Zorg's World

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Perl was in the middle of a swirling maelstrom, her heart pounding incredibly fast as her blood hot and rich through her veins. She had never felt like this, even on a trendy recreational drug, and part of her mind idly wondered if it was just Donovan who did it to her – his presence, with its sheer, raw, masculine virility – or if it was the thrill of his deliciously human-like form and its many, many appendages that all seemed to touch and caress and thrill her wildly, in a way she had never experienced before. For whatever reason, her body was hot and flushed and her breaths panted softly between her parted lips, every limb and muscle straining towards Donovan and against each of his limbs as her eyes became once more hypnotized by the dance of light and utterly astounding poetry contained in the class one of his limbs offered her.

Yet, before she could rouse herself to reach forward and take the glass from his grasp, the tip of his appendage dipped into the pristine, cold liquid of its contents and then stretched forwards, the glass and limb disappearing from her range of view an instant before the velvety smooth, tapered tip of his limb was tracing her parted lips – heat and an electrical tingling left in their wake along with the taste and smell of the drink combined with a more earthy, purely sweet scent that urged her tongue outwards to circle first her own lips and then the utterly smooth and amazingly warm tip of the proffered limb, caressing its muscular and prehensile length with unconscious longing as she closed her eyes and mewed softly in the back of her throat.

The warm, solid curl of flesh beneath her breast shifted, sinuously wrapping itself around the weight of it as Perl arched her back and lewdly rubbed herself against it, almost sobbing in surprise and pleasure as the scant cover of her netted top seemed to disappear beneath its caress until all she could feel was hot, throbbing flesh against warm, caressing skin.

In the same instant, the limber limb between her thighs shifted, her hips rocking unconsciously as her knees shifted outwards, the streamlined tip slipping into the tiny silken scrap of her underwear and dragging itself in a slow, torturous movement across her narrow, naked, silken cleft and her stomach rippled, her hips hunching forwards in an instinctual begging movement as her flesh cried out for more. An instant later the unspoken request was filled sleekly and hotly, her tight little slit spreading its moist depths wide as the smooth, slick limb delved into her flesh and made her throat convulse soundlessly in pleasure, its agile tip danced across her tingling little nubbin and made her whole body jolt in electric pleasure and surprise. Before she had time to recover from the pure bliss such a move drew from her nerves, the limb shifted and with one adroit maneuver buried itself deep into her hot, wet, throbbing sheath. Her head fell backwards in unadulterated ecstasy, her breath and voice stolen by the heat and delight assailing her.

An insistent yet gentle, constant pressure upon the tight ring of muscle buried against the smooth seat had her hips drawing forwards to the edge until she could roll them forwards against the slick flesh buried between them while her tight little sphincter rolled upwards from the seat, offering itself to that tantalizing head with an unconscious welcome to Donovan’s every touch.

One of the hands she had splayed against the table in an attempt to brace herself was captured by Donovan, and seconds later it was nestled between his twitching, muscular thighs as even without any urging it curled tight around it in a hungry, rocking fist.

“Oh, rub it, rub it,” he gasped breathlessly, and part of Perl’s swimming mind, lost in a euphoric haze of lust and pleasure, wondered if he felt half as wound up and endlessly grasping as she herself did. Without much though, her hand wove its way first through his robe and then down his rippled stomach, delving beneath the waistband of his shorts until it could curl in a powerful grip around his throbbing phallus. Panting and mewing mindlessly, her arm slowly, gently began to pump back and forth along its rigid length – her thumb delving into its tip and smoothing his sweet little pearls of pleasure across the knob of his sex as she moved.

 

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Pokem / Chayla / Camelot

Pokem laughed at her denials although his tentacles didn’t stop for a moment, he called over the mechanical waiter who immediately put another full glass in front of Chayla.

“Tell me again what you told me earlier,” Pokem ordered the waiter.

“Pokem’s friend indicating Chayla left the bar arm in tentacle with two Zorgs and a third Zorg following them,” the waiter told them in its mechanical voice.

“Well are you still going to deny it?” Pokem asked Chayla laughing still as Camelot moved to the other side of her wrapping a tentacle around her and teasing the breast that Pokem wasn’t teasing.

Pokem leant over and kissed Chayla passionately as his tentacle around her thigh was slipping under her panties and stroking her pussy as Camelot wrapped a tentacle around her other thigh and slipped under her panties trying to get access to her ass.

Slowly the two Zorgs teased their way to her pussy and ass without entering either, they had agreed to take her to Pokem’s room before they started properly anyway Pokem wanted to use his manhood on her before using his tentacles again.

Pokem had moved his tentacle from her tit and slid it under her blouse giving him access to her bare breast which he wrapped his tentacle around forming a bra cup with all the suckers attached to her shin and vibrating he didn’t know what this would do to Chayla but he’d find out soon enough.

 

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Donovan cried out as he felt Perl's hand wrap around his organ. Her hand had deftly found its way, pushing aside the clothing constricting the cock between his legs. His heart was pumping as he fucked her fingers, wrapped around his swelling member.

Meanwhile, his member fucking her moistening twat, explored her inside, filling her cunt, stretching her walls. It snaked inside and writhed, pulsating within her, a foreign organ. It was still wrapped around her thigh, and pulled upward, exposing her pussy lips and stimulated clitoris to his view. He inhaled her Terran scent, and kneeled down, licking and sucking her unsheathed nub, as they settled in the booth, his head between her legs, and her hands still holding his cock.

Her mouth was preoccupied. Donovan could feel her wet mouth sucking up and down the tip of his cock, her tongue tracing his bulging veins from his member. He pressed further, causing her to gag and cough, yet still being devoured by a wanting orifice. With every twitch of her body, his tentacle tightened and released her breast, squeezing her soft firm flesh. It head dove to wrap around her nipple, tightly fitting it into the slit of its head. His cock was now being fucked by her, as his precome lubricated her entry into his tip.

His last cock was emitting clear ooze as well. It made her sphincter nice and wet, as it stickily sought entry into her delightful ass. The head writhed along the crack of her ass, between her cheeks, then plunged in, seeking her last orifice. He could almost feel his other cock in her pussy, as he filled her up as best he cook. He grunted and groaned, succumbing to his carnal desires and need for ecstacy.


Scribe.

 

[landiek]

“Tell me again what you told me earlier,” Pokem ordered the waiter.

