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Chapter 18 by android1966 android1966

What will happen now?

An orgy and a rescue.

Hands were roaming all over Eighteen's body. Questing fingers delved into her pussy and ass and pulled and pinched her long nipples. To the blonde guardwoman it all seemed like a dream. The powerful **** she had drunk with the raptor's blood blurred her mind and triggered her sexual arousal and she writhed ecstatically beneath the roving hands. Warm blue bodies crowded around her and gently but firmly moved her to some furs spread on the ground. Those hunters that had been at the kill and had captured Eighteen pushed their way to the front of the throng, it was their right to be first to sample a human female.

The groups leader lay on the furs, his long blue cock as stiff as a spearshaft. The aliens moved Eighteen around till she was squatting over the hunter, her gaping pussy lips just above his rampant cock. The hunters pushed her down onto the throbbing blue shaft, her wet pussy lips distending to accomodate it's girth as she was impaled. Another hunter moved in behind her, smearing his cock with warm fat from the roasting cuckoo raptor. Parting the firm round globes of Eighteen's asscheeks he positioned his greasy cockhead at the guards tightly puckered ring. The guardwoman squealed as he slid the length of his slick penis slowly into her tight asshole. The two hunters began to move, their cocks sliding back and forth within Eighteen's hot flesh. The intoxicated woman giggled at the unfamiliar feeling of hard male flesh inside her.

More hunters pushed forward and Eighteen found a pair of thick blue cocks nudging against her face. She touched them cautiously, unaccustomed to the feel of a penis. Their stiffness and heat fascinated the confused guard and she stroked and squeezed the erect cocks experimentally. One brushed against her lips and the guardwoman tasted the salty tang of a man's meat for the first time. Her wet pink tongue stretched out to lick at the cocks, laving each in turn with long strokes as her fingers encircled them and rubbed up and down. The hunter fucking Eighteen's ass gripped her hips and picked up speed, his cock pistoning inside the woman's sphincter. With a gasp he shot his load, his hips jerking spasmodically as his cock pumped inside the hot vice of Eighteen's anus. As he pulled out another hunter jostled forward to take his place.

Eighteen was sucking at the cocks in front of her now, first one for a few seconds and the the other. The fat blue dicks began to twitch in her hands and she laughed crazily as cum started to spurt over her beautiful face, running in sticky rivers down her skin. Aliens switched places, taking turns to fuck the human and the cum spattered guardwoman eagerly accepted each hunter in her **** fueled lust.

Suddenly a high pitched whine drowned out the sound of the aliens revels and the hunters were thrown into confusion. Eighteen felt disappointment as cocks were hurriedly pulled out of her willing body and she was left staring around bemused as the blue skinned natives scrambled desperately away. In the night sky lights flared and Eighteen heard the familiar staccato hammering of blaster rifles. A bright beam stabbed down and bathed the naked guard in a circle of light. She held her hand in front of her face, shielding her eyes from the blinding glare. A hunter fell beside her, jerking wildly from the impact of blaster rounds and Eighteen stared at him curiously. Gouts of blood spurted from his wounds and the guardwoman struggled to comprehend what was happening. Screams, shouts and the continuous bark of rifles surrounded the confused blonde. Aliens were falling to the ground whilst others fled into the woods.

Dark figures emerged from the undergrowth and approached Eighteen.

"Hostage secure." One oddly familiar female voice stated, "Bring the transport down for immediate evac."

The black clad woman removed her combat helmet and knelt beside Eighteen, who smiled blankly at the newcomer. She reached out to touch the short spiky red hair of the woman.

"Pretty." Eighteen slurred dreamily in her **** stupor, her glazed eyes attempting to focus on the freckled face in front of her.

"It's ok Eighteen, you're safe now." The guard commander told her.

where do we go from here?

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