Hot Wet Planet

OOC

Meanwhile, the scattered remnants of the starship Nova begin a long rain of debris upon the uncharted planet. At night, streaks of fire are sometimes visible in the heavens, against a backdrop of a faintly seen arch in the sky...the planet's rings, and the reflected pinkish light of several moons...including a pair which rotate around each other like partners in a waltz. There is no pollution except what nature made, so the stars in the sky are a glittering field, like millions of tiny diamonds scattered upon a sea of black velvet that never ends...
 
Captain Jack Fuggya

Jack held Jane's body suspended above his cock. Her legs hanging off his arms she tried desperately to wiggle down on to the thick needy shaft. She could look into his eyes now and she shook her head no. Her voice a desperate whisper...she could barely make words

"please...Jack....no more tease.....no more tease...I will do anything"

He covered her plea with hungry lips. Her juices still wet upon his face. Feeling her cum in his mouth had taken just a bit of the edge of and it only seemed to have made her more crazy with desire. He leaned down and gently bit the other nipple as he rubed the swollen head of his cock between her pussy lips again.

"nooo.....noo.....jack please.......anything....I'll be so good to you" Jane pleaded with him.

Jack half smiled at her while he looked into those big pleading eyes, "You say that now, but later.....how do I know you'll mean it."

"Oh gawd...jack....please....please.....no more....anytime....anywhere.....anything you want....I SWEARRRRRR"

Just as Jane said "I SWEARRR" he let her body slide down on to his cock. Jane felt every inch slide into her....an O of pleasure frozen on to her face as she felt what she had been aching for. It was almost like an electrical circuit had been completed and her pussy exploded with pleasure......her whole body began to vibrate as the orgasm well up inside of her.

This was just to good....Jack's cock was in heaven. He wanted to feel that pussy quiver like that around his cock for the rest of his life. Jack desperately tried to hold back but it was just to sweet and he felt his cock begin to jerk violently inside of Jane. His arms tightened around her and he leaned his head down and bit into her shoulder as he felt himself erupt inside of her.
 
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Euripides Pents, Exobiologist

As he comes and comes into Candy's clenching pussy, his mind's already struggling through the ecstatic haze to understand what's going on. It's obvious that they're all in the grip of some violent sex fever, and that as long as he stays in the proximity of a female (or even possibly a male, he thinks), he's going to keep screwing and screwing. The only hope is to use that brief grace period after ejaculation to get out of here, put himself somewhere beyond temptation.

No sooner does he finish than he staggers to his feet, pulling his shorts up. "Sorry, sorry. Got to go. Hey, it was great! I'll call you, Candy, promise! But if I stick around I'll never get out!"

Half stumbling, Rip staggers across the clearing and plunges right into the thick of the jungle, ignoring the several paths that open in front on him. He doesn't know where he's going, but as he puts distance between himself and Candy, the overpowering urge to have sex seems to diminish and his wits clear. Apparently the sex madness is strongest when he's near a woman.

He's still trying to focus his mind when he comes suddenly upon a river which is moving faster than any jungle river he's ever seen. He looks up and down the visible length looking for some way to cross: a fallen long, some vines, even tree limps arcing across the stream, but, aside from some rocks he might be able to leap across, there's nothing that spans the river.

That's odd, he thinks.

He looks more carefully and sees that not only are there no branches or vegetation spanning across the river, but that the wall of jungle growth ends precisely at the bank of the river, as if it's been trimmed by a gigantic edger. Peering across the river--it's only about 12 meters wide at this point--he notices that the vegetation on the other side is totally different. There are the same topes of plants, trees and ferns and vines, but their color and leaf structure is entirely different.

He hears voices from the jungle behind him, whether from the clearing he left or from other survivors he's not sure, but he knows he doesn't have much time.

He picks up the tendril from a creeper at the edge of the jungle and pulls it towards the stream. As he gets closer the thing suddenly comes alive in his hands, writhing like a serpant and twisting around, fighting him. The closer he gets, the more it fights, till finally it gives a powerful jerk and leaps from his grasp and retreats back into the jungle.

So that's it. This is the limit of the jungle. Whatever's on the other side is different; the river forms a boundary as sharp as a garden wall.

The voices seem to be approaching, and he hears the beautifully exciting sound of women. His cock begins to swell and lewd images crowd his mind. How sweet it would be to sink between a pair of thighs, to take a woman's breasts in his hands and feel her body moving against his, her arms around him. What could be better? Why fight it? He should just go back and find some relief for his aching cock.

No, no! He's got nothing against sex, and nothing against women, but he does not like being manipulated and being played like a cheap violin.