“Pokem’s friend indicating Chayla left the bar arm in tentacle with two Zorgs and a third Zorg following them,” the waiter told them in its mechanical voice.

“Well are you still going to deny it?” Pokem asked Chayla.

"I Sure the Hell do!" Chayla's face was beet red with embarassment but at the same time was angry that she was being teased. "I didn't go with anyone, I was in my room alone all night!"

Without thinking she picked up the glass and chugged it down, that tingling rushed over her body until she was completely numb to her body's reactions. Her warm moist lips tipped to Pokem's mouth as her body twisted making access to her even more feasible.

As the pair continued to gain more soon had ripped the thin material and her holes were glistening from the moisture of sweat and quim. She nipped at Pokem's lip as her butt flinched getting tight.

Her body was throbbing and wriggling with excitement as she moaned into Pokem's mouth as her tongue writhed about his, she was getting moister by the kiss and soon would be at her peak.

Chayla gasped as the suckers tugged on her bare skin, she quickly squirted quim over his tentacle that taunted her clit and even bathed Camelot's tentacle as well. That was the cue to make haste to the room.

Chayla didn't remember leaving the bar but felt her body shed of the heaviness that was her clothing, she arched her back as their green arms slithered about her body making every inch of her come alive and become his putty to play with

 

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Pokem / Camelot / Chayla

With Pokem’s Tentacle still teasing her clit and Camelot’s still teasing her ass without entering the two Zorgs lifted Chayla and carried her to Pokem’s room using spare tentacles to undo her clothing as they moved along the corridors so that when they entered his room they quickly had her stripped and laid on the bed.

Pokem’s manhood was rock hard and stood to attention when he slipped his shorts off as Camelot continued to use all his tentacles on her body without entering her, teasing her clit, ass and tits using his suckers to give the maximum effect.

Pokem then took over on her body and kissed her passionately while Camelot undressed, once the three of then were naked the two zorgs turned Chayla onto her stomach then Pokem got behind her and lifted her hips so her sex was available to his manhood.

He could feel the desire in her mind as he rubbed the lips of her pussy with his cock as Camelot lifted her shoulders and head so that his manhood was in line with her lips rubbing his cock along her lips coating them with his precum.

As Poken slipped his cock into her sex Camelot pushed his into her mouth and kept going until he felt his head touch the entrance to her throat, slowly they both began to fuck her at both ends with Camelot gradually putting more pressure on the entrance to her throat until he felt his cock force its way into her throat.

Pokem knew that she’d be able to take Camelot’s cock into her throat as he’d had a tentacle cock there last time they were together so it wasn’t long before both Zorgs were slamming their cocks hard into her one in her cunt the other in her throat.

 

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

The thick, jutting, throbbing flesh against Perl’s palm leapt and spasmed in pleasure, and her own delight was only enhanced by the obvious delight that her hot little hand wrung from Donovan’s shaft as she gently yet firmly worked up and down its length, little sobbing breaths and whimpering cries escaping her throat as her body shuddered and heaved with ecstasy.

At this point in time Perl did not know nor even care that she and Donovan were so fiercely engaged in the shadowed recesses of the bar. No thoughts of worry or fear or embarrassment plagued her – instead, she was focused entirely on the beautifully electrifying sensations and sheer, unending bliss that Donovan’s many limbs and appendages drove home to her writhing body. Each rapid throb of her heart sent another blast of hot, heavy blood singing through her veins, each surge making her nerves tingle and sing as rapture stole through her every cell.

Gasping and reacting without thought or any true purpose, Perl’s whole body arched in wondrous surprise as the sleek thrusting flesh buried within the depths of her tunnel shifted and bucked – her flesh distending in hot, liquid answer to each of its movements even as the muscles of her belly rippled and the inner muscles surrounding it contracted around and against it with an unconsciously fierce grip. Her cries escalated, vibrating and thrumming against the sweet flesh nestling itself deeper into her mouth, and she wriggled and bucked between the back of the booth and the front of the table, her legs splaying wider as Donovan’s limb drew one aside and up, the cool air rushing across her sensitive and hot, sopping skin another stimulus urging her throaty cries to increase. In response, her whole body tightened – her mouth clamping down tight and hot and wet around the thick flesh plumbing the depths of her throat, her cheeks dimpling inwards as she suckled upon it almost desperately.

A butterfly-like caress against her lifted inner thigh made her start in surprise – yet an instant later a warm, mobile, wet tongue was making itself at home in around the throbbing flesh of her tingling pleasure button and her entire body bowed and convulsed wildly; pleasure dragging at her limbs like a puppet’s strings, jerking her flesh even as her muscles contracted in fierce, almost painful synchronicity.

The blinding surge of pleasure released her slowly, and Perl still found herself floating impossibly high in a hot sea of sensation – her hand and thumb and fingers continuing their gentle worship of the thickly rigid shaft Donovan offered to her, her head having fallen back against the booths upright seat even as her throat was distended and stuffed full by one of his many sleek, wondrously agile yet rigid limbs. Her breast was surrounded in a python-like grip by another such appendage – the pressure around it firm and tantalizing as it contracted and eased, drawing her heavy flesh tight as blood and pleasure filled it before releasing it into tingling delight. The finely sculpted tip dragged and teased at her jutting, bared nipple before enclosing it in a warm, liquid embrace that made her womb contract in answer to its every movement.

Perl’s nerves were strung tight, her whole body thrumming with the sheer electric joy and thrilling, unending caresses of Donovan’s flesh upon her own; beneath her skin she felt like a fiercely burning sun, the pressure thrusting her ever higher and closer to some powerful eruption of her writhing, shuddering, sobbing flesh.

Her body, splayed and wide open yet filled so completely and utterly she had never even dreamt of such unending rapture, gave a shuddering little bucking motion of its hips beneath Donovan’s tender, moist probing between her spasming little butt cheeks. An instant later it slowly but surely shot home through the tight ring of muscle, the nerve endings there reacting so violently to such a bounty of pleasure that her back arched, her whole body bowing upwards towards some unseen paradise as another shuddering, heaving, contracting orgasm ripped its way through her flesh and left her mind unable to see, think, or hear anything beyond processing the unending barrage of pleasure upon her tanned flesh.

 

[landiek]

"oh god.. it's touching me.. touching me.." Chayla moaned softly as the suckers rubbed her skin. Her temperature raising as the stimulation grew over nearly every nerve ending that compossed the human body.

