by D. L. Savage
As she continued to suck, she felt hands cupping her ass, moving her up into a standing position once more. She complied, and soon whoever it was who was behind her was fucking her tight little asshole with his long, hot cock, while Gemma continued to work on Colt’s thick pole with her mouth. She jerked his dick and felt it quickly swell and spurt in her mouth. There wasn’t too much cum — Colt had already cum four or five times since they’d reached the planet.
Gemma let out a gasp, the salty trickle of semen dribbling from the corners of her mouth, as she reached down and played with her incredibly swollen clit, working it quickly with her lithe fingers, while the anonymous cock slid in and out of her ass. She came hard on it, feeling her asshole clench and contract around the meaty pole, which in turn sent it spasming and squirting deep inside her.
In the brief moments before another wave of sexual desire swept through her body and brain, Gemma managed to briefly clear her head and get to work.
“Okay men, quick!” she said, turning to Colt and the other marine who’d just been fucking her ass. “Follow me!”
And she quickly ran for the escape hatch, slamming her hand hard against the door release button. There was a whoosh and then the vessel was filled with the whistling wind and mist of the foreign planet. Gemma ran out onto the craggy surface, breathing in tight lungfuls of the weird pink mist, feeling her pussy throb and tingle in her suit with each gasp she took.
She could hear the grunting jocks chasing behind her; desperate to fuck her, and she had to resist the urge to stop and turn round and let them once more ravage her body completely — taking her in the pussy and ass and mouth simultaneously — as she had a job to do. With great strength and reserve, Gemma instead led the marines out onto the planet. She knew from the scanner roughly where Kate had crash landed: just over that craggy purple mountain in the distance.
She figured that, accounting for occasional short breaks to suck and fuck, they should reach Kate in just under an hour. Gemma just hoped that Kate would still be alive by then …
“Please … I can’t …” Lieutenant Kate Granger gasped, deep in the lair of the tentacle monster.
She had been held captive now for over twelve hours by this insatiably horny cock beast, and her young body was slicked with a glistening mixture of sweat and pussy juice. Her clit throbbed painfully, and her nipples were so hard and tight that it felt like invisible fingers were pinching them.
Occasionally, with absolutely no stimulation whatsoever, Kate would feel the beginnings of another orgasm build up inside her slim frame, and each time she’d have to just grit her teeth and steel herself for it, cupping her pussy gently with her hand, before the orgasm hit, and she was once again sent writhing and moaning on the cave floor, her pussy squirting and dribbling its clear juices down her toned thighs, her cunt lips throbbing and swollen.
Sometimes, to try and get the orgasm over with as quickly as possible, Kate would also slip a finger or two into her ass, finger fucking herself, as she found this increased her pleasure even further.
“Please … Stop …” she moaned, once the latest orgasm had rushed through her trembling body.
We will never stop, the strange, genderless voice of the tentacle monster said, speaking deep in the centre of Kate’s brain. We only want to give you pleasure.
“But I can’t take any more pleasure,” Kate moaned.
Her body had been pushed to its absolute sexual limits. The orgasms she had experienced in this filthy lair were way beyond anything Kate had known back on Proteus 6, or before that at the academy. Back then, Kate had never even considered herself much of a sexual being, but now it seemed like her whole body and mind was consumed by a continuous sexual desire. She knew she wouldn’t be able to take much more.
“Let me go,” Kate whimpered. “I’ve pleasured you as much as I can. I don’t know how much more of this I can take … Please … Please let me go …”
She’d done absolutely everything she could to pleasure the thick pink tentacles that would repeatedly slither, two or three or four at a time, from the cracks in the walls of the cave. She’d sucked on them and stuffed them in her pussy and asshole. She’d jerked them off and rubbed them in between her tits. She’d slapped them against her tongue and rubbed them in circles over her stiff little nipples, and she’d let them spurt great globs of their glowing, pale blue seed deep inside all the available holes on her body. She could feel it right now, dribbling out of her ass and cunt. But still the tentacle monster wanted more.
