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“And you will return from whence you came after your journey like salmon swimming home to spawn to find that home is the same, but that it is you who has become a different person on your journey..."

She felt such a sense of possibility in the air as she walked down the street.

In a way, it was as close to being back on Earth as the jackal had felt ever since she'd left home. There was something else, though, a sense of tension and friction that was missing from what she'd have expected in a similar situation back then. Somehow she almost felt more at home here than she had on Earth, if that were at all possible, but that wasn't quite it either. In her mind, the jackal knew that the city she was in had not only existed for thousands of years, but that the passersby who roamed it alongside her had all lived for even longer than that, longer than she could ever dream, but that was them, not her.

Every scrap of it felt so fresh and new to her.

The water planet festival city had parts that reminded her of a seaside resort or a water park, but there was something deeper about it she strove to put her finger on, something that would've been harder to explain. Every part of the jackal's life since she'd ended up in the System had been guided to work, to labor, to being productive at all costs. For all the wonders and amazement that space had presented to her, the kindness of those who had helped her, the advancements they'd made, and so on and so forth, they all worked, all the time. It seemed to be all they did. She was starting to think they didn't know how to have fun.

This was it. It had to be it. This was how they all worked without breaking.

This was the vacation they all fought for, all year, to make it all worthwhile. No society could function without a pressure release valve or two, she'd told herself. Usually, unless their work required it, she and her partner would spent the vast majority of their waking moments around each other but, tonight, her partner was spending the night with an old friend of hers, so the jackal went out to explore. A long time had passed since her partner's last festival, and they didn't know when they'd be able to get back to another one next. When it all came down to it, she wanted to make sure to be able to make the most of the opportunity it represented while she had the chance to do so.

Somehow she'd always associated water with fun, rest, and play; water simply took the shape of whatever was around it, like it wasn't trying too hard, and it made you 'go with the flow.'

The bazaars were set up differently during the day, but they were definitely still active at night. The smell of water hung in the atmosphere all over the planet – brine, fresh water, chlorine, mist – but a few other subdued smells seemed to scramble and jostle as the jackal passed, uncertain. The structure of the food quest remained in her mind from Earth as a mental impetus to go out in search of the unknown, half-formed before dissolving when she remembered where she was. She probably could have found food when and where she'd been, come to think of it, if she'd tried hard enough. The huge, shifty crowd was harder to keep track of, but she wouldn't have wanted to get her partner in trouble.

What was it about this night that made it feel like rules that ordinarily applied didn't?

The jackal walked into a bar, feeling like the set-up for a joke where she didn't know the punchline. The bar had a wide, motley assortment of species which she'd never seen anywhere else in the System until then, many of them aquatic but, given the interplanetary nature of the festival, many not. She couldn't help mentally comparing it with the scene of walking into the cantina from Star Wars, but no one else in the System would've understood that reference, so she'd have to keep it to herself. When she paid close enough attention, she usually noticed just how different everything was from anything for which Earth had prepared her, so it's the similarities that stood out to her.

She'd probably never write down all the stories from Earth that informed her perspective to share with the System, but it was still a lot likelier than being able to introduce someone else from Earth to the System, in any case.

It was also definitely a bar, and people were certainly going there to drink, as well as to socialize or introspect, as the mood struck them. The jackal's roommate and best friend back on Earth had been bigger drinkers than she'd been herself, and she hadn't initiated drinking on her own, but she'd joined in when they had. Her mind was still full of the video games she'd just played with the floating slug hacker Glitchhop, comparing and contrasting them with the games that she'd played back on Earth too. The System seemed to have a way of making her feel nostalgic for a version of Earth she'd never even experienced when she'd still lived there herself.

She thought back on Saturnalia, the old pagan Earth festival where everything was upside-down, roles were reversed, all rules were off, and nothing was as it seemed.

The jackal remembered the other System bar in which her partner had worked before, but that had been a bar that was open all year-round. The festival bars were mostly similar in practical, structural terms, but they were set up to feel wackier and fancier than the year-round bars like the one at which her partner had worked, to create a more distinctive kind of experience. She also hadn't been much of a patron at that other bar because her partner had worked there. It felt weird to give her more work and to use up resources when they were trying to gain more resources and reduce their workload overall. None of these factors applied here and now. She ordered something that looked like vermouth.

She was going to lose a few brain cells that night or die trying.

This bar was playing music, which created a more festive air than the rumination to which year-round bars lent themselves more often. You were supposed to be having a good time! The jackal even noticed a few people dancing, of all things. The System's workaholic culture sure hadn't shown her a lot of that! Until then she didn't even know they could. As her drink gently seeped into her brain, nudging her to think outside the box, she thought back on just how important music and dancing had been to her when back when she'd lived on Earth. If she could create a time and place for it for herself within the System's clockwork logic somehow, it could only do wonders for her mood in general.

Maybe what she needed more than anything was something to look forward to, something to look back on.

Two dancers in particular, a rainbowfish and a zebrafish, especially caught her eye. The jackal turned to watch them from her stool as the barmaid cleaned a glass on the other side of the bar, watching them out of the corner of her eye. They seemed so alive and full of energy! They were spinning each other around, dipping each other, waltzing, raving, rocking out wildly. There were only so many ways you could dance, but they seemed to be looking for every way they could find, without any of the terrestrial forms of categorization to which she was used. She idly wondered how much they'd both had to drink before telling herself that they must drink like fish, chuckling at her own joke.

You had to find your small sources of joy wherever you could as you went, didn't you?

She wondered when she'd stop comparing and contrasting everything she saw with the way things had been for her back on Earth, when she'd be able to simply accept them for what they are, right here, right now. She already hadn't been able to do that when she'd been back there, let alone now. “Care to dance?" Now was as good a time to start as any, she mused. “Come on in!" They'd never seen a jackal before, even having lived in the System this long, and she was as new to them as the festival was to her. “The water's fine..." So she joined them on the dance floor, thinking that if she could learn to see herself through their eyes, maybe she could see herself in a new kind of way too.

“Sure!" It did have the merit of having a certain logic to it, for what it was. “Why not?"

The music to which they danced was all new for her to hear! There was no way she'd have heard it anywhere before then. No jackal had ever danced to what she was hearing. The rainbowfish and zebrafish completed each other's movements and sentences naturally, as though they'd shared the exact same thought process somehow. They even looked just like each other, aside from their coloring. To say that they seemed to share a bond she'd never fully understand didn't even come close to describing it. If she hadn't known that there were no brothers in the System, let alone twins, she'd have pegged them for twin brothers for sure, because of their dynamic. They danced with her as one fish.

It was hot, despite the breeze outside and ventilation inside, especially for people who moved around a lot. Since the jackal had first shown up in the System all that time ago, she hadn't met anyone who'd seemed to know anything about the existence of sexuality as a practice, not even once. She'd lived with lesbians long enough to know that the fact that there were no men in the System wasn't nearly enough of a reason for that. The truth is, everyone in the System was so focused on their workaholic culture it would never have even occurred to them to try to “waste" time doing something like this for fun, without a practical reason. The festivals were the exception that confirmed their rule.

The rainbowfish and zebrafish were dancing with the jackal without their shirts on.

Back on Earth, she'd thought of herself as asexual her whole life. The social conventions that surrounded Earth sexuality seemed alien to her, and she hadn't known how to talk herself into them in a way that had felt like a true expression of her personality. She'd told herself she'd preferred to get to know people for different reasons than that. Part of her had been through too much for it to be easy for her to let her guard down like this. She'd fantasized and played with herself a few times before she'd transitioned, and only a few times since. It had always felt more like an experiment to her than like something to which she'd see herself going back a lot. She didn't know what to do with her mind.

Yet watching the rainbowfish and zebrafish dance shirtless, she noticed they seemed to have boners on them, straining against both of their pants as if they were desperate to escape from them.

