The Golden Goddess of Gaydor Island by Sasha Steele
Conclusion
Torch light flickered in the temple. The golden Goddess lay on his soft bedded alter. Shemana yawned, his eyes grew heavy, and he drifted off to sleep. Shemana had only slept a short while when he was awakened by Dixx kissing him on the lips.
Dixx had entered the temple through the passage way from a cavern discovered below the temple and set the silent running grav-drive speed car down next to the alter. He was there to pick up his manwife.
Dixx found what he had been searching for; the huge cavern was filled with treasure. The gold of Gaydor Island was now his. He would send a transport along later to pick it up.
It's about time," Trandell said. He rubbed his eyes, yawned, stretched, then yawned again. Dixx helped him down from the alter. Trandell was still dressed in attire of the golden Goddess. They embraced, and kissed once more.
"Get me out of this fucking place," Trandell complained. He had enough of the jungle. It had taken a lot of persuading to get him to play the golden Goddess for one more day, but Dixx needed the extra time, so Trandell had relented.
Dixx helped his beautiful fat manwife to the car. Trandell stepped awkwardly on the 6 inch heels of his golden sandals. The great bulk of his gargantuan thighs swung one around the other as he stepped caused him to jut sexily side-to-side as he walked.
Dixx helped Trandell into the car. They lifted off, set out through the cavern and out a new entrance that Dixx had created in the jungle. Flying above the trees they headed back to the space yacht.
Two years before...
"Dixx." Dixx's viewer screen lit up to an image of Trandell's beautiful full figure. He was lounging in the yacht's spa, laying naked on a massage table while attendants worked exotic oils into the soft smooth skin of his huge ass and thighs. Trandell and his guyrl friends had finished breakfast and were getting ready for the beach.
"Hi sweetheart," Dixx said. "We're just coming up on the temple. It looks abandoned."
"Okay, get me dressed," Trandell ordered his servants. Then back to Dixx said, "we're heading to beach. Miss you. See you later."
"By sweetheart."
They clicked off.
While their manwives slept then ate breakfasted on the top deck of the yacht and got ready for the beach, Dixx, Dinka and Peenan had scoured the jungle. This temple was the last site in the area. It was past noon and they were hungry. Time for a break anyway. The scooters set down and the three mantrans setup for lunch.
Dixx walked over to the temple. It was badly over grown, the entrance blocked. He had to pee, clutched his crotch. After lunch they would blast it open to check inside the temple.
Dixx spread his bent legs apart. Leaning forward he placed his hands on his knees and relaxed his bladder. Then breathed a sign of relief as the penal pouch of his cock hose saturated. His pee burst through the material and a twisting golden-yellow stream splashed onto the ground. "Aaaaaaaaaaaa," Dixx signed as he pissed through his beige uniform tights.
Finished, Dixx rejoined his comtrans who had set up a table and lounge chairs. The food was out and they were pouring wine. They ate. Then relaxed to digest before carrying on. The monitor on Dixx's scooter buzzed.
"You like?" Trandell asked. An attendant had just fixed the wrap-skirt over his black bathing suit. Trandell turned around in a circle to show Dixx.
"I like," Dixx said. They chatted awhile then switched off.
They blasted the temple open. Inside was stone with an alter, no gold. Nothing but a frieze depicting spread thighs, a massive erect cock and radiating lines like long flowing hair. It reminded him of Trandell.
Dixx thought about his manwife. God he loved him. That's why he married him. Even though at first Dixx thought that Trandell couldn't behave like a ladyman. But Trandell had surprised him. When he had to, Trandell could be a real ladyman - sophisticated, well manured, intelligent. It was an act of course. Trandell was really nothing more than a raunchy cock sucker from Lower Seatran, and Dixx liked him that way. Even liked Trandell's audacious toilet games. Why did that turn him on so much? Dixx wondered.
They left the temple and carried on checking the other sites. Turned up no clues. Then flew to Cocka, the largest village on Gaydor Island. It was the size of a small town and even had a hotel. Dixx went to the hotel to see Hemanuelle the company linguist.
Hemanuelle was immortal, but not Tranword elitist. He was a muscular, brown-skinned beauty with tight curled shoulder length blond-streaked hair. Hemanuelle was wearing a colorful flower patterned sun dress. His
muscular arms and shoulders were bare, as were his long shapely legs.
The dress was very short and fitted snugly over his hips, round protruding butt and the slight mounds from the low-rise pec-cups of his white brassier with its straps showing inside the shoulder straps of the dress. The ridge line of his cock also bulged in the the snug fitting dress, three inches of its white pantied tip showing below the short hemline.
Hemanuelle wore a lot of jewelry and heavy makeup. On his feet were tan color multi-strap sandals with five inch high heels. He had a matching purse slung over his shoulder.
Dixx met Hemanuelle in the lobby of the hotel. They kissed. Then went outside to the patio for a drink. "We need more information," Dixx said. He described the frieze found at the temple and Hemanuelle filled him in on the legend of the golden Goddess of Gaydor island.
