Recycled Reused Ch. 02

The water was cold! It rushed over my body. I imagined it washing away the residue from 234 cycles of whatever. It didn't matter this moment. The water caressed my body, my genitals, arms and legs, slipping along me. Before I surfaced about where I thought the girl would be I opened my eyes underwater and saw the bottom and her legs dangling down from her hairless nether region, kicking, blurry under the water, her legs pale against the dark bottom background of the pond. The water was not so cold as I initially thought.

My head came up and I began treading water from distant memory just 3 feet in front of her. Her smiling face beaming at me in the sunshine. Her blue eyes excited and wet. Her face had droplets of water all over it and I felt mine did too. She began treading toward me.

"How do you feel?"

"Amazing. Really good."

She tread closer until she was about a foot and a half from me. I tread back a little bit so my treading wouldn't encumber her. She followed me. I got back a few more feet and touched the bottom and put my feet down in the light mud over a firm bottom surface. She still advanced. As she reached me she slides her arms around me and held on.

Her touch was incredible. The touch of another person. A beautiful girl. Hugging me. Before I could think, my brain already amok with thoughts and sensations, she slid her legs up around my waist. She clasped me gently in her folding legs and arms, face inches from mine, smiling, happy, and I couldn't help but feel happy too. Joy even. Her intentions seem pretty clear.

"I don't even know your name." I said lamely.

"Kera." She said, and I felt her pussy touch the tip of my penis and begin to lower.

I groaned. I grab for her hips. I can't not do this. Stopping would kill me. Her vagina is slick and hot. I press her down on my penis. She is not moving fast enough. I need this now. She slips down smoothly and slowly, arms and legs now locked around me. She is making this go slow. I try to speed her, to get my cock into her, to get her over me to my hilt but her small resistance slows me effectively.

Pressing down on her hips, she envelops my cock. All of me. Her pussy is twitching incredibly. How is she doing that? Sitting on the base of my cock she leans forward and kisses me. Blue eyes open, staring into mine. Pink lips pressed to mine.

It is a miracle that I did not fill her with semen that instant. She slipped her arms up around my neck and then she didn't move. She broke the kiss and smiled up at me.

"Are you ready?"

"No. No but I'll make it."

She nodded, completely understanding. She paused for a moment more and then began to slide up and down my cock ever so slowly. I can stand this. I can hold out for a little bit longer. She slid up and down. Deliberately. All the way down. All the way up. I could feel her hymen slide over my corona as she almost pulls off me entirely and the back down around my corona and then down my shaft. Her pussy twitches a few times on every stroke.

Her face flushes and her eyes lose focus. She grips me with her arms and legs and her pussy begins to spasm around my cock. Is she cumming? She is coming! And her pussy is MILKING ME! She is having an orgasm and it is milking my cock! I can hold back nothing. Semen erupts from me into her and her pussy sucks it from me, pulling at my contractions in perfect time with them. I hold her hips down on me, burying my cock into her and she is taking everything I have from me.

My orgasm lasted what seemed like just a few seconds but I knew was a very long time for me. Much longer than a station ejaculation. She regained her more conscious demeanor and looked at me in earnest. Breathing heavily.

"Better?" She asked.

"I should have walked off the first day."

"Maybe. I probably would not have been here but somebody would have been." She smiled.

We were still locked together and my penis was not retreating. I turned and lifted her, carrying her up an incline and out of the water to the grass in the shade and turned around still holding her. She still clung to me, perfectly happy to remain there. A little awkwardly, I sat with her in my lap, appreciative of the muscle I had built on the exercise mills. It was like carrying a kitten!

She leaned a little away. I saw her breasts, hanging lightly, plumply. Her nipples and areola were puffy, protruding from the rest of her breast, breasts, her chest covered in water droplets. We sat there for a few moments, my cock still deep inside her warm and semen filled pussy.

"Take your time." She says.

"What do you mean?" I say.

"This is your time. Do with it as you will. As the time is yours, and I am here, I am yours for this time."

I pause. That doesn't seem right.

"I don't own you or this time."

"This time is for you, and I am for you right now, and this is what I want."

"You mean, un-coerced? No aliens with electro-prods are going to come out and zap you, us or anything?"

