Zorg's World

Chayla knew that Joe was saying something to her but the words were jumbling incoheritantly. Her hand was stroking more and more of his body as she moved even closer. Chayla's lips glistened from the sweet colored fruits as her eyes dripped with a deep come hither look.

"It's getting really warm out here...." Chayla started as she started on round three. There were tiny dots of sweat appearing on her body especially between her full breasts.

"Don't you think so?" Chayla climbed into his lap as she spoke bringing her lips extremely close to his. But a throaty whisper came out before she kissed him. "I'm spiked."
 
Pokem

Pokem could feel the Terran’s body responding to his plundering but he could also feel her mind drifting away because of the ecstasy she was feeling. Then he felt himself about to explode his sperm into her. He rammed himself hard into her and felt the joy in her mind and the pleasure in his own body as his thick cum shot deep into her in large spurts as he unloaded himself completely. Normally at this point he’d be ready to use his tentacles on her but with her mind drifting the way it was it would be a waste to use them as she wouldn’t feel the pleasure that they’d give her. He rolled off her and after ensuring that she was comfortable both in her mind and body he got off the bed and put on his shorts knowing that she’d take some time to sleep off their copulation and he’d be able to come back and use his tentacles on her later.

Pokem headed back to the bar as he entered he could feel in his mind intense sexual stimulation, he stopped and looked around finally seeing a Terran girl sitting on the lap of a Terran guy the girl was where the interest was coming from. In the normal Zorg manner he headed straight for the couple his mind centred on the girl and her shape he wasn’t worried about that knowing that once he’d used her she’d shed quite a few pounds in the first session.

Ignoring the guy completely he slid two tentacles down the front of her top each one coming to rest on a nipple a third tentacle slipped up her skirt finding her soaking panties while the forth wrapped around her waist and lifted her bodily off the Terran guy.

“Time for your enjoyment,” he projected into the mind of the startled girl as he lowered her to her feet with his tentacles still in place and turned her towards the exit of the bar. The Terran guy just sat there without making any sort of complaint as if he was used to the antics of the Zorgs on the island, Pokem would have to have a drink with him later to make up for snatching his prize away from him.
 
Chayla pressed her lips on Joe's. It was a strange kind of kiss in her book, there was something missing as the kiss didn't quite hold a charge to it. Like kissing your blind date that you are dieing to be done with.

Chayla still fought to control herself as her body was dotted with more beads of sweat. This was not her normal behavior and her cognative mind flashed the warning signs but she was unable to make herself stop. The tug was too strong on her passion.

Then there was a strange slithering moving about her body and an instant serpentine fear struggled to surface. Her eyes widened in a terrified manner as the winding slick skin whirled around her waist. She was being snatched away and fear was setting into her system, giving her a moment to think rationally.

"JOE!" She shrieked and tried to grasp his neck tightly.

“Time for your enjoyment,”

Her thoughts changed as her body settled from struggling and she became compliant. Her fear dispated faster then it appeared as she was able to preceive her partner. Her mind blind to the obvious placement of the creature's limbs over the full areas of flesh that made her female.

Chayla walked uninhibited by the tentacles. It was like being moved by strings, a puppet. She wasn't aware of where she was truly headed with the Zorg, only that the door opened and they both entered.

Chayla's body reacted differently for some reason and it only took the head of the one in her panties to realize that she was untouched sexually
 
Joe

As Chayla pressed her lips on his Joe’s thoughts were on what they were going to do, they’d reached the stage where they would have to go to either her room or his other than that he was going to have to reject her and that he couldn’t do. He was sure that she could feel his cock hard underneath her but still couldn’t understand what had brought the change in her behaviour.

He didn’t notice the red headed Zorg enter the bar until Chayla was suddenly lifted from his lap, the kiss broken rudely and her arms dragged from around his neck.

"JOE!" She shrieked and tried to grasp his neck tightly.

He could see the strange sight of Chayla with two tentacles down her front a third up her skirt with the forth lifting her bodily from him. As the Zorg set her on her feet all panic seemed to go from her face and body as she walked quietly out of the bar with the Zorg’s tentacles still in place.

Joe couldn’t believe the change in Chayla one second she was in a complete panic the next she acted as walking out of the bar encumbered by the tentacles was something she did everyday, that was another mystery he was going to have to ask her about when they met again.

He wasn’t surprised at the Zorg’s actions he’d see them take the girl of their choice from company before but never one aroused as much as Chayla was. The only good thing about it was that they might solve the mystery of what the Zorg did with the girls that made them want more.

