Chapter 26: A Sea of Titties

Flora convulsed, “UNG!”

I licked her clit as I grabbed her nipples softly. I tugged one, then the other, as her body went haywire from her lust.

I had learned something new: I could control the reaction if I changed what I did. I can treat her nipples to different feelings. Do different things. It didn’t have to be an all-or-nothing thing. I wet a finger, wiped a nipple, and then blew air on the damp nipple. Her whole body shook as she yowled.

I continued licking Flora until she was sufficiently warmed up and then slid myself into her. She was soggy enough that I slid in and bottomed out early. She is shorter internally than her older sister, Nylah.

Feeling devilish, I leaned over and took her left nipple in my mouth and just barely touched it. She began hammering up at me from below. With each movement, her hips curled as she hunched and scrunched upwards at me. I didn’t know a woman’s hips could curl that much.

“Yesssssss! Oh, God, yesssss! Fuck me Master. Fuggg meeeeeee...”

It started as a whisper, then it rose into a shriek as she climaxed.

“WHHAAAAaaaaaaaaaaa ... UNHhhhhhh ... Shit piss FUUUCKkkkkkkk...”

This may be partly because Nylah was watching me and her closely. It’s kinky. I think Flora was embarrassed and overly excited at the same time. I reached for Nylah’s covered tits when she got too close, she jumped back away from us.

She clamored, “Asshole” (giggle.)

I had Flora’s right nipple in my mouth now, and she about threw me off her. Her groin lunged for the sky again and again, and she started to cum again.

She moaned, “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, ahhhh...”

Then she mumbled, “Oh, my! That felt so damn good...”

Since I had cum five minutes earlier, I allowed myself to cum inside her, so she got a second dose of Exos.

I picked Flora up, moved to the nearby chair, and sat with her legs locked around me.

Nylah said, “You just came in me, and now you came in Flora? I can see you did! You’re supposed to roll over and start to snore after the first one.”

Flora said, “Whew, and he’s still hard inside me. I have had a boyfriend before; none have done what you just did to me.”

Nylah said, “Me either. It felt unbelievable, and I liked sex enough, but I never got that excited doing it before.”

I said, “If you like sex and men, why are you both single?”

Nylah said, “If you can get the milk for free, why buy the cow.”

Flora giggled, “My sentiments exactly. We have been pretty disappointed by men’s behavior. You are not like them; first, you have a more handsome and yummy-looking body. You smell nice, even after screwing my sister. The big thing, though, is you gave me mind-numbing pleasure. I didn’t know it could feel like that.”

Nylah said, “Yes, mind-numbing says it! I got where I lost my mind in the feelings I was having.”

I said, “You had men who did not know how to make you happy. Men can cum at the drop of a hat. I just did. Women need a man to last long enough for them to get that feeling. But first, women have to learn that they can do it. That they can also cum. Do NOT tell anyone I told you that. I don’t want a bunch of angry men coming for my head.”

Flora asked, “So, we can do this again? This is not a one-time thing?”

I said, “It doesn’t have to be me. Teach any man to handle your titties with care and tenderness, and any man can make you crazy like I did during sex. You just had to learn from a guy that knew how. Now you know how to cum and cum hard.”

Nylah said, “Any man?”

I said, “Well, any presentable man that you like. He can’t be drunk and smelly or anything. That would be gross. You can seduce a man and prod a man to do things for you. When your head pops off as you cum, he will have enjoyed the most delightful ride of his life.”

“A man will never want another woman after he experiences either of you. Maybe I should warn you about that.”

I went on, “Men don’t know women can cum because so few women actually do. To them, it’s not possible because they have not seen or experienced it.”

“They don’t even know women -can- cum. Add the fact women rarely talk about something that personal with a man. That creates a circle of people where nobody suspects women can enjoy sex. Particularly men. They honestly do not think women can cum.”

Nylah asked,” So, how do YOU know about all this. How did you get us to cum so quickly where others have failed?”

I said, “My father, Thomas Churchill Morgan, the Duke of Marlboro, took me to some expert women. They gave me a special education in sex. Importantly, they taught me how to treat a woman with care. Ever have a man suddenly grab your tit and squeeze it too hard, or he pinched your nipple painfully?”

