Zorg's World

[bullshot]

Joe & Pokem

“It’s a fruity drink,” Joe replied as the mechanical waiter served them all drinks. “I drink it all the time,” he added.

“Yes! It appears to be the favourite drink around the bar,” Pokem said pointing out that everybody in sight had the same drink in their hands.

“I don’t think the waiter is programmed to serve anything else its so long since something else was ordered,” Joe said with a laugh. “Try it and see what happens, ask for another drink,” he added still laughing. Pokem had started laughing as well but for a different reason he was the only one at the table that knew the effects of the drink on Terran females.

“Did you enjoy yourself with our friend here?” Joe asked not having been introduced to Pokem. “You’ll have to tell me all about it later,” he suggested to Chayla thinking about taking her to bed with him.

He knew that after the Zorg she’d be ready for more it just took a little time for the feeling to kick in, he wondered how long the Zorg would stay with them so that he could start questioning Chayla about what had happened.

Pokem could feel the urgency coming from the Terran male about questioning Chatla so he decided to stay around for a while to see what ensued. It was obvious to Pokem that the Terran had been on the island either for some time or before and had been asking questions about the Zorgs and now wanted answers from Chayla.

 

[landiek]

“It’s a fruity drink,” Joe replied “I drink it all the time,”

"Like I was drinking before?" Chayla asked softly.

“Yes! It appears to be the favourite drink around the bar,” Pokem said pointing out that everybody in sight had the same drink in their hands.

"Yes I can see that." Chayla responded with a sigh of frustration.

“I don’t think the waiter is programmed to serve anything else its so long since something else was ordered,” Joe said with a laugh. “Try it and see what happens, ask for another drink,”

Chayla bristled as the pair was laughing but she wasn't sure that she wanted to drink again. Though she noticed that the earlier drinks seemed to have worn off.
Chayla smiled graciously then took a small sip, setting the drink on the table and paying attention to the conversation.

“Did you enjoy yourself with our friend here?” Joe asked.

"It was a learning experience." Chayla smirked.

“You’ll have to tell me all about it later,” he suggested to Chayla thinking about taking her to bed with him.

"Oh I'm sorry.. Joe this is Pokem ( poe kim).. Pokem meet Joe."

Chayla felt on the spot between the two men and so she asked the one question that was utmost on her mind. "Do you always lift women from guys?"

Chayla noticed that Pokem was not undalted from her question as much as that she asked. Yet she noticed the tension that was rising about the pair.. was it an Alpha Male thing?

Instead Chayla seemed to turn the tables by asking more questions. "So how old are you when you fully mature? I mean.. most have to be eighteen to be considered an adult in my culture.. "

 

[bullshot]

Joe & Pokem

Chayla introduced the two guys to each other before asking Pokem if he always lifted girls from other guys.

“Only if the guy is a Terran,” Pokem informed her. “If the Terran guy knows the score he just keeps quiet its not a good thing to object is it Joe?” Pokem continued.

“No! If a Terran objects and causes a scene he’s normally shipped off the island and banned from any future visits, I’ve seen it happen a few times,” Joe replied.

When Chayla asked about age Pokem was stumped for a moment, did she mean Zorg years or Terran years.

“In Terran years its about the same but in Zorg years it amounts to ninety years which is eighteen in your years,” Pokem told her as he sent out a telepathic message to any free Zorgs who might be around.

“Terran female likes three tentacles will be free in a few minutes come to the bar now,” was the message he sent.

Seeing that Chayla was not drinking he sent a suggestion to her mind that she liked the drink and she should drink quicker.

Joe wondered how long Pokem was going to stay around as he had lots of questions to ask Chayla about the Zorgs and knew that it was best to ask them when she’d only just returned from an encounter with a Zorg. He could also see two or three Zorgs walk into the bar and settle down separately at tables all watching the three of them, it was as if they were waiting for Pokem to leave so that one of them could claim Chayla for another session.

 

[scribe_m]

Donovan smiled warmly to the delightful young woman, as he handed the slippery bottle of scented oil to her. Their hands -- or at least her hand and his tentacle -- touched all to briefly. That the sexual organs of the Zorg were in their tentacles was, if at best, a rumor, and her fingertips gliding across the veins of his thick oiled arms sent him brief shivers he could hardly suppress.