Summoning his will power, he leaps ifor the rock in the stream, just as a mass of tendrils emerge from the jungle and start to twine about his ankles. Their grip makes him stumble and he misses the rock, grabs it with his hands as his feet pluinge into the stream. He hauls himself up, leaps for the next rock, and stumbling and splashing he makes his way across.

The air on the opposite bank is different: cooler and cleaner, not so humid and rank with the smell of sex and organic life. The ground is covered with moss-like plants, not the heaving and living ooze of the other side. His overwhelming compulsion for sex has diminished, his erection had subsided.

This jungle is totally different; more like an old forest than a jungle. The pink light from the twin suns falls through the high canopy with a peaceful slant, and it looks quiet and cool and inviting. There is space to walk beneath the trees, and the sounds of animals are soft and subdued. They might be birdcalls on earth.

Far back where the darkness closes in there appear to be lights. he thinks at first that it is a reflection, but then he sees that they are moving, and moving with a purpose. They appear to be headed for him. It looks like company is about to call.
 
As the proffessor runs from sight,mumbling something about calling I let the cock in my mouth fall away.

"Stranger, fuck me!" I exclaim, somewhere deep,deep,deepdown i realise how silly that sounds and a twinge of decency tries to fight its way to the surface. No sooner had the thought hit me than I was pushed onto my back, the stranger placing himself between my juicy thighs

"Put that big cock in me" i hear myself screaming,my decent thoughts forgotten in the haze of lust,the need for cock and the throbbing of my aching cunt.

"Fuck ME!!!!"
 
Jane Fukmei

As soon as Jack's long thick shaft entered her, Jane wanted it in deep, thrusting downward but feeling stretched to her limit inside in oh so thrilling ecstasy...and the more she was filled the greater the need for more of him to enter her. Her desperate hunger inside wanted more with every inch, while somewhere in the back of her mind, a little bit of consciousness was saying....It's too big...but the rest was going with what her body was telling her; put it in, I want more!

Finally just as the last of his wonderfully exciting and so very hot cock entered her, a little flare seemed to flash, and it tipped her over the edge. The shuddering electric tingle of orgasm that shot through her bounced in waves over and back from every point of her young body, a wonderful shivering of wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed her mind, as every part of her seemed to become a fantastic erogenous zone. Her nipples burned with it, her toes wiggled, her pussy clenched around that thick pole within her and shot-off more sparkling waves of pleasure in response like dynamite exploding in her mind.

She was riding a stormy sea of euphoria, as the heavenly pleasure shook her to the deepest core and filled her mind with brilliant light. Then that wonderful manhood inside her began swelling as Jack's seed pumped inside her, paying homage to her youthful pussy. It was an addictive pleasure/pain, as he was so huge and thick, and the greatest feeling she'd ever experienced in her young life. Whether she had one orgasm or several, Jane couldn't tell even if she'd been asked, because it all blended together....keeping her flying high in an unearthly paradise...of pure joy and bright wonder...

When she started to come down again, Jane found her hunger for sex had become even greater. It filled her with fear, while her desire ever increased, because she feared that the mad hunger of her pussy had become the unbearable centre of her universe. No matter how much Jack thrust into her, it could never be enough; Jane felt as if she was always going to be wanting more.

As if a bridge of no return had been crossed....

...and the deep brilliiant green thoughts of the jungle were intruding into her mind...

...with every thrust of Jack's oversized jungle-enhanced penis into Jane's deliciously wet feminine core...

...linking her to his desires, and the desires of the jungle, and the jungle thought almost entirely about sex.

"Anytime...anywhere....Jack....", she moaned breathily into his ear, "I'm whatever you wish me to be..."

She didn't tell him that the jungle seemed to speak to her, let alone what the jungle had said, not in words, but in meanings and knowings. Later on, she wouldn't even remember, but she'd remember the fucking...and want to do it again...a lot.

Knowing without knowing how he knew, Jack treated her like a toy for his own pleasure, but the fun of that was still in making HIS little sex toy squeal with pleasure...

He already knew, that Jane had become his...
 
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Kitharin MacDouglas

The water was surprisingly warm when they ran into it, and felt oily on her skin. The man hadn’t spoken much at all in their desperate run, but when they entered the river, Kitharin guessed by his manner that he had a plan. Well, hopefully he had a plan. The predator pack slowed to a stop at the riverside, then two of them turned away and started to run along side the river, but not going in. The remainder of the pack, all four that were left, entered the water and began swimming dog-paddle fashion. The swimmers began to pursue Kitharin and the man who’d helped her.

He turned in the water, easily keeping himself up just high enough to fire a shot with the assault-rifle. Unable to dodge so easily now, the rapid burst tore up the side and front of the one in the lead. The others dived hurriedly. The black-furred body of the dead one began to sink.

Kitharin finally spoke to the man, “They aren’t adapted well to water, I think we can outswim them.”