They both shivered and said, “Yes.”

I said, “Well, there you go. I did not do that to either of you, did I?”

“I was taught how to be more gentle with a woman. To watch her responses and figure out what she likes and what she does not like. I don’t do the things she doesn’t like. It’s really that simple.”

Flora asked, “So, Bill, you go from woman to woman like this? You’re like a honeybee going from flower to flower?”

I said, “Why buy the cow if the milk’s for free?”

All three of us laughed out loud.

I decided to see the clay pipe-making division and what they do, so I got us moving. Nylah took me to the clay pipe-making floor.

I immediately saw that it was quite hot inside. This is a safe zone, and all of the women are topless here for comfort. Most are skimpily dressed, with mostly short skirts and sandals.

I was looking out upon a sea of naked titties!

I started to talk and only managed to mumble, “Uhh...”

Nylah said, “Yes, beautiful, are they not? All those pretty young breasts, dozens and dozens of them. I love my job. I know of no place else that has this much freedom for women to just be themselves.”

I said, “I have a concern. How will they react to me encroaching on their safe little world?”

She said, “It will vary; they have been told for a few days that you will be coming. We were informed about the bank robbery, so we understand why you are late visiting us here. Some will be proud and stick their tits out, trying to get a rise out of you (hee hee). Most will be a little bashful.”

I said, “I wonder if I took my vest and shirt off, that they will feel more comfortable?”

Nylah said, “Ha! They will feel something, alright? I don’t think it will be “comfortable” exactly. You don’t know how you smell or look, do you? You, my dear man, are like catnip to women. When was the last time you slept alone?”

I stammered, “Uhm, I don’t remember exactly when.”

Ox prompted, “Right after the robber incident. You had to sleep with the horses that night.”

I said, “That doesn’t count. I was passed out from being pooped from a too-long day.”

She said, “There is proof you are a dangerous man to women. You flit from flower to flower, not knowing you’re making honey everywhere you go. You get every woman you meet to want you. Then you teach them what you taught us?”

I nodded.

Her eyes got dreamy as she held her tummy for a second.

I said, “It’s not like what I do is so terrible. No woman has been angry or unhappy with me afterward.”

She said, “Uh-huh. As I said, you are a danger to womankind. You made my nipples pop up further than they ever did before.”

“Bill, when you took me, it felt so good down below - inside me. It was torture. Do you teach women how to feel that way? That’s an extremely powerful thing to do.”

I said, “I teach more than one way to feel good. Sometimes, I take them to dinner or to a dance. We have a few glasses of wine or take a walk in the park.”

Nylah laughed, “You were taught too well; you know our innermost secrets and how to get what you want from us. Ordinary men are a real mess; they are clueless. Maybe you should be banished from the provinces. A danger to women? So, are you going to take the vest and shirt off and parade around that way?”

I said, “I’m not sure why, but I think it shows solidarity with the girls and women. Let’s step back into your office for a minute.”

I said, “Ox, what do you think?”

He said, “It’s great for the entertainment channel. You have many female followers in the Galaxy.”

I said, “Somehow, I already knew you’d say that. Are you Heillizdt compelling me to do these things?”

Ox said, “There’s no need to. You are so easygoing and flexible. You usually go the way we would like you to, and rarely do we need to mention something we think is desirable. I have not figured out if you’re that ‘into’ the entertainment. Thinking about that, could it be merely that your pecker is what’s leading you around?”

I said, “Ha-ha. Probably it’s the latter. I’m young, for Pete’s sake. My pecker is always leading me around. Have you seen the women here? Jesus. They are nothing like the women at home. They all actually desire a man and are very interested in sex. At home, they were - uhh, just odd! They were disinterested in us somehow.”

I said, “They are built much nicer here and act like they want me. No big fat butts here or nasty attitudes, for that matter. They take care of their hair. I have not seen one lazy or slatternly looking girl here, not a one. They don’t even need makeup. Dad told me that when he was young, girls weighed almost half what they do today on Earth 23. Some have become cows, surly angry cows.”

I said, “The best thing here is their openness. They smile enchantingly. They are easy to engage in conversation. All except for that Lara chick. She’s got some mental problems. No, I like females, and I have really wanted every female I have met here. I even did it with women older than my mothers.”

