The Long Way Home

When you finally calm down enough to think about it, you are surprised that your sphincter could get so tight after taking that many dicks. Nevertheless the head long rush to freedom has left your ass tight enough to turn coal to diamonds, and when the monster slows down, you breathe a sigh of relief. “Thank you,” you say to Bellextra. “If we kept going like that I was going to jump off and accept a life of bound gang bangs.” Hmmm, now that I say that out loud...

“Don’t mention it.” She says slightly too quickly.

“You had no control over it this entire time did you?”

“Not a single iota. Doesn’t matter though. I’m pretty sure this is the path we came in on.”

“How can you tell?”

She turns around and taps her nose. “I can smell it. Those aliens were having a lot of fun with us on the way in. There were a lot of bodily fluids left behind, even after all this rain. Some of them yours.”

You smirk and reach down to find her full bodied shaft. “As I remember,” you say, tracing your finger from tip to base, “you left your own fair share of fluids.” She shudders.

“Well, good thing I did then.” She moans as you caress her tip and cup the bottom of her shapely udder. “Maybe we could leave behind a few more on the way back?”

You smile in spite of yourself. “You don’t think that would slow down our escape?” In spite of the warning, you’ve wrapped your hand around her base with a grip that belies the delicacy of your fingers.

“Hmmm,” her dick pulses under your grip. “Not an issue. You just give me a reach around right on top of this-” she looks down “kamakah-niva? That probably doesn't’ translate. This animal we’re riding.”

Ignoring the linguistic difficulties, you say, “And what do you plan on doing for me?” you tighten your grip just enough to make her think about her response.

“Me? Nothing.” she gasps as you squeeze her nuts. “Gods women, just use the ****!” The **** in question has been mewling for attention since you started the not-so-subtle sexual foreplay. Bound and sandwiched between two naked hotties her heat is understandable and quite noticeable. Even you, without the benefits an Iah Kuru nose, can smell her. A quick pinch to a glowing nipple is all the instruction she needs. Restrained hands seek out your clit. “Are you going to make me happy love-cunt?” You play a quick game of hot and cold with the ****, giving her sharp pinches when her hands wander away from your love bud, gentle twists when she eventually finds it, and then sensual rubbing as she finds her rhythm.

“Hmmmm.” It must be said, for someone who was unfamiliar with your anatomy two days ago, she is a quick study. Slender fingers slip inside you after only a few corrective titty twists. Once her fingers are moistened by your lust, she slides two fingers along either side of your love button. You moan as you grind against her, and she rubs her bald head against your neck, signalling her passion, picking up the pace as she does so.

Bellextra is not left unattended. This escape was a team effort after all and it would be wrong for anyone to be left out of the celebratory nookie. While the one hand attends the slaves pillowy bosom, the other starts focusing on Bellextra's shaft; smooth quick pumps ensure she’s as hard as Tinal diamonds. Under your palm you feel her muscles pulsing in tune with your own heartbeat. Then you slow it up a little bit, teasing her tip with your thumb, tickling it really. Bellextra whimpers like a captive Oo’lick watching her captor grow hard as you pick up steam, moving your hand with furious intensity.

You take pity on your prisoner when she desperately grinds her swollen pussy against Bellextra’s back. With an eager smile you return the pleasure she’s been giving you. From the hunter females you were **** to eat out, you’ve learned their clit is just inside their vaginal cavity. She cries out as you insert your fingers, twisting to look you in the eyes. With four eyes she asks, begs, and thanks you all at once for the reciprocal hand job.

“You gonna cum for me bitch?” It’s anyone's guess if your referring to Bellextra, the ****, or even yourself. Both you and the **** are frantically working on each others pussy, and your hand is blurring up and down Bellextra’s pussy stuffer. With a triple scream, an explosive orgasm cascades through all of your bodies. The three loads ooze down the beasts back, becoming indistinct from the rivulets of rain. To its credit, it treats the downpour of sexual fluids the same casual indifference it treats the rain itself. Given its former masters, the monster is probably used to this.

