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Cruzing (ff/fff/mf/nc/bd/ds/alien/startrek)
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CRUZING
Chapter Three: Friends Come Together (part 3b)
But Ro was now quite frankly directing her examination of her friend on
that portion of Vas' anatomy that defined female Cruzer biology more than
any other single feature: her swollen, fully-extended penis. Given its
bright, shocking red color and the naked, glistening, always-slippery
membrane which formed its shiny, tight-stretched "skin", the sex organ was
actually a genetically developed from the human female clitoris. By
nature of its integration with canine anatomy, however, Vas penis' was a
very complex organ. In fact, Vas' penis was functionally very similar to
the penis of a Terran canine, both in appearance and performance, and
although Dr. Cruz had given the sex organ the rather euphemistic name
"mateshaft" originally, Cruzers now generally referred to it freely as a
penis. Vas was no exception. She frankly examined it as it clung, wet
and sticky, to her belly. --I hope Ro has a lot of extra sheets-- Vas
thought as she watched the clear fluid seep from her penis' inflamed head.
Almost fully emerged from its recessed, slitted sheath at the apex of her
vagina (where a human female would have her clitoris), Vas was able,
together with Ro, to examine her cock quite closely. Quite bluntly, Vas'
penis was *huge*. At just over a foot long and exceeding two inches in
diameter, her sex organ was a monument to genetic science run amok.
However, Vas was immensely proud of her penis, in an almost macho way.
Ever by Cruzer standards, Vas was massively endowed. The big shaft was a
thick, snake-like tube, wound and crisscrossed by a multitude of tiny
blood vessels, which gave the organ a slightly mottled appearance.
Otherwise, it was a uniform bright red (again, rather like a Terran dog,
whose sex-organs Cruzer women's penises strongly resembled: this was a
mortal insult to all Cruzer women). The first six inches of her penis
were thicker (at about two and a half inches in diameter) than the middle
three or four (at about two inches in diameter) giving the organ a rather
weird reverse taper. Finally, the glans in particular was distinctly
unnatural, comprised of a bilaterally symmetrical, elegantly beveled head
which bore two separate and distinct urethral orifices, one below the
other, and drew to a rather slender, fleshy tip. The glans, taken as a
whole, strongly reminded Ro of blunt arrowhead. Both slitted clefts were
seeping a clear, thin fluid, and the whole of the shaft appeared to be
smeared with the issue, as was Vas' straining belly, upon which the
peculiarly beautiful organ lay, beating in time to Vas heart.
Dr. Cruz had been very deliberate about his work. In the 300 years since
his death, many books had been written about his life, and about his
rather peculiar tastes. Given almost unlimited power and money to develop
super soldiers for the Eugenics Wars, he had also the means to indulge his
many sexual fantasies. Although his public life was marked by extremes of
moralism and homophobia, he was in fact a latent homosexual.
Psychologists and counselors now agreed that his inability to deal
rationally with his homoerotic tendencies led him to an elegant, if
twisted, solution: to construct "the female man", with whom he could
indulge these tendencies without the guilt of actually interacting
sexually with another male. When he finally developed his final strain of
prototype Cruzers, with stable personalities predisposed for the
unquestioned following of orders and inbred loyalty that bordered on love,
he began indulging himself to the full. Thus began his long slide into
nymphomaniacal dementia, and even up until the very end of his life, when
he was by all accounts virtually insane, he kept careful, copious notes of
the numerous sexual encounters he planned, staged, and participated in
with his "little girls", as he called his creations.
Vas' cock was incredibly responsive to sexual stimulation, and now, in the
aftermath of her first orgasm, it had taken on a decidedly bloated,
swollen appearance. The hot, slick tube lay on Vas' sweaty belly like a
lazy, fat worm of huge proportions, swelling and contracting in a hot,
throbbing rhythm that matched her elevated pulse. Now, the great, wet
organ, while fully extended, was only semi-erect, clinging to the matted
hairs that trailed down her belly, which heaved gently as Vas recovered
her breath. It was something of a challenge for Cruzers to attain the
full, hard erection necessary for them to participate in intercourse, for
they became fully erect slowly and only with a great deal of stimulation.
