Sex is Mandatory on Planet Z253

"You could make me cum. Do those things your mother does to get me off."

"What are you talking about? You act as if my mother and I have discussed and developed a strategy for our common partners."

"Being prepared is one of the keys to success no matter what the endeavor. Flex your inner muscles, grip my little cock, and moan like you are enjoying yourself. That's how your mother makes me explode."

Betsy made a face. She was angry and felt insulted and disrespected, but she wanted this to end as quick as possible. She gave in.

"Oh, ohhh," she cooed. She moved her hips like she had done with Hunter. She flexed her belly and pelvic muscles hoping that was what he was asking for.

"Oh. Nice. Wonderful!" he cried.

She continued to moan, squeeze her cunt, and push her ass into him. He slammed his thin dick into her. He reached out, grabbed one of her long, hard nipples, and pinched it hard. Really hard.

"Ouch!" she screamed.

Her cry of pain was the trigger that got him off. He screamed, "Yes. Oh! Ohhhh!" He slammed into her and shot his load.

Ten seconds after his last blast, Betsy pulled away from him. She turned, looked over her shoulder, and said, "Get out. Please."

He staggered across the room and put on his robe. She hurried to the bathroom. "What a bastard!" she said under her breath. He cursed her, "Bitch."

^^^back in room #2 - the 2nd man for June^^^

June exited the bathroom after cleaning her pussy, she pressed the green button and awaited the arrival of her next partner. He too was someone she been with in the past. Bennett Wills was a scientist. He was in charge of the water purification and sewage plant.

The tall, lean, bald man entered the room. "Hi, June. You look as beautiful as ever."

"You are so full of shit," the nude woman responded teasing him.

He removed his robe, hung it on a hook, and said, "Yes. I am what I do. My world is shit and piss. My sense of smell is shot, but my vision is unaffected. You are beautiful."

They shared a laugh as they did everytime they met. They exchanged kisses on the cheek and hugged. "What's new with you?" he asked as they made their way to the bed and sat.

"Betsy has ovulated. She's next door."

"Wow. Makes you feel old, doesn't it? I can remember with my kids had their first visit here. You're proud and sad at the same time. My daughter couldn't look me in the eye at dinner that night."

"Yes. I'm worried about her, but thrilled at the prospect she might have a baby."

He looked at her face, caressed a heavy tit, and said, "Let's not give up on you."

She rubbed his hairless dome and said, "You sweet-talking old fool."

He nuzzled her breasts. She giggled and toppled over. Bennett lapped at her tits, sucked, and bit her nipples.

"Ouch! Stop that," she protested anemically. She cradled his head in her arms and didn't allow him to pull away.

He continued his attacked on her boobs. "Mmmm," he moaned.

"Oh. Ohhh," she groaned.

He sucked more. She giggled, groaned, and sighed deeply as he enjoyed her breasts. After a bit, he slid to the floor, pushed her legs apart, and stuck his face in her pussy. He licked her. He located her clit and sucked her nub.

"Ben, I'm messy," she protested weakly.

He ignored her words and listened to her body. She spread her legs and moved her hips intensifying their contact. He ate her thoroughly. The cum of the other man didn't ruin his experience.

"Mmmm. Mmmm," he groaned as he rooted around her pussy. He took his time. When he felt she was on the brink, he stood. His cock was thick and hard. He said, "Assume the position."

They had had sex a couple of times before. She knew what he liked. She liked it too and was happy to oblige him. She scampered on the bed and got on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her. He rimmed her asshole with his broad, flat tongue.

"Ohhh!" she groaned

He took a minute or two to tongue wash her anus and then, he raised up and pressed his cock to her pussy. He leaned in and drove his dick into her vagina.

"Ohhh!" They both cried out loving the initial penetration.

He thrust into her and slowly drove his cock further and further into her.

"Ahhhh!" he exclaimed.

"Ohhhh!" she sighed.

After bottoming out, he stroked in and out of her. She responded and joined him in a leisurely, enjoyable fuck. The pace was slow. Their heart and respiration rates increased and so did their pleasure.

"Oh. Oh!" she moaned.

"Nice," he groaned.

He noticed her breathing was louder. He moved more forcefully and asked, "Are you ready to cum?"

"Yes. Ohhhhh. Do it."

He picked up the pace and slammed his cock into her. He put his thumb in his mouth, wet it thoroughly, and placed it against her asshole. He teased her and rubbed the crinkled, brown flesh.