The jackal blushed, as much as she could through the dark fur on her face. Hopefully the light show on the dance floor covered most of it, she thought to herself. Her tail wagged as she danced, panting, feeling the fur on the small of her back stand on end as though it were electrified. Even this was already a lot more than she'd ever allowed herself to do on Earth. She'd always been so self-conscious. Maybe she should treat this like an opportunity to try to reinvent herself, like Madonna. There were no pesky social conventions to tell her what to do here. She could get to know these two completely on her own terms, and see where it would go. She took off her shirt to dance with them too.

They had no nudity taboos. The jackal started feeling herself getting wet. Embarrassed, she led the rainbowfish and zebrafish to go sit down with her somewhere. They talked and talked into the night. Somehow she was able to talk to them openly about a whole bunch of things that had happened to her since she'd shown up in the System without accidentally revealing that she was an alien to them, even with alcohol loosening her tongue. She also learned a lot about the two of them, who had been partners for longer than anyone else could remember. They were planning on doing a synchronized swimming routine at the festival demonstration tomorrow, which she then resolved not to miss.

Eventually the topic came up of what the jackal had noticed was now going on in their pants. They were completely unselfconscious talking about the new organs they'd each had installed by the plague surgeon Beaker on the forest planet. They'd never seen anything like it before, and didn't know anything about who came up with them or how you were supposed to use them. If she'd had a Prime Directive to follow, she'd have probably told herself that it was best for her to stay uninvolved, but that ship had already sailed when she'd had Beaker replace her previous dick with her current vagina. She had to show them how they worked now. Literally no one else could do it for them.

They weren't going to be able to tell her she'd be doing anything about it wrong. On Earth the jackal had always assumed that everyone else knew a lot more about sexuality than she did. For the first time, she was going to be in a situation where she knew everything, and they knew nothing. It took a lot of the pressure off from her, for one thing. This was going to be the first time that she'd be in a situation in which it'd be possible for her to have sex with someone since she'd transitioned. This was the body in which she felt she should've been born the whole time. Wouldn't there be a chance that she'd feel better about it than about anything else which had ever been within her reach before?

There was something so earnest about the way they talked about it. They had absolutely no preconceptions to speak of, and listened to her every word about it with rapt attention, no matter how mundane what she described for them seemed to her as she did. It was just as though they were talking about any other new and exciting thing they'd just discovered. The jackal walked back with them from the bar in the fog and drizzle back to their shared rented dormitory. It seemed very much like a hotel room, but with a much more alien decor than anything she'd ever seen. It did have a bed in it, which was a good thing, because the three of them had every intention of using it as much as possible.

These two fish had been alive since probably before the Stone Age, accumulating and sharing memories the likes of which the jackal would never be able to imagine, and she was about to introduce them to fucking. The irony of the situation didn't just not escape her, she revelled in it. She realized she'd always disliked the idea of simply doing something like this because she'd been expected to do so, as though she'd been a robot merely acting out a program. The idea of being able to do it organically as a surprise to herself and others, when no one else really expected it from her in that way, made her so horny she could barely breathe. She would free her mind and the rest would follow.

She would do something that she would never do, with no one around to judge her anyway.

Their scales felt smooth and cool against the jackal's skin and fur as she tried to touch them and to show them how to touch her back in what felt like a sensual way to her. She held their hands, she hugged them close while scratching and rubbing their backs, she caressed their faces, she petted their heads, nuzzled them, she licked and nibbled their necks, ears, and gills. They both seemed utterly transported and returned her treatment eagerly, excited to find out what would come after that. She kissed them both on their mouths and all of their clothes suddenly became too tight for them to wear at that point, falling to the floor nearby to become a distant memory in a heartbeat. This was much better.

The jackal groped their firm fish buttocks and had them grope hers, letting go of her last scraps of shame from back home, feeling their fullness in her hands, the promise of guilty pleasure they carried. She licked and sucked on their nipples and, when they returned the favor, they got sounds out of her she didn't know she could even make. They snuggled, spooned, and made out with each other in bed for what felt like an eternity of warm togetherness, lighting up the cold void of space everywhere around them. She caressed their tails and rubbed their feet, wanting to make sure that all three of them would feel completely at home in their own bodies for what they were about to share with each other.

The jackal directed the zebrafish to lie down on his back in the middle of the bed, sitting next to him on his right while the rainbowfish sat in front of her on his left, ready to watch and learn. She ran her hands across his stomach, taint, and balls as he closed his eyes, relaxing as he focused on the sensations she was bringing him. There was nowhere else for them to be, so they had all the time in the world. She knew it didn't have to be perfect, but she wanted everything about their first experience to highlight the reasons for which they might want to do it again later, the way she'd always imagined it should be. What used to seem so uninspiring between her legs seemed very enticing between theirs.

It was all just a matter of perspective, wasn't it?

The zebrafish was already at half-mast when the jackal pulled his skin folds down around his glans to expose it. “This part here is more sensitive," she explained running a fingertip across it to demonstrate, “so it can be more fun to touch, but you also have to be more careful not to hurt it." She'd had one of those long enough to remember how they worked, but she'd never been in a situation to touch someone else's before. “You want to grab it like this," she showed them, pulling his skin folds back up to bring them back down, sending a jolt through him. “You want to get a good grip, just don't squeeze too hard." So much of how to have fun was about not getting hurt doing it, it turned out.

“That feels really good!" The zebrafish seemed so entranced and grateful to her for stroking him as the rainbowfish watched on, spellbound.

“That's good," the jackal smiled at him as she jacked him off. “You need to pay a lot of attention to how you feel to do this." She was moving very slowly at first, allowing both of them to deconstruct her movement, giving him time to get used to the new sensations he was experiencing. “When something feels good, do it more." It seemed obvious superficially, but so much of how they lived their lives the rest of the time was about putting off feeling good until later and putting up with feeling bad right now. “When it hurts, stop." The idea of listening to yourself in that way proved a little counter-intuitive, but very rewarding. “You start off slow, then build up to faster by phases as you go."

“Can you do it to yourself?" The rainbowfish asked. “Does it matter?"

The jackal had already settled into an incrementally steadier pace, somewhere after beginner but before intermediate. “Good question." What they were doing was getting them so hot and bothered that she could already see a drop of pre pearling on the rainbowfish's tip in front of her. “It's supposed to feel a little better when someone else does it for you." She realized she'd never had someone else jerk off her cock back when she'd had one, not even once. “Doing it to yourself still works just fine and it's a little easier though," she went on, increasing her pace to middle range. “You don't have to get anyone else to do it and you can feel how your own body reacts to you as you go."

“You like it?" When it was someone else's body, you had to pay more attention to their body language to make sure they were having a good time, the rainbowfish figured.

“It's amazing!" The zebrafish thrust his hips upward involuntarily, lost in the moment completely. “I could do this forever," he shook his head as a shiver of excitement went down his back. “How'd you ever get anything done?" The jackal chuckled.

“Well, you could do it forever, but you can't." Her rate of stroking reached a pace that was definitely above average. “Not in practice." The zebrafish's breathing and heart rate were increasing, his face was flushed, he could feel his blood boiling in his veins and thundering in his ears.

“What do you mean?" The zebrafish whimpered, squirmed, and thrashed in her grip wordlessly, looking like he was trying to speak but couldn't. “You okay there, buddy?" The zebrafish could only whine and tense up even more in response, almost out of breath like he was trying to climb a whole mountain but couldn't quite make it.

“Do you need me to stop for now?" She asked gently, making sure he could tell it was safe to be open and that there was no wrong answer.

“Maybe for now, yeah," he nodded apologetically. “That was so intense!" The color was returning to his face, his heart rate was slowing back down, and his breathing was returning to a normal pace as the pleasure subsided.

“But you liked it though, right?" The rainbowfish was still trying to decide whether he wanted to try or not, but he was leaning heavily toward it.