You rest your head against the ****'s and reach your arms around your companions, holding them with the loving embrace that comes with shared gratification. Bellextra leans back with her fingers interlocked behind the head, leaving the **** squeezed in the middle. Through your arms and your chest you feel the deep breaths of your lovers, matching your own relieved sighs . Everyone takes the time to enjoy the warmth of of their partners skin against their own as the cyclopean strides of the squid rex (or the kamakah-niva, if you speak Iah Kuru) take you all closer to home.

Five minutes later…

“Bellextra?”

“Yes?”

“I want more. Do you want more?”

“Is this slut wet?” Without waiting for your reply, she grabs both the **** and a vine that she slides down to the ground. You’ve chased a lot of ass over the years, and the rule of large numbers says that at least one of those asses must have been finer than Bellextra’s. Damned if you can think it though. Grabbing your own vine you forget your fear of falling from such a great height and Tarzan your way to solid ground. Bellextra barely has time to drop the **** before you commit a running leap, throwing arms around her neck and legs around her waist. She catches you easily, her sexual instincts in tune with yours. Grabbing you by the ass with two hands digging into your healthy rear, she carefully positions you, and then drops you.

“HHHHAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!” You cum instantly. Sliding all the way down her shaft alights every nerve in your body. Tingles run through you and the goose bumps on your skin have nothing to do with the weather. It’s only through the support of Bellextra’s unyielding pillar of a cock that you don’t fall flat on your ass. As your legs twitch wildly with orgasmic energy, Bellextra lifts you up and shoves you back down her godhood.

“Take it, take it. Take it you cum loving slut!” Her unrelenting thrusts into your greedy pussy send fleshy claps echoing through the jungle. Not willing to take that lying down (or whatever you call this position) but too focused on your pussy to think of a retort, you simply bite her shoulder as hard as you can. Bellextra’s roar makes you grin around a mouthful of her flesh, which you only release when her hot spunk gushes inside you, sending you to your own blissful oblivion.

Both of you cling desperately to each other as cum drips out of your hole down Bellextra’s smooth and significantly drained balls. Eventually, it could be a minute or an hour, you shakily lower your feet to the ground. “We should keep moving.” Bellextra’s says, her six pack heaving.

“What about the ****? We didn’t play with her.” The **** in question lies where Bellextra threw her with legs spread as wide as they’ll go, displaying a pussy that is strobing every color of the rainbow. Her eyes are pleading and she cries like a dog that wants to break it’s leash.

"What about her?" A sadistic smile spreads across the erect space-barbarian's lips and she approaches the ****. The bottom bitch smiles, clearly misreading Bellextra’s intent. Bellextra pushes her foot down against the needy pussy, rubbing it up and down. The **** moans as Bellextra continues. “Last night this fucking cunt brought me to the edge, but never let me cum.” Her foot steadily increases its tempo. “I think she can wait.” With that she removes her foot and heads towards the squid-rex.

“You evil bitch.” In the few weeks you've known her you’ve never been more attracted to Bellextra. The **** is only beginning to understand her predicament as you drag her towards the squid-rex.

Five minutes later…

“Bellextra, I want-”

“Yes.” It sure is handy there are all these vines on Hellno, otherwise getting on and off the squid-rex would be a real challenge. They’re also really convenient for suspending the fallen huntress. Bellextra holds her up while you tie a vine around her legs. She whimpers and flails this whole time. As her arousal has been increasing, so has the intensity of the light show around her vulva, reminding you of the landing strips at star ports. When you and Bellextra are done with her, she dangles upside down in the rain. Her generous bust remains pert in defiance of gravity and her pussy flashes enough to warrant an epilepsy warning.

