Chapter 7: Midpoint
My body was a storm of confusion and desire, writhing and twisting under the caresses of my alien lovers. The scent of their alien pheromones filled my lungs, intoxicating me as I reveled in the shadows of the moon-like structure looming above.
"Please, more," I begged, my voice drenched in raw, primal desire. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed them.
All three of them. I needed them to fill my aching body with pleasure that would obliterate my earthly concerns and ignite my senses. My hips wiggled with each stroke they teasingly delivered, my slickness dripping onto the cool, alien sand beneath me. I was their slave to lust and ecstasy, and I couldn't have been more willing.
The golden-scaled alien lowered himself between my legs, his serpentine tongue flicking out to taste my core.
"Oh, fuck!" I cried out, my hands darting to his head, gripping his horns as he devoured me. I was wild with sensation, and I needed to feel more.
"Make her come," the bluish-scaled alien demanded, their voice dripping with a lust I had never heard before.
The golden-scaled alien's tongue flicked faster, teasing my clit with its warm, wet pressure. I threw my head back and moaned as the aliens' pleasure coursed through me like a tidal wave.
Their touch, the feeling of their rough, wet tongues against my slick, wanton body—it was all too much, but I wanted more.
The golden-scaled alien's tongue worked wonders, sending shockwaves of pleasure radiating from my core outwards.
The other aliens watched in awe as I writhed beneath their lover's tongue. Their eyes were wide, entranced by the way my body trembled and shook.
It was then that I felt the third alien join in on the feeding frenzy.
The bluish-scaled one reached down and began stroking my breasts, his grip tight and forceful as he pushed them together. My nipples became taut, fully erect, and waiting to be tormented. His hand switched back and forth, between squeezing my flesh to nearly painful levels and circling the nipple with just enough pressure to make me gasp and ache for more.
This was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. They were different species, after all, and this fact alone made me even more excited.
"Damn," I muttered, barely able to form a coherent sentence. The bluish-scaled alien chuckled, and his tongue darted out, running lightly across my right nipple, tracing a delicate line that made me shiver.
I watched in awe as his tongue split like a snake's, swirling around the hardening bud. I couldn't help but cry out at the sensation, grasping his head and pulling him closer.
At the same time, another tongue flicked at my left nipple, and I noticed it belonged to the golden-scaled one—he had switched places with the blue. The tender tugs at my sensitive buds sent electric currents running down my spine, awakening nerve endings I didn't know existed. The pleasure threatened to overtake me.
My body felt like it was on fire, but not in a bad way. I was burning with their passion, their need, and my own raging lust. I wanted to feel all of them inside me, filling me the way only they could.
The bluish-scaled alien grabbed hold of my hand, guiding it down to their erection. I wrapped my fingers around it, marveling at its girth and length. This was not some tiny, insignificant dick. It was monstrous, and I couldn't wait to feel it inside me.