all one hundred percent on this plan, there's going to be so much to do. We'll have to find a suitable place, possibly something even bigger than the one we live in now, and we'll have to arrange for transport and moving all of our stuff down once we find it. I guess the fact that almost none of us have jobs that tie us down to any one physical location is going to really come in handy.”

“Now more than ever,” James agreed.

“And we'll probably have to wait a few months to really build up a store of credits, because moving is expensive, usually. And I imagine that moving from a space station down to the surface of a planet will be even more expensive...okay, let's go spring the plan for the next video on the girls and then, after everyone is happily fucked and totally relaxed, we can tell them about the other plan and see where we stand,” Aria said.

“Sounds good to me,” James replied.

Aria began to walk away, then she paused. He followed her gaze over to a trio of doors along one wall. They were bathrooms.

“What?” he asked.

“You know...you're going to need a lot of endurance for this foursome. And what gives guys endurance more than coming beforehand, right?”

“Okay...I guess that makes sense.”

“So...come on. I'll fuck you in one of those bathrooms.”

She began pulling him towards it.

“Seriously?”

“Seriously,” she replied firmly.

James allowed himself to be pulled into one of the bathrooms. It was a simple thing, just a toilet and a sink. It was at least clean. Aria locked the door behind them, grabbed him and started kissing him. She made out with him passionately, pushing her tongue into his mouth and wrapping it with his own, sharing saliva.

Suddenly, after a good half minute of this, she pushed him so that he stumbled backwards and sat down heavily on the toilet.

“Time to get you off, handsome,” she said with a grin, taking off her tanktop and freeing her high, firm breasts.

She dropped to her knees.

“You're like the best girlfriend in the whole galaxy,” he said, marveling at her raw sexuality as she dug his cock out of his pants.

“I know,” Aria replied with a grin. “You deserve it.”

Once his dick was out, she put it in her mouth and started rapidly bobbing her head, working up a good, thick mouthful of spit in a short amount of time. After a little while of sucking him off, the pleasure pounding through him, she took his dick out of her mouth and massage it with her small, firm fingers.

“Ready?” she asked.

“Yes,” he breathed, his heart racing.

“Good boy.”

She got up, shed the thin black jogging shorts she'd been wearing and stood fully naked before him. Her movements fast but smooth, she straddled him, sitting on his lap, facing him, her legs spread wide. She took his cock smoothly into her, sliding herself up and down it, forcing him deeper and deeper into her until he was all the way in.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, reaching back and grabbing her ass. “Oh, Aria...”

She moaned as she kept riding him, grabbing his head and kissing him passionately. Her pussy felt like a fantasy, her body hot and tight and perfect against him.

“Tell me you love me,” she gasped as she kept riding him, clearly trying to make him come quickly.

“I love you, Aria,” he moaned. “I love you...”

“I love you too, baby, come for me, come for me...”

He came. It was hard and powerful and shot out of him in one firm contraction after another, his seed being forced out of him, pushed deep into Aria's pussy. He groaned and she let out a loud, short moan as he pushed his cock deeper into her tight, wet depths with each thrust.

“Yes! Yes! Fill me up!” she cried.

“Oh...Aria!” he yelled, squeezing her tight against him as his orgasm tore through him like a rampaging maelstrom.

They stayed locked like that for a bit longer, then he slowly released her and she got up off of him, pulling his softening cock out of her.

“There,” she said, grabbing some toilet paper and cleaning up the mess he'd made inside of her. “Now you'll have a good amount of endurance when we fuck with the others.”

“Hopefully,” he replied, sitting back against the toilet, trying to get his breath back. “That was...just wow...”

Aria grinned. “You liked that?”

“Yes. Oh wow, yes. I loved that,” he replied.

“Good.”

She finished cleaning herself up and pulled her clothes back on. By the time she was done, James put his cock away, zipped up and stood.

“Let's go home,” she said.

Once they left the bathroom, they started heading back out of the garden, towards home.

“So, how was our first real date together? I feel like I kind of came up short,” he said.

“Why do you feel that?” Aria replied.

“Well, I mean, we went out to eat at the same place we always do, then we walked to the garden area and talked business...and, well, had sex. Not exactly great date material. I mean, the sex was good, but, well, you know what I mean.”

“And yet this was the best date I've ever been on, compared to all the others. What about you?” she replied.

“Yeah, I'd have to say it is for me, too.”

“And that's what makes this relationship so good! Even a seemingly mediocre date is still the best of our lives!”

She had a point.

…

As they walked back into the living room, they found Elora sitting on the beanbag wearing nothing but a sports bra and panties, large black headphones with stylized blue fire etched into them cupped around her head, staring at a tablet.

“Why don't you talk to her about the orgy,” Aria suggested. “I'll go upstairs and see how much longer Sera and Oriana are going to be with the photoshoot.”

“On it,” James replied.

Aria headed upstairs and James sat down on one of the couches. Noticing him, Elora set aside her tablet and took off the headphones.

“Hey, you have fun on your date?” she asked.

“Lots,” James replied.

“You know, she asked me about if she should go ahead with the relationship.”

“What'd you say?”

“I told her she should do it.” She grinned. “I know, not really the advice you'd expect coming from me. Me and Aria are a lot alike. I mean when we used to be-” she stopped, hesitated.

“She told me. About the prostitution thing,” James said.

“Figured. Well, when we lived together and did our thing, she was always more...I don't know, emotional? I guess. She got more involved with her clients. I mean, she was a pro, she obviously didn't fall for anyone, but any time emotional distance was required, it didn't exactly come naturally to her. I mean, she could do it, but she's more of a natural lover than anything else. I'm a lot better at that stuff. Being both physically intimate and emotionally closed off at the same time comes a lot more naturally to me.