Despite their dangerous situation, he couldn’t help but admire this young woman’s breasts filling out the wet tanktop that she was wearing. Her nipples stuck out like two rosy beacons to his eyes, and just begged to be suckled and touched. Considering that she wasn’t wearing anything else, he was acutely aware that in different circumstances he would be very tempted to enjoy a wet fucking in the river.

Glancing back at the near riverside, seeing the two black-furred predators following and keeping easy pace, it occurred to Kitharin that both of them better start swimming fast & hard. Although her body wanted something else fast & hard too; that could wait. For now, anyway.

Both of them began to swim, moving away from the shoreline, taking advantage of the current to go faster. The predators that followed in the water were falling behind, not willing to risk being hit by the bullets of the assault-rifle.

Up ahead, the river was beginning to narrow. The current grew slowly faster. Kitharin couldn’t see what was ahead, as the continuing heavy rain reduced vision too short to see that far ahead. The noise of the rain also obscured any other noise except the loudest as well. She hoped to God that they weren’t headed for a waterfall.

It was getting harder to think though. Increasingly, Kithaarin’s thoughts turned to sex, despite the danger they were in.

How can I think of fucking at a time like this? I’ve been without a man for too long, or even a woman for that matter.
 
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Good idea. I'll BUMP it too. Maybe then it will get more people joining it.
 
Captain Jack Fuggya

Jack swayed a moment as he held Jane in his arms. He could feel his cum dripping out of her as he panted into her shoulder. Damm that was to quick. As Jack's breathing slowed he felt something odd. He was still hard. Still rock hard and wanting to pound some soft wetness. He leaned up and kissed Jane. Her lips eager to accept his. Slowly the kiss broke and Jack looked around. He wanted to pin her to the ground and pound into her as hard as he could. Everything looked so damm uncomfortable. No spot on the floor of the pod seemed acceptable. Eager as he was Jack simply sat down, all the while still impaled inside of Jane. He laid back and put his feet on the walls of the pod. Jane straddling him looking eager to accept what ever he was going to do.

Feeling this was good enough Jack slowed and reached up and cupped Jane's face. His thumb slid across her lips and she instinctively began to suck on the tip.

"mmmmm....Are you ready Jane", Jacked asked in a deep cool voice.

All Jane could do was smile, nod her head, and suck a little harder on Jack's Thumb.

Jack slowly began to pump his thick hard cock into Jane's eager little pussy. His cock seemed to slide in her forever and just when she thought she would cum from the first stroke. He slowly slide back out. She could feel every vein in his cock and her pussy squeezed him hard not wanting to let him go.

"aaaaaaaaahhh....you hot little slut....oohhhh....fuck that is a tight little pussy......rrrrrrrrrrrrr" Jack growled as he looked up at her with those intense blue eyes of his.

Jane placed her hands on Jack's chest as his pace started to quicken.

"OH GOD JACK...YES..YES...FUCK ME...YESSSS...OH GOD ITS SO GOOD", Jane's scream became a strangled cry as Jack's hands slid down to her waist and he started lifting her up and down with his hands to meet the thrust of his cock.

Hunger and desire overwhelmed Jack as he only had one purpose. His arms and body moving her like a little fuck toy up and down on his need. Fuck her...fuck her hard and cum inside that wonderful heaven.

"nnnnnnggg...ahhhh.....Jane......rrrrrrrrr.....take it....aahhh....take it all".............
 
Jared Kiljar

While they were running, he could put his mind to keeping his footing, and staying ahead of the beasts with the woman. He could ignore the fact that she was practically naked, wearing only a sodden tanktop, wet from both rain and sweat. That didn't stop his cock from getting hard though.

Now that the immediate danger was passed, he was finding it harder to ignore her voluptuous form. Her large breasts pressed against his chest as he held her close to him with one arm and his rifle in the other. When she looked at him quizzically he replied "So the rapids don't separate us."

As the beasts swam behind them he squeezed the trigger breifly, the assault rifle spitting fire and death which tore into the first animal. The rest avoided them. The two on the shore on the other hand kept following.

Inside Jared's mind, a battle was being waged, while he was desperately trying to save his life, and that of the woman, his duty and training were fighting against instinct and lust. She was there for the taking, her treasures werefree to plunder. But his duty kept him from partaking yet, though it was becoming increasingly harder to not think about slamming his cock up her pussy, beasts or no. In their current positions, she would be easily able to feel the hardness of his member.

What was left of his uniform was weighing him down though, and he shouldered the gun long enough to untie his boots, remove them and his socks, as well as his combat fatigues. Wearing only the thin t-shirt and his boxers, her again hefts the rifle and keps swimming down the river. His cock even more noticeable now.
 
