If we must.

It wasn’t the choice Gamora wanted to make, she made that much clear, but it was the choice that Gamora made.

Alex knew enough about camping to start a fire. Thankfully the pack she grabbed was well supplied; a few pieces of food, some water, a sleeping bag, a dildo, some more food, a first aid kit, a pack of cards if you get board. The essentials.

“What is that?” Gamora pointed to the dildo.

It dawned on Alex what that really was. “Oh… this was not my gear I swear.” It was a fairly thick, decently long, purple thing. It was nicely rigid but would bend if pushed up against something.

Gamora reached over and picked it up. “You just carry this around with you?”

“Well it’s not mine…” Alex managed to mumble out.

The green warrior never put it down. She just closed up her cloak and rolled over. “I will take the first watch.”

And with that Alex went to sleep. Well she tried to. The bare ground is quit uncomfortable really. It’s never smooth, also pokes you in the wrong spot on the back, the rocks do not work as pillows. Overall it is a terrible experience. Yelp review would be 1 star, do not try again.

But her dreams were the strangest dreams: they were extremely vivid sex dreams with creatures and humans she never met. Extremely vivid, almost like memories. She experienced sex with a klaxian, a one night stand with Tony Stark, a night of passion with a rebel Shi’a, and the first time she explored her green body—

Wait this wasn’t her dreams or memories. This was someone else!

Her eyes awoke and spotted her strange captor across from her: Gamora was lying on her back, boots still on, but the minikini was completely off! The dildo’s purple flesh would disappear and reappear from Gamora’s green pussy. Her pussy was a shaved beaver, as perfect as the rest of her body. Well maybe it wasn’t shaved; after all did aliens like Gamora grow hair on that? She grew hair on her head so… maybe her vagina would have some on it?

Her green breasts had dark nipples, near black. A blackish green really, more so then a greenish black. The low light made it hard to see how erect they were, but considering the crisp air they must have been at total attention. Gamora was fondling one with her left hand while fucking herself with the purple dildo in the other.

Images of other men and women flashed in Alex’s head. Now that she knew where they were coming from Alex had a better idea of what was fantasy and what was not: there were many one night stands, but the go to one was of a bald woman named Moondragoon… dagon… dragon? Something like that. The same image kept flashing in Alex’s mind: Moondragon with a large double dildo, Gamora fucking it on one end and Moondragon fucking it on the other. Alex could sense something else to it: joy. Not enjoyment, you get that for rubbing one off, but real joy as if this was something you would look forward to over and over again. The image would always end with a green hand reaching out, taking the bald Moondragon by the back of the next, and embracing her lips in a passionate kiss. Over and over and over and over.

But there was someone else there too… Alex couldn’t quit make out who or what it was, but something else was there in her vision.

Then there was another one, a much more intense but fanciful one. Some named Richard was below her, Gamora was on top, and his dick was full inside of her. There was no more space in her pussy when he was fully inside her. She would cry out when he was in her, then cry out as she lifted herself off of him and he left her. Then she would take a deep breath and push down as hard as she could. This dick of Richard’s would split her vaginal walls apart.

Gamora’s toes started to curl, her back arched back, and a deep moan escaped out of her mouth: she came. The purple dildo was logged all the way back in her cunt: I said it was an impressive pussy.