Chayla leaned into each hungry kiss, slowly twisting her tongue around Pokem's. She was obivious to what was happening around her only the floating hunger to be sated. She craned her back backwards as the cockhead rolled over her slick hole.

Chayla was needy now and her hands moved everywhere over her body. Then the moist beast at her lips demanding entrance so Chayla opened her mouth and took the moist member, her eyes dropping as the mental haze replaced her comprehension. Her body was doing what was natural by milking the cock that filled her needy cunt, the contracts rippling over the giant that slipped even deeper still, touching the g-spot and the cervix. She became wetter more accessible as her mouth bobbed over the cock at her lips. She nursed upon it, ever needing the milk that was housed within, the precum numbing her more to want.

IT was the addictive additive to the nature of the zorg. A form of embossed nymphomania that was spread to any they touched and Chayla now their victum.
But it didn't matter in her mind as she rolled her hips and swallowed over Camelot's cock. Her mind was focused on the erotic trip that this sexual pair was leading her into, guiding her along the passage that was filled with blissful orgasms.

The seesaw motion between the pair made her wetter and her mouth gulping harder on the cock. She swirled her tongue alogn the sides trying to coax the impending orgasm to spring forth.

"ANNNNNNAGGGHHHH" Chayla cried as the fire of jism spilled down her throat adding to the seductive element of the drinks she consumed earlier. Yet was it truly Camelot's orgasm that she felt flooding her throat or just another mental blocker.

Chayla's hips rocked faster as she was gyrating over the cock that filled her body, she would have screamed for his passion but with her mouth entertained she was spell bound..

Between the thrusting cocks and tentacles rolling over her clit and tender breasts Chayla was in a state of curents. Her quim was flowing like dam bursted waves her holes splayed open and twitching with non verbal begs to feel the pleasure that she was under.

 

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Donovan could not resist. He arched his back, his hips gradually thrusting into Perl's loving palms. They gripped his shaft, his precome leaking and oozing out of his cock, coating and wetting the tips of her searching fingers with his clear sticky precome. He felt stiff and hard as he moaned into her firm little clitty. His tounge flicked up and down her wet nub, as his tentacled cock invader inside, twisting and turning, furious to feel and stretch her walls, while he mewed into her little clitty. The tentacle from behind her pulsed and stretched, filling her asshole with huge hot cock, spewing wetness leaking out of her ass. Donovan could feel the dry hump of her hands against the cock between his legs, a contrast to her warm mouth, wet and licking his firm cockhead, seeking and gagging down her throat, filling her mouth with meat. The pythonesque penis swirling and stretching her left breast now caught the right one, pulling and twisting her breasts, stretching them into almost grotesque shapes.

He was on the edge now, and needed to come. The cock down her throat was the first to ejaculate. A spewage of salty sweet cream flooded her throat, dribbling out of her mouth, covering her lips and chin. His semen dripped and sprayed down her neck to her chest, where it wet and lubricated the tentacle grabbing and massaging her breasts. He came there too, sweet gobs of white spray coating her fine skin with sticky wetness. It only heightened the now wet grip of his tentacle fondling her breast. Sliding between her two mounds, it now rubbed even harder, wriggling between her sticky breasts, forcing itself to come along with his other penises. And cum it did. It sprayed under her chin, the goo spilling upward, into her hair. It unwrapped a breast, only to wrap itself around her throat, and join the other tentacle, forcing itself into the young maiden's mouth. Donovan could feel her draining him, taking him twice orally. His own cocks invading her lower regions flooded, filler her inside with creamy come, spilling out of her pussy and her ass. He could just feel his heads rubbing against each other through her body. He withdrew his cocks from her pussy and anus, still leaking white sweetness over her belly and asscheeks. The cock between his legs was ready too, pointed towards her cum-stained belly, and shot its own load between her hands onto her stomach and chest. He collapsed backwards, holding the young maiden in his tentacles. The tentacles left her mouth, and he gave her a fond kiss, as his tongue met hers for the first time.

He held her tight, his tentacles wrapped around the couple as they gasped for air. The cock between his legs rested against her belly. The machines in the background hummed listlessly, oblivious to the two living creatures resting in the booth. Donovan looked deeply into the beautiful eyes of the tanned woman, and stoked her cum-stained cheek, then kissed her again.

"Mmm... what shall we do for an encore? I understand the silicon gel pleasure rooms are a delight. The gel is aerated so that you can breathe in it, and it responds to your subconscious emotions to take shape around your lover's body. Or are there other wonders of this planet you wish to show me?"


Scribe.

 

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Pokem / Chayla / Camelot

Pokem could feel the sensations going through Chayla’s mind as he and Camelot made use of her body with their manhood’s, without any interference from either of them she wanted to be used by them over and over again.

Both Zorgs minds were open to each other increasing their pleasure as her tongue played with Camelot’s cock as it slid in and out of her throat and her cunt muscles worked on Pokem’s as it plundered her sex hitting her cervix as he thrust into her.

Pokem could feel her need to taste sperm in her throat so he inserted the thought into her mind that Camelot had shot into her, both Zorgs felt the scream of pleasure in her mind as they continued to use their victim as the filling in a sandwich.

Pokem had one tentacle locked onto her clit as he plundered her pussy the other tentacles where exploring her body, Camelot had one on her throat feeling his cock bury itself there while others were teasing her tits as they drove her to different heights of pleasure.

At the same time they were both dulling the thoughts escaping from her so that other Zorgs wouldn’t be able to pick up the intense pleasure they were driving her to at the moment and the further pleasure she was about to endure later.

Both Zorgs could read that they were both reaching their climaxes and paced themselves so that suddenly Chayla had both cocks buried inside her shooting their sperm into her one down her throat the other into her cunt.

They had to work overtime dulling the emissions from her mind as they’d driven her to a position where without their interference every Zorg on the island would have heard her mind screams of pleasure.

Although Camelot’s cock in her throat was stopping her breathing both Zorgs stayed buried in her as long as they could Camelot finally withdrawing enough to allow the last couple of spurts to go into her mouth.

Pokem at the same time was enjoying the feel of her pussy muscles milking every last drop of cum from his cock, he wondered if they could keep her long enough so that they could change places when their manhood’s had recovered.

 

[landiek]

Chayla was pushed to new limits as her muscles pulsed on Pokem. Her groans were music to their ears yet the mental shielding toook a toll for the mimic to keep Chayla dampered with exquiste pleasure.