His back, of course, was less sensitive. Yet, nonetheless, her fingers rubbed his muscles, spreading the oils along his back. He murmured a sigh of content, as the scent of the liquid found its ways to his nostrils. He had to admit that he cheated a little with this woman, as the oil was infused with a certain mixture that the Zorgs had rumored delighted the Terran females.

On approval of the woman to lie naked in the sun, he simply untied the side of his shorts, allowing the fabric to slide off his bottom. Its slight whiteness perhaps told of yet another unimportant commonality between the Zorgs and the Humans. He murmured again as her hands massaged his back.

Alas, the eternity of delight was much too short. Recovering from the enchantment of her touch, he sat up to accompany his newfound friend. "Mmm... I shall heed your advice and avoid over-indulging in the sun. Hmmm... have you oiled yourself for the sun? I would be much honored to return the favor. And, if the sun were to grant you freckles on your nose, I would be anything but picking on you for it."

OOC: Sorry I'm late!


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[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

-=<{( OOC: Not late at all; I am patient, and rather enjoy RPing when it is a good collaborative effort and not hasty … rather like lovemaking. * laugh * )}>=-

Perl started from her personal reverie, turning to smile at her companion. The scent of hydroponic coconut had eased somewhat, and from the hands in her lap and even from the faint traces of oil trapped in her thick, long hair, she could smell the faintest of sugared scents – a sweet, yet crisp scent that made her feel light-headed with each of her inhalations.

She saw now that he had eased his shorts downwards, and ever a respectful girl, she kept her gaze to above his shoulders only.

The wind teased at her bound hair, wisps of it dancing around her face as she tilted her head to one side and offered another lopsided, yet endearing, grin.

“"Mmm... I shall heed your advice and avoid over-indulging in the sun. Hmmm... have you oiled yourself for the sun? I would be much honored to return the favor. And, if the sun were to grant you freckles on your nose, I would be anything but picking on you for it."

Perl simply shook her head, chuckling and offering one bronzed forearm.

“I don’t have the genetic programming to burn, unless the sun is horribly strong – say, above ten thousand feet. Rather, I just get all golden, and then brown. Plus, I have already gotten enough sun this summer to get a few freckles, so I think I’m safe from too many more!” She said laughingly, her smile warm, her eyes glittering as she propped herself on one arm and yet didn’t move back to her bag or abandoned items. The smell was tugging at her senses, and this guy was courteous and mannerly, friendly and outgoing.

She also worried that maybe he needed a friend – lots of people did. And she was happy to fill such a spot for him; the beaches crowds were thinning, the afternoon waning, people moving on to get ready for a night of revelry and excitement on the utopian beach island. Yet the briny smell of the ocean and the beige sands drew her like a lodestone, and she was content to remain where she was.

Perl flushed suddenly, realizing that as friendly as she was trying to be, she had failed utterly and completely on one simple level.

“I am so sorry! I’ve been sitting here babbling ridiculously and I haven’t even introduced myself!” Perl extended one arm, her flesh itself smooth and gently rounded, the muscle beneath shapely and neither outstandingly defined nor lacking. “I’m Perl Harmonius! It’s such a pleasure to meet you – while I’ve met domestic aliens, I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting an intergalactic one.” She paused and laughed, blushing as she lowered her eyes and looked chagrined. “I’m sorry – that must sound horribly rude of me. Please, do forgive me – I have a mental disease called ‘think little speak much’ – and it means that I do lots and lots of talking without letting my brain stop and ponder out what I actually communicate.” She gave Donavon a contrite look, her upper row of teeth sinking into her lower lip in apprehension.

 

[scribe_m]

Donovan extended two tentacles to meet her soft, delicate hands. They wrapped around her fingers, touching, almost exploring. His tentacles were warm to the touch, firm yet giving to the touch. He gave a slight squeeze as he shook her hand. "My name is Donovan. I've heard so much about these Terran beaches, that I came to explore myself. I understand this is a terraformed beach, but it is true enough for me." The sun began to wane, and he placed on his robe. "So what Terran evening pleasures do you recommend? Could I please have the pleasure of your company in them?"

OOC: Will edit and add more as I have time.
OOC: Mental note: Find some way to work in fruity drink.


