♥ Natural beauty ♥

Dustin rose from where he’d been reclining on Naera’s bed and put his hands on hers. “Are you sure?” he asked softly, tilting down to kiss her forehead. “You’re dealing with a lot, and I don’t want you to think…”

A rather firm shove to his chest sent him stumbling back onto the bed. “Dustin, I am fully aware of the fact that my head is all sorts of messed up at the moment, but it hasn’t changed how I feel about you. Nor does my being depressed or anxious or whatever the fuck is wrong with me mean that I’ve suddenly turned into some kind of untouchable celibate monk okay?” Naera moved forward as she was speaking, hopping onto her knees on the bed with her legs straddling Dustin, before leaning down and kissing him rather firmly.

Considering himself told off, and working on the basis that Naera could probably use some reassurance that she was still very much wanted outside of work, Dustin let himself relax. One hand snaked up the plant woman’s back, sliding under her top to rub between her shoulder-blades as they kissed; when Naera broke the kiss a short time later and sat back, Dustin kept his hand beneath her top and let it slide around to her front.

Giving his Caenii lover a gentle squeeze on the boob seemed to be the right thing to do. Naera giggled, before pulling her top up and over her head. “If you’re going to play with them, you might as well play properly Dustin,” she said with a smile, taking hold of his free hand and moving it up to her cheek before letting him drift it down so that he could massage both her breasts.

Dustin marvelled at the softness of the flesh between his fingers, attentive to the slightest intake of breath from the shortstack straddling him. Adjusting his hands carefully in response to the sounds she was making, it wasn’t long before he earned himself a gentle moan of enjoyment from Naera followed by his hands being gently but firmly removed from her chest.

“Enough messing around, Dustin,” the silver-haired woman said, climbing off him and rapidly finishing with disrobing. Dustin watched lazily as sweatpants and underwear pooled on the soft dirt floor of her room, before Naera scrambled back onto the bed, frowned in decision for a moment, and then straddled his face.

Having two green thighs suddenly wrapping around his ears, Dustin did the only sensible thing in his position. Shifting his head back, he ran his tongue along the Caenii’s slit; as usual, her taste surprised him - no matter how many times he went down on the plant girl, the fact that her nectar tasted vegetal in a way that reminded him of spring greens and newly mowed grass always delighted him, and he gave a hum of delight as he worked his tongue into her.

Above him, Naera gave a contented sigh, one which turned into a hiccupping moan when Dustin’s tongue flickered out to trace circles around her clit. Green thighs trembled against his ears and the Caenii woman dropped forward onto her hands, panting as she struggled to free Dustin’s cock from his trousers. Determined not to make it easy for her, Dustin redoubled his efforts on her sex - but Naera was equally determined to get to her prize.

A whimpering moan and a flood of juices filling his mouth half-choked Dustin a short time later as the plant girl unexpectedly came, right as she freed and then engulfed his cock in her mouth. Coughing, Dustin swallowed hard, his hips jerking upward as he did so. For a moment he was worried that he’d give Naera her own coughing fit or worse by bucking into her mouth, but the green skinned woman just gave a contented hum around his cock before wiggling forward and taking more of him in.

Dustin returned to lapping at Naera’s cunt as she slowly bobbed her head; he figured she was enjoying the sixty-nine, and that was all that really mattered right now - he certainly wasn’t complaining about getting his dick sucked, nor about the taste of the woman above him flooding his senses. Reaching up, he took hold of two plush cheeks and held on as Naera’s thighs began to tremble once more. Better prepared this time, he avoided **** and was instead able to continue to tease her clit with his tongue as the woman above him rode out a second climax.

Naera popped his cock free from her mouth and slowly rose back upright once the aftershocks of her second orgasm had settled. Wiping her mouth on the back of her hand, the plant woman spread her legs wider to ensure Dustin could hear her. “Mind filling me up, Dustin? You’re doing a great job, but I really need to just be fucked until I can’t think straight right now.”

