'Perfect Specimen' Pt.11
anonymous
January 16 2013, 23:01:29 UTC
She chuckled, patting the silvery plates on his shoulders.
“Neither do I with a turian. Aside from… you know. The act itself.”
“Cut it out, pals!” Shepard laughed from the opposite side of the couch. “Enough talking, give me some action!”
Garrus smirked, giving her neck a rough lick, while he was peeling the rest of her clothes off of her body. She pressed herself closer into his body heat unwittingly, her lips reaching for his sensitive neck.
“Let here be action.”
He picked her up like a bride at the wedding night and placed her on the large bed. His angular frame hovered above her, brushing her skin with his long agile tongue. He licked one of her nipples - and stopped for a second, watching for her reaction then repeated it with another one. She gasped, as his tongue snaked lower and lower down her stomach. His bony fingers grabbed her legs, spreading them wider, his head dipped in between. Miranda moaned, clenching her fists, while the rough alien tongue touched her wet pussy.
She couldn’t believe it, no holographic emulation could prepare her for that kind of turian skills. The unfriendly, distant and reserved turian, the best sniper and amazing soldier they fought side by side so many times, was eating her out selflessly; and she loved every flick of his strong muscle savoring every drop of her moistness, drawing more out of her with each electric spark running through her loins.
She bit on her thumb, then sucked on it, another hand travelling to the long turian fringe. Miranda rubbed the slightly bent spikes, rocking her hips along with his tongue moving around her clit. She pushed her two fingers deep in her mouth, licking and sucking them, gently scratching Garrus’ skin under the fringe.
The woman could see a content grin on Shepard’s face, while he was drinking his whiskey, his palm flexing on his groin. Another rough motion of hot turian tongue against her aching nub made her squirm and moan. Damn, Garrus was too good, even better than her fantasies…
She stopped him with her hand, pressed her finger to his mouth and motioned him to get on the bed.
“I’ve got an idea…”
He sat on the edge of the bed, devouring her with his eyes. The plates on his crotch already started to shift, the blue tip of his cock peeking out.
Miranda pushed him on his back, straddling his waist. She rolled her hips, pressing her ass to his plated groin - he lifted one hand, reaching out for her body, she caught his wrist, wiggling her ass against his emerging member. Garrus uttered a long impatient sound, vibrating deep inside his broad chest.
She leaned forward, looking into his burning eyes, licking his mouthplates - she could taste herself on them; and threw her leg over his body, turning around. Now she was on her fours above him; she looked backwards at him, smiled and placed his hand on her butt cheek.
“Now it’s twice the fun.”
He hummed approvingly and pulled her ass closer, while she bent over his hips, hungry for his gorgeous cock.
Her delighted moans mixed with his melodious sighs, as they pleasured each other orally. His shaft still coming outside of its natural hide, growing thicker and harder with each lick she gave him, filled her mouth in such delicious way she wanted to taste that new sensation as long as possible.
A brief look at the couch ensured her their watcher enjoyed the show. Shepard set his glass aside and unzipped his pants, his fist clenched around his hard cock. His eyes never removed from her body, he stroked himself along with the two performing sixty-nine in front of him.
Miranda grabbed the base of Garrus’ cock, her hand sliding up and down along his impressive length her mouth couldn’t take in that easy anymore. His flanging trills were telling her he liked it either way, and the enthusiasm he was licking her dripping entrance, prodding it with the tip of his tongue encouraged her to go on. But when the hot wriggling appendage began to work its way inside her vagina, she almost cried of the intense heat and pleasure focused at the apex of her legs, her eyes flew open wide and her mouth agape.
Re: 'Perfect Specimen' Pt.11
anonymous
January 20 2013, 23:45:45 UTC
author here: Glad you like it :D yeah, I'm polishing my skills, going wild with this fic - unlike my other ones here's way more porn than plot LOL and I'm just warming up
Re: 'Perfect Specimen' Pt.11
anonymous
January 27 2013, 15:16:45 UTC
Author's note: Bad news: My PC is half-dead ATM Good news: My old laptop I use as a typewriter for this story was my only computer for these days I've spent without any other Excellent news: Almost all further sequences were written and now only need to be polished.