So once again Joe was left sitting on his own in the bar something he was getting used to now, he wondered what had happened to the other girl that the red headed Zorg had gone off with earlier and whether she’d return to the bar now that she was free.
 
Pokem

As they walked along the corridors towards the room that Pokem had chosen he could still just about sense Sandra lying in his room but as he had only used his manhood on her he didn’t have a full link. He knew that he wouldn’t even be able to sense her shortly and wondered if she’d remain in his room and wait for him or wander off and get taken by another of his compatriots. The tentacle that had wormed its way into her panties could sense that she was untouched Pokem was surprised at this as his friends from earlier had informed him that Terran females didn’t stay on the island long before a Zorg used her.

This was something new to Pokem in fact everything was new to him, up until half an hour ago he’d never been with a Terran girl and now because he needed rest before his manhood recovered he was going to use his tentacles on another. He’d knew that once he’d used three tentacles on her at the same time that he’d have a link with her for a period of time and during that time he’d be able to call her back to him to give him more pleasure.

“In here,” he said to Chayla when they reached the room he was going to use, he slipped his tentacle from under her skirt and opened the door ushering her inside and closing the door after them. He could feel the sexual arousal in her mind and the tentacles on her breasts had found her nipples and were gently vibrating on them as he sent to her mind. “Time to undress,” and started to undo the buttons on her blouse he didn’t rush it he wanted stretch out the tension in her body and mind before giving her the pleasure of his tentacles.

After he’d undone half the buttons on her blouse he removed his tentacles from her breasts and slid one down under the waist of her skirt and into her panties, he latched the opening of the tentacle onto her clit and closed it so that it would feel like a mouth sucking on her. With just this tentacle connected to her sucking on her clit he sat on the bed, he could still feel the sexual tension in her mind as he waited.
 
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Perl Harmonius

Perl stepped down onto the bottom step of the space port and looked around – her expression brightly interested even as she slipped on a pair of auto-darkening shades to protect her eyes from the light. A warm, moisture-laden breeze danced around her, kissing her tawny skin and making her tip her head back as the wind rifled through her hair. She laughed aloud, lifting her arms and splaying her hands upwards towards the sun, her smile growing ever larger – she always had been a bit of a native, her father had always teased.

Attired in a festive little knit outfit, Perl decided it had been worth the three hours on-board she had spent poring over her piles of clothing to find the perfect look for her first day on New Terra. The loose weave of the cotton knit let the sun dance across her flesh and let her skin breathe while still leaving her very decently attired, despite the warm clime. And honestly – what isn’t to love about wrap around clothing strips you could wear however it pleased you? Half the fun in clothing was how creatively one could utilize it – she had yet to see any other terran that was wrapped as judiciously as her. The clothing itself was comfortable and supportive without being constricting or restricting – and she absolutely loved the sarong-like style she had been able to achieve with knotting and stretching out the skirt.

Giggling softly, Perl lowered her hands – inadvertently jerking on the plastic tether tied to her wrist, causing the null-grav platform loaded with her pile of luggage to swing forwards and bump into the back of her knees. “Whoops!” she said, laughing as she went tripping down the last stair and happily strode across the plaza outside the port towards the towering condominium-like resorts between her and the beach.

Man, this place is phen!, she thought to herself, glancing through the cool amber-tinted planes of her glasses at the passers-by. The girls were all tanned and radiant, walking arm in arm – or arm in tentacle, as the case might be – with gorgeous specimens of youth and virility. But, then again, who didn’t look young and virile in this day and age, huh? She reminded herself with a little chuckle – the floating raft behind her gliding smoothly along in her wake as she aimed herself at the tallest, most impressive looking building she could see. “Stellar!” she exclaimed out loud, grinning and winking teasingly at the courteous gentleman who held aside one of the gold-framed doors for her to pass through.

Man, Dad is so primo – I mean, this place is absolute TOPS! I have to remember to send him lots of hugs and kisses whenever I get around to vidphoning him, she told herself as moments later she was following a smooth gravity-well elevator up to her floor. Blinking key in hand, she followed its polite electronic direction until she was admitted into a sumptuous suite, decorated in an almost cheesy tropical theme. Hmm, they could have used a better decorator, she thought, but I’m sure this stuff wasn’t cheap anyways.

Humming to herself, she flipped the vidscreen to a display of the beach below, glancing out her balcony doors at it with an anticipatory grin before moving back to the platform following her around like an automated puppy and began unloading her pile of stuff.

