Worlds Apart Ch. 03

"I was just wondering," Carly said. "Are you doing anything special for your birthday this week? I don't know if kessa celebrate like humans do."

Nyreen smiled. "Oh, that's so sweet of you, Carly. But you don't need to worry about me."

Carly shook her head. "Please, Coach, I insist. If you've got nothing else going on, I'd like to do something for you." Like sit on your pretty face.

But Nyreen shook her head again. "Really, Carly. It's fine." Her smiled faded a little and she nodded, more to herself than anything. "I'm just fine." Her tone suggested otherwise, but Carly knew that if she yanked too hard this particular fish would stop wriggling.

So she nodded, pretending to accept the answer. "Alright. Have a good evening, Coach Nyreen."

"You as well, Carly."

At home that night over a bowl of veggies and noodles Carly mulled over how she could possibly change Nyreen's mind. She trawled the extranet, looking for anything she could about kessa birthday customs. They weren't as age-focused as some other species, and only marked aging at a few points in life -- one year, twenty years when they were full grown, fifty, one hundred and one hundred fifty years (and two hundred, for the rare few who made it that far.) Otherwise they allowed time to pass relatively unmarked.

Carly curled up on her futon with her datapad as she trawled every extranet article and site she could looking for an idea. Flowers? No, too obvious. Dinner? Also too obvious. Nyreen wasn't a human girl, though, she needed to think outside of the box. On a whim she searched for 'kessa courtship rituals,' and found an interesting database on all the strange intricacies of kessa dating life. Such courtships and flirting often took place in the water, because of course they did.

She snapped her fingers. That was it.

Two days later at practice, Carly went without her swimsuit again. She noticed Nyreen was trying really, really hard not to look in her general direction. She focused on calling the drills, and Carly focused on doing everything in her power to make Nyreen crack. When the time came for the backstrokes, Carly made sure to thrust her chest out so her breasts rose from the water like two tanned buoys. As she came back in after finishing a lap, she made eye contact with Nyreen, blinked and bit her lip. Nyreen took a slow breath and turned her head back to the rest of the team.

When they were done, Carly stayed as she did to let the pool clear and get her show. Nyreen lingered at the edge, kneeling on the tile, her eyes flitting back and forth between the backs of the team and Carly still in the pool. Perfect.

"What can I do for you today, Carly?" Nyreen asked. Her hands rested in her lap, her webbed fingers wringing themselves together.

Carly hauled herself up out the water as slow as she could, sitting down on the edge. The tiles were wicked cold beneath her bare ass, but it was worth it to watch Nyreen's eyes flick down to her cheeks. "What makes you think I need something, Coach?"

Nyreen looked flustered. "Well, I mean... as of late you just seem to... oh dear."

Carly giggled. How can she be this cute? "Well, that's not to say I don't..."

The kessa perked up. "Oh! What is it?"

Now came the moment of truth. Carly needed to be earnest, but not too eager. "I was just wondering if, maybe after next practice, you would mind staying a bit late and giving me some one on one lessons?" She'd deliberately used the phrase 'one on one' rather than 'private,' because she felt that the latter would set the alarm bells ringing in Nyreen's head. Just keep reeling it in, girl, keep reeling it in.

Nyreen's eyes flickered. "Oh really? What makes you ask?"

Carly made eye contact with Nyreen. "I found footage of some of your old races on the extranet. They're something else to watch." She mimed a front stroke, knowing that it would make her tits bounce and draw Nyreen's eye. "The way you just glide through the water with no effort is hypnotizing."

Nyreen swallowed. She looked around the pool deck, and Carly let her eyes wander to the cleft between Nyreen's legs, at the place she wanted to bury her head in so badly. "And you want to learn how to do that?" Nyreen asked.

"Well, you're already sort of teaching me," Carly said. "But I just want to start taking on extra workouts, and you're the best source I have for swimming workouts."

"Are you certain you don't just want me to write it down for you?" Nyreen asked, with a nervous giggle.

Carly decided it was time to be bold. She reached out and laid a gentle hand on Nyreen's knee. Her scales were surprisingly soft and smooth beneath Carly's fingers, less like a fish like she'd anticipated and more like a snake. She thought she heard Nyreen take a short breath. "Please, Coach. You being at poolside is incredibly motivating."