'Perfect Specimen' Pt.12
anonymous
February 11 2013, 20:11:37 UTC
She could never experience something like that with a human; she was damn sure about it. Her fingers squeezed his hard as steel cock, she gasped for air unable to control her breath and jaws muscles to continue with the blowjob. She felt the muscular organ twisting deep inside of her womanhood, long bony digits digging in the flesh on her rear, warm firm body beneath her - she could cry of delight, so amazing it was.
A strong hand landed on the back of her head, lifting it - Shepard was standing in front of her, his pants around his ankles. His fully erect cock was few inches away from her face, and he pushed her head towards it.
The human penis entered her mouth, turian tongue still heating up her insides, ridged turian cock pulsing in her hands; her head started spinning from this beautiful feeling. Her blood boiled the same exciting way it was in the shuttle, and Miranda didn’t feel like they were doing something wrong anymore.
They could all be dead tomorrow.
She cupped Shepard’s balls with one palm and began to work her tongue on his long shaft, moaning when a rough fingerpad added some pressure to her clit. The tongue inside her vagina twirled and pulled out, immediately replaced by long taloned fingers. Miranda squirmed, imagining these sharp talons sinking into her sensitive flesh, but he was careful, licking her bundle of nerves between the folds while sliding the slender digits into her moistness.
Her breath shook, eyes started to roll back, her eyelids fluttered - she barely felt her two men slightly adjusting her for a different position. Now she had to grab Garrus’ bony knees, while Shepard’s cock pumped deeper in her throat, and the turian one rubbed between her legs, teasing her pussy. That really was like her wet dreams were coming true, just mere inches separated that magnificent rod from the place she wanted him in for so long.
Miranda was glad she was so wet and aroused already, when the turian cock prodded her opening and started forcing itself in, stretching her inch by inch with almost painful effort. She shut her eyes and groaned around Shepard’s member, trying to maintain her balance holding onto slim thighs of an alien penetrating her with the hottest thing she ever felt inside. He started thrusting before she could accommodate him, she bounced on his dick, trying to adjust to his size and memorize the sweetest sensation of his every ridge sliding in and out, her pussy clenching tight around him. She tried hard to keep the rhythm of her tongue flickering against the underside of the cock in her mouth; Shepard grunted with approval, his hand pressing the back of her head, holding her almost nose dug into his groin.
She couldn’t last long after all the treatment she received from Garrus, after all her dreams; the heat waves raising from her core overwhelmed her senses, like a new star being born inside of her womb. She screamed, holding Shepard’s manhood in her hands, her inner walls squeezing Garrus’ shaft slowing its strokes.
“Look, Garrus, she was so horny she came in no time,” Shepard chuckled. “Was the entire ‘ice queen’ play really necessary?”
Miranda ignored his remark, bathing in the ripples of her ecstasy. Her tongue, slow and sensual, slid along Shepard’s cock, as she moved one hand down her abdomen and circled her clit to squeeze every drop of pleasure out of her climax. The turian beneath her stopped, and now she was sitting on his rigid stock-still member, feeling it sunk into her to the very hilt and roughly jammed against her uterus. The hot pulsation inside her vagina grew more violent, he was eager to continue, but held back, giving her few moments to catch her breath.
Human palms took her face gently, fingers playing with her strands. She sucked on his cock, bobbing her head as he rubbed against her tongue back and forth; she looked up at him with eyes veiled with newly born desire and couldn’t help but start to move her hips. Garrus joined immediately with a soft duotone purr speaking of restrained need; slim bony fingers grope her breasts, squeezing them lightly, talons leaving tiny accurate pricks on her skin - the curve of her mounds, her ribs, her flat stomach.
'Perfect Specimen' Pt.13
anonymous
February 11 2013, 22:18:22 UTC
Miranda took Shepard’s balls in her mouth, humming around them, as the silky ridged surface of an alien manhood moved faster inside of her. The rough friction blended pain from stretching her more than any man could do before with an exotic thrill, unbelievable and forbidden pleasure. She shivered every time the lethal talons dug into her skin lightly, her body clenched, adding the waves of terror to her arousal - she never thought of herself getting so excited with danger.
They pumped faster, making her supple breasts bounce heavily, stiff armored fingers squeezed her waist rougher, a hand grabbing her hair moved her head to deepen the penetration. Now they both were close, ragged breath interrupted by suppressed grunts and groans in two voices.
“Ready?” Shepard gasped with effort.
