Time to Play

Hearing the woman’s irresistible voice call out made the men think they were going to fuck her and increased their manipulations.  When Fuck settled into the bucking rhythm of his brother, the asari sat on the couch and watched the trio of vorcha fucking before her. She licked her lips as she watched the effortless sexual energy exchanged between them. Barely noticeable her hand slid between her legs as her eyes widened at each suck, buck, moan and thrust the men provided. 

Me was the first to ask in between thrust. “When….do…. we…. get to… fuck… you?” A belittling laugh leapt from her lips, “I’m sorry, but only one person actually gets to touch me.” Shifting her weight on the couch, she then crossed her legs to the other side.  The enthralling asari attempted to contain the zealous wetness growing between her tender blue thighs as she sneered at the man, “And you don’t look like a human Spectre to me.” Rolling her eyes, Liara thought, ‘If she knew I was doing this again, she’d kill me. But then again, the last time she punished me for this; Goddess it was one of the best fucks we ever had. Maybe I will tell her when I get home tonight.’

From her sitting position, the coordinated asari snapped the whip high over everyone’s head as she demanded, “Fuck him harder!” The men not wanting to disappoint the woman clearly in charge, increased their pace.  The asari’s hand fondled the inside of her panties but didn’t go too far. She wanted to save some for her lover later tonight. Feeling the dampness inside, she cried out, “Yes! Come, Fuck Me!”  She repeated the term several times before the men realized that she had discreetly called them each by one of those particular names. She had this planned the whole time.

When the asari had to abruptly remove her hand from her drenched cunnie, she blasted, “Dammit Shiala!” The blind vorcha receiving the blow job of his life asked, “What was that?” The woman returned, “Nothing! I’m just blasting practically my nurse maid Shiala, for taking me to that damn exotic vorcha club all those years ago.” What the woman was also feeling, was that she wanted to cum and couldn’t. Her lover, her Spectre would know. Somehow she always knew.

Barely finishing her sentence, Fuck was the first to scream his mounting pleasure that set off a chain of other orgasms from his brothers. The asari satisfied with her private show, allowed the brothers to untie and remove the blind fold from Come. There were curious looks as each bother inspected the other. There were a series of odd exchanges as they each mentally agreed, that was pretty fucking hot.



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Outside the corridor, the three men walked away as the asari tucked herself back into her silk robe. “Night boys! Oh and remember, don’t tell anyone about this, or it will be an human Spectre fucking you in the ass with her shot gun.”  Grumbling at the threat, the men agreed looking at each other. “No one is ever to know about this, EVER!” Taking a deep breath, the vorcha formally known as Come said, “But damn, you give great head. Have you done that before?” A silent exasperated look crossed his face as, Me added, “Yeah, your ass was super tight too. I loved it! Can we do that just one more time?”

~ fin ~