♥ Getting to know you better (part 4 / finale) ♥

The instant he got his breath back, Dustin pulled his cock free from Meli’s warmth, sliding it back through Bleu’s tongue. The Queri held her position a moment, a drop or two of his seed that had been dragged back by his withdrawal spilling into her waiting mouth before she shrank her appendage back to it’s usual size. As Meli rolled off of her the slime sat up rather shakily and gave Dustin a grin. “Thassh fun, bussh I… Fsusck. Gisshme sec.” Her speech was slurred; closing her mouth Dustin was shocked to see the entire orifice disappear into a blank patch of slime before reforming.

Working her jaw carefully, Bleu gave it an experimental test. “Tesshting. Tessting. Testing. Right, that’s got it. Ok. That was fun captain, but please try and let me know in advance if you want to use me as a cock ring in future. I’m not complaining in the moment, but warnings would be nice if possible. Asides from anything else, Meli’a… no, Meli. Meli has shared the lists the others have written on their interests, and I’m far less keen about you doing that with other openings.” It took Dustin a moment to realize what she meant before wincing and stammering an apology that was hand-waved away. “As I said, it was fun, just talk these things through first, and try and avoid accidents.”

With that said, the medic straightened up and glanced around, before leaning down to kiss Emely who had sprawled on the floor in the aftermath of the others’ climax. “Thank you for your… thank you for everything too Emely.” The Feliax sat up at that and grinned. “You’re not done yet are you bubbles? I mean, you don’t have to fuck everyone here, but…” The slime shook her head firmly, although her hair moved slightly slower than the rest of her causing the woman to frown and push it back into place with her hands. “Not everyone, but I can’t do much more before turning into a puddle, which will make it harder for the rest of you ladies to do anything with me - and I’d rather Dustin didn’t fuck me when I’m unable to form the bits that make sex feel amazing for solids.”

Dustin nodded at that. “You’re beautiful regardless, but yea, a bucket of Bleu isn’t exactly the most arousing of ideas.” That earned the first proper giggle he’d ever heard from the Queri medic, a bubbly chuckle that seemed to pass right through her. “Well then.” Meli said, her own voice more than a little shaky in the aftermath of their fucking. “If you’ve only got a little left, what do you want to do Bleu? Or perhaps a better question would be who?” The slime thought for a moment, then smiled and gestured over to the other group in the room. From where she was sat Naera was clearly visible, being hugged from behind by Trea’k so that she was facing them. Rye meanwhile was sat nearby, sipping from a bottle of water.

Seeing their gaze, the bunny girl stretched and stood; six sets of eyes watching as her golden body moved across the room towards Dustin. “Alright, Dusty, whatever arrangement happens next I want a turn with you.” Bleu nodded thoughtfully at that, then half rose before sinking back down quickly. “Maybe… you could move elsewhere, Rye? I’m not confident on my leg formation right now, and while I want to spend time with everyone eventually, given your comments earlier about this being a welcome I’d like to finish up by spending some time with my fellow newbie.”

Dustin scrambled to his feet at that point, and extended a hand to Rye and after a moments thought to Meli. “Me again, li’ah’a?” The Velca smiled at him as she said it, and he nodded by way of reply. “Trea’k looks to be in a hugging mood, and I know Emely loves the games they play together. Is that alright, Trea’k?” The Vex’ess woman had carried Naera across while they had been talking, and now deposited the slightly dazed shortstack in front of Bleu. “That is quite alright, my mate. This one has ensured I am not lacking for orgasms, and I must admit to wanting to play - I was planning on propositioning Rye as well, however you take priority there, of course.”

Rye bit her lip regretfully at that; it took Dustin about half a second to think before his face spread in a grin. “How about an exchange, then?” The Vex’ess looked at him “Oh?” With a nod to Bleu who had already pulled Naera into her lap and was proceeding to get her fill of kisses from the plant woman, he turned and began to lead the others a short distance away, explaining his plan as he went. Once they were close to the wall, Trea’k set to work - her ability to spin webbing rapidly trussing Emely up with her legs splayed apart. The Feliax woman’s eyes were wide as further strands were then positioned to hold her against the wall, her cunt held just far enough out for Dustin to slide underneath.

Lowering his lover’s sex onto his tongue, Dustin’s vision was obscured by the redhead’s thighs. His hearing was muffled as well - as much by the fox girl’s cries of pleasure as by her legs pressed against his ears, but he did hear Trea’k murmur “this won’t take a moment, I assure you Meli” before the Velca gave a low moan of her own. Warmth surrounded his shaft a moment later; he guessed who ever had just lowered - or been lowered - onto his cock had been gagged as well because he couldn’t make out any of the usual cries he expected when penetrating one of his ladies.

Whoever it was, they rode him intently, causing his cock to twitch before lifting off. The sudden and unexpected cold air hitting his shaft along with the focus he was putting on getting Emely off blew away all chance of his own orgasm, even as another set of slick lips parted around him. The sensation was different this time - different tightness, different wetness, but so focused on Emely and lacking the normal clues was he that he couldn’t have said which of the three women it was that had impaled herself on him.