Garrus just groaned in affirmation, slamming his cock violently into her pussy like he was going to break her in two. Miranda moaned, trying not clenching her teeth at his careless thrusts; she imagined how sore she'd be the next day. Hard angular plates already scraped the tender underside of her legs, each rough slap of pelvic plates against her rear made her wince, but the way they touched her clit when he sheathed himself fully in her made her mewl like a slut and rock her hips in search for more intense pleasure.
Her wet dream coming into her life was totally worth it.
Warm sticky fluid flooded her mouth, quickly followed by a boiling shot into her womb; she writhed between the two men emptying their loads into her orifices, two strong gorgeous bodies straining while reaching their release. She swallowed the contents of her mouth and started licking the shaft clean.
Shepard stretched, arms thrown behind his head, a huge grin on his face.
“That’s a good start,” he murmured, his voice content and smug, “Now - clean him up too…”
Miranda bit her lip and lifted her hips releasing the turian cock. Her pussy felt so empty with every inch of him withdrawing; warm liquid slowly dripping out of her gaping entrance, leaving a wet trail on her leg. Her inner thigh muscles were already pleasantly sore, some spots chafed raw, but she wanted it so much.
She didn’t believe her own eyes, he was still as hard as when he entered her, only sexual juices coating it speaking of their first act being completed. She wondered if he could go on with almost no reload time if she didn’t let him out of her cunt. She closed her eyes and cautiously took a first lick of the juices’ mixture smelling like sex. It tasted like sex too, like the best sex she ever had.
Two fingers spread her pussy lips and slid in; she moaned under her breath - she was ready for the next round, and her two men were driving her wild as never before in her life.
“Remind me to never use a woman after you next time, Garrus,” Shepard grinned, probing her dripping vagina. “She’s stretched to the damn size of a tunnel…”
Garrus laughed, caressing dark locks of the woman licking his cock clean.
“Sorry, Shepard, not used to get that kind of praise from men. Not planning to get used to, definitely.”
He almost purred, when she drag her tongue all the way up his shaft, concentrating on the pointy tip, her plump lips wrapping around it and teasing his soft thin skin of the most sensitive body part. “But I guess, her enthusiasm is rewarding enough…”
Human hands fondled her buttocks, squeezed them, pressed them together and then brought apart.
“I can think of one trick to tighten her hole,” Shepard said from her back. “Using another one would help.”
He left her licking Garrus for a while and grabbed something from the table. Miranda heard a squirting sound, and then a lubed finger rubbed her anus.
“That’s right, your perfect ass wants something inside too,” he chuckled. “We won’t forget about it after you made sure we took a good look at it!”
“You humans do even that?” Garrus asked, raising a browplate questioningly. “First the way you use your mouths, then that… what’s going to be the next surprise for me?”
“Neither do I with a turian. Aside from… you know. The act itself.”
“Cut it out, pals!” Shepard laughed from the opposite side of the couch. “Enough talking, give me some action!”
Garrus smirked, giving her neck a rough lick, while he was peeling the rest of her clothes off of her body. She pressed herself closer into his body heat unwittingly, her lips reaching for his sensitive neck.
“Let here be action.”
He picked her up like a bride at the wedding night and placed her on the large bed. His angular frame hovered above her, brushing her skin with his long agile tongue. He licked one of her nipples - and stopped for a second, watching for her reaction then repeated it with another one. She gasped, as his tongue snaked lower and lower down her stomach. His bony fingers grabbed her legs, spreading them wider, his head dipped in between. Miranda moaned, clenching her fists, while the rough alien tongue touched her wet pussy.
She couldn’t believe it, no holographic emulation could prepare her for that kind of turian skills. The unfriendly, distant and reserved turian, the best sniper and amazing soldier they fought side by side so many times, was eating her out selflessly; and she loved every flick of his strong muscle savoring every drop of her moistness, drawing more out of her with each electric spark running through her loins.
She bit on her thumb, then sucked on it, another hand travelling to the long turian fringe. Miranda rubbed the slightly bent spikes, rocking her hips along with his tongue moving around her clit. She pushed her two fingers deep in her mouth, licking and sucking them, gently scratching Garrus’ skin under the fringe.
The woman could see a content grin on Shepard’s face, while he was drinking his whiskey, his palm flexing on his groin. Another rough motion of hot turian tongue against her aching nub made her squirm and moan. Damn, Garrus was too good, even better than her fantasies…
She stopped him with her hand, pressed her finger to his mouth and motioned him to get on the bed.