I just bet the therma-surfing here is out of SIGHT! I can hardly wait to get down there and try out this new foil I got – I wonder if I can get enough lift to actually do some jumping? She thought to herself, her mind meandering randomly as she unpacked case after case of glittering, soft clothing that was as famous by feel as it was by sight. Fortunately most of it was equipped with its own nanogear for combating wrinkles, dirt, creases, and any other trivial unhappiness that traveling – let along wearing – might induce on clothing. Perl just threw everything into drawers and slammed them shut with her hip, finally compressing the boxes into a slender package no thicker than her finger and no bigger than her palm that she tossed in one of the bureau drawers after dumping out a makeup case bigger than her head on its surface.

“Ha! All done – and people think I can’t take care of myself!” she mumbled under her breath even as she programmed the null-grav pad to return to its issuing station and tossed it over the balcony - letting the gyros and electronics in it sort out which way was up, down, and which way was home.

Content with that, she grabbed a sleek, metallic-hued bag that was almost as tall as she was and a third as wide and slung it over one shoulder.

“Look out beach, here I come!” she exclaimed gaily before marching out of her room – the vidscreen still displaying the swaying trees and pristine beach below, her makeup a pyramid of glittering containers that were slowly sliding off the bureau and onto the floor, the balcony doors left wide open, and all the lights glaring in the empty room.
 
“Time to undress,”

Words that were echoing in her mind, she pondered if this was a command yet her insides were still on fire. A needy sensation that was building as she stood there letting a creature that she never encountered before touch her intimately.

The heat was burning deeply, her nipples poking forward as the mind flashed sexual images, the manner in which her kind made love. Her pussy lips moist and swollen from the tingling moods of arousal that was building onwards. Chayla could still taste the drink on her lips as she wanted to kiss him.

The beads of sweat reforming and adding a glistening sheen to her coloring.

"Why are you doing this?" She ventured in asking as she jutted her breasts out savoring the sweat vibrating tugs on the pert nipples.

Her hand reached out and stroked his face. "Name?" her mind was jumbling as the sexual fever was growing again. Chayla felt that fire rise and even completely void of clothing she felt as if in furs and sweat was dripping to the floor. Yet as her body responded to the mass quantanties of stimuli she muttered aloud. "I'm afraid... please don't hurt me."
 
Pokem

Pokem with tentacles attached to her nipples and clit could feel the mixed emotions going through Chayla’s mind as he carefully teased her body to greater arousal, the strongest emotion was sexual but underneath he could sense fear. As she brushed his face with her hand she managed to say “Name” before her emotions took over again “Pokem” he projected to her mind hoping that it would register.

"I'm afraid... please don't hurt me." she muttered as a tentacle wrapped around her waist and lifted her bodily onto the bed as the suckers attached to her nipples increased their vibrations. He had no intention of hurting her he just wanted the pleasure of her body and for her to enjoy the pleasure of his tentacles as they penetrated her body. The tip of his cock in the tentacle attached to her clit started to flick her clit stimulating her more as his other tentacle slid between her ass cheeks and attached itself around the entrance to her ass.

As he carefully laid her on the bed he kissed her gently sending calming and joyful thoughts to her mind as he felt her sexual desire increase as his tentacles increased their teasing of her body. As his tongue sort hers the tip of the cock in the tentacle attached over the entrance to her ass started to tease her ass by carefully rubbing against the entrance, not trying to gain entry just yet.

As the tentacle around her waist released her and slithered over her shoulder towards her face the tentacle on her clit released it and a he allowed two inches of his cock to slip into her soaking pussy stopping well before he touched her hymen.
 
Chayla found a strange throbbing in her mind wasn't distracting. it was her dualism that understood... “Pokem” .

Chayla was shaking as his reach touched her anally. She was familiar with the aspect but not the pleasure of the feel. Naturally her body tensed as the slithering moved to her puckered hole.

Her body quivered again as the clit was released from all the suckling pleasure, fluid trickled along her inner thigh, seeping to her rectum. Her breasts aching from the tugs of suction. In many ways this was tender and exquiste but on the other hand she was drugged to come to this point.

Her tongue rolled over her lips, refurbishing the effect of her drink. Chayla was moving her hands along his shoulders and face. Her moist lips parting to bring forth the kiss of innocense.

Her body heat was climbing once again as the tentacle entered her virgin passage. Despite the mental spikes of pleasure and calm, Chayla instinctively flinched. She could feel the member within her, her mind fuzzing the truth of what was in her.. not human... not fully comprehensive of the human nature.

"Ahhhhhhh" Chayla's back rose off the bed as the tap to her hymen was made. IT was as if the creature was studying this difference of woman, or was that the reason that Pokem took her, her pureness?
 