Jane Fukmei

Coming back to reality was only a short respite, for the lust in her young cunt had not faded one iota, and Jane found instead that she was even more desperate for the hot touch of her lover than ever before. With Jack’s huge shaft running up and down inside her, filling her and stretching her tight young pussy, Jane could feel every little delicious bump and vein in Jack’s enormous erection. The sexual sensitivity of her pussy was so extreme, that she was in a mixed agony of incredible pleasure and at the same time tickled to the core. She was so fantastically aroused and aware of every part of Jack’s skin touching hers, that the simplest thing had become a joy.

Even sucking on his thumb while his penis pumped in & out of her delightfully wet pussy…it was like her mouth had a direct link to her down-there deep inside her, so that sucking Jack’s thumb was as hotly erotic to her as the pounding long thick pole inside her…

This time, she didn’t climax straight away, but the sensations built up and up, becoming utterly intolerable and so very sweet. The combination of her ticklish super-sensitivity and high-temperature need making Jane squirm and wriggle even as Jack’s cock thrusting in and out, in and out, was bringing her closer and closer to an orgasmic release that refused to arrive. A voice that vaguely sounded like Jack’s seemed to be driving into her mind, saying…not yet…not yet….and refusing to let her cum.

She wanted to beg him for release, but Jane couldn’t stop suckling his thumb, as that huge cock seemed to be growing even thicker and longer inside her…

It was too big…

…..but it was also too nice…

…and Jane would never again think about sucking even Jack’s thumb as being anything less than an erotic experience ever again.

I’m his little fucktoy, a voice said in her mind, and strangely…she wanted it to be true.
 
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Ray Dragun

I grunt softly as the two vine mouths on my nipples seem to grow teeth and bite me. I growl softly as my eyes fix on the girl kneeling on all fours sucking one man while another plows her cunt from behind. I shiver as the mouth on my cock sucks it in deeper its tong writhing over the sensitive vain on the under side. I hold back from coming controlling my self knowing that if I let the impulses from the jungle control me I would be lost in a mindless fucking frenzy.

I look at the vines attached to my nipples concentrating on them making them leave as I move closer two the tree humans. I fors my self to make the vine stop pleshering my cock wanting to save it for the girl. I raze an eyebrow as the man that was plowing that lush ass gets up and runs in to the jungle after leaving his seed behind. I shake my head thinking what an ideat.

I walk in to the clearing looking at the man remaining hearing the girl asking him to fuck her. I smile as I look at some near by vines casing them to move to her mouths appearing from buds and tonus moving out and liking her inner thighs.

I walk over to the man “Seems you have a real whore on your hands.” I say softly as I look down at the girl as the vines move to her cunt and begin to lick at her puffy red lips. “I don’t know about you but I don’t like fucking a used cunt.” I chuckle as the mouths on the vines lap up the other mans cum moving deep in side of her to get it all.

I kneel beside her my hands moving out cupping her lush full breasts rolling her nipples around in my fingers. I look back up at the man a quesgening look on my face. “Do you want her ass or cunt?” I chuckle harshly as another vine cums forth from the jungle but instead of a mouth this vines has a large long cock at the end it even has some clear pre cum dripping from it. “I glanc at it shaking my head “Now if the other one didn’t run away we would need that to fill the last remaning hole.” I look back down at the girl an evil lust filled smile on my lips.

I look down at the girl as she writhes with the mouths still in side her licking and sucking. Cleaning her up for one of use to take next.

I stand then and peal my short off letting my large cock spring out in to view as I kick the shorts aside. I then casually toss my mushedy over my shoulder herring it thud in to the ground point first. I stand looking down at the girl concentrating and making the vines retreat reluctantly. I smile as she look up at use her eyes bagging as she continues to rith from the lingering tingles left by the plants mouths. The large cock comes up and moves between her breasts moving in-between them waiting to see witch holes we would chouse.
 
The Beast of Ynag (TM 1)

It travelled though the dense jungle growth, it's path certain and unobstructed. The brightly coloured vegetation spreading before it quietly and slowly, for it was no hurry, no hurry at all. The smell, so tantalizing, so delightful, was abundant in the air of the jungle in this direction.

It knew also that it was being called, summoned, by a mind of darkness. It's thoughts flowed like black tendrils through the ether, searching, searching, for the source of that call. While it's senses were on fire with that tantalizing smell. It could taste it in the air, though mating season should've been far away, the smell of mating pervaded the jungle.

This was wrong it knew, but the mating call was strong in it's species, and it would need to find the carriers of it's breed early if it was defeat the other males of it's kind.

