Starlight Gleaming Ch. 17

Holding a cell phone, my mother approached me. "It's your father, Ranji."

I took it. "Hello? Father?"

"Son, your mother has explained about the shortness of your stay. I'm buried in work. I really want to see you son before you leave, but it has to be tonight, and it's only for a few hours. I put in a request for you to use the Sunskipper and it was approved. Are you okay with coming out to get me?"

I laughed, giving Janetta a glance. "When will you be there, and where will you be?"

"I'll be at Sentry War Base within the hour, Terminal Five. See you soon." Then he hung up.

I handed the phone back to my mother. "I'm going to go get him. And it has to be tonight."

My mother smiled. "Then I will go prepare myself for his return. Be safe, my son." And she left.

Closing up my laptop, I looked at Janetta.

"Why are you looking at me like that? What's going on?" she asked.

"I have to go pick up my father. And, I need a co-pilot. Do you know any female combat pilots that might be interested in flying a Sunskipper?"

She carefully put her laptop aside as her eyes became huge. "What about Captain Harketsi?" she asked, struggling to contain her excitement.

"What about him? I'm the designated pilot, and I'm picking you to be my co-pilot. If Harketsi wants to tag along, he can sit in the passenger bay."

I looked at the others. "Do you want to come along, too?"

Zinja mirrored Janetta's glee. Cholan was fascinated by the aircraft, but I also recalled that she had some issues with flying. "You don't have to go if you don't want to," I told her.

Cholan bit her lower lip worriedly. "But you want me to go along. I am curious about it. Okay, Lieutenant. I'll go."

"What about the girls?" Ixma asked. "And Calia?"

"The girls can ride, too," I announced. The passengers would stay on board, and it would probably be a once-in-a-lifetime trip. "Why don't you go tell Calia, Ixma. I'm sure Rana can wait until we get back to finish her back rub."

"Class B uniforms everyone," Janetta declared. "Make me proud. Be down on the flight deck in fifteen minutes. Now turn to!"

We scrambled.

It was closer to twenty before Ixma, Calia and the girls showed up. But Janetta and I were finishing up the external pre-flight. It turned out that Captain Harketsi was away, and Lieutenant Yanultam was on duty. He raised his eyebrows at everyone trooping aboard, but insisted that he had to go along, too. Even though I did have the proper orders, that while he was on duty, he was responsible for the craft.

"Find a seat, then. Captain Tlacotli is my co-pilot for this trip."

"Yes, sir." He didn't even seem surprised.

After he left, I observed, "He seems like an alright guy."

Janetta nodded. "He knows I'm a combat pilot, and he respects that I love to fly. Readouts here are good."

We finished up and boarded the craft. I made sure everyone was properly belted in. Cholan looked a bit nervous, her eyes closed. After checking her belt, I gave her a brief kiss to the cheek.

Settling into the cockpit, I spoke through the steps for Janetta.

"You'll let me have the stick?" she asked.

"For a bit. After you watch me go through the launch, you can take us into the air from Sentry back home. I'll land us. There will be a second flight tonight," I reminded her.

She grinned at me, paying attention.

I started the launch sequence, getting us turned around, and using the external speakers to announce a warning to stand behind the blast barriers. Lights went on, and the hangar bay opened. The engine ignited and the power hummed through the craft. Janetta was all business, responding as the consummate professional I knew her to be.

As we catapulted into the night sky, I heard Sisi give a definite, "Wheee!"

Taking it up to fifteen hundred feet, I confirmed with Sentry our destination, and they responded. Janetta looked at the HUD, taking in the information, including all the SAM sites, our speed, and other essentials.

As before, the Combat Air Patrol over Sentry dispatched some of the fighters to provide escort.

After signing off with Sentry Control, I told her, "Go ahead. We'll be there inside ten minutes. Take the stick and see how it feels."

"Yes, Captain," she said formally, addressing me as captain of the airship. As expected, she did a little side-to-side, and played with the pitch a bit.

By then, we were already rapidly approaching Sentry War Base. She passed control back to me, and gave readouts on fuel, speed, and the like. I re-established communication with Sentry Control, and lined us up for descent.

The landing was almost textbook smooth. A little bounce, then a rapid deceleration. Taxiing over to Terminal Five, with a pair of Air Security cruisers to escort us, we parked near the main doors.

When I opened the hatch and lowered the ramp, I didn't recognize my father because he was in protective armor. Styen accompanied him.

