"My Sexy Alien Roommate" (closed)

[AngelEyes1994]

“It’s a very pretty ass, Jennifer.”

The clerk couldn't help but laugh; the conversation had seriously gone in a direction she would never have expected. The day before in the store, Jennifer had found herself instantly attracted to both members of what she had incorrectly assumed was a dating couple. She hadn't developed any false hopes that she might very soon be having sex with one or the other or both of them, but now she was seriously beginning to think that it was a gimme. She had two pairs of hands caressing themselves over her body, the original purpose having been to protect her from the sun's rays while the current purpose seemed all too obviously and simply to be foreplay for what ever kinky things the couple had on mind.

Jennifer still hadn't quite figured out the other woman, though, and she glanced back over her shoulder at the young, petite beauty as her presumed lover asked, “Angel, would you like some help rubbing sunscreen into that pretty ass?”

"Pretty," Angel said, reaching out to grasp Chris by the wrist and urge him down the beach towel farther. She giggled and repeated the man's words, "Pretty ass."

Jennifer looked up to Chris, gave him a wink, looked back to Angel again, then looked to the male of the potential threesome and whispered very quietly, "Is she alright? Or, should I know something I don't?"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Chris made a face at Jennifer’s question. He knew exactly what she meant, but he wasn’t sure about whether or not to say anything in front of Angel. It also wasn’t easy to think about the answer with his hands knuckle deep into the firm muscle of Jennifer’s taut ass. God, how his life had changed in just one day!

Once they were done, Chris gave one buttcheek a light slap and stood up.

“Alright, Jennifer, why don’t you tie those back on and Angel and I will get the innertubes.”

He pulled Angel back to his car by the arm, and once they were there he looked at her with concern on his face. “Angel, do you want to tell Jennifer about your past? She was...kind of asking about it, but I don’t want to tell her unless you want to.”

Before she answered, he asked one more question. “And, Angel, I think Jennifer wants to have sex with us, but I don’t think either of us should until you and I talk some more. I just...I don’t want you to be upset if I send her home. I know some of all that is probably confusing for you, but I felt like I needed to say it…”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Jennifer flinched at the slap on her ass cheek and laughed. At Chris's suggestion, she set about tying her suit back in place. Intentionally, she didn't put a lot of care into hiding her bosom or even her hairless, smooth-as-a-baby's-butt crotch as she rolled to take care of business; she didn't look up into Chris's face to see if he was ogling her, but she had a sense from her peripheral vision that he was.

And that wasn't all! When she did look Angel's way, she found the young beauty looking direction at her groin with a wide smile and a delighted expression. Jennifer smiled back, and though she wanted so badly to use Angel's own word and ask do you think this is pretty, too? she resisted.

“Angel, do you want to tell Jennifer about your past?” Chris asked when they reached the car.

She didn't know how to answer that question, so she did something she'd seen uncertain looking people in the big box store do: she shrugged.

Then Chris started talking to her about having sex with Jennifer. She understood the word from her conversations with Rufus, although he referred to it as breeding. She waited until Chris had come to an end of his questioning and concerns and said bluntly and yet still cryptically, "Sex with Jennifer and Chris good. Yes?"

She bounced on her tippy toes with excitement, then grabbed one of the innertubes and sprinted for the water, where Jennifer -- now redressed but still as sexy as fuck -- was already dipping her toes in the water. Angel moved the water floatation device out in front of her as she reached the water's edge and leaped outward. Despite being barely over 5 foot and barely over 100 pounds, the petite little thing launched herself and the tube with the strength of an Olympic gymnast. The tube hit the water almost 12 feet out from shore, sending out a bit of a wave in all directions as Angel laughed excitedly.

Turning on it to look back, she called, "Cold water good! Come! Come in!"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Chris walked over to stand next to Jennifer, holding the other innertube. He knew he should say something, but it would have to be on the fly.

“Angel has...had a difficult life. There’s a lot that she hasn’t experienced before. I...I don’t know how much she’s ready to tell you.” He flashed an apologetic smile. “Hell, there’s a lot that she hasn’t told me.”

He shook his head, not sure what else to say. “Sorry to be cryptic. I think we’re both appreciating your company, though,” he finished with a sly smile.

“So, if you’re sticking around,” he said as he held up the other innertube. “Do you want your own or share with one of us?”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Angel has...had a difficult life.”

Jennifer listened to Chris's explanation, replying when he used the word, "I don't think you're being cryptic. I can see she's different. Not different different, like--"

She swirled an extended finger near her temple, continuing, "--that kind of different. But there's obviously something unique about her."

“I think we’re both appreciating your company, though,” he finished with a sly smile.

