Alien Vacation Ch. 06

The shiver that ran through his current partner's body carried through to her service on his cock. So did the moans that quickly followed.

"Wow," Kyle breathed. He thought to Xin, I didn't realize they were both into women...?

I spent some time with them both while they slept. Emily was always interested in experimenting a little, at least. Angela was...open to being persuaded. It didn't take much. There's that saying about how there's no zealot like a convert, y'know?

"Mmmh!" Emily whined with pleasure. Angela's fingers slipped over her ass to spread the younger woman's cheeks wider.

And this, darling, is how and why you won't have to worry about any jealousy issues. Not with the ones who want to be closest. Not as long as you're willing to share, anyway.

Kyle's whole body shuddered as Emily worked him even harder, only now she seemed to need his cock as an anchor while Angela overwhelmed her. That's basically it, yeah, Xin affirmed. She sounded almost breathless in his mind. I've got a good chain going with the three of you and it's fucking incredible. Lie back and soak it in. You're doing your part.

He did as she asked. Emily devoured him, begging with wordless grunts and moans for Angela to continue. The taste of her teased his lips and tongue, too, as if he shared Angela's senses in all of this. Though it was only distant hints, he felt sure Angela was enjoying this as much as her partners, and wanted it just as much if not more.

What do you mean about Angela being persuaded? Kyle thought.

Mmmmh...I'll tell you everything later? Xin half-offered, half-pleaded. I want to focus on this.

He couldn't argue that. Within a few breaths, he felt his first orgasm build. It wouldn't be the last before they were done with this.

* * *

It was still early yet. Xin saw to an efficient rest. Even after a very late and very active night, the three had awakened early enough to have their fun without losing any of the morning.

Emily had places to be. Kyle and Angela did not. While the younger woman showered and got dressed again, the others talked and played in bed, careful not to engage too deeply before they could see their other partner off. It wasn't until Emily stepped out of the bathroom, fully dressed once more, that they stopped touching one another. Both slipped out of the bed, naked and shameless.

"Damn, you're both gorgeous," Emily grinned.

"So are you," the other two said at once, then laughed.

Emily shared a goodbye kiss with Angela and a hug on still-wobbly legs. Then she fell into Kyle's arms. "I've gotta get back to my life," she said.

"I know."

"I'm not ready for anything serious. It's not what I'm looking for. But you've got my number and my email now. Anytime you want me, you know I won't refuse," she grinned up at him.

"Anytime you need a friend, too, you just call, okay?" said Kyle. "Doesn't have to be this."

Her grin widened. Her hug tightened. "Okay."

A thought occurred to him before he let her go. It was one he'd considered before. He felt a buzz of assurance in his mind, along with approval...and affection for it. Go ahead, Xin told him. It won't be weird. She'll take it as it's intended, no questions asked. I'll cover.

"Hey. Last thing," said Kyle. He slipped away from her, reaching into the gym bag on the table against the wall. "Angela and I had some business here yesterday and you helped, so...also I just want to be good to my friends." He produced a pair of stacked and wrapped hundred dollar bills. "This is for you. Whatever you want with it."

Emily's eyes snapped wide. "Holy shit. Where...? Are you sure? How much is this?"

"It should be twenty grand," said Kyle. "They wrap these things in ten thousands. Where it came from is a long story. It was going to go to a very bad cause until it fell into our laps. 'Finders, keepers' y'know? Don't go putting it all into your bank account without a good way to explain it, though."

She nodded in solemn but excited understanding. "Totally. It's fine. I hear you. Oh wow, Kyle, this solves so many problems in my life right now. You don't even know."

"We're friends," he said, shrugging. "If you have any other problems, you let me know?"

"I'll do that," said Emily. Her cell phone buzzed, drawing her attention to it as she pulled it out of her pocket. "I have to get going. Family stuff today. I'll take care of this. Thank you so much. For everything." Emily tugged him close, kissing him eagerly again before she made her way out of the suite.

Kyle turned to find Angela grinning at him. Naked, glamour-model-gorgeous, and grinning. "That was sweet. You didn't have to do that."

"Seemed like the right thing to do. Part of me wonders if I shouldn't give her half of my share."

"You made all this happen. You didn't have to share any of it at all. And she knows you'll come running with all the help you can give if she ever needs it. I think she'll be fine."