Sweat began to coat her body - holding her was becoming difficult without leaving discolored red blotched rings. Chayla bounced back coming lodged with Pokem's cock that slammed past her cervix- forcing her body to buckle which made her close her airway around Camelot.

Chayla weakened- she was blacking out. Hermortal limitations were shattered as the spontanious orgasms washed in hot sprays. Instinctively CHayla swallowed the streams of jism as her muscles contracted with pulling tugs. Then her mind was blank and darkness replied to the mental probing.

Camelot became curious to this odd behavior but jerked forward when Chayla slurped harder on the tip that still graced her lips. The look on his face expressed shock then a form of unknown bliss.

She slipped back into the darkness- giving them time to recoop. Pokem offered her another drink to keep her in the sexual stupor. Chayla drank it as it she were parched- the drink acting as Chayla squirmed and twitched leaning up to kiss Pokem's lips with a forceful hunger. Pokem grinned as he was explored by those hungry lips that searched for the body parts that were common on most mortal men.

Camelot glanced over as Chayla molled kisses along Pokem's chest. The strange act however made her flare with heated desire... Round two - Chayla was burning with a fever far more then before as her juices were streaming between her velvety thighs, the scent was driving the pair to debate which extreme to approach next.

 

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Pokem / Chayla / Camelot

Neither of the Zorgs could believe it when Chayla’s mind went blank for a few moments then came back to life as her body continued to enjoy the pleasure that was causing her mind to close for a few moments in order to recover.

By the time they’d both withdrawn fully from her body she’d passed into darkness once more, telepathically they decided that they didn’t need to stop her mind enjoying the pleasure all they had to do was stop her from transmitting it to others which was easier than damping the pleasure.

As she woke again Pokem offered her a very large drink which she drank as if she was dying of thirst not realising that it would keep her highly aroused ready for their next escapade the effect of the drink was immediate as she leant over to Poken and kissed him passionately.

As her kisses left his lips and she started to explore his body with her lips the two Zorgs came to a mental decision on the next pleasure trip they were going to send her on, Poken lifted her to the standing position as he stood and kissed her on the lips while Camelot moved behind her.

One advantage of the tentacle cocks was they could fuck while their owner was standing which is almost impossible for a human if the girls feet are on the ground, as he kissed her lips one tentacle slid between her legs and the cock it housed gleefully slid into her cunt.

Camelot was doing the same behind her with his cock making its way into her ass, now the Zorgs manhood was bigger than the average human cock but the tentacle cocks could go to about fifteen inches if needed.

Once Pokem had his cock inside Chayla a second tentacle joined the first while the same thing was happening at her ass soon she had two cocks in her cunt and two more in her ass, the Zorgs intertwined their cocks inside her making one long really thick cock in her cunt and another the same in her ass.

They could both feel the desire in her mind as they started to move these enormous cocks in and out of her respective openings, this time it was different they let her mind savour the pleasure and just prevented the escape of her feelings to others.

They were both building up speed as Pokem continued to kiss her passionately as he enjoyed the pleasure of his double cock fucking her and the feel of her pleasure in his mind, faster and faster they went at her body driving her to much higher levels than before.

Both her cunt and her ass were stretched by the girth of the double cocks plundering them but it didn’t seem to bother Chayla as her body jerked each time they thrust into her, if his mouth hadn’t been covering hers and their tongues entwined Pokem was sure she’d be screaming with pleasure by this time.

Both Zorgs could sense that she was reaching the point where her mind would switch off due to the intense pleasure she was receiving so they eased off letting her regain her senses before starting to thrust into her again only harder this time.

Each time she came near to the point of blacking out they eased back not wanting her to escape their ministrations by blacking out completely, after a time all four cocks in her body exploded their thick warm cum into her body at the same time leaving her body convulsing and only staying upright because the Zorgs were holding her in that position.

 

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Perl’s flesh writhed and bucked, sprawled and splayed lewdly as Donovan’s limbs propelled her levels of ecstasy ever higher. Her mind drowned in a swirling tide pool of unending pleasure, its very essence making any attempt at coherence or cohesive thought impossible, the strength of delight’s tide ripping and shredding even the faintest attempts her consciousness made.

Barely able to breathe, Perl’s mind floated deliciously as her body was bathed in heated, stirring caresses that then culminated in the sweetest, most total and utter bathing of her body with hot, jettisoning, liquid delight. Perl’s sea was now made up of throbbing flesh and liquid desire, its taste rich and bold and yet sultry and sweet upon her tongue, the flavor redoubling as her cheeks bulged beneath the double assault of his dual members. Endlessly spiraling upwards, her mind exploded into a single instant of pure, untainted clarity – Oh, crikes, its so beautiful! – before her flesh was once more inundated, and the beautiful epiphany vanished beneath the powerful, tide-driven waves that swallowed her once more. Every inch of her skin sang beneath its moist dousing, each string and droplet like the purest ambrosia, inundating her mind with glimpses of the divine as Donovan’s flesh completely, totally owned her own mortal flesh.

Perl slowly sank into awareness, Donovan’s slick, fragrant skin sliding across her own as he dragged her up to his mouth for a rapacious kiss – her plundered lips swollen and tingling with new nerve endings as her mouth gave itself completely into his own, her tongue darting outwards to shyly brush against his as she whimpered softly in the back of her throat, her eyes closed and her entire body straining against Donovan’s warm flesh as he finally drew away.

The cool air of the environmental systems dropped down around her, and Perl shivered and nestled closer against Donovan as his dexterous limbs wound their away around her. Still tingling and only semi-conscious, she turned her head to nuzzle at one of his limbs lovingly before he lifted her face to his – his gaze capturing her own for several long, heavy heartbeats before his mouth once more explored her own.

Perl sighed in sheer ecstasy, collapsing against Donovan with a giddy little laugh as the measure of her repletion and satiation struck home – and was surprised when Donovan spoke, the rumbling of his voice drawing her cum-spattered breasts to stiff attention once more as her nipples distended and dragged against his flesh, her entire body writhing slowly, stirred by nothing more than the timber of his voice. Slowly, Perl tipped her head backwards, a new, pervading awareness of the man before her seeping its way through her mind as she blinked slowly.