"I'm enjoying your company, too, Chris," Jennifer said, reaching a hand out to gently and rather intimately touch her fingertips to his chest. She added to clarify, "Both of you."

He asked about whether or not she was sticking around, adding regarding the innertubes, “Do you want your own or share with one of us?”

Looking over her shoulder, Jennifer smiled and waved to Angel, who was ever so slowly making a large counterclockwise circle in an eddy a couple of dozen yards off shore. Turning back to the man, she said in a soft, seductive tone, "I think what I want is you, Chris..."

She gave him just a moment to consider her words, then added, "And I think I want Angel, too..."

Again, Jennifer hesitated before continuing, "And if I can have both of you together, I'd very much like that, too."

Her lips widened, then she laughed and snatched the innertube from Chris. "For now, though, I think I'll take this and you can figure out what you're going to do for yourself!"

She turned and ran for the water, and while she wasn't nearly as athletic as Angel was, Jennifer was still able to jump out into the river a few feet and land on the tube without falling in. The two young women laughed together and waved the male to join them.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Oh, is that how it is?” Chris called out with a smile. He had been trying to avoid the decision, but Jennifer had forced his hand. To be honest, he wanted to be pressed against Angel while they soaked up the sun. That’s why he was going to pick Jennifer. He still wasn’t completely comfortable with his growing feelings for the extremely odd girl.

He walked down the ramp and swam out to Jennifer’s tube. He put his hands on the edge and smiled at her devilishly, and then he called out to Angel.

“Hey, Angel, the cold water is good, right?”

As soon as she responded, he reached under the tube to grab Jennifer by the hips and pull her through the hole and into the water, dunking her under completely. Then, Chris calmly climbed in and lay back in the inflatable.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Hey, Angel, the cold water is good, right?”

"Cold water good!" she called out in agreement.

Jennifer smiled and waved to the other woman ... and suddenly she felt herself sinking into the river. The shock caused her to draw a deep breath, which she held until she popped back up to the surface, shrieking, then laughing.

"Oh my god!" Jennifer laughed. "I can't believe you did that!"

As she tread water, Jennifer looked to Angel, finding her sitting up higher in the tube with a look of concern. But when her smiling face told Angel that all was well, and Angel smiled and laughed, too, the sexy swimmer paddled over to Chris's tube.

"Help me on," she demanded, reaching over the floatation device's side. He helped Jennifer up; he was lounging back into the tube, withhis back against the rubber on one side and his legs dangling over the other. Jennifer settled in atop Chris, perpendicular to him, pressing her ass down hard against his cock. She asked quietly, "Comfortable?"

Angel called out suddenly, "Go cold water! Go cold water!"

When Jennifer looked, she realized that the other woman's tube had escaped the eddy and was heading down the river. She looked back to Chris, ground her ass against him again, and said, "There's a landing about a mile down the river, with a shady, grassy spot that's private. I think we should pull out there and ... oh, I dunno ... fuck maybe?"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

There was no doubt that Chris’s cock liked Jennifer’s suggestion. She must’ve felt it poking into her ass, despite the cold water. Chris liked it, too, but he was nervous about Angel. While he answered, he paddled their innertube down the river after Angel’s.

“Oh, Jennifer, does that answer your question?” He was referring to his erection. “I don’t want to push Angel into anything, though. Let’s see how she reacts, okay? How about: if we bail, we bail; no hard feelings; and we’ll invite you over soon?”

Whatever she said to that, Chris had no intention of leaving her hanging. His hands started roaming her body, trying to get her as turned on as he knew how. He was a little rusty, but it was definitely starting to come back to him. He left the areas covered by her skimpy suit alone, but just temporarily…

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Oh, Jennifer, does that answer your question?”

"I'm beginning to get an idea," she said with a devilish smirk, knowing Chris was referring to the erection coming to life beneath her ass.

“I don’t want to push Angel into anything, though. Let’s see how she reacts, okay?”

"I respect that, I do," she said with a matter of fact tone. But then she ground her butt cheeks against his growth and smiled. Regarding his coming-to-life cock, she said, "So long as that means that that thing is inside me before this day is over."

They smiled at each other, knowing that this day was getting very interesting. Jennifer told the handsome man in a serious tone, "I'm not a slut, Chris. I just like you. I knew I liked you the moment I saw you in the store. And I knew I wanted you. And..."

She looked down the river a few dozen yards to Angel, who had dropped down into the hole of the innertube and was using her twirling body under the water surface to spin the floatation device round and round as fast as she could, laughing the whole time. Jennifer laughed, too, continuing, "And I knew I liked her as soon as I saw her, too. My God, she's so fucking hot. Don't you think?"