"No. It's nothing like that. I chose to be here. I did have a choice, and the other options were not unpleasant. I find you attractive and I like your cock, and I want to enjoy you enjoying me and this place."

I feel my cock begin to recede ever so slightly.

"What happens next?" I ask.

"Are you sure you don't want to just relax for a while? We can relax after we talk but you might enjoy it more with less to think about."

"Yes, I want to know now. You are beautiful, and amazing, but I walked off that platform in part for needing answers, and if I have a chance to get them I am going to take it while it's fresh."

"Fair enough. If it's any consolation, I felt the same way you do."

"Wait a minute. Were you in one of those cycle, system things too? Did you come out here and have sex with some guy?"

She looked embarrassed but smiled at the same time. Her face flushed.

"Yes, and...yes. I was and I did. I feel like I should be ashamed but only because you don't know enough to understand yet. You will discard all the social conventions you were accustomed to before. You won't forget them, but they...don't mean anything here."

It felt insulted by what she was saying, an ignoramus, but something indicated that she wasn't intending it that way. Just that I didn't know what I didn't know. She watched the emotion on my face.

"Look. I left my line after 641 sleeps. You left after 234. You were mildly defiant. I was near insane. You remember how people used to say 'I was losing my mind'"?

I nodded, remembering.

"Losing my mind was happening. I was losing everything into nothingness. Some of it was already gone. I don't know how much. Into a never ending routine and I was almost beyond caring. It was walk off or BECOME nothing. Since I left, I find myself remembering things I had forgotten, and it happens a dozen times a day and has ever since. Like you, I don't know how much I don't know, but I know I used to know more!"

I understood. I saw guys on the line that looked like there was nothing left. I felt the threat but not like that. After another 400 cycles, who can say where I would have been?

"So I came out here. I couldn't even ask questions. He told me what I am going to tell you, or some of what I am going to tell you. He carried me into the water,"

Her eyes were filling with tears, glassing the blue and her voice was rising. I felt terrible. My heart was going out to her. I wanted to be the one who carried her into the water as I envisioned some other guy doing. My heart was reaching out to her.

"he caressed me and somehow brought me to some level of higher consciousness. He railed me. And it was the best thing to happen to me in a very long time. It is one of my best memories still, after or even before I got here. And that is what I want for you. The BEST memory."

She pulled a hand down and wiped her eyes. She was smiling in a crying kind of way. She felt hot in my lap and her skin was flushed again and even blotchy. Her emotional moment was very compelling and I was still aware that she was full of my half-erect cock. I was caught up in it. How could I not be? She could have been an android and yet I hugged her to me and she let me. After a few moments I let her back down and she sat back, but still impaled on me, arms around my neck and looked back into my eyes.

"You are going to meet them. Some of them. Sort of."

"What? You mean the aliens?"

"Yes. Only meet is a strong word. And here, we are the aliens. You and I and all the others are pets. Farm animals. We produce, remember?"

"You're serious." I said, making a statement out of it.

"Yes. We provide product, but in your new capacity and in mine we also can provide some entertainment and service."

"That sounds rather ominous." I say.

"You are correct in your interpretation. Entertainment is a broad term and so is service. Both of those generally involve production."

I was incredulous at that. "You mean some kind of 'performance production'?"

"Yes. It usually becomes apparent what they want without instruction, and we serve sort of as in a restaurant or palace dining situation, sort of...sometimes."

"What, do I have to come out and masturbate on a plate?!!!"

She looked into my eyes and said with perfect calm, measuring.

"It could happen. Has probably happened. I don't know. I'm a girl and they don't do that with me, exactly. At least it hasn't happened yet. It could. This is kind of the gist of it though there is no way of knowing what they will want. Remember, you are just a pet. Livestock. Performance livestock, now."

"So what happens when you and I are done here?"

"We walk into the chamber we came out of and down a different hall and into a different area. You will get a sleep room, a somewhat different cleaning pod, a relaxing pod, an exercising belt, a food pod, a production pod, and recreation time. They refer to it as recreation time but really it is just nothing time where you are allowed to interact with some others on a limited basis."

She took a breath and looked down and continued.

