Founders Ch. 30

30: Thursday, July 16, 1345 hours CST: Khushi's Afternoon Movie

Zach rinsed off in the Head B2 shower. Recreation Room B, where he was to meet Khushi, was right next door. He arrived first, which suited him. He was eager to spend time with Khushi and had no interest in hiding that fact.

He lay on the couch and shut his eyes for a minute. His morning had started with Colby, with cumming in her ass. He had some serious heavy petting with Anming where he shot out a load. He'd had a boob job from Berte and two fucks for a total of another three cums with her. He'd climaxed into Colette's throat. He'd cum once on Aanya's tits and once inside her. He'd returned to spill again down Colette's throat. That was nine times, and it was only 2 PM. He'd only gotten in two hours and fifteen minutes of duty so far today. He had to dial this down considerably. But how to do it?

Khushi arrived. She was wearing a tight white knit dress that ended at mid-thigh and no bra. It was not entirely opaque. He could see her darker areolae and square nipples as they tortured the fabric. Her breasts rode high and proud in the Martian gravity. Spectacular. It certainly didn't seem like she intended to dissuade him from making advances.

They greeted each other shyly with a hug. She gave him a peck on each cheek in the European fashion. They sat. She shut out the lights so it was pitch dark in the rec area except for the movie screen. She started the movie right away. During the opening credits, Zach felt his way over and scooted up beside her. She scooted away, saying, "Ayana made me promise not to touch you. I tried to get her to come watch with us, but she wouldn't. She's off somewhere sulking, acting like a baby. In revenge, I put on this dress." She grinned, her perfect teeth flashing in the darkness. They continued watching the movie sitting together but a hand's breadth apart on the couch.

During the opening sequence, a man in a hat was trying to steal a golden idol. He was the Indiana Jones character that Khushi wanted to introduce him to. He was running away because the temple was collapsing. He found his buddy who had betrayed him skewered and dead on a booby trap.

At this revelation Khushi jumped in fright and grabbed Zach's arm. As Jones barely escaped in a plane with snakes in it, Zach slowly snuggled up right next to Khushi. He casually put his right arm around her. His right hand casually and gently held her firm right haunch. Her ass felt so good in his hand. She seemingly ignored this advance and continued watching the movie raptly.

During the next action sequence, Zach's hand slowly rubbed Khushi's haunch. Her hand carelessly fell into his lap. Her hand adjusted slightly until her fingertips rested on his balls through his scrub pants. At the end of the action sequence, they turned towards each other as if on cue. Their faces mashed together in a desperate kiss. Their hands roved freely during the kiss. He mashed one of her ample breasts with one hand. The other sneaked under her skirt and stroked the crotch of her panties. One of her hands was stroking his cock through his scrub pants. The other was feeling his muscular ass.

It was Khushi who broke the kiss. She grabbed his head and pointed it to the screen, whispering, "You can't miss this scene." While they watched it, she broke the entire clench and sat apart from him. Perhaps she had remembered her promise. A minute later, she stood up and slid off her panties right in front of him. She whispered, "If Ayana sees my panties are wet, she'll suspect something. I'd better take them off." She set them on the table. She paused the movie and put a towel fetched from the head down on the couch. She hiked up her dress a little, for there was not much to hike, and sat down on the towel. This was presumably to catch her moisture. After this veritable striptease in the semidarkness, she went back to watching as if it was no big deal. Sure, it was only practical for her to take off her panties and hike up her dress in front of him. He was in complete agreement.

Things calmed down for a while. Zach texted Alexis and Charisse, "How about we meet every day at 8 AM and 4 PM starting today at 4 PM?"

Alexis texted, "We'll see you at 4 PM at our place, lover."

A few minutes later, Khushi's promise was apparently forgotten. She abruptly straddled Zach and pulled off her dress straps. Her bursting knockers immediately defeated her knit dress and popped into view. Her breasts looked magnificent in the semidarkness and Martian gravity. They were the most perfect and beautiful shapes ever. He latched onto her left breast and suckled with a grunt of satisfaction. He teased the nipple of the right breast. The suckling ended abruptly in favor of another scene she insisted he could not miss. The clench was thereby broken and they sat chastely apart as before. She left her dress a wide belt around her midriff.

Khushi continued to watch the next scene raptly, ignoring Zach. He slid onto the floor in front of her, worshipfully, and ventured his face between her legs. He gently spread her legs and kissed her inner thighs as she seemingly ignored him and watched the movie. She put both her hands on the top of his head as if to smooth down a bump in her lap. Otherwise, she gave no indication she was aware of his presence. As his gentle kisses worked their way up her thighs, he caught the thick smell of her excitement. It was the smell of curry mixed with an intoxicating pheromone blast of forbidden cheating helpless excitement. It invaded his mouth and nose like a velvet hook, reeling him in. As he reached her vulva with his exploring tongue, her hips bucked helplessly forward. A minute later, her eyes still glued to the movie screen, her breath caught in orgasm. Her hips rocked helplessly as she held his head to her in an iron grip. At the end of her long crisis, she gave a little final ass wag and started breathing again. She immediately backed away from his tongue and stopped the movie. She pulled her dress down to her thighs and up to recapture her delicious orbs. She sat apart from him, all proper. Without a word or a look at him, she started the movie again.