"I just want her to be happy. You, too."

She slipped in close, running her fingers up his inner thigh until she sensuously gripped his cock. "I want my turn with this," she said. Her eyes and her smile dazzled him on the way in for a kiss. Then he felt himself pushed back onto the bed. Angela's legs slid up along his as she mounted him. "Just relax," she told him.

After everything they'd already shared this morning, neither of them needed further foreplay. Angela maneuvered into place and sank down onto his cock with fluttering eyes and a joyful moan. She rocked on him slowly, leaning back in a cowgirl position to give him an indulgent view of her gorgeous body and complete freedom to touch.

"Oooh fuck yes," Angela moaned. Seated on his groin and penetrated by his cock, Angela's voice shook and fell to shameless intimacy. His hands slipped up along her legs, then her sides, then gently teased at her breasts. She took his wrists and guided them further, wanting to be grabbed and fondled as they fucked. Her breath quickened.

He was glad to do something to return at least a little of the attention she gave him. Given the morning he'd already had, he felt a little guilty about playing the recipient yet again.

Do not, Xin soothed him. I know you are still concerned about the details. About the catch. You wonder where you'll go too far or take something for granted. It's not a problem, Kyle. Let it all go. Be lustful and dirty and let our women serve. They'll get as much from this as you.

Don't worry about boundaries or baggage. She welcomes your lust, for you and for others. Share every dirty desire freely. You're on the same wavelength now.

How? Kyle wondered. It wasn't as if he needed Xin's encouragement at this point. Every stroke of her inner walls around him was heaven. Her urgings were meant to sink in deeper than this one moment.

His eyes fluttered closed. The world around him grew distant, yet still exactly the same. He felt Angela's body and all the pleasures she gave. He heard her voice and felt the comfort of the bed. Yet he was someplace else, too. Someplace new and entirely different.

Someone else, too.

Angela and I shared a dream last night, explained Xin. As if in a dream of his own, Kyle's world turned to a different bed in a large room where sunlight spilled through sheer white curtains and a sliding glass door.

She shared the dream with him. Kyle experienced every sight and every touch and heard every word as if he'd dreamt it himself. Distantly, he knew Angela's mind fell into echoes of the same moments. His body trembled with the same sensual pleasure Angela experienced. Where his anatomy did not match, the blurred nature of the dream state allowed his real body to react without question or dissonance. As Angela came, so did Kyle.

In the physical world, his body had hers with which to share their reactions. His cock erupted inside her, pumping her full as she cried out in all the same moments with her own throbbing orgasms.

The dream faded away. The impact only deepened. Angela swayed over him, still upright in a haze of ecstasy.

"God, psychic sex powers are the best," Angela moaned.

Kyle blinked. "What?"

She doesn't know it all. She doesn't know about me. Nobody but you can know about me. But she knows enough that you can be comfortable telling her how it works.

When I say I persuade, I persuade. When I say someone is with us, we have won them over. I don't exert a constant influence. I gain permission to flip some switches, as it were, and then I let things play out from there. I am bonded with you, I am invested in you, and I want to share all of this with and through you, but never doubt how good this is for others. I enjoy it through them, too. They have to want and enjoy this for me to have any fun. Angela is on the same page with us in all our plans.

She knows she's safe with you. She knows she's respected. Don't worry about any of that. She's on board with every fucktoy fantasy you could have because it's just as good for her, too.

Angela laid against him, still keeping his tool embraced within her. "Hey," she murmured. "This is all as serious as I think it is, right?"

"If it's serious and fun at the same time, yeah," Kyle breathed.

"So we're gonna play with other women a lot and it's okay if I get a little mushy, too?"

"Even if it's more than a little."

"Good. I want to have my cake and eat it, too," said Angela. She grinned at the quizzical look on his face. "I'm already feeling mushy about you, but I don't want it to get in the way of the rest. I've never felt this good, and I've never wanted to be this slutty. Never felt like putting sex first in a relationship. Never thought it would feel good." Her lips fell upon his hungrily and her hips gave his cock another grind, punctuating desire over affection. "I don't want my feelings to get in the way of being your personal porn star. And I can't wait to bring in some others."

