Alien Vacation Ch. 08

"Anyway, let's go," she said. Xin took his hand and led him away. The beach was gone now, replaced by a side path along a broad, beautiful house with a pool in the back. "Follow my lead on how I present this, okay? You'll catch on quick. I think you'll dig it. Oh, and Kyle?"

"Yeah?"

She turned again, this time wrapping her arms around him tightly and kissing him with passion. "Thank you. For all of this. For everything."

"You're thanking me?" he laughed.

"Yes. For making me so happy. For sharing your happiness with me. I'm going to be thanking you for the rest of your life. And I'm glad to do it." She turned to lead him on, but stopped to turn around and take his hands. "Oh. And. We need to hire a butler. A hot, sexy, devoted, fuckable lady butler."

"Uh. Why? Where'd you get that idea?"

"I've been playing. You'll see. I'm just saying I want the other side of the game. For both of us. Come on."

She led him around toward the pool deck, but in a rush, she was too far ahead of him. Then she was gone. He stepped forward and realized something had changed: he was in black swimming trunks now. Nothing else concealed his nicely cut body, though. Kyle kept walking, coming around the corner of the house, when he saw Xin in her slender brunette form again. She wasn't alone. The others were all collected closely enough for a conversation with Xin. They seemed to have been talking before Kyle arrived.

Angela sat in one of the cushioned pool patio chairs, wearing a sleek purple bikini that showed off virtually all of her tanned skin. He couldn't see her backside from here, of course, but everything about the sweep of those bottoms across her hips suggested a g-string. Miranda wore a bikini, too, though hers was black slightly more conservative than Angela's, if "conservative bikini" was even a thing. Despite having more material than Angela's, her bikini was a little more evocative of the lingerie Miranda wore during her first meeting with Kyle. Asami went for leaopard print, something that seemed playful, maybe even sarcastic (who wore leopard print?), and still downright sexy.

Each of them looked achingly beautiful. Old habits long ingrained in his mindset marked them as unreachable, intimidating, out of his league, and of course he'd been in a relationship for the last few years, putting another limiting habit on his reflexes...except that thought only lasted long enough to have it.

He was free of all those limits now. He'd been with them. Each of them. And with the similarly gorgeous Xin who stood talking to them. They had all been intimate with him, affectionate, full of desire and openly longing for much more.

All three women turned their eyes from Xin to Kyle. He didn't see joyful surprise or come-hither looks, but Miranda gestured for him to come over. She seemed to be taking something very seriously. So was Asami. Angela, on the other hand, seemed entirely relaxed and even a little amused. Xin looked over her bare shoulder to Kyle with a patient grin.

Suddenly, he was grateful for the swimming trunks as he walked over. Just the sight of these women had him growing erect again, but apparently the trunks of this dreamland kept it all comfortably concealed.

"Hello, Kyle. Is it really you now?" Miranda asked. She didn't sound angry, more like someone who was playing along with something odd for the sake of seeing where it would go. He couldn't blame her. She gestured to Xin. "We've all been having a talk with the, ah, 'manifestation of your power' here, but it would be nice to speak with you directly, too."

"Even if it's a dream," said Asami, glancing around skeptically. "A dream that feels an awful lot like being awake. Most vivid dream I've ever had."

"I'm here," said Kyle. "It's really me. And it's a dream, but it's...well. We're all really here, consciously, at least."

"Semi-consciously. Mostly conscious," corrected Xin with a smile. "Your thoughts and your decisions here are sound."

"So, what have you been talking about?" Kyle asked warily.

"They know pretty much everything I know," said Angela, not getting up from her chair. "Except I didn't know your powers had a mind of their own."

"Not entirely," Xin said with that same sweetness that implied everyone was already friends. "We are merged. The point of showing you this separation was so you would understand his...conditions are not of his own making. And to be more open about us, and the nature of our bond. We are one, effectively, but it seemed a distinction you deserved to know as a matter of being fully informed and understanding, if nothing else. Kyle longs to be fully intimate with you. All of you. He has some slight barriers to that which aren't of his own making."

Kyle knew Xin wasn't entirely truthful about the distinction between being merged and having a separate mind. He also knew she had to keep some secrets.

Miranda listened, then regarded Kyle with a smirk. "You have psychic powers fueled by promiscuous sex."

Kyle wondered if he might be blushing. Hopefully being in a dream would prevent that. He didn't want to blush, but he felt like it. "Yeah, I know how it sounds. And I might not have drawn all this up myself, but I consented and I enjoy it. I want it. If I'm going to be as honest with you as I can be, I have to own that."

"And you're building a harem of lovers in addition to the promiscuity," said Asami. "One that won't stop with the three of us." She did a masterful job of hiding her opinions on it. He could've read anything into her tone and expression. Anything at all.

"...yes," said Kyle. He figured the negative read would be the most reasonable. He wondered if he and Xin had blown it by being so honest, but then, being manipulative or deceitful didn't cut it, either.

"The manifestation of your powers here has explained that it's very problematic to use your powers for good in an active sense," Miranda went on, making sure they were all on the same page. "Limits, unforeseen circumstances, all that. You can do some good on a limited scale, but it's mostly going to be sex and partying all the time. And that's the best way to sustain everything." She still sounded skeptical.

"Yeah, I wish I could do more. But yeah. Doing more is complicated."

"But your feelings for us are real?" asked Asami. "You're not faking that?"

