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  Alyssa now wore a caring, understanding look on her face. She looked at him intently then reached up to stroke the side of his face in a gentle caress. Pulling his head down, she kissed him again, her soft lips feeling amazing against his own. They kissed and made out like teenagers, which was not all that surprising, considering one of them was actually only eighteen.

  The kissing grew more passionate and John ran his hands over Alyssa's nubile form. His hand slid over her swollen stomach, slipping down between the girl's thighs. Her teenage skin felt so soft and smooth under his fevered touch and Alyssa spread her legs as his hand moved further between them. John could feel how turned on the girl was when his hand moved higher and his finger slipped between the lips of her pussy. She was slick and inviting as he cupped her pussy and slid his finger deeper inside.

  Alyssa gasped, as his questing finger burrowed in.

  John finger fucked the moaning girl for a few moments, enjoying the exquisite warmth and tightness. He could only imagine what it would feel like to penetrate her young body with his massive cock. He maintained the forceful thrusting of his finger inside her, delighting as she moaned responsively.

  "Oh fuck, that feels good!" Alyssa gasped.

  John undid his trousers with his free hand as he pleasured her with the other. Lifting her easily, he placed her in his lap, each cheek of her pert little ass resting on either side of his reawakened cock. Alyssa's wonderfully firm round bottom felt amazing pressed to his groin and the slippery fluids from her excited little pussy added plenty of lubrication to his cock. He rocked her up and down on his shaft, enjoying the tight firmness of her cheeks, whilst maintaining his finger's insistent stroking in and out of her snug young pussy.

  Moving the other hand down, John began to stroke the girl's swollen clit as he added a second finger to her deliciously tight pussy. Alyssa squealed as the second finger slid in against the first, widening her young hole and increasing the intensity of her sensations. John curled his fingers up, looking for her G-Spot and then began to rub the sensitive little area in sync with the stroking he was giving her clit with the other hand.

  "Holy fuck!" Alyssa wailed, as her body arched and thighs spasmed.

  The trembling teen came long and hard, her pussy rewarding his fingers with a delightful massaging sensation. John revelled in the sound of the teenager’s breathy cries and gasps and just as she was calming down, he massaged her body hard and fast, forcing another toe curling orgasm from the primed girl.

  "Good, she's multi-orgasmic," he thought to himself, her body convulsing hard from the intense pleasure she was experiencing.

  Finally having mercy, he pulled his soaked fingers from Alyssa's pussy and held her in a warm embrace as she calmed down and relaxed against him.

  "That was amazing!" Alyssa gasped, turning to look up at him in amazement. Gazing at him with shining eyes, she exclaimed breathily, "I've never come twice like that before! I didn't know it was possible!"

  John just nodded agreeably as he held the teenager’s hips in his hands. He was rocking her gently on his pussy-slicked cock, and her firm little ass felt incredible straddling his length. Her tight little pussy was warm, wet, and only a few tempting inches away. John fought an ever-increasing internal struggle not to lift the petite teen up and slide her snug little body onto his eagerly awaiting rod. As if sensing she was only moments away from potential motherhood, Alyssa slipped out of John's grasp and slid to her knees in front of the sofa.

  "Let me take care of that for you." she purred seductively, opening her mouth wide, and covering the swollen mushroom-head of his cock.

  This time John felt no resistance at all as the petite girl smoothly swallowed his engorged girth into her throat, and engulfed his entire length in one ball-trembling move. It was like her mouth and throat were a warm, wet, massaging tunnel that had been custom-designed to empty his balls whenever needed. He groaned ecstatically as the teenager took his full length time and time again.

  John had never experienced pleasure like this before and he lost track of time as Alyssa worked him closer towards his climax. He was suddenly overcome by the unstoppable urge to unload, and he grasped Alyssa's blonde head, as he exploded down her throat. Her tongue massaged the underside of his cock, coaxing out each blast of spunk and welcoming it into her body. Even though Alyssa's full lips were already tightly encircled around the root of his shaft, with her nose rubbing his stomach, his hips still thrust forward mechanically, trying to force himself deeper.

  Surge after surge of heavy cum was added to the previous load that she had swallowed and her tummy gurgled contentedly as it expanded yet again to house his essence. The teenager's distended belly touched the floor as the girl leant over, eagerly sucking down every last spurt of cum.

  Eventually he was spent, and Alyssa slid John's cock out of her throat and mouth. The heady pheromones from the potent load she had just ingested rendered Alyssa insensate. She leaned forward and rested her exhausted head on his thigh as she breathed deeply. Her thighs were splayed wide to accommodate her semen-packed belly that now rested comfortably on the floor.

  John soon recovered and, just like last time, fell into what had become their routine. He scooped up the wiped-out girl, cradling her in his arms as she mumbled incoherently into his chest, carried her to the passenger cabin and tucked her into bed. As the teenager rolled onto her side, facing him, he could see a slight movement under the covers that he realised was her stroking her overloaded stomach in her sleep.

  "Well, she won't ever need to go hungry again," he thought to himself, with a smile of contentment.