Nyreen looked down at her hand, and Carly knew it was make or break time. She resisted the urge to rub Nyreen's knee. Finally, after several agonizingly quiet moments, Nyreen nodded. "Okay."

Carly brightened. "Really?"

"Though!" Nyreen held up a finger. "Not immediately after. Come by for regular practice, then head to the weight room for an hour. By then the pool will be completely closed, and it will be just the two of us."

Carly felt a shudder run down her spine. Just the two of us. "Sounds great, Nyreen."

Carly could hardly contain herself over the next two days. She promised herself after the midweek practice that she wouldn't jill herself off in her room, hold off for Nyreen. That promise lasted all of an hour as she thought of Nyreen's naked body with unabashed anticipation, especially now that she knew what her skin felt like. Every spare moment she could find she was thinking about the kessa, and every time she got a chance she ducked into a bathroom to press fingers up inside herself in an attempt to quell the heat coursing through her nethers. It didn't work, but that didn't mean she stopped trying.

Then the last day before the weekend came, and Carly was practically bouncing on her heels as she strode to the practice facility. She almost tore off her clothes in the locker room, jamming them in her locker as she strode confidently through the decontamination shower and onto the deck. Nyreen looked at her openly, her dark eyes running up and down Carly's body, and she couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so feminine.

Nyreen beckoned a finger, and Carly leaned in next to the kessa. "After practice, put some clothes on and head straight to the weight room," Nyreen said, sounding all business. "I want you to spend at least an hour in there working your upper body. Then afterwards, come back here, and I'll put you through a real workout."

Carly shuddered. "Yes, ma'am."

Practice went as it did, though time seemed to drag. Carly looked at the big digital clock on the wall every time her head came up for air. She deliberately kept herself at the back of the pack. She didn't know how good the senses of the kessa were in the water, but she didn't want to take the chance of one of her teammates getting a taste of her arousal in the pool water.

Then, mercifully, practice ended. Rather than wait, Carly was one of the first ones out of the water, hauling herself up and speed walking to the locker room. She dried off quickly, then dressed in the stretchy top and gym shorts she'd brought with her for the weight room. She walked from the pool locker rooms to the small private weight room that was geared more for the swimmers. The machines there were designed for kessa to improve their flexibility and the muscles in their thighs and shoulders, but Carly found a set of run of the mill dumbbells and set about going through sets of reps. Standard sets, really -- she was just killing time, her eyes flicking to the clock every few seconds as she worked. Fifty minutes to go. Forty minutes. Thirty. Twenty.

With twelve minutes to go Carly's communicator beeped. She set down the weights and checked the caller ID. Zach. "Hello?" she answered.

"Hey, Carly," her brother said. His voice sounded small. "Remember what I said the other day about mom and dad?"

Carly sat down on a bench, staring at her reflection in the mirror across from her. She was sweaty, her workout clothes clinging to her skin. She couldn't wait to peel them off and get back in the water. "Yeah? What about them?"

"Well, I'm now positive they're cheating on one another."

Carly blinked. "How do you know?"

"Because I went over there for dinner, and dad wasn't there. Mom said he's 'staying late' at the office, which automatically put up a red flag for me. But then as I left, I hung around outside for a few minutes. After a bit, Mom went next door in nothing but a bathrobe. When the orak next door answered, I saw he was..." Zach gulped. "Naked."

Go get 'em, Mom, Carly thought. She took a breath through her nose. "So what exactly do you want me to do about this, Zach?"

"Well, you don't need to sound like you don't care, for one thing."

She hooked a thumb into her collar and fanned the material against her collar. "Honestly Zach? I don't. Not really."

Zach made a choked noise. "But our parents!"

"Zach, I am about to get laid in-" Carly checked the time. "Nine minutes. I am going to enjoy myself. I don't need to worry about Mom and Dad. If they're sleeping around, so what? Maybe it's consensual. Maybe they want to stay together but just don't want to sleep with each other any more and get their rocks off with other people. Marriage doesn't always have to be just two people. I honestly don't care."

Zach made a choked noise. "How can you say that?"

"I just did," Carly snapped. "Now, I want to be in a good mood when I go back, so I'm going to hang up now and get myself back in a good mood so I can enjoy myself. Good night, Zach."