So it was for Vas. Her huge cock remained partially-soft and very supple,
starting to show some interest in getting firmer. In places, Vas' belly
and chest were streaked with beads of clear fluid. These Vas had wet
herself with during her last orgasm, for all Cruzer woman had developed
the ability to achieve tremendously wet multiple climaxes. Like all
Cruzers, once Vas became fully hard, she stayed that way for a very, very
long time.
The thick, musky, rather masculine smell of Vas' last orgasm was hanging
over the bed, heavy and sweet, commingling with the moist, animal smell of
her sweat-lathered body.
No words were spoken, nor were they necessary. Moving slowly between Vas
hanging legs, the young Bajoran carefully reached forward to touch her
friend's incredible body. Her searching fingers made hesitant contact
with the back of Vas' right thigh. The skin was hot and moist to the
touch, and Ro was surprised to feel Vas trembling. She allowed her hand
to move across and around Vas' sweat-slick thigh, until her fingers were
sifting through the Cruzers' wet, springy pubic hair.
"Touch me, please," Vas whispered, her full, dark eyes locked to the hand
so close to her huge penis.
"Of course, lover," Ro whispered back. Then, with a deep, shuddering
moan, Vas watched as Ro's hand encircled her slippery shaft, taking Vas
fully into her hand, and gently began to masturbate her. Vas now drooled
a continuous stream of clear semen from both urethral clefts, which Ro
used to lubricate the whole of the shaft, expediting her intimate work.
And so Ro began to take Vas slowly, but relentlessly, towards still
another hot, wet climax. But one task remained to Ro before she would
begin to indulge Vas' sexual needs to the full, something she always did,
which never failed to absolutely devastate the Cruzer. Leaning forward,
she allowed her free hand to slip up Vas' body. She paused to gently rub
Vas belly, something she knew Vas *loved* (probably a holdover from her
canine heritage). She lightly ran her fingers repeatedly up and down the
wiry trail of pubic hair trailing up the washboard ridges of Vas'
well-developed abs, which now stood out with rigid definition. Vas began
to growl softly, like an animal.
Continuing upwards, Ro's hand slipped across the sweaty skin. She paused
to very gently rub each of Vas' swollen nipples, drawing a soft groan.
Vas watched, captivated, as the fingers spread the secreted syrup all over
each nipple, until they both gleamed in the light. Then Ro started
caressing Vas' lips with the sweet-residued fingers, and then actually
began sliding each finger into Vas' mouth, allowing her, forcing her to
lick them clean of the sticky sap. The now spit-wet fingers then trailed
up the side of Vas' face, and paused to lightly touch the small, teardrop
tattoo at the corner of Vas' eye.
Almost as if in response, a tear slipped from the corner of Vas eye and
slid down her cheek. She knew what was coming, but was still overwhelmed
when Ro reached up and slowly pulled off Vas' bandanna. The tears now
slid freely from both of Vas' eyes, and Ro marveled once again how anyone
could dislike such a wondrous, miraculous creature as a Cruzer. Perhaps
Ro, as a Bajoran, a race persecuted for many years by the Cardassians, was
in a unique position to feel empathy for Vas. Ro allowed her hand to
return with its prize, and placed the bandanna over her own head,
symbolically taking all of Vas' control, before turning to the task at
hand: her friend's total sexual fulfillment.
Vas' legs shook slightly in their restraints, and her toes curled and
uncurled with tension as Ro began to reacquaint herself with Vas' body.
The Bajoran stood up fluidly on the bed, giving Vas a fantastic view of
her lithe, athletic frame, as she checked Vas' bonds for security and
comfort. The binder cuffs were form-fitting, and held both of Vas' ankles
firmly, but relatively gently.