Oh daddy, Kate thought, as the image of Captain Granger flashed suddenly through her mind. She felt tears brimming as she began to steel herself to the idea that she’d never see her father again, that no rescue craft would come …
Moaning and whimpering on the floor of the cave, which was slicked and wet with her pussy juices and sweat, Kate Granger slammed her fists against the floor in anger. She looked up and sure enough there were five morethrobbing, cock-like tentacles slithering towards her — each one expecting her to please it.
She reached out and tugged the closest one towards her face. It was shaped just like a cock, only thicker and longer and a brighter pink color. Kate began to suck on it, groaning, tasting its weird sweet taste as it pulsed and throbbed in her mouth. She reached down and began to guide another towards her ass, rubbing its slimy head against her puckered little button, lubing up her hole before the creatures slimy appendage slipped inside her.
She felt the walls of her ass stretching to accommodate the long fleshy beast, and she moaned quietly, her mouth still stuffed with the throbbing cock like tentacle. She was about to guide a third tentacle into her pussy when there was a flash of light and the unmistakable sound of a lazer cannon, filling Kate’s head with its white noise, and then, from a mixture of shock and exhaustion, she passed out, slipping away into blackness …
“Get away from her, you tentacle bastard!” Gemma White screamed, firing her lazer cannon at the three pink cock-like tentacles that were slithering away from her best friend Kate.
The first tentacle exploded in a shower of pinky-white gloop, which splattered both Kate and the walls of the cave. Then she fired again, destroying the second one too, just as a more began snaking out of what seemed like every available crag in the rock face.
“What are you waiting for?” Gemma screamed, turning to face the six marines, who were all standing watching on, open mouthed, their guns dangling by their sides and their big stiff cocks jutting from their bodies. “Shoot them!”
As the swarm of tentacles began to slither out from the cracks in the walls, Gemma and the marines blasted as many of them as they could and the cave was soon plastered in a thick pink slime. While the marines continued to battle on, shooting what seemed like a thousand tentacles that continued to emerge from every part of the cave, Gemma ran forward to her best friend’s prone, naked body.
“Kate, Kate!” she said, her voice trembling. “Can you hear me?”
At this, Kate’s eyes flickered to life.
“Gemma?” she murmured.
“That’s right, Kate, it’s me! You’re safe now. We’ll get you out of here in no time … Are you hurt?”
“Not really,” Kate mumbled.
Gemma began to check over her friend’s body for any signs of injury. And as she did so, she found her eyes repeatedly drawn towards Kate’s nipples — which were, in Gemma’s mind, absolutely perfect: a dark pink color, puckered and stiff. They looked so inviting that Gemma couldn’t help but brush her fingers over them, hoping that Kate wouldn’t notice. In response, Kate groaned softly, shifting her body a little towards her.
“Kiss me,” Kate whispered.
“What?” Gemma replied, completely shocked.
The two had been best friends and study buddies at the academy — they were practically sisters — but during all that time, neither of them had expressed absolutely anything other than an extremely chaste friendship and pride at each other’s achievements. Certainly nothing like
this.
“It’s just the atmosphere talking …” Gemma said, trying to push the strong feelings of lust out of her own mind. Secretly she wanted nothing more than to kiss Kate, too, to press her mouth hard against Kate’s, and to explore her sweaty, toned body with her own.
“Please …” Kate groaned. “Kiss me …”
So as the lasers continued to blast around them, showering them in splashes of exploded tentacle, the two girls began to kiss, Gemma’s fingers slipping quickly between Kate’s legs, feeling the throbbing wetness of her pussy.
Kate too began toying with Gemma’s breasts, tweaking her nipples, as their tongues twirled urgently together. Gemma felt Kate’s hands move to her ass, and soon Kate was finger fucking Gemma’s asshole, while Gemma stroked Kate’s swollen clit with two fingers, her other hand cupping Kate’s breast, feeling her rock hard nipple pressing deliciously against her palm.