"Wait!" Zach said, but Carly's finger had already stabbed down on the End Call button. She jammed the communicator back in her pocket, and when it buzzed again, she ignored it. Zach could keep whining about his traditional relationships with his girlfriend who had never slept with him and probably never would because she was hundreds of light years away now. She wasn't concerned with her parents, either. If they were having problems, those were their problems to deal with. The only thing that mattered to her was what waited for her back in the pool.

At two minutes to the hour Carly put up her weights and hurried back to the locker room. It was deserted, all the lockers closed and the showers off. Carly stripped back down again, feeling relief at getting the workout clothes off her sweaty skin. She kneaded her breasts for a moment, making sure they were at their perkiest before she turned and padded through the shower. The disinfecting water washed the sweat from her skin, and she shuddered with anticipation.

She stepped back out onto the pool deck and looked around. The pool looked different without the lane markers in the deep end. They'd been retracted to their storage spaces under the deck. It was also totally deserted, save for one person: Nyreen.

The kessa cut through the water like a knife, more agile than Carly had ever expected from her. The motions of her body were smooth and precise as she flipped and zig zagged across the pool, leaving ripples in her wake like a comet. She came to a stop at the edge of the pool underneath where Carly stood, shaking water from her sassek and looking up at her. "Hello, Carly," Nyreen said.

"Hey," Carly said, her whole body quivering in anticipation.

Nyreen inclined her head. "Join me."

Carly ran forward and dove into the water over Nyreen's head. The water embraced her, bouying her up as she spun around just in time to see Nyreen's foot leave the water. Carly narrowed her eyes and surfaced. She watched as Nyreen walked over to a panel on the wall. She rested her finger on the touch screen and slowly drew it down towards the floor. As she did, the lights dimmed, until they were a mere glow rather than the brilliant illumination they normally were.

Nyreen turned and walked back towards the water, a new sway in her hips. Carly watched, not bothering to hide the hunger in her eyes. The kessa sat down and slid into the water slowly, then dove under and swam up to Carly with two powerful kicks of her legs. She surfaced just in front of Carly, their noses touching. "We don't need the lights for what we're going to do," Nyreen hummed.

"And what are we going to do?" Carly said, playing innocent.

"First off, work on our breathing," Nyreen said. Her fingers brushed Carly's shoulders. "Take a deep breath and duck underwater."

Carly took two, then plunged underwater, letting it envelop her for a moment. After a moment, Nyreen plunged down as well, floating in the water a few feet from Carly. She closed her eyes for a moment, then her body started to glow. The translucent membranes her skin flickered to life with bioluminescent glow, the light pale and white. In the dim light underneath the water, she glowed like the sun, and Carly felt as though she was a star caught in her orbit. Nyreen opened her eyes and beckoned Carly with a finger, desire written plain in her eyes, as if being under the water and out of sight finally allowed it to be clear.

Carly swam over to her, so they floated next to one another. Then she leaned in and kissed her teacher, pressing her lips against the kessa's hard. Nyreen responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around Carly and drawing the human girl into the alien curve of her body. Carly shuddered. Those scales felt wonderful against her bare skin, and she wrapped her legs around Nyreen's waist, feeling the motions of the kessa's hips as she treaded water.

Their kiss deepened, both of them turning their heads slightly to press together closer. Their lips were tight together, enough that Carly could part hers slightly and exhale into Nyreen's mouth. The kessa hummed, her tongue flitting across Carly's teeth. It felt so long, prehensile, and alien, and Carly felt her pussy throb.

Her lungs began to burn, and Carly broke away and swam for the surface, breaching and sucking in a heavy breath. She gasped for air. "Fuck, that was... ooooh."

A scaled head nuzzled between her legs, webbed hands splaying on her thighs and drawing them apart. Cool pool water flowed over her nethers, doing nothing to quench the fire there. Carly reached down and tangled her fingers in Nyreen's sassek, running the scaled tendrils between her fingers. She gently pulled Nyreen's head between her legs, kicking back a little bit so she could put one arm on the wall of the pool for support. She spread her legs, kicking gently to stay afloat as her inner thighs tingled from the scales rubbing against them. Her breath came in ragged pants as Nyreen adjusted herself, nuzzling into the cleft of Carly's legs.