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[bullshot]

Joe / Pokem / Chayla

After they’d all had two or three drinks Pokem decided that it was time to leave.

“I’ll leave you two together I’ve some unfinished business to attend to,” he informed them both getting up from the table.

Joe gave a sigh of relief he’d thought that Pokem would never leave, now maybe he’d get some answers from Chayla.

“See you around,” Joe replied to Pokem as a way of saying goodbye. As he watched the Zorg walk out through the door he turned to Chayla ready to start questioning her but before he could start he saw two of the predatory Zorgs move over to them.

“Sorry but this lady has business with us,” one of them said to Joe, what he didn’t know was the other was inserting the suggestion into Chayla’s mind that she would enjoy their company. He watched dumbfounded as Chayla got up and walked out of the bar with an arm around each Zorg.

Joe knew that the girls loved their time with the Zorgs but he wondered about Chayla having two Zorgs at once.

Pokem left the bar and headed for his room to see if Sandra was still there or if she'd woken and left either way he was going to have a lie down.

 

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Perl couldn’t help it – she blushed as Donovan’s tentacles enclosed her hand in their slick, warm feel. Heck, she wasn’t a prude; but the idea of openly caressing someone’s sex organs in public – and enjoying it! – made her almost angry at herself. Yet she couldn’t help it – first off, in all politeness, he had wrapped the thick, surging tendrils of flesh around her in answer to proffered hand, and the warm, silken glide of his flesh was sheer pleasure in and of itself. She shook off a shiver of pleasure and frowned briefly at her own ridiculous behavior even as he gave her his name and talked about the beauty around them.

“Terran beaches are a little different – but only in color, really.” She replied absently, her hands clasping themselves as his flesh withdrew from her own and left her suddenly feeling cold and under-dressed on the beach. She was surprised to watch him tugging on his robe, but offered him a warm smile as he asked about entertainment venues.

“Well of course there are plenty of bars and restaurants and then the outdoor mall to peruse – mostly, the entertainments are social things like clubs or ‘hang out’ spots where people can get together and meet and mingle.” Her smile broadened at his question. “Well, sure – I’d be glad to accompany you if you like. I was going to catch some thermals, but I can undoubtedly do that later or tonight.”

 

[scribe_m]

"Mmm... I heard of this bar nearby, where they serve this fruity drink. Would you like to accompany me?" It was wonderfully casual at this beach, and I put on my light yet comfortable robe as we walked towards the street. Now, I don't know about technology, but I slung over my shoulder my suit-bag that had half the wardrobe I'd be needing for the evening. I looked forward to perhaps dining and dancing with the young lady, and changing into my suit if need be.

Remarkably, I noticed an aquaintance there. "Joseph," I said. "Good to meet you here. This is my friend, Perl." I shook hands with the Terran. "I understand they have a specialty drink here. The Hytack Twister, I believe it's called."

OOC: Bullshot's reminded me that the tentacles of the Zorg are *not* well known as sexual organs. Also, the Twister is a sexual stimulant for Terran females. Mmm.. fruity drink!


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[bullshot]

Joe

"Oh! Hello again Donovan," he said shaking the offered tentacle.

"Pleased to meet you," he said turning to Perl and offering his hand to her smiling as he did so.

Joe was used to the Zorgs always turning up with a woman on their tentacle but this girl appeared to be another new girl like Chayla.

"I don't know about a speciality drink but it appears to be the only drink the mechanical waiters serve and everybody drinks it. It does appear to have a low alcohol content, I have to drink something like twenty before I feel any effect," he replied to Donovan's question about the drink.

"Why don't you use this table, I was just leaving," Joe suggested getting up from his seat.

 

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

-=<{( OOC: My bad, guess I was confused. Let’s just call it bad storytelling on my part and write it off, please? Thanks. )}>=-

"Mmm... I heard of this bar nearby, where they serve this fruity drink. Would you like to accompany me?" Donovan asked her, and Perl chuckled. The place was known as the local terrestrial to extra meat market – but hey, the guy was nice, and he smelled so good now with that gleaming coat of oil. Shrugging as he slipped on his robe, Perl scooped her own gear into her old-fashioned canvas duffle and slung the six foot long bag across one shoulder, her legs eating up the sand as she moved to catch up with him.

