Log of the Julay - New Water Recycler

Xanmar didn't translate the entire conversation that took place between her and an Ogilo wearing a white robe, but from what I gathered, they were some sort of government official, and Pruenta was their child. They were very happy to have them back, so happy they were having the shuttle loaded with vingola furs. I had no idea what a vingola was, but I hoped somebody in the galaxy might like its fur. The Julay had used a lot of fuel getting to Ogilocene and was going to use more getting to Alena. If I could trade vingola fur for something on Alena, I still might make out all right.

We didn't stay long, and that was a good thing. I couldn't get the picture out of my head of two Ogilos doing the dirty together. I mean it...they...looked pretty much like any other humanoid except for being really thin for their height, but I couldn't see how ... I mean there had to be some really weird positions involved.

It was another three solar days from Ogilocene to Alena. I'd lost track of time until the first night when Xanmar seemed to be restless. It dawned on me then that it had been seven days since her last reproduction day. I made it a point to eat plenty at dinner. I was going to need the energy.

A little after we ate, I went to the observation deck, and a little later, Xanmar came in naked, laid back on the couch and spread her long legs. "I can not wait any longer" was all she said.

Well, there's really no need to go into the details of what happened because Xanmar's reproduction days are all the same, or at least I think they are. Once my cock is in her, it doesn't come out until I can't move any more and sometimes not even then. See, she has this sort of "recharging" thing she does that keeps my cock rock hard and keeps me full of my cum and hers so I keep cumming too. By the time that solar day has passed, I'm really happy and so exhausted I can barely move.

Anyway, we made it to Alena and Xanmar, Tiko, Moku and I shuttled down to Laxon, the city where I'd heard the Alenan's had a water recycler factory.

The first thing I noticed was Alenan's are really small. I'm not tall as humanoids go. I'm about a hundred and seventy-six centimeters tall, but the Yiangi women are taller than I am. I guessed the average Alenan at about the height of my crotch, maybe a little taller for the males. When I asked Xanmar if they were all like that, she smiled that "you're really naïve, but I'll help you" smile.

"Yes, Will, they are small because being small was necessary for them to survive on Alena. Alena has little food available because much of the land mass is desert. The Alena's adapted over the eons by becoming small which reduced their need for calories. In today's times, they trade their skills and a little trimalthium for food, but their genetic makeup maintains their small size. That is one of the reasons they became experts at building water recycling units. Their small size enables them to work more easily in the close confines of even a small craft."

The second thing I noticed about Alenan's was the females. They looked about as human as most of the humanoid females I'd met. They were all a little smaller than the males in height and had wider hips, but that wasn't what caught my eye. Most seemed to have really big breasts. Xanmar smiled again when I asked her about that.

"Will, it has always been of great interest to me that for some unfathomable reason the mammary glands of humanoid females appear to hold a certain fascination for you. The mammary glands of the Alenan females are in similar proportion to those of other humanoid females. They merely have four instead of two and thus they appear to be larger under their clothing."

"Four?"

"Yes, four. They evolved in this manner because multiple births are the rule among Alenans rather than the exception."

"How many is the rule?"

Xanmar gave me another one of those looks.

"I do not understand why that is of such importance at this moment as we should be inquiring about the installation of a new water recycler, but the average Alenan female delivers three offspring after each twelve solar months of gestation. Four is not a rare occurrence and five have been recorded multiple times. The recorded maximum is eight. Before you ask, yes, they do enjoy the procreative process, even to the same extent as Borchan females. They become sexually receptive approximately every thirty solar days and remain so for twenty-five solar days, even when pregnant."

I could see why Alenan females had four breasts then, but I wondered if having four meant they were twice as much fun to play with. I didn't figure I'd ever find out. I mean, they were so tiny. Still, an Alenan female being horny for twenty-five days out of every thirty was an intriguing thought. I figured the Alenan males must be a happy lot, but Xanmar said they're rather sickly.

"Unfortunately, Alenans evolved in a rather peculiar way. The average ratio of males to females is about one male born for every ten females. In order for their population to remain at equilibrium, the males must service multiple females. As you can well imagine, such exertion takes quite a toll on the males. Most are too weak to do anything physical other than service the females."

