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"Hmm, you're so hard Tor. Do you want to be inside me?" Tor's eyes had been closed, as if in concentration. He forced them open now to answer her.
"Yes.... ma'am," he said, with apparent difficulty.
"Me too!" Cherry said, raising herself up just enough to allow his cock to take aim at her entrance before moving back down slowly, taking his full length inside until their bodies pressed tightly together once more. Tor groaned loud and long.
As she continued grinding slowly against him, his cock buried fully now, she motioned for Fem to come to her. The bed was the perfect height for his cock to be easily accessible and when he was in position, she angled her body a little and gripped it, stroking him slowly. She looked up at him to find that same, benevolent smile and she smiled back before taking the head of his cock in her mouth. She felt and heard him sigh heavily and his head back moved back slowly, savoring the touch of her lips and tongue.
She felt Tor's hands grip her hips now, helping her increase the speed of her grinding. She moaned on Fem's cock before she released it and began to run her tongue along it, using her hand to help as she licked him from base to tip, flicking his head before moving down and back up again.
Both men were groaning now and Cherry heard their breath coming heavier, felt her own heavier too. She was grateful for Tor's strong hands as he pulled her tightly against him and she pushed harder and faster, feeling her third orgasm of the afternoon approaching. As the speed of her grinding increased, she gripped Fem's cock by the base and enveloped him in her mouth, sliding his length inside as far as she could.
She heard the gap between Tor's grunts shorten and his felt his grip become almost painful before he could hold it no longer and she felt his hot cum fill her pussy as his cock spasmed and lurched inside her. She continued the movement of her hips, so close now, and was unable to keep her mouth focused on Fem's cock. She came on Tor's cock, throwing her head back in ecstasy as she called out wordlessly once more.
As her grinding movements slowed, she returned her full attention to Fem, taking him back into her mouth, sliding up and down his length and using her hands to pump him until he too came in short order, filling her eager mouth. Gripping his cock tightly, she kept him inside until she had swallowed it all.
They stayed like that for a while, catching their breath and smiling warmly at each other. Cherry looked up to see if Bi'ral had enjoyed the show. The sexy Matrylla was standing close to the window of her compartment, one male standing behind her playing with her tits, another on his knees between her legs, but Cherry could see that she was rapt by what she had seen.
She remembered the tingle of pleasure she'd felt when she was fucking Vlex on Gasprol 2 at the knowledge they were being watched and she found again now that it excited her and her movements were almost automatic. She climbed off Tor, with Fem's support and approached the window of their compartment until she was within reach of it, she and Bi'ral maintaining eye contact.
"Heb, come," she demanded, knowing he would be hard again by now. She pressed her palms against the window and angled her body slightly. Heb didn't require any more instruction and within a few moments, Cherry felt his hands on her hips and the head of his cock press against her messy slit before he pushed inside and start pumping in and out of her slowly.
"Ahh! That's good Heb," Cherry breathed, angling her body a little more to allow him to go deeper. In her own compartment, Bi'ral said something to the male between her legs and he moved away. She mimicked Cherry's position, putting her hands on the glass and then turned her head to address the male behind her.
Soon, both women were being fucked from behind with increasing speed. Cherry moaned and called out loudly as Heb gripped her more tightly and increased his pace. Across from her, she saw Bi'ral's male had stepped it up as well. A sort of gauntlet had been thrown down.
"Ahh fuck! Come on Heb, fuck me hard! I'll be damned... uh!... if Bi'ral... ahh!... get's to cum before me!" she said and felt him really pound into her now. Cherry was aware that Bi'ral also seemed to be encouraging the male fucking her and she couldn't help but picture two jockeys, not sparing the whip on the run in to the line.
Wild with passion and pleasure now, she found her hips slamming back into Heb's as he fucked her. Involuntarily her hand reached behind to grip his ass in a vain attempt to full him deeper.
"Ahh! Yes!! That's it..... uh!... Come on... Fuck!.... Fuck me!....."