Ox said, “So, you should lose the vest and shirt. Let the women out there see what they are missing.”

I took my vest and shirt off, and Nylah and I went back out to the floor.

Nylah took me around to meet the girls and women. A few were in their 40’s or older, yet they still looked good. I’d do them.

I asked Nylah to formally introduce me to each girl and woman. We started at the left front corner of the large room. I started meeting the younger, less experienced women. Each had a small table with a vise, some hand tools, a large lump of clay, and one or two wooden pipe molds.

The first girl was blonde.

Nylah said, “This is Mollie. She has been here for two months. She makes the five-cent pipe. If we watch for a few minutes, she can show you how she makes one. Mollie, please stand up and introduce yourself to Mr Morgan.”

I said, “Ox, should we make the same improvements on all these women?”

Ox joked, “The issue I anticipate is the long-term impact it might have on this division. If you get all these girls too hot to trot, so to speak, you may need to hire replacements when they all get in the family way.”

Ox said, “On the other hand, it will be great fun for you and them, and you will be spreading Exos, making even more people healthy here on Earth 19.”

He said, “Following these girls’ lives as they go forward could be good. It might add another entertainment side channel for you. As the girls wake up to the joys of sex and discover men can be fun and also trainable. It will likely be great for entertainment. It may attract more female viewers in the Galaxy as these new girls pursue other males. Meanwhile, they will further spread your Exos around.”

I said, “I need to think about this. Perhaps select a couple of older ones or something similar. Can we make the nipple to clit modification without my pecker squirting cum inside their pussy? Make the change just from a kiss?”

He said, “Yes. We have been doing that already. We would do it as you meet each girl or woman, kiss them, and talk to them. When you leave, their Exos will start the tittie-clit modification first. We just put that subroutine in the Exos as an early thing to do, then let them do their health and longevity stuff afterward.”

I said, “OK, let’s do this. I will think about who I should work on.”

“Mollie” stood, I put my hand out.

“I’m William Morgan; it’s nice to meet you. She took my hand and dipped as if in a curtsy.

The girl said, “I’m Mollie Russell.” She blanked as the muddling hit her.

I leaned over, kissed her lips gently, and hugged her to me in a brotherly fashion. I made sure to come in direct bodily contact with her bare tits. She sagged against me. I held her a moment, one hand on her back, the other across her ass.

I said, “Mollie, please sit down and tell me what you do here for us at Cooper-Howard.”

Mollie sat down and sighed.

Since her legs were under the table, she let them relax. Ox flashed me a video of her inner thighs and pussy, and I saw she has a young ‘untouched’ blonde pussy; it was awesome to see. She’s young enough and blonde enough that, oh hell, I wanted her.

Mollie started talking when Ox showed me a side boob shot of Mollie’s left tit. If that wasn’t a hint, I don’t know what was.

Mollie had got a ball of clay and started working it as she explained how to properly work it. She rolled it repeatedly to warm it up and ensure it would fit inside the pipe mold. She really was working her hands, which made her pert titties jiggle about. I figured her for a nice set of cupcake size A’s.

A third video popped up in my left eye; this one was an underside shot of her wobbling titties. Her nipples were responding to something, as they were clearly hard already. I think the mod was complete, as they sure poked right out there. The areola is medium brown with ruddy-colored nipples - now.

I leaned over and said in her ear, “OK, Mollie, let’s be quieter as we do this.”

I slid my left hand under her right arm and gently palmed her tit for several moments. She didn’t even jump. I did hear a long sigh as she leaned back to me.

I sensed, ‘Finally, someone wants to touch me. That feels so nice... ‘

I took her nipple softly between my forefinger and thumb and rubbed gently.

“Remember, Mollie, keep it quiet.”

She sat there frozen as I manipulated her nipple, and she started to shudder and then shake.

She murmured, “Mmmmm, mmmm. Mmm, uhh, ohhhhhhhh ... masterrrrr...” The last word was whispered longingly.

Under the table, her legs were opening and closing rapidly. As she continued to quiver, she eventually got to the barely trembling stage. I saw close-ups of her pussy muscles working as if she had a dick inside her. The evidence of a cherry proves otherwise.