Chapter 97 - Hopes and Dreams Follow John Blake's adventures as he travels the galaxy on his freighter, the "Fool's Gold". A two-million-word epic full of beautiful women, rampaging aliens, gunfights, space combat, and a mysterious heritage that will shake the foundations of the galaxy!
He reached to his left to clasp her hand, trying to reassure her with his firm hold. Alyssa did the shaping yesterday and Faye had her boys install them today, while you were busy porking Nyrelle. Calara nodded, looking equally pleased. John shook his head. The Quantum weapons we use are my own invention, based off the same kind of idea of wrapping up shells in an energy packet.
My guns are very powerful, but not in the same league. You and I were going to work on unlocking more Progenitor tech from that wonderful mind of yours, remember? After you enhanced her physique to match mine, I had no chance against her Since then, I can barely think about anything else!
Only a good fucking can save her now. He could guess at the results by her downcast expression. I did find pictures of those murals I discovered that showed Thralls carrying Reaper Cannons. It was like seeing stylised portraits of Irillith in action, which I must admit was more than a little unsettling.
The locals are so demanding! He shared a smile with Alyssa and she leaned in to kiss him. When we were watching you with the Maliri, everyone here was imagining it was themselves in bed with you. None of us harbours the slightest resentment or jealousy towards the Young Matriarchs, far from it.
They were as good as their word and showed us what it would be like getting pregnant by you in several different positions He turned back to the brunette. We can discuss the assault plan there. When no one suggested anything else to discuss, he nodded and rose to his feet. Leaving the Briefing Room, John strode up the ramp towards the grav-tube, smiling at Faye as he usually did when she gave him a friendly wave. When he glanced at the purple AI again, he blinked in surprise, realising what was different about her appearance.
It came as a huge shock when there was physical contact between them, her touch feathery soft against his skin. You look exactly the same!
John turned to look at the frowning redhead and saw that the rest of the crew were watching him with amusement. He brought his attention back to the purple-skinned girl standing before him and really took a moment to study her. Faye was much shorter than the rest of the girls, barely reaching five-feet tall.
He would have towered over her if not for the podium steps, and from her current vantage point they were able to stand eye-to-eye. High cheekbones, a delicate nose above enticing cupid-bow lips and big luminous eyes that gazed back at him with equal fascination. Her short aquamarine dress was similar in style to the longer ones worn by the Maliri, with slashes taken from the sides and front to reveal more of her flawless purple skin.
The dress ended mid-thigh, revealing her lithe, shapely legs which were well proportioned for her petite frame. Long flowing dark-purple hair tumbled around her shoulders and down her back, giving her a tousled, natural look. He reached out to touch her slender arm, before pausing just a few inches away. Faye was gaping at him in astonishment, lips slightly parted over dazzling white teeth as she let out a faint moan at his touch.
John stepped closer as he gazed into her eyes. She was unresisting as John pulled her closer, wrapped her in a loving embrace. She let out a dreamy sigh, then relaxed and hugged him back, her hands gently stroking his back. Faye pulled back and shook her head. John brushed his fingers through her hair, cupping the back of her head as he felt a strong urge to kiss her.
Leaning forward he turned slightly, pressing his lips against her cheek at the corner of her mouth. A gentle round of applause started behind him and they both turned to see the girls watching them with affectionate smiles on their faces. Then they all gathered around, each waiting their turn to finally get to hug the ninth lioness on their crew.
John stepped back several paces to give them room, then beckoned Dana, Rachel, Alyssa, and Irillith over to him while Faye was getting an enthusiastic embrace from Jade. Dana glanced at Faye, who had a glorious smile on her face as she hugged Calara for the first time. Irillith walked in after her, carrying a wrapped present in her arms. She began to unwrap it, hesitant and careful at first as she gazed at the rectangular object in rapt fascination.
With a final flourish, she tore away a large sheet of the paper, revealing the contents to everybody. At the front was a plaque, which read: His happiness was marred only by his irritation at the cleaning bots; they must have let the room get awfully dusty, because it felt like something was getting in his eyes.
