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Bruce plunged in and out of Mmerr, keen to show that his
penis was capable of a peak performance. She was clearly satisfied, if the
constant din of pleasure was anything to go by. Further down Zhorta was also
moaning lustfully.

When Bruce judged that he was getting closer to a climax, he
withdrew from Mmerr and descended one level to plant himself in Zhorta’s
welcoming box. He was surprised when the sensation far exceeded his
expectations. Jenna had privately admitted to him that Mort was an
exceptionally well-endowed alien, so Bruce had naturally expected that Zhorta
would be designed to accommodate something that size. But when he entered her
he discovered that she had considerable muscle control, her pussy gripped him
firmly, and the sensation of sliding between her large swollen labia was
wonderful.

Mmerr had elevated her hips as soon as Bruce pulled out of
her, so that with his first thrust into Zhorta he was also able simultaneously
to bury his face in the Trrivv’s delectable pussy and lap hungrily at it.

It was in this excellent arrangement that all three reached
climax. Bruce, perhaps surprisingly given the earlier frustrations of the
women, came first. As he pounded on Zhorta’s capacious rump, he had a sudden
mental picture of himself looking like a midget satisfying a normal sized
woman. It was this vision of a vaguely taboo activity that made him climax. He
gripped Zhorta’s huge hips as hard as he could and hammered more vigorously
against her great arse.

When the pressure was finally more than he could contain, he
leaned his head back and shouted. “Oh yes! I can feel it. I’m going to come in
your huge arse. I’m burying my cock in you. Shake your hips, push against me! I
can feel it. I’m coming…I’m coming… here it is…take this
you…fantastic…great…big…sexy…sadistic…alien…bitch!”

He roared incoherently and buried his face in Mmerr’s
soaking pussy as the tremendous pressure in his loins translated into a series
of excruciatingly pleasant ejaculations deep into Zhorta’s steaming vagina.

His release seemed to be a signal for Zhorta to come too.
Her whole body shook and her great hips gyrated. “That’s it Earth-boy-toy, put
your little cock in a real woman and find out what it’s like!”

All Bruce could do was hold on as Zhorta’s climax wrung his
penis with a series of muscular spasms until he was sure it had been milked
dry. Swimming in pleasure, he ground his face against Mmerr’s snatch, and was
rewarded by one final, drawn out shriek, as she came all over his face.

Satisfied, the three rolled apart and lay gasping happily on
the canvas, grinning at each other.

“You Earth boys sure play hard to get,” remarked Zhorta.
“But you’re worth the getting.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” concurred Mmerr.

Bruce lay there, feeling wrung out and absurdly pleased with
himself. However, his mood only lasted as long as it took Zhorta to speak
again.

“Now, how soon do you think you’ll be ready for round two?”

He sat up wildly. But at that moment a door appeared in the
far wall making it clear that the Reven, at least, felt that he had done
enough.

For the first time Bruce and the Reven were in agreement.

* * * * *

“It is well for you that we managed to salvage that, 276,”
remarked Alpha19 ungraciously. “If the experiment had failed I would have made
it clear in my report that the fault lay squarely with your management of the
controller chips.”

“We did succeed, though,” appealed Psi276. “And the data
seems more than satisfactory. So in practical terms the experiment was a
success.”

“Just—and only because we had to indulge in marginally
permissible manipulation of the subjects” emotions.”

“I will do my best to ensure we do not have a repeat
occurrence.”

“You had better! We have one experiment left and I want it
completed four days out from Homeworld. We need time to sedate the Terrans for
eventual vivisection, eliminate the others, and prepare all data for
presentation to the Council. Make sure tomorrow’s experiment presents no
problems. We will begin straight after nourishment.”

“As you command.”

Chapter Thirteen: Swimming with the Aliens

While Jenna waited for Bruce to return, she spent a relaxing
day exercising, swimming and doing acrobatics in zero gravity. Between these
activities she spent much time with Ranisha and Ghanjihi, learning some basic
techniques for accessing the inner potential that her encounter with the
Premlord had revealed to her.

