Ch3

One human had pale skin and long, ebony, silky hair that took on a bluish tone in the current light. He was likely the palest-skinned human present so far and on the leaner end of the bunch but still maintained his toned from.

A quick glance at the text on the screen read: Aisen Chyngysov, pilot and navigation officer, hailing from the Sakha Republic. Mentor: Issith.

Meanwhile, the equally lean but less athletic more ruddy-colored human with shoulder-length, black, wavy hair was revealed to be Khuman Malhotra, medical officer and biologist, hailing from the country of Bharat. Mentor: Budrix Sundrench.

The tall, insectazoid , toned alien who currently had Aisen bent over was likely Issith. He was mostly green, marked with sharp pink accent spikes, and possessed one prominent set of shears on his first pair of hands. And said shears lay dangerously close to Aisen’s face, but he seemed to relish the poised danger, licking his cupid’s bow lips as he eyed the human seductively.

Meanwhile, the plant-like alien wearing a loose doctor’s coat was probably Budrix. His long, leafy, waist-length hair swished slightly as he thrust into the exhausted brown-skinned human repeatedly, maintaining a steady, unrelenting pace.

Spying his more flustered companion Aisen leans closer to Khuman “my you look quite ravishing Khuman who’d of thought you would ever joined us in our……little rendezvous” he lens closer practically inches from Khuman reddening ears “ much less public ones like this”

Khuman blushes deeply at Aisen's whisper, his ruddy complexion turning an even darker shade of red. He bites his lip, trying to hold back a whimper as Budrix continues to pound into him from behind. "S-shut up... A-Aisen..."

“Make me” Aisen teases as he starts licking Khuman ears.

And despite his protest a small whimper escapes Khuman's lips, his body trembling with pleasure and embarrassment. Budrix glances over at the exchange, swiping his thick bangs from his face he lifts his head to look at the calculating Issith "Your human is quite the flirt, isn't he?" He asks, speaking in Nuclei

Issith replies coolly almost scientifically “_indeed he likes to partake in _big play group activities when engaging in cotis”

This makes Budrix chuckle his large plush chest bouncing slightly “well why don’t we help them to…connect more” Grabbing Khumans hips he lifts the lean human so he’s higher up the pool table

Seething this Issith's mandibles clack together in approval as he watches Aisen continue to tease Khuman's ears. "An excellent idea," Issith murmurs.

Meanwhile Aisen spurred by the alien chatter cups his Khuman cheek and smiles “I don’t know what they're saying but I can’t tell they want a show” he grins

Aisen's words send a shiver down Khuman's spine, his face flushing even darker as he realizes the alien mentors are indeed watching and encouraging their public display. "F-fuck off..." he spitters

“With pleasure" Aisen replies as he plants his lips around Khuman’s.

A sound of shock leaves Khumans throat and it’s the opening Aisen needs to stick his tongue in

A sound of protest leaves Khumans mouth but it’s quickly replaced by a deep moan as Aisen's tongue invades his mouth, the pilot's skilled lips and tongue exploring every inch of Khuman's oral cavity. Issith and Budrix watch with keen interest, their own movements slowing as they become more focused on the human-on-human kiss. "Fascinating..."

As Aisen continues to dominate Khuman's mouth with his tongue, the shy medical officer finds himself melting into the kiss.

The alien mentors exchange approving glances, their hands gripping the humans' hips tighter.

Just as they are about to up their tempo a stray pale hand wraps itself around the middle aged Khuman causing him to elicit a sound similar to a squeak. “N-no wait t-too much” he protests

Aisen smirks against Khuman's lips, his pale hand wrapping firmly around the medical officer's length. He strokes slowly, feeling Khuman tremble in his grasp.

"Too much? You were taking Budrix just fine, baby." Khuman whimpers, his legs spreading wider on the pool table without him realizing it.

Issith leans forward, his mandibles clicking with interest. "The human doctor’s body is reacting positively despite his verbal protests," he observes clinically. Budrix chuckles deeply, his large hand squeezing Khuman's hip. "Seems our shy doctor enjoys being handled roughly by his pilot."

And suddenly the aliens increase their pace causing the pool table to nearly scooch from there their powerful movements. Granted Budrix was the more rotund fella.

Aisen's smirk grows wider as he feels Issith pound into him from behind, his own hand moving faster around Khuman's length. "Look at how beautifully he responds Issith”

As if to punctuate his point Khuman gasps and moans louder.

And poor Khuman, the only resident human to ever reach forty, was now surrounded by a cluster of late-twenties and early-thirties bodies, alien ajd human alike. Plus being a devoted homebody rather than a gym goer…. it didn’t take long for the truth to set in—his stamina had no business attempting this much activity, much less pleasure.

He lay in the pool table huffing like he attempted a marathon, hips propped up only by Budrix thick large hands.

Both aliens and Aisen notice Khuman's obvious struggle to keep up with their intense pace. Aisen's hand strokes him gently now, feeling Khuman's length leaking copiously. "He's about to break, mentors,"

Issith and Budrix exchange a wordless agreement, their thrusts becoming even deeper and faster with Budrix targeting Khuman's prostate with practiced precision. The poor medical officer's legs tremble violently, his mouth forming a perfect "O" of shock and pleasure as he's utterly overwhelmed by the prostate ****.

