5 Crazy cycles on Slazzcon 4

 

“Ahahahahahaha!!!” She arched back and held her ribs and fell forward into her mighty laugh, the occasional gurgle coming from her as her drink tried to force it’s way out of her nose.

“Did i say something weird?...Solaris?”

“Oh no!” She sucked in awkwardly between laughs “It’s just that...” She panted for a moment, wiping a tear and composing herself. “Back on Earth there would be an enormous market for such a thing.” She took another sip of her drink, a green concoction totally new to her, she still wasn’t sure if she liked it but it was definitely doing the trick.

“And these things are just available? walk in?”

“Yes that’s right Williams-sur.” Solaris didn’t ask what the suffix was, she’d forget anyway. “At our...well a word doesn’t exist that you could comprehend. I believe they’re similar to what humans would call a ‘health spa’.”

“Yeah...” Solaris took another swig and smiled, she was warming up to the green goo. “That sounds about right.”

“Hey ‘tender!” She yelled across the unusually quiet bar. “Another one of these!” She flashed her ‘Alcohol Alchemist’ badge. It looked genuine enough to pass for proof of her human amnesty as a human diplomat (drinks division). No one ever checked anyway.

A few delicious emerald gulps later humour and curiosity was playing around in her increasingly foggy mind. She had a fairly good idea where she was going to end up, she’d spent enough time engaging in the art of drinking, in her short but colorful life to know what kind of trouble she was going to stir.

“Solaris Williams, Ambass-sass-ador of Earth.” She tried to look authoritative through her drunken haze as the alien gave her a look of pure confusion.

“I have come...”She trailed off as she gazed around the establishment, full of glass and mirrors not unlike a hair salon back on Earth. “I have come to learn about your culture.” She quickly fabricated. “I have learned of a device used to relieve extreme stress and i would like to sample it for the benefit of knowledge to humanity.” Solaris figured if she uses big words that usually works, even if she was tripping over her own tongue to say them. The fact most aliens were surprised she could walk upright was a bonus in these situations.

The alien in front of her looked fairer than most she’d seen on this planet thus far, probably whatever this species had to show for a female. And she looked pretty unconvinced.

“Ambassador...” She began, “You understand such things are not designed for your anatomy.” She put on a slow, educating voice. “You are human.”

Drunken Miss Williams was having none of it, marching forward she caught notice of of a sign advertising what she came for, she hoped. Solaris had a talent for picking up languages in record time but she had only been on the planet a few days. Reaching into her pocket and slamming down what passed for currency on this rock on the nearest surface she opened the door and strode into the darkness.

The air was pushed from her lungs as she was suddenly grasped from behind. Her heart pounded in her ears as her fight or flight instincts kicked in but to no avail. The muscular tendrils wrapped solidly around her arms and ankles, dragging her to the floor. She struggled against them, writhing and gaining momentum with the slack she had in her knees to find her feet, only to have the wind knocked from her again as she slipped once more. As she came to rest on her knees they pulled on her arms, harder and harder until they were uncomfortably positioned behind her back, her hands pulled palm to palm and another tendril wrapped itself around her wrists.

The flesh against her ankles tightened and pulled, trying hard to spread her, expose her to the air. But she held fast, her strong thigh muscles holding at the knee and she tried any way she could to prevent her exposure. Her heart dropped as she felt yet another pair of tendrils wrap around her thighs around the knee and pull. She blushed heavily as she felt herself exposed. Not used to not being in control.

“God damn you! Let me go!” She cried as loud as she could. She inhaled deeply , about to scream as a very large phallus entered her mouth, barely able to breathe around it despite her experience in such things.

She groaned against the flesh lodged in her throat as she felt thin flesh wrap around the base of her tits. they circled all the way around and tightened, squeezing. She raged inside even as she drew ragged breath, barely staying conscious as the thing abused her throat. ‘God damn it! Who the fuck said you could touch me there?!’ Her frustration only grew hotter as she felt her nipples being played with oh so delicately, in a way so few before had done.

A quick, thick, muscular one wrapped around her neck, she knew this sign. She’d done it herself. “Don’t struggle.” It was a bad idea she agreed. She felt everything tighten, her arms behind her back, her hands against each other. Her tits bulged slightly from the squeeze. Even the tendril fucking her throat pushed deeper. Her eyes watered. She knew what was coming, Solaris always had a head for trouble. She tried to relax as much as she could given the difficult situation.

She felt it against her low back. It was slippery unlike the others. Thank god, at least she’d get the benefits of lubrication.  It pushed against her opening and she allowed it passage as much as she was able. It was large but perfectly acceptable. “I’ve had bigger...” she smirked internally as she focused now on providing the ‘cock’ in her mouth free passage of her throat while she accepted a rather pleasant fuck given how difficult this had been up to now.

More cold wetness at her lower back. “Oh Fuck”. It didn’t take a genius to know what was coming next. It was thankfully smaller she mused as she felt it against her back door. She was out of room internally, she tried to relax with the large phallus filling her pussy but it was hard enough in the comfort of her own home! Eventually it pushed into her with a small amount of force and Solaris’ excellent muscle control.

If she was at home at this point, it didn’t show on her face. Solaris was lost, concentrating, perhaps sub-consciously on what was happening to her. She fought to control her abdominal and more private muscles to let the assault continue. She tried desperately to remember every trick she’d learned in college to deep throat a man. Her eyes glazed and tears slid down her reddened face from the sheer assault.

She didn’t even feel the tendril wrap itself around her matted blue hair, in the end it didn’t really matter. The one in her mouth seemed to finally finish. “typical guy, finishing so early”. She thought weakly. It pulled back just enough to let her breathe but not for more than a moment as it pulsed a hot jet against the back of her throat. And then another. And another.

She did what she did best. She swallowed. Over and over again until she felt the warmth in her stomach.

Her most private parts got a moment’s respite during this but as soon as she was finished they started something special. They moved in tandum. As one thrust, the other pulled out, building up an impossible momentum. She tentril in her hair tightened, as if the man she was sleeping with was pulling her hair close to release. She prayed that was the case as the two assaulted her with deadly efficiency. They built to an impossible speed, not unlike the climax of an orgasm. “Yes! Yes! Cum fuck you! Finish this!” She screamed inside her head. But the pace continued and continued. She was ragged for breath, the intensely hard fucking was unlike anything she’d had before. She was praying for a finish to this. “Just!...Fucking! Cum!!” She screamed between breaths.

“...pl...please...” She cried weakly. her nose congested and eyes dripping with tears from the intensity of it all. “Please, I’m begging you. I’M BEGGING YOU!” She mustered the last of her strength for a final plea. To her surprise they slowed almost immediately. The large appendage in her pussy started to pulse and she almost felt herself on the edge of tears as she felt the hot splash inside her. Still held in place by all of the various tendrils she was about to find out why. A Hot jet of a now very familiar fluid sprayed inside her last orifice, planting deep inside her ass. She breathed a sigh of relief and sucked in a quick breath as it pulled out of her sharply and began to pulse the fluid all over her. Her hair, her face, her chest, back, ass, thighs. Not much was left uncovered by the hot fluid now cooling on her flesh.

She crawled her way to the exit as the rapidly slackening tendrils allowed her to move again under her own volition. She reached up pathetically to open the door, sucked in a harsh breath and cried “I WANT A REFUND!”