“Sure, Donovan – I’d enjoy that. I’ll be honest, I really look forward to getting to know you!” she said brightly, her huge smile once more in place as she trotted down the street at his side. Moments later, the picturesque scene behind them disappeared as they stepped into the dim, cool atmosphere of the bar.

Donovan immediately made his way over to a small table where a turbo guy sat and Perl hung behind Donovan’s shoulder as he started talking to him. A moment later, she was introduced to Joseph, and she shook his hand with a beaming smile and earnestly said how happy she was to meet him. The two were discussing the islands renowned ‘specialty drink’, and Perl glanced around the room idly, content with being ignored as she hummed softly to herself.

But a moment later, Donovan’s friend stood up and invited them to use his table. Perl blushed and shook her head, glancing between Donovan and Joseph warily – was this some kind of scam?

“Oh, no – that’s alright, really! I’m sure we can find somewhere else to sit, unless you’d like to join us?” Perl responded automatically, ever the considerate socialite.

 

[scribe_m]

Donovan beamed at Perl's response. "Yes, I would love to know you better as well." His tentacle wrapped around her forearm, the sensation heightened by the oil. He became a little warmer, releasing some of the scent of the oil. Donovan wondered what effect it would have on her. "Oh, I'm sorry you have to leave, Joseph. Thank you for your hospitality." Donovan accompanied Perl in the booth, and ordered a drink. He heard it had little effect on males -- but it wasn't in demand because of that. It supposedly had aphrodiasiac quality for women. As the mechanical waiter delivered drinks to the couple, Donovan sipped it. Not exactly heady, but a fine taste indeed. His tentacle rested under the table sort of nonchalantly next to her arm. He wondered if, indeed the effects were true. Or if they were simply a way for aTerran women to have *her* way with him...

OOC: Actually, bullshot said it was no problem to wait until landiek comes back...


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[bullshot]

Joe

Having vacated the booth for Donovan and Perl Joe headed for his room he'd had enough to drink and couldn't help thinking about how Chayla would be getting on with two Zorgs.

From what he'd heard sometimes when two of them combined they could use a girl time after time leaving her a virtual wreck when they'd finished.

She was also only a shadow of herself after this continual treatment from the Zorgs.

When this happened the girl almost always ended up requiring treatment in the hospital.

 

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Perl blinked in confusion as the guy Donovan had introduced her to just stalked away from the table without answering her. Frowning now, she was beset by a stir of guilt about chasing him away. But, on the other hand, she thought as she dropped down next to Donovan, she was here with a turbo extra who apparently was as fascinated with her as she was with him. Torn, she absently leaned against Donovan’s side, gnawing on her lower lip and pondering social etiquette until their drinks arrived. Man, did that oil smell good!

Shrugging off the confusing situation mentally, Perl sipped at her drink and turned to smile at Donovan. Despite their beach attire, the bar was fairly laid back and dim enough that she didn’t think anyone would care how little – or how much! – everyone was wearing. Watching an extra and a terran a few booths over from the corner of her eye, Perl gave Donovan another shining smile.

”So, Donovan, can I ask what brings you to this corner of the galaxy?” she asked playfully – curious to know, but polite enough to phrase it jokingly so he wouldn’t take offense.

 

[scribe_m]

Donovan felt Perl's warm body leaning next to his. His temperature rose (or did he only think that??), releasing the pheremones in the coconut oil. The scent wafted delicately. Savoring her touch, he regretted the drinks arriving, interrupting her softness. Sipping on his drink, he heard his words and replied, "What brings me here? Your divine lips, your eyes, your sweetness of smile. No, but seriously," he said, touching her hand with a tentacle, "I am looking for a special someone who enjoys what the Zorg have to offer." Another tentacle began to wrap around her waist, feeling her soft naked skin against it. "And what brought you here and what pleasures do you seek?" His third tentacle crept up her leg.


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[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Perl's lips and tongue were tingling, and she felt a wave of warmth. Hoping it wasn't a malfunction in the bar's climate control, she took another sip of her drink - it was cold, and sweet, and the liquor in it was making her belly all warm and tingly. Surprising herself, she giggled at Donovan's playful answer to her question and found herself wriggling playfully against his side as his warm flesh pressed against her hand. She turned and gave him a coy, teasing smile as partial answer to his question, her eyes widening and her breath cathing in her throat as his warm, supple, prehensile flesh curled around her waist. She drew breath to answer him and let it out in a soft, shuddering gasp as another one of his 'limbs' found its way past her knee and brushed at the velvetty skin of her inner thigh.

