Cowgirl Erotica Collection (12 page)

"I think I am gonna vomit" Jett
murmured.

Di looked over with a serious
expression.

"That would be an exceedingly messy
situation considering our destination" Di relayed.

The ship continued its ascent upward
and away from the canyon in dizzying motion with Cherie clamping
both eyes shut the entire way. Jett meanwhile cemented her gaze
onto Di's gorgeous figure. She possessed the look of a character
from a children's fable, albeit with an ass to kill for.

"I'll refuel, check for any
miscellaneous repairs the nanites missed, and be in a better
position overall to deposit you wherever on the planet you wish."
Di stated mechanically.

"Is it safe to get up now? I don't
feel the pull quite so hard against my back" Jett asked.

"Sure, feel free." Di motioned with a
wave of her hand.

Cherie stood up and helped Jett with
her hand.

Jett walked over slowly to the
viewscreen with her mouth slightly ajar.

"Is that...uh..." she asked
haphazardly.

"Your planet? Yes." Di
answered.

"It's spectacular and so...blue!" Jett
exclaimed.

"Yes, that is what is so alluring
about your homeworld. So much water, and most of your species
doesn't realize just how much of it there is on your planet. I
study water-based lifeforms. Deep-sea fishes, in particular, are
quite illuminating to me. We have no such species on my planet. Too
hot." she said regretfully.

Jett looked around the ship which
seemed to be devoid of any proper seats, but filled to the brim
with oddly shaped buttons in every direction.

"What kinds of, uh, fish do you have
on your planet?" Cherie asked.

"None. Our world is volcanic. There
are no places in which to, as you say, swim. Earth is like a
paradise to us, and is quite a pleasure to visit. Quite unique in
the greater scheme of galaxies. Not too many worlds have such vast
oceans which support millions of different species." she
answered.

"And what about sex? How is it that
you have the same...ah...female attributes, as we do?" Jett
inquired.

"I have wondered that myself. Our
males are also similar to yours, and do not have blue skin like us
females. It is a recent interest of our most intellectual minds
that we have yet to satisfactorily answer." she said
unwittingly.

"Do you want some male company while I
do repairs and refuel? This could take awhile to go over
everything" Di asked.

"Male...company? You mean there is
someone else aboard?" Cherie asked, looking around the small
quarters.

"Ghost, I think you would call it?"
though I think you'll better understand when you see him. It is
just something that I picked up from a friend out west." she
answered.

"Out west? You mean here, on our
planet?" Cherie asked.

"No, I mean west...of Earth,
uh...never mind" she replied.

"Here, wear these. Wrap them around
your wrists. It sends signals to your brain stem. What kind of male
do you want?" Di asked.

Jett burst out laughing
hysterically.

"You mean you can create a man out of
thin air? I must be dreamin'" Jett said.

Di punched a few codes into her
console with the tips of her fingers. A holographic-like image
appeared standing full-length before Cherie and Jett, turning ever
so slowly, completely nude.

"I think I'd change the hair" Jett
added.

"Change the size of his cock! Make it
enormous!" Cherie chuckled.

The size increased enormously as she
said the words, making it resemble an elephant's trunk.

"No no no, not
that
big!" Cherie said, twirling her finger around her
hair.

The scene changed to a normal man
again with a rather larger-than-normal sized cock. Di hit another
button and the individual stepped off the platform. Cherie and Jett
ran their hands up his arm to feel his biceps on each side,
marveling at how life-like he felt.

"What happens if I take this thing off
my wrist?" Cherie asked.

"Then you will only see the image, but
not feel anything" Di answered.

Jett walked over and touched his cock
and started stroking it up and down.

"Just tell it what to do. Give it
instructions. That particular program can't speak." Di
said.

"Can it cum?" Jett asked
bluntly.

"Yes. And you can give it a name" Di
answered.

"Let's call you...Jonny" Jett said
with a smirk.

"Jonny, come over here and lick my
clit...please" Cherie commanded in a half-joking tone.

Jonny walked over to her and kneeled
in front of her, grasping both of his hands around her ass as he
unbuttoned her pants and slid them down to her ankles. Cherie
looked down at his blond hair and ran her fingers through it,
amazed at the coarseness and fine detail of what was essentially a
computer program. She bent her head down and smelled the top of his
hair, which smelled strangely like licorice.

"I think whoever designed this thing
didn't get the scent quite right" she said laughing.

Jonny buried his mouth against
Cherie's mound, licking her soft folds like her was licking a
lollipop. His tongue felt smooth and penetrating as he picked up
the pace of his licking.

Cherie draped her head backward,
letting her hair fall behind her shoulders as she let out a squeal
of pleasure. He continued to lap his tongue around her engorged
clit.

"Go faster already! You're lickin too
slow!" she screamed impatiently.

He raced his tongue faster and faster
over her pink clit like a humming bird zipping around a feeder. Her
hips banged into his face as she approached an early
orgasm.

"Don't cum yet. I want to see if he
can fuck your ass while I rim him" Jett chirped.

"My god I won't be able to sit down
for a month!" she said.

"Just do it already" Jett
said.

She reluctantly got down on all fours
and spread her bare white ass cheeks for him.

"Go on Jonny. Fuck her ass till she is
screaming!" Jett said with a subtle growl.

"C'mon on honey, stick it right in
here" Cherie said as she stuck her index finger into her pink ass
and spread her cheeks wider. She grunted from the awkward position
she was in.