"Yes, that's real," said Kyle. "If all that wasn't real, would we even be...okay, there's no points for doing what's expected. I'm not hiding behind that, either. Yes, it's real. I have feelings for all of you. Serious feelings."

He glanced to Angela, who merely shrugged and still seemed amused. Apparently she was okay with everything.

Then Miranda grinned. "And we of your harem benefit wildly from all this?" she taunted. Her words were chosen with a little sarcasm, but her smile was completely sincere.

His heart stopped. She'd been okay with this all along, he realized. Asami's lips spread into a smile, too. She felt the same.

"Health, vitality, enhanced beauty and greatly enhanced sexuality?" Miranda continued. "Protection and support from your psychic powers?" Her hand came up to stroke his side. "And we get you?"

"Yes," Kyle said with a heavy breath. Hadn't he just gotten laid? Hadn't he been through so much sex already today? His body and his emotions still reacted like all of this was a big deal. Anticipation and excitement still ran through him like every instance was momentous and special. He hoped it always would.

"And each other?" asked Asami. She stepped in, too, tracing one hand over Kyle's arm. He realized her other hand stroked Miranda's ass.

"I'd...really like that," Kyle breathed. Beyond the sexual fantasy turn-on, the thought of them all being together in harmony seemed like an even bigger dream.

"In terms of our powers, it's best when Kyle's pleasures are the focal point," spoke up Xin, stepping behind them. She winked just to let him know she was still reading his mind as she added, "The bonds between us will spread that around to you all. But beyond that, yes. We will all be very happy together."

Miranda's blue eyes came up from Kyle's chest to hold his gaze. Her smile looked hungry. "I think I'll like all of that quite a lot," she said. He thought she might kiss him, but as she spoke, her fingers hooked over the top of his swim trunks and pulled down. Miranda descended, kneeling on a folded towel that had appeared perfectly for her knees. As soon as his erect cock sprang free, Miranda's lips caressed it from base to head, her eyes still on his the entire time. "You have my absolute consent," she said. Then her mouth descended over the head and all along the shaft.

"Oh my god," breathed Kyle. This wasn't getting any less momentous, either.

Asami stepped in, sensuously painting herself against his now naked body as he experienced Miranda's blowjob. She kissed his neck, her lips trailing up to his ear. "We can keep our own arrangement private, right?" Asami whispered, and then shuddered as if she'd just had a delicious idea. "Or maybe that's not for me to decide?" she offered.

She continued to shower him with affection while Miranda worked his cock. Kyle's eyes fluttered closed and open and closed again, but he looked to Angela to make sure she didn't feel left out. Much to the contrary, he saw her rise from the chair, smiling...and then saw her sensuously crawling across the deck.

He didn't interrupt. Miranda and Asami kept at him. They had him feeling too good to keep his eyes open until Asami gasped. Her body tugged a little at his. Kyle saw why as soon as he opened his eyes: Angela was on her knees behind her, tugging Asami's bikini bottoms down.

Her hands spread over Asami's ass from behind. Without a word or preamble, with only a grin as a warning, Angela smoothly buried her face between Asami's cheeks. With Miranda still at Kyle's cock, both he and Asami were left moaning.

The four lingered, with two actively providing deep pleasure for the others. Miranda didn't keep it up until a finish, though. She didn't have to. The point was made, and it wasn't as if Kyle's dreamscape would be short on other fun or satisfaction. Kyle didn't feel entitled to a finish, given that he didn't remotely feel entitled to any of this at all. When she released him from her mouth and rose up to stand, he was equally grateful for her kiss.

"I need to wake up for a bit," said Miranda. "You have all the fun you want without me. I'll see you soon enough, anyway."

"Why are you waking up?" asked Kyle. Asami clung to his arm, gasping and whimpering at Angela's assault.

"I need to make a few upgrades to our plans for Vegas. Nothing I can't do online even in the middle of the night. But knowing all of this now, I think my earlier plans were a bit too conservative. After this, some extravagance is in order."

She walked off and quickly faded out. Asami kept whimpering against him. Once Miranda was gone she caught Kyle's eye with a wordless plea. All she needed to get her point across was a tilt of her head toward the convenient bedroom in the house behind a wide-open sliding door.

"Go ahead," Kyle said, giving her the permission she craved. "I'll be with you when you wake up."

Asami looked down to Angela, stroking her hair. "Please," Asami whispered. "Please."

"Gladly," Angela replied. She stood, giving Kyle a peck on the cheek, before walking hand in hand with Asami off to the bed.

That left him alone with Xin, who had stood by watching with interest the whole time. "They won't remember everything perfectly," she said. "They don't know I'm an alien, or that I still have a separate mind. But they understand enough now to be comfortable with everything. Comfortable and enthusiastic."

"Thank you," said Kyle.

"My pleasure. This is all my pleasure," Xin added with a grin. "Now, what about yours?"

He grinned back. "Oh, I think you know exactly what I want right now."

"Of course," Xin replied with approval and agreement. She pointed behind him. He turned.

He was back in the palatial bedroom carved within the great tree. The high priestess of the night elves rose up on her knees on the bed, naked but for the collar and the silvery thin chain. His slut held out the chain to him with an expectant smile.

Kyle took the chain in hand at the edge of the bed and gently tugged. The night elf beauty came forward, taking his cock into her mouth and servicing his desires.

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