Jennifer looked back to Chris, "She's different. Like, a foreign different, not a retard different."

She laughed and diverted her eyes a moment, then looked back with a blush filling her face. "I didn't meant it that way ... mean, I mean. I meant, you know how there are those guys who are mentally all there but still act like fucking idiots, just cause their fucking idiots. That's what I mean by retard."

She looked back down the river at Angel, who caught the glance and waved excitedly. Jennifer said with a sense of awe, "There's something ... incredible about her. I can feel it. I can't explain it. But I can feel it."

She looked back to Chris, who told her, “How about: if we bail, we bail; no hard feelings; and we’ll invite you over soon?”

"Sure," Jennifer said without hesitation. "No pressure. I didn't mean to ... well, you know..."

She laughed again, a sort of embarrassed laugh, then confessed, "It's just been ... it's been a while since I had sex, Chris. And I miss it."

He must have understood that Jennifer was good with a bit more intimacy than just his cock pressing her back side, because his right hand began to caress the leg on that side, his left hand on the shoulder to that one. She liked it and signaled so by again grinding her firm cheeks against his groin. Then, glancing down the river again to see if Angel could see, Jennifer pulled at the string on her right hip, loosing that side of her bikini. She pulled the small triangle of faux-deerskin away from her crotch, exposing the baby-butt smooth skin there. Parting her legs a bit, her tan colored labia parted enough to reveal the pink folds within, as well as her swollen clitoris.

She suggested, "Maybe, since we're kinda alone back here while Angel has her own fun...?"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Chris couldn’t believe the turns his life had taken. He wouldn’t have had the courage to approach a woman like Jennifer a few days ago, pretty down on himself after everything that had happened. Yet, here she was exposing herself to him and asking him to fuck her. His emotions about Angel were complicated, but they weren’t complicated about Jennifer. He didn’t love her, and he was pretty sure she didn’t love him. They were attracted to each other, and he could see remaining friends, and occasionally fucking, just because it was fun.

Not that Chris had even had that kind of relationship with anyone before. He’d always been kind of shy and tentative, sexually. He was pretty sure it was somehow Angel’s influence. Despite the fact that he met her less than twenty-four hours ago, she was already changing him for the better, pushing him to be more open and adventurous. It felt good, to try new things, especially when those things involved two hot women willing to take off clothes around him.

Chris reached down to squeeze her ass with his left hand before lifting her off his crotch just long enough to push his trunks down with his right, freeing his mostly-stiff cock to spring up between Jennifer’s thighs. He lowered her back down until his glistening pink lips kissed the side of his shaft.

“Is this the thing you want inside you?”

If she managed to get it in, Chris certified wouldn’t complain, although he doubted he could actually thrust effectively in this position. Instead, he planned on spending his time groping and caressing her tits and pussy, massaging her lips and clit until she came on his fingers. So, that’s what he started to do: slowly, teasing. When she came he hoped it would be a big one. If his cock was inside her at the time, all the better.

“It’s been a while for me, too, Jennifer. I definitely plan on making a real fuck happen between us, and hopefully Angel, too, but first let me just make you feel good.”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Jennifer had actually been hoping Chris would finger her, possibly to an orgasm but if not, she could easily finish herself off for his viewing pleasure. But feeling him free his erection beneath her made her smile with delight, and after shifting around in his lap a bit and reaching down to take hold of him, she was feeding her pussy with the bulbous head of his cock. She grimaced as he parted her long-ignored vagina, moaning audibly at the feeling of that which she regular got her share yet as of late had not.

"My god, you feel good," she groaned as his head and another little bit of him slid into her. She looked back over his shoulder with a devilish smile, giggled, then declared, "I can't believe we're doing this."

She grasped Chris's hand and pulled it into her crotch, telling him, "Round and round, that's what I like. Not too hard."

Even though she couldn't take much of him in at this awkward angel, Jennifer began ramming her ass back into Chris's groin fast and hard, grasping tight to the innertube's rubber surface for support. All about them, tiny and closely packed ripples from their her quick movements spread out over the relatively smooth water of the river.

"Oh, God, Chris," Jennifer groaned, "Oh fucking God, I need you."

As good as it felt, Jennifer knew she couldn't cum like this; the man's manipulation of her clit was nice, but she needed more penetration as the most sensitive place on her body wasn't the little nub at the front of her vaginal canal but was instead the interior front of it, right behind her clitoris. She pulled off of Chris's cock, moved about the tube and his body frantically, and ended up laying on her front side on the tube between his feet.

