Tripletit - The Story So Far

Shona moved me slightly. I thought she would try to put my slack erection in the middle slit. She didn't. She turned me, held my ankles together and pushed my feet inside her. I felt the warm slipperiness gradually move up my calves, my thighs, and a pause as her slit expanded to accommodate my hips.

"Put your arms by your sides, Ricky, and let them go in, please?"

I complied. Once past my hips my body was sliding into her much faster. She shifted herself slightly as my shoulders entered. The opening closed gently around my neck with my shoulders held by her muscles.

"I'm standing up now. Just relax."

Shona stood up. The white skirt fell to her ankles. My head was dangling between her legs with her silk petticoat slithering over my face as she paced around the cabin. Sometimes I could see her white nylon covered legs moved around and below me. I felt owned, held in an impossibly total embrace, not penetrating Shona but engulfed by her, surrounded by her love.

Despite my inverted position I felt very comfortable as if I was floating in a warm sea.

"This is the difficult part, Ricky," I heard Shona say through the layers of petticoats and satin swathing my head. "Hold your breath. It won't be for more than a few seconds. Ready?"

"Ready," I answered.

Even so I was shocked as Shona's muscles suddenly contracted and my head vanished inside her. I was aware of a pink membrane sliding past my face, turning into a darker red, and then all light being cut off. Beyond the top of my head her slit closed firmly behind me, sealing me inside Shona.

I was Shona's. She had taken my whole body and engulfed it totally. Unless she released me soon, I would suffocate inside her womb. After no more than thirty seconds I felt pressure around me. Within a few seconds my head was crowning, then my nose was in air, still deep inside her clothing, but able to breathe. My mouth and chin followed. The process stopped again with my shoulders still inside her.

I felt Shona move to sit on the bed. She lifted her skirts and petticoats. I could see her face looking down at my head. It was a loving look tinged with ecstasy. For her this was an ultimate sexual experience. I felt that it could have been for me too if Shona hadn't drained me so effectively beforehand. I wanted to crawl back inside her, or if not, to stay held as I was.

I could see the regret on Shona's face as she tensed her muscles to expel me. I felt a sense of loss too. Our union had been more complete than anything I could have imagined.

As I landed on the bed Shona grabbed the edges of the sheet and wrapped it around me. She wound it so tightly that I was constrained more than I had been when inside her. I could feel that I was covered with her secretions. I must be making a real mess of that sheet.

Shona took a pillowcase and wiped my head dry. She pulled me to her middle breast.

"Suck, Ricky. We need a rest after that."

I sucked. Within seconds I was unconscious.

The next thing I knew was that I was sharing a shower with Shona. She was washing me very effectively. I spluttered as the shower hit my face. She laughed at me. She wrapped me in a large towel, dried me and put me back on the bed. The sheets had been changed. She dried herself and watched me struggle ineffectively to release myself from the towel.

She relented and unwrapped me. We dressed. I looked at the clock. It was nearly time for the evening meal.

"Well, Ricky? Do you want to face everybody, or shall we eat in here?"

"I'm ready to face our public, Shona, if you are."

"Let's go."

When we entered the dining room we were greeted by a storm of applause. We thanked everyone for their presents and their good wishes. There were a few jokes at our expense and a request for speeches from us.

We hadn't had a father of the bride, nor a best man, so we had to do the speeches ourselves. What we said doesn't matter. They didn't care, neither did we. We were happy and they were happy for us.

At the end of the meal we were left alone, drinking coffee.

"What I did to you, Ricky, should have healed the skin on your back," Shona suddenly whispered. "It has made a difference, but the scarring is still visible. I don't know much about the effect on your skin of engulfing you because it is rarely done, and very infrequently mentioned. It is a private matter between consenting adults."

"Even if it has only worked partially, Shona, that's a help," I whispered to her. "I can feel that my back is easier. The skin isn't pulling when I move. I had to be careful not to stretch too much. Now it seems more flexible."

"I'll look at it again tonight. Maybe the effect takes time. Or we might have to repeat the process. Can you face another engulfment?"

"Face? That was wonderful. I'd enjoy it. You would too, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, Ricky. But we have to be careful. If you ejaculate when wholly inside me I'd get pregnant. I don't think we're ready for that. We have work to do."