“Oh, yeah!" The zebrafish's nodding was enthusiastic this time. “It felt incredible! It was just so overwhelming, like too much of a good thing at once, you know?" It was hard to imagine or explain without having actually experienced it. “It felt like if you kept going something was going to happen to me, but I didn't know what," he explained, “something unstoppable, and I wasn't sure ahead of time whether I'd like it or not, so I had to be like 'Whoa! What's this?', you know?" The zebrafish sat back up from his spot on the bed as they talked and moved. He was almost embarrassed to have needed a break, but he was feeling completely supported, and looked forward to what she'd do next.

“I don't know," the rainbowfish grinned, “but I'd love to find out!" He laid down on his back in the middle of the bed right on the warm spot left by the rainbowfish before him. The jackal caressed his tail on the bed between his legs, licked his balls and taint, then licked her palm. Pulling his skin folds down around his tip, she rubbed her wet palm in a circle against his tip, reaching down with her fingertips to caress the indentation between his glans and the rest of his shaft. He gasped when she wrapped her hand around his dick, starting to move up and down on it at a slow, deliberate pace to give his mind a chance to process what his body was going through on its own terms. “Oh, wow..."

The zebrafish hadn't been kidding, the rainbowfish thought to himself. He wasn't sure he'd ever felt this good doing anything in his entire life. Where had this been all his life? “If you need me to slow down, tell me." The jackal was trying to pay attention to their body language too, but it always helped to make sure to keep the lines of communication open, she figured. “We'll do this at your pace, right?" His hands gripped the bed sheets on his sides as he closed his eyes to reduce his sensory overload. It was the zebrafish's turn to watch, playing with his balls and licking his lips as he enjoyed his partner's pleasure vicariously through him.

“Faster," the rainbowfish blurted out, “please," he begged.

“Sure," the jackal smiled as she complied, switching her settings from 'very easy' to 'easy' in her video game-addled mind before getting ready for 'medium' soon enough. “You can't get enough of this, can you?"

“Oh, that's right!" The zebrafish held the rainbowfish's left hand in his own to help him steady himself. “I really can't," he shook his head groaning. “I'm all yours," he chuckled helplessly. “You were right." The zebrafish clutched the rainbowfish' hands back in his. “This feels fantastic." The jackal played with his balls as her wanking hand went on to an average pace around him. “What do you call this thing again?" She was taking his reactions as an encouragement to continue, and he was doing nothing to dissuade her from it.

“That's your penis," the jackal answered without slowing down. “Your dick or your cock, if you feel like using a shorter word for it." The words didn't feel sleazy in her mouth, completely without baggage. “Sometimes it's good to have a short word in the heat of the moment." She toyed with the idea of giving them a safeword to bail out if things got too excessive in some way, but ended up deciding to put it off until another occasion for now. “You never know what's gonna happen, right?" The rainbowfish shook his head in response, still surprised by how difficult it could be for him to talk when he was in the throes of what her masturbating him was making him go through.

The jackal had definitely been jerking him off faster than average by then, not quite at full speed yet but getting there. “I want to...!" She looked at him quizzically, slowing down a little as she was trying to figure out if he wanted her to stop or not. “I want to know what...!" She duly sped back up to the pace she'd reached without missing a beat, not having slowed down long enough for it to affect how near he'd gotten.

“What does happen?" The zebrafish was curious too.

The jackal had been wondering if she should keep it as a surprise, but she figured she may as well tell them, they'd find out soon enough. “When you rub it the right way long enough, it makes something come out of it."

“Does it hurt?" They were ready for a small amount of pain if it meant a large amount of pleasure.

“It's really, really fun when it comes out!" It had seemed so overwhelming! “You'll like it." The rainbowfish's breaths were getting faster and raspier, panting for air as his body felt like a runaway train getting away from him. “Are you ready?" He could see flashing lights when he closed his eyes, and images seemed to blur in his eyes even when they were still open. “Do you want me to make you finish?" His senses were being pushed so far beyond the limits of what he'd grown to expect that he felt like he was going to pass right out. “You look really close." He was absolutely determined to keep pushing himself beyond his apprehension to see what was waiting for him on the other side of that line.

“Yes, please, do it!" the rainbowfish blurted out. “I want it so bad!" He really did!

Even his toes seemed to grip the bed sheets under them as the jackal's hand sped up into a blur around his cock. “Brace yourself." The zebrafish brought his face over the rainbowfish's dick, eyeing the slit waiting for what was supposed to come out while her hand worked its magic. “Once it starts you can't stop it, no matter what." The rainbowfish whined, whimpered, and squirmed, asking himself if he should be trying to resist to stretch things out more or help things along so he'd get there faster, but that decision was made for him before he could do so. “You gotta ride it out." They weren't used to being rewarded for letting themselves not be in control but they were getting used to it fast.

“Ohhh..." His whole body trembled from head to toe. “I can feel it happening..." She stifled a giggle when the first spurt to gush out of the rainbowfish hit the zebrafish in the nose. “AH!" The zebrafish learned an important lesson about not keeping his face too close to it when it went off. “Ahhh...!" The rainbowfish almost wanted to close his eyes to focus on the experience itself because it was so intense. “OH!" He struggled to keep them wide open all throughout though, not wanting to miss a second of what this mysterious eruption looked like. “HAH!" There were long spurts, short spurts, straight spurts, spurts that swirled and spiralled, close together, far apart, there must have been fifteen.

It sprang out of him like an uncoiling spring.

“Hff...!" He was breathing like a wolf trying to blow a house down. “Hnf!" It felt a little bit like going down a water slide, he couldn't help but think, with the apprehension followed by the sudden, joyful release, only way, way better. “Mmhh..." The zebrafish could see the rainbowfish's urethra twitch and contract with every jet it shot out, still pulsating a few times after he seemed to have run out only for a few more drops to ooze out of his tip. “Whoa..." The rainbowfish grunted, licked his lips, and took a deep breath. “You have to try this!" It didn't take a lot of convincing for them to trade places so that the zebrafish could lie back down on the warm spot that was now left by the rainbowfish.

“That's an ejaculation, or an orgasm." The jackal knew you could have an orgasm without ejaculating, but they were new at this, so she wanted to keep things simple for now. “Well, for you two, that's almost the same thing." She always had to put herself in her shoes and to ask herself what she'd have wanted to hear if it'd been her first time hearing about sex from someone. “I can have orgasms, but I can't ejaculate." She was autistic – she loved a chance to explain something to someone else that seemed obvious to others. “I mean, I can squirt a little, but nothing like this," she gestured at him. “It's still really, really fun, though!" Her whole life she'd had to have people explain 'obvious' things to her.

In a way, she was better suited to explaining than someone more familiar with it than she was, because she took less for granted about it in the first place herself. “What's this white stuff?" It left a stark, wet, sticky contrast against the rainbowfish's multi-colored scales, glistening under the ceiling lights.

“That's called semen, or cum." The zebrafish touched it, bringing some of it to his mouth to taste it. “When you shoot it out, it's called ejaculating, or cumming." The zebrafish's facial expression seemed to indicate he thought it tasted pretty good. Maybe he should try some again sometime.

“Because you're making cum," he inferred. “You were saying something about how you can't do it forever." The rainbowfish decided to try some of his own semen too, since the zebrafish had seemed to like it. “Is this what you meant?" The rainbowfish gestured at his own floppy dick that was now dangling between his legs, a lingering strand of cum still attached to it.

“That's right." The jackal had gone back to running her hands gently across the zebrafish's skin all over his body, trying to get it back into a more receptive mindset. “That's called your refractory period." It had been difficult on Earth not to learn a lot about sex from hearing about it all the time, even if you weren't trying to. “When you cum, you usually can't do it again for a while." Sometimes she wondered just how much she'd know about it if she had tried. See these?" The zebrafish nodded when she played with his balls a little. “That's where the white stuff comes from, so they need time to charge it back up." The rainbowfish tried to play with his balls a little watching her.

“How much time?"