He glanced down at her and saw that her eyes were filled with happy tears as she returned his curious gaze. She stepped out of the bedroom, leading him by the hand. The events with Faye had changed her mood and John nodded, sensing the difference. Dana led him into the bathroom and they undressed then walked into the shower together, joined moments later by the rest of the crew.
Faye was last and she waited by the door, still fully dressed and with a look of longing in her eyes. It fell to the floor, pooling at her feet, revealing her tantalising nude body.
Faye was like a smaller version of the rest of the girls, but perfectly proportioned, with b-cup breasts on her petite frame topped by mouth-watering dark-purple nipples. Like the other girls on the crew, she had no body hair below her long eyelashes, her skin smooth and glowing with health. Stepping into the shower with everyone, she giggled self-consciously, then felt the water splash over her skin for the first time and gasped.
The gasp turned into a moan of pleasure as the girls drew her into the group, caressing and massaging her water-slicked body. As much as John wanted to touch her too, he limited himself to brushing his fingers against her cheek, respecting her wishes to take their physical relationship slowly. He could see the indecision in her eyes, caution warring with desire as she was sorely tempted to ask for more.
They spent a long time in the shower, the girls taking it in turns to hug John or Faye. When he put his arms around them and gazed into their eyes, he could see the smouldering arousal burning within each girl; a different, far more intense kind of hunger than normal. Alyssa was last and she crossed her wrists behind his neck as she kissed him, her cerulean orbs piercing his soul.
Dana first, she really needs it, she reminded him, delighted to be sensing his yearning desire for her. They dried off and returned to the bedroom, Dana wasting no time in lying down in the middle of the bed.
Faye went to the chair to watch as she always did and when John glanced her way to invite her onto the bed, she gave him a grateful smile but shook her head demurely. The rest of the girls fanned out around Dana and the redhead rolled onto her back, slowly spreading her slender legs. She held out her hand towards John, giving him a come-hither gesture which was as urgent as it was alluring. She groaned and glanced down at her glistening pussy.
He nudged the head of his cock against her soft folds, feeling her tight passage yield to the pressure as he pushed forward. She stretched around him like a second skin, warm, wet, and very snug, her well-trained muscles rippling along his length as he slid home. His connection with the loveable redhead was so strong, that being inside her again felt almost spiritual. He gazed deeply into her eyes, seeing her love and devotion shining back at him.
That felt really fucking good! John stroked her luxuriously soft hair, watching her look of rapture as she savoured being fully impaled and waiting until she focused on him again. Gentle and loving, or fast and furious? She nodded, biting her lip as she felt him nudge against the back of her womb. One time, when Tsarra was fast asleep and I was stroking her pregnant belly, my mind kept drifting back to you.
Me holding you in my arms, keeping you and your baby bump safe, both of us thinking about what kind of future our children will have Her expression was part wonder, part delight, with a heady mix of arousal sprinkled over the top.
As the broody daze began to migrate into lust, she moved with him, her thighs lifting higher to give him even deeper access to her toned belly. Normally Dana would have already been cumming around him, but instead she held John close, murmuring loving words in his ear as he stroked her with long, deep thrusts.
He lifted his weight off her slim tummy, giving her plenty of room to swell with the huge load he was pumping into her. John did exactly that, emptying every last drop into her nubile young body until his quad was drained dry. Easing out of her, he flopped onto his back, panting for breath after such an intense climax.
He was suddenly surrounded by breathless girls, as Calara and Sakura showered him with kisses, while Rachel inhaled his cock, hungry for a taste of him and her girlfriend.
He hugged the Latina and Asian girl to him, then glanced to his left, where Dana was being cuddled by Alyssa and Jade, while the twins were caressing her huge tummy. She gave him a wistful look, then let out a moan, her eyelashes fluttering.
John heard the familiar sound of a lapping tongue and he closed his eyes for a second, studying the mental compartments in his mind. One after the other the girls took their turn, sharing mouthfuls with Dana too, until they were all shining brightly in his mind.
He sat up and looked at the girls sitting in a semi-circle around him. It only took a single glance at their startled faces to see that the girls all felt it too. I can feel how much you long to do that with each of us. This definitely seems like an after-effect of your time with the Maliri.