Cuculiformes 02 Pt. 02

She quickly reached up and kissed his cheek. "Tonight."

"Tonight," he repeated, leaving.

She watched him saunter out. It was a dangerous game she was playing, having him bring extra breakfast. There was a fine line between the danger of letting him have his way and getting fucked in her workplace, and the thrill of letting him try his luck. She knew she shouldn't tempt him, but she equally knew she'd be wearing nothing to stop his exploring fingers under her long shirt tomorrow either.

But before then, she'd have to get this breakfast down and get through some work.

********** José sat outside Brooke's quarters and listened to Rolley work her over. Was he addicted to the sound of the two of them fucking? Maybe, it was certainly very interesting imagining her body and what was happening to it. And it wasn't a once in a while thing, he was here every night now on his rounds, taking thirty minutes out of his day to listen. Initially it was out of idle curiosity to try and discover something interesting about her, then he was cheering the big black man on for a while as he listened to him claim her body night after night, and then he started paying more attention to her instead as his opinion of Rolley dwindled. The black man was a cliché of a time forgotten by most people, and he never seemed to grow beyond it.

It turned out Rolley was only part of her nights. When he was finished and jamming his way back to his quarters, sometimes the light stayed on and he got to listen to Brooke take care of the needs that were left unsatisfied. Sometimes she was vocal with Rolley, sometimes hushed, but on her own with the light on she was very quiet. Her heavy breathing and low moans were unmistakable, but to hear them he had to be near her door. Leaning there on the wall, he got to hear all the tell-tale clues her voice gave about when she was close to cumming, and the restrained gasps when she did and was trying to hold it in.

Listening to her cum always made him smile, he wished he could be the one to do it for her.

And there was another thing. Once her lights went out, he first thought she went to asleep, but that's not what happened. After half an hour or so into the dark, she started up again, but this time it was different, like the dark completely changed her inhibitions. Her moans were more unrestrained and continuous, sometimes punctuated by a sharp, feral grunt, and sometimes they degenerated into whimpers and sharp breaths. She went on for a long time into the night, often longer than he could afford to stay and listen.

Tonight Rolley had literally pummelled her body in doggie style, a fact that was unmissable for two reasons. First, he said so when he was cumming in her at the end, and secondly their sex had barely lasted five minutes, and that five minutes had been filled with such intense body on body slapping that José couldn't help but imagine Rolley fucking literally faster than a rabbit would.

As soon as he was done, Rolley had slapped her ass and left, but there was no matching tell-tale sound of her falling back onto the mattress. Instead she had started moaning as soon as he left, indicating she was still ass up in the air on the bed enjoying herself.

Was it worth having a peak? She'd be lost in her self play, and if he was quiet? He edged to the doorway, just leaning enough to let one eye peep inside. The screen to her bed was half open from where Rolley had left it, revealing more than half her body. He watched breathless as her right hand circled over and over under her body, her moans timed with her gently rocking hips. Her ass was gorgeous and pure white, glowing under the overhead lights. The only stand out was the red hand print still left from Rolley's slap.

He had enough view to see her fingertips from her revolving hand toying with her clit, and the wide open dark tunnel from where Rolley's cock had opened her pussy wide. Her entry was white and frothy, her pink lips splayed wide open.

He edged in slightly, her whole body was naked, her chest pressed onto the bed, her head turned away showing her blonde hair in a wild mess across her back. The room had a slight mint smell, Rolley must have been using a breathe freshener to clean himself up while with Brooke. It certainly didn't clean up his dirty mouth.

Before him, she was on the edge of another orgasm. He knew her sounds, he knew how far off she was. Her hand was sliding further back, her fingers dipping inside. He took another step, she smelt so good: the mint, Rolley's cum, her girl cum. It was delicious and magnetic, another step in and he could see her wetness running down her clit and underneath her.

