“Hey, Jax, back for another round?” she asked, purring softly in his ear. Her hand reached his crotch, wrapping itself around the aroused length of his dick. He pushed herself against her hand, enjoying the almost-painful pressure of her grip.
“What do you think?” he said, giving her a slow smile.
“Why am I not surprised?” Dani laughed. “You guys have only been here three weeks, and I haven’t met one of you yet who isn’t always ready to go. It’s almost inhuman.”
At least some of the locals weren’t afraid of them, Jax thought wryly. Dani and her co-workers had been more than eager to welcome them to the station. The rest of the inhabitants hadn’t been as happy to meet their new overlords.
“So,” Dani asked with a wicked smirk. “Why is it that you’re such a lusty crowd?
Even Imperial soldiers need a rest now and then, but not you guys.”
“It must be all the beautiful women here,” Jax said, looking over Dani’s lovely features. She had a fair complexion, with white-blond hair and radiant blue eyes. He had met many pleasure workers who tried to duplicate that coloring, but Dani’s was natural.
Dani laughed at his answer, enjoying the compliment. He was lying, of course. Her clients always were, but she still liked to hear it. He hadn’t satisfied her curiosity, though, and she wanted a real answer to her question. The Saurellians were definitely wilder than any other group of men she’d met in her line of work. Their sheer stamina had made her curious enough to press him further for a real answer.
“Seriously, what is it with you guys?” she asked again, running one finger around the head of his penis. The combination of the stage show and her hand had hardened him sufficiently that the entire length was outlined against the fabric. Slipping down the fastener, she allowed his cock to slip free. It was thick and hard, just the way she liked it.
“Well,” Jax said, settling back in his seat under her ministrations, “If you really want to know, we aren’t fully human, not like you, ummm–damn, that feels good. A little harder there, please…”
Dani smiled at his request, then removed her hand. There was nothing she loved more than a man squirming under her. “Go on, I want to hear what you were saying,”
she said encouragingly. Slipping one leg over his, she straddled Jax’s lap.
His eyes closed and his head dropped back against the seat. Reaching around her waist with both arms, he attempted to pull her down on him on to his waiting erection.
“I want to hear what you were going to say,” Dani said playfully, teasing his cock-head with the lips of her cunt. The poor man looked like he was going to have a heart attack at any minute. “Now tell me,” she laughed. She relaxed her knees and slid down on him hard, engulfing his entire length at once . He was huge! It felt like he was thrust halfway to her throat. Dani took a second to savor the moment. The feeling was fantastic!
“Hmmmmf,” Jax grunted.
“Now, you were saying?” Dani asked, playfully squeezing him with her inner muscles.
Jax groaned in pleasure. “Um…I was saying that, uh, part of the reason we have such strong sex drives is that we’re only truly satisfied with one of our own women. We can fuck as many non-Saurellian women as we want, but the hunger never ends. We’ll always want more. Nothing really stops the hunger.”
“What?” Dani asked, forgetting for a moment to continue her movements. It wasn’t the answer she had expected, certainly not from a man who looked like he might explode from pleasure at any minute. Then her professionalism kicked in, and she started moving again.
“Well, if you can’t really be fully satisfied with us, why don’t you bring your own women?” she asked. “In the Empire, legionnaires bring along their wives and families.
Why don’t you? Are your women too weak to fight with their men?”
“Hardly,” he said, lifting her by the waist with his powerful arms. He started pumping her body more strongly against his, thrusting up into her flesh so hard it made her gasp. “Our women are a force in and of themselves…ummmmfff…there simply aren’t enough of them–to, umm–to go around. For every female child born, there are three or four males. The lucky ones find mates. The rest of us…ohhhhh…make do.
Goddess, you feel good.”
“What do you mean, ‘make do’?”
“Well, most of us leave the home world,” Jax said somewhat breathlessly as her body once again came to a rest on his. He tried thrusting against her again, but she was too preoccupied with what he was telling her to respond. Her breasts, however, formed an easy target directly before his face.
She wore only a brief halter and he pressed his mouth into her cleavage, laving the soft flesh with his tongue. She gave him a little push away, and he could tell from the look on her face that she wanted to hear the rest of his story. He contented himself with reaching under the halter instead, searching for her ripe nipples. He found them, then rolled one of the tight buds between his thumb and forefinger. Dani gasped slightly at his ministrations, but she didn’t start moving against him again.
With a sigh, he continued his explanation, “We realize at a young age if we aren’t one of the lucky ones to have a mate. We mate fairly young, so most of us ship out by the time we’re 25 or so.”
“What did you do?” asked Dani, fascinated. He pressed her nipple again, and her muscles tensed around him in response. Gasping in response, she grunted, “I mean, how did you end up here?”
Jax squirmed restlessly against her and said, “I think that we could continue this conversation at a later time. I’m feeling kind of distracted.”
“You know,” Dani said slyly, “For someone who can’t possibly be satisfied by a human woman, you seem awfully willing to keep trying.” Her internal muscles clenched him tightly and he gave an involuntary moan. The sound made her smile in satisfaction.
“What can I say? I’m an optimist.” Jax said, grinning up at the beauty straddling him. Dani wrapped both arms around his neck and pulled him forward to kiss her. His penis pulsed within her, and she knew he was close to coming. Fortunately, it would take more than just once or twice to tire him out. Jax had to be the best lover she’d ever had, and she’d had quite a few.
“Let’s go up to my room,” Dani whispered in his ear.
Jax didn’t even bother to answer. He just picked her up and started across the crowded room to the stairs without even bothering to pull out of her. As he’d told Dani already, he was an optimist. A human woman might not be enough, but she was certainly something. Like every unmated Saurellian male on the station, he’d take everything he could get.
Their conquerors certainly were strange, Calla thought, carrying her basket of linens through the hostel’s narrow upper corridor. For such rowdy men, most were remarkably clean. They had taken over Mistress Jenner’s Hostel when the station surrendered nearly a month ago, yet during that time she hardly saw them. They spent much of their time patrolling the station shipping docks and manufacturing plants, or running reconnaissance trips through the asteroid belts. At least one was always on guard at each of the hostel’s entrances, but Calla had never dared to even really look at them, let alone engage them in conversation. They were large, heavily-armed men who seemed to take their work very seriously.
They also took their play seriously. During the evenings she could hear them in the hallways, although her owner would never have let her out where she could watch them. Mistress Jenner was something of a religious fanatic, a member of the strict
“Pilgrims of the Apocalypse.” The Saurellians’ carousing was disgusting to her, and she would never dream of allowing even a slave such as Calla to become polluted by their presence.