"You are allowed to...produce with others, but only in designated areas and the product must be...collected. There are ways. Methods they use."

"That sounds better than where I just left but maybe not a whole lot."

Her skin was cooling except for where she was resting on me. Her pussy gave a little spasm-contraction when she said the word 'methods'. That was strange. She was gazing up at me again, the hint of a smile playing around her eyes and lips.

"It's better. A lot better. Just be prepared to be weirded out for a while. Completely."

"It can't be that strange, can it?"

Her smile materialized again. Her face was angled down slightly but her eyes looking up at me.

"You won't hate it, I promise."

She shifted her hips and I felt my half-erect cock slide around inside her pussy. She noticed the sensation too and a look of amusement crept onto her face. She angled her hips to press me in a little more where I had slipped down a little. She spoke,

"mmm. So...how can I help you make this time more memorable?" Her voice was more breathy. Heavier.

"You're the expert here."

"Don't mind if I do!" She said, grinning, white teeth flashing.

She pushed me back onto the grass so I was laying down. She was excited. She lay atop my chest and leaned in and kissed me. A full on kiss this time, our parting lips permitting our testing tongues. I was elated. This was like a drink of water after crossing a desert with 4 guaranteed mirages a day. But it was just the beginning.

Her hips gyrated over mine, grinding my growing cock into her semen filled pussy. The little twitches returned and perked up my penis with startling rapidity. Her nipples were whispering over my chest as she moved, dragging ever so slightly, and I noticed her hard, puffy nipples were leaking milk! I started up. She saw where I was looking but didn't comprehend my alarm.

I stopped and said, "Wait, do you have a baby?"

She thought for a second. "No. No, I see what you are thinking. Sorry. I guess I should have mentioned it but I just didn't think. I was too wrapped up in the moment. Men produce things. Women produce other things. After some time in the production pods, women start to produce milk."

It made sense sort of. It answered part of my alarm but not all of it. Man, I was stupid today. How could I not think about this before?!!

"But what about getting pregnant?"

She was relieved at my question, dispelling her confusion that I was not relieved before about the milk.

"Ah. Yes. Well. What was explained to me is that while we are healthy and could become pregnant, because your seed is perfectly active, your seed has nothing to fertilize." She paused and then picked back up, confusion plain on my face as she looked into my eyes.

"Apparently, our eggs are fought over, arriving here somewhere but not in our ovaries."

I was stunned yet again. Her eggs were gone. Eaten like, well, eggs, by some tall green Martian, sitting around a table, laughing and joking with other green Martians, savoring human caviar. My brain was trying to sneak out the back of my skull.

"They-" was all I got out.

"Yes. They ate my eggs. I was informed that they were divine. Weirdest moment of my life. Beyond everything else."

"But there isn't enough volume to be...I've had anatomy class. It just doesn't even make sense."

"They are not like us, very much. I don't know about the volume or anything. I just know that they savor them somehow."

She looked nearly amused. Her body was suddenly hot on me. Her short blond hair was nearly dry. What did her eggs taste like? WHERE DID THAT THOUGHT COME FROM???

"Speaking of eating," She said.

She got off me, slowly sliding my cock out of her pussy, she put her hand over it as my cock slipped free. She was on her knees next to me and smiling. I could see her fingers were pressing her pussy shut, her pink lips mashed together, holding my semen in.

"This might sound strange, but you must try this. You haven't tasted food in a long time. You might not get to taste food for a long time. I don't know, but I do know that this is probably one of the few times you are going to get a chance to 'consume the product'." She giggled guiltily as if she was about to break the law.

Then, while holding her pussy closed with one hand, she straddled my head, knees wide. I could hardly imagine that she was going to do this but understood fully that she intended me to eat her pussy and my semen. Strangely, the thought was very inviting! And saliva squirted all over in my mouth. I get to taste something! And it included pussy!

Just as I was coming to terms with the idea, she had not lowered her pussy onto me, I felt what the delay was. She slid my cock ALL the way down her throat. Slowly, deliberately, till her lips were buried around the base of my penis, suckling at the skin where my abdomen began, and scrotum. Feeling her lips sliding on what was essentially, in my mind, part of my stomach, KNOWING where my cock was, nearly blew a load from me.

