Boulder
I’d been so fucking close, but again Christina had stopped me before we got to actual intercourse. I had touched her, kissed her, licked her, tasted her and it had been fucking amazing.
Her body was soft and delicate, fragile and fine. She didn’t have scars or tattoos like me. Hair didn’t grow on her chest or in a line down to her belly like it did on me. Christina only had a sweet triangle of dark curly hair on her pussy that made me absolutely insane.
She was all woman, and I loved everything about her body. Finally, being able to bury my head between her thighs and tasting female nectar for the first time was everything I thought it would be. I had read about it and seen movie clips of men and women doing it, but this time I’d experienced it in real life, and it was the biggest turn-on to hear her breathing become faster and deeper in response.
With the hardest boner in my pants, I’d been so ready to go all the way and finally find out if it was true that being with a woman was much better than a sex-bot.
I’d ground against her, enjoyed the sight of her brown hair spread over the pillow and her beautiful eyes looking up at me with warmth. Everything was going so well until I opened my pants to let out my instrument, which made Christina freak out and push at my chest to get away.
“What’s wrong?” I asked
“Your thing.”
I looked down and saw the tip of my cock pointing up at her belly. Everything looked normal to me.
“It’s way too big,” she complained and furrowed her brow.
“What are you talking about, I’m completely normal.”
She made a sound indicating that I had to be delusional. “You’re…. you’re huge.”
Since my best friend was frightening her, I tucked him away and rolled down next to her. “What did you expect?”
“In my local sex center the sex-bots’ penises are adjustable to your preference. I always choose medium, and what you have doesn’t come close,” she said and looked almost accusingly at me.
“Why would you have sex-bots with small dicks?” I asked confused.
“They’re not small. They’re just the right size. If they were bigger it would be painful, and nobody likes that.”
I closed my eyes and exhaled. “Christina, trust me, I’m very normal for a man.”
“How do you know – have you ever compared yourself to others?”
“Uh-huh.”
She widened her eyes. “Right, I forgot about your teenage experiments.”
“It wasn’t just that. But we showered together and shared rooms at the academy, I saw plenty of other guys to know my size compared to others.
“And you’re average?”
I propped myself on my elbow and she did the same, facing me. “Yep, I’m perfectly normal. Khan is tiny,” I lied and grinned. “It’s crooked too but don’t tell him I told you so.” I placed a hand over her hip and lifted my middle finger, hoping that Khan would both hear and see my protest of his spying on us.
“Why would I speak to Khan about such intimate matters?” she asked with that sweet triangle forming between her brows.
“Oh, you know, he’s not big on personal boundaries, so I’m sure he wouldn’t be offended if you asked him to see his small crooked dick. Believe me, he would have no qualms asking to see your naked body.”
She pulled her cover higher. “I would never let him see me without clothes on, and I certainly have no interest in seeing any part of him naked.”
“Good.”
“I don’t trust him,” she said.
“Who, Khan?”
“Yes, he’s trying too hard to be polite to me. I mean he definitely has a silver tongue and a charming smile, but the way he tricked me was awful.”
I lifted her hand and kissed it. “I don’t know, I’m kinda liking being your husband.”
She lowered her head and spoke softly. “Just don’t forget that I’m only staying for a little while.”
I didn’t like to think about it and kissed her to stop her from saying any more.
Christina
We fell asleep holding hands and woke up with my head resting on his chest. I think it made Boulder happy, because he was whistling when we went down to have breakfast.
Magni, Laura, Khan, and Erika were already there when we joined them.
“Christina, may I please introduce you to my mother, Erika,” Khan said with a cordial smile.
I walked over to offer the older woman my hands. “May peace surround you,” I said and although she looked at her sons with slight confusion at first, she eventually took my hands and returned my friendly smile.
“It’s a great honor to meet a woman from the Motherlands,” Erika said and gestured for me to take a seat between her and Khan.
“Boulder, there was a message from the Motherlands this morning. They’re expecting a status report from Christina as soon as possible.” Khan was looking at Boulder.
“Excuse me, but why are you talking to Boulder when the matter clearly concerns me?” I asked Khan.
Laura gave a small gasp and Erika put a hand on my arm. “Matters of the state aren’t for us to concern our pretty heads with. The men will take care of it.”
I gave her a stiff smile. “I’m sure they will, but I wasn’t raised to obey men and I’m fully capable of speaking for myself.”
Erika squirmed in her seat and Laura sat quietly with her shoulders up and eyes looking down at her folded hands.
“If only the Momsies didn’t block us from connecting to their network we could just send it from here, but I’m afraid we’ll have to record a message and deliver it to the border,” Khan complained.
“Do you have a messenger?” Boulder asked. “Christina wants to go digging and I plan on working from there.”
“It’s fine, I didn’t expect you to go. I’ll send one of my guards.” Khan picked up a pastry and finally addressed me. “Will you kindly make a recording that assures the council that you’re being treated well?”
I nodded and scooped up another spoonful of the delicious rhubarb yogurt, hoping that it truly was non-dairy as they promised me the first morning.
After breakfast, I held up my wristband and recorded a message for Councilwoman Pearl.
“Thank you for your concern. I hope this message finds you in peace and comfort. I’m pleased to report that I’m in good health and finally working on the digging site, which is looking promising. It took me a while to get started because selecting the right bodyguard turned out to be more problematic than I’d ever imagined.” I left out the details and continued by introducing Boulder. “This is Alexander, who has been kind enough to dedicate his next few months to keeping me safe. Say hi, Boulder.” I swung the wristband in his direction and my big scary-looking friend raised a large hand in greeting.
“Hey, council Momsies, come see us sometime,” he said with a crooked smile.
The rest of the day I spent at the digging site and it wasn’t until we returned that we understood something was very wrong.