"Put it back in," she said as she slipped back toward his groin; Chris's body was pushed downward into the tube's central emptiness, and she had to warn him playfully, "Don't fall through!"

It took some doing, but Jennifer finally got what she was after: Chris lay in the tube's hole, his butt mostly in the water, his balls too at times; she was in his lap in a reverse cowgirl, with his cock sunk deep inside her while her legs hung down into the water around his own upper thighs; and with her hands and arms reaching over the top of the tube and Chris's hands clutching her hips to drive her back and forth, Jennifer was soon moaning and groaning out at the pleasure that was quickly building within her.

"Oh my God, Chris, oh my God," she was crying out to him, "you're gonna make me cum, you're gonna make me cum, just keep going like that, you're gonna make me cum!"

Jennifer had been looking to Angel's tube frequently as the man behind her continued to ram her pussy. The river was taking a hard turn to the right ahead, and the blond was hoping that maybe Angel would be out of sight when she herself exploded in ecstasy. While what she and Chris were doing was incredible and while she wasn't sorry they were doing it, Jennifer didn't really want her new female friend to see her burst out in orgasm upon the cock of the man with whom she lived.

That concern was soon moot, though, as Angel's head slowly broke through the surface of the water directly before Jennifer's pleasure filled face. Jennifer ceased her bodily motions in an instant, staring at the unexpected sight before her and lost in regards to how she was supposed to respond.

But then she noticed that Angel was holding an extended finger to her lips, indicating silence. Jennifer realized that the other woman's close proximity to the tube and the visibility of only her head meant that Chris couldn't see Angel. The woman in the water whispered as if it was supposed to mean something, "Cold water good."

Jennifer smiled, giggled, and resumed her body's movements upon Chris's cock. Angel moved closer still, taking the other woman's hands into her own, then interlacing their fingers as they looked into each other's eyes. After a long moment, Angel asked in a whisper, "Chris is good, yes?"

Jennifer was close, and all she could manage was a rapid, excited nod of her head. Her face was bound up in an expression of impending explosion, and air was sucked in, held, and released in loud gushes. And then, after a long held breath and a desperate look to the other woman, Jennifer emptied her lungs in a loud cry of deep euphoric pleasure.

And Angel just smiled...

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Chris had been expecting just some time fooling around, really low-key, so he was surprised when Jennifer got impatient and turned herself around to really start fucking. Not that he was about to complain.

“God, you’re tight, Jen!” He didn’t know if she liked being called Jen or not, but he needed to save his breath. At least Angel seemed to have rounded a corner or something. He couldn’t see her at all. All he could see was Jennifer’s back all the way down to her tight ass as she bounced on his aching cock. He hadn’t had sex in months, not counting the handjob from Angel that he still didn’t know about, so he wasn’t going to last long.

Thankfully, as Angel said, cold water good, and Chris was able to hold off long enough to hear Jennifer cry out her orgasm just before he pumped her full of his hot cum. It was such a release, and such a contrast from the tense lovemaking he’d had with Liz for the last year or so before she left him, that he was a bit overwhelmed. He closed his eyes and lay back, heaving great gulps of air, relaxing in the cold water.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Angel's eyes widened and her mouth fell open at the sight and sound of her new friend climaxing hard and long. She didn't quite understand exactly what was happening, but she knew somehow -- like shopping for clothes or talking to Rufus or playing in the cold water of the river -- that this was good, so very good.

Jennifer's fingers tightened around Angel's own as the waves of ecstasy raced through her entire being. Luckily, Chris hadn't cum before her, so he'd continued to pump hard into her even after she herself had lost control of her body and just sort of rode it out. Eventually, as she'd reached and surpassed her orgasmic peak and began the slow, delightful descent into the euphoric aftermath, Jennifer opened her eyes to find Angel staring at her with a wide smile.

"Yes," she said without the context being immediately apparent. She clarified with a laugh, "Yes, Angel. Chris is good."

By then, Chris had cum, too, and curious about whether he was enjoying this as Jennifer was, Angel reached her arms up around the other woman's neck to lift herself up out of the water enough to see her landlord. Chris's head was laid back, and his chest was rising and falling dramatically as he drew and exhales deep breaths.

As she tried to keep her hold on Jennifer's neck and while Jennifer herself tried to make herself more comfortable against the rubber of the raft, Chris's still rock hard cock popped out of the store clerk's pussy with the swinging force of rock loaded trebuchet. A big droplet of mixed cum/pussy lube flopped up onto the man's tight belly, and Angel smiled with recognition.

"Spurt! Spurt!" she said without concern that Chris was realizing that she was right there. She pulled her head back enough to look into Jennifer's eyes, laughed, and said cryptically, "Rufus say spurt breeding is good, like cold water."