At last after a journey of many miles, and many long days, the creature that was known as the Beast of Ynag to the tribal craboids that infested the deepest seas, arrived at a small clearing in the jungle. There it's new lord awaited, the creature that called itself "Ray-Du-Ra-Gu-N". With it were two other similarly shaped creatures, also as small and fragile. One of them was female....a perfect carrier for it's seed...for she was in heat and in good health. To the beast's eyes, she glowed brightly with heat, and was of more attractive form than the craboids for mating purposes. She was soft, and had large milk-makers, and a body that was smooth and free of chitin or fur. It's many tentacles stirred at the sight, and smell, of her.

In a voice that gurgled, and echoed, vibrating deep down into the bones of those who heard it, the Beast of Ynag said in the language of the tentacle-beasts in a voice that resounded,
"AHURUNGUNAN...RA-DU-RA-GUN-N?"

Meaningless loud noise and roaring to most human ears, but to Ray Dragun's jungle-attuned mind, it simply said, "I am arrived my lord...Ray Dragun?"
 
Kitharin MacDouglas

The current in the river was getting stronger, but so was the heated desire between her own thighs. As this man held her close, Kitharin’s swelling breasts pressed against his solid chest, her hard nipples rubbing against shirt, Kitharin whimpered a little. But not from fear, but in desire, which she tried to fight. Now was not the place or time, her mind tried to say, but her body wanted him. The solidity of his manhood tented his shorts, and frequently pressed against her thighs. She was tempted, so sorely tempted, to spread those thighs and invite him inside.

On the shoreline, the two black-furred predators continued to pace them, and in her backward glances she could see occasional glimpses of the other three in the water; now fallen far behind. The rain began to abate slightly, not nearly so blinding, and up ahead, Kithrain thought that she could see the river turning into rough rapids. There was also a very faint, yellowish glow far ahead, but on the opposite of the river from the jungle that they had left. What it was, she wasn’t certain though. It was so faint as to seem almost illusionary.

“I suppose we should at least introduce ourselves, don’t you think?”, Kitharin shouted above the roar of the pouring rain, “I’m Kitharin. Kitharin MacDouglas.”

He looked up at her in apparent surprise, and appeared a little embarrassed. Kitharin guessed that he’d been paying more attention to her breasts, but she didn’t think of herself as exceptional, so took that as compliment.

“Oh sorry”, he shouted back, trying to be heard over the rain, “Jared Kiljar. I was a security officer on the Nova.”

“I know”, Kitharin replied, “I saw the uniform.”

“What?”, he asked, the rain beating down starting to become deafening.

“I said, I know. I saw your uniform markings”, Kitharin replied, rubbing her right hand over his chest.

Kitharin looked to the other side of the river again, up ahead where the river’s current was taking them. Definitely something was there. A glow. Like lights. The rain began to clear again.

What was that?, she asked herself, Could it be….?

The rain died off to become only mist falling over the river, then finally stopped.

Kitharin gasped in surprise and awe. On the other side of the river was a single monolithic structure, a massive vaguely pyramidal building that was lit by thousands of yellow globes that appeared to be randomly placed upon it. Then she saw that there were many globes that were dark. The enormous building was overgrown by the darkening jungle, and the twin suns were setting in the sky behind the distant mountains. The place appeared deserted, and very, very old. Thousands of years perhaps, but those lights (?). How old was it really? Who could’ve made it?

We’re the first humans to arrive on this planet, Kitharin thought with a chill, So it must be alien…..

Kitharin had a terrible sense of foreboding. It was as if she was being warned away from that place, but her adventurer’s curiosity was peaked….
 
enter Xandra Malonova

ooc
Enter Xandra Malonova - a Russian transplant from the beautiful city of Kiev. - Blonde hair, hazel eyes that change colour.
She speaks perfect English, but when she is agitated or turned on..her native tongue can be heard.
She is confident, smart, and if you look behind her cool, assessing hazel eyes.. you can see an almost overwhelming amount of pain...
She is 5'5", 110lbs - slender shape with a soft hourglass figure. Her perky twins are by no means large, but ample enough for the warm palms of a strong man..
She closely guards the secret as to why she was a passenger and at all costs shall never reveal it.

IC

Looking around, dazed and confused..Xandra peers up towards the brilliant sun, causing her eyes to squint. She squeezes her eyes shut and shakes her head to clear the sun spots that have formed behind her eyelids.
"Where the hell am I?" she mutters aloud. She notices the lush greenery and the peculiar scent that heavily weighs in the air. Breathing in deeply and slowly, filling her lungs, she notices that her body has changed. Running her hands softly over her breasts, she immediately notices that they have grown larger. "What the f...!" as her eyes look down and sees that her shirt is so snug, and her pants are tight.
But before she can even think twice, she hears a voice off to the left of her...
 