* * *

The hotel restaurant offered a nice enough change of scenery for breakfast, though Kyle hardly paid any attention to it with Angela seated across from him. She had an amazing glow he knew he could credit to Xin's influence. Angela understood it intuitively, too, though she knew nothing of Xin. Full details were still off-limits, of course; he had a strange accident in the storm the other night that awoke these abilities, nothing more. It was still enough. Xin understood Kyle's need for some confidants.

To his relief, Angela took it all in without suspicion or shock. Everything made more sense to her now. If anything, it only made her more excited about their relationship.

"So it's superpowers? Like the Avengers?" Angela asked with a grin.

"Uh. More like one of the Netflix shows?" said Kyle. "I like to help people when I come across a problem if there's something I can do about it, but I have to kinda keep it on the down-low. I don't belong on a big stage like...well, like those movies. Lots can go wrong even with the best intentions. Life doesn't really work out like that neatly. I don't want to wind up doing more harm than good. Plus, God only knows what would happen to me if the wrong people found out."

"Yeah, I hear you," she said. They didn't worry about talking about it in public. Between other conversations and space between their booth and the others, the restaurant provided plenty of cover. Aside from that, there was always Xin.

"Besides, it sounds like the biggest focus of your power is sex," Angela added with a wink. "Fucking feeds your power, your power is mostly good for finding more sex."

"I know this sounds self-indulgent, but it turns out variety helps. I get a lot out of being with you, but the, uh, power wants lots of partners. Not that I'm complaining."

"Neither am I. Sounds like a great way to live and I'm all for it, but the sex focus kinda limits what you can do with it."

"That and all the ethical issues," Kyle admitted. "I mean if we're being totally honest here, I'm playing it pretty dodgy there as it is. Think I have to on some levels, though. Kind of a Catch-22 there unless I'm not gonna do any of this at all."

"Yeah, but let's not get crazy," Angela joked. "I mean if you find a million dollars and your only choices are to spend it or set it on fire..." She trailed off, almost blushing. "Um. Yeah. And there's that, too."

"Yup." Kyle nodded. "We have to do something about that. Soon. I don't know about you, but I sure don't want to be worried I'm gonna misplace my bag of loot or constantly worry about what might happen to it." His lips twitched into a conspiratorial frown. "We're gonna have to launder it," he said.

"I know. Can't say I have any experience with that, though. Any ideas?"

"Well...a couple."

Do it, Xin urged him gleefully, reading the idea in his mind. Tell her and do it. We can be good guys and we can be naughty, too. You know you want to.

"It's naughty," he warned.

"Oh? So what's that make us? 'Something good, something bad, little bit of both?'" She grinned. He laughed. "What's the plan?"

I like this plan, Xin chimed in as she read his thoughts. I like this plan a lot.

"I've had some big financial offices on my courier routes. I figured maybe I'd go out there and find somebody to help us...the same way I found a couple of other people who have helped me. And you, if I'm...mostly honest."

Angela's grin only deepened as she caught on to his naughty thoughts. "Anything I can do to help?"

Yes. Yes, there is.

* * *

They traveled separately, with Kyle back on his motorcycle and Angela in a rental car. She would need it until the cops finished searching her own car and released it from impound. As much as the thought of getting on the back of his bike appealed to her, she had no appropriate clothes for it, nor did Kyle have a spare helmet. It wasn't long before the two met up in the parking annex of a Century City office tower.

Angela wore a colorful, comfortable summer dress. Kyle's saddlebags hung over his left shoulder. He carried his helmet low in his left hand. He never had a uniform or any gear with a company logo, but he and other messengers came through here enough that nobody would think twice about his appearance.

It's so much easier to help you go unnoticed or overlooked if you seem like you actually belong. This is a good plan. This is gonna be a fun plan, too.

"This is way more upscale than the office I work in," said Angela. She slipped her hand into his as they walked across the street to the office tower. "I mean, that office is nice and they make good money, but the company would never be able to afford enough space in a place like this. Although I suppose if this works out, I'm gonna have to put in my two weeks' notice."

"Turns out my boss was all too happy to let me go when I emailed him this morning," said Kyle. Of course, his phone was long dead given his lack of a charger at the hotel and all the distractions he'd enjoyed there. He needed to use the hotel's business office just to send it. "By the time I got through the rest of my messages, he replied saying he didn't need me to stick around. Everybody else wants more hours, anyway. Plus he's kind of an ass, so I don't really mind."