“Although I don't want it to seem like I don't care about you. We're very physically intimate, obviously, but I do care about you and I like you. I'm just not interested in anything more than what we currently have. But Aria...she was hurt, more than once, quite badly, when those guys broke up with her just because they couldn't handle the fact that at one point in her life she was a hooker. She had to kind of impose a really hard lock on her emotions because at some point, you just need a break from all that pain.”

“I could imagine...” James murmured.

“Yeah. So, then you came along. I thought for the longest time she would ask you out, or at least jump you, but she never did. And I think that, whatever she says, a lot of it was because of those horrible breakups. I kind of gently pushed her to go out with you, over the past year, but she would always resist. So when she finally came to me and asked my advice, I was all for it...so, you know, don't fuck this up.”

James laughed. “I really don't intend to. Aria is...the greatest person I've ever known. And this relationship is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I very much intend to do whatever it takes to keep it,” he replied.

“Good.”

“Yeah...oh! I almost totally forgot. I actually came here to ask you something. We were thinking that we need to do a big video for the site. We came up with an orgy. You, me, Aria, and Oriana with Sera filming. We'd get her involved too but...”

“But that bed can't handle all five of us,” Elora finished. “Okay, yeah, I'm totally down. I should go shower up. You should, too, dirty boy,” she said with a grin.

James laughed. “I'll get right on that.”

They both stood and made their way upstairs. Elora walked up the stairs ahead of him. He found her thick, orange ass an irresistible target, so he reached out and slapped it. She stopped and looked back at him. “Don't start anything you can't finish,” she said.

“I think I’ve proved I can finish,” James replied.

She smirked. “True.” She reached out and placed a hand on his crotch. “Save it for the video,” she said, then she turned and walked into her bedroom.

James heard conversation drifting out from Sera's room. He walked over and poked his head into the door, seeing the three of them standing around in a circle, looking at a camera that Oriana was holding.

“I think these came out well,” Aria said.

“Yeah, I suppose so,” Sera murmured. “They'll do, anyway.”

“How's it going?” James asked.

They glanced over at him. “They said yes,” Aria replied.

“I should shower,” Oriana said, passing the camera to Sera.

“Me too,” Aria said.

“I'll join you,” James replied. “Since Elora's going to be showering as well, I don't think there's enough room in there for all three of us.”

“Fair enough,” Oriana said.

“I'll go downstairs and get the sex room ready. I just got done washing the blankets again, so we won't have to wait,” Sera said.

“Appreciate it,” Elora replied.

They all headed out of Sera's room. James gave Aria a quick kiss in passing, then followed Oriana into their shared bathroom. As he closed the door and they began undressing, a thought occurred to him.

“You know, I never thought I'd be one of those people who walked around their house naked. I mean, not that I do all the time, but I do it way more than I ever did before. The only times I was really comfortable being naked was in the shower or during sex. Even then it was still kind of...well, weird, I guess,” he said.

“You didn't sleep naked?” Oriana asked.

“No, I didn't.”

She grinned. “Bet that changed now that you've got a girl in your bed every night,” she replied.

“Heh heh...yeah, I guess so. Makes having middle of the night sex pretty easy.”

“I love middle of the night sex...you should spend the night with me sometime soon...actually, I have a request for this video.”

“What is it?”

“At the end of it, when you're ready to finish, could you fuck me in the ass? We haven't had a chance to do that yet and oh wow I love it in the ass. Quine physiology makes it so that we really like it in the ass,” she said.

“I will be happy to fuck you in the ass, and finish in your ass,” James replied.

She laughed. “I figured. Also, you shouldn't need lube. Just make sure you fuck my pussy first, then you should be able to slide it slowly in.”

“Got it.”

Oriana turned on the water and they got into the shower together. They spent a few minutes washing themselves off.

“What do you make of our new relationship?” James asked.

“Doesn't seem that different from the old one, but I approve,” Oriana replied.

“I guess you're right but...it's different. Somehow, something subtle but powerful has changed. Everything's...”

“Better?”

“Yeah, I guess so. Stronger, too.”

“That's what love is. You two make a good match. I'm happy for you.”

They finished washing up, turned off the water and toweled off. Once they were both dry, the pair of them made their way out of the bathroom and down to the sex room. Again, the idea of walking naked through his house hit James, though he noticed he was significantly less uncomfortable than he had been before. Maybe after another month or two of this, he'd be totally at ease. Although that seemed a little far-fetched. He didn't think he'd ever completely shed his uncomfortable awkwardness with being naked.

They walked into the sex room and found everyone else waiting for them. Elora and Aria were sitting on the edge of the bed, already naked, chatting about something. Sera was fiddling with the camera.

“We ready?” Oriana asked.

“Very,” Elora said.

“I think we're all ready for this,” Aria said.

“Okay then, get on the bed and I'll start rolling. You three girls can make James feel like the belle of the ball,” Sera said.

Elora laughed. James climbed onto the bed and she and Aria guided him toward its center. Oriana followed. They had him lay down on his back. Sera started filming. Aria laid on his right, Elora on his left and Oriana settled down between his legs. As Elora began to kiss him, pressing her thick, warm lips against his, Oriana put his cock on her mouth and started bobbing her head, enveloping it in a pocket of hot, wet pleasure.

He groaned into the kiss and felt Aria crowd in on his other side, rubbing her hands gently across his chest. Elora broke away from the kiss for a moment and reached out. Grabbing Aria's chin, she guided the xenian's pale face towards her own and, above him, the girls locked lips. James groaned as Oriana continued working his cock, sending pleasure washing up through him in waves. The girls kept making out, making liberal use of their tongues for a moment longer, then Aria leaned down and began to kiss James.

They began to pass him rapidly back in forth between them, both Elora and Aria very close to him now. He would kiss one, then kiss the other, then move back to the first one. All through this, Oriana kept sucking him off. Being the center of attention like this was...unreal. He felt like he was in a dream.