“It doesn’t matter to me in the least, Donovan – only that we do it together,” she said, her voice husky and rusty as she undulated the front of her body slowly against his before tipping her head and capturing the nearest appendage-tip in her mouth and caressing it lovingly with her lips and tongue.

 

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The machine waiter matter-of-factly arrived at the table and began to clean. Its unfazed manner lightly sprayed a soaplike liquid and wiped it off in symmetric circles. Another bot began wiping off the booth. A little anti-climactic, really.

"Would lady and her gentleman wish to be cleaned off?" The androgenous unit led them to another room, more of a shower. "It helps if you close your eyes," the unit said. "Please face me." Donovan stood behind Perl, and the unit began to proceed. It came close to her, puffing light watery mists of lavendar water, spraying first her cheeks, her face, then slowly down her chest. Donovan, meanwhile, encircled her arms and wrists with two tentacles, then her upper thighs with two others. He caressed her, their cum still sticking to their bodies, gradually washing off as the steamlike puffs coated their skin. He rested the chin of his face in the crook of her neck and pressed his lips to her cheek.

Soapy warm wet cloths then caressed her skin, spreading emoliant and moisturizer on her soft beautiful body. It rubbed her neck, her chest, her arms. Donovan gently caressed her bosom, slick with the soft lotion. He turned her head for a kiss, and they suckled on each others lips while the machine quietly hummed. The warm soap trickled down her belly, as the androgynous unit methodically cleaned her soft warm body. Rollers smoothly cleaned their legs, massaging well-worn muscles.

During this time, two of Donovan's tentacles were caressing her breasts. They wrapped themselves in fleshy spirals, rubbing them, gently this time. He began to nibble on her ear, as the cock between his legs gradually grew stiff. His last two tentacles idly wrapped themselves around her legs.

The unit proceeded. Donovan's tentacles left her breasts and returned to her arms, the head of each in her well-washed palms. The unit now touched her body, covering her with soft wet cloths from her chest down to her groin. A soft hum emitted from the machine as the silklike rotating brushes gently rotated on her breasts. A harder stiff rod emerged from the unit, to press against her clitoris. It mildly hummed as it began to gently vibrate. Donovan's own penis has grown hard by now, and he slowly pushed the head of it into her anus. The tentacles left her legs and were now around her shoulders, both seeking her lips and tongue.

Multiple pleasures were seeking her body. The head of the tentacles in her hands. The soft warm brushes against her bosom. The seeking heads now oozing near her lips. The hard metallic phallus entering her pussy. And Donovan's turgid eager cock entering her anus.


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[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Perl was pressed close against Donovan, reveling in the singing of nerves and limb and flesh, nestled intimately against him and honestly uncaring of who or what might see the lewd picture they presented. Yet their haven of privacy and comfort was interrupted moments later by a whirring, clicking series of machines that appeared to impersonally clean up the sticky mess upon the table and its enclosing booth. Perl felt herself blushing, yet didn’t want to remove herself in the slightest from Donovan. Her gratitude towards him as the robot urged them to their feet was immense, her arms clinging possessively yet timidly to his waist as she followed after the robot on trembling, barely functioning legs.

Per the unit’s instruction, Perl closed her eyes, wondering in a mild sort of dazed ecstasy how often things like this occurred here for them to be so well prepared. Regardless, the gentle cleansing of her flesh began, filling the air with fragrant moisture. Yet all the outside stimulation faded away into a small corner of her mind as Donovan’s warm, nimble flesh began to wrap its way once more around her. The flesh of Perl’s arms beneath his prehensile limbs throbbed with unspoken awareness, her body giving itself into the control of his shifting appendages with an utter trust that scared her on some level. Yet she whimpered helplessly, rocking her body, twisting and shifting sinuously to lovingly rub against every inch of flesh she could, smiling hugely in delight as Donovan’s chin tucked itself against her neck and his lips sought out the line of her cheek.

Perl felt like a million tiny fingers were touching her, the soapy cloths the machine employed dragging along her sensitized skin until she trembled and almost screamed with the sheer intensity of the sensation. Perl was startled by the level of sensation that the simple presence of Donovan pressing against her undulating backside awakened in her already thrumming and tingling nerve endings. Yet she was not an analytical girl, and the thoughts slipped from her mind just as quickly as they had come, Donovan’s delightful limbs curling and caressing her heaving breasts, making Perl gasp and quiver with a soft, throaty series of mewling sounds. His fingers captured her chin and turned her face, and then his lips were against hers, and Perl lost herself in the ecstasy of Donovan’s luscious, suggestive, stimulating kiss.

The appendages around her breasts became more active, more aggressive, curling tight around her blood-engorged mounds and gentle squeezing and rubbing against them. Donovan’s mouth slipped away, and Perl slumped against him with a little sigh that shifted into a low, hungry moan as his mouth latched itself onto her ear, his teeth nipping and delicately dining upon her flesh as her body shifting and arched hungrily. Two soft but firm caresses drew in curling lengths around her thighs, and without even thinking about it, her hips thrust forwards and her legs splayed wider. Then, like flesh manacles, Donovan’s limbs wended their ways around her arms, and Perl’s hands curled possessively, almost desperately around the thick knobs of flesh that buried themselves against her palms. Her arms flexed as she squeezed and massaged them, the sheer warmth and weight of his flesh making her tremble inside even as tiny, silky fingers began dancing in dizzying circles around her jutting breasts and nipples.

An instant later a cool, metallic object was delving between her throbbing nether lips and Perl sobbed out in surprised ecstasy as its cold presence titillated her throbbing little nubbin. Her head thrashed, her body shuddering and bucking in Donovan’s capable, multi-limbed grasp, and an instant later her bucking hips encountered the throbbing mass of his bulky erection. The thick, blunt, cool instrument between her legs began to vibrate, and Perl’s escalating sobs of pleasure took on a surprised note of pleasure as the spasming little ring of her sphincter was first gently nudged and then distended around the thick end of Donovan’s shaft. Her hips rocked back and forth, and Perl found herself sobbing and crying for something unknown as her open mouth was filled slowly but surely by the tips of fleshy, wriggling appendages – muting her cries and yet making her respond with eager, almost desperate suction as she tried to express the unadulterated ecstasy singing through her veins.