"His loss," Angela chuckled. She slipped her hand into his for a squeeze.

He squeezed back before letting go after they crossed the street. "Okay, we're only walking in close together by coincidence now," said Kyle. "The coffee shop is on the right."

"Got it," said Angela.

They passed through big glass doors to enter the tower's nicely-appointed lobby. Men and women taking early lunches trickled out of the elevators. From the clothes in view and the décor of the lobby, it was clear this tower held high-end businesses. Kyle knew of only a handful of the tenant companies. It was enough to figure this spot was a good bet.

Nobody paid Kyle or Angela any mind. They had no reason. Even so, their mere naughty intent gave them both a little thrill as they turned to the coffee shop and the privacy of its restrooms... and then Kyle slowed down.

Wait a second, he thought. This plan sucks.

What's wrong? Xin asked. Oh. Seriously?

People are going to lunch. I don't want to tie up a bathroom people might need. That's just rude.

You're ready to transgress over all these ethical boundaries of your culture, but you don't want to tie up the bathroom?

Hey, you might be renovating my body and a few others, but for most people some of these biological functions aren't so easy to manage. They can be a real drag. Or worse. Tying up a bathroom like this is just rude.

Xin practically sighed in his mind. Hold on, let me scan... Okay. This way. There's a staff-only restroom for the building employees around the corner from the elevators. They keep it meticulously clean. There are only four or five people who might use it right now and they can all find others. Happens all the time. Silly humans.

Angela turned that way ahead of him, prompted by a subtle suggestion from Xin to alter their plan. Kyle feigned a check of his dead cell phone, reminding himself to find a charger. With a little inconspicuous space between them, Kyle followed.

She opened the bathroom door before he knocked, letting him into the space without a word and throwing the deadbolt behind him. As Xin promised, someone kept this place comfortable and clean.

He set down his helmet and saddlebags, shedding his leather jacket to lay it on top of them. Angela stepped in close with an expectant grin. She ran her fingers down his simple t-shirt. "So. Guess we're gonna have to make do with cramped quarters, huh?" she asked.

"This is a new experience for me," Kyle admitted, grinning with anticipation. "Going somewhere specifically planning on sex. Anything short of being completely spontaneous or dancing around the subject would get me in trouble. Sex just for the sake of sex was never okay. I never felt like I was entitled or anything close to that, but the whole thing was..." He rolled his eyes. "Sorry. Baggage."

"No apologies. I've got my baggage, too. It sounds like your ex had a lot of hang-ups. And she liked to keep you on your back foot all the time."

"Yeah. She did. That's a good way of putting it."

"I'm not her," Angela grinned. She tugged his belt loose and had his jeans unfastened in a few quick moves, never once breaking eye contact. "And anyway, this is totally spontaneous. It's so spontaneous I started teasing myself in the car when I was halfway here. And then I left my panties in the car."

Kyle's desires soared. He kissed Angela deeply, hungrily, before spinning her around in place. She gripped the sink and stuck her ass out to him, looked back in the bathroom mirror when he pushed her skirt up out of the way.

He grunted and she groaned as he penetrated her. Angela pushed back, welcoming that cock deep inside once more. Kyle felt the thrill of synergy as he took what his body wanted and gave hers exactly what she desired. "Oh god just like that," Angela breathed.

Fuck yes, Xin agreed. I see a whole lot of quickies in our future. Along with all the other styles.

Kyle thrust into Angela, controlling her hips with his hands. Selfishness seemed like a virtue now.

You're damn right it is. This little boost will make everything else so much easier. Don't worry about making noise. Nobody will bother us. Anyone in earshot will ignore it and tune it out. This is my domain as long as you're fucking. Relax your mind and enjoy the ride.

He did. Angela pushed back into him, wanting more and more in a rise of desire that mirrored his own. The union of their bodies gave him a sense of freedom: he was free to lust after her, free to grope and thrust, free to come. A glance of her face in the mirror revealed only bliss. Kyle's eyes blinked to a close. With each penetration of her pussy, his pleasure climbed, but something else drifted into his mind along with his pleasure. Xin gave him a glimpse of her psychic search.