Jets entire body tensed as Jaliera’s tongue traced every vein and line of his shaft. She highlighted each vein than “colored between the lines” with her tongue bathing each smooth section between them. It was a slow and agonizing blowjob, she teased his entire length in small pieces, torturing his painfully hard dick with her oral play. He needed more, he needed to cum, she grinned and kept giving him just enough to make him crazy and still hold him at the edge of release. He reached for her but she pulled away and slide down to bathe his balls, his plan was to fuck her tits again or her throat, thrust himself into that desperately needed orgasm, he’d never been denied this long before, Jet felt like he was sweating just from needing to cum.
His hand brushed her hair, intent on going a flash she grabbed his shaft just behind his swollen cockhead and squeezed, Jet was stunned. She held him like that, her tongue making the long journey from the base of his heavy balls to his cock tip where she took the very front of him and brought her teeth down just enough to apply pressure, let him feel it, not enough to hurt.
“Not yet stud.” She said with the front of her mouth full. “Ladies first.” She grinned and almost as punishment slide her tongue along his slit, twisting it around to slightly invade his dick, Jet almost jumped.
“You’re no lady.” He growled through gritted teeth. “You’re a slut that needs to take this monster cock.”
“Yes baby.” She moaned. “And I will, but you need to know what this sluts body can do for you first.” With that she bit down lightly and moved her head back, dragging her teeth across his sensitive head, Jet groaned. Jaliera brought her oil slick arms up and rubbed them along his shaft, dragging her hands all over his overfull nutsack, her fingers dug in and she kneaded his hefty balls. He stifled a gasp and watched his crewmate take position, her forearms together, upper arms pressed against her tits to make a squeezing cushion around the front end of Jets cock, head leaning down to cradle his tip against her neck. She began gyrating on her knees, grinding her body along the entire length of Jets cock.
“Holy fuck.” He gasped. He flexed his PC muscle to try and avoid cumming right away. Jaliera laughed as her tongue lashed at his glands.
“Go ahead baby, cum for me, I wanna feel this beast erupt.” She moaned the words. Her voice was smooth and husky at the same time, if pleasure could be a single sound that’s what Jet was sure it would sound like. He could almost visualize how wet she was, now much she needed to feel him cum. As her body massaged his iron hard fuck rod she shuddered, her eyes shutting tight, just saying the words, verbalizing her need, pushed her over the edge. When she opened her eyes Jet saw pure and shameless lust.
That look was all he needed, he lost the battle against her oiled and undulating body. With a groan the pressure in his balls released and a dam blew open. The full firmness of his balls softened, his cock widening to make room for the volume of thick jizz now rushing through his shaft. “Here it comes.” He growled, Jaliera grinned and somehow turned her twisting turning torturous full cock massage up a notch. With wild lust in her eyes she watched, actually following, the shift along Jets cum cannon as the fertile sludge made its way from his fat balls to his aching tip. She timed her next move perfectly, her cheeks and neck kneading Jets super sensitive orgasmic cockhead and her tongue lashing out to tease his glands, the effect was instant.
“Holy shit! Yeeeeaaaaaah, you fucking slut!” Jet roared, his body convulsing as his lover exponentially increased the sensitivity and intensity of his first orgasm of the shift.
“That’s it baby, empty those fucking balls, show me what you’ve got.” She purred, her hands finally coming up to grab his shaft and jerk him off as the beastly womb ram continued to spasm. Three dozen yard long finger thick ropes of molasses thick spunk geysered from Jets cockend, the blasts were so powerful and so violent they shocked the man himself. Jet knew he could cum hard, he knew he could paint a lover or two in a single emptying of his balls, he never saw, felt, or dreamed he could cum hard enough to lose his balance. His toes curled, his knees buckled under, he reached for the wall to brace himself as a grinning Jaliera jerked him off as he came.
“Holy shit.” He sighed when it was all over. Her skills had drawn out his orgasm for almost eight minutes, a long time for any man. His body was flushed and covered in a layer of sweat from it. He took long slow breaths, looking over his lover and the pool of cum he’d released. One entire section of the glass observation room was covered in his sticky virile slut paint. “What the fuck was that?”
