Qur sat in the chair near his bed with his head resting against the wall and his hand on Grace's hip as she dozed in his narrow bed. He wasn't plan on touching her, but she had sleepily reached out and grabbed it, clutching his palm tightly as she planted it on her. He didn't have the heart to move it, so he remained in place as he let his mind review the battle.
It was one of the most difficult battles he had ever been. Against lesser opponents, working with Luap and Palapus had allowed them to dominate most space battles. With his coordination, Luap's hacking, and Palapus almost supernatural ability to move in space, they were able to decisively win and prevent further loss.
But against these two, he was up against people with the same skills as them. And it didn't feel like they had won when it was all over; so many people were killed and he hated it. While Qur didn't have Luap's or Hirhu's moral code against killing, there was an unspoken rule that kept kidnappers and raiders from escalating to murder if they didn't take the first step. Nanny and Ciluk didn't have those compunctions and they were willing to sacrifice their own mercenaries as proof.
He shook his head, as much as he hated to think it, he was glad they were no longer staining the universe.
“You look unhappy,” Merci said from the door into the bathroom.
Qur looked over.
She had one of his towels wrapped around her lithe body, the thick material padding over the swell of her breasts and the bottom skimming along her hips. Her cock head dangled just in sight at the bottom, swaying back and forth as she used a second towel to dry her short hair.
“Post-battle anxiety. Trying to figure out where I went wrong.”
Merci smiled and pulled down the towel on her head. Her spiky black hair was drooping slightly as she glanced back into the bathroom and then tossed the towel onto the counter inside. Glancing at him, she gave him a smile, and then unhooked the other towel from her breasts and tugged it aside.
His heart beat faster as her beautiful body was revealed. Slightly pink from scrubbing clean, she was a vision of a goddess. Her breasts stood up, tipped with nipples that were begging to be sucked. Her hips were narrow with just a perfect little flare to make her tight, bubble butt stick out.
He smiled as his eyes trailed down to her half-hard shaft. It was a healthy seventeen centimeters or so long with small, shaved balls nestled underneath. There were still some indentions over her pubis from wearing the cock cage for an extended period of time.
“Like what you see?” Merci said with a purr.
Qur lifted his eyes and he smiled. “Very much so.”
“Good,” Merci said as she walked toward him, her hips and shaft swaying. “Because I heard you putting Grace down and I was hoping the same quality service for myself.” Her shaft grew, thickening and standing up to aim her toward him.
Qur straightened in his seat. “I am here to serve.”
She smelled nice as she nestled up to him. “Good,” she said. Then her eyes drifted to his narrow bed.
“Your sister is occupying my bed, so I—”
Merci reached over, planted her hands on Grace's backside and her shoulders, and pushed hard.
Grace let out a grumbling snarl and rolled over. Her bare breasts flashed in the air as the blanket slipped off. She continued rolling to the side until her back was pressed against the far wall. Eyes fluttered, she glared at her sister. “Dick.”
“Cunt, you have to share your toys.”
“What… ever….” Grace's eyes fluttered as she closed them and slumped against the pillow.
Qur shook his head and stood up. He was still naked from Grace. His muscular body shone from the steam from the bathroom and his own excitement.
Merci glanced down at him and reached over. Her small hand wrapped around his cock, her fingertips barely closing around his girth. Giving him a sultry look, she leaned over as she pumped him. “Now, normally this slutty cunt would be on her knees doing her best to stuff this entire monster into my throat.”
His cock thickened in her grip. She knew exactly how to please him, from her fingertips curling underneath his balls toward his taint to the way she rolled her palm over his swollen heat. It didn't take long before soft slick noises were rising up from her palm.
He reached down and tried to pull her hand away. “I wasn't expecting you to do that.”
Expecting? No. But he was definitely thinking about Merci's pillowy lips wrapped around his cock and the wet gagging noises escaping her throat as he fucked her face.
She smiled and tugged him toward her by his cock. “I didn't say I wasn't going to. But tonight…” The smile faltered and he could see a hint of the horror in her eyes. “Please? Just help me sleep like you did Grace?”