It was probably one of the most satisfying days of her life.
Even during her most successful times on the triathlon circuit she’d never
enjoyed the sense of well being and accomplishment that she felt now under
their tutelage.

“You have remarkable resources, Jenna,” Ranisha told her as
they concluded a session together. “On Vedia you would be a prime candidate for
a High Priestess role.”

“Are you a High Priestess?”

“Of a kind, but I am also one of the Premlord’s consorts, so
my duties are less proscribed.”

“I regret the fact that I will never get the chance to visit
your world and learn all that you can teach me.”

“Regret nothing until it has come to pass. We live in a
permanent present, where nothing is immutable.”

“I hope you are right.”

Despite all she’d been learning, Jenna was still pleased to
see Bruce stagger through the door, closely followed by a very cheerful looking
Zhorta and Mmerr.

He made it to where she was sitting and flopped wearily down
next to her.

“How was it?”

“Well I’m here to tell you about it, and that’s a major
achievement. But it was touch and go there for a while.”

“Oh my poor Bruce,” Jenna gently teased him in a mommyish
coo. “The naughty big girls weren’t nasty to you were they?”

“You may well laugh. But I was this close to being torn limb
from limb. Those naughty big girls play rough if they don’t get what they
want.”

“So did my brave hero give them what they want?”

“No, I gave them what you want, my sweet.”

“Oh I see, you were that good were you?”

“I was passable,” he conceded with false modesty. “Anyway,
what’s with the twenty questions? And why are you so cheerful when I’ve been
off doing the funky with two insatiable aliens?”

“Well I’ve been learning not to sweat what I’ve got no
control over. And I’m pleased to see you.”

“Likewise. Now what’s for dinner? I’ve worked up a bit of an
appetite.”

* * * * *

They both slept deeply in each other’s arms that night, but
for a change Jenna was aware of dreaming. It was as if there was now a little
partition in her mind that the controller chip couldn’t reach, and within it
her consciousness functioned normally. She didn’t remember the dream when she
woke up, but she did wake with the sensation that as she had slept time had
passed. She even had a vague memory of being held by Bruce through the night.

So she woke happily, almost eager for whatever it was that
the day might bring. Breakfast was another meal shared in friendship, with much
laughter, especially over the unsubtle comments and innuendo that both Mmerr
and Zhorta were directing at an embarrassed Bruce.

All the captives knew that they were in increasing danger as
the ship approached the Reven Homeworld, but there seemed to be a collective
determination not to squander the time that remained to them.

The final experiment began shortly after breakfast when
Jenna, Ranisha and Fritti were all summoned from the room.

Mmerr got the giggles.

“At last Fritti’s going to get the relief he’s craved for
these last few days. What a shame, I had a bet with Zhorta that if he had to
wait another day his nuts would crack. They were so sore he could hardly stand
upright. Perhaps the Reven sensed that there was about to be a nasty incident,
so they thought they’d better intervene. I hope Jenna and Ranisha are feeling
energetic, because satisfying a Fritti in lust is too exhausting even for me.”

Bruce decided to go and see if Ghanjihi would teach him to
meditate. He was finding it hard thinking about the amorous Trrivv with Jenna,
he needed a distraction.

* * * * *

Ranisha, Jenna and Fritti found themselves in a room very
similar to the swimming room in the recreation area—there was a large pool and
a smaller bubbling hot tub. The atmosphere was warm and steamy with soft
lighting, and lots of cushions and fluffy towels scattered about.

“This looks nice,” Ranisha remarked softly to Jenna. “We may
be able to have some good times here, as soon as we’ve settled our little
Trrivv down.”

She grinned at Fritti, who was bouncing around like a rubber
ball, beside himself with glee.

“Yes! Yes! It’s me! It’s me! It’s my turn at last, and I’ve
got both of them. The Terran, the Vedi and yours truly!” He executed an
effortless standing back flip, and then came racing over to the women.

“Who wants to be first? Or do you both want to go together?
Let’s do every crazy thing we can think of and then lets do it again even
crazier. You’ve never had a Trrivv till you’ve had me.”

Jenna couldn’t help laughing.