"N-no I-I'm not going to—!!!" Is all the words the doctor is able to offer before his climax hits his body convulses dramatically on the pool table, a loud, **** cry escaping his lips while his toes curled from the pleasure. A flood of warm, sticky seed erupts from his over-stimulated length, coating Aisen's hand and dripping onto the table.

And this obscene erotic display seems to be the tip the point for Aisen as a final thrust from Issith sends him over the edge splattering his ejaculation onto the pool table as well.

Issith lets out a deep rumble of satisfaction, his own climax following shortly after, filling Aisen completely. "Mmph! Fuck!"

Budrix also ejaculates filling Khuman lean form with his thick globular seed “ahhh fuck it’s soooo much” Khuman whines as one hand wraps around his stomach.

“What let me see” Aisen says as he practically climbs over Khuman to look at the wet results.

Indeed Budrix's thick, globular release coats Khuman's anus looking like a dollop of cream while the rest drips down his legs. Pooling beneath his trembling bottom. Aisen eagerly climbs over the medical officer, pushing his legs wider to reveal the messy, dripping anus. "God, look at this mess..."

“Think you can clean this us” Budrix speaks his own cock rising to meet Aisen’s surprised lips. Budrix's words are followed by the gentle nudge of his still-hardening member against Aisen's surprised lips.

The pilot looks up at the large alien, his eyes widening slightly before he parts his lips, allowing Budrix's fat length to slip inside his mouth. "Mmmph..."

Meanwhile Khuman lays there with a redeemed face as he looks up to see Aisen lean pale cock in perfect view. Even catching a glimpse of Aisen perfect puckering hole a dribble of blue seminal fluid flowing down

And as if possessed by a more vulgar side of himself he grasps Aisen asscheeks and buries his face in Aisen’s rear!

Aisen reacts with a startled cry, his mouth falling open around Budrix's thick member as Khuman's unexpected face planting causes his hips to jerk forward. The pilot's eyes widened in surprise

“Oh gawd Malhotra I..I didn’t think you had it in you” he finishes with a chuckle trying to catch his breath. His hand instinctively gripping his own cheek to spread it wider for Khuman's hungry tongue.

Seeing this erotic display Issith own cock begins to rise, he politely taps on the burrowing Khuman to speak.

“My my I admire your need for cleanliness, but perhaps. You can extend your same service to my own member” he says as his cock comes into Khuman’s view covered and dripping with his own seminal fluid.

Khuman hesitates for a moment, his face buried deep in Aisen's crease, before slowly looking up at Issith's offered member. The alien's thick, pink-tinted length is coated in his own sticky release, dripping down onto the pool table. "Mmph..."

There’s a look of apprehension but curiosity eventually wins out as he slowly wraps his lips around the odd segmented green and pink cock.

When his lips make purchase his eyes widen with surprise to see ... .just how soft the phallus was…and was the alien's release kind of sweet? He sticks out his tongue for a better and to his even surprise he finds it's not bitter or salty, but actually kind of sweet and light?

……………….

Sensing this was more a conclusive fuck the camera retreats rising to spy over the room for any humans it may have missed before settling into a quiet corner. A singular alien and human couple sit on the floor hidden behind the booth and potted plant.

Turning on X-ray mode, the camera captures a surprising scene. Commander Void, usually so stoic and serious, is passionately making out with an ebony-haired human male. The human's pale skin flushed with **** and desire while his little hands roaming over Void's sleek alien body.

A series of text appears on the side written as Jun Hao-Li, co-commander, hailing from the united republic of China mentor: Commander Void. His little icon picture appears so stoic and sleek compared to the disheveled look he currently sported.

Most of Jun Hao’s body was obscured by the larger domineering Void but you could still see the tell tale little human legs poking under Voids. Pantless with only their socks they curled their toes, significant some sort of pleasure was taking afoot. . And if his facial expression said anything, he was currently in ecstasy

Turning towards the camera we see 4 of the eight eyes Void sports open and his long prehensile pink tongue slides out allowing the disheveled human commander to finally breath as he takes a large mouthful of air. Void chuckles deeply behind him, running a hand possessively over Jun's thigh.

“Oh I see our little hideaway has been caught” he mumbles looking directly towards the camera, his eyes black, shiny but still all the more piercing. His large horns blocking Jun’s view

“H-huh what’d you say?” Jun tries to demand but his voice comes out too raspy.

Void smirks at Jun's raspy demand, his large large hand squeezing Jun more possessively in his grasp.

“Oh nothing I just think it’s time we made it to my bedroom” he purrs into Jun's eye.

Meanwhile a sudden telepathic command jams the camera's signal causing it to sputter around before dropping to the floor. The viewers are left with a static-filled screen and confused murmurs before the screen clears for a brief moment for us to see two black scaled feet carry Jun away, the door sliding shut behind them with a definitive click.

The screen goes black with a simple text reading.

Happy 1 year anniversary of Earthlings abroad the Explorer!