♥ Menage a quintette ♥

Dustin spluttered, trying to figure out how to respond to Trea’k’s suggestion. Finding his words after a moment, he ran a hand across her cheek before managing to answer her. “Either is fine, although we don’t have to go through all your first times right now - we will get to do this more than once you know.” Trea’k nuzzled into the gesture before releasing his cock, stepping back and walking towards the nearest communication panel. “I assure you, Dustin, I am not doubting that” she mused, gently licking their combined taste from one of her fingers before continuing “but it’s not a matter of have to. I want to. We have taken the time to go through your courtship rituals correctly, and now we are mated I don’t wish to delay further.”

Reaching out with her cleaner hand, the insect woman tapped the communicator a few times before speaking again; this time to those on the other end of the device. “We have finished our initial period together ladies, and I would appreciate your company.” Dustin didn’t hear the reply from the others, although he did find it interesting that Trea’k clearly expected the three of them to be together. “You haven’t? I had thought that… Oh, I understand. We will see you shortly.” With that, she turned and fixed him with a grin that was both regal and edged with predatory desire.

“Our mates will be arriving shortly, Dustin. Do you wish for a drink to replenish your strength while we are waiting?” Dustin couldn’t help his eyes from flickering down to the woman’s breasts as she spoke; even as he opened his mouth to agree that some water would be a good idea before they launched into a full blown orgy, his newest lover smiled and shook her head. “While Meli assures me that the mammalian glands I have evolved to possess appear capable of becoming fully functional, I am afraid if you wish for a drink right now it will have to be something from the automat.”

Dustin heard the hiss from the door to his suite a little while later and set the bottle of water Trea’k had fetched him down on the floor. The insect woman sat behind him; she’d decided to wait for the others to arrive before doing anything else and as a result he’d opted for a repeat of their stargazing pose - albeit, now with naked breasts pressing against the back of his head and her hand occasionally snaking down to stroke his length just often enough to maintain his erection.

Being idly edged while waiting for another woman to turn up to the party was not something Dustin was used to, and he made a mental note to try and avoid it in future - while he couldn’t complain about the reason and certainly wanted Trea’k to enjoy herself it was highly frustrating in the immediate sense. Fortunately, the hiss was followed by the ideal sight for the situation; Rye stepped into the chamber with her dungarees tied around her waist and no top on. “Hey Dusty, Treacle. Fancy meeting people like you in a state like this.” She said, grinning at them as she sauntered over.

Dustin ignored the provocation, choosing instead to let his gaze take in the golden fur on the Rabyth woman’s top half - and then the sudden warmth as she opted to go straight to business, dropping to her knees in front of them and engulfing the bulk of his member in one swift movement. Trea’k on the other hand shifted before looking down at the bunny girl. “Treacle? That is a thick, sugary substance is it not? I do not understand your meaning.” Rye swallowed, causing Dustin to groan in pleasure before she lifted her mouth free of his cock.

“It’s a nickname. Dunno why I started with the nerd, but it’s a habit now. Get Dusty’s cock, get a nickname from me. And Treacle cos your name is Trea’k although…” and here she dipped her head back down to lick along Dustin’s shaft before continuing “…assuming what I can taste besides our lover here is from you, the sweetness works too.” At that, the Rabyth woman turned her attention to the task at hand properly, taking Dustin to the base in her mouth before beginning to bob rapidly. From behind her, a voice drew what little brainpower Dustin had that wasn’t being rapidly drained towards his balls. “You do realise that it’s only your saliva that is needed to give Dustin the ability to recover rapidly. You don’t actually have to give him an orgasm.”

Above the rapidly bobbing blonde, Dustin saw Meli walking slowly towards him. Unlike the Rabyth woman, she seemed to have stripped before arrival, her curves fully on display as she crossed the space between them and leaned in to kiss Trea’k - doing so in the most awkward way possible for the action that was already happening, but perhaps the best way for Dustin. His fiance’s breasts pressed in to his face, while the weight of her hips drove Rye’s head as deep as it could go onto his dick, enough to cause the bunny girl to half-**** before she steadied herself and regained control.

That flex of her throat however was all he needed to push him to the edge; Meli had barely broken the kiss and pulled away before Dustin’s legs started to tremble. Rye knew the signs and backed up as soon as she was free of the pressure from the Velca woman; despite that she still had to swallow hard as with a twitch Dustin filled her up. Withdrawing fully once she was sure he was done, Rye made a point of dramatically swallowing once more before winking at him. “Alright, Treacle, nerd, that should keep him going for the rest of the night. If not, one of you better be getting me off while I give him a recharge.”