“That depends!" It seemed all too clear that the rainbowfish was already very much looking forward to doing it again, even though his body wouldn't let him right now. “Normally if you do it once you can do it again in about what, fifteen minutes or so?" The jackal didn't want to give them misleading expectations. “If you try a third time after that it's likely to take longer than that, but there are exceptions to that too." There were no hard and fast rules about a lot of it, it turned out. “After that you usually need 8 to 12 hours. Sleep usually resets it. If you're tired you may not be able to do it twice or even once, it depends on how much energy you have. If you don't for a few days, it's more intense."

“I feel like I just climbed a mountain," the rainbowfish chuckled. “Like, whew!"

“That's the thing!" They were paying close attention and catching on quick, which she liked. “You can maybe climb two or three mountains on a good day, maybe one or none on a bad one." The jackal didn't want to ever make either of them feel bad because of what they could or couldn't do at this or that moment. “You have to focus a lot on your own body and adapt to what it's trying to tell you." Everything she hadn't liked about people's attitudes about sex back on Earth, she could simply jettison right out the airlock like bad cargo. “The longest it's been since you have, the easiest it is to do it, the hardest it is to hold back." It could be anything she wanted. “The important part is to have fun!"

The jackal tried to talk to them about it in a way that would've made her want to do it, back when she'd first heard about it. “So if you don't finish you could do it for a long time in theory, right?" She was slowly, gently stroking the zebrafish's cock as they spoke, to keep his body interested without going overboard.

“In theory, yes!" In theory, there was no difference between theory and practice but, in practice, there was. “Sometimes you want to do it for a long time because it's so fun to be doing, sometimes you want to get to the end fast because the end is the best part. There's ways to make it happen faster or slower based on how you feel about it at the time. It's not really important on its own, but it's good to know which is which and how to do both based on how much time you have and how the other person you're doing it with feels about it themselves, when there is another person involved I mean. As long as you're on the same wavelength about what you want when and how you're all good."

There were so many small, strange new things about this, all of them interconnecting in different ways. “Oh, we'll keep that well in mind!" They'd both been looking forward to going to the festival, as they always did, but neither of them had gone there expecting to run into something like this.

“You licked your hand and made the tip wet before stroking this one earlier, I noticed," he pointed out. “Does that do anything?" She hadn't thought of doing it the first time, just the second one.

“It does!" The jackal nodded. “Ooh..." She hadn't felt bold enough to try something so far out of her range yet, but their lack of self-consciousness was contagious. “In fact..." Jerking off both fish had been one thing, almost like doing it to herself had been. “Since you asked..." Taking part of someone else's body into hers was going to be a whole other thing. “Let's show you something else..." She stopped stroking the zebrafish to move from his side to between his legs, going down on her hands and knees in front of him facing him. “Why don't we?" She pulled his skin folds down around his glans while licking his balls again, bracing herself as her heart raced for the next step she had in mind.

The zebrafish gasped like someone coming up for air after having been underwater too long. “Aww...!" He threw his head back and his toes wriggled as the jackal wrapped her lips around his glans, feeling him throbbing as it became more and more engorged with blood in her maw. “Oh..." She was anxious it might feel foreign or invasive in some way, like an intrusion somewhere that should've been kept for herself alone. “Yes..." She welcomed it in her mouth like it had always lived there and was coming back home after having been gone for too long. “Mmhh..." She quickly settled into a rhythm around it, carefully watching her sharp jackal fangs as he lovingly put his hands on her head.

“You're really loving this!"

The jackal could see the rainbowfish's cock was already getting hard again watching them, stiffening in anticipation of another round of its own soon. “She's amazing!" The zebrafish shook his head as she sucked on, hardly believing his luck. “Ah!" She pulled him out to swirl her tongue around his glans a few times before taking his whole length down her throat. “You're so good," he couldn't help petting her head in approval as she blew him, encouraging her. “It's like all of me is the part of me that's in her, you know?" He was struggling to breathe as he spoke. “Somehow, it has the keys to the whole rest of my body." He couldn't help thrusting up in her mouth a few times to increase his fun.

“I want to ask more questions, but I don't want to make you stop using your mouth!" the rainbowfish chuckled as he apologized.

“You're supposed to alternate," the jackal answered as she switched back to stroking the zebrafish. “By all means." There were no stupid questions here and now, after all.

“Why is that?" The zebrafish sure seemed to agree with her, perhaps not in so many words, but if his body language, facial expression, and the sounds he was making were any indication of it, in any case.

“When it's wet it's more sensitive but there's less friction, when it's dry it's less sensitive but there's more friction." The jackal had to make everything as simple as possible, but no simpler. “It's like, if it's a little wet, it makes the stroking more effective, but if it's too wet it makes it numb." The zebrafish struggled to pay attention to what she was saying even as the pleasure coursing through every part of his body strove to distract him. “Too dry can hurt a little, but it has to be dry enough for the friction to get you off." What was everything she'd want to know about this if she didn't? “It's about hitting that sweet middle spot where the ideal intersects with the possible, if that makes sense?"

It was a tightrope and a trade-off. “I can't wait to try it!" The rainbowfish was back to sporting a full-on erection by then, all too ready for more action yet again.

“It feels even better than just the stroking!" The zebrafish could barely believe that anything could, such a short time after having found out about it at all, yet there it was.

“It usually feels better when it's in a hole," she smiled before gulping it back down for a moment.

“What do you mean by 'hole'?" What Pandora's Box had she just opened? “You mean your mouth?" In for a penny, in for a pound.

“There's three holes it can go into besides your hand basically." She had to switch back to masturbating the zebrafish again to be able to speak. “When it goes in your mouth it's called a blowjob or sucking." She circled her tongue around his glans again as she stroked before she went on. “When it's in your hand, it's a handjob or jerking off." What a crash course it was. “Something about forming an airtight seal around it does something to it, that's for sure." She realized people spent their entire lives exploring the depths of sexuality without ever scratching the bottom of that barrel. “It reacts to that." You'd want to know everything that had a 'use value' for you first and foremost.

“What about the other holes?" The question made her even wetter, plans forming in her mind as she licked the zebrafish's frenulum.

“There's this one and that one," she reached between her legs as she stroked, showing the rainbowfish her vagina and ass. “The front one is likelier to make me cum if you go into it but the back one can do it too, it's just harder." She was almost embarrassed to admit that she could also feel sexual pleasure, but she pushed herself past it. “The front one gets wet on its own, so the back one gives you more friction, you just need to make sure it's wet enough not to hurt." What was on the other side finally seemed so rewarding to her for a change, after all. “I can also cum if you lick my holes or if you rub this flesh nub over the front one." Hint, hint. “Since I don't ejaculate, I can do it over and over."

They finally started to understand why she'd have chosen to get rid of such a marvel, knowing this, but they were desperate to get as much mileage out of their new acquisitions as they could all the same.

“Try it!" The zebrafish gestured for the jackal to stop so that he could get up and encourage the rainbowfish to take his place lying down on the bed. “You'll like it!" The rainbowfish looked at the zebrafish's hard-on quizzically, wondering why he'd have passed on his turn. “I've got something else in mind," the zebrafish grinned, sitting next to the rainbowfish to watch her start blowing him, still tasting a few drops of his leftover semen from his previous orgasm. “Let's see if I can do this..." The zebrafish cautiously wrapped his fingers around his penis to start masturbating as he watched them, matching his stroking with the pace of her sucking. “It feels kind of like it's happening to me too..."

The zebrafish stood up on the bed to watch the jackal sucking the rainbowfish from above. “Oh, that's interesting..." The zebrafish moved to the head of the bed to face her from behind the rainbowfish's head. “It feels a little different..." He moved to the other side of the bed than the one he'd been on before. “Based on where you look from, I mean." The zebrafish continued to move and to stroke himself as he moved, turning around behind her to lie down facing up with his head between her legs. “Don't mind me..." The zebrafish noticed that she was going back and forth between rubbing her clit and fingering her vagina with each hand as she blew him, even fingering her own ass a few times.