The two girls came hard together, their lithe, toned bodies wrapped tightly around each other, squirming on the cave floor. Once their orgasms subsided, they looked around them, realizing the deafening sound of lasers had ceased too. And sure enough, they realized that the marines were once more fucking instead.
Colt was being spit-roasted — a marine fucking his mouth and a tentacle fucking his ass — and the girls both watched in amazement as Colt’s rock hard dick, without any manual stimulation from him or anyone else, swelled and throbbed, then spasmed, spurting a thick white rope of cum out onto the cave floor. Just then the tentacle in his ass began to pulse too, filling Colt up with its gooey blue slime. Colt pulled himself free from it just as it squirted, while the marine that he’d been sucking on finished himself off by hand, pulsing another jet of cum out over Colt’s tanned, sculpted pecs and abs.
Gemma got to her feet.
“Quick, grab Kate, let’s go!” she screamed to Colt.
Colt nodded, a rope of cum still dangling from his dick, his cum-splattered chest glistening in the pink light of the cave.
And the three — Kate, Gemma and Colt — managed to make their way back to the cave’s entrance.
“What about the others?” Colt shouted, having to raise his voice over the groaning and grunting coming from the marines left behind in the lair.
The three of them looked back at the muscular studs, who were all intertwined now in a full-on tentacle orgy, their bodies slicked and shining with a mixture of cum, sweat, and slime. Tentacles were pumping in and out of the remaining marines’ asses and mouths and they were all jerking their own hard cocks, occasionally groaning and spurting out huge squirts of cum.
“I can’t leave them here like this,” Colt shouted.
“We have to,” Gemma shouted back. “It’s our only chance to escape …”
Colt looked from the grunting, fucking marines, to the two girls and then back again, his brow furrowed. Then, very gravely, he nodded.
“Okay, let’s go,” he said quietly.
The three astronauts raced back to the escape vessel, trying to hold their breath so as not to breathe in any more of the brain-changing pink mist than absolutely necessary. Back inside the craft, Gemma quickly found herself and Kate new space suits, all the time resisting the urges that were still coursing around her body — to suck on Kate’s nipples, to lap at her cunt and ass, to drink in the juices that she could see spilling down the insides of Kate’s trembling legs. And glancing over at Colt, too, noting his swollen cock and tight balls, the thick veins visibly throbbing on his shaft and a bead of precum leaking from the tip of his cock head, just before he struggled into his own flying suit, Gemma knew that he too was wrestling with the same kind of animal urges as she.
“Let’s strap ourselves in,” Gemma cried, quickly activating the autopilot, then getting into her seat. “That way, we won’t be able to move …”
So the three all bound themselves tightly into their seats, just before the engines of the vessel roared into life and they began their ascent, finally escaping the strange purple planet.
As they craft rocketed upwards and through the planet’s flaming atmosphere, filling the cabin with a deafening roar, all three of the young astronauts felt a final wave of orgasm course through them. Their bodies tensed and they cried out in pure lust, their wrists straining hard against the straps, as Colt’s cock twitched and spurted beneath his suit while both Kate and Gemma felt their pussies squirting and contracting.
And then finally, they were free.
The engine noises died down and the atmosphere returned to normal, as the last of the planets mists were filtered out through the specially designed air purification system built into the craft.
Gemma was the first to unbuckle herself. She got to her feet on trembling legs, feeling her juices running down her thighs and between her buttocks as she stood.
“I’m going to take a shower on the lower deck,” she said. “It’ll take us a few hours yet to reach Proteus 6.”
“I might join you,” Kate said shyly, smiling up at her best friend.
She too unstrapped herself and the two women wandered off towards the shower unit in the lower deck, leaving Colt alone, still strapped into his seat, his cock twitching and throbbing.
He unbuckled himself, then looked down at the dark patch of his suit, where his semen was still damp.