Qur pried her hand free of his cock. He stood up in front of her, tower her with his height. His shoulders were easily twice hers. Reaching down, he wrapped his fingers around her shaft.
She had soft skin but she was just as hard as himself. Merci let out a soft whimper as she stepped back against his bed.
He pushed her back and up onto the edge of the bed. “Tonight, I'm going to do just that. First, I think I'm going to such on this delicious girl cock, then maybe work my way down further to that tight little pucker of yours.”
Merci's shaft pulsed his hand. She sat up further on the bed as her knees spread apart.
“And I'm going to eat it like you're my favorite desert. Then, either I'm going to spread your legs even further apart and shove my cock so deep into you that you'll find it harder to breath—”
Whimpering, Merci parted her lips. Her cock began to drool into his palm.
He used it for lubrication, stroking from tip to balls and back again. “—or I'm going to prop you up on your knees and take you from behind, driving you into that big pillow of mine until you pass out with my cum dribbling out of your little ass.”
“Bussy,” whispered Merci. “I like calling it my bussy.”
“Well, let me taste your bussy and you decide how you want to be put to sleep.”
She moaned.
He shoved both hands between her legs and spread them obscenely. As he did, he lowered himself to his knees until Merci's cock towered over him.
“Oh my,” she moaned.
He didn't hesitate as he licked her from balls to tip. The salty sweet taste was perfect for him. He looked up into her eyes as he licked her again, wrapping his thick tongue around the edge of shaft as he worked his mouth.
Her cock jumped against his lips.
He opened his mouth and caught her tip. Levering it toward him, he enjoyed the hardness that slipped into his mouth. he sucked on ehr crown before pulling it deeper. It wasn't enough to get into his throat but he could feel it tickling the back as he buried his face against the soft, perfumed skin of her pubis.
“Oh gods,” Merci moaned. She grabbed his head with one hand, pressing down.
He held himself still for a moment, gulping loudly as he laved the bottom of her cock with his tongue. He could feel her soft balls tickling his lips. With a grin, he opened his mouth and sucked both of them into his mouth; the girth puffed out his cheeks slightly.
Whimpering, Merci's grip tightened on his head. “Oh yes, right there.”
He rolled her balls against his tongue as he drove her cock head further into the back of his throat. Then, he pulled back, letting one of Merci's testicles pop out and the other.
She shuddered, her eyes crossing. Her grip tightened. “More… please.”
He smiled and swallowed her again, pulling her into the tight warmth of his mouth. He built up a rhythm, gulping at the hard shaft as he worked his lips at her base, then slowly drew up to enjoy every pulse and ridge until he was kissing her tip.
His fingers kneaded her inner thighs before he brought one hand up under to slid along her perineum and down the moist, tight little hole.
Merci shuddered and leaned back, resting against her sister's legs. She hiked up one leg as she gave him more access. She let out soft, wordless groans of pleasure.
Encouraged, Qur continued to bob up and down as he worked his finger into her tight bussy. There was a little lubrication from the shower, but it didn't matter. The hole wasn't painfully tight, just snug. Soon he found himself pumping one digit in and out in time with his strokes along her cock.
“You… do that, I'm not going to last long.”
Qur pulled himself off. “You still want to get fucked if you cum?”
Merci whimpered and nodded sharply. He noticed that she had her other hand in her sister's, squeezing tight.
Grace's hips moved slightly.
“Then I want to taste you before I get to eat you out.”
Merci's cock pulsed in his mouth.
He went back to sucking on her, enjoying every salty flavor as he plunged one finger into her ass until he felt he could add a second.
Her tight hole resisted his second finger for only a few seconds before he was able to sink into deep.
Impaling her, he pumped and sought her prostate as he increased his stroked on her cock. He could feel her growing harder and wetter with every second, encouraging by the hot pulses that came when he tapped in her inner buttons.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh—” Merci cried out. Her cock surged twice and then fired ropes of cum into his mouth.