The jackal hadn't even noticed when she'd started masturbating, too absorbed salivating over the fish lollipop in her maw to care about them seeing her do it. When the zebrafish stood up behind the jackal to face the rainbowfish he sat up on his hands while she sucked him, curious to see what his dichromatic comrade had in mind. She groaned loudly when she felt his tongue on her labia, licking and circling his tongue like he'd seen her do with their glans and frenulum. She whimpered helplessly as the zebrafish plunged his tongue into her vagina to wriggle it around, taking over rubbing her clit for her so she could focus what was left of her attention on the blowjob she was still giving.

“There you go..." The rainbowfish felt the jackal's maw vibrating around his cock because of the uncontrollable sounds that the zebrafish's cunnilingus was wrenching out of her, producing an intriguing sensation. “You like that, don't you?" Her mouth was too full of dick to form words but the sound she made in response could only be interpreted as enthusiastic assent. “Mmhh, you taste good..." No other person had ever given her sexual pleasure in her life. “What a fun, juicy hole you have..." Everyone loves hearing nice things about themselves, don't they? “So warm and wet..." At that point she was so into it that she would have laid down her life for these two fish without a second thought.

He could feel her tail wagging over his head as he ate her out.

“Please put it in me!" The zebrafish stopped licking the jackal to look up at her face quizzically, wanting to make sure he understood what she really wanted before actually doing it. “Put your dick in my hole!" Something about finally putting it into words made it so real. “I want it so bad!" That was all the encouragement the zebrafish needed. “Fuck me!" They both gave her a questioning look as his glans rested on her vulva. “... When you put your cock in someone's hole, it's called 'fucking' or 'humping'." She was so patient but her need was getting so pressing. “It also feels really, really good and I'd really like you to do it to me now! Fuck my wet hole please, my pretty fish stud!"

No force in the universe was going to stop the zebrafish after that.

His whole body shivered like when he'd get into a warm bath or a cold pool. “Oh...!" The jackal felt as though she'd found an oasis in the middle of the desert. “Oh, my...!" He closed his eyes as the inner walls of her vagina around him became his entire world, and everything else fell away. “You're so tight!" He slowly pushed all the way in to see how far he could go then withdrew as far out as he could without pulling out. “So slick..." It took him all of his willpower to stop himself from going as fast as he could right away, starting out slow to give her a chance to adjust. “Am I doing okay?" She nodded as her head bobbed up and down. “Not hurting you, am I?" She shook her head as she sucked.

The jackal moaned as the rainbowfish scratched her behind her ear. “You look so happy!" She pressed her butt as far back against the zebrafish's crotch as she could while he humped her, her lifted tail on his abdomen, wanting as much of him in her as possible. “She's having the time of her life." The zebrafish groaned, gingerly increasing his pace as the rainbowfish's encouragement made him even more confident with how he was doing. “It's so much fun to watch you fuck her!" The longer the zebrafish humped her, the more invested the rainbowfish was becoming in watching him finish in her. “You're getting pretty excited, aren't you?" The zebrafish's thrusting was growing more erratic.

“I can't hold back much longer," he shook his head as he tried to slow down. “I'm sorry..." She tried to imagine just how pent up you could get after never getting off for thousands of years.

“Don't worry," she just stopped blowing the rainbowfish long enough to say. “Go for it!"

The rainbowfish was so erect in the jackal's mouth again that she didn't think it would be too hard for her to convince him to pick up where the zebrafish left off. “Oh, good!" The zebrafish sounded so relieved, like he was just reaching the last hurdle in an obstacle course. “Thank you!" He'd been standing almost totally still in a last-ditch effort to reduce stimulation enough to stretch things out a bit more but even pulling out would've sent him over the edge. “Get ready!" She reached behind her for his hips to pull him even further in her. “Here it comes!" He hunched forward over her grunting, braced with his toes, his chest on her back, his arms around her chest. “Oh, I'm going to ejaculate!"

There it was – the point of no return.

The jackal was having too much fun to say you were supposed to say 'cum', and decided not to after all. His whole body turned into a humping machine, designed completely to piston and pound her for all he was worth unrelentingly. He could feel the sensation swelling and cresting from his pelvis as that right valve in him finally opened. Her vagina squeezed his dick so hard he thought she'd never let it go as his climax rocked his body. “OH YES...!" A warm, electric tingling spread all over his body as his penis shot the biggest load of fish cum that she could imagine deep in her hole, panting and whimpering in her ear over her as he finally emptied his balls into her with a long series of hot spurts.

“That looked awesome!" The rainbowfish could scarcely believe his eyes.

The zebrafish had to stop to catch his breath, she could feel the whole weight of his body pressing down on the jackal's back as he went limp over her. “Ohhh..." He blinked a few times, shaking his head as though he were waking up from a dream before he could even move. “Hah..." The galaxy of colorful stars that had appeared in his head when he'd closed his eyes slowly subsided as he gave the experience some time to finish running its course. “Wow..." The rainbowfish petted the zebrafish's head a few times, giving him some light new sensory input to help pull him out of his sexual trance state. “Was that okay?" He hoped she'd had a good time too. “Did I do all right?"

The zebrafish slowly pulled his soft cock out of the jackal's vagina to leave a trail of his spunk slowly seep out under her. “You did incredible!" She gasped when he went down to lick some of his semen out of her hole.

“That was so intense!" The zebrafish didn't expect it to take this much out of him.

“Did you cum?" The rainbowfish had a very good reason for asking her in mind.

The jackal smiled as she shook her head, looking up at the rainbowfish while she masturbated him. “Not yet." She took one last lick of his frenulum before moving forward to sit down between his legs as he angled his dick down and forward toward her to aim it in her direction.

“Would you like to?" The rainbowfish looked at her expectantly as the zebrafish went back to watching them, not planning to stay limp for long.

“Very much!" The jackal licked her lips overtly, continuing to move forward to kneel with her shins around the rainbowfish's hips, her hands on his chest, her tail lifted over his boner under her. “Don't move," she said, reaching down behind her to guide his erection up into her opening as she finished sitting down on it. “Here we go..." There was less resistance because she'd just finished getting fucked by the zebrafish right before, whose leftover load also made penetration a lot easier. “Right there!" She wiggled her pelvis just a bit after finishing taking him all the way in to help it settle into a place which felt natural and right to her. “That's it..." It went for her sweet spot right away.

“Feels good, doesn't it?" the zebrafish asked, going back to playing with his balls and taint as he watched.

“No kidding!" The System didn't have kids, but it still had 'kidding,' which her mind would've spent longer thinking about it another context. “It's like I'm sinking," the rainbowfish shook his head. “I'm sinking down in the bed under me." The jackal reached down behind her to play with his balls again, wrapping her fingers around the base of his shaft to keep it in place. “And I'm sinking up into her over me." The zebrafish was already getting hard again watching them. “Just sinking, everywhere." It was breathtaking, he had to say. “Like being in the ocean but like, even better somehow." Not something a fish would say lightly, to be sure – not even a humanoid one. “It's wild!"

The jackal raised her pelvis gingerly, seeing how high she could reasonably get without having him slip out of her before another slow descent on his crotch followed, then another and another. The zebrafish started masturbating as he watched them again, trying to match the pace at which the rainbowfish's penis was moving in and out of her with those slick, wet sounds and that intoxicating scent. She could see why it was supposed to be a good idea for women who were just starting out as she was, since it gave her complete control to adjust how everything was happening based solely around her comfort level. She never thought fish could smell so good, but their cum did.

The zebrafish moved from his spot behind the jackal to look at them from the left, from in front of her behind the rainbowfish, then from their right. The easier it became for her to move comfortably, the more she increased her pace, until the rainbowfish took over to start thrusting in and out of her from beneath. The zebrafish stepped over the rainbowfish's chest facing her, looking down between his legs to see the top of her head, his own dick, her boobs, and his partner's point of entry into her under him. The zebrafish had seen her give a blowjob to the rainbowfish, but she'd only given the zebrafish a handjob and let him fuck her so far, so he was still curious about what it would be like.