The thick, rolling, humming metal against her singing button shifted, and Perl cried out against the flesh filling her mouth as her hands fisted gently but tightly around Donovan’s nestling flesh, caressing it as her body undulated and twisted – not seeking to evade any of the heavenly, blissful touches, but her muscles moved as spikes of pleasure embedded themselves between her flexing butt cheeks and then in a cold, smoothly wet and vibrating member burying itself between her quivering thighs. Perl’s entire body was a mass of writhing, spasming muscles, her flesh dancing and leaping and clenching in a complicated dance of nerves electrified by the raw, unending assault upon her singing senses. The pleasure was so intense, her body strung so tightly, that it leapt into wild convulsion after convulsion of pleasure, milking the flesh and metal embedded within her even as her hands milked Donovan’s writhing limbs greedily and her mouth slurped and suckled noisily upon them.

Perl was very blatantly, utterly and completely screwing a machine and an alien – and yet she was far less concerned about it than she would have been at any other point in time. Yet she was stuffed full of sheer pleasure, her mind hovering in nirvana, and the well-used channels and depths of her flesh and hands and mouth greedy, hungry, almost desperate in their continued search for more of the deliciously slick flavor coating her tongue and throat as she whimpered and moaned.

 

[scribe_m]

Donovan felt a curious sense of power and control as he took this wonderful woman. From the soothing soft lips cooing into his... to her body melting within his enraptured tentacles... to her convulsing body, giving in to the pleasures of carnal flesh. As the machine hummed and whirred mechanically against her magnificent body, he marvelled at her desire for him, her flesh sensously writhing organically in unpredictable directions. Her tongue fervently lashing within his mouth, seeking a desire that could only end in climax. Her heavy breathing joining his, as, he too, melded with her into one. Her back pressing into his, as his stiffening erection sought the inner recesses of her body.

The wet feathery delight of the whirling brushes touched and stimulated his tentacles, wrapped around Perls' lovely breasts, to no end. His appendages groped and squeezed her firm breasts, allowing the brushes to tease and flick against her nipples. He kissed her harder, as the cocks around her chest felt both the spinning brushes, and her soft erect flesh.

She embraced his most sensitive regions as well, a cock in each hand, squeezing, coaxing his clear precome travelling the long path of his tentacle just for her. It oozed over her hands, a stickly delight. He felt a slight pain when she gripped them hard as the cool dildo of the machine entered her. But this only made him harder, as he too sought her anal regions, filling her ass with the cock between his legs. He could just feel -- or was he imagining it? -- the low vibrating hum of the mechanical toy pleasuring her in her pussy. This only served to encourage him further, as his engorging cock filled her tight asshole.

He felt, meanwhile, her mouth greedily sucking his two cocks. His own lips were nibbling her ear, his tongue flicking and tracing the curvature of her lobe and neck. He regretfully left but one of his cocks to suck on, the other now seeking her pussy, occupied by the metallic cock. He inserted his cock there as well, feeling her hot searing flesh madly pumping against the vibrating metallic cock. The feeling was incredible. Boys like toys, too.

He could hold back no more. He moaned into her hair at the nape of her neck as he could feel splashets of his come, spraying over her mouth and neck. The whirling wet brushes picked up the come on her chest. His come around her heaving bosom quickly disappeared in the lather on her chest as well. He groaned as he flooded her ass, white milky come dripping down her inner thights and comely legs. His come flooded her pussy, and mixed with the soothing warm spray of the machine. Tiny holes throught the metallic cock spewed cleansing water within her pussy, and he could feel the tiny sprays tickling his now spent member.

An enclosure the size of a shower rose from the floor. It was made of clear plastic, and he leaned back to support her weight. He held her, simply enjoying the presence of her soft warm body. The enclosure rose up to their necks, and gradually filled with warm bubbling waters, the popping bubbles releasing the ubiquitious lavender scent. The lights dimmed, and he turned her around to face him. "You are sweet and wonderful, Perl. I wish to bed with you tonight. You shall enjoy the living silicone." He smiled at her, caressed her cheek, and gave her a deep loving kiss.


Scribe.

 

[landiek]

Chayla groaned as the cock slipped into her body, she gritted her teeth as she flexed her ass taking more of Camelot's cock. She was thrown into a state of lust which neither of them knew exactly what to think of this new emotion.

Oh Ohhhhhhh Chayla's mind cried out as she throbbed from the complete fullness. Is this what it means to be fucked to heaven.

"Ahhhhh Ahhhhhh" Chayla moaned audiably as her holes became tighter with each impending orgasm that ushered forth. "ohhhhh.. it's fucking me!"

The more she was kissed the more her body yeilded and quickly she was engulfing over half of Camelot's cocks and still grinding to take more. Pokem's cocks had slammed along her g-spot sending her thru ripples of hot flashes followed by sprays of quim

Chayla was screaming into Pokem's mouth as her body was cumming rapidly in waves. Her back became stiff as the rush swirled in her cunt. Pokem's heads were caught in her muscles and squeezed enough to bring a feiry rush of discomfort. Chayla teetered on the brink of bliss but as she reached the plateau something faded and she was whimpering.

It was the rush of fire that filled both of her holes that drove her to that high floating euphoria. She clawed into Pokem's back as she climbed the ride, Camelot was pulsed and clamped over just as she started to lose consciencousness.

Even in her stupor her body continued to throb and squeeze their cocks. The heavy breathing was slowly returning to the state of when she was first there at their table. Her rectum slowly expelled Camelot's cock followed by streams of his jism. Her body shook being relived of some of the pressure. Then she completely stopped as if all her functions hit a wall and was unable to proceed.

A rush of color moved around her as she felt her body floating on a different level. Chayla felt at peace as she closed her eyes again leaving the pair perplexed on this strange behavoir.

Chayla woke late in the evening in her room.. she shook her head as the drink was wearing off. Her head was throbbing like a hangover and she felt miserable. She quickly wrote in her book. Breakfast with Pokem was very nice But those drinks are killer

 

[Elzeothis]

Perl Harmonius

Consciousness wavering and flickering, Perl hung suspended in a physical bliss that should, for all intents and purposes, be outlawed to mankind. Her mind had shucked itself, and Perl was no longer Perl – Daddy’s little girl, the indulged rich kid, the sweet girl who just liked to have a good time. Perl had become an orifice – the orifice, a spasming, hungry, gaping maw of need and bliss and fulfillment that peaked and crested until reality blurred and the world was made up of pleasure, pleasure, and more pleasure.