Pokem

Pokem felt the trickle of her fluids from her sex lubricating his cock at the entrance to her ass and at the same time lubricating her puckered hole ready for him to penetrate. He could feel her hands desperately exploring his face and upper body as her sexual heat increased during the kiss, still her mind seemed to be in turmoil as his cock in her pussy started to move carefully in and out of her.

Chayla arched her back and moaned "Ahhhhhhh" breaking the kiss as the head of his cock touched her hymen for the first time without breaking it, quickly his tentacle near her face replaced his mouth with the cock inside entwining with her tongue. The cock at the entrance to her ass started to move gently putting careful pressure on the entrance to her ass teasing it to allow him entry.

More lubrication from her sex eventually allowed the cock to penetrate her ass but he stopped as just over an inch went inside her, he was now in the position he’d worked for with a cock in her mouth, pussy and ass. He started sending pleasure thoughts to her knowing she was a virgin she wouldn’t know how much pleasure she was about to receive when he finally filled her with his thick warm cum.
 
Chayla gulped several times over the tentacle that puffed her cheeks out, reddening under her eyes began as her tongue twisted and twirled about the strange member.

Her ass pulsed as the tentacle purged inward, such vibrations of velvety tightness, surrounded by the quim of her body. Granting graceful pressure in a part of her body that seemed disdained for unattentions. Her back straightened then went stiff as the hole throbbed holding the alien cock firmly. Rectal spasms rippling along the head.

Her cunt lips trembling as the head scooted back and forth without destroying what she was. Making her passage contract with glee as the flesh tapped within bringing more excitement to surface. Her nostrils flaring to the enchanting scent of sex wafting about the unusual pair.

Her hands grasping his sides as she gulped harder on his tentacle thrusting at the back of her mouth.
 
The windy breeze greeted the once odd but now greeted creature. Donovan -- for that was his "human" name -- savored the salty smell and radiant warmth of New Terra. Was the old earth really like this? He was dressed in his white suit, stunning, yet basic and of classical look. His dark sunglasses protected his eyes, but did not prevent him from looking at the feast of beauties on the beach. One particular beauty seemed to be quite interested in watching the other mixed... couples. Arm in tentacle, and all that. Perhaps she was looking for the offerings that a male human could not offer? Donovan licked his lips, a bad habit he acquired.

He knew that subtlety between races was a futile thing, so he picked a good spot -- definitely within view of the divine woman, and began to strip. He felt quite comfortable with his body, and perhaps that was part of the attraction his species had with others. The hat... the coat... his shirt... He neatly folded them as he gradually revealed his trim body.

And he showed his tentacles. At first, humans found them odd, as they reminded them and mimicked the unseen human anatomy. Yet, like the artificially bred orchid, they were only similar enough to be less of a shocking sight than a symbol of an ideal. Indeed, he would laugh at his friends who, after starting a relationship with a human, wondered if they were less partners than prizes or pets.

In any case, he spied out of the hidden corners of his eyes, other eyes looking at him but trying not to been seen so. He smirked to himself a bit, then took out his suntan oil. He spread it on his face, his neck, his chest. And then the tentacles. Yes, that attracted more attention, as he spread the glistening oil upon his... manhood, they would call it. His flesh now suggested the thralls of sex, as if coated with the juices of one's lover. He decided not to think of it.

Unfortunately, there was one thing he shared with the humans, and even tentacles didn't seem to help. Millions of evolution and it was the same: He couldn't apply oil to his back. He slowly pulled down his sunglasses and asked the woman. "Could you do me a favor...?"

OOC: Thanks to bullshot as I stumble along here. I'll read the thread closer and edit this post as I can. Dreamgrrl, perhaps Perl could settle down next to Donovan and accept his offer? Take your time. :kiss:


aka. Washu! ^O^
 
Pokem

Pokem knew that he could take his time to enjoy their copulation as the cocks in his tentacles wouldn’t climax until all three were ready which meant that he could pleasure her in each entrance separately before using all three together. He could feel her body relaxing now that he’d penetrated her properly, he eased the cock in her ass further in until all ten inches were buried deep in her. The tightness felt wonderful on his cock as her ass throbbed sending shivers through his cock into his body, he’d never felt anything like it as he carefully touched her mind he could sense that she wasn’t in any discomfort from it.

The feel of her tongue wrestling with the cock in her mouth was something else, it wasn’t a rejection it was more like she was licking it and encouraging it to go in further. He started a steady thrusting into her mouth and felt her hands grasping him as the head of the cock started hitting the back of her mouth and entrance to her throat. Fortunately his cocks were fully flexible and would it would slide down her throat once she overcame the gag reflex which he could feel starting in her mind.