Her fingers dug inside, and then her second hand joined in, heightening her sensations. He knew her sounds, and now also the wet, squishy sound of her body creaming itself. She choked back her orgasm between panting breaths, only partly successful in her attempts to remain quiet. Her body shuddered, her ass jiggling as her muscles rippled trying to force her orgasm out even more intensely.

She quit resisting and let a flow of sultry "Fucks" out as she crested, and then she was humming her way down, her fingers sliding in and out of her still open dark tunnel. He couldn't help but stare at how amazing she looked in all her sexual glory.

Her breathing slowed, and then her head turned inquisitively just a little. Obviously she had heard him somehow, but she didn't look back.

He held his breath, expecting the worst with a hammering heart and a flush of skin in anticipation of being caught out, and embarrassed at having to explain just what he was doing there.

"I don't want to know who you are," she whispered, and then silence fell for a second. "I hope you like what you saw, you can have a turn if you want? I'd like that. Now, Brooke, lights, off," she said to the AI, which responded to her cue by switching the lights off, leaving the room in almost darkness with a slight green edge glow from the many power indicators on electronic devices around the room.

He didn't need any further invitation, and walked up behind her, dropping his running pants to his feet.

"I'm glad you chose to stay," she whispered, bouncing her knees together, pushing her ass up higher in the air. The smell of sex was overpowering, and intensified as his hands rolled over her ass, pulling her cheeks apart as he massaged her warm, succulent flesh.

The irony wasn't lost on him. He finally had his hands on Brooke's sweet ass, and it was in the dark, she didn't know it was him, and to top that, it was sloppy seconds to a black crewman.

Oh well, beggars can't be choosers. He lined himself up with her opening and eased himself in, savouring her heat, and the fact that he'd finally done it. He took his time, making it last as long as he could before he too added his cum to the sexual mess in her body.

"Come back tomorrow night," she whispered. "I need to sleep now."

He bent over and grabbed his pants, and while down there he eyed her ass in the dull light. He couldn't let it pass without doing one more thing. Kneeling down behind her, his hands raced over it one last time before he leant in to give each cheek a lingering kiss and a light nip with his teeth. Slipping his pants back on, he headed off for his own quarters and a well deserved night's sleep.

Meanwhile, back on the bed, Brooke remained in doggie position. Half asleep, half awake, she was dreaming wistfully of yet more sex. Her body seemed to demand more, and once her mind started to wander, she found herself thinking of the stranger, and his touches on her ass.

From above her entertainment unit, a pair of large, dark eyes stared down inquisitively at her. Julian lay there, tucked into the deep shadows, having watched everything in a disinterested way. He was simply waiting for his turn.

And his turn was now. Climbing slowly down, on guard in case she moved, he hit the floor with a bound and a jump and then he landed lightly on the bed behind her. Still she didn't move, only her breathing quickened, like she knew he was there to service her again.

He reared up, placing his hands on her ass, and using his fingers, he prized her cheeks apart, flooding his senses with her strong smell. Hungrily he attacked her opening, his tongue spearing deep inside her wet depths to drag out all of the sweetness. The deeper he went, the more he explored her thoroughly.

In her mind, Brooke was feeling her mysterious lover doing the thing she loved the most, eating her pussy and touching all her sensitive places that were almost always forgotten by others.

Finally satisfied he had drunk in all of the nectar within her, it was time for him to rest again. He leapt up on top of her ass, like a king surveying his fleshy kingdom. He settled down on the pinnacle of her ass, his back legs draping back down along her thighs, his arms snuggling around her hips, his face nestled in the small of her back.

Giving the room a quick scan around to make sure everything was safe, he humped his groin in tight against her. From within its hole, his ovipositor emerged, snaking its way gingerly across the small gap between them, feeling it's way to her opening. Patting its way along her lips, it found the wettest spot and tunnelled its way in, her lips blossoming and ruffling as the thin white tube crawled and wriggled its way deep inside.