"Ohhhh," she cried. Her body trembled in anticipation.

Then he plunged his thumb into her dirty passage.

"Ohh, God!" she screamed.

She came that instant. Her body thrashed about. He felt her pussy pulsate on his dick and he felt her anus clench his thumb.

"Ahhhh," he screamed as he came and flooded her pussy with his cum.

^^^back to room #1 ^^^

Betsy pushed the bathroom door mostly closed, sat on the toilet, peed, and said, "I'm glad to be rid of him."

She was distracted and missed seeing that the Governor grabbed a knickknack off the dresser and used it to prop open the door on his way out. In the hall, he tied his robe and then went to the men's waiting room where he found her next partner.

He took one step into the room, smiled, and said, "Hello, Franklin."

"Hello, Governor," Dr. Franklin Monson responded. He stood and came to him. They shook hands.

"Franklin, you're in for a treat. The daughter is even better than the mother. She's younger, fitter, has bigger boobs, and a tighter pussy."

"Excellent."

"She also has her mother's bitchy attitude, but I bent her to my will and made our encounter more than a sterile cum dump. I have a suggestion for you. Interested?"

"Sure."

"She doesn't know we are as thick as thieves. Go in there and bad mouth me. That will endear you to her and lead to a better, more enthusiastic fuck."

"Okay," he answered with a laugh.

"I propped the door open so you can walk in and surprise her. Catch her off guard."

"Young, inexperienced, and befuddled. That'll allow me to be in control. Brilliant. Thanks."

"Let's meet tonight at the Big Boulder hunting lodge around eight. We'll have a beer and compare stories later. Eh?"

"Sounds great," Franklin said. "Oh, can we make it nine-thirty? My ten-year-old is in the school's talent show. My wife will kill me if I miss her performance."

"Fine. Enjoy yourself!" Monroe waved and walked away heading to the shower.

The doctor smiled and said, "I will. Looks like I'm in for a great time." He exited the waiting area and walked toward Betsy's room.

Florence hesitated and then stepped out of the supply closet. It was in the hallway next to the men's waiting area. She had overheard their conversation. She looked both ways and was glad she didn't encounter either man. She brought her hand to her mouth and said, "Oh, dear. What should I do?"

^^^Betsy's third time^^^

Franklin headed straight toward room #1. He slipped inside. He pressed the button to turn on the green 'Okay to enter' light. Then, he removed the object that the Governor had used to hold the door open, put it back in its place, and silently closed the door.

He could hear Betsy talking to herself in the bathroom. She was saying, "Where does the Governor get the right to tell me what my mother is like in bed? And how my body compares with her? What a bastard!" She stomped around the room to rid herself of the foul energy that filled her body. Her booted foot clanged noisily.

Franklin put on a pleasant face, pushed the bathroom door open, and said, "Ah. There you are."

"Eek!" the naked woman screamed and said, "What are you doing here?"

He smiled to reassure her. He took in the view of her young, attractive body, but he didn't overtly stare. He didn't want to upset her. He quickly found her eyes and said, "The green light was on. I assumed you were ready for me."

"I didn't push the button?" she stammered. She turned away from him. He saw her backside and said to himself, "Very nice. Huge tits and a small, tight rear end. A great combination!"

Out loud, he said, "Oh. Then how was the door unlocked?"

"I don't know."

He paused for a second and then pushed on while she was rattled. "I agree with your assessment of the Governor. He's a bastard. A real weasel. He even sounds like one with that soprano voice of his."

He leaned up against the door frame and said, "It was wrong of him to tell you about encounters with your mother. These meetings are private for a reason. The goal of increasing our population is critical to the survival of our colony. It must have been very uncomfortable for you to hear intimate details about your mother's body and the things she does when having sex."

"Yes. I found it repulsive. He made me feel dirty."

The big, stocky man pointed to the shower stall and said, "How about we share a shower? You can wash away the Governor's stench, get his fingerprints off your body, and remove all traces of the vile man."

He could see she was considering it. He said, "I didn't make Monroe the Governor. It's my misfortune to work with him just as it was your bad luck to have been partnered with him. I have followed him before in the propagation room and, more often than not, I walk in and discover a woman who's been traumatized or has been severely pissed off by his behavior. Please don't hold anything he said or did against me or other men. He is a grade-A creep."

She visibly relaxed. Her hands unclenched, Her arms hung looser at her sides. She smiled and said, "I'd like to wash his stink off my body."