After a bit more of this, Elora and Aria kissed above him for another moment. Aria reached out and groped Elora's huge orange breasts. Then they both slid down and joined Oriana. For a little bit all three of them began licking his cock simultaneously. It seemed like a bit of a task, but somehow they managed it. And wow did it ever feel fucking good. James let out a long groan, placing his hands on the back of Aria's and Elora's head.

“Oh, girls...” he moaned.

They continued licking him until Aria took over the job of sucking his dick. While she did this, Elora and Oriana began to passionately make out, running their hands over each others’ bodies, their grasps lingering on breasts, hips, and asses. Aria was doing an excellent job and he moaned louder as he felt her rub the head of his dick against the inside of her cheek. Staring down, he saw the bulge it made, an almost iconic visual in the porn industry. She really knew what she was doing. Elora broke away from the kiss.

“My turn,” she said.

Oriana turned to face Aria as Elora began sucking him off, bobbing her head rapidly, her horns gleaming in the lights. Oriana and Aria kissed briefly, embracing, then Aria began to kiss her way down Oriana's neck, across her chest and then down to one of her large gray breasts. Oriana moaned as Aria began to suck on her nipple.

“Yes...” she groaned, gently massaging the back of Aria's head.

Elora kept bobbing her head until she took it out of her mouth.

“Move aside, girls,” she said. “I'm gonna ride him.”

Oriana and Aria complied, giving the dysil room as she mounted James, straddling him with her thick, perfect thighs. He reached down and settled his hands onto her broad hips as she took his cock smoothly into her.

She let out a loud moan as he penetrated her. Inside, she was perfect, hot, and incredibly wet. She slid right down him, taking his full length into her.

“Oh fuck yes!” Elora shrieked as she impaled herself on him.

James groaned as she started riding his dick like a true veteran of sex. Oriana and Aria kept their own momentum going. They moved and got into position on either side of Elora, each one of them taking one of her huge, orange breasts to their mouths. They began to suck on her nipples, eliciting a surprised gasp of sexual pleasure from her. She moaned and reached out, placing a hand on their heads, chewing on her lip.

Pure sexual bliss flowed through him as he reached back further, groping Elora's thick ass. She kept riding him, sliding herself smoothly up and down him while the others sucked on her tits. Elora began getting a bit more mobile as she bounced on his cock, going and going until suddenly he popped free. They both gasped in surprise.

“I got it,” Aria said.

She disappeared behind Elora and a second later he gasped once more as he felt her start sucking him off.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned.

“What...” Elora twisted around. “You slut! Give it back!” she snapped.

“Come on, you've had your turn,” Aria complained. “I want some cock now.”

Elora sighed. “Ugh, fine!”

She got off of him and Aria climbed up on him, grinning as she slipped him inside of her. He groaned, grabbing her hips as she slid his cock into her perfect, incredibly hot and tight alien pussy. She let out a low, loud moan of pleasure as she began bouncing, her wonderful breasts bouncing with her. She kept this up for another half minute or so before James felt the urge to switch it up. He reached up and pulled her down.

Aria complied, laying against him, and he sat up and rolled her over onto her back, remaining inside of her. Now she was on her back, her legs spread wide. He pushed himself up to get a good look at her and started driving himself deep into her again. She let out a loud cry of desperate pleasure. Beside him, Elora shifted.

“Eat me,” she said, not giving Aria much choice as she swung a leg over her and settled over her pale face, her vagina right over her mouth. She was facing James now, grinning fiercely at him. Her features changed suddenly, twisting into a look of intense pleasure, as Aria began licking her clit. Oriana, intent on keeping herself involved, moved close to Elora, began groping one of her large breasts and kissing her again.

James watched intently, switching between staring down at his cock disappearing rapidly into and out of Aria's tight, hot pussy and then up at the two beautiful women passionately kissing, one of them often breaking out of the kiss to moan as Aria ate her out. Even with the sex session he'd had with Aria in the bathroom by the garden, his endurance was starting to wear thin. He wasn't sure how long he'd been getting sucked and fucked now, but it felt like quite awhile and the pleasure was starting to get to him.

He wanted to come.

But he knew he had to keep it going for a little while longer.

At this point, though, it was time to switch it up. He fucked Aria for a little bit longer, then pulled out of her and looked at Oriana.

“Your turn,” he said.

“Finally,” she replied.

Aria and Elora moved out of the way. James got Oriana into a doggystyle position, hopefully conveying that he wanted this to be the final position of the sex session. He wondered if they'd all be able to orgasm before the end of this. Well, Elora and Aria were pretty sexually experienced, so maybe they could make something happen.

As it was, Elora was now laid down on her back, guiding Oriana's head to her pussy while Aria decided to take up position on her face. This time she was facing away from James, hunched slightly over Elora, hands resting against the headboard. She let out a loud moan as Elora started eating her pussy out.

Almost at the same time, Oriana cried out as James penetrated her, sliding his cock smoothly into her alien vagina. Then she lowered her head and Elora moaned, her voice muffled by Aria's crotch, as Oriana began licking her clit. All three women were moaning now as they all pleasured each other, their voices providing a chorus of sensual, passionate, sexy sounds. James had his hands on Oriana's broad hips, staring down at her thick, firm ass while his cock pounded her perfect pussy. He kept going, humping her, his pleasure increasing.

His orgasm wasn't too far away now.

He pulled out of Oriana's pussy and shifted, then began working his cock into her ass. It was incredibly tight and very smooth. It accepted him nicely as he worked his way inside and Oriana let out a loud, long moan. As she did this, James noticed a shift in the others. Aria began to actually ride Elora's tongue. She groaned louder, leaning against the headboard. Oriana leaned down and began to lick Elora's pussy with a renewed intensity.

They were building towards the end now.

James's cock was burning with raw sexual pleasure now as he buried it over and over up Oriana's tight ass. All three women were moaning louder and louder now and he was groaning too, the sound lost in the sea of other sounds. The moans continued building until, like a dam giving way or a star going supernova, James began to come. He let out a hoarse shout as the first jolt hit him like a burst of lightning.

