StarPyre

wonder as I worked his cock with my hands. Slowly, his courage built, and he reached up with both hands and grabbed my breasts, pausing to see my reaction. I nodded and gave his cock a tight squeeze. A groan escaped him as his eyes fluttered closed. Carefully, he fondled my breasts, gently squeezing them before his fingers found my hardened nipples and rolled them with an expert’s grace.
I stared down between my hands, tracing the patterns on his penis with my fingertips and playing with the wet tip of his golden head, spreading around the droplets as I studied it. I knew that I wanted to feel it inside me. There wasn’t a dildo in my collection that matched this cock’s unique form. I had plenty of monster dildos, including a few tentacle ones, but none even close to this shape.
Something about this dream feels so real, no matter how many times I keep telling myself it is not.
Afraid of waking up before I’d had a chance to fuck this dream-male, I decided to forge ahead, even though I was enjoying grinding myself leisurely against his shaft as he played with my breasts.
Lifting my body, I directed his pointed head to where I needed him most and easily lowered myself. My emerald male quickly released my breasts to grab my ass as I closed my eyes and shuddered. My fingers dug into his chest when his head rubbed against my G-spot, sending a burst of pleasure through me. Desperate for more, I took him in one sudden movement, until the bottom of my ass met his thighs. A moan ripped through me as I stilled to let my body adjust to his shaft’s abnormal shape.
After a few silent moments, my alien decided he had other plans. He hardened his grip on my ass and slid me all the way up his shaft before letting gravity drag me back down. Slowly, his pace quickened until he lifted his legs below me to add speed and strength to his thrusts.
With the onslaught of his patterned shaft rubbing deliciously, wherever it touched and his curved head pressing against my sweet spots with each pass, I was a goner. I could feel my orgasm build as I clung to his chest and allowed him to control the ride. Instead of letting me show him a good time, he had turned the tables and taken control, pounding away like I was his sex toy. He ground his pelvis against my sensitive knot of nerves, and the new position triggered my orgasm. My core tightened as I came, crying out into his chest.
He started to make small, erratic upward stabs with his cock, sending me into delirium as he lengthened my orgasm. My body bounced on his as he controlled each thrust, hitting every sensitive nerve along my contracting walls.
I could only allow him to have his way with my body, pleasuring both of us in the process. I had never experienced something like this in my life; just the mere thought of a male making sure his partner was taken care of was enough of a turn-on. He just kept going and going without an end in sight as a series of mini-orgasms coursed through me. All I could do was lie back and enjoy the ride.
As he directed me up and down in his embrace, I gazed up at him, enjoying every inch of him inside me. His mouth hung slightly open while his eyes were closed, fully focused on our joining.
Suddenly, his eyes burst open as he cried out. He slammed me down against him, and then his shaft thickened. Waves of pleasure hit me hard, my hips shuddering when his heated essence poured into me.
Drained, I closed my eyes as two warm, strong arms surrounded me, enveloping me in heat. I immediately accepted the comfort they offered. Burrowing into his hard chest, I smiled at the knowledge that this dream hadn’t been wasted. It was the best dream I’d ever had.

Six
CELYZE
What in the Stars’ guidance had I just witnessed?
I had heard enough about copulation to understand what it entailed, but to see it in person without experiencing it myself was entirely different.
I knew Luwyn frequented bars and never seemed to have an issue attracting females of all species, but I was shocked to see him in action. Did his partners always throw themselves at him and take control? How did a male with so much inner turmoil allow another to dominate him in such a way? I hadn’t missed how often he lashed out at Auro every solar. I had grown to respect our captain over the cycles, impressed with how he handled his only other crew member.
How could Luwyn trust this female with his manhood? I’d been prepared to assist him if she attacked again, but not one sound of protest escaped his lips. Had he come to terms with our horrific situation and made the best of it? Or did he truly wish to be with her, heedless that he was mating in full view of his crew?
They were strangers and didn’t even know each other's names, yet neither fact seemed to matter at the time. Nevertheless, for Luwyn to allow another to touch his body so freely confused me.
The Stars had led me to my crew during my cosmic journey for a reason unbeknownst to me—until now. Some force had called me to their spacecraft while aboard a space station near the outer perimeter of Federation territory. When I had gazed upon their Nova Storm, I knew that my fate was entwined with theirs, to aid them with their trials and tribulations. It was Auro who had welcomed me to join his crew, even with his lack of faith in the Cosmic Order, because he knew my abilities would help his business. We didn’t see eye-to-eye on matters regarding the crew’s future, but he never disrespected me even if he refused to heed