He took a deep breath of the clean, pure air and felt glad to return to normal. But still, in his mind, were occasional explicit flashes — vivid memories of what he and his fellow crew members had done.
He remembered sucking on his first cock, just a few hours ago: the delicious feel of that hot, throbbing flesh filling up his mouth, and he remembered the feel of a thick tentacle sliding into his asshole, while his own cock swelled and spurted, without him even touching it.
A part of him felt sad that it was all over. Sure, it had been weird, but he’d enjoyed himself too. And he knew that the experience had awakened something deep inside him which he didn’t even know was there: Colt just knew that before long he’d feel another urge to suck cock and be fucked in the ass …
He got up and strolled towards the lower deck himself, planning to take a long hot shower and get these homo thoughts out of his mind.
As he approached the shower cubicles, he heard a strange sound and his heart quickened as he thought that perhaps the girls were in trouble. But then he worked out what was going on: they were sighing and moaning in pleasure.
He tiptoed towards the cubicle at the far end, then peered through the frosted glass, and inside he could make out the writhing, athletic bodies of Kate and Gemma deep in a passionate embrace. They were all over each other, touching, kissing, licking, fondling. Obviously the experiences on that strange planet had awoken something new in them too, Colt thought to himself. And as he watched the two women making love to each other, the steam billowing around them, the water running down their toned naked bodies, he felt his own cock stirring once more between his legs.
He had two choices, Colt realized. Either he could head off to a private corner somewhere else on the ship and masturbate, or perhaps he could take a risk and attempt to join them. After all, he’d already fucked Gemma three times today, and he and Kate had seen each other naked during the battle in the tentacle lair.
What the hell, Colt thought, pulling open the door to the shower cubicle.
The two girls gasped in surprise when they saw him enter. And then they both smiled, turning to him, realizing that he too had been forever changed by his experience on the planet. That Colt too needed to feel flesh against flesh once more. They began to help him out of his space suit, their hands exploring his toned, muscular body. And he in turn began touching and stroking theirs. This time, when Colt slipped his hand between Kate’s legs, he discovered that her pussy — while certainly wet and hot — was not absolutely dripping with fluid. And her clit, while certainly swollen, was not engorged to monstrous proportions, as he’d noted back in the cave. He leant forward to kiss her small tender nipples, feeling each stiffen gently in his
mouth as he sucked on them. And as he did so, he felt Gemma’s hot mouth below, closing softly around his cock.
The three took their time, exploring each other’s bodies — this time slowly, at their own pace. Kate knelt between Colt’s legs, too, so that the two girls were both sucking and licking at his cock, sometimes kissing each other around his swollen purple cock head.
Then Kate stood up and turned, offering Colt her ass. She spread her perfect butt cheeks and Colt glimpsed the pink puckered button of her asshole, which still looked incredibly tight, despite its multiple tentacle fuckings.
He pulled his cock from Gemma’s mouth and pressed it tenderly against Kate’s asshole, then with a soft grunt slipped himself inside her.
“Oh,” Kate whimpered as he began to fuck her. “Oh that’s it!”
She sounded so pure and innocent as he took her, and Gemma in turn knelt behind Colt as he continued to thrust himself into Kate. She pried his buttocks apart and began licking at his ass, working her tongue right up into his butthole, sending delicious shivers of pleasure around his body.
Colt knew it wouldn’t be long before he came.
He tugged his cock out just before it spurted and quickly spun round, so that the thick jets of his spunk flew into Gemma’s willing mouth. She grabbed his dick with her hand, milking it onto her extended tongue, sucking and licking every last drop from it.
Meanwhile, Kate watched them, toying with her pussy, bringing herself to another intense orgasm. Even though they were no longer breathing in that weird atmosphere, and were no longer under anyone else’s control than their own, Kate found her pussy once more beginning to squirt, her clear juices hissing between her legs as she fucked herself rapidly with her own fingers.