“A start baby.” She said with a laugh. She was kneeling in a puddle of her own nectar, his orgasm having triggered one her own, her pleasure both intensified and elongated while she manipulated his. In one move she slide from below his cock end to drag her body up his before pulling him into a kiss. They moaned as their tongues dueled. Jaliera bringing her oiled leg up and around to straddle Jets thick still hard dick. His hands grabbed and squeezed the globes of her ass. She laughed through their liplock, her hips starting to shake and grind on his cock, her legs shifting so her thighs squeezed his girth and her moist needy pussy grated against his veiny bitch breaker. Jet groaned at the movement.
“Yeah baby, let me love this cock.” She said in between kisses. One of her arms wrapped securely around his thick neck, with the other she angled herself so she could reach back with the other and grab Jets cock just behind his swollen post orgasmically sensitive head. Bracing herself both in front and behind her Jaliera started rocking back and forth, slowly at first but getting faster and faster, harder, more aggressive, she sighed and gasped at the pleasure she was giving herself. “Mmmm yeah, fuck yeah.” She said panting. “Fuck…fucking god…” her voice was a breathless moan as she ground herself along Jets cock.
Jet had released her plump ass, one now free hand mauling a massive balloon tit and the other slapping the nearest cheek of her ass, he needed a few strikes to catch the rhythm of his moving target. “God you’re fucking huge.” She purred, nuzzling into his chest before turning her panting mouth upwards to meet his lips in a kiss.
“It feels bigger when I’m fucking your lungs into your brain pan.” He growled, straining to speak through the feeling of her hot snatch rubbing over his over sensitive cock.
“God I need it.” She breathed before their liplock continued. Their lips refused to part until Jaliera’s head flew back and she cried out cumming hard. She howled through the pleasure and kept grinding on him. Jet roared with another orgasm of his own, his spasming cock blasting a second thick pool of cum on top of the first. As he came Jaliera’s hand behind his cockhead jerked him furiously. Jet responded by grabbing her throat and squeezing.
“That’s it baby.” She purred. “Cum for me, keep cumming fucking hardddddd.” She stuttered as either another orgasm immediately followed or her current one increased in intensity. “Ffffuuuuuuucccckkkkkk.” Spit flew from her mouth as he head whipped back and forth while she rode out the cum. For a second time Jets knees almost gave out from the pleasure he was experiencing as his orgasm was manipulated by this incredible woman. He grunted, growled, and groaned through each painfully pleasurable second until it finally and mercifully ended. Jaliera kept going until her own pleasure got to intense for even her. She met his eyes and their kiss was violent.
At her urging Jet held Jaliera so she could swing one trembling leg over his thirty one inches of still hard cock. “Fuck my throat.” She begged, Jet didn’t waste time. He pushed her onto her knees and gripped his cockhead firmly. With her head in one hand and his dick in the other Jet brought the two together and mashed his swollen glands against her mouth. Minutes passed as Jet worked his cockhead between her pillowy lips but eventually he prevailed, his cockhead filling her mouth.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to how big it is.” He groaned and held her in place so he could started thrusting. Slowly at first, then faster, then faster, now harder, jamming her face toward his root, harder still, throwing his hips forward while pulling her head back toward him, forcing her throat to get caught in the middle. He never got tired of how tight a new lovers holes were. Jaliera was as eager as any and that made her body more accepting of his over two and a half foot size but every inch of her throat squeezed against him even as it filled with slimy spit lubricant. Jets hands squeezed her head, her chin was a mess of precum and slobber, dragged from her throat into her mouth where space was limited and reserved for the thrusting invading monster member.
Jet could still feel the oil coating his cock, rubbed in like a lotion, warming and exciting every inch of his mega member. It made him involuntarily flex his dick, making it lurch and throb in Jaliera’s throat. Every inch of his super sized fuck stick tingled with hypersensitivity as he pried open her gullet, she eagerly endured the oral invasion then made him jump when her whole throat suddenly clamped tight. It felt like the full length of her throat tensed and tightened around Jets girthy shaft. He started to ask what she was doing but Jaliera started moving her muscles, rolling them forward and back, her body squirmed and swayed, gyrating and twisting as the muscles of her throat massaged Jets body filling fuck rod. He tried to pull back, regain some measure of control over this but he was locked inside her.