Although she was having trouble she was gulping as his cock reached the back of her mouth as if she was trying to swallow the member and let it slide into her throat. The end of the tentacle had splayed to cover her mouth allowing the cock to slide in and out of it with ease, he was thrusting it a little harder each time waiting for her to swallow at the right time so the cock could slide down her throat.

The cock in her ass was still, letting her get used to the feel of his long thick member buried there, her rectum started to relax as she got used to the feel of it in her. The tentacle at her sex had spread to cover her pussy and with a gentle sucking was drawing her pussy lips along with her clit partially into it as the cock it sheathed continued to carefully slide in and out of her without breaking her hymen. That was going to be the final pleasure before all three cocks started to fuck her at the same time.
 
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Perl Harmonius

-=<{ OOC: Scribe, very happy to have you here. One post from Perl, on its way *^_^* }>=-

Having happily dispensed with the mundane trivia of her room and possessions, Perl was happily dropping once more down the gravity-well elevator and tripping out the front door of the hotel – held for her by the same young man she had seen earlier, and Perl gave him another one of her killer smiles as her feet turned towards the beach, her glasses darkening in the suns glare as she gazed around unselfconsciously.

Even though the planet was different, the terrain different, and even some of the people, Perl was surrounded by people who act alike on beaches the galaxy over. There were sun bathers (she jokingly called them worshippers, sometimes), people playing sports, people swimming in the water, and people playing sports while in the water. People were eating, laughing, having a great time – and it gave Perl a wonderful vibe that made her broad and bright smile seem to stretch the confines of her skin. Laughing at herself and her own silliness, she continued winding her way towards an almost completely open stretch of sand nearby.

A Zorg passed closed by, and Perl was staring less at these guys’ tentacles than at the three women drifting after him. Ever since the sex revolution in the mid 21st century, women had proved to guys that since they were the carriers of life, it was pretty much men’s responsibility to make women feel like sex was worthwhile. And in Perl’s lifetime, she had had quite a few prove to her just how ‘worthwhile’ sex could be – but to warrant the kind of endless adoration this guy was getting, he had to be something else.

Perl laughed and glanced away as she dropped to her knees in the sand, between some scattered sun-worshippers – some nude, some not – and plopped her canvas bag in front of her.

Hey, whatever makes them happy, right? Right – and right now, getting this foil and board out and catching some wicked-cool space on the waves was going to make HER happy.

Perl let the bag slung over her shoulder slide down the length of one arm and then flatten itself in the sand, the noise of her movements unheard over the soothing – if a little aggressive – attack and retreat of waves against this stretch of beach. With quick, nimble fingers she brought out a roll of fabric, from which two dozen tiny strings dangled. Turning back to her bag, she rummaged through it and was moving towards the cloth bundle with what looked like a bright purple and a neon orange tube of foam in each hand when a polite voice intruded on her private ruminations.

“Could you do me a favor...?" came a voice from over her shoulder. Kneeling for a moment in the sand and blinking slowly to re-orient herself from the self-involved little world she had been lost in, Perl dropped the plastic tubes covered in foam and hooks onto the pile of cloth before turning to peer over her shoulder with a tilted head. Turning with a sunny smile in place, Perl glanced over at her closest neighbor – and paused upon seeing it was a young and handsome Zorg, sprawled in all his ‘natural glory’. But the guy was holding a big bottle of suntan oil, and while he smelled like hydroponic coconuts, she could easily see that, tentacles or not, he wasn’t going to be able to get between his own shoulder blades. Perl laughed – not at the guy, but in a kind of amazed relief that while the people who interacted here were supposed so different, there were obviously some base similarities between them.

“Hey, sure, happy to help out, man,” she said warmly, turning and knee-walking on the tiny little granules arrayed in miniature hillocks and dunes between her and the shaded young man. “You want this on your back?” she asked, smiling while she reached for the oil-coated bottle – after all, what was the fun in doing strange stuff in different places if one didn’t derive at least the littlest bit of fun from it?
 
"Ah, yes," I blushed. Curious, that, despite my sexual yearnings, my desires, I still felt like a mere schoolboy at times. My own tentacles grew warm and red -- was this her first time she was exposed to seeing another race's sexual organs, well, exposed? Still, one's mundane extremities, is another's naughty bits. As a studier in the cultures of humankind, I read of those that thought of the mouth itself as a sexual organ. After all, you could do *so* much pleasure with it, no? Mmmm... and, indeed, my tentacles were becoming a tad more stimulated with the thought of her lips touching mine, her divine tongue -- oh, my, where were we? I know as a Zorg, we have a mind link to our partners if we had sex. But it was rumored that the female of the human species could read minds even without the act...