One cry did get through the muffling after a while - but not from the women currently taking turns on his shaft as per his suggestion. Instead, it was Naera, a moaning plea to fuck her harder. Dustin’s lack of vision allowed his imagination to run wild with thoughts of how Bleu and the plant girl were entwined. Forcing himself to focus again, he circled Emely’s clit with his tongue causing her to tremble against him. Once more, cold hit his cock, and once more a new warmth grasped at him. Above him, his oral efforts pushed Emely over the brink; as this newest cunt dropped low, hilting him inside whichever woman possessed it his mouth was flooded with the taste of his Feliax lover.

His own climax still felt some way away, so Dustin didn’t stop - besides, he’d asked Emely to be tied up for a reason. He intended to thoroughly enjoy himself with the fox girl, and this way he didn’t have to worry about the order of other women bouncing on his shaft. His world was shrunk to just the taste of his lover and the sensations on his dick; when the women working his cock switched again to his surprise it suddenly proved too much. With a grunt, he bucked his hips into whoever was currently wrapped around him - only for the warm sensation to be removed. His cock pulsed into the open air - but whatever was going on, they’d clearly arranged so that someone besides him would be sprayed by his release.

A moment later he let out a whine into Emely’s twitching sex as three mouths went to work on him. Judging by the speed with which his erection returned, the one rolling it’s tongue around the head of his shaft was Rye’s - but as to which of Meli and Trea’k were lapping at which of his inner thighs before running their tongues across his balls he couldn’t have said. No sooner was he hard again than the whole process resumed - warm wetness wrapping around his cock like a glove, bouncing harder this time before switching to another.

As his second orgasm approached, Dustin began to wonder if his idea - that Trea’k should tie up the other three and then control who rode him and for how long, including herself - might have been a mistake. He’d not exactly set any limits for how long he’d stay like this, asides from wanting to see how much pleasure Emely could take, and dehydration due to cumming too many times could actually be a concern. Before he could worry about that too much however, Naera and Emely cried in unison as their orgasms hit them at the same time.

Another flood of sweetness filled his mouth, and other cunt dropped onto his cock - Dustin’s world was starting to narrow again; however yet again as he thrust his hips up in release the woman impaled on him lifted at the last second. This time however there wasn’t even a pause - as the last blast of his cum finished spraying out, he felt a familiar head bob all the way to the base of his shaft. Rye’s eager suction lasted just long enough for him to regain hardness, before the warm softness of her mouth was replaced by the tightness of one of his women.

Above him, Emely’s moans had turned into panting whimpers as he coaxed yet another climax from her bound form. From nearby, he heard another hoarse moan of release from Naera. As the women on his cock switched again, shaky footsteps approached and he felt the shortstack slump down next to him. “Bleu’s out” she said, managing to lean in close enough to him that he could hear her through Emely’s thighs. “And I’m… starlight, I didn’t think I could cum this much…” She sounded out of breath and utterly dazed with delight, before suddenly whimpering as she was pulled away from him. His attention had already drifted from her by then though, as the hips currently riding his shaft had started to roll - rocking gently around in small circles on his cock. The motion was gentle, but the feelings it sent shooting through him were intense and he could feel his own release building once more, blocking out all other thought.

This time, when he bucked his hips up there was no sudden withdraw at the last second. Instead, he pulsed inside the woman - at least for a moment, before there was a sudden shift. His cock twitched as he felt hands grasp it, stroking it - with a whine he bucked again, spraying still more, and more - before he finally relaxed. A second or two later, he felt Emely being freed from the wall and gently lifted from his face leaving him blinking in the light. Sitting up a little groggily, a chitin covered hand offered him a bottle of water. Taking it gratefully, he chugged the clear liquid; despite the miracle that was Rabyth enzyme, cumming that much that quickly had indeed left him feeling sorely dehydrated.

Immediate needs taken care of, he then noticed the state of the women around him. Bleu, practically a puddle with just enough self control to form a grinning face and a rough thumbs up, Emely, drinking from another water bottle although with her legs still trussed up and a dazed look in her eyes in the aftermath of her own multiple orgasms. And then - Trea’k, one hand gently stroking her sex where just the faintest hint of white could be seen. That explained which woman had taken the first blast of his last load, rather than lifting off his cock inexplicably beforehand. Then he glanced up, and around, and the reason for both the women lifting free and for the multi-handed jerking during his final orgasm became clear.

Meli and Rye sat, back to back and bound much like Emely - Trea’k had clearly been the one working all three bodies to ride Dustin’s cock. In addition to the insect woman’s webbing, however, they both also sported additional off-white strands glistening across their breasts, faces and hair. Between them and sprawled on the floor, Naera’s green skin was dappled with her own share of markings from Dustin’s climax, a elegant splash running from her navel to chin - although how she’d managed to position herself to get coated like that given the angles she’d have had to work with was anyone’s guess. Seeing his gaze, the shortstack ran a hand idly up her body, collecting the accumulated cum before licking her palm clean. “Starlight” she breathed, thighs trembling at the combination of his taste and the aftermath of the group’s sexual marathon. “That was one hell of a welcome.”