Jennifer had absolutely no fucking idea what the hell any of that meant, but she couldn't help but crack up in laughter that was interrupted in part by her still-labored breathing.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Angel! What the fuck!? A little warning!

or

Angel! I’m so sorry! You weren’t supposed to see that!

or

Let me explain, Angel…

Chris could have said any of those things, and they would’ve made sense, in that context. Instead, such were the depths of everything-she-does-is-weird-so-what-the-fuck-ever that he had sunk to, that this was what he said:

“Oh, hey Angel, wanna climb on?”

Then, he heard her say what Rufus had “told” her, and he countered: “You’re getting too much of your life advice from that dog, Angel.”

When Jennifer looked at him in confusion, he just smiled and winked. It wasn’t like him to be this casual about everything, but then again, it wasn’t like him to have orgasms that were that good, either.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“You’re getting too much of your life advice from that dog, Angel.”

Jennifer obvious was lost, and the only help Angel gave her was, "Rufus is a good dog, Rufus is my friend."

She looked back to Chris, then to his cock, which was still hard and glistening in the midafternoon sunshine all covered in sloppy sex fluids. Then, still smiling, she said, "Angel going to swim with the fishes."

And with that, she let go of Jennifer's neck and disappeared beneath the river's surface. A few seconds later, an amazing 30 yards away, her feet kicked above the surface as if she was preparing to dive down deeper into what was the water body's deepest portion. And then she was just gone.

"You have the weirdest friends," Jennifer said with a shake of her head. She struggled to turn herself around, parting and flopping her legs over the innertube to each side of Chris; her pussy was on full display, its pink lips swollen from the physical treatment they'd just received. She shook her head again, telling him, "Chris ... that was the most incredible orgasm I've had in forever. Fuck![/i]"

She looked to her swimsuit bottoms which were barely still slung over the tube's edge. She knew she should put it on and end this little encounter of theirs, but in all honesty, she was ready for more from the man.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Chris was on Cloud Nine. He felt good about himself for the first time in ages, and he also just felt good. It’s amazing what a good time with a hot and fun woman could do for a man.

“That was pretty incredible for me, too.” He waved her towards him. “Here, lay back like this.”

Jennifer lay on her back against Chris’s body, thankfully ignoring her bikini bottoms for now. He ran his hands down her body and started gently massaging her crotch, knowing she was probably still sensitive after her orgasm. He didn’t even touch her clit at first, just softly stroking nearby.

“Angel’s pretty special, Jennifer. Before I met her, I probably would’ve just stammered and frozen when you told me you wanted to fuck. And then I might’ve just run away.”

He smiled at the contrast between that and what had ended up happening. “To be clear, the reason I would’ve been intimidated is because you’re so hot. Like, really hot.”

When she opened her mouth to answer, he ran his fingertip over her clit, just to keep her on her toes. Then, he went back to a more casual touch, increasing the stimulation agonizingly slowly. “Let me know when we’re close to that spot you mentioned.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “Once we’re there, I’ll let you come.”

He still didn’t see Angel, but somehow he knew that she would find them.

It took a while to reach the spot, and Chris had to slow his fingers down a couple times to keep Jennifer from coming, but eventually she breathlessly pointed to a grassy hill next to the shoreline, and Chris paddled over with one hand while he slid two fingers from the other inside Jennifer’s swollen sheath. He pulled up on his fingers to hit that sensitive patch right behind her clit, pinch her between his fingers and thumb. Just when they got close enough to feel the smooth rocks under the water, she seized up in climax. Chris loved how reactive she was, and he would happily bring her off over and over again to see that reaction.

After she came, Chris managed to get his feet underneath him and stand up, cradling Jennifer in his arms so he could carry her and lay her down on the soft grass. Then, he walked back to the innertube to pull it up out of the water, and he picked up her bikini bottoms. He made a show of folding them up and putting them in his pocket.

“I think I’ll hold onto these for now. If you want them back, you can ask nicely,” he said with a smile to let her know he was kidding.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Angel’s pretty special, Jennifer,” Chris said, describing how after just the one day, she had affected him so positively.

"There is definitely something about her," his newest lover agreed. "When you were shopping in my department, I felt drawn to her, and I don't mean just 'cause she's so incredibly cute and sexy all at the same time. I mean, it was like, I dunno, like, like I was under a spell or something.