Jared Kiljar

Hearing her voice brings him back from staring lustfully at her breasts, which reminds him that there is more woman the just those large tits. Like the hand stroking his chest, the flat stomach under his hand as he holds her. The shapely thighs he can feel brushing up against him as they swim, and the warm moist pussy between them.

He answers her by wrote, putting very little thought into his responses. It wasn't her fault, it wasn't that he wasn't interested in talking to her...... well, actually it was her fault and he wasn't interested in talking to her. Her body was driving him crazy, and the only thing he wanted to do was fuck the shit out of her. It had been MUCH too long since had had some time off, and even then, he hadn't gotten laid at all.

Completely oblivious to teh city, he started angling them towards the shore, keeping the preators at bay with his rifle. He would kill them all if he had to, but they weren't stopping him from getting what he wanted. And what he wanted was Pussy.
 
As i continue to lick and suck the strangers cock another man appears from the jungle, and it appears he is bringing it with him. He makes a hand signal and a plant streaches out its vines and its mouthlike flower attaches itself to my cunt. I was shocked, but befoere i could register it or feel disgust the plant went to work on my pussy and the lust takes me over again, and i buck and moan as I continue to suck the strangers cock.


I hear the new stranger saying something, but i don't register it until i see a new vine, phallus shaped and leaking precum. It was like a log! the stranger has idsrobed and the sight of his fleshy hard cock makes me moan and groan and in a second i have made up my mind, the plant cock nuzzling in my breasts seemes to perk up as it senses me speaking..


"You, man I want you in my ass. in my ass man, I'm candy by the way now fuck me!!"

A part of my brain registered how unlike myself i sounded. I am so shy and quiet even when i make love. Nw i am begging a stranger and his plant to fuck me!!!


the lust washes over me again and I scream at the top of my voice,

FUCK ME!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Sorry its been so long.....been a bit busy lately.

Gav
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Voices...people were here.....who cares as long as i have this beauty eating my cock! I open my eyes to see the first man had left. How could anyone leave with such a prize on offer. These thoughts quicly left as she intensified her efforts. It felt as if she was swallowing more and more with each thrust, as if her throat was being reshaped to accommodate my meat.
Soon a new stranger approaches, another Man. At his command vines with mouths and cocks fly out to use this womans empty holes. As the man approaces and disrobes his intentions of fucking her are clear. Who wouldnt want to have his dick held in the pussy of a nymphomaniac.
She releases my cock from her mouth, begging the new man to fuck her and i groan as the hard shaft and sensitive head feels fresh air for the first time in what seemed like hours. As she begs with this man she leaves her hand stroking me and i moan again as i feel my balls tighten with the promise of a huge load. I needed release and i even considered the soft and inviting looking mouth at the end of one of the vines before deciding it would be rude to make this girl do all the work and not reward her.
I try to encorage her to return to her work but my mind seems cloudy and all i can manage is one word.
"Cum" i growl in primal tone. She turns her head round and looks at me before rubbing my balls and feeling the throb in my cock. A smile crosses her mouth and excitement in her eyes as if it was her birthday and this is the only thing she wanted.

I groan again as my impending orgasm threatens to take over me.
 
As I wait for this new lover and his pet plant to fill my holes I hear the stranger I have been sucking gasp "cum" I look at im, his face is a mask of intense emotion and his cock is rock hard,his balls curled up close to his body, ready to explode.

I take him back into my mouth, i want his cum , i need to taste it, drink it, feel it on my lips!



I hear the new stranger behind me
"you heard her, i get the ass..you take the cunt!"

and i feel the plant cock touching the sopping wet entrance of my pussy. It felt strange, fogein but so good. i needed it in me!

What has got into me? I am in a fucking frenzy!
 
Kitharin MacDouglas

The man she now knew as Jared Kiljar, one of the Nova’s security officers, held her tighter as he began pushing them powerful strokes, angling towards the shoreline on the other side of the river. The side close to the massive building which Kitharin thought might be a temple of some kind.

Thinking that he’d seen it, and was as curious as she was, Kitharin said, “How old do you think it is?”

Jared, whose attention was obviously elsewhere, glanced up at her face again, “How old…? Who me?”

He’d apparently mistaken her question for something else. Kitharin shook her head trying to clear her own of thoughts of sex, not with much success.

Oh God almighty I’m so horny!, she thought, When we get to the beach, all I want to do is fuck!

“No…The big building in the jungle!”, Kitharin replied, while thinking that he must’ve seen it surely. The enormous structure was at least a half-klick high, it towered over the rest of the jungle even though most of the sides were overgrown with vines and even whole trees.

“Huh?”, was all Jared said, staring with great concentration at Kitharin’s breasts.