Finding her cervix, it nudged its way through the opening and the gummy sealant it had left behind on previous visits. Tasting that the environment in the nest in her body was well balanced and his offspring were healthy and growing, he did what any good parent would do. Letting out a soft sigh, he relaxed completely on Brooke's back, his body going limp dangling over her ass. Down the long tube connecting him to Brooke's womb he pumped a steady stream of thick, orangey energy food which would give the growing infants an extra growth spurt, and which reinforced her body's drive to care for them.

Underneath, Brooke was lost in her own dreamy raptures. The mysterious new stranger had mounted her from behind and was steadily flexing his warm, fulfilling cock inside her, each pulse energising her body with an internal heat that linked straight through her clit to her brain. Her body was tingling in response with mini orgasms, clasping the intrusion, rippling along it. She could feel him cumming inside, the warmth edging her orgasms to a higher intensity, and giving her a feeling of complete bliss.

Feeling satisfied he had fed his children, he withdrew slowly, sealing her womb again, dragging her new creamy mess with it. Hopping down, he prized her cheeks apart to clean her up again, savouring the sweetness from deep in her body.

With their business concluded, he did what any true alpha male would do, and padded away to another bedroom in the station where another lover waited patiently for his return.

**********

He would normally be asleep already, but this space tonight José waited patiently in the hallway near Brooke's room, in the connecting link opposite to the one Rolley had come down when he had arrived.

He'd heard Rolley walk into the partly lit room and start talking. It turned out that neither of them had any fears of someone accidentally hearing what went on in her room.

"Perfect bitch, already in doggie ready to be fucked. I'm gonna fuck your tight, white pussy until you can't take anymore."

José smiled, it wasn't quite what he expected to hear, but then Brooke turned out to be into a lot more than he originally expected. There was a loud slap of hand on ass, and then Brooke's long, husky moan as Rolley was clearly feeding his big log into her.

"You fucking white sluts are always so hot for black cock."

In his solitude, José rolled his eyes at the stupidity of the remark, but that didn't take away from his twinge of jealousy as the sound of slapping bodies commenced, and Rolley started up a continuous chant of "Brooke," like a hammering steam train, which was dueted by sharp grunts and squeals from her.

He was amazed at how long Rolley could keep up the hard thumping, until finally he shouted "Here it comes baby, take all my black cum deeeep." And then he garbled random words as he was evidently pumping everything he had into her. José couldn't help but smile that the pretty, married Brooke had just been cum dumped.

Everything fell into near silence for a minute or so, and then "See you tomorrow night, babe," followed by Rolley's footsteps leaving her room and going back to his quarters. Through it all Brooke had said nothing, her only sounds were those of her sexual pleasure. That left an impression on José, and he knew it was the little white woman controlling the big, dumb, black ass, and not the other way around. Brooke got herself off, and Rolley was the tool she was using.

To Rolley though it must have seemed like the perfect relationship for his alpha male ego, being able to just turn up, cum dump, and go without any emotional entanglement.

"Brooke, lights, off. You can come in if you like, if you want your turn?"

She was definitely in charge, and José was just as happy to be used by her tonight. He walked into her room, parting her curtains to see her still in doggie position, waiting for him to take his turn.

His hands went straight to her cheeks, feeling their broad, smooth warmth. Massaging them, her scent flooded out.

"Don't worry, he won't be back tonight, you have all the time you want."

He ran his hands over her cheeks, down along her back to her shoulders, and then back again. He undid his track pants and kicked them away. Bending over, he put a kiss and nip on each cheek, leaving her with no doubt the same lover had returned. Standing close behind, he rested his cock in the split of her cheeks and clasped his hands around her waist.

She was ready for doggie, but he wanted to give her more than the quick fuck Rolley had. His hands ran up her back again to her shoulders while he leaned onto her, kissing her shoulder and snuggling into the back of her neck. His hands circled her body, finding her breasts to tease while his kisses continued to rain along her shoulders.