--Still-- Ro thought, tenderly massaging Vas' calves, --you're probably
going to be a bit chafed after tonight, my friend-- "I don't know why I
like fucking you so much," Ro cooed, still massaging Vas' spread legs.
"You sweat like a wild Tellarite boar, you're about as hairy, you smell
like an animal, and I've basically got to clean the whole room after you
come." The smile on Ro's lips was pure mischief.
"Yeah," Vas breathed, warming to the game, one they played often, "But I'm
a *clean* animal. And if you don't like it so much, why are your nipples
hard?"
Ro made a show of examining her nipples, before replying. "Hmmm, must be
cold in here. Maybe I'll turn up the heat."
"Hah!" Vas barked, "then you must like me to sweat." Vas smiled
triumphantly. "Face it, man, you're just into the interspecies thing. .
."
Vas' smile didn't last long, as Ro began licking the soles of Vas' feet.
Twitch as they might, they could not escape Ro's tongue, which searched
every inch before settling down to explore at length between Vas' toes.
By the time she was finished, Vas was trembling again, and breathing hard
and fast. Ro let her sensual gaze slip slowly down Vas' body, almost
raping her with her eyes, traveling down her corded, muscular legs, lifted
and parted by the spreader bar, to the hairy split of her generous, but
firm, ass. Then, Ro let her eyes linger on Vas' beautiful erection,
noting how the thick shaft was now gently urging in and out of its slitted
sheath at the normal limit of its extension, in small, involuntary,
one-inch thrusts, a sure indication in all Cruzers of extreme sexual
arousal. Ro then drank in the rest of her friend's muscular, yet oddly
feminine, frame, from her sticky breasts to her parted lips, to her short,
slicked hair, now moist with perspiration. All the while she was examining
the Cruzer, Ro was stroking Vas' calves, the backs of her thighs,
occasionally kissing and licking at her upraised, shackled, wide-spread
feet. Given the positioning of Vas' body, the quickness of the Cruzer's
breath, the tremors that were lightly running up and down her body, and
the extreme engorgement of her penis (which was now beginning to pull away
from the sticky, semen-drenched pubic hairs of her ridged belly), Ro
couldn't help but think how ripe and vulnerable Vas was for her
experimentation.
Biting her lower lip repeatedly, her brows furrowed in concentration, Vas
watched as Ro reached up and adjusted the cable from which the spreader
bar hung. Vas whispered a soft "mierda!" when she realized that Ro was
pulling Vas' legs even higher off the bed. When she finally stopped, Vas
found that her ass was now almost three inches off the bed. Vas' pubic
area, including her anus, was now totally exposed for Ro's examination and
ministrations. Vas could feel her cunt dripping into the split of her
ass, moistening the already sweat-matted pubic hair and the anus itself.
Vas even felt her vaginal secretions, mixed with her sweat, traverse the
entire hairy split of her ass and continue up the small of her back.
Meanwhile, Ro continued to drive Vas crazy by touching and lightly
caressing the insides of Vas' bronzed thighs, as well as pausing
occasionally to lick her bound feet, sucking on her toes. Vas closed her
eyes, aware that she was very close to another very deep orgasm.
Finally, Ro knelt down next to Vas and began to pleasure her in earnest,
seeking every avenue to drive this sexy, exotic, amazing woman insane with
sexual excitement. Ro gently collected the excess sap from her
thick-swollen nipples, alternately feeding the sticky honey to herself and
her lover, before beginning a slippery, intimate caress of Vas' torrid
penis.
"C'mon, Vas," Ro told her highly aroused friend, "Show me what you've got
tonight."
Ro masturbated Vas for several long minutes. No words were spoken, nor
were any necessary. It was just two friend who trusted each other
completely, and were relaxed enough with each other to share everything
with each other, including sexual relations. That fact that they were
both women, and that they were from different species, presented
absolutely no difficulties whatsoever. The depth and urgency of Vas'
grunts of pleasure grew steadily as she approached climax, truly the
finest of music to Ro's ears. Ro *loved* to listen to Vas get close to
orgasm; it seemed the closer she got, the more animal she sounded, until,
at last, at the moment of her release, Vas lost the ability to form words
to express her arousal, instead descending to more primitive forms of
communication.