The water began to become turbulent, so both of them tumbled and spun around each other at times. Jared kicked out at a boulder to avoid them smashing into it, and they were carried by the curretn around it. Ahead he saw what appeared to be a natural bridge-like rock formation, overgrown with vines and bushes and other jungle growth. The sky was darkening, turning red and gold, while purple clouds glowed higher in the sky. For a moment his followed the path of some winged flying creature, it appeared to have a six-yard wingspan and long talons, but seeing that it was no threat he went back to thoughts of screwing this women. What was her name again???

He could grab the vines hanging down from that bridge, and it would save time instead of trying swim all the way to the shore. There was a good chance of nice flat spot with some soft vegetation; then he could get down to screwing and fucking. A lot.
 
Jared Kiljar

The woman was going on about something. He had no clue what, and he didn't really care. He just knew it wasn't sex, and he had no patience for anything beyond that. By now his cock was straining against his boxers and he was almost certain it was bigger than before. If he was thinking rationally, his lust crazed mind and altered physique would be cause for alarm, but since he is lust crazed, he doesn't see a problem.

They were about 3 quarters to the other side when that rock outcropping that looked more like a bridge went by them. They each grabbed a vine and helped each other move along the remaining distance to the shore. He turned to look atthe predators, but they seemed to have lost interest, either finding easier prey, or deciding the two humans were not owrth the effort. That suited him just fine.

Turning to the woman, Kitharin or something, he smiled. Grabbing her thin shirt he tears it down the middle, making it look like a button up shirt, without the buttons. With her large tits now exposed, he dove in and almost devoured one with his mouth, licking and sucking on it, punctuated by the occasional bite. If they both weren't soaking wet from the river, his drool would be easily seen and his slurped at her titflesh.
 
Euripides Pents, Exobiologist

Standing on the far side of the river, Rip is transfixed by the lights he sees moving through the trees. There are perhpas two dozen or so, and he cannot yet decide whether their motions are random or under intelligent control. They remind him of the fireflies of his youth in the American midwest, but they are far larger, yet with the same sort of cold white light--a chemical light.

Just then he hears a woman mutter some distance to his right. "Where the hell am I?" and it snaps him out of his trance.
He crouches down and makes his way along the bank to a stand of tall bamboo-like grass, just in time to see a striking blonde woman emerge from the greenery, brushing herself off and looking at herself in some confusion. Her clothes are very tight; too tight to have been issued this way aboard the starship, and Rip knows that the planet has already set to work on her.

He doesn't want to startle her but it can't be avoided as he rushes up to her and grabs her wrist, pulling her back into the thicket. He puts his fingers to her lips, feeling an instant erotic jolt, and he has a mad urge to pull off her clothes and take her right there. But for once his fear and sense of caution is greater.

"Rip Pents of the Nova." he whispers. "Look, I can't explain right now, but there's something out there, right through those trees. Lights. They might be intelligent, I don't know yet. But best we don't move till we know."

She looks at this man, dressed only in boots and shorts, a large knife at his side, and calculates the odds that he might be deranged. But then she looks up the bank and sees a series of soft glowing spheres seeming to float anbd bounce gently on the air as if they were searching for something.
 
Sensing the urgency from this strange man's statement, Xandra looks down at her held wrist and remains quiet even though she, at first, feels like pulling her wrist from his tight hold. She follows his eyes and watches in silence as the lights dance through the trees.

Her head slowly turns from one side to the other, quickly assessing the terrain. A mental list of questions begin to form in her mind, but she feels this nagging thought to pull the stranger on top of her. And when his finger touched her lips..she had this overwhelming desire to have it placed into her mouth so she could show him how good her mouth can suck.

She pushes this invading thought from her mind, concentrating hard on the possible danger they might be in. Stay focused she thinks, digging her nails into the palm of her hand, but her eyes keep glancing down at the hand holding her wrist.


"Rip Pents of the Nova." he whispers. "Look, I can't explain right now, but there's something out there, right through those trees. Lights. They might be intelligent, I don't know yet. But best we don't move till we know."

Her lips mouth his name, and she nods her head letting him know that she understands the seriousness of the matter. Looking at him, she notices the lack of clothes that he is wearing. Quickly dismissing his unusual attire, she notices the soft glowing spheres are traveling closer.

"Rip" she whispers and pauses for him to look into her eyes, before continuing on, " if those orbs come any closer, I think sticking around would be a mistake." She glances to her left motioning with her free hand, subtle hand movements that they should follow the bamboo-like grass to keep them out of sight.

He notices that her eyes are changing coulours. Going from soft hazel, to piercing blue. She touches his arm and... whispers, "My name is Xandra."
 
