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Cruzing (ff/fff/mf/nc/bd/ds/alien/startrek)
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CRUZING
Chapter Three: Friends Come Together (part 3d)
There Vas lay, squirming in heated arousal, her big cock bent in a wide
arc and plugged right back into her own tight cunt. The bowed tube
throbbed wildly in Ro's grasp, and the Bajoran's fingers could no longer
fully encircle its massively thick diameter, now over two-and-a-half
inches at the thickest part of the foreshaft, and over two inches at the
midshaft. For the next several minutes, Ro gently, lovingly abused her
Cruzer friend with her own monstrous penis, fucking about six inches of
slippery, slimy cockmeat up and back in Vas' steaming cunt, deep enough
for her own cunt to swallow the entire foreshaft and clasp it inside her
vagina.
Vas chanted "Oh, oh, oh," over and over again, her shapely face tossing
from side to side in ecstasy, as her kinky Bajoran friend performed her
tender perversions on Vas' nude, sweating, super-hot Cruzer body. "Oh, my
god, you're sick!" she gasped, her disbelieving eyes locked to the outrage
between her legs.
"Then stop getting turned on by it," Ro challenged.
Vas was now about eight inches deep into her own body. She again surveyed
in disbelief the horny tableau between her hanging, wide-spread legs,
examining in explicit, wild detail her own lust inflamed penis, now no
more than a tight bow of thick, hot flesh, springing from between
stretched pussy lips and curving forward immediately to plunge headlong
immediately back into her horny cunt, two massive, steaming cylinders of
erect cock passing each other like freight trains on separate missions of
sexual fulfillment. There was a burning, liquid warmth deep in Vas'
belly, a fierce fire which even now was spreading like a wet, velvet
blanket throughout her loins. Vas hot cunt sucked strongly on her big,
wet organ, jealously tugging the slippery foreshaft deeper into her wildly
excited body. But her pussy's grip was not strong enough to keep it
locked into her vagina, as Ro tightened her grip on the slippery shaft's
midpoint and began to pull Vas' cock slowly from its warm, wet confine.
Ro knew that playtime was over, and that her Cruzer friend was almost
ready to fuck. Vas' huge, beautiful penis was now getting quite firm, and
to keep the shaft bent double any longer would shortly begin to cause Vas
quite a lot of pain. And so, with great care, Ro eased the massive
cylinder from Vas' wide-stretched cunt. Vas cried out momentarily in
sexual torment as Ro pulled the lovely, astoundingly-swollen cockhead from
Vas' pussy. It popped free with a wet, sucking sound, and Ro very gently
eased the long shaft straight again. Vas obscene penis immediately sprang
to full, rigid attention, flushed and dripping with sweet, juicy cum and
glistening with the moist secretions from Vas' own vagina. But best of
all, Vas' "knot" was now just beginning to emerge from her penile sheath.
"Shit, Vas," breathed Ro, gently holding Vas' massive sex organ up for
their mutual inspection and masturbating it vigorously. "That is so
fucking sexy! I love to watch it come out. . ." Like the Terran dogs
whose DNA Vas' was mated with, Vas possessed a knot, a large bulb-like
swell at the base of her penis, a trait all Cruzers shared. And again,
like canines, the knot was designed with one purpose in mind: to lock the
penis in the vagina during intercourse; however, unlike dogs, whose knot
served a purpose (that of increasing the chances of conception by
preventing a premature interruption of the male dog's ejaculation),
Cruzers were each endowed with a knot because Dr. Cruz had wanted it that
way, because it thus made the simple act of sexual intercourse with a
Cruzer something infinitely more obscene, and, for the adventurous woman
(or man), a sexual act of unparalleled kink.
The massive sexual weapon was reflected in Ro' wide, dark eyes, like a
totem of some bestial, forgotten demigod. "I can't believe your knot
exposed," Ro breathed in amazement. "I though it only did that when I
feel up your prostate. . ."
"Believe me," Vas gasped, clearly in the process of being total
overwhelmed by the tender perversions of her girlfriend, "*Nobody's* ever
done what you just did to me. . ."
Vas' voice dissolved into a deep moan of pleasure as Ro began *slowly*
sliding her fingers down the long, swollen organ, caressing the Cruzer's
oversized foreshaft and spreading her preliminary issue all over it,
before moving downwards over the constricted midshaft. Even there, in the
slimmer middle section of Vas oddly tapered penis, Ro's fingers would no
longer encircle the huge, throbbing spear. Vas was massively swollen now,
well over twelve hot, almost fully erect inches long and very, very thick
indeed. Ro could see the tender, bright-red connective tissues at the
base of her immense penile sex-organ, just behind the knot, and the huge
knot itself, now fully exposed, was easily the size of Ro's balled fist.