"I - ah ... my dad pretty much sent me here..." she exhaled in a low, silky voice. Speaking of warm, his skin against her own was, and it felt so good... Blinking and giving a quick shake of her head, Perl just figured the guy was really 'friendly', and laughed softly before tucking her body closer against his side. "Mmmhmm, pops made me come, he doesn't like my friends - but, I'm really happy he did, Donovan, because then I get to meet you!" Feeling, for once, a little uncertain of herself, Perl grabbed her drink with the arm not caught between her and Donovan and tossed back the rest with a rather unladylike movement.

 

[landiek]

“I’ll leave you two together I’ve some unfinished business to attend to,” he informed them both getting up from the table.

Chayla watched him go and couldn't help but feel a pang of regret as Pokem left the bar. Deep down she wondered if she hurt his feelings somehow by being polite.

Joe's sigh gave her room to relax a little more despite the feelings that "the score" was just a preverted way of bullying

“See you around,” Joe replied to Pokem.

Chayla merely muttered, "Bye."

She knew that Joe was wanting something from her but she felt that fuzzy sensation crawling over her body. why am I feeling this way.. it's like I am craving sex Chayla thought about it for a few more moments.

Chayla didn't notice the pair until the one approached the table, her eyes glancing up and the frown that covered her face slowly evolved into a smile.

“Sorry but this lady has business with us,” one of them said to Joe.

Chayla felt a tug on her body as she walked away from the table leaving Joe staring after them. She didn't even flinch when the second one joined them and exited the bar.

Chayla trembled as the pair explored her body in route to one of the rooms. Her cunt being rubbed by the first's tentacle hastily became wet.

A quickly shared smile let the Zorgs know that she was indeed heated and would most likely welcome them both. Once the room opened the clothing hiding her curves quickly vanished. The need shared by the two with her took precadence as the mind blocks took hold of her pleasure zone.

The first one pulled Chayla into his lap as his tentacle slid into her heat. Her body was molding to please him and the penis moved into place, rocking her body over the ten inches of pleasure. The second one undanted by her full cushion of ass flesh manuveered into position and was gliding into her rectum.

The pair worked as a see saw working back and forth between her holes making her mouth part and utter strange words in reference to the pleasure she was receiving. Her muscles contracting on their implanted organs only added to the urgency. one placed flippery arms over her breasts and rubbed them to hardness as the other made continious contact with her clit.

Chayla became a wild wanton whore as she bucked back and over the fullness that swept deeper. Her ass was quickly taken to another dimension of pleasure as the first slipped his penis into the rectum. Chayla cried out with a sultry growl as the pair of cocks rammed deeper and deeper, making her body arch as the ride of lust slowly filled her senses.

It was her need to kiss their lips that made the time even more interesting as each wanted to fill her lips with their prowess. Yet each try was futile as she pressed her fruit coated lips over one of their's mouth..

Each probed her mind learning that she only recently discovered the joys of carnality and both used that knowledge to drive her into reliving her virginity's loss. An emotion that each of them enjoyed as her cunt clamped down viciously and coating the cuntal cock with small amounts of blood. This was a reaction that both savored repeatly as the minutes grew into hours. The first one encouraged his partner to pull off so that he could fully cum.

The other merely nodded knowing that he too would be filling the Terran woman with his offering, yet as a consenus added to the glowing thoughts of extasy as she screamed out while her body thrashed about like a toy being fucked harder by the first in his pursuit to acheive his orgasm.

Once he pulled away spent by the woman's body. He sent a smile and nod to his partner. The second was very interested in her ass and quickly plunged two into her pulsing hole as Chayla was flooded with thoughts of erotica pleasure.

Her body rocked and bucked as the thrid tentacle surged into her cunt. The need ever growing as the three cocks grew in girth and slammed harder into her moistness. Soon Chayla was bucking wildly over the passion, crying out as the tip reached her in places that were never discovered.

Chayla came harder and harder with each rapid thrust. Her body was bathed in sweat but they continued to drive into her mind the need to make them both cum many times.

