Chapter 124: I Need My Aliens
Kalon was left with so much to think about after his day spent with both the dragons, and the shadowed organisation.
One group wanted to recruit him, whilst the other insisted that the recruiters were involved in some evil conspiracy that involved stealing the powers from those they recruited.
It was all too much. All Kalon wanted to do was travel to one of his planets, and pleasure one of his alien women.
...
Kalon arrived back home on his rooftop and looked at the planets available to him.
It was an extensive catalogue of five planets.
Venduros
Cryos
Veylora
Cupid
Delphinium
...
He had two main focuses at the moment;
Venduros, to reach seducer rank 10 with Josinia.
And Veylora, so that he could figure exactly what was going on with those primitive humans, the Berry Pickers.
He would travel to those two planets first to handle business, and then he would go from there.
[Initiating Travel Sequence...]
[Adapting body to suit conditions...]
[...]
[You have arrived!]
[Welcome to Venduros!]
...
Kalon arrived on the warm planet and found himself in the kitchen of Josinia’s house.
There was a pleasant smell that filled his nose, and the sound of something sizzling on the pan.
Josinia stood at the stove with her back to him, white hair tied up loosely, wearing a simple dark dress and a white apron.
The moment she sensed him she turned, pink eyes lighting up with clear happiness.
"Kalon!"
She set the utensil down, wiped her hands, and crossed the kitchen quickly. Her arms wrapped around him, and when she pulled back she was already smiling.
"You’re just in time. I cooked. Sit down."
She guided him to the small dining table as if it were the most natural thing in the world, the way a wife might seat her husband after a long day.
Kalon let her push him gently into the chair. Josinia began plating the food and setting it in front of him.
The dish was unfamiliar and exotic. Steam rose from the plate carrying delicious scents he had never encountered on Earth.
"Eat," she said, standing close beside the chair. "I want to know if you like it."
Kalon took a bite.
The flavours hit immediately.
"It’s delicious."
Josinia’s smile widened. She watched him take several more bites with open satisfaction, occasionally reaching out to pour him a cup of the mild purple fruit drink she had prepared.
When he finished the last of it she collected the plate and utensils.
"I’ll clean up. Stay there."
She carried everything to the counter and sink, turning her back to him as she began rinsing the dishes under warm water.
Kalon watched her for a moment. The line of her back, the way the apron strings sat against her dress, the soft shift of her hips as she worked.
Shit... She’s so beautiful.
He stood and walked up behind her.
Josinia felt him approach but did not turn.
Kalon’s hands settled on her waist, then moved higher. He untied the dress fastenings and pushed the fabric down her arms and over her hips until it pooled at her feet.
Underneath she wore nothing but the apron.
The moment the dress left her body, her small purple breasts were naked beneath the open sides of the apron, nipples already erect and pushing against the fabrics.
"Kalon..."
He left the apron on. The front of it still covered the centre of her torso, but the sides and back were completely open, leaving her ass, hips, and the outer curves of her breasts exposed.
He pressed against her from behind, one hand sliding around to cup a small breast and pinch the sensitive nipple, the other guiding his already hard cock between her thighs.
Josinia braced her wet hands on the edge of the sink to make sure she didn’t fall into the soapy water.
Kalon rubbed the head of his cock along her entrance and found her already wet. He pushed in with one slow, deep thrust until his hips met her ass.
"Nn... aah—"
Her walls clenched around him immediately. He kept one hand on her breast, rolling and tugging the nipple the way he knew she liked, while the other gripped her hip.
Then he began to fuck her in steady, deep strokes, the wet sound of their bodies meeting mixing with the quiet running water she had not turned off.
Josinia’s head dropped forward, causing her white hair to dangle into the water.
Soft moans left her mouth with every thrust.
The apron shifted against her skin but stayed tied, the fabric brushing her stomach while her bare ass bounced back and fourth against him.
Kalon pinched her nipple harder and drove deeper.
"Feels good?" he asked against her ear.
"Yes... yes, don’t stop..."
He kept the pace fast, burying himself to the hilt each time. The sweet numbness she always felt in her nipples spread through her chest under his fingers. Her free breast swayed with the motion. Water continued to run over the forgotten dishes as he fucked her against the counter.
After a few minutes, pleasure built at the base of his spine. Kalon gripped both of her hips now, leaving her nipples aching from the earlier attention, and thrust harder.
When he came it was deep and heavy. He held himself fully inside her and emptied thick pulses of cum straight into her womb, flooding her with his seed.
He did not pull out.
Instead he kept moving, slower but still deep, pushing his cum further into her with every stroke.
Josinia’s thighs trembled. The wet sound of his cock sliding through their mixed fluids filled the kitchen.
He reached around again and took both of her nipples between his fingers, rolling and tugging them in time with his thrusts.
"Kalon— I’m going to—"
Her walls clamped down around him in strong, rhythmic pulses as she orgasmed, a long shaky cry leaving her throat.
Her legs gave out; making her fall forward and splash into the sink water a little bit.
Kalon stayed buried inside her through the entire climax, still giving short, deep thrusts that forced his seed even deeper while her body shook and clenched around him.
Only when the last tremors faded did he slow to a stop, chest pressed to her back, both of them breathing hard.
Josinia remained bent over the sink in nothing but the apron, cum beginning to leak slowly down her thighs, her sensitive nipples still erect from his fingers.
She turned her head just enough to look at him over her shoulder, pink eyes hazy and satisfied.
"You shot your seed so deep inside of me," she whispered. "It’s a good thing it’s a safe day."
「Josinia Seduction」
﹂Stage Eight → Stage Nine!