“Well I’ve never had a Trrivv at all, and what makes you
think I want you?”

Fritti looked crestfallen. “How can you not want me? I want
you. I’m desperate for you. I’ll do anything to have you.”

Jenna felt bad, he seemed so upset, and even more comical in
his distress.

“It’s all right, Fritti,” replied Ranisha soothingly. “We
know you want us, and we know how long you’ve been deprived, and how bad it is
for a virile Trrivv like you not to have release.”

Fritti looked even more sorry for himself.

“Now don’t you worry,” continued Ranisha in the same gentle
manner. “You can have us as many times as you need to, but you also have to
give us some time to ourselves, and you’ll have to do a few things that we want
too.”

Jenna looked inquiringly at Ranisha, silently mouthing the
question “As many times as he needs to?” But Ranisha just smiled in a way that
said “don’t worry, this is a minor distraction, just follow my lead”. Fritti
was certainly pleased by the arrangement.

“Sure, yeah, no problem, that sounds fair enough to me. Any
chance we could start now? Any requests? Any takers?”

“Of course, Fritti,” replied Ranisha. “Couple with me first,
and then go and have a swim while Jenna and I spend some time together.”

As she said this Ranisha strode over to the Trrivv and quite
matter-of-factly knelt before him on her hands and knees so that he could enter
her from behind. Jenna watched incredulously. Fritti yowled with delight, as
his firm cock zeroed in on Ranisha’s pussy and was inside her in a second. His
tail wrapped around her waist to hold her tight, his hands grasped her buttocks
and he pumped in and out at a speed a rabbit would have been proud of. In less
than a minute he reached a climax and, with a lot of noise, came inside her.

As soon as he’d finished, she stood up.

“There now, how was that Fritti? Feeling better?”

“Oh much better. That was great. You want me to have a swim
now right?”

“Right.”

“How long before I can have another go, I’d like to try the
same thing with Jenna.”

“Soon, Fritti. Come and tell us when you’ve swum a hundred
lengths.”

“How could you do that?” asked Jenna when Ranisha returned
to sit beside her.

“How could I not? Poor Fritti, have you not seen how much he
has suffered? The Trrivv are a highly sexed species. Coupling once a day is
regarded as abstinence where Fritti and Mmerr come from. The Reven know this.
It has been a deliberate and typical cruelty to make him wait for this long
before release. He is almost mad with desire, and you will find that as we ease
his tension his personality will alter markedly.”

“I had not realized. I just assumed he was a horny little
pervert.”

“Not Fritti. He is a very normal Trrivv, and a very likeable
one. I have a great fondness for the Trrivv, they are very uncomplicated in
matters of sex and desire.”

Jenna looked at Fritti with new eyes. She’d been so tied up
with her own pain that she hadn’t realized some of the others might be
suffering too. She marveled at the way Fritti was knifing through the water,
like an otter.

“I hadn’t expected him to be such a good swimmer. He reminds
me so much of the cats on our world that I assumed he would hate water.”

“Oh no, quite the opposite. The Trrivv are an aquatic race.
They spend a lot of their time in the water, and even use great water filled
pipes and canals as part of their transportation system. Now, that’s enough
about the Trrivv. He will be back all too soon. I wish to spend some moments of
intimacy with you.”

Jenna suddenly felt uncomfortable.

“I’ve never been with a woman before, I’m not sure if I’m
that way inclined.”

“It is not necessarily a matter of inclination, there are
many factors involved. If you want to play semantics, you could argue that I am
not really a woman in Terran terms, I am of another species altogether. I
prefer to think, however, that we are all individuals capable of giving
pleasure to other individuals.”

“In that case, I’m persuaded. Where do we sit.”

“Over here where it is comfortable.”

No sooner had they sat down, than an anxious Fritti
reappeared.

“I’ve done one hundred lengths of the pool, Ranisha. It’s
not too soon is it?”

“Of course not my dear Fritti. Now, Jenna is not sure that
she wishes to mate at this moment, so you are welcome to do it with me again if
you wish.”

“No wait,” interrupted Jenna, surprising herself with her
boldness. “I’d be happy to mate with you Fritti. Is just here all right.”