“Ooh, nice!" The zebrafish licked his lips with his eyes closed, savoring the sensation of the jackal's tongue swirling around his tip and licking his frenulum before she gulped down his whole length in her maw. “No wonder you liked this so much." He rested his hands on her shoulders, scratching her behind one of her ears while she sucked as thanks for how good she was making him feel. “What a nice thing to do..." The rainbowfish was enjoying watching the zebrafish getting blown from behind under him as her head bobbed up and down around him. “Is this okay?" The zebrafish put his hands on her head to thrust into her maw a few times, goaded on by her muffled sounds of assent.

The jackal could see how it could be a bit of a challenge to deep-throat, especially with teeth like hers, but resisting her gag reflex proved second nature to her, as if she'd been doing it all her life. She was being filled all out from both ends and her mind and senses were in overdrive, trying to remember everything about how she felt so she'd be able to summon it up in vivid detail in her mind's eye forever. She was made up of all these different parts, but just one being pleasured made all of them feel good. She was just a small part of the universe but, for a moment, she imagined that, when people had sex, they were the small part of the universe that made all of it feel good – the universe's genitals.

“All good?" The rainbowfish could feel the jackal's tail brush against his balls as the zebrafish nodded vigorously as she went back to sucking and stroking. “Feeling brave?" An idea was beginning to form in her mind, not guaranteed to work but enough to make her think about it. “Wanna try something?" Those incoherent sounds coming out of his throat were definite encouragement for now, in any case. “Stop me if this hurts." Everything she'd introduced them to so far had been wonderful, the zebrafish saw no reason for which the rest of what she could think of wouldn't be worth a shot. “Here we go..." She put her finger in her mouth before wrapping her lips around his dick again.

The zebrafish gasped, shivering from head to toe as his whole body seemed to clench around the jackal's finger while it entered him. “HAH...!" He made an effort to loosen his sphincters around her gently intruding digit, slithering its way up under his tail as it wagged behind him over the rainbowfish's face. “Oh, gosh..." What a surprise! He'd had this hole down there all his life, and in all this time, it had never occurred to him that it would feel good for him to put something in it – it seemed so simple. “Mmhh..." She made a come-hither motion with her finger in his ass, sending waves of pleasure through him as her finger poked his prostate, leaking so much pre into her salivating maw.

“Wow, that looks really fun!" The rainbowfish was thrusting up into her at a steady pace, confident he could keep going for a while after an overwhelming start. “I should try it sometime maybe." The jackal knew that there were men who preferred not to have anything put in there, but she was grateful to have discovered that the fish she was sharing her bed with didn't fall into that category themselves. “Does yours feel like that too?" No one had taught them to be embarrassed about their butts. “When someone goes into it, I mean." She acquiesced with her mouth full clearly, the zebrafish's legs shaking around the rainbowfish's sides as he struggled to stand, bracing himself on her shoulders.

“I – ah! - I could try to, if you want." The zebrafish had to make an effort of will to even consider letting the jackal's finger back out of his ass, but he made that effort. “While you – hng! - both keep going, I mean." He had no intention to stop them, but the fact that she had two holes down there suddenly appeared to him in all its strategic importance. “Would that be good?" He petted her gently as she jerked him off, licking his testicles as she turned his question over in her head. “Would you want that?" She could tell he wasn't trying to make her do anything she didn't want to do. She'd tried to give herself a prostate orgasm back on Earth before, but she'd never been able to get there by herself.

“Yes!" The jackal's pelvis stopped bobbing on the way down, the rainbowfish buried to the hilt in her as she stopped sucking the zebrafish who stepped back over him to the side. “Go behind me..." Soon she could feel his chest on her back again, the warmth of his breath on the back of her neck, carrying with it the memories of what they'd just shared as his hose brushed against her tail. “Oh..." The zebrafish licked the back of her neck, scratched her back, grabbed her boobs, nibbled on her shoulder, and caressed her hips, making her shiver with anticipation. “Please fuck my ass, fishy..." The rainbowfish felt her vagina squeeze him for dear life as the zebrafish slid forward under her tail.

The jackal started by moving up and down on them herself, struggling to bring the pleasure down to something her brain could even process, inch by inch, step by step toward the prize at the end of the course. She stayed still to give the zebrafish a chance to do his own thrusting behind her, slow at first, needing a bit more time to adjust but making everything more intense. The zebrafish held back for a bit to let the rainbowfish go back to thrusting too, all working together like well-oiled machinery. She went back to bobbing up and down on their penises, they started alternating with one thrusting in as the other one was pulling out, then both of them started pulling out and thrusting back in simultaneously.

“Oh, oh...!" The jackal fell forward with her hands on the bed around the rainbowfish. “Keep going!" She nuzzled the rainbowfish who kept humping her cowgirl. “Just like that!" The zebrafish rested his hands on her lower back with her tail on his abdomen as he fucked her doggystyle. “Oh yes!" The fish redoubled their efforts, staunchly determined to give her everything they'd got. “Oh fuck!" They must've been doing something right, they figured from her reaction to their pistoning. “I'm gonna...!" A low growl from her rose to a snarling roar as a lightning bolt raced down from her brain to the base of her spine. “Oh, I'm _ cumming _...!" The zebrafish nibbled on her neck as she arched her back.

What an extraordinary sensation! They both felt her holes clenching around them as she came. Her first orgasm with another person, and it was with two people! She should've been crippled with anxiety about how she'd be seen, but all she could think about was how wonderful it felt. The rainbowfish could feel her get wetter around his cock as her hole released her own orgasmic fluids around him. They loved the way her cum felt and smelled, different from semen but distinctively enticing. After she'd already made them both ejaculate, they were especially glad to know they'd be able to make sure she'd be satisfied meeting them too, and hoped they'd be able to get her off again.

The jackal collapsed back on the rainbowfish under her, groaning and panting as the zebrafish behind her also let himself fall down on top of her. “Ohhh..." She rolled onto her left side while the rainbowfish rolled onto his right side in front of her as the zebrafish rolled onto his left side on the bed behind her, without pulling out of her. “That's so good..." She giggled from the center of the bed, hyper-sensitive from having just had an orgasm but hungry for more. “Aw yeah..." She felt so comfy with the zebrafish spooning her like a blanket and the rainbowfish stuffed between her legs like a body pillow, safe and warm in her creamy fish sandwich.

“Mmhh..." They went back to alternating for a bit, the zebrafish thrusting into the jackal's ass while the rainbowfish withdrew from her vagina and the rainbowfish sliding into her pussy while the zebrafish pulled out of her butt. “Ahhh..." The rainbowfish had been the first one to finish, fast at first, curious to see what it was going to be like for himself but, this time, he was trying to see how long he could stretch it out. “Oh, yes..." It's true that how wet she was down there was reducing direct stimulation compared to what her furred hand around his dick had felt like but rather than making him numb outright the indirect stimulation was slowly increasing and building to an inescapable conclusion.

She could feel their heartbeats and breath racing against her chest and back.

The jackal brought her right hand on the zebrafish's lower back behind her and her left hand on the rainbowfish's lower back in front of her, pulling them into herself as hard as she could. Sensing that his partner's orgasm was approaching fast, the zebrafish stopped moving to give the rainbowfish control of the pace of thrusting. The rainbowfish whimpered, staying completely still on his right side inside her, her boobs pressed against his chest, desperate in his attempt to stave off losing control for even one more second. Grinning as he grasped what was happening to him, the zebrafish took it upon himself to push her down around the rainbowfish with just a few more strategic thrusts.

“I'm ejaculating!"

Since there was no more way for him to hold back anyway, the rainbowfish gave up and went back to thrusting as fast as he could between the jackal's legs while he came. Her inner walls caressed every inch of his cock on its way in and out to enhance a process that was already inevitable by then. She thought it might just dribble out after he'd already cum earlier, but she could feel every throb and twitch as he emptied his balls into her with wild abandon. Every shot he fired sent a warm, electric tingling from his brain to his toes and tail so intense that it overwhelmed him and made him dizzy but his hips still moved to follow his primal craving until the very last drop oozed out of his tip.