Bellextra teases her by wagging her dick in front of her inverted face. To her credit the submissive prisoner remains eager. Her tongue stretches out, trying to find the cap of Bellextra’s crimson mushroom, it’s forked tips waggling invitingly. Steadily Bellextra approaches until the **** tongue dances across the tip. With a sigh Bellextra pushes herself the rest of the way in and the **** immediately begins bobbing her head back and forth like an expert cocksucker.

Never one to sit things out, busy yourself finding something suitable to cane her with. Once a thin enough branch is found, one with enough spring to give a nice impact, you “assist” the ****. “Pick up the pace now sweety,” you say, cracking the cane across a full booty. With each strike, light ripples from the point of impact. Maybe she’s learned a few words in Galactic Basic because she definitely seems to be moving more. Could be the universal language of pain doing the talking, but who are you to argue with results? Still, something's not quite right.

“Bellextra, I don’t think I hear enough gagging. Is she deep throating you properly?”

With a straight face she say, “No, now that you mention it, she is not.”

“Let me help you with that.” You bend down and put your hand on the back of the slaves head. “Down we go.” Pushing forward, you **** her lips to Bellextra’s base. Sure enough, the gagging starts immediately and she thrashes furiously, but Bellextra immense arms holds her fast. You ease off the pressure just enough so she can take a quick breath before forcing her back down.

“Glurgh! Glurgh! Glurgh! Glurgh! Glurgh! Glurgh!”

“That’s it.” you whisper into her ear as you continue to “help.” Every time you ram her face forward, red testes slap into her eyebrows, forcing her to scrunch her eyes shut. "Now, I’ve gotten to know Bellextra fairly well over the past days, and unless I miss my guess she’s about to bust her nut in your mouth.” An obliging grunt from Bellextra confirms this. “Just a fair warning, she is going to be very upset if you spill any of her seed.”

Bellextra grunts once more but this time it heralds her orgasm. Clearly the prisoner didn’t listen to you. Cum shoots from her mouth like a hose with a thumb in it as Bellextra’s prodigious load is released into the already overstuffed mouth. “Tut, tut, tut. Looks like someone didn’t listen.” You pinch the coughing slaves nipple before standing up and handing off the cane to Bellextra.

Bellextra wastes no time in administering judicial punishment against the colorful buttocks. The **** moans as you guide her to her crotch. “There, there. I know it hurts, but remember, you deserve it.” With a whimper inspired by pain and denial she begins to lick you. “Mmmmh” You rub your nipple as she goes to work. With her forked tongue she can please both your clit and your insides, which she does with great dexterity. In spite of, or perhaps because of, the pain inflicted on her, she passionately services you.

With her head in between your legs, her crotch is right in front of you. A flash of red pulses from her pussy each time Bellextra strikes her. It’s hypnotic, drawing you in. Reaching up with one finger, you slide it inside her. Her muffled moans make you smile as you slowly slide in and out. “Whose got a pretty pussy?” you groan as her tongue slides over your clit and into your vag. As you get closer and closer to release, you pick up your pace. The skin around her pussy vibrates with color. You’re both almost there.

At the last possible moment, you snatch away your finger and pull her back from your groin. She cries out in surprise as you hold her face just in front of the pussy she was just so happily pleasing while you furiously stroke your swollen clitty. With a scream of lust, you squirt your cum all over her face. Caught off guard, she takes the spray full ****. Bellextra gives out a full belly laugh which you join in after you recover enough. Realizing she’s not going to get the sweet orgasm she so desperately craves, the **** thrashes and screams. “Come on,” says Bellextra “We really need to make up for lost time.”

Five minutes later…

“Bellextra-"

“Fine.” She says as if worn down. “We can fuck the **** now!”

“I was going to say there's a monkey over there.” You point at an adorable creature three tails.

“Oh.” She looks over. “That’s… nice.” She opens up her mouth to say something else, thinks better of it, and slides down a vine with the ****.

You smile. Bellextra doesn't need to know what you were going to follow up your observation with.

It takes the three of you along time to get back.