Oriana cried out as he thrust forward, his hips jerking in an automatic response to his climax, burying his cock even deeper in her ass.

“Oh fuck, I'm coming!” Aria screamed suddenly. She sagged against the headboard, moaning in pure bliss as she came.

Beneath her, Elora began to orgasm as well, her voice muffled as she yelled out.

As the second pulse of raw, sexual rapture burst out of James, shooting another thick load of his seed into Oriana's broad, quine ass, he felt her begin to come, her feminine sex juices escaping her pussy and spraying against his legs.

For a long moment, there was nothing but yelling and moaning and crying out.

Then James was lost in his orgasm. Everything else seem to drop away and all there was was his orgasm and Oriana's ass grinding against him, his cock buried deep within it, every second or so shooting out another pulsing spurt of his seed. Waves of pink pleasure radiated out from his core, rushing through the whole of his being. For that moment, he was awash in a sea of nothing but pure, unfiltered sexual rapture.

Slowly, he came out of it and realized that he was hunched over Oriana.

Straightening up, James gently pulled his cock from her gray ass. The yelling and moaning was over, and now there was just the heavy breathing. Once his dick was free, James fell onto his side, trying to catch his breath. He heard the others doing the same, all of them a pile of differently colored, sweaty limbs.

“How'd we do?” James asked after a moment, slowly sitting up.

“Pretty damn good,” Sera replied. “I got really turned on watching it.”

“Good,” Aria said. She yawned. “Oh, man. That really took it out of me.”

“I need a shower,” Elora grumbled, sitting up. “You came like all over my face.”

Oriana laughed, trying to sit up. “I'll need one, too. James made a mess, but...ugh,” she gave up and flopped back. “I'm exhausted. I don't want to move.”

“Me neither,” Elora said, grabbing one of the pillows and curling up with it. “I think I'm not going to move for like an hour. Maybe a nap...and then, when I get up, I'm going to take a long, hot bath, toke up and eat like a shitload of tacos or something. Orgies always take it out of me for like a whole day.”

“I'll get the editing started,” Sera said.

“Before anyone does anything...James and I have something we wanted to talk to you all about,” Aria said, sitting up.

“And what would that be?” Oriana asked.

“Are you pregnant?” Elora asked.

“We're not the same species...that's not even possible!” Aria replied.

“Oh...yeah...sorry. I'm not, uh...my brain is kind of, you know, low-functioning right now. You all kind of fucked me into oblivion,” Elora said, then she laughed.

Aria shook her head. “We've all talked about this before...how would you feel about actually moving down to the planet?” she asked.

There was a moment of silence.

“I'd love to,” Oriana replied. “A lot of my friends have actually moved down there and Miss Masterson said she'd be glad to help me get transferred to the studio down there. She's friends with the woman who runs it. So...I'm totally down for this.”

“It would be nice to live on an actual planet,” Sera said. “It'd be nice to be able to take walks again and feel sunshine and an actual breeze. I'd be okay with it.”

They all looked at Elora.

“Well...I don't really have anything tying me here. The only reason I live anywhere is to be with you guys...you know what? Yeah, I think it's time for a change. A big change. I'm definitely down for a move,” she said.

“If we do this,” Sera said, “we'll have to do it right. We'll need to save money...and we can't move just anywhere. It took awhile to get even this location. I was thinking...” She hesitated, then frowned and shook her head. “Nevermind.”

“No, what?” Oriana asked, sitting up. “What were you thinking?”

“Kind of a fantasy I've always had is, like...well, renting out a whole apartment building, and I'd have a group of friends living with me, and we'd each live in one of the apartments. But, I mean, it'd be so difficult to find and maintain that and the cost alone...”

“I am in love with this idea,” Aria replied immediately.

“Really?” Sera asked.

“Yes.”

“I think it's awesome,” James said.

“It does sound pretty sweet,” Oriana said.

“Yeah, we could find like a bunch of studio apartments...hell, we could even like knock down some walls and make like a huge hangout area like we did here,” Elora said.

“This will be expensive,” Sera warned.

“Well, we've got the money for it now,” Aria replied. “I mean, if we wait long enough and get lucky enough, we can just buy it straight fucking credit.”

“That's true...” Sera murmured.

“Okay, then it's settled. We'll start looking and saving money. And making a lot more porn,” Aria said.

“I'm happy with this,” Oriana said. “And I'll be happier after I get that shower.”

“I need one, too. Come on, this time you shower with me, boyfriend,” Aria said, getting up.

“Fine by me,” James replied, making himself sit up, his muscles protesting.

“If I can muster up the strength for it,” Elora said from where she lay amid the tangled collection of blankets and pillows, “I'll order tacos and enchiladas and burritos from that one place. Everyone cool with that?”

Everyone said that they were.

“Good.”

“I'll get the editing program running,” Sera said.

As James followed Aria and Oriana up the stairs towards a shower, he couldn't help but smile a big, broad, wholly encompassing smile.

Things were definitely looking up.

CHAPTER 07

James sat back slowly from his computer, blinking several times and letting out his breath in a long sigh.

It had been about two weeks since they'd shot the orgy and made the decision to, eventually, move down to the planet's surface.

“Holy shit,” he whispered.

“What?” Aria asked, sitting up.

“I'm done,” James replied.

“It's done!?”

“Yeah. I mean, well, the writing is done.”

“That seemed fast. Like...when did you start writing it?”

“Well, I mean, I had ideas for it and got through maybe the first fifth of it before we moved in together, but once we started making porn I just kept getting hit by ideas and inspiration, so I've been writing it pretty much anytime I've gotten free time lately.”

“That's so awesome. Do you feel good about it?” Aria asked.

