Humanity first

The teachings of the Institute had been engraved in your brain. The only worthwhile endeavour was Humanity's survival and victory.

You had no certitude that there were any survivors at the other crash site, especially with the massive spiders that infested the island and the frog woman had little to offer to you.

On the other hand the young human girl probably grew up on this world, a task that would be impossible alone. There had to be a village, a tribe, more humans. With a little time and efforts your translation software (and that of Alice, she got a copy of yours but her mind was highly superior to your little neural implant.) you would be able to negotiate with them.

A raid could allow you to regain your gear on the small rubber boat or at least to reach the improvised boat left on the beach. Then you would be able either to repair your ship and leave (it could take a long time though) or to massively improve life here for humans with advanced technology. (The microfactory on the Gorgon could extrude tools and simple weapon from raw materials and could produce machines and simple generators with a little effort.)

You were now following the swaying, tanned ass of the human girl wondering what other benefits there might be in getting to know this attractive young woman.

She looked happy about that but looked worryingly at the yellow four-armed girl that followed me everywhere and even the gorgeous android with here perfect white skin that guarded you with unflinching resolve.

Both the human and yellow girl were mumbling to you and at each other in two different languages as you ran through the woods. You only stopped to pick some pointy sticks (sharpened by the razor blade on Alice's finger) that would be useful as improvised weapons.

You came to a halt only when the human girl stopped in front of a hole in a big fallen tree trunk. From it she got a bag made of stitched hides.

As she sat on the ground she motioned you to do the same.

"I Melissa, you?" She told you in her language.

Explaining family names, ranks, the fleet and the UTF to here was hopeless for now. You'd have to keep it simple.

"I Alexander. She Alice." You said using words of her language and pointing at you and your assistant for emphasis.

Your translator's grasp of the yellow girl's language was not perfect but she could now talk with you and seemed to have understood your reply.

"I be dew gatherer." She said

You tried to translate that to the human girl that looked amazed that you could understand both of them.

You received a gift of dried fruits and a few strips of smoked meat from the bag. Alice decided to first save her share for you to eat later but offered it to the yellow girl when she saw that none was given to her.

Dialogue was hard but with efforts you learned that there was a village built on rocks and water on the other side of the island. The jungle is very dangerous and the seas are often worse.

Melissa didn't trust the yellow girl (her village called them Flavians) who was chatting with Alice as they sometimes **** people that were never seen again.

You are all still naked and sitting in front of Melissa's lean athletic body and nicely tanned boobs. The way that they jiggled with each of her frequent laughs did nothing to help your raging erection.

Alice told you that you could now have a hard on each time you desired one. She underestimated the power of your libido, in presence of naked women you always want an erection to fuck them. (Not stopped in that by any other considerations)

Your dick didn't go unnoticed as the three women were keeping a watchful eye on it.

Suddenly the tall yellow girl came to you and grabbed you.

As Alice was about to rush to your rescue, you understood the Flavian's motivations and waved her away.

"Don't hurt her!" You ordered. " Unless it goes awry. "

She lifted you up and got down to lick your dick. Once she was sure it was all nice and slippery she hugged you with two arms, planting your face between her four boobs and lifting you with the two other hand planted on your ass she slipped your dick in her pussy.

She was very muscular and you must have looked like a small child to her, but she didn't seem to mind as she was ploughing her large and loose pussy with your dick, trying maybe to hit a spot that would give her pleasure.

The sweat that came from between her boobs was smelling a lot and her body was oiled which made it slippery.

Once you came in her pussy (she did not, given her size and that of her pussy, male from her species must have larger dicks than yours.) she got you down and cleaned your dick with her tongue.

Once she noticed that you were still hard she was smiling.

"I be dew gatherer." Maybe drop-catcher would be a better translation, is that her name or her function? (you had no idea) "Honor me." She told you.

She was now on all fours, using her lower arms to part her butt and offering her asshole to you.

Melissa that looked pissed didn't see this as fair and she grabbed you to push you on the ground and impale herself on your erection.

"If she drop catcher too, OK" said the Flavian.

Melissa was much tighter than the Flavian and her pussy made you feel like your dick was huge after barely filling Dewcatcher's sex. As you **** your way into the human girl's pulsing vagina, you felt like your cock grew even bigger than its 20 cm.

In spite of the tight fit, the native girl was clearly no virgin. She let some moans of pleasure and small screams of excitement as she bounced joyfully on you.

Once everyone was satisfied (except Alice but she took pleasure in seeing you get some, so she didn't mind) you asked Alice for your position.

It would take over a day in this jungle to reach the village but you could maybe reach your boat in 3 or 4 hours.

You try to convince your guide and follower that it would be better to get to the boat and go around the island than to cross it on foot.