Flesh encapsulated her, flesh stuffed her full to overflowing, flesh swallowed her and squeezed her and was swallowed in what seemed like an unending ritual of give and receive, take and offer. The legs she was not conscious of failed to support her, but that was alright, for the turgid flesh spearing through her, the orifice, held her upright – as did the singing metal baton lodged in Perl, the hungry, gaping maw of open, wet, slick, contracting flesh. Tears leaked unnoticed from her eyelids as Perl’s entire body bucked and writhed, her flesh unnoticed yet feeling swollen and overly sensitive to her exalted senses.

Rings of pressure and tension encircled her breasts, offering their taught, drawn flesh and the jutting nipples atop them to silken, teasing, tantalizing caresses that made her entire body jerk back and forth between Donovan’s throbbing member and the dancing metal phallus separated from it by only a few layers of skin. A hot, wet, agile tongue danced along the orifice adorning one side of her head, and again Perl’s body swelled and shifted wildly, her openings screaming in defiant pleasure even as her cheeks dimpled around the sole appendage left to their possession – her tongue and lips and throat working hungrily, greedily, her mind and body screaming an unending, repetitious chant of ‘more!’. The distended, slick, swollen, feverish sheath between her thighs cried out in agonized ecstasy moments later, the now-warm metal toy joined by hot, slick man-flesh that stretched her heaving, dancing flesh ever wider. Just the sensation of it was dizzying, and Perl’s head lolled backwards upon Donovan’s shoulder, her body held up by his body behind her, his writhing tentacles around her, and the industrious little robot before her.

Her flesh milked and shifted, flexing and rippling and contracting and dancing endlessly with electrical impulses of bliss, her body leaping upwards as Donovan’s flesh leaped within her. Legs flexing and feet arching, her toes planted themselves against the slick floor as even her arms lifted and strained upwards, her whole body a concert of celebrated motion and ecstasy, a rocket launched into nirvana’s space by the sweet, hot gushes of fluid within her ever hungry, ever grasping orifice of a body. Each jettison against flesh or innards made her jerk and moan, the warm spray of water within her recently bathed womb leaving her wrung out and completely undone.

Eyes closed, the rapture slowly ebbed away, and Perl was gratefully conscious of Donovan’s arms around her as he leaned back, holding her tightly against him as her purely orifice, purely sexual self faded and was replaced with her trembling, embarrassed self, complete with screaming muscles and a womb sore from its previous actions. Warm water slowly sifted around them, taking the weight of her slender limbs from his hands, surrounding them with the richly musky taste of lavender that lingered upon her tongue along with the earthy, sweet scent of Donovan’s release upon her tongue. Perl felt his fingers upon her, her body shifting slightly in the warmth as his body moved her, and entirely without her will she cried out, flailing weakly; desperately attempting to prevent the emptying of her flesh – the stuffing of her little ring of muscle and the velvety sheath between her thighs such an intrinsic part of her now that its emptying would mean the hollowness of she, herself.

Yet Donovan drew her against him, speaking softly and calmly, and Perl found a slivered fraction of reality reasserting itself as he smiled gently.

”Y-you mean you haven’t even bedded me yet?” she tried to joke, shaking and unsure of herself in this strange and utterly foreign territory Donovan had introduced her to. Then his mouth was stealing down to hers, and Perl wrapped her arms tight around his neck, letting the water’s weightlessness help her as she wound her legs around his hips and tried to mesh her body with his own, moaning throatily and feeling utterly helpless beneath the almost brutal wave of pleasure and desire that the movements sent crashing over her body. “Ohhhhh, Donovan,” she whispered in breathless surprise, her mouth drawing away from his as her head fell backwards, her body caught and transported in the rapture for several blissful moments before it too slowly faded and ebbed away.

Sobbing with the sheer delight and beauty of it all, Perl hunched forwards – her breasts flattening against his chest as her mouth sought for and captured Donovan’s, her lips opening widely as passion drew her tongue outwards until it could twine sleekly with his own.

 

[bullshot]

Joe

Joe wondered how Chayla was, he hadn’t seen her since she’d gone off with the two Zorgs who he didn’t know, he had noticed the third Zorg follow them out of the bar but she hadn’t complained so he thought she must have gone willingly.

It was now nearly forty eight hours since they’d separated and he wondered if she had any information on the Zorgs to explain why they never had any problem with the girls that they went off with and why the girls were always looking for more once they’d been with a Zorg.

The fact that they were nearly nymphomaniacs and were looking for sex from anybody with a cock between his legs never registered with him as he tried to avoid getting involved too much in case a Zorg interfered spoiling things for him.

As he walked into the bar he could see Pokem sitting with another Zorg at one of the tables.

“Have you seen Chayla lately?” Joe asked Pokem as he approached the table.

“Last time I saw her she was on her way to her room,” Pokem replied and turned back to his companion virtually dismissing Joe.

Joe knew where Chayla’s room was as he’d helped with her bags so he went to the bar and purchased a couple of bottles of flavoured spring water in case Chayla wanted something refreshing to drink.

He walked to her room and knocked on the door waiting for her to reply or open the door to him, what nobody knew was that all drinks on the island even the none alcoholic ones like the water Joe was carrying had the aphrodisiac content.

 

[landiek]

Chayla opened the door and smiled when she saw Joe. "Come on in."

She slipped on a pair of sandals and sat at the little table. "You know think the waiter lies in the bar."

Chayla shook her head and replied. "I left the bar numbly with two of them. I know it was only two.. it was after Pokem left me with you.. then things get kind of foggy.. but there is something that I want you to see."

Chayla went to the small table by her bed and brought back the journal, turned to the page the lovers drove me so deeply.. three cocks filling me.. the depth.. no pains only pleasures

"Thanks for the water." Chayla opened the offered bottle and after removing the lid took a healthy drink. Then it took over, that tingling sensation that her body was on fire. Chayla started to fan herself with her hand and walked over to the thermostat. it was 68 degrees, it wasn't really that warm.

Chayla's mind shifted and set the bottle down, quickly scribbling spiked before her mind slipped again and she started to pace.

 

[bullshot]

Pokem

After Joe left them Poken started to wonder about Chayla and how she was feeling after their marathon session with her they’d let her relax after they’d fucked her with two cocks in her ass and pussy giving her a large drink of water from the tap in the bathroom knowing that everything drinkable on the island had the aphrodisiac in it.

When she’d recovered enough they’d taken turns to fuck her with three tentacles each giving her a short break and a drink between turns the pleasure they could sense in her mind was close to driving her over the edge and into oblivion.