Dustin paused his oral ministrations. “Happy to do so, love. How do you want me to take you?” he asked, rolling his neck as she rose off of him to work out the stiffness of putting all his effort into eating out the plant woman. Naera glanced around, then giggled to herself and hopped off the bed. Taking a few steps forward, she jumped up, catching hold of one of the larger vines before hooking her body into two more. A moment’s wriggling, and she was lying back facing Dustin with her ankles riding high in the air and her legs spread.

Getting up from the bed, Dustin raised an eyebrow. “You sure those vines will take it?” he asked, looking at where she had a long loop wrapped behind her back and around both her arms to support her torso, as well as the hooping vines that were now digging rather attractive dimples into her plush thighs.

Naera nodded. “Yea, I spent some time with Meli going over the ship’s seed banks to find some that’d match up with ones from the Caenii homeworld in terms of strength. My species use them for all kinds of stuff like this, they’ll handle both our weights combined without any problems.”

Dustin stepped between her legs and grinned. “I doubt we’ll need to worry about them taking my weight too…” he mused, dragging his cock up through her folds. “You’re at the perfect height for me to stay standing.” Naera bit her lip, before letting out a gentle hiss of pleasure as he pushed the head of his cock inside her. Dustin paused, hands caressing her thighs before moving down to stroke small circles across her sex as he slid deeper.

It was a little unclear to Dustin whether it was the plant girl’s arousal or the angle she was at, but her cunt gripped him tightly as he began to slowly rock into her. His initial plan of stroking her to orgasm gradually was ruled out with the first thrust, Naera’s body moving backwards on the vines and his cock almost sliding from her slick heat before he grabbed her hips to steady their coupling.

With teasing ruled out, it was on to the next best option for making his lover cum as far as Dustin was concerned. She’d asked to be fucked into insensibility and so he would give it to her; adjusting his grip he began to rut into her with long powerful strokes that caused the plant woman to let out a series of moans that rapidly increased in volume. Dustin watched her face closely; he knew he could only hold off his own climax for so long, and while he could get it up again quickly he definitely wanted her as close to fucked out from this first round as possible.

A sudden tensing of Naera’s thighs beneath his fingers along with a strangled gasp of pleasure gave him just enough warning. As Naera’s inner walls began to ripple and clench along his shaft, Dustin tightened his grip on her body and drove himself in to the hilt, letting go of all restraint. The Caenii woman’s cries echoed around the room as Dustin gasped his way through his own climax, his seed pulsing into his lover’s vine-wrapped form.

Dustin paused, panting, with his cock still buried in the plant woman’s cunt. Naera’s eyes were lidded as she looked up at him, and her breath was heavy as she panted out a request for a hand down from the vines. With great care, Dustin leaned forward, allowing her to wrap her arms around his neck rather than the thick plant tendrils; standing back up, she managed somehow to achieve the same feat with her legs so that she was fully supported with his hands beneath her ample rear - and all without the two of them having to disconnect from their intimacy despite Dustin’s fading erection.

Naera gave a grin as Dustin moved back towards the bed, squeezing her inner muscles in a way that nearly caused him to lose his footing. Half-stumbling, he managed to just about remain upright - although when he dropped onto the bed the resultant jolt through their bodies caused them both to whimper, before he rolled them onto their side and finally allowed his cock to fully slip from her warmth.

“How straight is your thinking now, love?” Dustin asked, taking in deep breaths of the humid air as he stared at Naera’s sweat and mist drenched form. She really looked amazing like this he decided, as she tried to work out an answer; the moisture on her green skin looked like dew on a ripe apple, the curve of her hips and breasts forming natural hills down which droplets could flow and draw his eye.

Naera noticed him staring and shifted, pressing her ample breasts against his arm, sweat and moisture from the air sticky on her skin as she smiled up at him. “Thinking’s a little wobbly, but we’ve still got hours and I could probably do with my brains being a little more scrambled in the meantime… Let’s get a drink from the automat - it’s behind that shrub over there - and then go again?”