lil_abbygirl
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Mar 2, 2013
- Posts
- 185
Lavi's dark eyes stared into his as she kneeled straddled across his lap, her lavender hands resting delicately on his bare muscular shoulders. She let the end of one of her tentacles caress his face, the soft skin slowly gliding along his stubbled jaw bone as she felt his body twitch as the lust welled up inside him. His hand shook as he reached out and cupped her large breast, squeezing it roughly with a grunt. She had him right where she wanted him, humans were such easy prey. She leaned in to him, her dark purple lips brushing against his before turning her head and whispering into his ear slowly with her slight accent, "You want more, don't you?"
The clear light oil that seeped through the pores at the end of her four long tentacles was such a strong aphrodisiac to other species that it had been known to drive men and women alike into madness. This was no secret and many species wisely avoided her kind, the Aphrosi. Many systems had gone as far as banning the pure blooded, but Xigo was a space station known for catering to all vices and pleasures, and whether it was through foolishness or pride, humans were slow to learn. Some of the men were weak, like addicts coming back again and again, unable to get the sensations out of their heads. The others were simply pleasure seekers who refused to believe the "myths" they had heard. Regardless of what drew them to her, they all left with their credit accounts empty.
The man's voice cracked as he replied weakly, "Yes."
"I want you to feel pleasure that you never even imagined possible," she purred as she took his hand in hers and moved it past the scanner that was built into the side of the booth. A red light flashed on the system that indicated the man was out of credits. She let her hands run down his body until they reached the strained bulge in his pants, and she let out a soft moan. "How I wish your wallet was as big as your cock," she teased squeezing it through the fabric.
His mind was in a fog and before he realized what was happening, she had stood and backed away, the soft curves of her slender body glistening with sweat. She had learned it was best to move on quickly, most men were dazed long enough for their testosterone to level off, but some could get forceful and violent. As she turned to walk away, she felt his strong hand grab her wrist and pull her towards him. She spun and in an instant one of the tentacles protruding from her shoulder blades was wrapped tightly around his neck, constricting his wind pipe. "Are you done?" she asked with her hands on her hips and her three other tentacles crawling around her body likes snakes. "Or will I have to take more extreme measures?"
She released him and he dropped to his knees gasping for breath. As she walked away she could hear his hoarse voice calling out after her, "You'll pay for that you bitch! You'll fucking pay!" She didn't once look back. Security would take care of him, and they wouldn't be as compassionate as she had been.
The clear light oil that seeped through the pores at the end of her four long tentacles was such a strong aphrodisiac to other species that it had been known to drive men and women alike into madness. This was no secret and many species wisely avoided her kind, the Aphrosi. Many systems had gone as far as banning the pure blooded, but Xigo was a space station known for catering to all vices and pleasures, and whether it was through foolishness or pride, humans were slow to learn. Some of the men were weak, like addicts coming back again and again, unable to get the sensations out of their heads. The others were simply pleasure seekers who refused to believe the "myths" they had heard. Regardless of what drew them to her, they all left with their credit accounts empty.
The man's voice cracked as he replied weakly, "Yes."
"I want you to feel pleasure that you never even imagined possible," she purred as she took his hand in hers and moved it past the scanner that was built into the side of the booth. A red light flashed on the system that indicated the man was out of credits. She let her hands run down his body until they reached the strained bulge in his pants, and she let out a soft moan. "How I wish your wallet was as big as your cock," she teased squeezing it through the fabric.
His mind was in a fog and before he realized what was happening, she had stood and backed away, the soft curves of her slender body glistening with sweat. She had learned it was best to move on quickly, most men were dazed long enough for their testosterone to level off, but some could get forceful and violent. As she turned to walk away, she felt his strong hand grab her wrist and pull her towards him. She spun and in an instant one of the tentacles protruding from her shoulder blades was wrapped tightly around his neck, constricting his wind pipe. "Are you done?" she asked with her hands on her hips and her three other tentacles crawling around her body likes snakes. "Or will I have to take more extreme measures?"
She released him and he dropped to his knees gasping for breath. As she walked away she could hear his hoarse voice calling out after her, "You'll pay for that you bitch! You'll fucking pay!" She didn't once look back. Security would take care of him, and they wouldn't be as compassionate as she had been.