And so I lifted my sunglasses to reveal my eyes, and smiled at her, her beautiful red lips replying to me. My tentacles curled at her magnificent beauty. While one of them wrapped itself around a bottle of suntan lotion, the others danced about, seemingly having minds of their own. (Again, it was rumored that the sexual organ of the male human acted similarly, almost to the point of controlling the rest of the male body!) I handed (tentacled?) it to her, and lay down on my towel on the warm sand.

There were others on the beach, of course, in various states of dress and undress. It was a "European" beach, as it were, though it seemed the terrans with an American accent made more of a fuss about the convenience than others. Naturally, as one whose sexual organs were exposed, it seemed rather arbitrary to expose four of them, and not the fifth. I did indeed note her accent as American, so asked, "Would you mind if I were naked? The sun is wonderful that I wish to feel all its rays on my body." Indeed, I had not applied oil there, and hoped I would feel her there as well.

OOC: Glad to join! Woohoo! Elf Only Inn! :D


Scribe.
 
Chayla choked slightly as the head moved deeper into her anal passage. Her body throbbed with new sparks of electricity, a deepening pleasure that she hadn't conceived.

Chayla tried to swallow, it was large then it wasn't but her ability to bring some relief to her jaw seemed useless. However frenching with it brought another wickness within her thoughts. How could there be two? Then it seemed to shrink and she gulped swallowing the head with ease, making her breathe a little easier. Her nostrils flaring as the scent wafted about her nose. Her inexperience made the suckling more orgasmic, it was as if it were alive more then just flesh full of viens and muscles.

Chayla thrusted back as the one at her pussy was giving her senations of tugs. Gentle and arousing at first but now it was making her thighs twitch anxiously.
In her mind she was aware of the lack of pain.. everyone told her that her first time would bring pain, it was a sign of her purity.

"How is this possible?" Chayla asked mentally as her muscles contracted in her ass. Her cunt swelled as the ring was stroked to a point that she muffled a cry of pleasure.

Chayla began to be more receptive to the sexual pleasure as her legs parted further apart, Her knees dropping to the side, her hips flexing upwards desiring more pleasure as the groan of pleasure vibrated thru her body.
 
Pokem

As Chayla gulped and swallowed his cock Pokem carefully pushed it into her throat feeding the full ten inches into her keeping it there knowing that he’fd be able to tell if she was distressed not being able to breathe. He started moving the cock in her ass with short sharp strokes at first gradually lengthening them until the full length was sliding in and out of her rear passage. He withdrew the cock from her throat letting her take a few quick breaths before pushing it back in again gradually he synchronised the cocks moving in her ass and throat so they were both driving in and out together.

Chayla was suckling on his cock in her mouth and throat as it slid in and out of her throat, now that he had the two moving in unison he started to move the one in her gently putting more pressure on her hymen as he prepared to take her virginity.

"How is this possible?" he felt her ask in his mind and knew she was asking about the lack of pain as buffeted her hymen with the cock in her pussy.

“It only hurts if your lover breaks it without consideration,” he told her in her mind as her legs widened and she lifted her hips off the bed giving him easier penetration as his cock finally easily slipped through taking her virginity without pain.

He could feel the desire for more pleasure in her mind as his cock easily slid its full length into her cunt, as he started to synchronise it with the other two he could feel it rubbing her clit as slid in and out of her. He now had a cock sliding in and out of each entrance to her body in unison, with the forth tentacle teasing her nipples he could feel her pleasure in her mind and vibrating through her body.
 
Chayla thought she heard an answer but it wasn't an answer she expected.. He said lover... was that another aspect of the Zorg?

Chayla ground into the pressure, her mouth sucking harder as the tentacles in her ass and cunt were being pulsed but the see saw orgasms. In some ways it felt like the yoyo for both holes until the xenith of the push-pull was bringing more and more vibrations thru her spine and stomache.

ohh My body feels so strange and I want to explode.. oh Pokem, I think I'm going to cum! Chayla thought as she arched her back and thrusted up and back.
 
Pokem

“ohh My body feels so strange and I want to explode.. oh Pokem, I think I'm going to cum!” he caught the thought from Chayla as her body ached.

He was close himself and after a dozen more strokes in each opening he slammed all three cocks into her as they exploded his hot thick cum into her throat, ass and cunt in great spurts one after the other.

