Chapter 14

I was totally flabbergasted when the two women started a discussion about who was going to clean my cock.

“No, it’s yours,” Cirin said magnanimously, “especially because it is your first time.”

“I know,” Silvy responded sweetly, “but he already gave me so much when he kissed me.”

“Yes, he has been super sweet to do that and besides I’m not sure if it will work for me.”

“Hmm,” Silvy said as she tapped her index finger on her pink lips, “I can’t recall any of it in the lecture that it wouldn’t work for a fellow Bishojan.”

“Alright, girls,” I cut in, “what on Bisha are you talking about?”

Both girls gasped.

“Well,” said Cirin meekly, “erm it is believed that the juices of the first sexual encounter after the change has special powers.”

Silvy’s face blushed a little red as she continued, “It’s supposed to restore a person’s youth who digests it.”

I smiled, already knowing the solution to this small, but very interesting, problem. It made my cock suddenly a lot harder as I said, “My cock has two sides. There’s plenty of space for two tongues.”

I loved the sound of their giggling, because I knew I was in for a wonderful treat.

“In that case, on your knees, mister,” said Silvy, sounding a lot more mature suddenly, “Cirin still has to be careful with her arm.”

I instantly obeyed, because I understood what the stunning girl had in mind. My throbbing cock was perfectly aligned with Cirin’s shiny blue lips, and I moaned with pleasure as both Cirin and Silvy kissed the head of my raging erection. The soft, wet tongues slid along my girth, loudly slobbering the juices from my soft skin.

“You know,” said Silvy huskily, “maybe he has to put it in me again.”

“Oh, little sis,” purred Cirin, “that is an excellent idea. Why don’t you move yourself on your hands and knees? I’m pretty sure Paul will appreciate the opportunity to enjoy your fantastic body again.”

Silvy looked up to me. Her green eyes were radiating as she purred with a seductive smile, “Are you up for another go?”

“Oh fuck, Silvy,” I uttered hoarsely, “Yes!”

“See?” Cirin purred, as she gently rubbed Silvy’s arm, “You’re going to love it.”

I truly enjoyed watching Silvy’s heart shaped behind as she eagerly positioned herself in front of me. My hands were trembling as I caressed the soft yet firm flesh of her warm bottom and I gently pushed her towards the head of the bed as I said, “Put your hands on the headboard.”

She willingly followed my instructions and as soon as she held onto the wooden structure I moved my body against her, kissing her neck. She flexed her body to push her lips onto my lips, playfully dueling with my tongue. It was the first time I cupped her breasts which made her moan, especially when I softly pinched her nipples.

“By Bisha,” she gushed. “Do it harder!”

By now her nipples were as hard as little pebbles, and I knew they were much more sensitive. I pinched a little harder while pulling on them at the same time. She moaned softly when I kept on stimulating her breasts. It was amazing to relive the dream I had, knowing I was going to have a lot of fun in the coming days. I loved seeing my cock slide between her legs, parting her pussy lips and I wasn’t prepared for a slender hand grabbing my slick girth.

“Ready for Paul’s wonderful cock, sis?” Cirin asked huskily.

“Oh, by Bisha!” Silvy hissed, “Yes please!”

I moved my hips backwards, because I knew Cirin would help me enter Silvy’s sopping wet pussy. This time my rock-hard member slid effortlessly into the silky depths of the redhead’s inner sanctum, and I realized I wouldn’t last long. I felt a hand cupping my balls and a velvet tongue alternately licking Silvy’s clit and the base of my cock.

I loved moving in and out slowly, especially while Cirin massaged my balls. Silvy swayed her body in the same rhythm, expanding our coupling into an almost hypnotizing event. Our cheeks were touching, our heavy breathing was synchronized. I felt one with her, our sweaty bodies seemed to be stuck together as my orgasm blasted another load of semen into her. Her voice sounded hoarse when she screamed my name while her body shuddered her own orgasm.

Silvy’s muscles relaxed when she returned from her own high and I carefully guided our bodies sideways to avoid crushing Cirin who still was under us.

“Hmm,” purred Silvy as she pulled my arm against the soft flesh of her breasts. “That was wonderful.”

I nuzzled her between her shoulder blades. “You were magnificent, Silvy.”

“By Bisha,” Cirin purred as she sat crossed legged on the mattress. “This was really fun.”

I chuckled when I realized she had been in similar situations before. I had to admit she knew exactly how to assist without being disturbing.

I sat alone at the breakfast table enjoying a strong cup of coffee. It was funny to know that Cirin and Mitta were all over Silvy since she had become a woman. Straight after I had enjoyed a shower with the two girls, Mitta asked me friendly to go down and eat breakfast. It was obvious Mitta had heard our passionate lovemaking and knew her daughter had changed.