It went on for the rest of the evening until something happened.. Something came and forced them to desist. Chayla's mind was covered in peaceful rest as her body was removed from that room and transferred to her own. Her jism filled holes were cleaned and her mind was tapped, erasing the violent exposure to being taken by the pair.

Yet as Chayla slumbered in her room a thought kept recycling If anything happens to this Terran, you two will be banned from taking another one. Your methods were sloppy and uncalled for.....

It was sometime after that when Chayla rose and grabbed her book. Making notes that seemed bizarree but advanced


the lovers drove me so deeply.. three cocks filling me.. the depth.. no pains only pleasures

 

[bullshot]

Pokem

Pokem returned to his room and finding that Sandra had departed obviously to be found by one of his fellow Zorgs he lay on his bed and opened the link to Chayla smiling when he realised that two of his compatriots had taken her in tow.

He had no idea how being taken by two Zorgs would effect her but he did know that she’d enjoy every minute of the experience, he wondered what effect it would have on the link that now connected them but decided he’d find out soon enough.

He enjoyed her pleasure through her mind as the two of them entered her in different places all eight tentacles seemed from her mind to be fucking her in every possible way, he felt her mind scream as one of the two pulled away from her and left the other to enjoy the pleasure of three cocks fucking her.

When the first had shot his three loads into her the second quickly took his place and fucked her again but this time with four tentacles two in her ass, Pokem had no idea what effect all four tentacles cuming in her at the same time would have.

They’d both used her three or four times with three tentacles when suddenly her mind went blank and Pokem could feel a force stronger that either of the other two Zorgs or himself take over control.

He knew that there was at least one adult Zorg on the island to prevent the human Terrans losing their minds completely from the ecstasy of continual three cock fucking and assumed that one had intervened.

He’d been tempted to go and join the fun but was glad now that he hadn’t, he could always invoke the link later that day but wondered if he could get a friend to join him in the enjoyment of her he was sure that if they were careful they could use her over and over again without any interference from the adult.

He felt Chayla drift off to sleep and broke the link wondering if he should wander back to the bar and see if there where any free Terran girls around.

 

[scribe_m]

Donovan felt Perl's luscious body wriggling closer to his. The drink must be taking effect, he thought, though part of him wished he could take her through other means. The rest of him, however, sought to feel more than her soft hand. The tentacle curling around her waist wrapped a few times around it, then brushed lightly against the underside of one of her breasts. The oil coating it made it especially sensitive to her skin, and it began to extrude a sweeter smelling liquid from its caressing tip. The other tentacle wrapped around her leg, gently pulling it, allowing its tip to rest between the space between her legs. It began to move back and forth, across the soft fabric of her bikini bottom. A third tentacle wriggled its way between the seat and the small of her back. It touched and rubbed against the back of her bikini bottom. And with the fourth, he held up another glass of the delicious drink. "A toast, my sweet, to a most pleasurable evening."


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[bullshot]

Pokem

Pokem woke with a start he must have dozed off himself he wondered what had woken him then he felt the link from Chayla active she was thinking about three cocks filling her and making a note of the fact.

Pokem was going to have to try and convince her that there had been three Zorgs in the room with her or the highly guarded secret would be out, whoever the adult was that intervened hadn’t done a very good job if she could remember that.

Now he was awake he went down to the bar to see who was around seeing Donovan with a Terran girl he smiled.

“Hi Donovan” he called. “Enjoy” he called to the girl with Donovan waving to them both as he passed their booth. As he approached the bar he saw a friend of his sitting alone.

“Hi Camelot. Just drinking today no girls?” he asked.

“You’re not doing much better,” Camelot replied to the jest.

“No but I think my link is still active, I’m just going to call her. Shall we move to a booth first,” he suggested getting his drink and heading to an empty booth with Camelot in tow.

“Chayla! Time for pleasure with Pokem,” he sent towards where he could just sense Chayla. They both waited to see if she would respond as Camelot had picked up Pokem’s idea from a telepathic conversation.

 

[landiek]

Chayla woke and became slightly confused as she was back in her room. She rubbed her temples trying to recall how she managed to return to it. "Guess I need to watch my drinking."

Chayla rose and started to unpack her sparse items and noticed her journal was sitting out. How did that happen? Chayla picked it up and scanned the last entry. "What in the world?"