"Come on. . . come on. . . come on," Ro kept repeating, like a litany, now
working diligently for Vas orgasm. One hand slipped up and down Vas huge
organ, while the other scratched her stomach (again, something Vas loved,
and yet another canine influence). Finally, Ro began to bite repeatedly
at the insides of Vas muscular thighs, at which point Vas abruptly and
*totally* lost it. As Vas' deep, almost male grunting turned suddenly
into a fierce, lusty yell, Ro successfully coaxed a really huge climax out
of Vas' bloated, shiny, semen-wet penis. As that massive orgasmic itch
began to take hold deep in Vas' pelvis and race forth into her penis,
there was a kinky, moist squirting noise. Warm, clear sexual fluids
exploded in thick, supple jets from *both* of Vas' urethras, at first
together, and then, amazingly, in alternate rhythm. Ro gently held the
exploding, angrily-swollen organ as Vas climaxed wetly all over her
heaving belly and chest. She managing to rake her entire torso with
copious, spitting threads of clear, runny juice, her own peculiar brand of
female ejaculate. It was with some surprise that a very out-of-breath Vas
lazily opened her eyes to find her own hot, orgasmic fluids running down
the left side of her cheek. Next to her head, the pillows of Ro' bed was
also streaked with warm stains. She couldn't see the trails of semen now
running down the bulkhead above her head, nor the flecks of cum in her
slicked-back hair, but she could see the wet streaks of semen that now
adorned both her legs, all the way up to her ankles. Even the spreader
bar now had the weird, clear fluid dripping from it. But Ro had witnessed
each lusty squirt of Vas' juice-laden climax, watching in awe as her
erupting penis had spit the fluid in high arcs clear over Vas' head,
splattering the bulkhead, with Vas crying out lustily all the while, her
eyes tightly-closed.
Ro estimated that Vas' orgasm had lasted over two continuous minutes; not
a record for the Cruzer, but still *quite* virile. However, it would be
more proper to say that Vas' orgasm was more like a nearly continuous
string of smaller climaxes, perhaps twenty or so, which combined to form
the classic Cruzer orgasm response mechanism. In other words, an orgasm
every six seconds for two straight minutes. This was the twisted genius
that Dr. Cruz had wrought, an inheritance which, to the present day, all
Cruzers were fully endowed with. It made for a hell of a scene. Needless
to say, Ro had not been able to avoid the torrent (nor would she have
wanted to); her chest was now liberally anointed with her friend's
secretions, which also dripped from her chin. Ro felt something wet and
warm crawling down the left side of her face, and additionally realized
that one drop had hit her right between the eyes, wetting her nasal
ridges.
"God damn, Vas!" Ro chastened her panting friend lightly, "You're messy
tonight. Feel better?"
Ro ran her finger lightly along the side of Vas' face. Her finger came
away with a clear, string-like strand, like a gossamer web, clinging to
it, connecting it with Vas' cheek. She touched it to Vas' nose with a
light, musical laugh (a laugh that Vas just *loved* ), offering a mute
testimonial to the volume of Vas' climax, before actually penetrating Vas
mouth, letting the Cruzer taste herself. Ro noted that, as was typical
after Vas orgasmed, the scent of her climax now overpowered all others. A
difficult smell to categorize, Ro had concluded long ago the the scent of
Vas' ejaculate most closely resembled an admixture of cinnamon and
oranges, fresh sweat, the heavy musk of new-turned earth or wet hay, and
perhaps a clean but somewhat acrid biological aroma, like green tree sap,
or seawater. The smell of Vas' climax was heavy in the close quarters of
Ro's bedroom: sharp, tangy, animal, and yet slightly spicy, even sweet.
Definitely unlike *anything* a human male would produce, although the
flat, bleachy quality of human semen was slightly present as well.
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