Trea’k glanced from one woman to another before looking down at Dustin once more. “How long does… oh, that is fortunate” she said, smiling softly as the Rabyth enzyme began to work it’s magic on human anatomy. Dustin tilted his head back to look up at the insect woman. “Give me a second and I’ll be good to go. You’ve got us here now Trea’k - what next?” he said, putting the ball in her court. In response, she ran a hand idly through his hair before blushing. “I would be happy to try either of the two ways that will leave my mouth free that you wish, Dustin. Which reminds me - I must apologize, Meli, I completely forgot what it was I should say about my ovipositor.”

The Velca woman stepped around Dustin to embrace the envoy more comfortably. “Don’t worry, Trea’k. I imaging your mind was on other matters” she said, ears flickering in amusement as she did so. “What I said to tell my Li’ah’a was that based on a scan we did of your new nerve endings, taking you that way would likely blow your mind - not to mention what it would probably do to your sexual organs. Cumming like a truck I believe was the expression I used.” Then the Velca woman moved her lips in to kiss the envoy once more, her tongue snaking out to dance with their newest partner.

Rye was still sat on her haunches in front of Dustin, and grinned up at the pair. “Well there ya go Dusty. Apparently you’ve got an open invitation to either bug-butt or blowing Treacle’s mind. I wonder what you’ll choose - as if I didn’t already know.” Then, she stood and offered him a hand up, before staggering forward slightly as a red fur-covered missile collided with her back. “Sorry sir!” Emely said, peering over Rye’s shoulder with her legs locked around the other woman’s midriff. “Didn’t realize Rye was about to help you up; I’d have waited if I’d spotted that before I jumped.”

Dustin waved the concerns away before taking Rye’s hand and pulling himself to his feet. The additional weight of the Feliax woman didn’t seem to bother Rye in the slightest, and not for the first time Dustin remembered just how powerful those thighs of hers actually were. “So…” he began to say, before pausing as he felt Meli’s hand on his shoulder. “Dustin, now is not the time for talking. Look at Trea’k, Li’ah’a.” He turned to see four pleading eyes and a half-open mouth looking at him; clearly while he had been exchanging words with the other two Meli had wasted no time in teasing their new partner.

Not wanting to drag things out any further for the poor woman, Dustin stepped past Meli and walked around to the rear of the insect. As he did so, she dipped her front slightly, raising her rear abdomen and shaking it. It certainly wasn’t the view that you’d expect when getting behind your partner - but as her muscles tensed and more chitin moved to the side he found it fascinating. Fascinating - and arousing as the moving plates revealed a pair of entrances, one tight and familiar, and one utterly alien and glistening in the light.

For a moment, Dustin stood, unsure of himself before reaching out to run his fingers across that slick opening. Trea’k’s moan filled the room for a second before becoming muffled - dragging his eyes from her rear Dustin realized that his fiancé had returned to making out with the bug to prevent her from knowing what was coming next. Curiosity got the better of him at that point and he sank down, before tentatively extending his tongue to taste the juices coming from his new lover. Assuming her ovipositor produced the same flavour of lubrication as her cunt, he had to agree with Rye. The bug woman was sweet - but with a smokiness to it that tingled on his tongue and was entirely hers.

As he took in the taste of the woman in front of him, he heard murmurs from the others before Rye called back to him. “If you’re gonna try and blow Treacle’s mind, we’re gonna make sure it’s properly blown Dusty. Emmz, scoot a little closer, I can’t quite reach you from over here and there’s no reason the bug should be the only one getting… ahh…” The Rabyth’s voice trailed off in gasp of pleasure as whatever was going on with his other lovers stepped up a notch. A moment later, the opening he was gently running his tongue across twitched violently as Trea’k broke free of Meli’s mouth to cry out in pleasure.

Pulling back and standing once more, Dustin realized the reason for the insect woman’s sudden exclamation - besides his own work stimulating her rear, Emely and Rye had moved to each take one of the woman’s breasts; her hands were locked in their hair and whatever they were doing was clearly pushing her back towards a crescendo. Meli saw him looking and smiled at him for a moment, before grabbing the insect woman’s face in both hands and forcing their mouths back together. Dustin wasn’t sure what his first love was trying to prove by muffling Trea’k with her mouth, but the combination of the sight before him and his own desires gave clear direction. Taking a moment to make sure he was lined up cleanly, he teased the insect woman’s opening a moment with his cock before pushing his weight forward and sinking into her.