Brief hugs in greeting. Once we got both of them seated, I closed us up. Taking off his helmet, my father greeted both girls, who were astonished to see the strange-looking being was actually their grandfather in disguise. They were happy to see their Uncle Styen, too.

I let Janetta turn us around and queue onto the runway. When the control tower gave us the go-ahead, I told her, "Take us up."

And she did. Smooth as silk. I let her fly most of the way back.

We had another escort for the return trip. When we were half way there, we made contact with the base control tower by our house. The landing, too, was without incident, and Janetta watched me like a hawk, taking in everything.

Mina had fussed a little, but between Ixma and Sisi, had been persuaded to remain calm. Once the tow-tractor latched on, we were taken back to the hangar. We paused to let our passengers disembark, and Janetta, Lieutenant Yanultam, and I stayed to finish the parking and post-flight check.

The lieutenant congratulated her on flying co-pilot, for which Janetta thanked him.

Once we were in the elevator and the door closed, she let out a whoop and jumped into my arms. It was all I could do to keep from tumbling to the floor. It felt good seeing her so happy.

She was still kissing me when the doors opened, and Zinja and Cholan laughed at us. Ixma and Calia were away, putting the girls to bed, as Rana had already retired for the evening.

I stopped off to say goodnight to my daughters. Sisi selected a story for me to read, and Sisi listened while Mina drowsed. With encouragement from Ixma and Sisi, Mina was less withdrawn. I could kiss my hand and touch her forehead, but I still couldn't hug her or kiss her yet. Small steps.

We had a late snack with my father at the dining table, and after several hugs between us and a little catching up, my parents announced they were going to take their leave. My father said he would be ready to return within ninety minutes.

After they left, Janetta looked at me. As she opened her mouth, I warned her, "Don't even say anything, you will burn my brain." Covering my ears, I began, "La la la la--"

She poked my nose. "Relax, Kandikan. Go to your room. Someone wants to say goodnight to you."

"It's not you, because you're already here," I mused.

"Just go, already. Because when we get back tonight, I'm not sharing you with anyone. Got it?"

I nodded. "Got it."

So I went to my suite and looked around.

Cholan was there, waiting patiently for me. She got up from the couch, and stood beside it, before looking at me again. I also noticed a towel over the arm of the couch.

I closed the door and walked in, smiling at her. "Hello, Cholan."

"Lieutenant."

"Have a seat, please."

Surprise and disappointment filled her face as she complied. "Yes, sir."

I sat down next to her. "Were you hoping I would just take you?"

She nodded.

"Well, I intend to have my way with you, but first I think we need to re-acquaint ourselves with each other. We had last night, of course, but wasn't private and personal like this is."

"No, sir. But I had a good time all the same, sir."

"So did I. I want you to sit on my lap, Cholan, facing me. Before I left, you were still in the hospital, and last night, I didn't get a chance to pay attention to one of your most amazing features. Besides that very smart head of yours."

She moved onto my lap, facing me. "Like this, sir?"

"Just like that, Cholan. Just like that." Putting my arms around her, I drew her close and began kissing her. For several minutes, we kissed and nibbled at each other's jaw and neck.

When I was nibbling along her neck again, there were little intakes of air.

"Isn't this better than a quick fuck?" I asked her.

"I'll take whatever I can get, Lieutenant. However you want," she said with a sigh.

"You know there's still all those couches and the table back at High Guard that we still have yet to try out," I reminded her.

Cholan looked at me, then closed her eyes, moaning as she bared her neck to my mouth.

"I need to see your breasts, Cholan. I need to feast on them."

"Yes, sir." Reaching down, she pulled up her shirt, then unhooked her bra, freeing her mounds.

I held my palm next to her aureoles. "Amazing."

Then I inhaled one, reaching out with one hand to the other, using my free hand to pull her to me.

She sighed as I lavished attention to first one, then switched off to the other.

"You really like my breasts?" she asked.

"I love them," I told her. Then I paused to look at her. "You know that I also love you for the person you are, don't you?"

Cholan nodded. "I do. It was a black day for my captain and for Ixma. But the first time you made love to me remains the best day of my life. I came so many times! I was sore for days afterward, but I truly felt appreciated. You thanked me and bowed to me afterward. You treated me like I was a real lady."

"You deserved it, Cholan. You still do."

"I love you, Lieutenant. Oh, goddess, that feels so good!"