“Anywhere you want Jenna. Just say. And any way you want as
well.”

Jenna thought she should make an effort to be creative so
she lay flat on her stomach and arched her butt up off the floor.

Fritti didn’t need instructions, within a second he was
squatting over her, inserting his cock into her slit from the back. It was
comfortable, even enjoyable. It certainly felt pleasantly illicit allowing
someone she hardly knew to enter her as casually as she might shake his hand.

“Oh that’s good Jenna, you have a great backside even
without a tail.”

“Oh Fritti, you say the nicest things,” she replied with a
laugh, and wiggled her bottom to excite him.

Fritti didn’t need any help though. As with Ranisha it was
all over in a minute, and he was cheerfully dismounting.

“This is going well, isn’t it? The three of us make great
music together.”

“Indeed we do, Fritti,” agreed Ranisha. “But again, Jenna
and I need some time together. Go and have another swim, but this time do two
hundred lengths.”

“Sure, no problem. But then can we do it again?”

“Certainly, as many times as you need.”

Cheerfully the Trrivv dived into the pool with barely a
ripple, and Jenna and Ranisha picked up where they’d left off as if nothing had
happened, despite the evidence of Fritti’s pleasure trickling down both their
thighs.

“Let us take a moment to attune ourselves to each other,”
proposed Ranisha.

They sat facing each other and swayed gently together until
their faces were touching. Jenna had never kissed a woman passionately.
Ranisha’s skin was soft, and her mouth was firm and full. For a long moment
they stayed lightly touching, their breath mingling. Then Ranisha parted her
lips a little, and Jenna followed suit. A long slow exploration ensued. Moist
tongues ventured between perfect teeth, met, withdrew, met again, and gently
tasted each other. Then their lips pressed together more firmly and their
tongues probed more deeply, exploring each other’s mouth, twirling around each
other’s tongue. It was a long and beautiful kiss. Jenna had always been enticed
by Ranisha, and this delicate stimulation filled her with desire.

With shaking hands she reached up to feel Ranisha’s breasts.
They were full and heavy, the skin so delicate that her fingers seemed to glide
across their smooth, curved surfaces. Ranisha responded with a similar touch.
She stroked Jenna’s breasts softly and expertly, massaging her firm orbs and
circling her nipples. Jenna’s desire mounted and she moaned softly into
Ranisha’s mouth.

Then she emitted a different sort of moan, one of
frustration, when a voice sounded loudly in her ear.

“This looks like great fun, can I join in?”

Ranisha pulled away and smiled at the dripping Fritti.

“What, two hundred lengths already? Or did you just loose count?”

“No honestly, I have swum two hundred lengths. But I went
fast because I’m still feeling a bit tense.”

“What would you like to do then?”

“Something a little kinky, perhaps?”

“You name it.”

“All this breast rubbing has got me going. How about I come on
your tits?”

“That’s fine, isn’t it Jenna.”

“Uh, yeah, sure, I suppose, if you say so.”

“Great, great. Why don’t the two of you turn to face me and
start rubbing?”

Jenna really wasn’t happy about this, but she was trying to
learn from the Vedi to be more open to new things. So when Ranisha cheerfully
turned to face Fritti and began rubbing and squeezing her breasts with both
hands, Jenna did likewise.

Fritti, without any sign of embarrassment, stood in front of
them rubbing his cock and talking incessantly. As he talked his hand moved
faster and faster and his voice got louder and louder.

“This is great. Two pair of the finest tits I’ve ever seen.
It doesn’t even matter that they have no fur. One pair of perfect blue tits,
and one pair of perfect cream tits. That’s the way, rub them and squeeze them
for me. Oh, yeah, they’re great, I like your nipples. Look how hard they are!
That’s right play with your nipples. Oh what great tits. Here I come, I can
feel it, I’m almost there, here it is. Oh yeah, all over your wonderful tits.”

As he shouted this his moving hand looked like a blur, and
then a gush of hot cum sprayed out, liberally sprinkling Jenna’s and Ranisha’s
tits.