"I could wear a condom?" I suggested.

"Of course! Why didn't I think of that? We rarely use them on Trib because we can't get pregnant by normal coupling, and engulfing a male is normally done only to produce a baby. Have you got any condoms?"

"In my cabin. I could get more from the ship's shop before we arrive."

"I think you should. Get them from your cabin now, AND stock up from the shop. They are difficult to buy on Trib because so few people need them."

I went to my cabin. The wedding presents were spread on my bed, small in bulk but full of meaning. I found my pack of condoms. Why had I brought a gross of them when they are normally irrelevant on Tripletit?

Back in Shona's cabin she asked to look at my back again. I stripped to the waist. She ran her fingers gently over the scarring and then pressed firmly. I could sense that there was significant improvement. I would have screamed if she had done that yesterday.

"This is our wedding night, Ricky. You are going to be well fucked and I'm going to swallow you whole again. This time you will stay inside me, except for your head, for as long as I can endure it. When I can't stand any more, I'll swallow you for a few seconds before pushing you out. But I hope I can keep you wrapped in my body for hours. Finish stripping and put a condom on."

I obeyed. Shona changed into a long white silk nightdress. She positioned herself carefully on the bed before slipping my feet inside her. This time she knew what she was doing. I slid inside her much quicker and couldn't stop myself from becoming instantly erect. When my shoulders were sheathed in her and her pussy had contracted gently around my neck Shona flipped her nightdress down. My face was covered in white silk, warm soft legs caressing my cheeks, and my body was held firmly inside her.

She began to pulse the muscles of her womb in a gentle rhythm. She squeezed me in a whole body hug, relaxed, squeezed again and continued the process. Within minutes both of us were experiencing orgasm after orgasm. She had to brace herself to prevent her body swallowing me at each peak.

After half an hour she stopped, pulled the nightdress' hem up and looked at me.

"Ricky, could you endure going inside every time I reach the top? It only lasts a few seconds, but stopping myself from swallowing you is really difficult."

"I can try. But please remember that I need to breathe. I don't want to die on our wedding night, even if that would be an ideal way to go."

"I think, no, I'm sure you won't. I've been timing the last few peaks. The longest was fifteen seconds. Can we try, please?"

"Yes, Shona," I replied.

The nightdress covered me again. It took a few minutes for us to get back to the rhythm again. I felt Shona's peak approaching and held my breath. My head popped into her almost instantly. I felt as if her lips were kissing my whole face passionately before my head was pushed out as quickly as it had gone in.

A couple of minutes later Shona swallowed my head again, deeper this time. I felt the inside lips of her pussy recede behind me, no longer poised against my scalp. My head was no longer engaged in her hip bones but floating free. If I had curled my body I would have been in real danger.

Despite my fears, I was expelled long before my need to breathe was urgent. I could accept this between normal breathing without having to consciously hold my breath.

The next time I went wholly inside Shona the depth of her love, her ownership of me, overwhelmed me and I came in a massive spurt into the condom. Yet I didn't feel spent. I could do this again and again.

I did. Shona swallowed my head dozens of times. Her movements were becoming easier, as if she was really enjoying what she was doing without having to hold something back each time.

Eventually the rhythm slowed down and she pushed my head out for the last time. We went to sleep with my body still held inside her, my face caressed by her inner thighs and her nightdress.

The cabin lights had come on in daylight mode when I woke up. I moved my head slightly. That woke Shona up. She pushed me out of her body in a very slow sensuous motion as if reluctant to let me go. This time the sheet and her nightdress were slick with her juices as she pulled me to her middle breast and gave me a small amount of milk.

When I woke again I was clean, dry and dressed. Shona had ordered breakfast in the cabin. It arrived as I was still slightly drowsy.

"It worked, Ricky. It worked," Shona said as soon as the door had closed behind the crew member.

"What worked?" I was still not with it.

"Healing your back. Feel it."

I moved my hand under my shirt. There was no irregularity, no scar, nothing but smooth flexible skin.

"Wow!" I exclaimed. "And Wow! again. That is the best medical treatment I've ever had, and the most enjoyable."