It was strange to see the huge contrast between Cirin and Silvy except for their faces. I could tell they both were totally smitten with me, which I still had trouble fathoming. The Bishojan society was built to use men to keep their population at a proper level. At least that was the message spread throughout the galaxy. I started to get the feeling there was much more going on, which was quietly hidden from the outside.

Then it hit me, I suddenly realized why Bishojan women did change back to a Neutaria as soon as their daughters were physically independent. But still, there was a huge group of women who were alone, impregnated and raging with hormones. It explained Cirin’s liberal approach to life and I was convinced there was a hidden social network on Bishojo to ‘help’ women in need.

It also made me understand the strict rules, restricting men to stay no longer than fourteen days. I knew that the majority of men were on Bishojo for only a few days, which was probably enough to find a proper match. Those men were not a problem but the ones, who were foolish enough to spend a small fortune, could cause problems if not closely guarded. All the pieces of the jig-saw puzzle started to fall in place, realizing Mitta had been monitoring me all the time, using all available channels possible!

It was the unexpected arrival of the Tarakonas that disrupted the well-oiled routines and that was why I managed to get involved in the hidden perils of the Bishojan. Indeed, those bloody Tarakonas!

I sighed deeply when I understood the dilemma I would cause if I stayed on Bishojo. My presence might lead to problems if other Bishojan women, especially the horny ones, knew.

Then there was an unknown factor about Silvy’s claim on me. It was unclear what would happen to the sweet redhead if I was to be sent back to Earth. But my whole being was longing to be with Cirin which actually overwhelmed the feelings I had for Silvy. I guess the hairy moments between life and death, I had experienced with her, had brought us so close. Bringing her to Earth was an option, knowing she would perfectly blend into the rich diversity of ethnic minorities. It was a possibility, but I was convinced she wouldn’t survive the rough and hostile environment, knowing Earth’s population was soon reaching a critical maximum.

I heard footsteps and I nearly dropped my mug when I saw Silvy gliding into the room. She was dressed in a short turquoise skirt that showed off her beautifully toned legs. The pleasing curves of her thighs disappeared under the supple fabric, creating the raw desire to lift the lace hem of her skirt. I liked her bare midriff which showed off her diamond piercing in her belly button. But her tight turquoise crop-top was where my eyes were glued to. The lace bra was clearly visible through the thin fabric which barely hid her nipples.

I knew she was dressed to impress, and my body promptly reacted to the idea of taking her right here on the breakfast table. “You look stunning,” I managed to utter.

She blushed. “Cirin predicted you would have trouble refraining from having me right here on the table.”

I laughed, and then I started making plans for the devious girl when she was a real woman. “Your sister better watch out because she is playing with fire.”

Silvy giggled nervously as she walked towards me. “Can I get a kiss before I go to the restaurant?”

I pulled the astonishing woman into my arms, truly enjoying the softness of her breasts pressing against my chest. I was pleasantly surprised that we were to eye level, since she was wearing heels. I nuzzled her softly before I pressed my lips to her mouth. Our kiss was different, more laden with passion with a healthy dose of lust. I gently pulled her lower lip into my mouth, knowing perfectly well she would feel the sexual tension it created.

“Wow,” she whispered when I let her go.

“Uh huh,” I replied, “Now you know.”

“By Bisha! That is so yummy.”

I gently patted her pert bottom while I growled softly, “I advise you to go, now.”

Her smile was sweet and innocent as she nodded, slowly walking backwards creating more space between us. “See you later, Paul.”

I had just a few moments to myself to cool down before the two Neutarian ladies entered the dining area. Mitta was clearly touched by what had happened to her youngest daughter and as she sat down opposite me, she said enthusiastically, “You are an exceptional man, with an extraordinary feeling for beauty. Silvynorien’s body is just delightful!”

I felt my face getting warm, not really knowing what to say. “Erm,” I muttered, uneasily, “she deserved it.”

Her laugh was sophisticated as she poured herself a glass of water. “Paul, you’re such a sweet man.”

“That’s enough, mom,” grumbled Cirin who sat next to me, “Stop teasing him.”

Mitta’s face turned dark as she said, “You’ve seen the horrific changes some of us had to endure! By Bisha, don’t you remember the time your back hurt because of the ridiculous size of your breasts?”

“Please, mom!” she hissed.

I couldn’t resist imagining both women with a generous sized pair of tits and it was an appealing thought, but I knew, from experience, that having sex with a woman with huge tits wasn’t that great. I remembered my very first girlfriend and how she struggled with her ample set of breasts. It was more than just a physical struggle as she wasn’t happy with her appearance, which had a profound effect on our sex life.

It was just another high price Bishojan women paid to keep their numbers up. I looked down as I said, “Maybe you’d be better off using sperm donors and reclaimed pheromones.”