“You were right," the rainbowfish managed to get out breathlessly. “I didn't think I could do it again, but I did..." The rainbowfish finally pulled out of her vagina, crawling to the head of the right side of the bed. The jackal lifted up both of her legs into the air and rolled onto her back as the zebrafish swung both of his legs under her to the right side of the bed. He brought his torso down to the bed's lower left, so that she could see his face on her lower right and his legs on her lower left with the rainbowfish near her face on her left. The rainbowfish knelt over her face to go down on all four facing away from the zebrafish so she could suck the rainbowfish's cock as the zebrafish side-fucked her ass.

“Can – oh!" The jackal was really going to town on the rainbowfish's dick with her maw. “Can I try the...?" He could feel her tongue swirl around his shaft as it moved in and out of her throat. “... Finger thing?" He seemed almost shy about asking, even though they both seemed so uninhibited. “It looked fun," he chuckled, as if he needed to explain why he was asking her. “I'm curious." His great big fish tail wagged over her chest a few times. “If you want!" She hadn't seemed to mind doing it for the zebrafish, but it still seemed like a good idea for him to check in to make sure. “I mean," he paused to put his finger in his mouth, “I can do it myself if you ooh...!" She was already fingering him.

“It's good, isn't it?" The rainbowfish could only nod excitedly, his eyes shut tight with a big smile on his face as he fell forward on all four over the jackal's head under him. “I knew you'd like it." They did seem to share similar tastes in general, she couldn't help but notice as the rainbowfish reopened his eyes to look back over his left shoulder at the zebrafish's face under her right foot, grateful to be sharing this moment with him. “Can it make you cum?" She reached down under her to grab the zebrafish's butt with her other hand as he kept humping her ass. “On its own, I mean?" The rainbowfish couldn't help humping her maw a few times, the zebrafish matching his thrusts with his.

The jackal stopped blowing the rainbowfish, who gasped as she licked his balls while fingering him faster. “Oh gosh!" She expected him to try going back to thrusting into her mouth, but he pressed his rump back against her hand instead, lifting his tail over her arm. “I think so!" The zebrafish reached down with his right hand between her legs to rub her clit and finger her vagina while he fucked her ass a little. “Not now," he chuckled again as she caressed his balls, tail, back, and butt cheeks with her other hand before bringing her other hand to her maw to switch hands for a bit. “Because I just came, I mean." He grit his teeth as he put his dick back in her mouth. “If I hadn't, though..."

“Let's try something!" The jackal went back to stroking the rainbowfish's cock as she spoke. “Turn around and sit on my face." It was a testament to how much more confident and comfortable she'd become around these two that she could ask him a thing like this so simply by then. “I'll show you something." With his knees around her sides, his hands on her chest, his feet around her shoulders, and his tail over her head, the rainbowfish had a perfect view of the zebrafish fucking the jackal on his left side, his balls brushing against her left buttock with each hump. “I think you'll like this."

Her tongue wrenched a sound from him like he was a musical instrument helpless in her hands. “Oh, sweet...!" The rainbowfish threw his head back, she could feel his knees shaking around her sides as she licked his ass. “Oh, my..." The jackal could see his anus clench and loosen as she rimmed him, showing her every contraction that rippled to his prostate. “What a treat..." He'd been completely unprepared for just how much focus and emotional energy he'd have to spend on being able to process how much he'd enjoy this. “AH!" His penis jumped, a strand or two of dripping precum almost spurting out of it as she shoved her tongue in his butt. “Oh, yes...!" She wiggled it around a bit.

“That's called rimming." The jackal went right back to licking right after speaking. “Or a rimjob, or eating ass," she went on as she wrapped her hand around the rainbowfish's cock with a backhanded grip. “Yes, you can cum from your ass." The zebrafish's pounding was certainly keeping that possibility distinctly close to her mind at the time, that was for sure. “It's not easy..." She didn't want them to be too disappointed if it turned out to be more difficult than they expected on the giving or receiving end of it, after all. “... But you can do it, if you try hard enough for a long enough time." She didn't want to discourage them from persevering if they didn't succeed right away either of course.

The zebrafish stopped rubbing her clit and fingering her to grab her pelvis with both hands for leverage as the jackal went back to rimming the rainbowfish. “What do you think?" The rainbowfish kept his butt close to her face as she licked on while the zebrafish's pounding grew steadier and faster in front of him. “Can we do it?" The rainbowfish's hand wandered back to his dick to masturbate while she ate his ass, his heart racing as he savored the way both sensations combined. “Can we make her cum like this?" She yelped and whined, raising her legs as high as she could, surrendering her tingling butt to the zebrafish's relentless penetration. “Let's find out!"

“Oh!" The jackal's ass gave the zebrafish more direct friction than her vagina had, and it was taking him more conscious mental effort to make sure not to go overboard himself before he'd be able to do what he had in mind. “ARF!" She'd never had her prostate taken out, and it was getting such a poking it reached a point where it just had to do something about it. “Oh fuck!" She reached down between her legs to latch onto the zebrafish's buttocks with both hands to pull him as far into her as she could. “Don't stop!" The rainbowfish reached down to play with her boobs under him. “Like that!" The zebrafish's plan would work after all. “Yes!" Just a few last thrusts... “I'm so close! I'm gonna cum...!"

The jackal threw her head back howling at the stars as both fish felt her body tremble like an earthquake between them as her whole body tried to shoot semen out of a dick that wasn't there. It felt just as different from the few penile orgasms that she'd had back on Earth as from the vaginal orgasm that she'd received from the rainbowfish earlier. She started wondering if the zebrafish hadn't contributed to it more than she'd recognized even then, now that she realized just how deceptively powerful that gland could be, when you stimulated it right. Her heart soared and her mind went blank, feeling so safe and far from her worries she and the fish may as well have been at the bottom of the sea.

“That hit the spot," the jackal panted understatedly while trying to catch her breath. “I didn't think I could..." The rainbowfish moved back off from over her head to sit on the bed behind her, helping the zebrafish to bring her toes on the bed behind her while her shoulders and head stayed where they were in the 'plow' posture. “Whoa!" The zebrafish moved along with her so he wouldn't pull out of her while she did, ending up in a 'push-up' posture on his tip-toes in front of her back with his chest over her face and his hands on the bed over her shoulders. “Yeah, yeah!" She reached up with her arms from the ground to grab the zebrafish's hips as he went to pound town grunting and groaning.

The orgasm that had just nearly sneaked up on the zebrafish just a moment earlier now seemed almost tantalizingly out of reach, but this new position gave each thrust more depth so more friction on the way in and out of her butt each time. It was an absolute game-changer and, while he was huffing and puffing like a wolf trying to bring a house down, the zebrafish could tell that this additional friction and the unfettered feeling associated with dominating the jackal under him would be just what it'd take to get him over the edge. This time his hips became a blur, knowing just what to expect from what would happen, desperate to experience this same wonderful sensation again no matter what.

The zebrafish was hurtling toward his destination at breakneck speed like a runaway locomotive. “Here I come!" The jackal could feel his whole weight pressing down on her like a wild animal, she couldn't have moved if she'd wanted to but she'd never wanted to be anywhere more in her life. “Yeah!" He stopped moving for just a second while he crossed his threshold, his climax cresting like a wave before with a few more frantic thrusts he finally pumped his spunk into her like a water cannon. “OH YEAH...!" She could feel his penis twitch and throb with each jet of spunk that shot up in her ass, filling her rear with so much fish cum that it spilled out of her on the bed. “There we go..."

The rainbowfish leaned forward between the jackal's legs with his knees near her shoulders. He held her butt cheeks apart with his hands to start licking her clit and vagina, making her moan. The zebrafish pulled out of her to push her hips forward, pull her tail down, and start licking her ass too. The rainbowfish and the zebrafish could both taste their own load seeping out of her vagina and butt, which made them want to fuck her even more, even though they'd already had two orgasms already. They were getting into it with all the passion of beginners who are a fast study at something.

Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth like a dog with its head out a car window, offering herself up for their mouths like a smorgasbord.