She embraced my head while I suckled and played with her nipples, and she moaned and wriggled in appreciation. My mouth and hands attended to her breasts, with a few breaks when she needed to be kissed again.

We had a deadline, though, so after a bit, I rolled her over so that her back was on the cushions. Reaching down, I unbuckled her belt and unzipped her trousers. Quickly took off her shoes. She lifted up so I could remove panties and trousers at the same time. Cholan looked at me with love and lust, keeping her legs apart. Already her lower lips were swelling, turning ruddy and leaking with her arousal.

Pulling one leg to me, I nibbled along the back of her knee, causing her to gasp. Switching to the other side, I ran my tongue slowly along the sensitive flesh, moving closer, bit by bit, toward her center. When I got to her very heated flower, I blew slowly over the damp petals. Shifting back to the other leg, I started back toward her mound.

"Oh, gods. Your teasing is driving me mad!" Pulling her own legs apart, she opened herself to me.

Kisses, soft and gentle along damp lips were met by sudden gasps and whimpers. I blew along her center again, and slowly her lips parted, revealing the pink inner tunnel that led to her core. Shiny fluid full of feminine arousal began to ooze out, and my mouth descended. As I drank and feasted, Cholan moaned, rolling her hips in slow undulations. Her fingers dug into her thighs as she pulled her legs back even further, showing me her need.

"Sweet Jade goddess, I love you so much!" she panted, ending her words with a low groan.

"I love you, too, Cholan, and I love tasting you!"

She whimpered in reply.

Using my tongue, I licked along her puffy lips, slurping up her juices, sometimes flicking the ends of her lips, sometimes running from the bottom, all the way up to the swelling nubbin at the top as it began to peek out. More flicks, teasing along the base of her point of joy, followed by a deep oral exploration of the passage leading inwards to her sanctum.

Her breathing quickened, and my tongue lavished attention upon her wet pussy. More slickness coated her fat lips, and I did my best to drink every drop. Bit by bit, my tongue danced back toward the little pink erection at the apex of her mound. Cholan's hips moved faster and my oral attention matched it. Her cries grew louder and louder, rising in pitch as she neared her precipice of pleasure.

Diving in, my mouth inhaled her clit, and rapidly flicking the underside with my tongue. Cholan shrieked out, her hands fisting in my hair as her legs snapped tight around my head. Down I went, drinking up the sweet, tangy fluids gushing out from her core. All around my mouth, her throbbing nether lips pulsed open and closed, again and again.

Then she was pushing me away, heaving for air, her body racked every few seconds by waves of pleasure emanating out from deep within her womb.

Getting up, I sat beside her on the couch, then pulled her close. Her arms reached out, clinging to me as she panted for air. I stroked her back as I nuzzled her head under my chin. A few more tremors, smaller and further apart, shook her body.

"I love you," she murmured in Vedan.

"Who taught you that?" I asked.

"Calia. She's been teaching your daughters, and Ixma and I have been practicing. Did I say it right?"

"It was perfect." She watched me get up. "You know what I need from you now, don't you, Cholan?"

"To fuck for you?" Her face and chest were still flushed from her orgasm, and she looked at me with eagerness.

"That's right, Cholan. I need you to fuck for me. Now get up and assume the position." I moved out of the way as she stood up.

Removing my weapons, I carefully sat them onto floor behind the couch.

Without hesitation, she went to the arm of the couch with the towel on it, and leaned over. She bit her lower lip as I moved behind her. Loosened my trousers and pushed them down to my knees. Taking my hard shaft, I rapped it against her butt cheek.

Cholan looked over her shoulder at me and moaned. "Give it to me, please, Lieutenant."

I looked down her legs to where her feet touched the floor. Grabbing her hips, I lifted her and moved her an inch higher. She didn't have time to absorb the change before I nudged my swollen crown against her puffy, wet nether lips. Pushing inside her tight sheath, her slickness eased the way.

"So... full!" she husked, dropping down to the cushion. When my hips met her ass, she groaned.

I pushed a little deeper into her, reveling in the welcoming, wet embrace of her core around my length. Leaning over her, sliding one hand to her shoulder, I slowly withdrew until nearly out, then pushed back into her steamy depths. Each time I bottomed out within her sheath, I pushed a little more, using my grip on her shoulder to keep her in place. Her moans deepened as I ground into her.

"Oh, goddess," she gasped.