Pokem had used her three times with Camelot using her twice they didn’t know what extra effect the multiple three tentacle fucks would have on her except that they were close to blowing her mind with the pleasure she was receiving and they were damping from transmission to others.

After that they used her with their manhoods again only this time Camelot fucked her cunt while Pokem fucked her throat both again shooting their loads into her at the same time as her body convulsed in between their cocks as they unloaded into her.

It was time for a bath after their continual use of her, Chayla wasn’t in any fit state to help herself so the two of them had bathed her body thoroughly befoe dressing her in her clothing and taking her back to her room.

They both knew that they had a link to her for at least a couple of days if not more as they’d used three tentacles on her more than once but only time would tell how long the link would last.

 

[bullshot]

Joe

"Come on in." Chayla invited with a smile when saw him at the door.

She then started to talk leaving Joe a little confused not really sure what she was talking about at first when she questioned whether the mechanical waiters could lie then she went on about leaving him and departing in the company of two only Zorgs and explained that after that things got a little confused in her own mind.

“But there is something that I want you to see." she finished going to the table and opening a book at a page that read ‘Three cocks filling me without pain only pleasure.’

“I wondered why the third Zorg followed you and the other two out of the bar,” Joe told her and was surprised at the look of confusion on her face. “You did say that things got a little confused afterwards maybe he joined the three of you and that’s where the third cock came from,” he added as this seemed the only logical explanation to him.

Thinking about it Joe came to the conclusion that if she was confused and if she was fucked by three cocks at the same time there must have been at least three guys how else could she have had three at once.

Chayla accepted the bottle of mineral water and broke the seal taking nearly half of the bottle before she suddenly stopped and started to fan herself before checking the thermostat in the room she appeared satisfied with the reading.

As Chayla put the bottle down Joe watched as she quickly scribbled the word ‘Spiked’ in her diary Joe wondered what it meant. What was spiked it couldn’t be the drink he was drinking it quite happily without any effects.

“What’s the matter? Should I get you some water from the tap?” Joe asked picking up a large clean glass and filling it from the tap over the sink in the room before handing it to Chayla.

Chayla took the offered glass and drank down every drop of the tap water before looking at Joe…..

 

[landiek]

“I wondered why the third Zorg followed you and the other two out of the bar,” Joe told her and was surprised at the look of confusion on her face. “You did say that things got a little confused afterwards maybe he joined the three of you and that’s where the third cock came from,”


"No there was only two. I'm sure of it.. and those drinks made my head swim" Chayla complained softly.

Chayla paced faster, it was getting warmer and warmer. She felt like she was in a sweat box.

“What’s the matter? Should I get you some water from the tap?” Joe asked.

Chayla took the glass and downed the drink as if dying. Her head felt on fire as her body shuddered. What's the matter with me? Chayla thought as the room was spinning and Joe was looking inticing.

"Lock the door... oh god.. I'm on fire." Chayla whimpered as she dropped to her knees and began to sway. She felt like her sanity was dripping out of her pours as that rush of need filled her belly.

Due to her mental link both Pokem and Camelot knew Chayla was in heat but she was claosing herself from them by having her room sealed with the locks.

 

[bullshot]

Joe

Joe couldn’t believe the way Chayla drank the water then the look in her eyes shocked him as he thought she was about to rip his clothes off him and rape him.

"Lock the door... oh god.. I'm on fire." she whimpered Joe turned towards the door to do as she asked even if she did look at him that way but he saw her drop to her knees and start to sway.

Joe forgot all about the door and rushed to support her. “Are you alright?” he asked as he half lifted her to her feet and helped towards the bed when he got her there he helped her lie down while he got her some more water from the tap.

“Here drink this,” he told her as he supported her head and put the glass to her lips so all she had to do was drink again she drank the whole glass as she’d said she was on fire Joe refilled the glass and helped her drink that one as well.

Unknown to either of them Chayla had drunk three large doses of the aphrodisiac and was now really in heat Joe just didn’t know what else to do to help her he thought maybe a bath would help to cool her down but the state she appeared to be in he didn’t think she could manage that alone.

Joe had no intention of stripping her and bathing her it wasn’t the sort of thing that he was used to doing and she’d probably take it the wrong way and scream rape.

“What can I do?” he asked. “Should I get somebody to help maybe Pokem will know what to do,” he suggested.

 

[landiek]

“Are you alright?” he asked.

"no no... no.. so strange" Chayla muttered. She layed down but felt restless, the desire running it course, she reached out for Joe's arm. When he slipped her grasp she was drinking another glass of water

“Here drink this,” he told her.

Two glasses of water later Chayla was just as distraught as when she started. "oh fuck...."

Chayla arched her back as her fever grew higher, she was so horny that Joe was a greater risk in her pursuit of relief, she removed her top and was resting on her side with just the bra and her skirt. Panting heavily as her heart started racing at a maddening pace.

“What can I do?” he asked. “Should I get somebody to help maybe Pokem will know what to do,” he suggested.

"no.. no .. " Chayla started to weep harder as the urges were driving her body into tremors. She grabbed at Joe's arm, her strength was unusual as she tugged Joe to the bed, kissing at his neck and trying to strip him as fast as her hands could go.

 

[bullshot]

Joe

Joe suddenly realised that he’d been right about the look in Chayla’s eyes as she stripped off her top half exposing her breasts and then pulled him onto the bed with her kissing his neck and face as if her life depended on it.

As Chayla kissed his neck her hands were working on his clothes his shirt had gone before he’d even realised what was happening to him the urge in Chayla’s body turned Joe on as well and as she worked on his trousers and shorts he’d removed her bra letting her breasts spring free.

She had him naked and was helping with her skirt as he’d taken time to handle her tits once they were free it was only then that he realised that she hadn’t been wearing panties, they were now both stripped naked and Chayla was still kissing him her mouth had his covered and they were wrestling with their tongues.

He knew that once the Zorgs used a girl she appeared to become a nymphomaniac but this was the first time he’d experienced it for himself as he suddenly found Chayla lying on top of him rubbing her body against his now hard cock.

He lifted her hips with his hands and managed to get his cock to line up with her pussy she was so desperate to be fucked that she seemed to be hindering him rather than helping as he tried to penetrate her eventually he succeeded and he started to hump his hips as he waited for her to move as well.