She came, very hard, and was glad for Heb's powerful grip, as her body convulsed and clenched, her legs going weak for a moment. Despite reaching his own climax at almost the same moment, Heb was able to maintain enough control to hold her upright. It took a few moments for her to regain enough sense to check if they had beaten Bi'ral. She was just in time to see the first throes of Bi'ral's own orgasm and had a little chuckle to herself.
Competitive fucking might just be something she'd have to try again.
When she returned from another trip to freshen up, it occurred to her that their journey was only a little under half over and there was still lots more time for entertainment. When she glanced into Bi'ral's compartment and saw the Matrylla was now fucking a different male, sitting on his cock as she faced away from him and towards Cherry, she knew there would definitely need to be more entertainment.
And so, on they went. She sucked or fucked at least one more load from all three of her crew before they finally arrived at the surface.
"Captain, I must say," Bi'ral said as she entered their compartment to guide them on, "your crew's performance was most impressive. They are indeed well trained as you say."
Her shipmates had their heads down again, so she couldn't exactly tell their reactions, but she had a pretty good idea what it would be. For her part, Cherry instinctively thought it was funny. Still, she couldn't shake the fact that she had a certain amount of genuine pride as well.
"They certainly are, Bi'ral. They certainly are."
From the elevator's surface terminal, Bi'ral led them aboard a sleek air shuttle, it's upper part almost exclusively glass. This allowed them unobstructed views of Matryll's surface as they traveled the short distance to the capital for their appointment with the governor.
Cherry has been a little nervous that Bi'ral would insist on more 'entertainment' on this leg of their journey, but instead their crimson skinned guide spent her time pointing out various interesting features and landmarks along the way.
On their approach to the capital it was clear that, despite Matryll's relative isolationism, it was nevertheless an enormously advanced and developed society. The city itself was very impressive, it's architecture notable to Cherry and the other visitors for the veritable kaleidoscope of color and patterns it used.
Their shuttle carried on a little past the city to more open parkland, where the governor's palatial residence came into view, set amid beautifully manicured gardens, lakes and fountains.
The landing pad where they finally came to rest was a short distance from the main building itself and Cherry and her crew couldn't help but be impressed by the extravagant grounds.
Still, the landscaping probably wasn't the most striking site on their five hundred meter walk to the building. Cherry counted at least seven sexual encounters in progress that they passed on their way. They varied widely. Perhaps the one that Cherry found most intriguing saw two particularly stunning females, slightly bent at the waste and being taken from behind while, facing each other, they kissed and groped each other.
"As you can see Captain Rosso," Bi'ral explained, noticing Cherry's interest, "the governor maintains an outstanding stable of Jolhan, most certainly the best on all of Matryll," she went on proudly.
"Oh, I don't doubt it Bi'ral. Most impressive."
Inside, there were still more sexual encounters underway. In lobbies, visible in rooms and offices though open doors, even on staircases. Although her research should have prepared her, Cherry found the reality of just how much sex permeated Matryllan daily life a little shocking and very arousing.
And so, when Bi'ral finally led them into an enormous and opulently decorated room that seemed to double as both the governor's office and comfortable reception room, she was definitely feeling herself getting wet and she smiled a little at the thought of what Natalie would say if she knew she was still so turned on even after the session of 'entertainment' on the elevator ride.
Cherry noticed quickly that this was the first place or room they had been where no one was fucking.
The room was long, maybe thirty or forty meters and maybe fifteen meters wide. Entering at one end, to her right Cherry could see a row of huge windows allowed the light from the gardens to flood the room. Comfortable looking furniture seemed to litter the space without adopting any discernible pattern that she could tell, all of it in different shapes and sizes. It struck Cherry as a little unusual. In the center of the wall opposite the windows, they found the governor seated behind a desk.
"Governor," Bi'ral said, motioning to Cherry and ignoring the crew completely, "allow me to present Captain Cherry Rosso of the Emperor 16."
Standing, the governor moved around the desk, a broad smile on her beautiful face. Cherry wasn't sure what she had expected, but she felt certain it wasn't for the governor to be probably the most attractive Matrylla they had yet come across and in a race of apparent ubiquitous beauty, this was saying something. It only occurred to her now that, of all of the Matrylla they had come across, none seemed to show their age by their appearance. Indeed, all seemed to be perfectly in their prime.