He knelt down with his throbbing cock
in hand and slowly pressed the tip into her gaping asshole. It slid
in as melted butter. He then squatted with a leg on either side of
her and started his light pounding of her as his ass bounced
against Jett's face. Jett pressed her face harder into his ass,
rimming his hole as he fucked Cherie mercilessly. She speared her
tongue into his ass as she thrust in and out.

"Shit, he is fucking
huge
!" she yelled out.

"Go faster I said! As fast as you can
go!" Jett yelled from behind.

He upped the speed of his thrusts,
sending winces of pain and pleasure coarsing through Cherie. She
moaned as he drilled his thick cock into her ass and pulled out to
shove down Jett's throat before reinserting. He did this
repeatedly, causing Jett to gag up spit and precum mixed with
Cherie's creamy juices.

"Oh god I think I am going to die from
this!" Cherie screamed out as the rough ass pounding
increased.

He banged at her ass again as Jett
pushed his thrusts harder into Cherie again and again.

"Yeah that's it, pound away" Jett
ordered him as she thrust her index finger up into his ass. She
wiggled her index finger inside him and spanked his ass cheek with
her free hand.

Just as Jett was inserting two fingers
into his ass, he pulled out and sprayed cum across Cherie's ass
cheeks. He shucked his cock up and down as spurts of cum dripped
down her the crack of her ass and collected around her asshole.
Jett continued fucking his ass with two fingers, then leaned toward
Cherie and lapped up his gooey cum from her puffy
asshole.

Cherie's ass was drenched from the
holodroid's cum, moreso than any man could ever deposit upon her
rosy cheeks. Jett, starry-eyed and smelling of hot cum and sweat,
spread the cum around Cherie's entire ass like she was caking on
makeup for a geisha. Cum oozed from her ass as she slumped herself
sideways on the floor.

"Ow...that'll sure wake you up in the
mornin'" she said as Jett wiped the stickiness from her
fingers.

"You're right, I think you'll feel
that ass pounding for a fucking month!" Jett laughed as the
hologram vaporized into thin air.

Di walked over from her control panel
smiling at the both of them.

"Time to go home ladies" she
said.

Chapter 5: The Magnificent Seven

Di charted a course straight from
where she had originally crashed. Once again Cherie and Jett found
themselves strapped in, and feeling their bodies pulled toward the
ceiling despite the mats that they were under mysteriously
suctioning them in place. The ship descended in a jolting drop as
the temperature in the ship increased to hellish levels. Cherie
naively reached over and held onto a bar set inside the metal floor
as if doing so would cease all g-forces in the event of a
crash.

The ship landed a few miles from their
original encampment. Cherie looked over and saw the familiar
desert, and couldn't wait to tell Lilith about the entire ordeal,
though she was unsure of what she would say about the horses. It
wasn't as if they could take them aboard the ship at any rate. Then
there was the sheer unlikelihood of the entire story. She wondered
for a brief moment if she could persuade Di to make a short
verification visit so they wouldn't think they had both gone off
the deep end. Then again, maybe she shouldn't say a word about what
happened. But then, Lilith was exceedingly good at detecting when
someone was withholding vital information, and this was certainly
classified as vital.

The ship hovered within walking
distance of Lilith's camp, but still obscured by the canyons that
snaked around the girl's encampment. They both stood up and looked
at each other as if they had both had the same dream. It was a
bizarre set of circumstances to be sure if it had indeed been a
dream: the same location, same enemies, and the same visitor from
another world. Certainly such dreams didn't include worrying about
what your boss would say about the gang's horses being left to the
whims of naked deputies.

Cherie and Jett clamored from the ship
with their guns drawn in case of any surprises. Jett was the first
to peak her head out of the ship, then Cherie. No one but desert
lizards and rattlesnakes were witness to the unusual craft, and if
anything, they probably felt safer with it hovering in mid-air
rather than the usual stampede of running horses around their
concealed dens and desert warrens.

Cherie and Jett had failed to convince
Di to back up their incredible series of events that day. The
reason given was that it would be giving too much for too little
gain, and created needless complications with a human government
that wouldn't have existed otherwise. Maybe not directly, but
certainly given enough time, unexpected consequences always reared
their ugly heads. At any rate, Cherie didn't think Lilith would
slice them into pieces for the loss of two horses, as long as they
were honest. She might however kick them out of the group for
making up such wild fantasy stories if they couldn't sell an ounce
of believability. And that was the problem with Lilith: she wasn't
an easy boss to please, and you knew you were in trouble when she
said less than she usually did about their missions.

Both of them walked into camp with
barely a bruise to show for their ordeal. Cherie walked with a
slight limp from her alien ass pounding, but neither one bothered
to try and create a fanciful story to explain how they managed to
walk back by themselves, or how they managed to get out of a
dead-end canyon while being shot at by half a dozen armed deputies.
Everyone in the gang knew that Lilith could tell when an elaborate
story had been made up. A few of the girls had half-joked that
Lilith was a detective in a previous life, and for all her gifts at
conversation and logical reasoning, it didn't seem far from the
truth.

They both saw Lilith standing at the
entrance to their encampment, brushing her prized horse. Valery was
her name, and she was faster than any other horse that the girls
owned. However fast she was on the ground, her head was a stubborn
as a mule when being told what to do and how to do it, with no
amount of carrots or apples being incentive enough.

"So, should I ask for the short
version or the long version of today's events?" Lilith asked
without looking up at them.

"I don't think there even
is
a short version. The short version is just as
hysterically laughable as the long version" Cherie
remarked.

Lilith looked up at Jett with
judgmental eyes.