Switch: Alien Invasion/Violence&S*x-Chapter 143 - 6ixsome 2 +18

This time, as her inner muscles grip and pull my rod and my sister shakes and shudders above me, I loose my ejaculate deep into her womb. I have held off my own pleasure for so long that when it finally hits, it is like a mountain diving into an ocean of utter bliss. Wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure flows from my head down to my abdomen, and pure flame jets from my loins into my perverted sister.

I do not know how long I lie there shooting or even how much I leave in her, but as I reopen my eyes, I notice the yellow light is already on me, and my still hard member is firmly seated within Harana. When did that happen? The alien’s back is to me, but her hips are rocking back and forth while Tina stands in front of her, hands on the back of Harana’s head. From the look of bliss on Tina’s face, Harana really knows how to use her two tongues. Glancing around, I see Loveth off to the side, scooping my cum from within her and sucking her fingers clean. Stephanie and Vage are making out, rubbing their bodies against each other.

Harana’s alien canal grips my prick hard, and I moan as her tingling juices sluice out of her. Leaning up, I slip my hands under her arms and lean back. I grip a breast in each hand and move my hips against her, truly enjoying the sensations her juices make as they trickle down my member.

I see Tina glaring at me for taking away her source of pleasure, and just to be contrary, I stick my tongue out at her. Her glare deepens and then turns into a smile.

I watch warily, still fucking the moaning alien, as Tina walks over to Loveth, then to Stephanie and Vage. A moment later, Vage gets up and walks over to the other women. All five of them start rubbing against each other, slipping fingers into holes and tongues into other places, basically becoming one mass of moaning female bodies.

Tina is on her hands and knees, sucking out what little is left of my sperm from Loveth. She takes just long enough to turn to me and stick out her tongue before turning back to her moaning meal.

Laughing at a well-played ploy, I notice her give a nice little shake to her behind and know the invitation is there. I have already enjoyed her pussy numerous times today, and I am not going to pass up a shot at her tight ass.

My penis is still tingling from Harana’s slick fluids, and I press into her puckered anus. She grunts for a second and then shoves back hard, taking my whole length into her colon. I can only imagine what Harana’s juices are doing for her.

Thus goes the night for quite a few hours. At some point, I think it was Stephanie who turned off the gravity in our room, adding a whole new level to our enjoyment.

•••••

The sun is just rising as Vage’s ship hovers on the edge of the atmosphere. I avail myself of the interesting alien cleansing utilities. I step into a tube, and just like in some of the Jetsons episodes, I suddenly find myself clean and feeling slightly refreshed.

"Oh, poo," Stephanie pouts. "What fun is that if you can’t fool around in there?"

We both look at my limp and lifeless member and burst out laughing. I am going to need a week to recover from last night, much less from the rest of yesterday.

While Stephanie gets clean, I go in to spend some time with my kids. I realize how busy I have been and regret the time I could have spent learning about this new species. I have been so busy, though, and I know nothing about being a father.

"They are strong," Vage’s voice says behind me, and I turn to look at her. It is rare when she chooses to speak my language.

"They will live?" I ask, suddenly not sure I want to hear the answer.

She looks at them for a while, and I know she is formulating her response. "Whatever you did for them made them very strong." The way she says that seems odd, and I look at the six forms again. Have they already grown? I sense their life force, and just as had happened on the day they were born, I can feel it strong and vibrant. Their life switch is fully on, and I almost get the impression that it is straining to increase even more. But how can you be more alive than, well, alive?

"Do they have any names yet?" I ask, wondering why it never occurred to me to ask before.

"We do not give names to our young until they mature," Vage tells me, this time using the nanites. I nod as though that makes perfect sense.

Stephanie walks in and sees me standing over the kids, and a soft smile spreads across her face. I think now is a good time to tell her how I feel, but an odd sound plays out, and it takes me a second to recognize the melody from the original Zelda game.

Stephanie pulls out her cell phone and answers it.

"We have cell phone coverage up here?" I ask.

"Leslie," is the only response I get, and it makes sense. Somehow the genius has tied this vessel into Earth’s cellular network.

My girlfriend hangs up and looks sheepish.

"That was Stacy. She was wondering what I’ve been up to the last few days. Oh, and she was glad to hear you were okay, Nick." She looks at her feet, and I suspect what she is hesitant about.

"You want to go see her?" I state rather than ask.

"What? No, there is too much to do up here," she tells me, but I see through it.