“Yeah...I mean, as much as I can, I guess. It's hard to really know but...I liked writing it. It was a lot of fun and I put a lot of, uh, personal experiences in there. So...I dunno, I hopefully it'll be good. You want to read it?” he replied.

“Well, duh! I want to start reading it right away.”

They both glanced over as there was a knock at the door.

“You two fucking in there?” Elora asked.

“I think you know the answer to that question,” Aria replied.

Elora opened the door and poked her head in. “Yeah, I guess that's true. You can't keep it down when you've got a dick in you, you little whore,” she replied.

“I remember you being louder than me, slut,” Aria said.

Elora laughed. “Maybe we should like buy one of those things that records volume and see who gets louder...hmm. No, I'm getting off topic. Um, I had a thought.”

“Okay, what was that thought?” James asked.

“We've been getting fan mail. I mean, well, you've read some of it.”

“Yeah. It ranges from generic praise to generic hatred of 'impure mixing' to weird, out there, long, rambling sexual desires,” James replied.

“That's true. However, in between all that love and hate and weirdness, I've managed to ferret out some actual, coherently written video requests.”

“Oh?” Aria asked, perking up.

“Yep. Certain positions, certain combinations of us doing certain things. I mean, some of it we've already covered but there's a few of these that we haven't and I thought it'd be a good idea to do a little, you know, fan service,” Elora replied.

“That's a great idea. Was there one you had in mind?” James asked.

Elora grinned. “Yeah...”

“Does it involve you?” Aria asked.

Elora's grin widened a bit. “Yeah...”

“What is it?” James asked.

“Well...you know that some of our sex scenes have been kinda...rough. And that I'm really into that. So, basically, they wanted like a forced sex scene between you and me. Like, before, I was acting submissive or like, maybe I kinda didn't want it but sort of just let it happen, you know? But what this would be is that I'd actively be fighting against you.”

“Oh...wow,” James said.

“Are you...okay with doing that? I mean, if not, we don't have to do it.”

“No, I...I'd be willing to try at least. I mean, we've done stuff like that so far and...”

“You seemed to like it,” Elora said.

“Yeah. I did, I just...I'm not sure that I like that I like it, you get what I mean?”

“I understand,” Elora said. She sat down on the bed next to Aria. “I'll tell you what I've told my other friends who I've gotten into this kind of thing. It's okay that you're into it. It doesn't make you a bad person. It's...well, honestly, it's pretty normal. And, probably most importantly, I personally think it's healthy to do stuff like this every now and then, (or a lot, in my case), if you're into it. Kind of like, you know, just getting out your dark urges in a safe environment with people you can trust. Does that make sense?” she asked.

“Yeah, it does. I mean, I'm not too concerned, I guess. It's really more of just a mild worry than anything else. I don't think I'll like turn violent or something. I guess it's more just like...finding out you like something kinda weird.”

“It was happy day for me,” Elora said, grinning.

He laughed. “I bet. Uh...yeah, I'd be down for this. You'll have to kind of, you know, guide me a bit,” he replied.

“That's fine...you wanna do this now, cause I'm kinda like...really horny,” Elora said, looking between James and Aria, chewing on her lower lip.

“I can film,” Aria said, looking at James.

“Yeah, I'm down. It can be a celebration,” he said, standing up.

“What are we celebrating?” Elora asked as she and Aria stood as well and they began making their way out of his room.

“I just finished my next book,” James replied.

“Holy shit, that's awesome!” Elora said, grinning and taking his hand. “I'm going to get to read it, right?”

“Yeah, definitely.”

They came to the fuck room. Elora began stripping and Aria went to go get the camera.

James felt a bit of anxiety mixed in with his excitement as he started taking his clothes off. He had to admit that he did like the rough sex he'd had with Elora, especially the times where he kind of forced her to take his cock. It was hot, there was no way around it, and it was hot for her, too. That's really the only thing that soothed his nerves. She was really into this. She wanted it. This was her kink, so, in a way, he was helping her.

“So, uh...what should I know about this?” he asked.

“Well, first of all, we need a safe word. Part of the whole act is that I'm going to be pretending not to want it. And I'm good at acting. So we need a way for you to know to stop in case something goes wrong. So if you hear me say the word...pineapple, then stop.”

“Pineapple?” James asked, grinning.

“It has to be something that wouldn't come up naturally during sex.”

“Okay, that makes sense.”

“Good. Now...don't hold back. I'll say that now. And don't be afraid to slap me around or choke me. I really like that. And don't think I'll like...what did you say that first time? Ha ha, oh yeah. Don't think I'm going to kill you in your sleep or something. I want this. I trust you enough to let you do this with me. And you should trust me enough to know that I'll tell you if you're really hurting me or if I don't like it, which...honestly, shouldn't be a problem. Dysil have a high pain tolerance. So, you know, go crazy...you got all that?”

“Uh, yeah, I do. Safe word is pineapple. Don't be afraid to slap the shit out of you and choke you...”

“Oh yeah! And talk dirty to me. You were good at that before. Just call me whatever you can think of. It really adds to the whole experience.”

“Okay. Sounds good.”

“Well, I'm ready to go if you guys are,” Aria said, holding the camera up. “I'm eager to capture the magic. The hot, sexy, violent magic.”

Elora laughed. “Okay, start rolling. You ready, James?”

“Yeah...I guess so. How should we, uh, start?”

“Slapping me is a good start. Then throw me on the bed and definitely make sure you fuck me in the mouth first.”

He nodded, then slapped her once, hard across the mouth. She let out a startled gasp and fell back a few steps.

“Please...please don't...” she moaned.

James decided to take her advice and go all in.

“Shut the fuck up you stupid fucking bitch,” he growled, grabbing her neck, swinging her around and slamming her onto the bed. “Just shut your fucking whore mouth.”

She tried to get up. “Help me! Please somebody!” she screamed.

She was right, she was really good at acting.

“No one can hear you,” James replied as he shoved her back down onto the bed. “No one's coming to help you.”