Euripides Pents, Exobiologist

"My name is Xandra." she said to him, anbd the way her lips moved as she said it was possibly the sexiest thing he had ever seen. Her lips themselves were fascinating, soft and filled with sensual promise. Her eyes seemed to change color as she scanned his face, her pupils dilated, growing wide and dark.

With effort they both tore their eyes away from one another, though they both knew what they had seen. His heart was beating fast now, either with fear or desire, he did not know which.

"Rip," she says, "if those things get any closer, I think sticking around would be a mistake." Her voice is like a flame of passion to him, and it takes him a second to realize she is telling him something. She gestures towards the grass to their left.

He nods, and keeping low they half-crawl through the high, woody reeds back towards the river. The cover is so thick above them it is like they are in a green cave, a hidden bower. Rip realizes that they are heading closer to the river and its sexual spell and he doesn't know whether this is a good idea or if he just wants to feel that delicious blast of lust once again.

Xandra crawls through the grass like a jungle cat, with perfect feline grace, Her clothes are so tight that not only her nipples but her areolas are visible through the straining fabric of her top, and her pants rub against her crotch in a maddening way.

They stop, listening, and automatically he puts an arm around her shoulders and pulls her against him. She feels his heart pounding in his chest and she puts her hand on him as she strains her ears.

The lights circle on the bank for a time, and it's still not clear whether they represent intelligent life or the random flight of some insects or some other natural phenomena. But soon they retreat into the trees again, and then fade from sight.

It is twilight. The icey rings of the planet that slash across the sky shoot rainbows high in the sky as they refract the light of the setting suns, and the weird dumbbell moon spins drunkenly across the sky as Rip and Xandra crouch there in the grass, his arm around her, her hand on his chest, terribly aware of the feel of each other's bodies.

"I...I think they're gone." she whispers, and he nods, but they don't move. She is aware of his maleness, the smell of him, and as her eyes dart about nervously, she sees the head of his cock peeking from the leg of his shorts.

Oh my God! He can't possibly be that big! she thinks.

She looks up at him to see that his eyes are already on hers, and she knows what that look means. She's afraid that she has the same look of wild hunger in her own eyes.

Slowly, so as not even to ruffle the high grass, his lips come down on hers and she leans her head back to accept his kiss, eager and ready.
 
Ray Dragun

I look over my shoulder as I hear a langwig that I’ve never herd before but I understand clearly just the same saying that it was her calling me its lord. I look at the creacher its large eye looking at me. “I’m Ray Dragun.” For some reson as I look at this alian monster I don’t feal any fear of it, not evin the slightest concern. Before I can think on it I hear the girl tell me to take her ass.

I move behind her with out thought kneeling as the plants cock moves to her dripping cuntlips moving over them slowly teasing her making her even hotter. I smile evilly as my cock throbes eagerly with anticipation of the feel of her hot tight ass around it. All that’s on my mind now is the need to relev the intens presher that has bilt with in my balls some how knowing that once the presher is ezed I’ll be able to think rashanaly once agen at least for a time.

I slap my throbbing cock on her lushes ass chicks lessoning to the sound of flesh on flesh. I then run the head of my cock over her wet lips getting it wet for its journey in to her bolus. I push the large helmet agenst her perk anis pressing firmly until it pops past her tight ring. I grown at the intense presher and heat.

I watch as the vines cock presses agenst her cuntlips until it slides easily in to her the wet heat moving all the way in to its full thirteen inches. I smile as I begin to push in to her feeling the plants cock threw the thin wall separating her cunt from her ass. I grown as I push deeper and deeper my cock throbbing painfully with the intense feeling.

Once I’m balls deep inside of her I take hold of her hips and begin to pull out until just the head of my manhood is in side of her then I slam in to her hard rocking her forward on to the other manes cock, as the plant begins to move rapidly in side of her cunt. I grown as I feel the add friction from the plant rubbing my cock for the other side of the thin flesh barrier.

I begin to ram in to her harder and harder as my excitement grows ever higher. I look over at the creatcher as I grunt with my urgency. “Come play with her breast.” I say in a low guttural voice.

I look down at the lushes’ ass that my cock is ramming watching as her flesh ripples with each of my thrust. I growl and slam in to her harder making the plant do the same matching my movements.
 
As the amazingly long and fat plant phallus slowly tickled and tempted my wet pussy, I felt the new strangers rock hard cock slapping against my ass, groaning and writhing I moan around the cock in my mouth, needing to feel these cocks inside me.

The man forced his cock deep into my ass, with no pain or difficaulty, which if i had not been so crazed with lust I would have realised was very strange, no pain just this awesome, ecstatic thrill from having a hole filled, As I got used to the strangers cock in my ass I feel the big plant cock thrusting inside of me. I feel the cock in my mouth begin to throb
"YESSSS" I hear the man exclaim and i ready myself for a mouth full of cum....
 
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