Laxon was kind of weird feeling. Everything, houses, roads, vehicles, everything was small so it would fit the Alenans. It was like that book I had to read in school, the one about the guy who gets tied up by these little minature people. It didn't look like we were going to have any place in Laxon to stay while the water recycler was being installed. We'd have to live on the Julay and shuttle the Alenans back and forth.

As it turned out, we didn't have to pick the best water recycler shop in Laxon because there was only one. All we had to do was negotiate a price. I was hoping the Alenans liked vingola fur and Yuglick beer.

It was during the negotiations that I confirmed what Xanmar had said about the Alenan males. They were all skinny as Karlalal needle worms and really pale. They were expert negotiators though, at least the one we talked with was.

I kept hearing Xanmar saying "I fuck", and asked her if we were negotiating for a water recycler or for a partner for her next reproduction day. She frowned when she explained.

"Will, I am speaking his name and it does not mean what you are thinking. In Alenan, his name means one who makes a good bargain. Now, might we continue the negotiations? So far, he wants half our Yuglick beer for the water recycler and all of our vingola furs for the installation on the Julay. I would prefer to trade only half of the vingola furs for the installation. They felt pleasingly soft when Tico stroked me with them. I would imagine the Borchan females would have a similar experience and I believe Manoleen would appreciate that."

Well, I had no idea what I was going to do with the vingola furs anyway, so whatever Xanmar wanted to do with them was all right with me, especially if it involved some special favors from Manoleen. Half my Yuglick beer seemed to be a pretty steep price, and that's what I told Xanmar. She shook her head.

"He will accept a lower price for the water recycler, you will see."

Xanmar started speaking Alenan then so all I could do was watch.

Mister I Fuck kept shaking his head and jabbering back at Xanmar. She jabbered back a few times until he nodded. She turned to me then.

"He will accept half our Yuglick beer in exchange for the water recycler and enough trimalythium ore to fill our hold. We can trade the trimalythium ore on Sibelia for manchalite cubes for the Julay. He will accept half of our vingola furs for the installation, but we must allow the workers to live on the Julay until the installation is completed."

I shrugged. I'd promised Xanmar, Tiko, and Manu a new water recycler and about anything would be better than having them pissed off at me.

"OK, when can they start?"

Xanmar said they could start that day because they had all the parts for the water recycler we wanted in their inventory. Then she hit me with the bad news...or good news depending upon how it turned out.

"Will, the installation will require six Alenan technicians six solar days. As you have already observed, the males are too weak to do physical work, so the six will be females. Do you remember my explanation of their reproductive cycle?

"It will be necessary for you to substitute for the Alenan males during that time. I have agreed to this. Tiko, Manu, and I will do everything we can to assist you."

It was a little disconcerting that Xanmar hadn't told me that before. I mean, taking care of Tiko, Manu, and Xanmar is fun. Adding six Alenan females into the mix brought back memories of when Xanmar rescued the Bindaran breeders. I didn't remember much about that time except that most days, I didn't move around on my own very well and that I developed almost an addiction to wischan water weed extract. Manoleen had given me some because she said I'd need it to keep Xanmar happy. It did the trick, though before I got the breeders to the miners on Religia Three, I was chugging it six times a day.

I didn't argue with Xanmar. She had her mouth set in that look that says she's not going to change her mind. I just said we should probably get the shuttle ready.

It took the rest of the day to get my trade goods down to Laxon and the water recycler parts and technicians on board the Julay. When that was done the cargo deck was full of strange looking pipes and tubes, and the six Alenan females were taking a tour of the Julay with Xanmar.

We had dinner after their tour, and after dinner, Tiko, Manu, and Xanmar took all the Alenan females except for Vrkelli to their quarters. As I watched them walk away, I wondered who'd end up with who and what they were going to do. That thought was interrupted when Vrkelli spoke to me in Borchan.

"Our agreement was that you would satisfy us while we install the water recycler. I am the supervisor so I get you first, and I want to be satisfied right now."

I wasn't expecting much, so I stood up and waved my hand.