“ACK!" This time the jackal's orgasm took her completely by surprise, their dual ministrations so intense that they even managed to find a way to shut down the part of her brain that could see her climax approaching. “PFFT!" It hit her so hard that her vagina squirted her own cum all up in her face under it. “UGH!" It tasted good but she didn't see it coming so some of it got in her nose and eyes. “HAH!" Being able to have orgasms over and over was definitely underrated, she couldn't help but think. “Whew!" It was just like being able to unlock the secret password that gave you infinite lives in a video game. “Whee, heheh...!" They seemed so glad to see her so happy, she loved it.

They were so simple to please, in their own way, there was something so refreshing about that.

Undeterred, the rainbowfish pushed his own torso forward over her with his hands on the jackal's butt. He straightened his legs from his kneel into a push-up posture with his hands on the bed behind her back and her feet around his, her tail resting on his abdomen as his penis entered her vagina under him. Again, the full weight of his body pressing down on her drove her wild, oriented in the exact opposite direction over her than his weird twin had just been like dual waterspouts mirroring each other's flows. She was so wet by then, but he was so hard inside her as his balls slapped against her clit that she could that tell that the lack of friction hadn't numbed him and that his dam was about to burst.

“Ah, ah...!" His reverse pile-driver made him look like a rainbow bridge going over her, his destination was right in front of him, he just had to reach for it.

“AWWW...!" His whole body tensed up on top of her as his third orgasm wracked his senses silly. “AH...!" He'd already cum so much he figured he'd be almost out of sperm by now but it streamed out of him like a fountain, flooding the jackal's vagina with so much of his fish sauce that some of it dripped out of her on her clit. “OH...!" Every time he thought he was done cumming yet another spurt would come out, shaking his head with disbelief even as his last few drops seeped out of his glans into her. “Ohhh yeah..." His erection finally subsided as he pulled out of her, relaxed, bending down low to kiss her under him before stepping back from over her to let her move her legs. “Aww..."

She felt like an alligator that he'd just wrestled to the ground.

The jackal could've just finished rolling back, but her legs flopped back down in front of her with her heels landing on the kneeling zebrafish's shoulders as the rainbowfish caught his breath behind her. The zebrafish was still aroused, but that last orgasm really had taken a lot out of him, she could tell. He rubbed his glans on her entrance in front of him, licking her feet as she wriggled and whimpered for more. He rubbed her clit, fingered her vagina and ass, and stroked himself a little trying to get his shaft hard enough to enter her properly. It was still too soft for him to be able to do it then and there, but he did have a third go at it in him if he really tried, he was sure of it, he just needed time.

“You're so pretty..." The jackal didn't think of herself as vain, but she'd organized so much of her life around work that it felt affirming for her to be valued for something 'useless' like this.

The kneeling rainbowfish leaned down over her to lick her breasts, making her yelp as his tongue found her nipples. The zebrafish moved his knees back but kept her heels on his shoulders to end up on all four then face down in front of her, her ankles locking behind his neck as he ate her out. The rainbowfish kissed her upside-down again as she put her hands on the back of the zebrafish's head while he licked her clit and vagina like a thirsty desert wanderer who just found an oasis somewhere. He was pleasing her with a degree of enthusiasm people usually reserve to please themselves, she couldn't help but think. How thoughtful these two proved to be! They made her feel right at home.

“Oh God...!" In all her time in the System until then, the jackal had had to do so much to avoid blurting out words that would be hard to explain without admitting that she was an alien. “Oh man...!" It'd been hard at first but, with practice, it'd become almost second nature to her. “Oh shit...!" Sex had a way of lowering anyone's threshold for the emotional control of their most deeply anchored habits, though, and she was no different. “Oh fuck...!" Luckily she'd already had to teach them what this one meant to get them to do it to her, she thought to herself. “Oh my God...!" She hadn't been lying about being able to have a fourth orgasm in a row, they'd be able to tell that much at least. “Damn...!"

The jackal brought her hands to her mouth, but it was too late. Was this it? Was this how people were going to find out, of all things? She turned the question over in her mind. Maybe if she just didn't say anything and acted like it was normal they'd just go along with it without asking about it? First she released the zebrafish from her leggy vise around the back of his neck. She let him straighten his back and kneel back up from all four, sitting on his heels to bring his knees forward around her hips. With her heels on his shoulders and one hand on her abdomen, the zebrafish held his dick in his other hand carefully, now well at full mast, to guide it into her vagina one more time. “What's God?"

“Huh?" She could see the rainbowfish tilt his head at her upside-down over her.

“What does 'God' mean?" Now what would've been a good answer for her to give to that? How could she give them just enough information about it not to make it seem like she was avoiding the question without giving away too much information that could get her in trouble? Here was a word for which people in Earth had spent thousands of years killing and dying, reduced to a sex word she had to explain to two horny space fish fucking her. When she really thought about it, what could be more sacred than the quest to give pleasure to others and to take pleasure in their existence? Far fewer people would've probably killed or died for it if they'd sought the joy they truly wanted underneath.

“It's not a real thing, not really." The jackal might have just introduced an asexual society to sex despite having always thought of herself as asexual herself, but she wasn't about to introduce an atheistic society to religion – she had her limits. “It's an expression." She may have been an atheist herself, but she did use religious expressions as a means to an end, to get things across that were hard to convey otherwise. “When you say it, it means that, at that moment, it feels like everything lined up so perfectly to be where you are when you are, doing what you're doing, that it may as well have been orchestrated by some greater secret force for your benefit. You express your gratitude for everything."

“Nice!" the rainbowfish chuckled. “Thank you!" He leaned down to kiss her again.

The zebrafish went back to thrusting in and out of her, bringing her back down to reality in one of her most pleasant wake-up calls. This time he started out by taking his time, trying to give her a chance to focus on just enjoying the act of being penetrated for what it was, without worrying about anything else. He felt confident enough that he wouldn't go back to being floppy even if he didn't finish right away, so he kind of wanted to see how long he could last this time. It seemed like it might end up being stronger if he let it build up a little before letting it all out. The rainbowfish went down on all four to start licking her clit while the zebrafish humped her, his striped dick dangling over her maw.

“Hump me..."

When the rainbowfish knelt back up, the zebrafish leaned forward over the jackal to end up on all four with his hands around her head, staring into her soul without a hint of artifice. She felt like he would've accepted anything about her if she'd told him about it. He had no social conditioning telling him what romance was supposed to be, but that was what she liked about it. That made it just another sincere expression of affection like any other. He loved her the way you love a day at the beach or your favorite snack, just raw, undiluted enjoyment. He had caring, sensitive eyes, and she let herself lose herself in them as his hips rocked gently against hers, united by the experience they shared.

“I want you..."

The jackal wrapped her legs around his lower back and her arms around his upper back as he sank into her under him. She welcomed him all the way into her without reservation, twitching when his tip reached her g-spot on its way. Even without focusing on racing toward the finish line, though, there was still only so much pleasure that could build up in his body before the pressure from it had to be released somehow. They didn't want this to end, not really, but it was also becoming more difficult not to start thinking about that exciting conclusion. She crossed her legs behind his head and put her hands on his ass to encourage him to keep going just the way he was until he just couldn't anymore.

“Oh God...!" The jackal was getting better at being able to recognize the signs of someone's approaching orgasm, even for those few seconds after the point of no return before the first shot gets fired. “I'm cumming!" She could feel his breath and heartbeat racing against her chest as he reached the end of the line once and for all. “Oh yes!" She'd worried they'd get sick of it if it took too long, but they'd seemed to like it more and more every time. “Fuck!" It looked like he'd picked up some expressions she'd used too, but she'd deal with that later. “Oh, man..." His thrusts grew more and more erratic as his balls twitched against her butt cheeks pumping the last of his semen into her.

“I love this." He gave her the most adoring look staring down at her, deep inside her still.

“Thank you!" she smiled up at him before he leaned down to kiss her again. “I love this too..."