She was clad entirely in a deep purple. Boots of something very like leather extended up past her knee. The dress she wore clung to her lithe form. It was short, falling barely below the level of her ass. Just above her waist, it opened wide leaving most of her torso and chest as well as her neck uncovered. Her pale green hair was up, styled extravagantly about her head. Cherry noted that she moved with the practiced grace she would have expected of someone so powerful.
"Captain Cherry Rosso," she said warmly, approaching Cherry with her arms wide, "it is indeed a pleasure. I am Kan Lin'ma, Governor of Matryll," she went on, taking Cherry into a gentle embrace and kissing her lightly on the lips. Cherry was a little taken aback, but reasoned that this must be a standard way of greeting someone among the Matrylla so went with it.
"Governor," she replied, trying to keep her tone as regal as she could, "the pleasure is indeed mine. You honor me with your invitation."
They moved to a cluster of furniture, a little away from the desk and some small talk ensued. The governor, in a politician's way -- as if press were present -- explained her desire for improved relations with other species and her delight to meet female leaders like Cherry. For her part, Cherry was careful to appear attentive and to acknowledge the many complements the governor proffered.
She was conscious though that her crew were also in the room. They hadn't been invited to join Cherry and the governor when they sat and instead still stood, heads bowed, by the desk. Bi'ral remained, standing respectfully next to the governor.
"Well Captain," the governor said at last, "dinner may be some time yet. I wonder would you join me in some entertainment?" The question didn't have any suggestive quality in its tone that Cherry could sense, so she was unsure if the governor meant the same thing by 'entertainment' that Bi'ral had earlier. What she said next confirmed her suspicions though.
"I understand," the governor said, glancing at Bi'ral, "that your crew provided excellent entertainment on your elevator journey." She stood now and approached Heb, Tor and Fem. Cherry rose too and followed. "I wonder," the governor went on, as she began inspecting the crew, running her hands over their bodies and rubbing their cocks through their pants, "would you consider, an exchange?"
"I'm sorry governor, an exchange?" Cherry asked, still a little confused although she was certain the Matryllan leader was very interested in her crew.
"As I'm sure Bi'ral has informed you, my stable of Jolhan is the finest on Matryll, perhaps even the finest ever assembled. I thought perhaps you might enjoy sampling some of my choicest specimens and in return, you might permit me to sample yours."
It took a good deal of effort for Cherry not to make some unintelligible noise while she digested this suggestion. If she was honest, she had probably expected that she would be having sex at some point during her visit to the surface of a planet where sex was such a pervasive element of the culture, although she hadn't expected things to move so quickly. At the same time, the knew her crew would have no objection to 'entertaining' the almost unbelievably attractive governor.
"Why, governor..." she managed eventually, with only a slight hesitation, "I would be only too happy for you to... sample my crew. I can certainly attest to their... quality."
She felt a little odd speaking of Heb, Tor and Fem like this, as if they were a product of some kind. She focused on not laughing out loud at the absurdity of it, but reminded herself that such were the foibles of interstellar diplomacy.
"Excellent," the governor said, smiling at Cherry. "Bi'ral?"
Bi'ral seemed to know what the governor's use of her name implied and she nodded briefly before heading to another door on the opposite end of the room from where Cherry had entered the opulent space.
"You know Captain," the governor went on, glancing at Cherry but more interested than ever now in the three human men, "I believe this kind of cultural dialogue and interchange will be most important in achieving my goal of better relations with other species."
"I couldn't agree more, governor," Cherry said and again stifled a chuckle as she considered that she had never heard an inter-species orgy described as 'cultural dialogue and interchange' before. She noticed that Biral was returning, trailing three Matryllan males behind her. Cherry felt her excitement grow.
"Ah, very good," the governor said, distracted for a moment from her focus on Cherry's shipmates, "Captain Rosso, allow me to present three of my most distinguished Jolhan: Yof, Drem and Var."