"If you don't mind just a couch, we can use the observation deck."

Well, as my physics teacher used to say, what you experience depends upon your frame of reference. My frame of reference relative to sex was a very accommodating and very instructive woman on the craft that brought me from Earth to this galaxy, Manolene and two other Borchan females, Xanmar, Tiko and Manu. All were different but all were pretty much the same. They liked sex but there were limits to how long they wanted it...well...except for Xamnar. She was insatiable for one day out of every eight, but in between, she wasn't really interested. I didn't have a frame of reference for Alenen females, so I underestimated Vrkelli.

I figured that out while I could still actually think, that being after the second time Vrkelli had milked my cock for all she was worth. The third time felt great, but my eyesight was starting to get blurry. I wasn't worried. That happens with Xanmar all the time. Sometime between the third and fourth time, I sort of lost the ability to do anything but lay there and cum without really cumming.

It was the next morning that did me in. Vrkelli woke me up by jacking my cock back to life and then riding it until I couldn't move. I lost count after four, but I know it was more than that. I just wasn't conscious for the rest.

Xanmar came to tell me the Alenan crew was making good progress in the installation of the water recycler, and when she saw me, she frowned.

"I must speak to the Alenan females before tonight. It is obvious that you will not live through another five nights. I shall inform them that they are to limit their activities to one time only. Now, I have verified that the Julay is still in the correct orbit so you have nothing to do today except rest."

With that, Xanmar walked away and left me sitting in the galley with Tiko and Manu. When I finished my wischan water weed tea, they took me back to the observation deck and put me to bed on the couch. They were kind enough to inform me that that night I would be satisfying Olrega, the electrician of the crew.

I don't remember much about Olrega except that she seemed to have the same talents and stamina as Vrkelli. I know she had the same four breasts, but I think hers were a little bigger than Vrkelli's. It was hard to tell since she kept mashing first one and then another into my face and telling me to suck hard.

After Olrega, I developed sort of a routine. Xanmar held the Alenan females to her instructions, so I didn't get ridden the morning after. I'd find myself in one of those half asleep, half awake states when Tiko and Manu shook me awake. They'd half carry me down to the galley and feed me wischan water weed tea. When I finished, they'd take me back to the observation deck and put me to bed.

That's all I remember -- being fucked senseless by one of the Alenan females, drinking wischan water weed tea, and sleeping. I'm assuming I must have eaten something since I didn't die, but I have no idea when or what.

Oh, there is one thing I do remember. The last three nights, I think there was more than one Alenan female on the observation deck with me. I can't be sure, but I have this dim recollection of having one pussy riding my cock and another riding my face. I could have just been the wischan water weed. I'd never taken as much before and it might have caused me to hallucinate a little, but my face seemed to be a little sticky the morning after.

I asked Xanmar, Tiko, and Manu if they'd been with the other Alenan females on those nights and they said they thought so, but it was hard to know for sure. There were five Alenan females beside the one who was trying to fuck me into a coma, and three of Xanmar, Tiko, and Manu. That meant one of the three would have only one partner for the night, but they were never sure which one. Apparently, when they went to bed, the Alenan females decided who would go with who and it was never the same.

After six days, I'd been ridden hard by Vrkelli, Olrega, Mnorba, Ydoria, Abrovel, and Cmorana, and I was pretty out of it. I was asleep on the observation deck when the water recycler installation was finished. Xanmar, Tiko, and Manu did the final inspection and pronounced it wonderful. They then made six trips back to Luxon to take the Alenan's back and to pick up the trimalythium ore. I was still asleep when Xanmar took the Julay out of orbit and set the course for Sibelia.

When I woke up, Tiko and Manu were standing beside my couch. They were smiling when I opened my eyes. Tiko stroked my arm then.

"Wuhl, the water recycler is installed and we are going to take a shower together with Xanmar. Would you like to join us? Xanmar said we should ask you since you were responsible for its installation. She is preparing the shower right now."