Finally, Ro slid her hand all the way down the wet shaft to gently hold
Vas knot in her hand. Ro had the peculiar, and unbelievably sexual
feeling, that she was holding Vas' very essence in her hand, the core of
her very being. The huge bulb was amazingly warm, and throbbed powerfully
in her hand. She squeezed it very, very gently, and was rewarded to hear
Vas moan softly, but from the depths of her soul. Ro looked up between
Vas' legs at the beautiful woman lying in bondage before her. Vas was
bathed in her own sweat, her gorgeous, caramel body gleaming-wet in the
light, all the hair on her body drenched with perspiration and semen. The
heavy scent of her body was unbelievably erotic to Ro. To think that such
a powerful, deadly, ultracool woman could trust Ro enough to have placed
herself so *completely* into her care, blew Ro away.
It was clear to Ro that Vas' huge knot was unbelievably sensitive, because
*every* time she squeezed it, no matter how lightly, Vas would issue an
unbelievably kinky little moan of abject arousal. Suddenly, Vas gave a
short, fierce bark somewhere between pain and pleasure, and as Ro
continued to squeeze her knot slowly, Vas' pointy cock-tip began to spray
needle thin shots of clear juice. The Cruzer's towering, not-quite-hard
shaft leaned to one side in a gentle, slightly bowed free-standing arc.
Now only held by the knot itself, Vas' gigantic penis stood upright from
her rigid belly, and twitched regularly in time to Vas' heartbeat, still
lolling lazily to one side and shooting a thin, repetitious spray of that
weird, semen-like fluid all over her left thigh.
Vas was nearly beside herself with the nearness of her third orgasm of the
evening, watching her own body with semi-disbelief and regularly issuing
low, animal grunts of erotic agony. It felt like something tense and wet
and alive was forcing its way into her penis from inside her body,
something hot and angry that struggled to get out and was inevitably
winning. Vas cried out louder now, as the something began moving into the
penis itself, and she no longer felt that the organ belonged to her at
all, that it had taken on a terrible life of its own. Vas began to
whisper, "Here it comes. . . here it comes. . . here it comes. . ." over
and over and over. She was *sure* that something was moving in her loins,
struggling to get out. Suddenly, something burst inside her, and her
well-hung penis became a white-hot cylinder of exploding, shattering lust.
She screamed, and *totally* lost control over her body for three and a
half minutes
Ro was shocked by the raw violence of Vas' third orgasm. Ro was always
fascinated by the massive, mind-blowing orgasms that she could induce her
Cruzer girlfriend to have. The curious Bajoran often wondered where Vas
could possibly store all that ejaculatory fluid, especially in the
spectacular, almost unbelievable quantities that Vas displayed when she
experienced particularly long strings of multiple orgasms, the ones that
lasted minutes. The truth was that all Cruzers had incredibly
overdeveloped sexual organs. The core of the Cruzer reproductive system
was a gland called the triprostate, so named because it combined the
function of three human reproductive organs: the prostate, the seminal
vesicles, and the testicles. It was also a reservoir for semen, so as to
give the Cruzer a large and ready supply for their lengthy, copious
orgasms. The triprostate was a highly developed, intricate organ, and
very efficient at its genetically cultivated task. At the height of
sexual arousal, the triprostate could completely re-secrete its reservoir
of semen in under ten minutes, and the more stimulation a Cruzer was
subjected to, the more semen it produced; which explained why all Cruzers
produce so much preliminary discharge when aroused.
Most Cruzers possessed one such gland, which was typically about 50%
larger that of a human male's prostrate. Additionally, the gland
possessed its own fibrous muscle overwrap, which contracted strongly
during orgasm, forcing the semen through the penis with much greater
strength that that of a human male. Also, the organ was situated very
close to a soft, yielding portion of the rectal wall, which allowed for
the direct simulation of the gland itself, which was not something that
most Cruzers could stand for very long (In fact, when taken prisoner,
Cruzers were sometimes tortured in this way, with their triprostate
directly and vigorously stimulated until they quite literally lost their
minds). Inter-anal stimulation of the triprostate was typically the only
condition under which a Cruzer's knot exposed, and most Cruzers possessed
specialized sexual appliances designed for anal insertion, so as to expose
the knot and keep it exposed to lengthen the act of sexual union.
