Gentle welcome 5/?
anonymous
May 4 2014, 14:34:00 UTC
Alexey was trying to draw slow equal breaths in spite of Lyria's assault. What finally proved to be his undoing was when the asari snuggled herself very close, her breasts pressing into him... her alien yet beautiful head crest pushing into the crevice of his neck.
When he felt one of her blue head tentacles brushing close to his lips, he finally lost his so far impeccable control.
He slowly lifted his hands from the couch and moved them to touch her body. Lyria noticed this and grabbed his hands with her own before he could reach her, a delightful smile playing on her lips when she heard his frustrated moan.
“Did you forget the rules already, human?” she asked with smirk. “My-my... what an undisciplined species you are...” she teased him before pinning his hands behind him and placing series of short pecks on his cheek, her latex-clad tits scraping his chest as she wiggled in his lap.
“Please...” Alexey finally snapped. Her kisses were burning his cheeks, every time she moved in his lap, a thousand fires erupted deep within him. “I want- I need you”
“You want to touch me?” she whispered to him while playfully biting one of his earlobes.
“Yes! Please!” he said, his body trembling beneath her.
“Well...” she began to say, momentarily withdrawing her body away from him, much to Alexey's disappointment.
She let go of his hands and clasped on the back of her dress. Alexey looked on with open mouthed wonder, holding his breath as she slowly peeled off the dress from her upper body, gradually releasing her breasts and exposing her stomach.
While Alexey found her gorgerous before, her naked beauty was now outright inhumanly perfect... although when he considered the fact that Lyria wasn't a human, it made sense.
Lyria finished removing her upper dress, took off her gloves and was now smiling at him. “Like what you see?”
“You have no idea!” he responded, finally releasing the breath he was holding the entire time as Lyria undressed.
Lyria smiled proudly. She took his hands again, which were still raised above his head in a fitting gesture of surrender, and placed his palms on both of her breasts. She then placed her own hands on either sound of his head.
They looked deeply into each others eyes for a short while before they literally threw themselves at each other. Alexey started massaging her perfect tits while Lyria hungrily devoured his mouth.
As Alexey kept gasping for air between their kisses, he could not believe his damn luck. When he came to this mission, there were many things he was expecting.
Boring discussions; fake smiles; hideous, funny smelling hostile aliens; ... another war; ... even his own death...
But not in a million years had he thought that he would be holding this naked blue goddess in his arms, kissing her lips, playing with her breasts, their tongues battling against each other in endless passion.
Her blue skin, which appeared slightly scaly at a closer look, was actually smooth to his hands like the finest silk. Her breasts were so amazingly perky, her nipples strong and hard as he caressed them between his fingers, pleased when he heard Lyria's pleasurably moan into his mouth. Everything about her was so deeply feminine...
Before this, his impression of the asari was that they were like human women, only blue... He now knew that such simplification was an insult of the former and overestimation of the latter.
He let go of her breasts and pulled her into a tight embrace, his hands caressing her back, his fingers meandering her spine.
They were both still wearing their pants, effectively dry humping each other as they were making out.
He stroked the small of her back before stopping at the edge of her pants. As he tugged at it lightly, they stopped making out and he looked into her eyes, silently asking for her permission.
Lyria did not answer him. Instead, she just licked her lips seductively before her hand went down and unzipped his own pants.
He gasped when she lightly touched his freed erection before firmly grasping it in her exquisite blue hand.
When he felt one of her blue head tentacles brushing close to his lips, he finally lost his so far impeccable control.
He slowly lifted his hands from the couch and moved them to touch her body. Lyria noticed this and grabbed his hands with her own before he could reach her, a delightful smile playing on her lips when she heard his frustrated moan.
“Did you forget the rules already, human?” she asked with smirk. “My-my... what an undisciplined species you are...” she teased him before pinning his hands behind him and placing series of short pecks on his cheek, her latex-clad tits scraping his chest as she wiggled in his lap.
“Please...” Alexey finally snapped. Her kisses were burning his cheeks, every time she moved in his lap, a thousand fires erupted deep within him. “I want- I need you”
“You want to touch me?” she whispered to him while playfully biting one of his earlobes.
“Yes! Please!” he said, his body trembling beneath her.
“Well...” she began to say, momentarily withdrawing her body away from him, much to Alexey's disappointment.
She let go of his hands and clasped on the back of her dress. Alexey looked on with open mouthed wonder, holding his breath as she slowly peeled off the dress from her upper body, gradually releasing her breasts and exposing her stomach.
While Alexey found her gorgerous before, her naked beauty was now outright inhumanly perfect... although when he considered the fact that Lyria wasn't a human, it made sense.
Lyria finished removing her upper dress, took off her gloves and was now smiling at him. “Like what you see?”
“You have no idea!” he responded, finally releasing the breath he was holding the entire time as Lyria undressed.
Lyria smiled proudly. She took his hands again, which were still raised above his head in a fitting gesture of surrender, and placed his palms on both of her breasts. She then placed her own hands on either sound of his head.
They looked deeply into each others eyes for a short while before they literally threw themselves at each other. Alexey started massaging her perfect tits while Lyria hungrily devoured his mouth.
As Alexey kept gasping for air between their kisses, he could not believe his damn luck. When he came to this mission, there were many things he was expecting.
Boring discussions; fake smiles; hideous, funny smelling hostile aliens; ... another war; ... even his own death...
But not in a million years had he thought that he would be holding this naked blue goddess in his arms, kissing her lips, playing with her breasts, their tongues battling against each other in endless passion.
Her blue skin, which appeared slightly scaly at a closer look, was actually smooth to his hands like the finest silk. Her breasts were so amazingly perky, her nipples strong and hard as he caressed them between his fingers, pleased when he heard Lyria's pleasurably moan into his mouth. Everything about her was so deeply feminine...
Before this, his impression of the asari was that they were like human women, only blue... He now knew that such simplification was an insult of the former and overestimation of the latter.
He let go of her breasts and pulled her into a tight embrace, his hands caressing her back, his fingers meandering her spine.
They were both still wearing their pants, effectively dry humping each other as they were making out.
He stroked the small of her back before stopping at the edge of her pants. As he tugged at it lightly, they stopped making out and he looked into her eyes, silently asking for her permission.
Lyria did not answer him. Instead, she just licked her lips seductively before her hand went down and unzipped his own pants.
He gasped when she lightly touched his freed erection before firmly grasping it in her exquisite blue hand.
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