Well, I was still tired, but since Tiko and Manu were naked, my tired feeling was replaced with the thoughts of Tiko, Manu, and Xanmar naked and in the shower with me. I mean, taking a shower with one of them is a fantasy come true, a fantasy of soft, slippery, soapy breasts and a soft, soapy slippery pussy and my hard, slippery, soapy cock in soft, slippery, soapy hands and...well, you get the idea. A shower with all three was more than I could pass up no matter how tired I was.

With Tiko and Manu's help, I got my naked, tired self down to the shower. When I stepped inside, there was Xanmar standing under the hot streaming water and obviously enjoying the hell out of herself. I was enjoying the hell out of Xanmar enjoying the hell out of herself too. There's something about a woman rubbing soapsuds all over her breasts and crotch that makes my cock sit up and take notice. That's what it was doing when Tiko, Manu, and I stepped into the shower.

It was pretty steamy inside the shower and I wasn't seeing all that clearly yet, but I could feel. I felt Tiko snuggle up to one side, put both arms around my neck, and start rubbing her little breasts on my arm. I felt Manu snuggle up to my other side, put both arms over Tiko's, and start rubbing her little breasts on that arm. I felt Xanmar snuggle up behind me, put her arms around my waist, and start rubbing her big breasts on my back. Then I felt someone stroking my cock.

I jerked and said, "What the hell?"

Tiko and Manu giggled. Xanmar just said, "Relax and enjoy, Will. I will explain later."

Well, there wasn't enough room in the shower for Tiko, Manu, and Xanmar to do anything except drive me crazy feeling their hands washing me. The hand on my cock was more successful. That hand washed my cock and balls enough I came right there in the shower, then washed me again from my cock all the way down to my feet and back up.

That hand was working on jacking me off again when Xanmar shut off the water. When the steam cleared a little, I looked down and saw Vrkelli standing there grinning and slowly stroking my cock. I turned my head enough that I could see Xanmar.

"Xanmar, I thought you took all the Alenan's back to Laxos."

Xanmar gave me one of those looks again.

"Will, do you not remember that I negotiated a maintenance agreement on the water recycler? Any maintenance required over the life of the equipment will be repaired at no cost to us. I am certain I told you."

I shook my head.

"No, I don't remember you saying anything about any maintenance agreement. What does that have to do with Vrkelli standing there and yanking my cock."

Xanmar smiled.

"Vrkelli is our resident water recycler maintenance technician. She is past the age of bearing young and requested this duty as she is no longer required to proliferate the species and would enjoy experiencing more of the galaxy. I agreed because Vrkelli is very knowledgeable about the repair of water recyclers as well as many other systems on craft such as the Julay. If anything fails to function properly, she will be here to make the necessary repairs. She has a supply of spare parts and all the tools and materials she will need to manufacture any parts she does not have available at the moment."

"She's going to stay?"

Xanmar nodded.

"Yes, she is. Do not look so concerned. Vrkelli is small and does not require as much food as we do. We will not be inconvenienced by her presence in any way."

About then, Vrkelli spoke to Xanmar in Borchan.

"Did you tell him about our arrangement?"

Xanmar said no, but she was about to.

"Will, I am certain I told you about the other service I made part of the trade. I agreed that you would continue to see to Vrkelli's needs, just as you do to ours. It was a small part of the negotiations, but as you have often said, it is sometimes the small details that enable you to conclude a trade. It was so in this case."

I looked down at Vrkelli again. She kissed the head of my cock and then grinned.

"We will have fun, big man. You will see."

What I was seeing was me, slowly turning into a pile of Ircanian oolug fruit jelly, still alive but too weak to move.

"Xanmar, with what I do for you, Tiko, and Manu, I don't know-

Xanmar cut me off.

"We have discussed this and have a schedule planned. On my reproduction day, I will have you all to myself, just as has been the schedule in the past. The next day, you will rest, just as it has been in the past. On day three, Tiko will spend the night with you. On day four, it will be Manu's turn. On Day five, Vrkelli will have you for the night. Day six will be Tiko and day seven will be Manu. Then it will be my reproduction day again and the cycle will repeat."

"I don't think...I mean, if Vrkelli is like she was the first time...well, there's not enough wischan water weed in the galaxy to keep me able to do what you're planning."

Xanmar smiled that smile again.