He withdrew his cock from her throat so that it was in her mouth for the last couple of shots giving her his taste and at the same time creating the link that would allow him to call her back for more. He knew from her mind that she’d enjoyed immense pleasure during their copulation but her body confirmed it as she lay on the bed convulsing the movement was milking the cocks still in her ass and pussy taking every drop from them.

He quickly inserted the block in her mind hiding the fact that he’d used multiple cocks on her to give the pleasure as they lay together waiting for him to finish ejaculating into her.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” he thought at her looking towards the bathroom where he knew there would be a large round sunken bath for them to use.

As he waited for her response he removed his cocks from her body knowing that his cum would soon be seeping out of her pussy and ass thinking about the link and wondering how long it would last for.

The other Zorgs had told him it would last for just over a week minimum but it depended on the girl sometimes it had more effect and lasted longer, he’d enjoyed Chayla and looked forward to enjoying her again in the future.
 
Chayla basked in the fire of liquid that poured into her body, the salty taste of jism taking on a sweetness that she would crave the next time they came together..

It felt like her body was taking a drink as her muscles milked the cocks below. It was a fullness that was beyond description that kept her overwhelmed and into the pulsing thumps that vibrated from opening to the very end of the penis.

Chayla laid back panting heavily under the sheen of sweat that glistened over her pale skin. There was a groan of joy as the muscles contracted holding his body close to hers.

Is it always this way.. that it feels like dying to live again? Chayla asked herself as her chest heaved gaining air for the aching lungs.

Her eyes caught his glancing to the bathroom. "Yes that sounds like a good idea." She replied thinking that he spoke openly.

Stepping into the bathroom was another shock as the large swirling waters were exceptionally inviting. The aromas that filtered the water was to enhance the sexual experience however Pokem wouldn't be effected for it was designed for the Terran's. Chayla relaxed even more in the tub and took the opportunity to cuddle into Pokem's chest.

"Thank You." Chayla said as she snuggled to his shoulder and kissed his ear lob softly.
 
Perl Harmonius

Perl watched the myriad of emotions slide across her neighbor’s face, one eyebrow slowly winging upwards even as her smile continued to spread. Poor guy, he seems nervous or something! He sure is nice for an alien, she laughingly thought to herself, trying to look reassuring. One of the tentacle-arms handed her the slippery bottle, and she immediately wrapped two hands around it in an attempt to keep a solid grip on its oily surface.

The sand beneath her knees was starting to bite, but Perl simply knelt back on her heels for a second and then tugged the soft knit skirt beneath them before shifting forwards with a smile. The Zorg had removed his sun glasses, and she found that, like often happened to her, she smiled as she met his gaze with warm reassurance and happiness. She gave a little giggle and shifted forwards, leaning over the towel and its occupant as he managed to finagle himself onto his stomach and offer his back to her. Perl squirted a handful of the slippery, viscous, heavily scented oil into her right palm and bent her head downwards to concentrate as she first dribbled it across the sleekly muscled length of back and spine before her and then clutched the bottle loosely between her knees while both hands turned to the task of slowly massaging in an attempt to spread the liquid evenly and smoothly.

“Would you mind if I were naked? The sun is wonderful that I wish to feel all its rays on my body,” spoke up the gentleman stretched before her. Perl laughed, her hands slipping first one way and then the other as she gave a gallic shrug and tilted her head and leaned over so she could look into his face as she answered him.

“Hey, I don’t care – if it makes you happy, man, feel free!” she said, laughing. “Seriously – look at all these people sun worshipping. No one here cares about anything other than having a good time, so I don’t think you should let it bother you, either.” Her smile was radiant and huge as she continued to knead the sun-warmed flesh beneath her – half out of consideration, as there were some patchy spots, but half just for the personal gratification of touching strong, vibrant flesh and muscle. Perl was a total sucker for the guys with muscles, and she knew it – although the muscle-builder guys were really kind of nauseating, the beauty in a man who was in shape was undeniable.

Perl couldn’t help it – she laughed at herself. Gee, talk about random! Getting the bottle out from between her thighs, she popped it closed and set it on the towel next to the Zorg’s head, dipping her own down and offering a bright, sunny smile.

“All done, guy! If it’s your first time on the beach, take it easy on yourself, ok?” she said jocularly, pointing at her own pert little nose. “If you don’t, you might burn – and that hurts, not to mention peeling is so-o-o-o gech! Then sometimes you get freckles too, and people pick on you for it.” She winked teasingly.