Hemanuelle had been stuck on Gaydor island for a week. "Do you have to leave so soon?" He asked when they kissed good by. Dixx felt Hemanuelle's arousal as they embraced. "Stay for one more drink." He kiss Dixx. "You can come to my room." Another short peck on the lips. "Suck my cock." Dixx felt Hemanuelle's erection growing, as was his own. "I need to fuck you." Hemanuelle almost begged.
"I suppose a few minutes wouldn't hurt," Dixx said.
By the time they entered the hotel room both were fully erect. Hemanuelle kissed Dixx deeply, desperately. He released his eleven inch black cock from his panties and began to masturbate as he pressed on Dixx's shoulders wanting him to go down on his cock.
Dixx obliged. He sank to knees. Hemanuelle stopped masturbating. He grabbed Dixx by the back of his head and shoved his hard cock in Dixx's mouth. It had been a week. He was desperate. Hemanuelle grabbed Dixx's head with both hands and began to undulate his hips.
Dixx cupped his mouth open, thrust his jaw forward and straightened his neck so that Hemanuelle could fuck him. Hemanuelle thrust his cock deep in Dixx's throat. His long legs were spread. His muscular hips moved rapidly as the muscles in his big round bum worked. Hemanuelle fucked Dixx hard. He had not fucked his boss this aggressively before, but Hemanuelle couldn't help himself, and Dixx didn't seem to mind.
Hemanuelle tilted his back. His beautiful almond shaped brown eyes were closed. His large thick-lipped mouth was open. Hemanuelle began to climax quickly, was going to cum. Hemanuelle stopped moving his hips. He pressed his throbbing cock hard into Dixx's face, and held on tight to his head pulling Dixx into himself. "Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
A sharp jet of hot cum shot deep down against the back of Dixx's throat almost choking him. But Dixx did not flinch as Hemanuelle held him there and released wave after wave of chiz into his mouth. As his dyer need abated Hemanuelle loosed his hold on Dixx's head. He withdrew his cock slightly and began to slowly undulated.
Dixx stood. Hemanuelle reached for the erection in his beige color cock-hose standing straight out below the hem of Dixx's short tunic skirt. The stretchy material of his tights was drawn in close to Dixx's hard shaft and scrotum following their contours.
Dixx stopped Hemanuelle's hand. "Uh uh," he said. "I have to go, and I'm saving this for Trandell." He kissed Hemanuelle good by and left. Dixx's hard cock throbbed as he mounted his scooter. He took off, closed the canopy over the cockpit and put the scooter in maximum overdrive for the yacht.
Meanwhile Trandell and the guyrls had gone to the beach. They sunned themselves, played in the water, shopped at the market, flirted, pissed their panties, and pigged out on pizza and beer.
Trandell was exhausted when he got back to the yacht. He opened the monitor to call up Dixx, then got in bed to take a nap. Trandell slept a couple hours, waking up just as Dixx got back to the yacht. Dixx got undressed and climbed into bed with his naked behemoth of a manwife. Dixx lay on top of Trandell. They snuggled and kissed while pressing their erections together.
Trandell spread his magnificent thighs so Dixx could position himself between them to fuck him. Dixx lifted Trandell's big legs holding them up in the crook of his arms and entered him. Dixx's little belly pressed against the bottom of Trandell's big stomach with Trandell's massive erection crushed in between.
Dixx trust his hard cock into Trandell's fat ass as desperately as Hemanuelle had thrust his into Dixx's mouth. He too came quickly to climax. Moaning when he came,"ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," just as Hemanuelle had done.
"You must have missed me a lot." Trandell giggled.
"I did." Dixx kissed him. He had a hold of his manwife's massive erection slowly masturbating him. Trandell lay back on the soft bed. His heavy arms rested on the satin sheets, they were bent with his hands laying up by his head. His beautiful green eyes were closed. His long golden-blond hair cascaded about him like the depiction on the frieze Dixx had found in the temple. It gave Dixx an idea.
"Sssssssssssss," Trandell hissed. "Mmmmmmmmmm. I want you to jack me off," he lustfully commanded in his deep sultry voice. "Sssssssssss. Make me cum. Ssssssssssss."
Dixx pressed Trandell's monster cock against his own chest. His hand moved rapidly up and down its long thick shaft. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," Trandell hummed. "Ooooh, that feels so good. Ssssssssss. Make me cum." Dixx quickened his motion. Trandell was close. "Ahh, ahh. I'm going to cum," Trandell moaned.
Dixx placed his mouth over the head of his manwife's massive cock. He continued to masturbate Trandell, bringing him to a climax. "Ahh," Trandell moaned. "Ahh. I- I'm gonna... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Trandell came hot and heavy in his husbtran's mouth. Dixx sucked Trandell dry. Then went to him. They kissed, then lay there in each other's arms.
"Do you like black cock?" Dixx asked.
"You know I like all cock, Silly. Why?"
"How would you feel about playing a Goddess for a bunch of natives?"
"Humf. I'm already a Goddess." Trandell said.
"Yes, you are at that," Dixx said, and he kiss him.
The end