The doctor stuck out his hand and said, "Hello. My name is Franklin. Dr. Franklin Monson. The head doctor here."

She shook hands with him, giggled, and said, "I'm Betsy. I've heard my mother speak about you."

He shucked off his robe and let it drop to the floor. His body was large. He was pretty fit for a man in his fifties. He looked strong. His limp dick hung down between his legs. His balls looked big in their low hanging sack. She gave him the once-over and then went to the walk-in shower. She stepped in, turned the water on, and left the glass door open. She adjusted the water temperature staying away from the spray.

The shower was large. There was plenty of room for two, but Franklin held back. He was enjoying the view, but more importantly, he was following his plan. He wanted her to see him as a friend and ally. He let her get comfortable.

When the water was right, Betsy stepped into the flow. "Ahhh," she called out. She let the streaming water beat the tension out of her body.

Franklin let her enjoy the shower for a few minutes and then, he stepped in. He put his large hands on her and massaged her neck and shoulders. "Better?" he asked.

"Yes.

He manipulated her muscles while he watched the water flow down her back and sweep across her svelte backside. Her butt was small, smooth, and sleek.

"Thanks," she said. "That feels nice."

"Give me one of your hands," he said.

She turned so her shoulder faced him and tentatively extended her left hand. He grasped it and gave her a great hand massage. "Oh. That's nice," she said. She closed her eyes and she leaned into the water. While the water pelted her scalp, he studied her boobs.

He manipulated her fingers and said to himself, "Damn! She's got a great pair of tits! I've got to get her switched to my patient's list."

When he finished the massage, he politely requested, "Give me your other hand."

Her eyes were still closed. She turned to face him and gave him her right hand. The warm water pounded her back.

"Ah," she cooed.

Franklin worked on her hand and stared at her nude body. He thought. "I was impressed with her mother's body and her rack. This girl is exponentially hotter. Her boobs are huge and firm. Oh my God! Those nipples are obscene!" His dick grew hard.

His eyes trailed down her body. He looked at her narrow waist, the slim hips, and her matted pubic hair. He swore he could discern her slit. He smiled and told himself, "I will enjoy hitting that!"

"Relaxed?" he asked.

"Yes."

"May I touch you?"

"Yes."

He placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her into the spray. He reached around and grabbed her breasts, hefted, and squeezed them. The water made them slick. He put his front to her back. His erection bounced against her thighs as he fondled her boobs and pulled on her nipples.

"Oh," she cooed as he played her like a talented musician plays a musical instrument. He was gentle and rough. He teased and delivered. He had fun. She enjoyed his touch.

"Doing okay?" he asked as he juggled her boobs.

"Mmm. Yes."

"You're a beautiful woman and these are some great melons. And that's is my professional opinion."

He laughed in a kind way. She did too. She said,"I appreciate that you are being nice. It's a welcomed

change."

"Some men don't get it."

He let one hand drop. It ran down her firm stomach, through her patch of brown curly hair to her gash. He located her clit and rubbed it up and down and then side to side.

"Oh. Oh," she moaned.

The water lubricated his finger and he slid about exploring her sex. He played with her labia, dipped a finger into her warm tunnel, and returned to rubbing and pleasuring her hard nub.

"Oh. Oh," she moaned.

He increased the pressure and speed of his fingers.

She responded. She groaned louder, "Oh! Oh! Oh!"

She pressed her body to his. Her hand sought out his erection and she stroked it as he stroked her.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried.

He leaned her upper half forward, grabbed his dick, and shoved it into her wet pussy

"Oh. Fuck!" she cried. "I needed that."

He pushed her against the wall and fucked her from behind. Her big tits flattened against the tiles.

He drove into her hard and rapidly.

"Oh! Yes!" she called out.

He was rough, forceful, and dominering in a good way. He pounded her and they both loved it. Then, he pulled back and took his dick out of her.

"Oooh. Don't take it away. Give it to me," she begged.

"I will," he snickered and he gave it to her. He aimed for her other hole and slammed it home. Bullseye! The tip of his dick breached her anus and slipped passed her sphincter.

"AH! Ahhh! That's my ass!" she screamed and struggled to get away.

He pretended not to hear her. The big man held her, controlled her, and drove his bone into the virgin territory.

"Stop! Ouch! Stop!"

"What's the matter?" he asked when he had half his cock inside her butt. He pulled back a smidge and slid more of it in.