"And this morning ... oh, Jesus, Chris, yeah, like that," Jennifer moaned, interrupting her explanation as his fingers touched her just right. She writhed a bit, then leaned in and got her first kiss from him. He'd fucked her to orgasm, cumming inside her, and she was only just now pressing her lips to his for the first time. When their mouth's parted, she looked down the river at a splashing that was obviously Angel nearly leaving the water like a fucking dolphin before disappearing under the surface again. "What was I saying...? Oh, this morning. I mean I never come down here to the river, not to swim or sunbathe or pickup on guys. If I want to do any of that, I know guys who can get me into private clubs or resorts with clean pools, tanning beds, and hot, older guys with money and fast cars."

Jennifer laughed, realizing that that made her sound like even more of a slut than fucking a guy who was practically a stranger on an innertube in the middle of a public waterway. She looked toward Angel's last sighting again and continued, "But something drew me down here, like a voice in my head. I know this will sound crazy, but ... I honestly think Angel was calling me down here..."

She looked back to Chris, smiled again, and finished, "...to fuck you. I think maybe she wanted that. Wanted us to be together."

The entire time she'd been talking, Chris had been pleasuring her gently, but now he set about pushing her to the edge of climax. Jennifer's attention shifted from his face to her crotch to the river -- looking for Angel -- to the shore, on which she was certain there were people watching the man beneath her fingering her pussy. They hit the shore with no one in sight, and Chris drove Jennifer to another spectacular orgasm.

As if on cue, Angel appeared, popping up out of the river like one of those Asian Carps in the Mississippi and landing on her feet in just inches of water. She hurried up to the shore and dropped next to the still heavily breathing Jennifer.

"Chris says clothes on not in Chris's place," she said cryptically about Jennifer's lack of a bikini bottom. "Clothes off only at Chris's place, inside. Rufus doesn't agree, but Chris says."

Jennifer laughed at the other young woman's strangeness, then decided to try to learn more about Angel and her relationship with Chris. Looking to the male who'd just fucked her but speaking to female who Jennifer honestly thought was responsible for all this, she asked, "Angel, have you been naked in Chris's house?"

"No clothes good in Chris's place," the younger woman said, thinking she was answering the question accurately.

"You've been naked in Chris's place ... with Chris there," Jennifer continued, smiling up at the man who had returned from the beach and was now tuning into the inquiry. When Angel confirmed, Jennifer clarified, "You've been naked with Chris ... with Chris right there, with you."

Again, Angel nodded, smiling broadly as she looked between her two friends. Then she surprised Jennifer with, "And naked with Chris in Jennifer's store before Jennifer meets Angel and Chris and helps shop for good clothes."

Jennifer was beaming with joy at the girl's blunt honesty. After a moment of contemplating what to ask next, Jennifer -- still looking directly at her new lover -- went right to the question for which she wanted an honest answer, one she wasn't entirely sure Chris would give her. "Angel, have you had sex with Chris?"

"No," Angel said quickly. A moment passed, then she did some clarifying herself. "Not sex good like Jennifer and Chris do on the water. Just spurting."

When Jennifer turned her eyes to her with a confused expression, Angel held her hand up before her with her fingers and thumb curled and began making a jerking off gesture. "Rufus tell Angel that Chris needed fun feeling, so Angel hold Chris's appendage and make it spurt last night."

Both women turned their heads simultaneously to look up at Chris, with the one he hadn't yet fucked asking, "Chris enjoyed spurt last night, yes?"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Oh, Angel, that was you? I thought that was just a dream…”

Should he apologize? Be upset? He didn’t want to give Angel a complex; she was so impressionable in some ways. And it wasn’t like he wanted her to feel bad about giving him an orgasm. Hell, he should be thanking her! Maybe he should thank Rufus, too. Nah, that dog has caused enough trouble, he joked internally, still assuming that Angel wasn’t actually talking with Rufus.

Overcome with several conflicting emotions, Chris pulled Angel up off the grass and wrapped her in a tight hug, trying his best to ignore all the smooth flesh pressed against him. While he held her, he said in a low voice: “Thank you, Angel. That was a wonderful gift.”

After squeezing her tight for a few more seconds, he let go and pursed his lips in thought. “Angel, maybe we should go home and talk. What do you think about that?”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Oh, Angel, that was you? I thought that was just a dream…”

"Dream good," Angel said, remembering the expression on Chris's face when his cock began leaping in her curled fingers last night. She found herself in his arms a moment later, and she wrapped her own arms around him. He felt good against her, and she smiled down to Jennifer. "Chris good."

When Chris suggested that maybe they should go home to talk, the other woman laughed in shock and said, "Excuse me, but..."

She opened her thighs to flash her still naked privates, then clamped them shut again. "I'd do better walking around town if I wasn't naked down yonder, think?"