It was then that she felt that prickly sensation crawling along her spine. "pokem"

Chayla looked at the clock "Oh no I said I'd meet him for a bite to eat."

She quickly donned fresh clothes and brushed her hair back letting her face be seens. A quick brush of blush to her cheeks and she was out the door and unknowingly was barefoot to boot.

Chayla stepped into the bar and glanced about looking for Pokem. She was quite embarrassed that she had forgotten her promise to meet him . When she spotted him she walked to the table and nodded at his companion.

"Hi, sorry if I kept you waiting.. girl things.." Chayla mumbled to get past her nervousness that was making butterflies rattle in her belly

 

[bullshot]

Pokem & Camelot

Pokem smiled when Chayla appeared both from her obviously flustered state and the fact that she’d responded to the link without knowing that he’d called her to him.

“Good morning Chayla,” Pokem greeted her getting up and giving her a kiss as he wrapped a tentacle around her waist to guide her to the empty seat next to him. “I’d like you to meet a friend of mine this is Camelot,” he said to her indicating the other Zorg.

He waved to a passing mechanical waiter that he’d had programmed to bring a different looking drink to Chayla. It was served in a long glass and was a completely different colour to the Twister but the main ingredients were the same and because it was in a long glass it contained twice as much of the aphrodisiac and addiction contents.

The waiter served the drinks with the two Zorgs having the standard Twister before returning again with a selection of sandwiches for them to enjoy. Pokem started to explore her body with his tentacles as the sat and ate with one sliding up her skirt and wrapping around her upper thigh close to her sex.

Although he was ready to have sex straight away he wanted to relax with her and Camelot for a while so that she would get used to both of them. Unfortunately Camelot was on the other side of Pokem and there was no way that Pokem could get him to move to the other side of Chayla without being obvious.

“What’s this rumour I hear about you spending the night with three Zorgs, Did all three manage to get into you at the same time?” Pokem said as they finished the sandwiches.

He wanted to throw her off the idea that one Zorg had entered all three openings at the same time, it was feasible because of their tentacles for three Zorgs to use their manhood on one woman as she could be supported by one and the others could support themselves to give them all movement.

“Yes! I can remember doing that a few months ago,” Camelot chimed in. “The girl was in raptures afterwards but its not often that three of us will combine for that sort of fun,” He added.

 

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Perl couldn’t understand the throbbing rush of heat that was soaring through her veins. She felt hot and cold and tingly and she squirmed and wriggled, struggling to find a place that felt comfortable against the singing surface of her skin. The robotic waiter brought her another sparkling glass, and she stared at it on the table for a moment, marveling at the finite beauty contained in that single, glittering container. She licked her lips, forgetting to breathe and gazing at it with rapt attention as she noted the smooth, pristine surface of the drink; the angles of the sides and how the bar’s light danced across the simple chemical composition and made it into something … spectacular.

Her breathless fascination, hypnotic-like trance that it was, broke a moment later – her chest heaving as she dragged thick, viscous air into her lungs in surprise and then let it out in a low humming sound of pleasure. One of Donovan’s long, slender, prehensile limbs had wound its way around her waist, and she whimpered throatily, her head falling backwards and her eyes closing as the agile tip lightly cradled the underside of one of her breasts. Both of them suddenly felt heavy, weighty and full of blood and a hundred previously unknown sensations as she arched her back and leaned forwards. Part of her mind was stunned by her blatantly sexual behaviour, but that tiny voice was drowned in a thousand others that sang of the sheer delight and need and unbelievably urgent need to be touched – to be felt, caressed, held… Her mind was spinning off in a dozen directions, mental images of things it imagined doing with Donovan making her blush from her forehead to her heaving breasts in anticipation and embarrassment.

No sooner had the needs assaulted her senses than it seemed as if Donovan heard and reacted to them. Her body trembling and her mind howling wildly for his littlest touch, she almost began to cry in gratitude as another one of this slender, muscled appendages curled its way around her upper thigh. Panting softly, her eyes closed, she was lost in a kaleidoscope of blooming sensation that left no room for other thoughts or sensations. Still grasping her hungry, needy thigh within the circle of his limb, the tip stretched forward and nestled against the sensitive, throbbing, tingling flesh of her mound – making her lips part in a soundless exclamation of pleasure as her hips rolled forwards against it, her hips rocking and her flesh grinding lightly against it as she murmured some wordless nonsense. Another adept tunnel of flesh lay against her spine, dipping beneath the back of her skirt to trace itself against her flesh and her bikini, making her tremble in shock as the entire piece of cloth felt electrified and her skin zinged with a flurry of sensations.