He got on top of her, straddling her, his knees on either side of her stomach. She reached up, trying to fend him off, a look of feral panic in her eyes. But there was something else there, too: lust. And excitement. All at once, he could tell that she was deeply, deeply enjoying this. He grabbed her hands, forced them back down and then gave her two hard, quick slaps in quick succession. “Quit fucking struggling,” he said.

It seemed to stun her a bit and he took advantage of that, moving in closer. He was already hard as a rock and ready to go.

“Open,” he said as he brought his cock closer to her mouth.

She turned her head, her mouth firmly closed.

“Open!” he screamed, slapping her.

She let out a small yell, but then closed her mouth again.

James sighed in frustration, grabbed her head by the roots of her hair, forced her to face up and then backhanded her pretty hard.

“Open or I'll go harder,” he said, making a fist and holding it above her left eye.

Reluctantly, she opened her mouth.

“Good slut,” he said and shoved his cock in.

Elora let out a moan of feigned misery as he did this.

“Suck, bitch,” he growled.

She started sucking on his cock as he began to fuck her in the mouth. Pleasure began to burn through him, more powerful and potent than usual. He was definitely getting a kind of dark satisfaction out of this. Keeping one hand clenched with a fistful of her hair, James kept forcefully sliding his cock in and out her Elora's mouth, pushing it in pretty far. He loved the feel her hot, wet mouth, the way she was sucking on it, the look on her face.

He fucked her in the mouth for a bit more, then he pulled it out.

“All right bitch,” he said, shifting position. “Don't fucking move.”

He tried to get down in between her legs, so that he could start fucking her, but when he stopped straddling her she tried to get up off the bed.

“Fucking bitch! What the fuck did I say!?” he roared at her, grabbing her and throwing her back on the bed.

She tried to get up again and he did something that surprised even him. He punched in the eye. Not very hard, but hard enough that she fell back against the bed, staring up at him in surprise. She didn't say the safe word, though.

So he kept going.

“I fucking warned you, you stupid alien whore,” he said.

“Please...” she moaned. “Please stop...”

“No.”

He got down in between her thick orange thighs, forcing them open, revealing her smooth, glistening pussy.

“Someone's wet,” he said as he got in close. “Don't act like you don't like this.”

“I don't want this,” Elora moaned.

“Don't lie, slut.”

He began pushing his cock into her tight alien pussy and she let out a cry.

“That's it, take it like a good girl,” he said, sliding all the way in.

He laid down on top of her and grabbed her wrists with one hand, holding them over her head, then he clapped his other hand over her mouth and began to fuck her, slamming into her, feeling the raw sexual bliss burning through him, made all the more powerful by the dark satisfaction that he was drawing from this play session.

She moaned and yelled against his hand, the sound muffled.

“That's right,” he groaned, “take it you fucking dysil whore. Take it like you fucking deserve to, you stupid bitch.”

She was definitely getting wetter and hotter. He let go of her wrists and brought his hand away from her mouth.

“Now, it's time to punish you for what you did, bitch,” he said.

“No, please, please don't,” she begged.

“Shut up.”

He wrapped his hands around her throat and began to squeeze, slowly strangling her. She gasped and then gagged, grabbing his wrists. He kept pounding her as he applied more pressure. “Please...” she gasped.

“Shut up,” he growled, his voice low, choking her harder. “Shut the fuck up, just shut your stupid fucking mouth,” he said, his voice slowly rising, squeezing harder.

He kept going, applying more pressure and then stopping himself before he was actually cutting off all of her air.

“Take it you bitch, take it you fucking whore!” he screamed.

Elora came.

She cried out, though it really came out as a gasp, and he let go of her as he felt his own orgasm coming to the surface. He kept screwing her right through her orgasm, feeling her pussy convulse and spray hot juices and then, once she had finished up, he pulled out and hastily crawled up her, his cock over her face.

“Hold fucking still,” he growled as he started jacking off.

It didn't take long. Within a few seconds he started letting off, a groan of raw sexual rapture escaping him as his dick began to kick, shooting out thick, stringy spurts of seed. It coated her face, getting all over her cheeks, her lips, her nose, her forehead. It was probably the biggest load he'd blown in awhile.

He remained upright and rigid until he finished coming. Vaguely, he was aware of Aria close to them, hopefully getting good footage.

As he finished off, she said, “and that's it. Cut.”

James let out his breath and got off of her.

“Are you okay?” he asked as he got up to go grab one of many cleaning cloths they'd started keeping in here. “I, uh...I didn't mean to hit you that hard.”

He passed her the cloth.

“I'm fine,” she said, sitting up. “And that was...wow. I didn't think you had it in you. Like, I'm not mad. That was really hot.”

“It was?” he asked, sitting down.

Elora began cleaning her face off. “Oh wow yes. So fucking hot.”

“That was probably the hottest thing we've ever shot,” Aria said.

“Uh...wow. Okay. I did enjoy it.”

“Mmm...me too. We've got to do that more often. I haven't had a guy I could trust to do this with for a long time. It would be awesome if you could help me more with this.”

“Yeah, I could do that,” James replied. “So, I mean, I didn't hurt you?”

“No. Well, it hurt, but it wasn't like a bad hurt. I liked it.”

“Well...okay then.”

He laid back on the bed, his head spinning slightly. The orgasm had been very powerful, feeling like it had taken a lot out of him.

“You think the fans will like it?” he asked.

Elora finished cleaning up and laid down against him. “Pretty sure they'll love it.”

…

“So...are you sure you're okay with this?” James asked.

Sera laughed. “I think I've heard you ask that question about a dozen times in the last week. James, dear, respecting your partner's wishes is fantastic, and you should definitely do it, but there has to come a time when you trust us to know what we want. If we say we want it, I promise you, we want it. And I want this,” she said.