Angel laughed, reached into the pocket of Chris's shorts -- brushing incidentally along his spurting appendage -- and removed the bikini bottoms. Tossing them at Jennifer, she told Chris, "I want to good water with Jennifer."

She disengaged from Chris, grabbed one of the tubes, and ran for the water, calling back, "Jennifer, come good water with Angel!"

Again, she performed her almost inhuman leap out onto the river, landing perfectly, and rolling over to lay in the tube. On shore, Jennifer -- now again dressed -- moved over into Chris's arms to kiss him erotically before saying, "I'll watch out for her, okay? I promise. I won't let anything happen to her."

The impression Jennifer had gotten was that Angel wanted to be alone with her. Angel hadn't said so, of course; like this morning, when Jennifer had felt driven to come to the river, she just knew Angel wanted the two of them to float the water without Chris as a third wheel.

"Go back up and get the car and meet us down at the 44th street dock, okay?" Jennifer asked. She reached a hand down to grope the man's cock, telling him with a smile, "I enjoyed you."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Mmmmmm, I enjoyed you, too, Jennifer.”

Chris was quick to get back to his car and drive to the dock, but with the walk back upriver it took him long enough that the girls were waiting for him by the time he got there. He wasn’t sure what had happened on the river. Jennifer seemed a little flush, but that could easily have been from what he’d done to her before. Angel just looked like her usual sunny self.

Chris packed away the deflated innertubes and handed out towels before asking Jennifer where he could drop her off. She insisted that she would get a ride on her own, so after Chris exchanged numbers with her, he opened the passenger door for Angel to get in.

He couldn’t wait to get home. Finding out that she had given him his first orgasm in months, an explosive sleeping handjob, was a mental trip for him. He was very attracted to her; might’ve even been developing feelings for her, but he knew almost nothing about her, and he still wasn’t sure how much she understood about the world.

He still didn’t know if she had been isolated from people for the first couple decades of her life or not, or he would be trying to find out what her first language was to try to communicate with her more effectively. Whatever her life on the island had been like, it must have been very difficult, but she remained her bubbly demeanor, and even made Chris look at life more optimistically.

The first part of the drive was uncharacteristically quiet between the two of them. For Chris, he was nervous about having a more explicit conversation about sex with Angel. For once, he didn’t know what was going through her mind.

And then they hit a stoplight. Chris waited for the light to turn green, but it didn’t. He looked over at Angel to apologize.

“Sorry, Angel, I don’t know what’s going on.”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Mmmmmm, I enjoyed you, too, Jennifer.”

She laughed as she moved up close to him, kissed him for only the second time, then said with a devilish smirk, "I know you did. I can feel you leaking down the inside of my thigh."

Jennifer laughed, gave Angel a hug goodbye, and headed for the public restroom to wash Chris's cum off the inside of her leg. She would have no trouble finding a ride to wherever she wanted to go dressed as she was. Normally, she would have had a bag with a pair of shorts or a skirt and a cropped tee or some sort of covering blouse. But today was anything but normal. She still couldn't explain having come down here today, and yet she wasn't in the least sorry she had.

In Chris's car heading the opposite direction, Angel was studying her surroundings in relative silence; her only sounds were to the songs on the radio, one after another after another as she repeatedly tapped the Search button, jumping them from one station to another to another.

They arrived at a light that went red just as they neared it, and after what seemed like forever to him, Chris apologized, “Sorry, Angel, I don’t know what’s going on.”

She didn't understand and asked, and Chris explained the traffic light to her. She looked up to the bright red light; she tracked the horizontal pole on which it was mounted to the vertical one that reached to the ground; she scanned the corner of the intersection and studied the stainless steel box there that had the words Department of Transportation on it; she unbuckled, sat up on her knees, and leaned out of the open window to look down to the pavement, finding a concrete cut reaching out into the intersection, where the magnetic sensor coils were buried to detect when a metallic automobile had passed over them.

"Green light good, red light bad," Angel paraphrased Chris's explanation of how the traffic signal worked. Then, smiling, she simply said, "Green light good, green light go."

And that instant, the light changed green. Now, that might have seemed a coincidence to the driver, but there were twelve more lights between where they were then and where he lived on the other side of town. And every time they reached one that was turning yellow or red or already was the latter, Angel only giggled and said, "Green light good, green light go."

And each time, the light changed to green in an instant.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Chris noted the lights change, but surely it was a coincidence. He’d never seen lights go from yellow to green, but still: There was no chance that Angel was doing anything to the traffic lights. That was just too strange an idea to even be possible. Chris thought about asking her about it, but honestly: he just had too many thoughts in his head at once, and he needed to pick something to shove aside for now. Since the traffic light question was just so far out there, he had to ignore it for now.