"I enjoyed it too. I never knew that I could engulf you wholly time and time again and blow my mind..."

"...and mine."

For the last few days of our journey to Tripletit we behaved as newly-weds on honeymoon are expected to behave. When in public we walked around hand in hand in a blissful daze. When in Shona's cabin we made love for hour after hour. After normal sex I had to compensate by many workouts in the ship's gymnasium while Shona watched me.

A few hours before arrival we had a message from the purser. Please could we talk to him?

He was worried about our status in immigration when we landed. As far as he knew no Trib woman and Earth man had married anywhere but on Trib. What would immigration make of us? He provided us with spare copies of our marriage certificate and a printout of the Captain's rules for marriage on ship, just in case that was necessary.

We were slightly concerned when the immigration official asked us to accompany a senior officer, an Earthman, to a private interview room. There he left us facing three Trib women in Immigration Officers uniforms. From the gold braid on those uniforms they were very senior indeed.

But they were smiling broadly at us.

"Welcome to Trib, your home," One of them said. "We are delighted to greet our first married couple landing as a pair. We knew that Shona was returning, and that Ricky Trewartha was coming for his first visit. We didn't expect to welcome Mr and Mrs Trewartha."

"We wanted to give Mr Trewartha a proper Trib welcome but we hadn't known just how tiny he is. Mrs Trewartha? Do you mind if..."

Shona turned to me, grinning.

"Ricky," she said with a laugh, "When in Rome..."

I knew exactly what I was expected to do. I walked around the desk to the woman who had spoken first and held my arms out to her. She picked me up, sat me on her lap, pulled aside her uniform jacket and slid her breast into my mouth. I sucked for about ten seconds before she passed me to her colleague. Another breast, another suck and then the third one claimed me.

"Wow," I said as I was lowered to stand again. "I've never had such a pleasant experience with immigration procedures. Thank you."

"Mrs Trewartha?" The third and last official asked.

Shona laughed. "You want him again?"

"Of course."

I was passed back along the line and met the other breast each time. By the time we had finished we were all laughing together.

"Mr Trewartha?" The first one again. "The media are waiting in the arrival hall. Are you ready for them?"

"After your greeting, I'm ready for anything."

"We have roped off an area for you two to meet them. They'll concentrate on you, not Mrs Trewartha, except for a few joint pictures."

They did. I was swamped by cameras and reporters with the public watching from beyond the rope. I stood beside Shona. She picked me up and held me in her arms. I stood beside TV reporters, some of whom insisted on offering me a breast. It took half an hour before we were allowed to go to our waiting taxi.

As we moved towards the exit, Shona grabbed me and stuffed me up inside her protective dress. I was facing her with her middle breast in front of my lips. I opened my mouth, sucked...

I never got to the hotel. Shona took me to her apartment, now our marital home.

We had completed our journey to Tripletit.

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Tripletit 04: Welcome

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Copyright Oggbashan November 2013. Edited October 2018

After an interesting welcome from the immigration authorities followed by a Media call, Shona carried me inside her sun-proof clothing to her apartment. The Tripletit summer sun is too dangerous for Earthmen, particularly those red-headed ones like me, to endure across the middle of the day.

I woke up on Shona's large bed, tightly wrapped in a sheet. After being made unconscious by sucking at Shona's middle breast, my muscle coordination needed time to adjust. I wriggled in the wrapping but knew I would have to wait about ten minutes before being able to control my body enough to move safely.

I could hear Shona talking on the telephone, but she was too far away for me to hear what she was saying. As soon as she finished one call the telephone rang again. I was just about to make my first attempt at unwrapping myself when she walked into the bedroom. I looked up at her breasts far above me.

"Good, Ricky, you're awake. Just before you unwrap yourself, here is my welcome to our home."

She opened her robe, revealing her left breast. She lifted my wrapped body and brought her nipple close to my face. I opened my mouth and her breast filled it. Warm milk trickled into my mouth. I swallowed and could feel the impact within seconds. Tripletit breast milk from the left or right breast gives an Earthman stamina, energy, cures every illness and is like a strong euphoric drug with no side-effects except a need for exercise.