Straightening up, she noticed that her hair had been dragging itself through the sand – and the wind had picked up. Thinking about the sea thermals got her all giddy and pumped – her pulse accelerating with anticipation even as she absently lifted her arms to coil her hair loosely against the back of her head and tie it down, her face turned towards the ocean and her body straining towards it with a faint arch.
 
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Pokem

Pokem enjoyed the thoughts going through Chayla’s mind as she slowly recovered from their sexual pleasure, when he got off the bed she followed him into the bathroom and stopped taking in the sights and smells of the room. The whole of the bathroom was designed to sexually please the Terran women as they cleaned and refreshed themselves after enjoying the pleasures of a Zorg.

As they slipped into the water Chayla snuggled up to Pokem so he put a tentacle around her body holding her close but taking care to avoid her sexual organs. Unlike his manhood the tentacles could be used again after only a few minutes, this would increase the time of the link but Pokem wanted her to relax and enjoy the sensation of the bath.

"Thank You." Chayla said as she rested her head on his shoulder and kissed his ear lobe sending shiver through his body. He raised her head and kissed her full on the lips, he could enjoy relaxing with her now with gentle kisses. As they kissed a tentacle reached out and picked up a sponge impregnated with scented soap using this he proceeded to gently rub the sponge all over her body.

As he worked he started making plans for the next time they were together, of course he’d finish with the three tentacles again but he wanted to taste her and use his manhood on her first. Chayla appeared to be relaxing under the ministrations of the sponge as he cleaned her body thoroughly he stoped the kisses when he’d covered her completely with the sponge.

“I don’t know about you but I could do with a drink,” he told her as he started to rise from the water. “Shall we go back to the bar?” he asked.
 
Chayla marveled at his kisses, how they felt light and tingly. She slipped her arm about his neck and softly groaned as the sponge moved over her active skin. Chayla had never realized how sex made you more of aware of touches and aromas. Then she giggled, "I suppose that I seem a bit babyish to you."

Chayla chucked again as a thought from one of her conversations with co-workers cropped up in her mind.

"You know Chayla, now that Candi got her cherry popped.. like a newborn baby she craves more man's milk.. that tramp" Connie remarked.

" Really Connie? When you have sex then you start over in a sexual form of maturity?"

Connie and her red hair rolled her green eyes before replying, "Chayla... you need to get laid more often then you'll know actually what I mean."


"Mmmmm that felt wonderful." Chayla nodded then kissed Pokem once more before rinsing the soap off her body. Deep down Chayla had to think again about the joys of bathing versus the twelve minute shower. "I think I may have changed my perferences."

“I don’t know about you but I could do with a drink,” he told her as he started to rise from the water. “Shall we go back to the bar?” he asked.

"Drink?" Then Chayla remembered her delicious fruity drink but she was drinking with someone, wasn't she?

"Pokem? You and I were having drinks in the bar earlier.. weren't we?"
 
Pokem

Pokem ignored the comment about being babyish, he was a newcomer to their coupling himself although he’d be a lot less nervous next time with Chayla or another girl. He smiled at her thoughts about the girls she used to work with maybe now she knew what they meant only they wouldn’t have had the experience she had.

"Mmmmm that felt wonderful." She said as he finished washing her, she kissed him before rinsing all the soap off herself.

"Drink? Pokem? You and I were having drinks in the bar earlier.. weren't we?" she asked when he mentioned he could do with a drink sounding unsure of herself.

“No! You were drinking with a Terran from his reaction to my interference he’s been on the island a long time or been here before and knows the score,” Pokem informed her as they returned to the bedroom and started dressing.

“Shall we go?” he asked when she’d dressed again making an arm with his tentacles for her to link with him.

As they entered the bar they could see Joe sitting on his own so Pokem guided Chatla over to him and sat her down calling for drinks before he sat himself.

“Her she is back safe and sound,” Pokem said to Joe as the drinks arrived.
 
“No! You were drinking with a Terran from his reaction to my interference he’s been on the island a long time or been here before and knows the score,” Pokem informed her.

"Knows the score." Chayla repeated letting the statement sink in as she slipped back into her blouse and skirt. Somehow that statement made her emotions drop slightly.

“Shall we go?” he asked.

"Yes of course, thank you." Chayla replied politely, she turned and looked over the room as they left. She needed to hold the image to remind herself that it wasn't a dream.

"Hello again, friend." Chayla said with a soft smile as her eyes lowered slightly.

“Here she is back safe and sound,” Pokem said to Joe as the drinks arrived.

"What kind of drinks are we having? The last one I had gave me a strange fluttering in my stomache... I'm really not much of a drinker."
 
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