“Okay...sorry. I...” he sighed. “I know. I do trust you. I think it's more of a reflexive habit at this point than anything else. I'll try to stop. And before you ask, yes, I'm okay with this. I'm still just...this is all still kind of weird to me.”

“That's part of what makes you a great sexual partner,” Sera said.

“Really?”

“Yeah. You're always so excited to have sex with us. You aren't used to the sex, you don't take it for granted, you aren't bored by it.”

“Hard to imagine being bored by sex with you.”

Sera shrugged. “You'd be surprised what you can get used to.”

They were standing outside of the sex room, waiting for the others to get set up. It had been a few days since his...heated sexual encounter with Elora and the reception had been huge. They'd seen a surge of new subscribers after Elora had posted a teaser trailer of the video on the front page, the thumbnail being him with his hands wrapped around her neck. And a lot more fan mail had come in after that.

And some of them had made requests.

One of the larger requests had been a forced video of James and Sera. Something that had admittedly gone through a bit of work-shopping, because it was kind of hard to imagine a slightly less than six foot human wrestling down an almost eight foot avix. So there had to be some kind of way that James was going to take advantage of her. And Sera had actually been the one that had come up with the idea.

“James...you still with me?” Sera asked.

“Yeah. I was just thinking about my acting. I mean, I'm not very good at acting and this will require a bit more than the minimal amount I've already done,” he replied.

“Oh, don't worry about that. I mean...it's porn. No one will care. But I think you're better at it than you think you are. And besides, some nervousness will be perfect, given what you are planning to do to me,” Sera replied.

“I guess that's a good point...”

The door opened. Elora poked her head out. “You two ready out here?” she asked.

“Yep,” Sera replied. James nodded.

“Good. Once I close the door, give me about ten seconds, then come in and start.”

“Got it,” James replied.

She grinned and closed the door.

“You ready for this?” Sera asked.

“I think so.”

“You'll do fine. Remember, if either one of us fucks up, we can just stop and do it again.”

“I guess that's true.”

Their ten second count came and James pushed himself into character. They'd gone over this more than once. Mainly he was worried about his acting because he hated seeing terribly acted porn. It always just came off so lame. He didn't want to be that. So he focused as he opened the door, leading Sera into the sex room.

“This is where we'll be taking the photos,” he said, stepping aside.

“Wow. Very nice. And quite a big bed,” Sera replied.

“I figured it would be prudent.”

“Well, I do have to fit onto it for this to work.”

“Yep,” James replied, moving over to the camera. They'd brought it down from Sera's room as a good prop.

“So...how do you want to do this? You want me just to get naked or...”

“Let's do a few establishing shots first,” James replied, getting behind the camera.

“Okay,” Sera said.

She struck a pose and James snapped a picture of her. She was wearing sweat pants and a tanktop that showed off her large breasts, her nipples plain and obvious through the thin fabric. She turned around, bending over slightly.

“So, am I everything you hoped for? You said you hadn't worked with an avix before,” she said, looking at the camera.

“Oh, everything and more,” James replied, snapping another pic. “Here, take your top off. I'd love to see you topless.”

“My pleasure,” she said, smiling as she shed her shirt.

Turning back around, she leaned forward, framing her big, blue-gray breasts between her arms, her palms resting on her knees.

“Holy shit you are tall,” James muttered, taking another picture.

“Eight feet,” she replied.

They'd decided that eight feet sounded hotter than almost eight feet.

“Beautiful,” James said. “Okay...uh, lose the pants. Let's do some full nudes, then we can get on to the main shots.”

Sera shed her pants, revealing her thick thighs and smooth pussy. She turned around, giving him a great view of her nice, well-padded ass. He snapped a few more pictures of her, then had her lay down on the bed, where he took one more picture of her.

“Okay,” he said. “Time for the main show.”

“I'm ready,” Sera replied.

She lay herself out spread-eagle, lying on her back with her arms aimed towards the topmost corners of the bed, her legs spread wide. James felt his pulse speeding up. It was almost time. He tried to make himself relax, but he was already getting a steel hard-on.

“You do a lot of these kinds of shoots?” he asked.

“Yeah, they're easy money, and a lot of people are into bondage,” she replied.

“It is pretty hot,” James murmured as he snapped a padded cuff around her right wrist. He didn't know how to tie anything and it was the easiest workaround. The cuff was affixed very firmly to the bed and wouldn't allow for any real movement.

“I agree,” Sera replied.

James went around the bed, snapping her ankles and the her other wrist firmly into place.

“How's that?” he asked, moving back over to the camera.

“Perfect,” she said, testing them. “I can't really move.”

“At all?”

She tried them again. “No, not at all.”

“Perfect.” He took off his shirt.

“What...what are you doing?” she asked, worry obvious in her voice.

“Isn't it obvious?” James asked, kicking off his shoes and undoing his belt. “I'm going to fuck you,” he said simply.

“What?!” Sera jerked, but she could hardly move.

“I'm going to fuck you,” James repeated as he pulled down his boxers. He walked over to the door and closed it. “I'll do it to you until I come inside of you,” he added.

“Help!” Sera screamed.

“Don't bother,” he replied as he walked forward, coming to stand at the end of the bed, as nude as she was now. “These walls are soundproofed and we're pretty far out anyway. No one can hear you. No one is coming to help. You should struggle though, that's pretty hot.”

“Please, please don't do this,” Sera moaned, continued to struggle against the bonds. “Please...I'll...look, I can pay you...”

“I don't need money. I'd rather have this,” James replied calmly as he walked around to the nightstand. He grabbed a bottle of lube. “This is going to be so much fun. I've wanted to do this for a long time now and I finally worked up the nerve.” He began pouring the slick, glistening stuff over her huge, heaving breasts. “I'm so glad you're the one who responded. I've always wanted to fuck an avix like this, tied up...helpless...”

“Please, please don't!” Sera moaned.

“Like I said, don't bother.”