Her heart was beating rapidly she could barely hear Donovan’s husky, warm voice.

“A toast, my sweet, to a most pleasurable evening.”

Perl opened her eyes in surprise, mewing softly even as she reached out with a shivering arm to take the glass from his hand.

“Y-yes….” She murmured breathlessly.

 

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Donovan could feel the rush of blood to his loins. The not-so-innocent drink was working its effect, the light crisp bubbles holding within them an intoxicant far more exotic than mere carbonation. Its colorful glow seemed to dance to the lights in the bar, and react to the increasing temperature of the tentacle holding it. Donovan raised the glass to Perl's lips. But, instead of merely holding it, he also dipped the head of his tentacle into the liquid, its popping bubbles a crisp sensation on the head of his cock. He spread the liquor onto Perl's lips. Its sweet fruitlike taste was slowly being complimented by the light clear liquid slowly oozing out of the tip of the head.

His other tentacle was busy as well. Engorging with blood, it felt Perl's breasts, firming, growing weighty to its touch. He matched the spirals of the enwrapping tentacle to the wonderful curvature of her breast. Its curling movements lightly caressed the underside, and the slit of its head leaked precome over her nublike tit.

Another invaded her most private space. Still wrapped around her thigh, it rubbed against her outer lips, secreting its own lubricant, mixing with hers. He saw her arch back, his mouth lightly gasping in silence, as he flicked the head of his cock against her slowly growing clitoris. With one deft move, he entered her, himself gasping at her tightness, her wetness. The cock between his legs grew hard as well.

The last tentacle crept along her backside, savoring the crack between her lovely asscheeks. It played with her asshole, forcing her to partially lift herself from her seat, as its thick head wriggled just under her.

Donovan took her hand and placed it on the hard bulge between his legs. "Oh, rub it, rub it," he gasped. Of the many cocks invading and delighting Perl, this one was the most sensitive of all.

OOC: *hug* Glad you're back! Mmm... loving how descriptive you are when you write!


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[landiek]

“Good morning Chayla,” Pokem greeted her getting up and giving her a kiss as he wrapped a tentacle around her waist to guide her to the empty seat next to him. “I’d like you to meet a friend of mine this is Camelot,”

Chayla was startled by the kiss but blushed profusely after getting it and then slid into the seat almost like being twirled in a dance. "It's nice to meet you, Camelot."

Chayla noticed the waiter and shook her head having trouble recalling everything about yesterday. "Oh none for me.. those fruity ones play havoac."

When she noticed that it was an entirely different drink she relaxed and thanked the waiter. She took a small sip of this new draught. It had a slight coconut taste to it and that made her feel more at ease by something earthy. Once the sandwiches were served Chayla snagged one that resembled tuna salad and was taking a healthy bite when she felt Pokem getting cozy at her side. She wanted to ask him to stop but it felt so pleasurable that she only gasped and squirmed parting her thighs a little wider.

Chayla was finishing her sandwch and drink when she touched Pokem's face gently, lips parted ready for a kiss. Then there was a type of snap as she seemed to come to her senses but it was very breif as she scooted back from the table.

“What’s this rumour I hear about you spending the night with three Zorgs, Did all three manage to get into you at the same time?” Pokem said as they finished the sandwiches.

Chayla turned three shades of red after hearing this. "I Did No Such Thing!"

She was mortified that someone was spreading such vicious rumors and quickly pleaded her innocence in the situtiation. "I didn't spend the night with anyone.. I was alone in my room.... ALL Night!!"

“Yes! I can remember doing that a few months ago,” Camelot chimed in. “The girl was in raptures afterwards but its not often that three of us will combine for that sort of fun,”

"I can't beleive we're talking about something like that ." Chayla turned scarlet now and her body was reacting to the touch of a tentacle without her knowledge. She picked up her refilled glass and downed it without a second thought. Unfortunately it couldn't have been a better mistake as she became even more receptive then the first time