He pulled into the garage and closed the door, looking over at Angel smiling in the passenger seat. He paused for a moment, just looking at her beautiful face. It was strange: he felt himself falling for this girl, but he had just fucked Jennifer less than an hour ago, and he felt no guilt about it. It wasn’t that he was heartless, but something told him that Angel had wanted him to fuck her, even pushed them together. He wasn’t sure how he was so confident about this, but he was.

Angel might not have noticed, but Chris’s voice was different when he spoke to her. Usually, he had spoken in a patient, but matter-of-fact tone. Now, his tone was more wistful, emotional; his smile reaching all the way up to his eyes. “Thanks for taking me to the river, Angel.” He started gathering his things. “Do you want to take a shower first or should I?”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Angel had been having fun playing with the electrical circuits of the traffic lights. She didn't know how she was able to do what she was doing, but then she didn't care; it was fun, and that was all that mattered.

“Thanks for taking me to the river, Angel.”

"Cold water good," she said again, adding, "Chris and Jennifer in the cold water was good, too. Jennifer likes Chris. Is good, too."

She didn't know if that made any sense to him, but she was too busy to worry about that as she had things to do. When Chris asked who should use the shower first, Angel quickly said, "Chris should. I have to talk to a friend."

She practically bounced out of the garage, heading for the fence line. There, she was met by the awaiting golden retriever, and they spent the next several minutes conversing while Rufus's lesbian owners sat on their back porch and stared in amazement.

The next time Chris saw her was when she opened the shower door and -- naked -- stepped into the hot, steaming water. She held her hands upward in a sort of field goal arrangement and said with her trademark smile, "Chris washes Angel, yes?"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Chris assumed Angel was talking about Rufus, and he smiled to himself as he walked into the shower and locked the door, stripping off his trunks and stepping into the hot water to wash the water, sweat, and Jennifer off his body.

Somehow, even though he had locked the door behind him, he didn’t feel very surprised that Angel had just effortlessly opened the door. He had a brief thought that he should be more concerned about two impossible things happening so close together, but Angel’s naked body was too distracting, and he just couldn’t wrap his mind around the issue.

He just stood there and watched her for a moment before breaking into a smile. The part of him that was concerned about propriety and making sure Angel was aware of all the implications of this kind of intimacy was getting quieter and quieter, and it lost this battle.

“Come on, Angel, let’s get you cleaned off.”

His shower was large, more than large enough for two people, especially when one of them was as petite as Angel. She stepped closer on the dark gray tile, and Chris lifted her arm to start rubbing his bar of soap up and down her slender arm. He continued rubbing the soap over her lithe torso and shapely legs, spending more time than was strictly necessary on her pert little breasts and the pink slit between her legs. The sight of her and the feel of her skin under his hands had him steel-hard in the large, steamy shower.

He really wanted to ask her to clean him, too, but he knew it was taking advantage. Even though he thought she would want to, he couldn’t bring himself to bring it up, pausing and hoping instead that she would volunteer.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Come on, Angel, let’s get you cleaned off.”

"Clean is good," she said as Chris began running the bar of soap and his subsequently soapy hands over her wet flesh. "I like good."

He began her arms, went to her shoulders, down her sides, across her belly; the entire time she watched his eyes, though most of the time his eyes were on whatever part of her his hands were touching. Angel noticed as he moved to her hips, her thighs, her legs, and -- lifting them for his convenience -- that Chris didn't touch any of the parts of her body that were different than his own...

...until he did. And when he did, running a soapy hand over a firm breast and its pert nipple, Angel drew a deep breath from the pleasure of it. She'd expected it, the touch itself. But as she'd never been touched there before, the sensation of it was still something she hadn't expected. It affected her in ways of which she couldn't have known; her nipples hardened suddenly, growing to twice their previous size, and at the meeting of her thighs she felt a tingle that made her clench the muscles there.

"Good," Angel said softly, referring to the feel of Chris's hands there. He then touched her in that tingling spot, rubbing his fingers over her labia without separating them. She drew another deep breath as a chill ran up her spine and exploded goose flesh over much of her exterior. Again, but with more emotion, she murmured, "Good."

When Chris met her gaze, Angel asked him, "Why do humans do good with each other?"

She didn't know whether he would understand that she was asking why did his species have sex because she was still a bit hazy about sex and, truthfully, didn't even know the word. Rufus, after all, had referred to it as breeding and had said that he did it to spread his seed; the dog had never said anything about pleasure.

After she'd asked the question, only then did it occur to her that she'd asked her question as if she herself wasn't a human.