Then that tongue flitted out and ran along Carly's swollen labia, and she let out a cry of delight that bounced off the walls. Nyreen's tongue explored her folds, then plunged deep inside her. Carly's eyes widened and her mouth fell open. Nyreen was hitting spots that no human girl could ever hope to hit with her tongue, playing her like an instrument. She shuddered, her hips nudged down against the kessa. A part of her brain realized that Nyreen could potentially stay down there for a long, long time.

And that was just what Nyreen did. The kessa seemed content to eat Carly's pussy until she was good and satisfied, and Carly was more than content to go along for the ride. That tongue was doing wonders on her, teasing out several orgasms with the way it coiled and pressed against all the wonderful little spots inside her. Carly hung on to the wall with all her upper body strength, shuddering and panting as Nyreen got her off again and again and again. It was almost too much for her to bare, but she was so far gone that she didn't care. She wanted the kessa to eat her out until she couldn't remember her own name.

After a long time, Nyreen finally retreated from between her legs and surfaced. Carly leaned on the wall as the kessa broke the surface. She licked her lips and floated over to Carly, pressing her body against Carly's front. "I take it from the fact that you let me eat you out for fifteen straight minutes I did a good job," Nyreen murmured.

"Fuck yes," Carly panted, drawing the kessa into a long kiss. She tasted herself on the kessa's lips and squeezed Nyreen, hooking her legs on the alien's hips again. Nyreen kept her tongue to herself this time, allowing Carly to return the favor. Nyreen's teeth were surprisingly sharp, and Carly pressed her tongue against the points as hard as she dared. The slight pain only served to excite her more and more.

"God, I could spend all day just kissing you," Carly panted when they parted.

"But then we'd never have time for the workouts," Nyreen said, smiling.

Carly giggled. "Is that really what you want to do right now?"

"I've had a good amount of fun already," Nyreen purred, pressing her nose to Carly's. "Now it's your turn."

Carly's fingers tensed on Nyreen's shoulders and she bit her lip. "I want you to sit on my face," she whispered.

"Then what are we still doing in the water?"

Carly took a deep breath, then turned and scrambled up out of the water. As she did, she felt a little nip against her butt, and turned to see Nyreen sinking back into the water like a shark, grinning the whole way. When Carly was out, Nyreen followed, water flowing down her body. Carly waited with breathless anticipation as Nyreen went to a supply cabinet and grabbed a thick towel out of it. She returned and spread it out, and Carly layed back on it. She angled her knee up and crooked a finger at Nyreen.

The kessa didn't immediately go to sit on her. Instead, she got down on all fours and crawled up Carly's body, rubbing her scales against Carly's skin. The water seemed to make them even smoother, the sliding sensation sending little jolts through Carly as Nyreen kissed her again. She let her hands wander freely, exploring Nyreen's body, the bony swell of her chest, the contours of her hips and ass, the strangely shaped vertebrae of her spine. In turn, Nyreen's fingers roamed over Carly, the webbing between her fingers soft and smooth against her skin. A little croon slipped from between Carly's lips as the kessa touched her more and more. She felt wonderful, feminine, a sexual creature of her own making. Nyreen kissed her again, her lips pillowy soft, and Carly felt as though she were floating.

Then the kessa panted against her mouth, their mutual need tugging them along to the logical next step. Nyreen got an all fours and turned her body around, so her knees were on the side of Carly's head. Her slick sex hung above Carly's face, and Nyreen rolled her hips a little, allowing her musk to drift down and assail Carly's senses. She breathed it in. A part of her had been afraid it would be fishy and gross. But it wasn't.

Then Nyreen lowered her hips and pressed her sex to Carly's face, and she sucked in a breath as best she could. The kessa's warm slit pressed against her lips, her nose, her whole face, and it was everything she ever wanted. A warm feeling fluttered through her body as her hands found the kessa's scaled ass and squeezed, making Nyreen moan and grind herself against Carly. Carly flitted her tongue out, delving into Nyreen's heat. There was no real taste to her, just warm, thick wetness, and that was alright with Carly. She felt the press of Nyreen's body against her again, those hands spreading her legs and that inquisitive tongue feathering down her nethers. She growled into the cleft of Nyreen's legs, taking one of Nyreen's labia between her teeth, tugging and sucking gently on the sensitive flesh.