She slid back up it and back down a few times, slowly, languidly, my cock expanding her throat and then she stopped and took a breath and asked,

"Are you ready?"

I was. Staring up at her fingers and her beautiful pink pussy lips pressed together, I said "Yes", and took those lips from protruding between her fingers into my mouth. As I did, she slid her hand out and moaned.

I pressed her pussy lips together with mine, in control, as my cock slid back down her throat, and I slipped my tongue into her vagina between those labia. And I tasted.

It was salty. I had tasted my own semen before but only briefly to see what the taste was like. It had a warm flavor. Salty. Meaty. Mixed with the taste of sweet pussy juice. My nose I pressed up on her anus to get my mouth over her pussy and slid my tongue all the way in. It was bathed in our juices and tasted incredible. It was steak, chicken, wine, fruits and vegetables, cheesecake, and more wine. It was everything.

I sucked my tongue back into my mouth and a pool of juices followed it in and I let it fill. When the flow stopped, I rolled it around in my mouth and then swallowed. That was incredible.

I went back for more but had to lick it out of her. I pounded my tongue into her, slurping out every last trace from her pink folds and hole. I searched her pussy lips and sucked them clean. I searched her hole and sucked it clean. I searched her clit and...it needed a lot of cleaning. I couldn't help smiling at the thought, especially after I was brought back to the full reality of what was going on by her continued swallowing of my cock.

She squirmed and moaned at the sucking of her clit. I dived into it with gusto, rhythmically suck-licking it. She appeared to get into the rhythm of it instantly. After about two minutes-I didn't stop to wonder at the stupid thought and the implication of the amount of time, I just conceded the point in my brain, she began to show signs of orgasm.

I noticed her anus puckering and her labia around her hole pulsing somehow. At the same time, I was so turned on I could not hold back. I wanted to tell her to pull me out and I fidgeted, tapping her sides with my hands but she thrust her clit against my tongue and BURRIED my cock in her throat, and SUCKED.

I was helpless below the waist. My cock erupted, I could only imagine now deep in her throat, pulsing semen deep into her, beyond her capacity to spit it out. At the same moment she came. Her pussy sprayed my face with a quick spritz in time with her orgasm and then it did it again. And again. A total of ten times this happened and my head was covered in...girl cum? Except it wasn't like semen.

I had heard about the phenomenon and seen porno, but it all just looked like pissing to me. This wasn't urine. At least not precisely. I continued to suck at her clit and she stroked her throat up and down my cock, giving herself a chance to breathe. I don't know when her hands grasped my balls, but they released them now. She seemed all excited. She licked up around my cock as I bathed her pussy and then she got off and came up to see me, straddling me again and looking at my drenched face.

"Awesome!" She exclaimed. "Hold still."

She reached down and guided my still pretty erect cock back into her pussy and then she lay down on my chest and took my head in her hands. Then, she proceeded to lick me. It dawned on me that it seemed kind of selfish but almost immediately, she kissed me, sharing her cum juice between every slurp.

It was an altogether different flavor and texture than the semen pussy juice but it was fantastic. It was still a little slippery, but lighter and not as meaty. As she finished the tongue bath, she rested her head on my shoulder but started gently, ever so slightly, doing little, slow up-downs on my cock.

Who was this girl??? My girlfriend was hot, but this girl made her seem like a slab of cold fish. Wait, why was I comparing the two?

"Mmmmm." she moaned.

"You are..." I couldn't finish it. There were no words. She was still doing the little up-downs with her pelvis, real slow. She finished for me.

"The best memory?"

I almost couldn't believe it but she had it right. Here I was lying on a patch of soft green grass in the shade, on a warm day, in a huge jungle garden, after swimming in a refreshing pond, with a gorgeous girl laying on top of me who has just given me easily the best, most uninhibited sex of my life.

"Yes."

She hugged me, pressing her pussy further down on me. My arms around her, I held her to me. We lay like that for a long time. Probably as long as an exercise cycle. 'Stupid brain' I thought. Don't bring that into this.

My cock never retreated. It wasn't precisely erect, but definitely not flaccid. She continued her little up-down pelvic undulations, ever so slowly. They seemed unconscious for her.