He pulled her up straight, his cock pressed tightly into her cheeks. His hands explored up and down her front, over her rounded belly, into her pussy, tweaking her nipples, all the while he chewed her ear and nuzzled her neck.

He stopped, and untied the bandana off his head. Giving it a twirl and fold, he wrapped it around her eyes and tied it off, hoping she would get the idea.

"Ooo, you are kinky. Brooke, lights, on," she said, and held her breath as the lights obediently came on.

José finally got to see her small breasts. They were as saggy as he thought, but weren't as flat as he expected, like they'd been topped up just a little bit with extra fat to curve the tops. Her nipples were indeed small, but very thick, and even though she was blonde, they were unexpectedly dark. Her love handles seemed to have disappeared, though her belly was definitely fuller than he ever remembered, and a bit firmer. And her body glowed with a shiny, silvery lustre that seemed more white than any moon tan he remembered.

"I'm a little fat," she stated hesitantly.

He couldn't say anything, but he leaned around and pulled her face to his and kissed her tenderly, letting his hand fall back down to gently rub her belly, making sure she could feel that he was interested in her.

He let his hand wander down over the light, downy blonde hair below her belly button, down over the short, stubbly regrowth from her recent shaving, and then into her slick pussy. As grossed out as he was having to finger his way through Rolley's teeming cum, he focused on the task of making her pleasure the priority.

Breaking the kiss, he returned to looking over her shoulder while his other hand pinched her nipples, taking in the sight of her body on show. One of her hands had joined his on her pussy, the other reached behind to rub his body. She was moaning softly, pleased with his efforts.

"That's enough," she whispered, easily breaking his contact as she dropped forward to present her ass.

José looked down at her exposed pussy with the odd lengths of blonde hair her shaving had missed. It was hot pink, with a small black tunnel that her engorged body had yet to close off from where Rolley's thick cock had fucked her, and coating it all was the shiny, whitish film of Rolley's little swimmers actively looking for the ultimate prize.

Biting back his pride, he slid into her wet mess, taking her as deeply as he could. Trying to emulate his predecessor, he fucked her hard and fast, enjoying the sounds of her squeals as she enjoyed herself, and the feeling of her heat wrapped snugly around him.

He wasn't able to keep going as long as Rolley had, he definitely needed to work out more, and being honest to himself, she was already in the zone and cumming herself, so he didn't fight his own feelings any longer than to savour the ultimate raptures of release inside her body.

Winding down with slow, jerky jabs back into her as each of his last spurts fired off, he started to catch his breath and listen to the soft moans she continued to make. Leaving his cock still hard and embedded, he leant over her back and kissed her spine as far as he could reach.

Pulling out, he took her hand and stood her up while he sat, and then he pulled her down onto his lap, holding her tight to start kissing her while his free hand explored the roundness of her body. While Rolley had pulled out and gone like a stunt cock, he wanted to stay and slowly make love to her, sharing deep kisses and affectionate touches, letting his fingers explore all of her body, her face, her hair, while their lips and tongues played together. He wanted to leave her in no doubt he was savouring the experience of them being together.

Eventually she broke their embrace, smiling, saying "Thank you, I enjoyed that. Please come back tomorrow, I have to sleep now." She gently touched his face in return, and smiled sweetly one last time. "Brooke, lights, off."

Standing, she turned away from him and took off his bandana, holding it out behind her so he could take it with him. He retrieved his pants and the bandana, and then gave her hand a kiss. Finally dressed, he let her go from his thoughts and walked away.

Once he was gone, she fluffed two pillows for her head to lie on, and she took the throw cushions from her couch to lay on each side of her. Laying back on the bed, she hooked her legs over the throw cushions, feeling wantonly sexual that her feminine charms were now open wide and on display. Her hands started playing while she dreamed of her mysterious lover returning between her thighs to lick her clean, and then finally in her dreams he claimed her and flooded her with his hot cum, her belly tingling with the warmth filling her.