Shona, my new bride, was showing that she loves me. Almost any Tripletit woman will offer almost any Earthman her left or right breast if he is tired or in pain, but will also offer it as casually as an Earthwoman might hug a friend. Her middle breast should be avoided, unless you trust her implicitly. I trust Shona.

"That press call at the spaceport has started something, Ricky. A few of my friends had planned a small 'Welcome Back' party for this evening, but now they know we're married, and my husband will be the smallest Earthman on Tripletit, all of my friends want to come. It's going to be the Hen Party I didn't have."

Shona pulled her breast out so I could talk. Perhaps because it had only been a few days since I first experienced Shona's breasts, I still felt slightly sad when a session ended.

"A Hen Party? Doesn't that mean women only?"

Shona hugged me gently.

"No! My friends want to meet and greet YOU. You will be the guest of honour and the entertainment. You are going to meet a whole variety of Tripletit breasts. Every woman I know, and hundreds I don't, wants to put Ricky Trewartha, my husband, to her breast. That's why I gave you milk now. You are going to need all the stamina from it, but will get much more from them as well."

As she was speaking, Shona unwrapped me carefully. She rested my head against her shoulder.

"One of my friends, Melinda, has suggested that you might need protection. I'm afraid she might be right. I did think that you would be popular because of your size. I didn't know how popular. The video of you with the Press has gone around the planet in a couple of hours. You're the latest celebrity. There are hundreds of Tripletit women outside, just wanting to have a glimpse of you."

"Aren't there things I should do? What about the hotel? They will be expecting me..."

"No they won't. I cancelled your booking while the immigration staff was saying 'hello'. The hotel staff is disappointed. They've sent you a bouquet and hope you will drop in to see them sometime. You will. The party's there."

"And shouldn't I have told the company where I am?"

"You don't get it yet, Ricky, do you? Half the planet knows exactly where you are. Everyone employed by the company knows you are with me. They're jealous but know they will see you soon."

"Oh. I had hoped we would have a few quiet days together."

"We will, when we start work. Once you get to the cave system we'll be together, but tonight you should meet my friends. They're expecting you, want to meet you, want to welcome you, and most have volunteered to be your protection squad. You might need protection from some of them at first, but I'll do that."

"When is the party? And where?"

"In an hour. It was going to be here, but far too many want to come now. Our friends..." Shona emphasised the 'our', "Have booked a conference suite at the hotel. Getting there might be a problem. I can't just walk out of here with you. We'd be swamped by the crowd outside. I can't carry you as I did coming here. The pressure of your fans might crush you."

"So how?"

"About twenty of our friends are on the way. They'll surround me to protect you. It would be safer if you ride on my shoulders. The other advantage of that is that your fan club will be able to see you. Are you happy with that?"

"I suppose so. If this continues it is going to be difficult for me to work on Tripletit."

"The novelty might wear off in a few weeks. Until then you'll be protected by your wife and your friends. One thing to remember. Although most of us call this planet Tripletit among ourselves and know exactly why it is a popular place for Earthmen to come, officially we are supposed to call it 'Trib'. Can you remember to say 'Trib' when you are interviewed by the media?"

"Of course, Shona, if that's what I should say. But I will find it difficult not to remember your triple tits, and I'll probably be thinking about them all the time I'm awake. I know I'll have to meet many breasts, but it's my wife's that I want."

"And you will have them, and me, often. We'll be working together and living together."

The doorbell rang as the first group of Shona's friends arrived, led by Melinda.

Shona passed me to Melinda, who kissed me on the lips.

"Do you mind, Ricky?" she asked, looking down at her breasts.

"When in Rome," Shona whispered from behind me. I knew exactly what she meant.

"I'd be delighted, Melinda," I replied.

Melinda almost dropped me in her excitement to get a breast out. Shona's hand supported me just in time. Melinda was shaking as she slid her breast into my mouth. I sucked, smiling up at her, and her shaking eased. She switched me to her other breast, and I sucked again. Melinda's milk tasted subtly different from Shona's. It was pleasant, but Melinda is not my wife, and my wife's love makes her unique for me.

After Melinda I was passed to the breasts of the other five women. They contented themselves with only one breast each time even though they seemed to want more. I noticed that they were all dressed in formal full-skirted gowns, with bare shoulders and barely covered breasts.