“I’ve got an idea…”
He sat on the edge of the bed, devouring her with his eyes. The plates on his crotch already started to shift, the blue tip of his cock peeking out.
Miranda pushed him on his back, straddling his waist. She rolled her hips, pressing her ass to his plated groin - he lifted one hand, reaching out for her body, she caught his wrist, wiggling her ass against his emerging member. Garrus uttered a long impatient sound, vibrating deep inside his broad chest.
She leaned forward, looking into his burning eyes, licking his mouthplates - she could taste herself on them; and threw her leg over his body, turning around. Now she was on her fours above him; she looked backwards at him, smiled and placed his hand on her butt cheek.
“Now it’s twice the fun.”
He hummed approvingly and pulled her ass closer, while she bent over his hips, hungry for his gorgeous cock.
Her delighted moans mixed with his melodious sighs, as they pleasured each other orally. His shaft still coming outside of its natural hide, growing thicker and harder with each lick she gave him, filled her mouth in such delicious way she wanted to taste that new sensation as long as possible.
A brief look at the couch ensured her their watcher enjoyed the show. Shepard set his glass aside and unzipped his pants, his fist clenched around his hard cock. His eyes never removed from her body, he stroked himself along with the two performing sixty-nine in front of him.
Miranda grabbed the base of Garrus’ cock, her hand sliding up and down along his impressive length her mouth couldn’t take in that easy anymore. His flanging trills were telling her he liked it either way, and the enthusiasm he was licking her dripping entrance, prodding it with the tip of his tongue encouraged her to go on. But when the hot wriggling appendage began to work its way inside her vagina, she almost cried of the intense heat and pleasure focused at the apex of her legs, her eyes flew open wide and her mouth agape.
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yeah, told'ya all I'll be back
now gotta write and polish a huge-ass pron sequence LOL
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thanks, working on more chapters
well... i think of the most logical outcome (at least the most logical for me)
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You're welcome. gee, it's the first time a story of mine getting a lot of feedback
I never abandon my stories, just - you know, real life interrupts, work, study and other problems.
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Glad you like it :D yeah, I'm polishing my skills, going wild with this fic - unlike my other ones here's way more porn than plot LOL and I'm just warming up
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Bad news: My PC is half-dead ATM
Good news: My old laptop I use as a typewriter for this story was my only computer for these days I've spent without any other
Excellent news: Almost all further sequences were written and now only need to be polished.
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A strong hand landed on the back of her head, lifting it - Shepard was standing in front of her, his pants around his ankles. His fully erect cock was few inches away from her face, and he pushed her head towards it.
The human penis entered her mouth, turian tongue still heating up her insides, ridged turian cock pulsing in her hands; her head started spinning from this beautiful feeling. Her blood boiled the same exciting way it was in the shuttle, and Miranda didn’t feel like they were doing something wrong anymore.
They could all be dead tomorrow.
She cupped Shepard’s balls with one palm and began to work her tongue on his long shaft, moaning when a rough fingerpad added some pressure to her clit. The tongue inside her vagina twirled and pulled out, immediately replaced by long taloned fingers. Miranda squirmed, imagining these sharp talons sinking into her sensitive flesh, but he was careful, licking her bundle of nerves between the folds while sliding the slender digits into her moistness.
Her breath shook, eyes started to roll back, her eyelids fluttered - she barely felt her two men slightly adjusting her for a different position. Now she had to grab Garrus’ bony knees, while Shepard’s cock pumped deeper in her throat, and the turian one rubbed between her legs, teasing her pussy. That really was like her wet dreams were coming true, just mere inches separated that magnificent rod from the place she wanted him in for so long.
Miranda was glad she was so wet and aroused already, when the turian cock prodded her opening and started forcing itself in, stretching her inch by inch with almost painful effort. She shut her eyes and groaned around Shepard’s member, trying to maintain her balance holding onto slim thighs of an alien penetrating her with the hottest thing she ever felt inside. He started thrusting before she could accommodate him, she bounced on his dick, trying to adjust to his size and memorize the sweetest sensation of his every ridge sliding in and out, her pussy clenching tight around him. She tried hard to keep the rhythm of her tongue flickering against the underside of the cock in her mouth; Shepard grunted with approval, his hand pressing the back of her head, holding her almost nose dug into his groin.