  His shoulders and arms popped gratifyingly as he stretched his broad back, before he looked down at the slumbering girl. John enjoyed the feelings of protectiveness and satisfaction that he felt when looking at his young charge and congratulated himself on his decision to let her stay on board.

  He was quiet as he left the passenger cabin, only humming to himself contentedly when he strolled into the cockpit and settled into the pilot's chair. Glancing at the long-range scanner, there was nothing unusual highlighted on the screen, just the vast blackness of space and the occasional hunk of uninhabited rock. Even at the incredible speeds possible in hyper-warp, it was still going to take them over three more weeks until they reached his intended destination.

  The Fool’s Gold was an ex-navy auxiliary ship and while he’d kept it pretty well maintained, it was still an old and outdated vessel and in need of a good service. The FTL drive was hardly state of the art, and the fifty-metre-long freighter wasn’t even sporting any weapons, but she’d kept him out of trouble all these years and he was quite fond of the old girl. Once he’d been able to shift his cargo of Tyrenium, he could do something about all that and make some real improvements.

  John sighed contentedly, and folding his arms behind his head, he relaxed back into the comfy chair. At least with his eager new companion, the trip back home would be a whole lot more interesting than the painfully dull journey he'd made getting all the way here to the outer rim. A little bit of excitement sounded like just what he needed right now and he found himself looking forward to Alyssa waking up from her nap.

  Three Square Meals Ch. 03 – Pivotal moments

  The water cascaded over John's face in a soothing waterfall, washing the sweat and grime from his body. He stood still for a moment, face tilted upwards, enjoying the hot streams from the shower splashing over his head. He had just spent the last several hours cleaning out one of the engine filtration units and the caked-up layers of dirt were now swirling down the plug in the shower floor. He really hated cleaning out the carbon build up in the filter because there was no way of avoiding getting absolutely filthy. Still, it had to be done, and in his euphoric post-orgasmic state he hadn't really minded so much.

  A light tapping on the shower door brought John out of his soothing reverie. The door opened tentatively and Alyssa's tousled blonde head appeared through the steam.

  "Mind if I join you?"
she asked with a mischievous grin.

  "Be my guest!" John replied, greeting her with a smile and pushing the door open wider to let her in.

  The young girl stepped into the roomy shower, the steam swirling in her wake as the door swung closed behind her. She moved closer, invading his personal space but not actually touching him, their bodies only an inch or so apart. Alyssa's pretty face was tilted upwards to look at him. The playful smile that had never left her lips was now joined by a raised eyebrow that seemed to challenge him to initiate contact between them.

  John laughed and brought his arms around the petite girl in a welcoming hug. Alyssa's giggles were muffled in his chest, but the lovely melodic sounds of female laughter reverberated around the shower when he tickled her for her cheekiness. He eventually had mercy, and Alyssa's arms encircled his ribs returning his hug and resting her head on his chest. They stood like that for several moments, both enjoying the closeness and physical intimacy.

  "Well, we better get you cleaned up," John said to the teenage shower intruder.

  Moving one of his arms from behind her back, he cupped his hand under the cleaning gel dispenser. A dollop of soapy gel automatically dropped into his waiting hand, prompted by the device’s sensor. John stepped back from his young guest and lathered up both hands, before bringing them forward to glide over her shoulders. Her skin felt delightfully soft and warm under his heavy hands. He massaged her shoulders briefly before moving to her neck. Alyssa tilted her head back to keep her hair out of his way, exposing her throat to him, a look of trust in her blue-eyed gaze.

  John cupped the back of her head with one hand, as he stroked the soapy gel down her slender neck with the other. With her head tilted backwards, it was easy for them to maintain eye contact and an unspoken conversation seemed to pass between them.

  "My cock belongs in here," his gently massaging hand implied.

  "Yes, whenever you want," her eyes confirmed.

  John's cock rose to full firmness, like a sleeping behemoth awakening from its slumbers.

  Still supporting Alyssa's head with one hand as she gazed up at him, John brought his other hand lower, gliding down over the girl's chest. He enjoyed the feel of the soft flesh of her tiny breasts, and the pert hardness of her erect nipples as his hand explored her upper body. It might have been a trick of the light in the shower, but her skin didn't seem to be quite so ghostly-pale any more, having adopted a much healthier pinkish hue. As his hand glided teasingly over her erect nipples, he figured it was probably just her skin reacting to the warmth of the shower.

  His curious fingers slid lower, skating over her ribs. Her body no longer felt like the emaciated waif he had initially met. Alyssa felt firmer, more youthful, and full of vitality. Stroking her slim tummy, which had now reverted back to its normal size, he admired the expanse of perfect, blemish-free skin.

  "Now it's time to do your back," he murmured, as he rotated the teenager away from him to face the wall.

  Alyssa looked over her shoulder at him, her gaze heavy with lust. Turning away from him, she placed both hands against the wall, spread her legs slightly and waited expectantly.

  John lathered up both hands again as he loomed over the submissively postured teen before him; their difference in physical size quite pronounced. He placed both hands on her shoulder blades, before running his hands down her back, following the path of her spine. The comfortably warm gel let his hands glide effortlessly over her body, as he gently massaged her soothingly.

