Chapter 20

I studied her serene and relaxed expression on her beautiful face as I waited for her to come back to the living. Suddenly her eyes flew open, and her shocked expression quickly changed into a warm smile. “Hey, sweetie,” I said softly, “welcome back.”

Lazily she hugged me, pressing her ample breasts against my chest. “You’ve waited for me.”

I nodded. “It isn’t the first time you’ve experienced a change.”

“True, but I’m sure that isn’t the reason you didn’t go down on me straight away.”

I kissed her, knowing it would fire her up and it didn’t take long before she started to push her pelvis against my cock. That was exactly what I was waiting for; her raw desire for more. It was Childs play to gently guide her onto her back and I gratefully kissed her neck again. I deliberately avoided her breasts by tracing the soft skin between the two warm mounts of delicious flesh with my lips.

She flexed her stomach muscles as I kissed her softly padded sixpack while my heart pounded in my mouth when her soft teal pubic hair tickled my nose. I moved back a little to admire her sex that opened like a flower when she spread her legs insanely wide. It was obvious she was horny as hell because the inner lips of her beautiful blue pussy were glistening in the dim light.

My urge to ram my cock into her slick pussy was hardly manageable but I wanted to give her a mind-blowing climax first. My lips touched the super soft skin of her inner thigh, which made her whimper softly. “Please, Paul.”

I smiled, knowing all too well she was desperate for a good fuck, but I wanted to test the Bishojan theory of the juice’s rejuvenating powers. My lips caressed the soft, wet flesh of her pussy lips causing my sweet lover to growl. I wasn’t surprised by the slightly mint taste of her salty juices that started to seep out of her delicious pussy.

It didn’t take me long to bring the Bishojan beauty to the brink of a huge climax. My fingers had found the perfect spot in her wet channel to tease her senselessly, ramping up her desire to reach her high. I decided it was time to give in to her desperate need of completion and I used my soaking wet fingers to gently strum her clit while my mouth covered her very wet vulva.

Cirin tried to buck her hips, but I used my body to pin her to the mattress, making sure I would be able to suck all her juices out of her sex.

“Oh, by Bisha!” she screamed when I increased the tempo I flicked my fingers over her sensitive nub. “Don’t stop!” she cried. “Please, don’t stop! Don’t Stop!”

Only seconds later, Cirin howled while she squirted a copious amount of fresh, minty juice into my mouth. I had trouble avoiding swallowing the tingling fluid and with billowing cheeks I moved upwards to deliver it to my girl. It was an amazing sight to see her voluptuous body glistening from perspiration, her pert breasts moving up and down as she gasped for air. Her lazy smile reached her radiating eyes, causing my heart to beat a lot faster.

Her smile faltered for a moment as she saw my blown-up cheeks but soon enough she understood what was happening. She eagerly pulled me down and with a slobbering sound she licked my wet face clean. Our lips touched and it felt almost natural when we both opened our mouths simultaneously, allowing a smooth transfer. With intermittent soft mewling sounds, she swallowed down the fizzy liquid. As soon as she emptied my mouth, she shuddered and her skin briefly flashed into a teal hue.

Totally taken aback, I stared at her face. It had clearly changed, making her look nearly as young as Silvy. The small wrinkles around her eyes were almost gone and the slight discoloration under her eyes was completely vanished.

“Wow,” I muttered as I traced the soft skin of her chin. “I have to admit; that was some real potent stuff you’ve produced down there.”

She giggled as she squeezed my arms.

“I feel amazing,” she purred but then she pulled her face into a playful pout as she said, “But I still have such a strange empty feeling.”

I nuzzled her and as I moved myself into position I said eagerly, “I think I can help you with that.”

“Oh, by Bisha,” she groaned while she grabbed my throbbing member to align it with her silky and wet entrance, “I need you.”

It felt as if we were meant to be together when I finally slid into her warm and welcoming channel. As I looked into her amazing eyes, I knew I would never experience this with another woman. I was lost in her, hardly noticing her loud howls as she came again. It felt as if I was in heaven, and I hated the fact that my orgasm took me by surprise.

I roared while emptying my balls into her fertile womb, ramming my pelvis against her soft mound of Venus as I tried to get my cock deeper into her.

Fredrick sat in the pilot’s chair again, impatiently waiting for the console to allow him to enter a pass phrase. He had been roaming around the shuttle’s cramped space, hoping he could find anything useful to make his stay less dreadful. His foul mood got worse as it had been annoyingly fruitless, and he realized he was literally marooned on this pathetic heap of metal.

Dejectedly, he stared at the last fifteen seconds on the screen’s timer, which was counting down to zero.

The female voice sounded cheerful as she promptly spoke when the timer disappeared, “Please enter pass phrase to unlock the system.”

He huffed because he desperately wanted her to shut up. He had used the hour to come up with some new passwords and growled as the woman disdainfully said, “Invalid credentials, authorization failed. Please try again.”

It was frustrating for Frederick because he had no clue what the password could be and with trepidation he punched in the next password he thought might be the one.

His heart skipped a beat when the female voice sternly told him, “Too many failed attempts. System deactivated for two hours.”

“NO FUCKING WAY!” he screamed as he stood, “YOU FUCKING WHORE!”

His eyes roamed around the tiny cabin, searching for something he could use to express his anger. He grabbed the red fire extinguisher from its clasps and without thinking he started to bang the heavy cylinder onto the screen. With a loud crack the screen shattered into pieces and sparks jumped out from the broken glass. Suddenly the lights flickered and died out, bathing the cabin in complete darkness.

“Fuck,” Frederick whispered when he noticed the sudden eerie silence. He was quite sure that life support was down as well.

He slumped into the comfortable chair, knowing he had just created a tomb for himself.

I stared at my face in the bathroom mirror and gave myself a wink, knowing I was the happiest man in the galaxy. Cirin was totally exhausted after our intense love making and had fallen asleep. I had the suspicion that it was more an after effect of her rejuvenation. It was clear it took a lot of energy out of her.

I felt amazing, especially after the long hot shower and walked, with a towel wrapped around my waist, out of the bathroom.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw an older lady sitting on the bed. She was looking at Cirin whose body was completely exposed. My eyes were drawn to my girls’ beautiful, serene body. She was lying on her side and her firm breasts moved to the rhythm of her breathing. Somehow, I felt proud of how pleasing to the eyes she was.

Suddenly the woman turned to me. Her voice sounded rich as she said, “She is very beautiful, isn’t she?”

I studied her face, which exuded confidence and her misty grey eyes didn’t divert from mine as I replied, “Yes, I’m a lucky man, Your Majesty.”

Her smile was warm. “As is Cirincendil, based on what I heard throughout the castle.”

I felt my cheeks getting warm as I came to the conclusion, she must have heard our passionate love making. I vaguely remembered Cirin’s vocal appreciation when I allowed her to have her orgasm.

Her laugh was short and then she confided, “Best make sure the door is closed next time.”

Shocked, I glanced at the door and only then did I realize Cirin’s silk blouse had prevented the door from closing. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty.” I murmured meekly.

“It was a refreshing experience,” she answered with a knowing smile, “but I’m not sure others would appreciate it if it happened again.”

“I understand, Your Majesty,” I replied softly.

“Anyway,” the Queen responded as her eyes roamed over my body, “I suggest you put some clothes on because I would like to have a chat with you.”

I looked around for my hastily discarded clothes, knowing it was going to be awkward and as I looked at her again, I was relieved to see her gracefully getting up from the bed.