Deep Exploration a sexy Female-Male-Female piece of erotic Flash Fiction in which HE gets all the attention.
If you’re gonna crashland on an alien planet, fellas, let me recommend this one. I don’t know exactly where I am in the galaxy, but I’m in no hurry to leave.
I woke naked, aching, and in unfamiliar surroundings, but I didn’t focus on the pain because the sexy, scantily-clad buxom women surrounding me were a bit of a distraction.
They appeared eager to tend to all my needs.
The first thing that came out of my mouth was, “Do any of you speak my language?” which earned me a few chuckles before they all looked at each other and shrugged.
“What can we do for you?” asked the young woman standing next to me. She had big brown eyes, long dark hair, and some sort of barely-there top and skirt.
I glanced down my body at my dick, which was reacting in exactly the way you’d expect. But my focus fixed on the white pads of cloth laying over my thighs and stomach.
“What happened?” I asked, but I knew the answer. The last thing I remembered was my one-man scouting pod spiraling out of control and crashing through a forest on this strange planet.
“Where am I?” I added.
“You’re safe. You crashed with only minor injuries. And we will heal you.” She placed a hand gently on top of the pad on my stomach. “We’ve applied a healing medicine. It will also prevent infection.”
As I looked around at them and back at myself, my exposed body betrayed my thoughts, and my cock was getting harder for the ladies to see. I had no choice but to go with the flow.
“We think you need another treatment,” said the blonde lady standing on my other side. When I looked at her face, I found she was staring at my growing dick, which bobbed for its audience.
“Yes!” a third woman spoke up and laughed. “He needs more! He’s not ready yet. We need to make him really nice and hard.”
She smiled and leaned forward to kiss the head of my dick. As she did, the older blonde woman on my right reached around with both hands to cup my balls and squeeze them gently.
They were fast movers, in total contrast to the restraint of women back on my own planet.
“Oh, my God! Please stop!” I moaned.
I’m not truly sure I wanted them to stop. It was just so sudden and unexpected. And I didn’t want the embarrassment of coming too quickly, which wasn’t usually a problem for me but was a real possibility in this unique situation.
My erection was so much bigger already, growing harder by the second.
“That feels good,” I mumbled and sighed as she licked the underside of my cock.
I tried to raise myself off the bed. But I couldn’t move or even lift my arms. My injuries must have been worse than I thought.
“Relax, honey, you’ve been sedated,” the youngest woman reassured me. She stroked her hands over her huge round breasts and somehow unhooked her front fastening top so that it fell open, revealing her massive orbs.
I gasped, and my eyes must have looked like they were popping out of my face.
Meanwhile, the woman whose mouth was wrapped around my other head released my glans from her lips. “It’ll feel better if you relax. Put your trust in us.”
GLADLY!
I felt mildly embarrassed at being fondled like this in front of these beautiful women while I was incapacitated and disoriented.
“Put your legs apart, baby,” the lady with sweet lips said, and when I did, she kissed the head again and slowly sucked it deep into her mouth and beyond.
I’d often seen it in porn and paid for it once or twice at the Wrexlite Whore House in the Jungle of Jurrella. But I didn’t expect expert deepthroat therapy as a treatment for air-crash survivors.
But don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.
Who am I to say this babe deep-throating my dick wasn’t good for my health? I’m no doctor.
Nope. I will never say that.
Blow me, babe, with your incredible healing skills.
Guys, these ladies are the nurses you dream about.
“Are you doctors?” I managed to ask as I watched my dick disappear into the woman’s hungry mouth.
“We are healers,” the young woman told me. “And this holistic treatment is the best medicine.”
It sure is.
I couldn’t argue with her. What that healer’s throat was doing to my dick left me speechless.
What will you ladies do to me next?
The other woman released my balls and moved to the foot of the bed. “I can’t wait for my turn. I want you to feed me.” She smiled almost innocently but proceeded to remove her top too.
I didn’t know whether to stare at her wobbling tits, watch the woman gobbling my dick, or gaze at all the girls around me. I did all three and noticed all the women were shedding their clothes completely and moving closer to me.
One of them brushed her breasts across my face, teasing my parted lips with her hard nipples. I didn’t get the chance to suck them before she swiped them away and trailed them down my chest.
At the same time, another woman from the other side did the same with her humongous breasts.
For a second, real fear flashed through my mind, and the thought of me smothered to death by a mountain of massive mammaries. I dismissed that mental image immediately.
The ladies brought a whole new meaning to the label of the busty masseuse.
Well, not a completely new meaning, now I come to think about it. When I paid busty masseuse, Sasha of Arion-Delphini 23b, she’d do the same thing with her lovely assets. It’s just, she’d be the only woman in the room. There wasn’t someone else giving me a blow job simultaneously.
The woman eating my dick purred and did strange but heavenly things with her thoat, and as I focused once again on that part of my body, I knew there was no stopping it.
I had to fucking come.
I was gonna blow.
Go.
Fuck.
Thrust.
I couldn’t move, but I tried anyway, and thrust up into her face.
She didn’t stop nursing my dick through the whole thing. Milking me of every last drop with her throat. Swallowing it all.
I glanced down the length of my body, and the blanket of bosoms parted, enabling me to see one smug expression with a mouth full of cock looking back at me.
Her eyes large and blinking.
Anyone would think I’d given her a wonderful gift. She was the cat who had the cream.
My cream.
“You should sleep,” one of the busty healers whispered in my ear. “We want you to recharge.”
The next time I woke up before I’d even opened my eyes, I knew exactly what was happening.
It should have been a dream.
Hey, I’ve had plenty of dreams just like it.
Someone was sucking my cock as if it had never stopped.
Did it stop?
But this time, I was also aware someone was above me.
A woman.
I felt her knees and legs where she straddled me. As her breasts swung above me, I felt her nipples drag against my chest. I sensed her breath in the air above my face.
I’d rested but had the healing women continued to do therapy to my sleeping body?
Did it matter if they did?
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