She got even wetter, and I was soon gliding in and out of her slick heat. Panting for air again, she tried to look back at me.

I responded with a slap to her butt. "Mind your fucking, Cholan!"

She cried out, and turned her head again. Another slap, switching hands, and then two more to other rear cheek. Thrusting harder into her slick channel.

A half-dozen strokes and a slap, switching cheeks. Cholan moaned almost continuously at this point. Mindful of her getting too sore, my hand from her hip grabbed her hair, pulling her head up as I slammed into her body, burying my length within her body again and again.

With a grunt, I felt her squeezing and rippling along my length. She shook as tremors racked her small frame, and a new wash of slickness bathed our thighs.

Feeling that tightness building in my balls, I thrust even faster, and Cholan quivered beneath me. The tingle drew tighter and tighter. Then I felt myself reach the edge, and holding her tight, shoved into her sheath, feeling my crown brush the rough doorway to her womb. I swelled inside her and began spraying lines of hot semen into her core, bathing her walls in sticky heat.

With a jerk as each pulse shot into her, Cholan cried out, wriggling beneath me. With an exhale that was half growl, again I was treated to renewed waves of heated gripping and releasing by her throbbing walls. Another rush of wetness as her core squeezed and released me, urging me to give her even more of my essence.

As my ejaculations faded, I released her hair. Leaning over her, I kissed her neck and she shivered. Slipping my arms around her, I held her to my chest, savoring her trembling ecstasy.

For several long seconds we remained there, catching our breath as the pleasure of our union slowly faded.

Nuzzling her ear, I whispered, "I remember you telling me that you wanted me to bend you over the couch and just take you. We've talked about it a lot before I left. What do you think?"

"I loved it." Cholan shivered again, covering my arms with her own.

"I wasn't too rough?"

"No, sir. I feel safe with you. Even when I thought you were going to split me in half, it makes me feel good that you want inside me so much that you insist on it, making me take your hard cock until I couldn't help but come on you. Then you filled me up and I came all over again. And now you're holding me, gentle and tender. I know I matter to you." Her body trembled again and she gasped.

"Anyone asks, what do you tell them?"

"I fuck just fine, sir. Lieutenant?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I have a nickname?"

"A nickname?"

"You call Ixma Little Mama, and Zinja is Farm Girl. I want special name that's just mine, too."

"I do think of you as my Island Girl, Cholan."

"You do?"

"I do. You remind me of warm sunsets, palm trees, and soft, sandy shores."

"Your Island Girl." She smiled at that. "I'm down with that. Thank you, sir."

I had been getting softer, and at that moment, I was squeezed out. Letting her go, I stood up.

Before I could do anything, she had the towel wadded up between her legs, and turning around, dropped to her knees.

"You don't have to do that, you know."

Cholan looked up, her soft brown eyes and face full of earnestness. "It's you and me together, Lieutenant. I like knowing I'm eating up your seed, taking your maleness for myself as I love you clean." Inhaling my soft cock, she sucked and licked it.

When she was done, she stood up, kissed my chest, and keeping the towel in place, hurried off to the bathroom.

Grinning after her, I loosely secured my trousers, collected my weapons, and went to the bedroom. Taking off the shoulder holster, I set them both onto my dresser. Undressing, I wandered into the bathroom.

Seeing me enter the tub with her, Cholan beamed at me. "Are you going to take me again, Lieutenant?"

"Just a quick wash. Your captain and I have a return flight in about... forty-five minutes. Turn around and I'll scrub your back."

Sighing with pleasure as I worked, I lathered her up and scrubbed her thoroughly. Then we snuggled, enjoying the closeness. Mindful of the time, I quickly washed myself and got out, grabbing a nearby towel to dry off.

Heading back to the bedroom, I found Janetta seated on the corner of the bed.

"Hello, my beauty," I told her, giving her a smile. I quickly dressed with fresh underwear and a clean shirt. Pulled on the same trousers.

"What time are we holding the memorial for Lieutenant Marrin tomorrow?"

"After breakfast, I should think. Weather forecast says it'll be a nice day tomorrow. We already held the funeral, so this is just putting her ashes into the earth. It shouldn't take long." Sitting down near her, I put my socks and shoes on.

Cholan came to the door, wrapped in a towel. "Thank you, Captain."

Smiling indulgently, Janetta nodded to her. "Did you have a good time?"

She grinned. "I did, sir. Safe flight and safe return."

"Thank you, Cholan. Good night."