Amnesia Part I
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The shy, naked Elite walked up to Jon, and stood there, not saying a word. Jon looked up, noticing she was rubbing her legs together asked, "What's wrong?"
The female didn't reply.
"Maybe she's shy?" He wondered. "Maybe she heard ‘pillow talk' from Zeya about them."
He realized he was blushing and looked away.
"May I...please bed with you?" She asked in a shy, whisper.
This caught Jon off. Way off. He didn't expect another female asking to sleep with him.
"Did you hear some personal things about me from Zeya?" He asked while looking up.
The female nodded.
"Oh, that explained a lot." He said out loud.
Upon hearing this, the female lowered her head saying, "So I guess that's a no."
"Well the thing is, I don't know what Zeya would think." He said trying to comfort her.
In truth, unless Zeya told every female on the ship to ask for sex, he wouldn't even think about having relations with another.
"But that's the thing...she said it was fine." She replied in a shy voice.
"Pardon?" Asked Jon surprised.
"Unless she just read his thoughts, she wasn't lying." He thought.
"Oh yes, she said that you would probably be the most compassionate mate that I'll ever have. You know, because the males of our species aren't really gentle with...us." She trailed off whispering.
"Wow, poor girl is nervous." He whispered to himself.
He got up and looked up at her. He was almost tiny compared to the eight foot female. His height only bringing the top of his head to the base of her breast line. He grabbed the female by the waste, and pulled her down gently to the floor. He was suddenly over come. He felt his pants get tighter, and noticing this, the female looked happy. The female wasted no time undoing Jon's pants, and helping his semi-hard manhood to be fully erect.
"Before we start, I am sorry in advance for any inexperience I may show." She said while lowering herself.
"Oh, wait. What's your name?" Asked Jon.
"Meir Solfmee." She replied.
She then lowered herself upon Jon, and began to slowly push forward. Jon, helping her over come some shyness, gently handled her thighs, and rubbed her back trying to relax her. It seemed to work as the Meir let out a low moan. It wasn't long until she got the feeling of an impending orgasm, even from the slightest of bucking.
"I'm...sorry. I don't know how to say this...but I can't handle much...more." Meir stuttered.
Suddenly, involuntarily, her hips bucked once more and she gave a low moan and her body shook. Her cum came racing out of her, only to splash the tip of Jon's manhood still inside her.
She was now extremely nervous. She was blushing and staring at Jon, expecting to be yelled at. Jon simply looked at her in the eye and said with a smile, "Wonderful."
"Sure, she wasn't the animal Zeya was, but she's trying to please HIM of all people." He thought.
She quivered a second and asked, "Ummm...now what?"
Jon thought this over and said, "You know what, I think you still want more, but secretly don't want to reveal it."
It must have hit home. Her eyes widened, and she looked away blushing. Jon sat up, and hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Please turn around."
Still on Jon's lap, she obeyed and turned around, showing him her back. Jon slid a little closer to her, and inserted his erection into her anal passage. This caught Meir by surprise as she arched her back. It didn't hurt, but it was defiantly different.
"Wow, it's so lubricated." He thought.
After inserting his erection, he gently pulled her on top of him, and started bucking. Immediately Meir started moaning and wiggling around a little. He slowly picked up speed, and was soon fully fucking her ass.
She began to moan loudly, so Jon gently put his left hand on her two left mandibles, and whispering, "Shhhhh..." In her ear.
Embarrassed, she quickly grabbed both sets of mandibles and covered the center of her mouth with both hands. This however, only muffled the soft moans coming form her. Noticing she had her hands tied up at the moment, Jon went to work lightly stroking her nipples. It wasn't long until they were extremely hard. Jon, then started teasing her erect nipples at the same pace as he fucked her.
"Jon!" Cried Meir in a muffled voice.
Seconds later, a white liquid squirt from both her nipples, and shot in the air.
"Milk? That's new." Jon wondered.
This however didn't stop him. He kept going to work on her ass. But after a four minutes or so, he started with her nipples again to which Meir protested.
"Please...sensitive." She said with her hands still over her mouth.
"Okay, don't worry." Assured Jon.
Backing away from the nipples, he slowly lowered his hands south. Once he reached her nether region, her eyes shot open and she arched her back and came for the second time.
"Wow, now I know she's nervous, I barely touched her there." He said to himself.
Jon continued bucking, until he himself started moaning profusely.
"Meir, I'm...going to cum!" He whispered to her.
Her eyes once again shot open as his hot seed filled her anal passage.
"No!" She cried, removing her hands from her mouth.
She quickly got up and clenched her ass together. Jon was utterly puzzled.
"Did he do something wrong?" He wondered.
He got up and started walking towards her, but she backed away until her back hit the wall. She stood there still holding her butt together.
"What's wrong?" Jon said worried.
"I...just want to see what it feels like...to stay in there." She replied while looking away blushing.
"Oh." Jon said relieved. "I thought I hurt you or something."
She shook her head. She then looked at him and smiled. Jon smiled back, and walked up to her and pinned her against the wall with his body, and then put his hands around her ass and held it together with her.
Meir started to breath heavy, and he noticed her mandibles were somewhat reddish. He guessed this was her blushing.
"Why?" Asked Meir.
"Why what?" Jon asked.
"Why...why won't you die?" She whispered to him.
Jon's eyes grew wide. "What do you mean...." Jon trailed off. The room began to spin, and everything blurred away.
Jon shook his head, and realized he was leaning against a hard concrete type wall. Screams of battle surrounded him. Suddenly a red plasma bolt streaked past his head, and burnt the wall behind him, just missing his head.
"Shit!" Jon yelled as he rolled to the side.
He got back up, and saw a red plasma rifle lying on the ground. Immediately he made a mad dash for it, but was beaten by a Brute. The Brute placed his foot on the rifle as Jon slowly looked up. The Brute, realizing it caught the Human with no weapon, wore an evil, horrifying smile on it's face.
"I shall rip you into bloody ribbons!" The Brute spat.
Suddenly, two blue spikes penetrated his chest from behind. The Brute immediately looked down in horror, and began to claw at his chest. Then there was a quick upwards movement of the two prongs, and soon Jon was looking at a Brute who was cut in half vertically. As the Brute's body fell with a wet crunch, Jon looked up to see an Elite holding an energy sword.
"Nice to see you're awake. Quickly, we found a way out." Said the Elite with a smile.
"Do I know her? What about that other Elite he had sex with? Was that a dream?" Jon began wondering as he and four other Elites ran out this odd building, surrounded by trees.