Specimen Collection Part 3

Specimen Collection Part 3

 

Cum. There was cum everywhere. The pearly fluid coated every inch of her body, droplets falling from her erect nipples. Streams of it poured out of her stretched vagina, her tunnel clenching frantically to keep as much warm, sticky cum inside of her. She tried to use her hand to shovel more cream into her box as she swallowed more and more of the salty fluid down her throat. She rubbed more and more cum into her rock hard clit with her other hand, desperate to get off for the umpteenth time that night.

 

Suddenly, Mura woke up in her chair on the bridge of her ship, fingers still crammed in her pussy from her frenetic masturbation. "A dream?" she said aloud, "I didn't know Glitch could dream... That doctor has really changed me." She slowly drew her fingers out of her stuffed snatch, reveling the feelings of her smooth fingers rubbing her walls. The dream still fresh in her mind, she noticed that she was still in orbit around the ocean moon where she collected her first sample. The warm cum in her tanks must have lulled her to shutdown.

 

Her fingers still coated with her femcum, she lazily scrolled through her galaxy map, looking for her next target. This time, she wasn't some virgin stammering nervously to an alpha ape-man. She was a seductress on the hunt. She needed to craft a cunning scheme in order to get the best males, with the best cocks and the best cum.

 

Her eyes fixed on one system. Her nav computer told her that it was home to a planet renowned for its warriors. Specifically, its traditional Hylotl warriors, training in seclusion. A smile formed on her full lips as she ran her tongue over them.

 

She punched a few keys on her computer and stood up as she heard her 3D printer whir to life. Not wanting to repeat the mistakes of her first visit, she had decided to make herself some appropriate clothing. The printer popped out a smooth green kimono, followed quickly by a face-covering of the same color. She donned them quickly and took a look at herself in the mirror. As she cocked her hip, she admired her curves, accentuated by her new garment. She practiced her lusty look, and her eyes gained an enticing gleam. She walked over to the computer and punched in the coordinates for her next world with an excited zeal.

 

As the ship jumped to FTL, she sat in the chair and rubbed her belly, relishing the warm fullness that her first sample gave her. She realised that she wanted more, much more. She was going to have to find a way to get more from her future partners. She buckled in, waiting for the shock of coming out of FTL.

 

With a mighty THUMP the psychedelic display of FTL in the windows faded to a serene view of a very cold-looking planet. It had massive polar ice caps, encompassing almost 3/4ths of the planet, save for a strip of green foliage surrounding the equator. Her nav computer told her exactly where to set down, but it all looked the same to her.

 

As her ship touched down with the slightest of jostling, she stepped out, looking like the classiest geisha ever to live. She walked amongst the small village, hips swaying tantalizingly. Several Hylotl men, in full samurai armor, looked out from the huts in which they were practicing their arts. She could tell by a multitude of signals that they were rather starved for female company. Her olfactory sensors were overloaded with the scent of male musk, cum waiting to be set free.

 

Her eyes focused on the largest hut of the small cluster of houses. She sauntered up to the door and gave a very deliberate knock. As she heard footsteps nearing the door, she shivered in excitement at the prospect of getting another full load of cream. The door opened swiftly, and there stood quite the specimen of Hylotl form. The man stood at least 6 and a half feet tall, muscular body barely concealed by the smooth robe he wore. His stance was tall, firm, and trained. He had clearly just gotten out of a bath, as his skin was slick and shiny.

 

After a few seconds of awkward silence as the two sized each other up, Mura greeted him with a sexy husk in her voice. He simply stared quizzically back at her in response. Realizing that there would be no reason he would speak her language, she boldly took a step inside, deciding to let her body language do the talking. He looked surprised, but allowed her entry into his spartan lodgings. Sneaking a quick look behind her at her prey, she saw that something quite large was beginning to tent his robe, almost straining to be free.

 

Needing no more endorsement, she slowly undid the fastenings on her kimono, back to him. She let the silky cloth fall to the floor with a swish, revealing her wide hips and hand-filling ass. Still gawking, the Hylotl undid his own robe, wadding it in his hand and throwing it into another room. She turned around, revealing her other charms, eager to get a look at her prospect. She smiled under her face-covering as she saw that his cock matched the rest of him. It was very long, and quite thick, and slick with moisture. His body was incredibly well-muscled, clearly the result of strict training and a life of discipline.

 

His cock was semi-erect, hanging between his legs, almost to his knees, but it quickly began to fill with more blood, finishing with a firm erectness that matched his pose. Not wanting to wait another second, she fell to her knees, the need for his meat filling her to her core. She looked up at him pleadingly, naturally submissive before this rock of a man. He took a step forward, recovering from his shock and willing to take charge, before stopping right before her body at his feet. She lifted the fabric in front of her mouth, took his gargantuan pole in one hand, and gave the tip a kiss.

 

A shudder ran through his body, showing how long it had been since he had gotten any stimulation. Knowing nothing about their order, she had no way of knowing if he had ever been with a woman. These thoughts melted away as she began to take his slick member deeper into her mouth. She began to gulp down the precum he was producing in alarming quantities. She could only hope that he had as much cum to give.

 

The cock stretched her lips wider and wider, head pushing farther into her throat. Her throat opened wide to accommodate the intruder. The salty, slightly fishy taste of his cock made her pussy quiver, already leaking copiously due to the eroticism of the act. She was jolted back to clarity as her lips touched his base, and she realized she had taken the entire dick to the hilt. She swiveled her eyes upwards and saw the Hylotl's shocked face gaping down at her, amazed at her feat.

 

She began to pull off of his cock slightly, feeling his head rubbing her throat, leaking pre all the way. She began to move faster and faster, forcing him to fuck her throat as the pressure in his balls began to build. Out of pleasure, he took her head in his hands and began to take charge, moving her head faster and faster, with more and more force. His three eyes closed slowly as an almost pained expression grew on his face, before jamming his cock as far down her throat as he could. He began to cum, pumping huge quantities of thick, hot cream directly into her tummy. She closed her eyes in rapture as it flowed to her very core, satisfying a deep need.

 

She pulled her head off of the monster cock, feeling it slide out of her, depositing what little cum remained on her tongue. The facial covering fell back into place. His rod softened slightly, but she realized that she wanted more. She laid her back on the ground, hand reaching down to spread her pussy lips apart. Cock immediately springing back to attention, he clearly got the signal, picking her up gently and wrapping his arms around her. She sighed and reciprocated, arms unable to meet around the back of the massive man.

 

She felt his cockhead gently nestling in her sopping snatch, and she lowered herself down onto it, feeling it split her loins open with its size. She gasped and moaned as its hardness rubbed her walls as she took it inside her once more. Finding no more cock to fit inside her, she realized that she had reached his hilt again. She slowly looked up at him, pleadingly, submissively. He began to piston his meat in and out of her soaked sex. The sensations were exquisite, nothing but pleasure, as she did not have the capacity to feel pain.

 

Still sensitive from his first orgasm, she could tell that it wouldn't be long until his next. Taking one of her hands from his back, she reached down to her clit and began to furiously massage it. Already incredibly turned on from the earlier blowjob, the cum already inside her, and the thought of getting even more, it didn't take much to drive her over the top. She cried out in pleasure, box clamping frantically at the throbbing tumescence inside it. This, in turn, triggered his orgasm, and he began to deposit a second massive load deep into her snatch. It seemed to go on and on, unending cum shooting into her artificial womb, until she could take no more and it began to spurt out around his cock.

 

Overloaded from the amount of pleasure she had just received, she blacked out. Her dreams were filled with cock and cum.