He finished lubing up her huge tits and then got on top of her. Placing his cock between her breasts, he placed his hands on them and began squeezing and groping them. “Very nice. Very large and firm. You were made for fucking,” he said.

She let out a groan, looking away from him as he pressed her huge tits together and began fucking them, rapidly sliding his dick in between them. “Hey, I thought you'd appreciate this,” he said. “I'm lubing up. I've heard you avix girls can be a little dry down there.”

“Please stop,” she moaned.

“No.”

He continued tit-fucking her until his cock was thoroughly coated.

“Please, please-” Sera moaned.

He sighed, reached down and slapped her.

“Shut up,” he growled as he got up off of her.

She seemed briefly startled by the slap and he began to get on top of her again, this time preparing to have sex with her.

“Please, you don't have to do this, please, please don't do this to me!” she cried.

James sighed and got back up. He moved over to the nightstand and pulled out a ball gag. “I was hoping to do this without gagging you but you apparently can't shut the fuck up and this is hotter anyway...besides,” he added as he secured the gag in her mouth and strapped it into place, “between you and me, your voice is fucking annoying.”

She let out a muffled moan as he finished. Once he was sure it was in place, he climbed back onto the bed and got in between her spread-open legs.

“Very nice,” he said, running his hands along her smooth, thick thighs. “I mean wow you are beautiful. I've never stuck my cock in one of your kind before. I'm very excited to see what it feels like. You ready for it?” he asked, looking up at her.

She moaned again and looked away.

“Well, I guess it doesn't really matter, cause I'm fucking you. I don't give a fuck if you hate it, bitch,” he growled at her as he got up against her.

She moaned and struggled against the restraints, the bed shifting slightly. He got fully in between her wonderful thighs and slid his cock into her. She let out a loud, muffled moan as he did this. “Oh-ho-ho yeah!” he groaned, settling his dick inside of her and waiting for her vagina to tighten up. “That is fantastic! You've got a great pussy, slut,” he said.

Within a few seconds, it was tight enough to start fucking.

James began sliding smoothly in and out of her, feeling the drag of her alien muscles getting better, wrapping around his cock and sucking him back in as she finished tightening up around the length of his shaft.

Fucking her like this felt unusually good and he felt a surge of guilt as he realized just how much he was enjoying this particular scenario. He pushed it aside as best he could, remembering what Elora and, at this point, all of them to some degree or another, had told him about role playing. It wasn't real, it was just having some fun in a safe environment.

So he let himself enjoy this as much as he could.

Sera thrashed again and let out another loud, muffled moan as he kept driving his cock into her. Her huge, glistening breasts bounced and heaved as she struggled against him, still held perfectly in place by the restraints. Elora had been the one to set them up and she had clearly done a fantastic job. James groaned as he continued burying his dick inside of her, feeling the hot suck of her pussy. There was something darkly erotic about hearing her muffled like that, especially when he looked up at her and saw her gagged.

“Don't pretend you don't like this, slut,” he said as he fucked her.

She let out another sound, lost to the gag, and shook her head. He laughed and thrust even harder into her, causing her to cry out.

“Fuck,” he groaned, “it feels so fucking good, you're gonna make me come sooner than I thought,” he added.

She shifted again, trying to close her legs but failing. Sera shook her head.

“What?” he asked, looking up at her, propping himself up on his hands so that he had a better view of her. “You don't want me to come in you?”

She shook her head and said something indecipherable.

“Too fucking bad, I'm going to shoot my load into you, bitch,” he said.

She shouted something and the bed trembled as she fought harder.

“Keep going! That makes it hotter,” he said as he began sliding faster in and out of her. “Here it comes! Here it comes, bitch!” he yelled.

Sera continued shouting and struggling but the restraints held her fast. James cried out as he started coming. “Oh fuck!” he moaned as pleasure exploded through him. His orgasm felt even better than usual. The pleasure blew through him and was only made all the more powerful by Sera's struggling and thrashing, which she kept up all throughout his climax. He groaned loudly as his seed was forcefully ejected from his cock in pulses of raw, unfiltered sexual bliss, shot deep into Sera's perfect, hot, wet alien pussy.

He kept going until he finished, then he let out a heavy sigh and pulled out of her as he felt his whole body relax.

“Thanks,” he said as he stood up and started dressing. “That felt really fucking good.”

Sera groaned and he realized she was crying. Holy shit, she was really selling it. He felt another surge of guilt, but he was so close to wrapping this shot up. He quickly got dressed and went for the door. “Good luck getting out,” he said, then he walked out and closed the door behind him. He waited and about ten seconds later the door opened up.

“We got it,” Oriana said.

“Was it good?” James replied, coming back in.

Elora and Aria were releasing Sera.

“We keep saying this,” Oriana said, “but I think it was the best thing we've shot so far.”

“Agreed,” Elora and Aria said at almost the same time.

“Are you okay?” James asked as Sera sat up. She rubbed at one of her wrists. “You kind of had me worried, you know, with the crying...”

“I'm fine,” Sera replied. “I've always been able to make myself cry. I thought it would be good. You did great, James.”

“Uh, thanks,” he replied.

“You really did. I think this is going to bring in a lot of attention. It was fucking wicked hot,” Elora said. “I want to do something like this. Maybe it can be like a sequel or something. You know, but bent over?”

“That'd be really hot,” Sera agreed.

James sat down on the bed. “We could do that.”

As he watched Sera get up and start washing herself off, and Aria sit down at the computer with Elora and Oriana crowding around her to begin editing the video, he found himself thinking that his life was definitely not a boring one.

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This is my PATREON, (www.patreon.com/MistyVixen). There, you can get early access to chapters of my in-progress works, and early access to alternate versions of my cover art where the ladies are naked! They will be released to my website after one month.

Finally, if you want to talk to me directly, you can send me an e-mail at my address:

mistyvixen@outlook.com

And that’s it! Once again, thank you very much for reading my work. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

-Misty

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