Zach sat on the floor in front of Khushi and watched the movie. She gripped him between her legs and massaged his shoulders. It felt wonderful. When she paused, transfixed by some movie scene, he slowly spun around and put his face under her dress. A shorter time passed before her breath caught and her hips rocked helplessly. After her concluding ass wiggle, she pushed him away again and he turned around and sat between her legs. She massaged his shoulders some more. This sequence became a routine for them. After the fifth time, she reached down into his lap and felt his cock. It was painfully erect.

She whispered, "You can't leave me alone because I've let you get too excited. We need to calm you down." She stood him up, pulled his scrubs down to his knees, and swallowed his cock.

"Not that way," Zach whispered. Khushi disgorged him. Without a word, she hiked up her skirt, lay back on the couch, and spread for Zach. "I want to see your tits," he insisted. She pulled her dress down. With a twist in her mouth, she turned her head to continue watching the movie. He crouched over her, lifted her hips, and thrust gently, lovingly, and with extreme satisfaction into her sopping wet snatch. Immediately she climaxed wetly for him, choking down the noise she wanted to make. He pounded her rapidly and desperately while she managed to whimper, "Don't cum in me, Ayana will taste it."

Zach stopped himself with an effort of will. "What then?"

"Don't mess my clothes. In my mouth."

"Okay," said Zach, resuming his desperate copulation. Khushi orgasmed as quietly as possible, spasming like she was seizing. He held her ass up tightly, fingering her anus, and kept thrusting. As she climaxed again, she let out squeak at the end she couldn't quite catch. This got him too close, and he pulled out of her quickly and made it up to her face. He unloaded a big splash on her face before she could slurp the end of his cock into her mouth. Her body shook with frustration, having almost climaxed again. She stroked his slick cock until she had milked the rest of his shuddering ejaculate into her mouth. She gulped it down as he fed it to her. Once he was drained, she paused the movie and pushed him off her onto the floor. She ran to the nearby head.

Two minutes later, Khushi returned and started the movie. Zach sat down and watched the movie with her like nothing had happened. She whispered, "It's okay, you missed my dress and hair. It will be fine." She sat a meter apart from him on the couch.

The courtship on both sides resumed. It rapidly escalated. They tongue kissed. Zach had one arm forced all the way up Khushi's slinky white dress to grab a jiggling naked boob. Two fingers of his other hand violently finger banged her snatch. After her third or fourth orgasm this way, she whimpered in sotto voice, "You're too excited again." He immediately pulled down his scrub pants, grabbed her by both legs, and thrust gloriously into her. The second bout lasted no longer than the first. She orgasmed continuously during. She stopped him again before he put it where it would count. This time she whimpered, "I need to feel you finish inside me. Take me in my bottom. Ayana won't notice the taste there." This was a remarkable suggestion coming from Khushi. Mere days ago she had been an anal virgin.

Zach pulled out. His cock was dripping with Khushi's wet, and more was splashed all over her ass. He lifted her ass farther with one hand while guiding his cock head into her tight anus with his other hand. Her anus was pliable, which suggested it had received recent attention from Ayana. Maybe a strap-on? Come to think of it, none of his business. Once lodged, he slid in easily while Khushi moaned. She caught herself and shuddered. This girl liked it up the ass, at least while impossibly horny.

Zach pumped away somewhat more sedately in Khushi's ass while she still somehow tried to watch the movie. He shuddered with his shortening, quickening strokes. She looked like a vengeful goddess with her gritted hissing teeth in the flickering light of the movie. In this worked up state, taking her ass for the first time, he didn't last long. He strained in her and caught his breath to stay reasonably quiet. She closed her eyes at the screen and moaned softly as his hot cum flooded into her rectum. She gave one of her signature orgasmic ass shakes. Maybe it was an orgasm? It was a lot of pleasure and satisfaction at the very least.

Zach's cock had a mild scent from Khushi's rectum, but nothing major. He pulled up his scrub pants. He would deal with it later. She grabbed a tissue and wiped her ass, but it was clean. They spent the rest of the movie holding hands, but nothing more. He tried to start another round of grab-ass a couple of times. She slapped him away playfully, joyously, calmly, and they resumed watching the movie.

The credits rolled. Khushi turned off the movie and, in the dark, kissed Zach passionately. "Thank you," she said.

"When will I see you again?" asked Zach.

"I don't know," Khushi said remorsefully. Zach figured he'd better not press it. Best to leave her in the driver's seat. She left him there in the darkness, not saying another word.

He texted Charisse and Alexis, "I'll see you at 4:15."

Alexis texted, "No problem as long as you can stay later."

He texted, "I can."

He went straight to Colette's room, shut the hatch, and flicked on the light. She roused as soon as he entered. He pulled his scrub pants down to his knees, exposing his half erect cock. She was still not out of bed, so he grabbed her by the hair. He didn't have to pull it as she moved easily with his hand onto her knees in front of him. He fed her his limp smelly cock. Her emerald eyes blazed at him as she choked it down. She washed it thoroughly as she sucked it to hardness and throated it rapidly towards orgasm.

Zach thought about the health implications of Colette licking Khushi's ass juice off his cock. He concluded that because all of them were tested to be disease-free and parasite-free, it would be fine. It was healthier than whipping her cunt raw. It was something he could live with a lot more easily. Remarkably, she brought him to the brink of orgasm in minutes even given his many recent orgasms.

Shaking and straining, he ordered her, "Finish." She finished him off in half a dozen jerking movements down her throat. "OHHHHH!" he moaned. It was so satisfying after not wanting to make any noise with Khushi. Without saying goodbye or acknowledging her in any way, he pulled up his scrub pants and left. He went to Head B1 for a quick rinse off.

(To be continued)