Given the complexity of the organ, it was, of all the Cruzer anatomical
structures, the most often subject to disease and mutation. Cruzers could
be afflicted with several varieties of triprostate cancer, and swellings
and infections were common, like the common cold in humans. The
mutations, however, were far more interesting. Rarely, a Cruzer was born
with a dual triprostate: sometimes, it was a single bifurcated gland, and
sometimes it was fully split into two independent, completely separate
glands. While the single bifurb gland was merely larger and more
sensitive, Cruzers with two separate triprostates were easily identified,
because their penises invariably bore two separate urethras, one connected
to each gland, instead of the normal one. Such Cruzers had the unique
ability to enjoy multiple and *separate* masculine orgasms, an awesome
experience by all accounts. Imagine having and orgasm, and then *while
ejaculating*, having *another* orgasm right in the midst of it. In
particular, the byplay of the multiple orgasms between one another,
varying in rhythm from simultaneous to alternating, and back again, was an
experience that most such uniquely endowed Cruzers found shattering in its
intensity.
Vas possessed the rarest of all Cruzer triprostate mutations, found in
only a handful of Cruzers. As was obvious from her dual urethral threads,
Vas possessed the dual triprostate mutation. *However*, each of Vas'
triprostate glands was in fact *also* bifurcated , and, moreover, hers in
particular were very muscular and *quite* large, allowing her to achieve
massive, almost unimaginably torrential orgasms. This, taken together
with the huge size of her endowment, made Vas uniquely virile among
Cruzers, and she had from an early age enjoyed an extremely rich and
varied sexual history because of it. Gluttonous at first, Vas had
participated in what the Cruzers called the "The Games", which was
essentially competition fucking, testing stamina and technique and
showcasing the wilder mutations caused by the race's unusual genetic
heritage. Although the games were now substantially less barbaric than in
generations past, they were still hugely popular on Cruz, although very
private (only a few offworlders had ever been permitted to view them, and
none had ever participated in them). Vas had won several prizes in
competitions which measured the quantity of ejaculatory fluid issued at
climax, ratio of body weight to penile length, and subjective competitions
were the taste of the ejaculate was judged. Gradually, however, Vas had
learned to control her incredible body's voracious sexual appetites, and
now shared her body only when, where, and with whom she chose to.
Sharing was what Vas was now doing with Ro. The first, preliminary issue
of orgasmic liquid was a needle-thin, unbelievably lengthy squirt of hot,
clear fluid which shot several feet in the air, spraying everywhere,
streaming from both, wide-open clefts of her beveled glans. Vas screamed
lustily, and she yanked *hard* on the restraints securing her wrists to
the headboard, which brought out her thick biceps in stark, sexy
definition. Pain and pleasure merged into a single, sexual urge for Vas
as her climax gathered strength, burning like a white-hot iron in her
thick, torrid penis. She groaned loudly as Ro tenderly but deliberately
grasped her friend's sex organ in both hands and began a gentle penile
massage, nurturing what very quickly became an unbelievably wet, vaguely
disgusting orgasm.
At first, Vas shrieked like a banshee, bucking strongly in her restraints.
The spreader bar suspending her hanging, parted legs thrummed in response
to her rather violent motions, but they held very secure, and Vas knew it,
knew she was helpless to resist the onslaught of her titanic orgasm.
Cruzers, although female, achieved orgasm in much the same way as human
males. Thus, Cruzers built steadily up to their orgasms, with the actual
feeling of the intense, hot orgasm getting stronger and stronger, until
they reached "ejaculatory inevitability", the point at which orgasm
occurred until it absolutely engulfed them, very much like human males do.
Then, there was a period of anywhere from fifteen to forty-five seconds
where the Cruzer woman knew that she was going to climax, but in which the
actual orgasm cycle itself was still gathering speed and strength. This
half a minute or so was incredibly, indescribably, passionately sensual
for the Cruzer, as her orgasm simply *burned* in her penis like liquid
fire.