He swirled around her seed in his mouth, tasting it in the sharp flavor. Burying his fingers deep, he massaged her button to get as much of her cum out of her balls and into his throat.
She came a lot, more than he expected. He pulled back and opened mouth widely to show the last few ropes shooting form her shaft into the puddle of creamy white on his cock. That only seemed to encourage her even more as she let out a wail of pleasure and shot out a few more ropes across his face before slumping back. “Fuck.”
Qur swished his mouth before swallowing loudly.
Merci's eyes glittered. “Show me,” she whispered.
He opened his now empty mouth.
“Fuck that's hot.”
“May I?” he asked, gesturing down to her spread legs.
She nodded.
He kept his eyes locked on hers as he worked his mouth past the still-hard cock, past the cute little balls, and down to her sphincter. Pulling his fingers out, he pressed his lips and tongue against her hole.
Merci let out a moan of pleasure and lifted her hips up to him. Her muscles flexed around him as she hiked one leg on his shoulder and then the other.
Qur began to feast on her bussy, laving and slurping at the little hole. He could taste soap and sweat and the hint of cum as he shoved his thick tongue into her tight hole. He plunged it deep and pulled it out, fucking her with with his mouth as she writhed against his hand.
He let her guide him, tilting and twisting his head back and forth.
She tasted wonderful. The soft skin of cheeks against his were a delicacy he would never forget. He enjoyed every flex of her ring on his tongue, the flex of her thighs around his head, and even the tiny thrusts that ground her balls into his forehead.
“Fuck me.”
He almost missed her words.
Merci pushed his head back.
He looked up, his face glistening with saliva and cum.
“Please… I need you inside me.”
Standing up, Qur let his thick cock thud against her inner thigh.
Merci gasped as she rolled over onto her hands and knees. She leaned over her sister's body until their faces were close to each other.
Grace looked up, smiled, and kissed Merci on the lips.
Merci moaned and spread her knees, giving him complete access to her twitching hole as she kissed her sister back. They clasped hands together.
Qur lined himself up to the glistening hole. His thick crown toward Merci's bussy; it looked almost too big to fit but he knew that she could handle his length. Gripping her hips with both hands, he pushed up against her hole.
Merci let out a soft gasp of pleasure, the sound punctuated by the muffled sounds as she kissed her sister passionately.
He sank into her bussy, his thick cock stretching her out. The darker shaft disappeared into her paler body, filling her completely as he worked a third of his length into her before pulling out. He watched as her ring clung to his shaft, puckering out. With a soft groan of his own, he pushed it back into teh saliva-slicked hole.
It didn't take him long before he was pumping into her. Driving his entire length into her glorious hot, tight body. His balls smacked up against hers, dwarfing them as he gentle pummeled her in to another orgasm.
He felt every pulse of heat and every moan.
The two sisters never stopped kissing. It wasn't a passionate but more of a slow, loving touch as they squeezed each other and nestled against each other.
He didn't know what Merci wanted, but didn't dare interrupt them. Instead, he continued his slow pounding until he felt another orgasm ripple through her body. Then, he accelerated his own thrusts to make sure she would go to sleep with his cum leaking out of her gaping hole.
The smack of flesh on skin filled the room, mixed with moans from both girls.
His own orgasm was almost tender and sweet, a flooding of Merci's bowels as eh unloaded into her. The wet slurps of his shafts grew louder as he finished pumping into her.
Then, without another word, Merci slumped forward.
Qur pulled back to let his thick cock slurp out of her hole.
The sight of her gaping ass was breathtaking.
Merci slipped up against her sister, sliding down until she was spooning Grace. She reached out and hugged her, their fingers intertwining as she settled down into place. Cum bubbled out from her buttocks, dribbling down and staining his sheets.
It was only seconds before the two girls were snorting softly.
Qur thought about all the trials they had seen: people were killed in front of them, Grace was hurt, and they were tired and exhausted. Now, they looked like they had finally found some peace. He reached over and tugged his blanket free. Draping it over both of them, he gave the two beauties one last look before he headed back into the bathroom to clean himself off again.