Lieutenant Moonwatcher - [A]

Nurse Olivia Bergen stood back from the table, carefully observing Lieutenant Lawrence Moonwatcher. She and he had seemed to hit it off well at dinner, so naturally she was curious about what items, if any, might pique his interest. When he picked up one of the butt-plugs, her face fell. But she **** a brave smile on it and stepped up to him, asking, "What are you planning on doing with that, Larry?"

Turning to face her, he answered, "I would say that is up to you . . . After all, Doctor Birks said everything must be consensual."

She was delighted that she was the woman he wanted, but less so about what he wanted to do with her. Fearing that if she turned him down, he might seek out someone else, she lightly touched the device. "You will go slow, won't you?" she asked as she looked up at him with her wide, almost fearful eyes.

"Yes. And with lots of lube," he agreed.

It was over an hour later before Larry and Olivia were actually ready to consummate her ass-fucking. First, he had used his mouth to bring her to several orgasms. Then, he had spent considerable time 'loosening her up' with the tapered rubber plug. Working it in and out of her anus. All the while nuzzling the side of her face and whispering words of encouragement into her ear.

He had even had her retain the butt-plug up her ass as he went down on her again.

But now, the naked Nurse was lying on her stomach. Two pillows, one on top of the other, under her pelvis lifted her butt high into the air. Larry stood at the foot of the bed, also nude, and rubbing the lubricant onto his erection. Jill, of course, had been repeatedly 'lubed up' during the earlier anal play, and her tight little star, on open display with her legs spread wide, was glistening with the gel.

She was still **** to go through with this, and was hoping against hope that he would change his mind. Larry had reminded her downstairs that everything was consensual, and she realized that she supposed she could still call it off. But considering what he and his shipmates were doing for her planet, she felt denying him anything would be petty and ungrateful. Trying to shove the thought of being a sacrificial lamb out of her mind, she waited for him to begin.

The movement of the mattress beneath her signaled that he had crawled up on the bed and was moving into position. Kneeling between her thighs and rubbing his hand over those firm round cheeks of her bottom, he told her, "Now just remember. As with the butt-plug, the more you can relax your muscles, the easier it will be."

She nodded her head as she lay with the side of her face against the white linen sheet, trying to fight back the tears. Tears of frustration at 'having' to go through with this. Tears of humiliation at being debased in such a manner. And tears of disappointment. She had grown to really like Larry in the brief time she had known him, and now he was going to do this to her.

Instinctively she clenched her muscles when she felt the tip of his erection touch her anus, but she **** herself to relax. Larry put his thumb on top of the head of his cock, and pressed down on the spongy glans, slowly forcing it inside her tight ring of muscle.

"Ughn," she grunted when the head began to enter her. But she did not protest and did not move, just lay there as Larry gradually succeeded in getting the whole head of his dick inside her.

"Are you alright?" he asked her, to which she nodded. He waited a few moments, giving her body a chance to adjust to the intrusion. Leaning forward, he inched his way up her anal canal. One of his hands pressed into the bed near her face as he leaned further forward, gradually lowering himself on top of her.

"Aww... awk!" she groaned as he finally 'bottomed out', his balls pressed against her pussy as he lay on top of her, his length buried in her 'coal chute'.

Again he nuzzled the side of her face, kissing her cheek as he slowly moved his hips up and down. As he had promised her, his movements were languid, unhurried. Slowly, ever so slowly, he slid his slick cock back and forth within her oily bunghole. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths, trying to endure the pain. It felt as if she was being split in two.

Eventually, the pain did lessen, although it did not go away completely. Larry, still lying on top of her and supporting his weight on his elbows and forearms, begin to move his hips faster while pressing his cheek against hers and moaning loudly. He muttered incoherent words of pleasure and approval as he plunged more vigorously inside her. The bed started to squeak from the **** of his thrusting and Olivia was breathing heavily.

His grunts and groans became louder as he buggered her with abandon. Plundering her brown-eye. Fucking her rosebud. His balls slapped noisily against her pussy lips as he drove in and out of her.

"Arrrgh!" he cried out as he began ejaculating deep inside her bowels, giving her a sperm enema as he emptied his full nuts into her backdoor. His hips bucked and twitched as he pumped out more of his spunk. Grabbing a handful of her hair, he twisted her head around so that he could kiss her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.

His head dropped away from hers and he released the grip on her hair while his body fell like a deadweight on top of her. Pinning her to the mattress. When his cock had softened sufficiently, Olivia's tight anal ring squeezed it from her body, expelling the unnatural invader. She felt a mixture of lubricant and sperm oozing from her gapping asshole as he rolled off her.

Lying flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling, Larry took several deep breaths before rolling his head to one side, looking at her. Gently touching her cheek with the knuckles of his fingers, he whispered, "Thank you, Olivia."