She squirmed, thrashed about, and tried to get away, but the strong man had her pinned against the wall. She started to sob and said, "You're hurting me."

He stroked in and out of her ass ignoring her tears. And then, suddenly, he pretended to notice his dick was in her butt. "Oh. God! I'm in the wrong hole. It is so slippery down there with the water and your juices. My cock accidentally slipped into your bum."

He pushed all of his cock inside her butt and said, "God! It's tight. I like it."

She didn't answer. She was sobbing. He fucked her bum for a while and then asked, "How about you? Do you enjoy having my dick in your ass?"

"Please stop," she begged.

He smiled, pulled out, and put his dick back into her pussy.

"There. Is that better?"

"Ahhh," she grunted. She was relieved his dick was out of her ass.

"Sorry accidents happen. I seem to recall the same thing happened to your mother. She screamed like a Banshee when I drilled her in the ass."

"What?" she screamed. His remark set her off. She began to squirm and tried to get away from him.

Franklin grabbed her hip bones. He held her steady. He laughed as he rapidly drove his penis in and out of her. He fucked the fight out of her. She grew tired, felt helpless, and submitted. She gave up and let the bigger, stronger man have his way with her. Eventually, he climaxed.

"Ohh! Ohhhh!" he cried out. He continued to thrust into her in rhythm with his sperm spewing out of his cock. When he was spent, his heavy body sagged against her trapping her. His cock grew soft and slipped from her body.

When he was finished enjoying his orgasm, he grabbed a bar of soap and cleaned his cock. He rinsed and got out of the shower. He hummed a happy tune as he dried himself. He tossed the towel on the floor, put on his robe, and left.

Betsy slid down the wall. She sat on the shower floor and cried. The water beat down on her.

^^^

^^^back to Room #2^^^ June's third guy

After her climax with Bennett, June was slow getting to her next partner. She cleaned up, hit the green button, and lay on the bed to rest. She dozed off and woke to find a young soldier standing just inside the door admiring her naked body.

"Oh. Hello," she said. "Sorry. I fell asleep."

"I get sleepy after I have sex. You've had sex twice. No wonder you took a nap."

June sat up on the edge of the bed. She said, "Hello, Dillon. How are you?"

The short, stocky, twenty-year-old shuffled nervously in the room. He answered, "Fine."

She smiled at him and said, "There's no reason to be nervous. Even though this is our first time together." She stood and came to him. He stared at her bouncing, jiggling breasts.

He blushed and said, "This is my first time at one of these sessions."

"Oh, but you're twenty. Usually, participation begins at eighteen for males."

"I declined the earlier invites. The Governor and Dr. Monson allowed me to skip my sessions. They took my place. I wasn't ready, but now I am."

She went behind him and helped him remove his robe. "I'm sure they were only too happy to sub in," she said with a smirk on her face that he couldn't see. She smiled as she slid in front of him and said, "Welcome, newbie. Please call me June. Today, I'm not your nurse or your mother's friend. I'm your procreation partner."

"Yes, ma'am. I mean. Yes, June."

She laughed kindly. He looked at her body. She looked at his naked form. He had an erection. She said, "Wow! How did I miss that at your last examination? Your cock is huge."

"It's only big when it's engorged. Some of the girls my age think it's too big. They complain their jaws ache when they give me a blow job and they worry it'll stretch them too much if we have sex."

She dropped to her knees to get a better look at his equipment. She said, "I can understand their concerns." She wrapped her hand around his thick member. "It's very big."

She decided to find out for herself. She took his cock into her mouth. He was more than a mouthful. "Mmmm," she squealed surprised by his impressive girth.

"Ohhhh," he moaned.

She stuck with it, bobbed, and sucked. She pulled off, wiggled her jaw bone, and said, "That's some dick. A girl could dislocate her jaw trying to swallow that."

She stood up and said, "I hope you are very careful with that." She tapped his dick as she spoke.

"Yes. That's why I delayed my entry into this program. Mom has explained that I need to take my time and make sure my partner is ready. And she says no woman will ever be wet enough for me. I should always use lube."

"That's good of her to go into that much detail. Many parents just cover the basics."

"I got the birds and the bees story at thirteen. When I was eighteen, she caught me having sex or trying to have sex. The young woman was crying as she attempted to slide down my dick. Mom saw my erection and we had a more detailed discussion."

"That must have been embarrassing for all concerned, but necessary. Next time I see your mother, I'll thank her on behalf of all women."