The three males stood in a line now for Cherry to inspect. Like the other males she had seen, their white hair was worn long, at least shoulder length. Two wore it loose, one had a simple ponytail. Their bodies very covered by very little, only simple loose fitting pants tied with a cord of the same material at the waist. Their uncovered arms and upper bodies were very clearly muscular and toned.
"They are," the governor began and, starting with the left-most male in the line, untied their pants allowing them to fall to the floor, "the envy of Matryll. As you can see," she went on, all three now naked, "each is in prime physical condition and their cocks," wrapping her hand around the right hand male's cock and pumping him gently, "are most optimal in size and shape. I think you will be pleased."
"I have no doubt governor," Cherry agreed. Although she still struggled with the idea of treating her shipmates the way the governor was treating her Jolhan, she knew the best thing to do was emulate the governor's presentation.
"Crew," she said sternly, "disrobe for the governor." Getting into the spirit of things, Heb, Tor and Fem quickly started taking off their clothes until they too were standing naked in a line.
"Governor," Cherry went on, "allow me to present Heb, Tor and Fem." She walked along the line, trailing her hand across their chests. "While our culture does not..." she paused, taking care not to say something that might be offensive, "...maintain stables of Jolhan as yours does, nevertheless, my crew are extremely well trained in the arts of pleasure and obedience. I trust you will find them to your liking."
The governor was beaming now. She took her turn walking along the line, eyeing them closely.
"Mmm, thank you captain," she said, "I am looking forward to finding out. It is such a rarity on Matryll for us to have access to males of other species, especially ones as well trained as you say," she went on. "I think..." she paused, as if deciding which drink she wanted to order at a bar, "I will begin with you," she said, indicating Heb.
With a simple flick of her hand, her dress fell away from her shoulders and pooled at her feet. She beckoned Heb with her finger as she backed up to a sort of chaise longue and ensconced herself comfortably on it.
Taking her lead from the governor, Cherry pulled her tank top over her head and let it fall to the floor, her shorts following a moment later.
"You," she said authoritatively, indicating the middle of the line of three crimson males with a point of her finger. He stepped forward and Cherry moved to a wide and deep couch that would allow her a clear view of the governor.
Sitting down and leaning back, she managed to take a moment to smile to herself at just what an incredible experience she was involved in, again. For a moment, as the tall, hard Matryllan male approached her, she reflected that only a few short weeks ago she was trying and failing to convince that prick Phil to join her at space readiness courses, and now here she was, about to fuck the personal harem of the governor of a strange and powerful alien world.
Rubbing her quickly moistening pussy a little, Cherry found she didn't need to provide verbal instructions for this first Matrylla -- Drem -- and he proceeded onto his knees.
"I look forward to pleasuring you mistress," he said before moving his head towards her and starting his work. She quickly felt his mouth plant gentle kisses on her inner thighs before his tongue joined in.
Glancing over at the governor, she could see Heb already hard at work on her pussy. The governor was looking down at him, a rapt expression on her face, her hand placed on his head.
"Hmm, very good," she said, "what was this one's name again, Captain?" she asked.
"Heb, governor... ooh," she said, jarred a little as Drem's tongue went to work on her slit.
"Ah yes, Heb," the governor went on, her eager gaze returning to Heb as a long moan escaped her lips.
Cherry felt her arousal grow, felt herself becoming ever wetter as Drem lived up to his reputation. As she moaned her assent, she looked up and motioned for another of the males to come to her.
"What, hmm... what is your name?" she asked as he approached.
"I am Var mistress. How may I pleasure you?"
"Come up here Var, I want to taste your cock," Cherry said, interested to add a new flavor to her burgeoning collection of extra terrestrial cocks.
"An excellent idea, Captain," the governor said and motioned of Tor and Fem to approach her. They took up station on either side of her, allowing her to grip both their cocks at once as Heb continued to eat her.
Var had to maneuver himself a bit to present his cock to Cherry's mouth, but he was clearly very capable and Cherry took a moment to marvel at his agility as she sat up just a little to take his cock in her hand. He was very hard and totally smooth to the touch as she ran her hand along his length. When she finally took him in her mouth, to her astonishment, there was no ambiguity at all about his taste -- 100% pineapple.