  Sinking to his haunches behind her, John brought his face level to the girl's lower back. Alyssa's bottom seemed to have also filled out nicely, forming two perfectly spherical globes that sat proudly above her toned thighs. The water cascading from the shower ran down her back, over her dimples of Venus, and then slid between her two wonderfully pert cheeks. John reached out to take one in each hand, feeling the firm, pliant flesh beneath his fingers. He massaged her with his strong hands, eliciting contented sighs from his young companion. The sighs turned to an excited gasp as John spread those delicious cheeks apart, exposing her to his greedy eyes.

  The girl's nether hole was tightly closed, looking pink and virginal as he gazed at her lustily. Below, the neat labia of her pussy had parted slightly, looking wet and inviting. He was sure that wetness was not just from the shower.

  John relaxed his strong grip on her cheeks, letting them move back into place and obscuring the tantalising view. He let each hand slide out and then down, following the outer contours of her body. Alyssa's legs had filled out too. They felt wonderfully muscled and firm under his exploring touch and the skin of her creamy pink thighs felt incredibly smooth under his sensitive fingers. He finally reached the end of those legs, his hands moulding over her shapely calves. He could see her tiny feet shift underneath her, her toes gripping the shower floor to try and retain her balance under the sensory overload of his touch.

  John raised himself back up to full height again before moving slightly around to the girl's side. Alyssa tilted her head to her left to watch his face, as his right hand cupped her bottom again, while the left hand slid around and over her tummy.

  "Yesss!" the teenager hissed as his left hand slid lower, his finger parting the lips of her pussy. He brushed her clit with the base of his index finger triggering a gasp from the girl. John massaged the lips of her pussy, 'accidentally' gliding over her clit from time to time.

  Alyssa moaned as John's right hand slid down from her trembling buttocks and between her legs, to place a finger in her tight young pussy. John began to strike up a steady rhythm of in and out strokes with the finger of his right hand, whilst circling and gently rubbing her clit with his left.

  The trembling in her nubile young body grew more and more pronounced as he worked her to fever pitch, until she finally threw back her head, her slender back arched in a graceful curve. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut as she screamed explosively, coming hard for him as she writhed to his touch.

  John supported her in his arms as the trembling girl gasped out her pleasure. He enjoyed the feeling of her body grasping his finger tightly as her pussy convulsed around him. Slowly withdrawing that finger from her snug hole, he moved it an inch higher, and began gently encircling the teen's rosebud.

  The unfamiliar sensation roused the blonde girl from her post-orgasmic high and Alyssa looked up at him nervously. "I've never..." she blurted out between laboured breaths.

  "Shhh, it's ok, I'm not going to hurt you," he replied reassuringly.

  When Alyssa gave him permission with a tentative nod, John began to massage the entrance to her back passage. He started to apply gentle but insistent pressure to her anus, and with the help of the unctuous lubrication from her pussy, he was able to part the tight muscles of her sphincter and slide in the tip of his finger.

  "Fuck!" she gasped, clenching up around his probing digit.

  The girl's body was rigid with anticipation, so he stroked her clit again, and whispered to her comfortingly, "There we go, just relax, I'm not going to hurt you".

  The tension immediately dissipated from her rigid shoulders and back, as she made a visible effort to relax by focusing on his soothing voice. John maintained the distracting stroking of her sensitive clit and the girl began to moan again in pleasure. Taking that as a good sign, John applied a little more pressure with his right hand and slid his finger an inch deeper into her body.

  "Ohhh," Alyssa gasped, feeling him invade her unplundered depths.

  "Is that ok?" John asked.

  "Yes, it just feels a bit... weird," Alyssa panted, her young body distracted by the smooth rubbing of her nubbin.

  Sliding his left hand further under her, John slipped his index finger into her now vacant pussy. Alyssa's eyes bugged out as she felt her body being double-penetrated for the first time. John's two fingers provided a steady unrelenting rhythm that the teenager was helpless to resist, and he brushed her sensitive, swollen clit as the finger of his right hand pushed well past the second knuck
le into her ass. Alyssa's legs were trembling violently as he stroked his fingers in and out of her primed young body.

  "Oh my God!" she shrieked, as the thrusting fingers brought her to an explosive orgasm.

  John allowed her laboured breathing to return to normal as she recovered from cumming so hard, before gently removing his fingers from the secret places in her body. Holding her in a comforting embrace, he stroked her back gently enjoying the quiet intimacy of the moment.

  "That was amazing! I've never felt anything like that before," Alyssa sighed happily into his chest. She tilted her head back and parted her full lips invitingly for a kiss. John was happy to oblige and the two kissed passionately under the unrelenting flow of water.

  "Come on, we better get out of here before we turn into prunes," John said, as he smiled down at the happy girl.

  Reluctantly breaking their embrace, they left the shower and the autosensing jets turned off behind them. John took two luxuriously soft, fluffy towels out of the warming-locker beside the shower, and they wrapped themselves up in their downy softness as they moved into John's cabin and dried themselves off.