Suddenly, the thin, hot squirts of fluid became a more or less
*continuous* issue of thin, sharp-sweet nectar, jetting in powerful,
drenching bursts from both slits. Vas dumped a massive, slippery load of
clear fluid all over herself, much as she had done before, only even more
copious this time. It was not unusual for a Cruzer to issue upwards of
several ounces of semen during orgasm, bifurb Cruzers perhaps as much as
six to seven ounces. Dual triprostate Cruzers sometimes ejaculated up to
ten ounces of fluid during orgasm. For Vas, however, given the
nightmarish power and complexity of her reproductive physiology, climaxes
involving semen quantities of over a pint were not at all uncommon. Her
orgasm fountained from her flared, arrowhead glans, so much so that it
appeared to Ro that Vas was urinating semen. Every exposed surface within
five feet of Vas, be it skin, bedding, carpet, bulkhead, was left dripping
with her copious issue. Ro was almost laughing as she slowly jacked Vas
big organ up and down. The woman just would *not* stop coming! After the
first titanic, wet explosion of clear, sweet juices, Vas continued to
squirt and dribble *endlessly*. The sheets under her were absolutely
soaked with her issue. Vas was herself drenched in cum, deep in the
throes of a typically interminable climax, and still her swollen,
bright-red penile organ continued to spasm and burst with hot, runny
juices, clear and sticky and wonderful. If the two women could have
measured, they would have known that Vas had just experienced a three
minute, forty-seven second orgasm, during which she had ejaculated
seventeen ounces of semen. The orgasm was so deep and total, that Vas
actually began to urinate a little at the end of it, the clear, spitting
semen turning abruptly to pale yellow for a few seconds, as Vas gave a
final, shuddering cry. Then, it was over.
Her orgasm left Vas momentarily exhausted. She could only gasp and
shudder as her beautiful friend gently masturbated her. The Bajoran's
right hand was firmly wrapped around the thick base of Vas' huge penis,
just behind the exposed knot, squeezing the thick, moist shaft slowly and
feeling it throb so powerfully. The heavy cylinder continued to drip its
juices all over Vas' coffee thighs and strained belly. Both women were
moaning softly, aroused deeply by Vas' incredibly potent climax, and their
eyes were locked to Vas mighty penis. It was difficult for Ro to even
consider Vas, with her full, thick erection, a true female anymore. She
was more like some glorious in-between creature, bred for sexual pleasure
and skill. Interestingly, this latest orgasm left Vas' gigantic sex organ
*rock* hard; it had entered its final stage of arousal: full, thick,
duralloy-hard. The blood-red shaft towered a full twelve inches over her
belly, and was so heavy that it leaned slightly to the side over her left
thigh, dripping steadily all over it. Her dark pussy lips were spread so
widely around the base of her cock that her cunt had been split open like
ripe fruit. The knot was now swollen to the size of a large fist,
massive, shiny, monstrous, covered with a fine network of crimson veins
that *pulsed* visibly.
Vas smiled proudly as Ro examined her huge endowment. Even by Cruzer
standards, Vas was titanically hung for her species. The Bajoran's
intense dark eyes roamed the straining, hungry weapon's gleaming, deeply
flushed length. Thick, fully-engorged veins had emerged from beneath its
shiny, moist surface, giving the weird sex organ an incredibly vivid,
textured appearance. Holding up Vas' huge, heavy sex weapon gently with
both hands, Ro and Vas together examined the Cruzer's torrid erection in
clinical detail. The pointy, arrow-like head of Vas' cock was still
shooting cum over and over in small, thin, but repetitive jets. Ro slid
her hands up the foot-long shaft until she was holding the organ by its
fleshy tip, forcing more juice out of each slit, which were now both
dilated almost a quarter of an inch wide. Vas moaned deeply, then shook
the semen out of her hair.
"Lover, you have *got* to untie me now, so I can fuck the *shit* out of
you," Vas breathed, her eyes closed. She was covered head to toe in a wet
sheen of commingled sweat and her own orgasmic secretions, looking
unbelievably alien, like some nubile swamp creature newly crawled from the
slime. She was indeed ready to fuck. "I will put this monster *SO* deep
up your asshole that you'll fucking taste it in your throat!"
Her friends words shocked and aroused Ro, but the Bajoran wasn't quite
done yet. With her face so close to Vas' monster-penis, she could smell
the lusty, exotic scent rising from the steaming meat, the powerfully
musky smell of an animal tinged with the light scent of cinnamon and
oranges, a scent that all Cruzers shared when they came. In fact, when
Cruzers were together, they often ran their hands all over each others'
exposed cock shafts and then massaged each other all over with the sticky
residue, wearing it as a sort of perfume. Some Cruzers even masturbated
themselves to orgasm, keeping their copious penile discharges in special
airtight jars made just for that purpose, and spread the climactic fluids
all over their bodies, both to arouse their own kind and keep their skin
supple. Vas even took it a step further, working the clear, slick fluids
into her hair, matting her short-cut, glossy black thatch into the
distinctively sleek, wet look which Vas favored.
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