She couldn’t last long after all the treatment she received from Garrus, after all her dreams; the heat waves raising from her core overwhelmed her senses, like a new star being born inside of her womb. She screamed, holding Shepard’s manhood in her hands, her inner walls squeezing Garrus’ shaft slowing its strokes.
“Look, Garrus, she was so horny she came in no time,” Shepard chuckled. “Was the entire ‘ice queen’ play really necessary?”
Miranda ignored his remark, bathing in the ripples of her ecstasy. Her tongue, slow and sensual, slid along Shepard’s cock, as she moved one hand down her abdomen and circled her clit to squeeze every drop of pleasure out of her climax. The turian beneath her stopped, and now she was sitting on his rigid stock-still member, feeling it sunk into her to the very hilt and roughly jammed against her uterus. The hot pulsation inside her vagina grew more violent, he was eager to continue, but held back, giving her few moments to catch her breath.
Human palms took her face gently, fingers playing with her strands. She sucked on his cock, bobbing her head as he rubbed against her tongue back and forth; she looked up at him with eyes veiled with newly born desire and couldn’t help but start to move her hips. Garrus joined immediately with a soft duotone purr speaking of restrained need; slim bony fingers grope her breasts, squeezing them lightly, talons leaving tiny accurate pricks on her skin - the curve of her mounds, her ribs, her flat stomach.
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yeah, had to replace almost half of the hardware, but it works now. glad you love it
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They pumped faster, making her supple breasts bounce heavily, stiff armored fingers squeezed her waist rougher, a hand grabbing her hair moved her head to deepen the penetration. Now they both were close, ragged breath interrupted by suppressed grunts and groans in two voices.
“Ready?” Shepard gasped with effort.
Garrus just groaned in affirmation, slamming his cock violently into her pussy like he was going to break her in two. Miranda moaned, trying not clenching her teeth at his careless thrusts; she imagined how sore she'd be the next day. Hard angular plates already scraped the tender underside of her legs, each rough slap of pelvic plates against her rear made her wince, but the way they touched her clit when he sheathed himself fully in her made her mewl like a slut and rock her hips in search for more intense pleasure.
Her wet dream coming into her life was totally worth it.
Warm sticky fluid flooded her mouth, quickly followed by a boiling shot into her womb; she writhed between the two men emptying their loads into her orifices, two strong gorgeous bodies straining while reaching their release. She swallowed the contents of her mouth and started licking the shaft clean.
Shepard stretched, arms thrown behind his head, a huge grin on his face.
“That’s a good start,” he murmured, his voice content and smug, “Now - clean him up too…”
Miranda bit her lip and lifted her hips releasing the turian cock. Her pussy felt so empty with every inch of him withdrawing; warm liquid slowly dripping out of her gaping entrance, leaving a wet trail on her leg. Her inner thigh muscles were already pleasantly sore, some spots chafed raw, but she wanted it so much.
She didn’t believe her own eyes, he was still as hard as when he entered her, only sexual juices coating it speaking of their first act being completed. She wondered if he could go on with almost no reload time if she didn’t let him out of her cunt. She closed her eyes and cautiously took a first lick of the juices’ mixture smelling like sex. It tasted like sex too, like the best sex she ever had.
Two fingers spread her pussy lips and slid in; she moaned under her breath - she was ready for the next round, and her two men were driving her wild as never before in her life.
“Remind me to never use a woman after you next time, Garrus,” Shepard grinned, probing her dripping vagina. “She’s stretched to the damn size of a tunnel…”
Garrus laughed, caressing dark locks of the woman licking his cock clean.
“Sorry, Shepard, not used to get that kind of praise from men. Not planning to get used to, definitely.”
He almost purred, when she drag her tongue all the way up his shaft, concentrating on the pointy tip, her plump lips wrapping around it and teasing his soft thin skin of the most sensitive body part.
“But I guess, her enthusiasm is rewarding enough…”
Human hands fondled her buttocks, squeezed them, pressed them together and then brought apart.
“I can think of one trick to tighten her hole,” Shepard said from her back. “Using another one would help.”
He left her licking Garrus for a while and grabbed something from the table. Miranda heard a squirting sound, and then a lubed finger rubbed her anus.
“That’s right, your perfect ass wants something inside too,” he chuckled. “We won’t forget about it after you made sure we took a good look at it!”
“You humans do even that?” Garrus asked, raising a browplate questioningly. “First the way you use your mouths, then that… what’s going to be the next surprise for me?”
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