“You’re one next level bitch.” He groaned, struggling to get the words out through what she was doing to his dick. He could feel her body chuckle in reaction while his cock was lodged inside her. The bimbo bodied crewman made a slow dance of rising from her knees to her feet, Jet felt the shift in his cocks angle down her throat and met her gaze. Her eyes smiled and she resumed the esophageal massage. Jet had no choice but to stand there and enjoy this. Her rolling throat muscles ground against the nerves of his shaft, she had his knees weak for the second time this shift. Jets hands dug into Jaliera’s scalp, his fingers tangling in her hair, after a few minutes of this full throated blowjob she released him. Jet felt her release him but thanks to her special oil and this mind blowing control of her esophagus, he couldn’t do anything for a moment. It felt like his cock was buzzing, every inch had been touched, teased, toyed with, and enticed, he was painfully hard to the point where he had to strain to hold himself upright.
She chuckled again and leaned forwards to give him the slightest push. Jets powerful body started to tip backwards, in a heartbeat his hands in her hair tightened their grip and his legs steadied. He firmly planted his feet. When her eyes met his again she realized he’d fully recovered, the initial shock and unexpected overwhelming pleasure of her practiced technique had faded, all she saw was lust and the power to sate this desperate primal need. Jets chest expanded as he drew in a deep breath. “Ok slut, let’s do this.” He growled, his voice rumbled from deep within him. He flexed his muscular arms, ribbons of strength bulging, his grip increased, anchoring himself to her head. Jaliera’s eyes went wide with momentary alarm then rolled into the back of her head as she orgasmed again after Jet enforced his will on her throat, pulling two feet of his cock from her squeezing gullet and putting most of his not insignificant strength into a thrust that pushed them both across the floor.
Jet watched as her body shuddered with pleasure, he’d known a handful of women who came from getting throat fucked, he knew it was more prevalent in women who worked in space, at one point he wondered why but that was a question for much later. Right now he reared back, fighting the resistance of Jaliera’s squeezing throat, and slammed his cock back in. She kept fighting him, refusing to let him pull out of her throat easily, and on his return thrusts she some how constricted her esophagus, tightening against Jets raging rock hard erection. He felt the resistance and growled with satisfaction. “Take it bitch!” He roared and threw his body into the thrust, recklessly jamming his cock in her throat, forcing her open again. He pulled back and slammed home again and again. Each thrust pushed a little more of his over two and a half foot long tree trunk cock into his current lovers mouth and throat. One hand released her head and came down hard on her plump ass. The crack of the impact echoed out of the small room and bounced around the cargo hold. Jaliera yelped in surprise then moaned in approval.
They lost track of time, Jet throwing himself forward and yanking Jaleira’s head back to try and meet his hips with every mercilessly hard thrust. His free hand switched between hanging at his side where she could see, when her eyes weren’t screwed shut in orgasm, and slapping her firm ass. “I’m not stopping until you swallow every inch.” He groaned as inch twenty nine disappeared between her lips. She sighed and moaned around his mouth stuffing manhood. Strands of thick drool stretched from her mouth and chin to the floor, connecting her to the deck like a whorish leash, the strands thick and flowing as more of the throat slop was dragged out by Jets thick veiny cock then mashed against her face as he forced it all back in. Jaliera could feel the pool of blow residue expanding around her knees. Her body shuddered again and she moaned out her pleasure. Jet could only chuckle, he’d never had a slut that came this much from foreplay and oral sex, namely throat fucking.
Inch thirty was a fight but he managed to find room, push aside, or squash something to make room to house his dick. His huge heavy balls had been swinging and sloppily smacking against Jaliera’s firm fat tits, his testes completely covered in a thick mix of slobber and precum, the twin orbs crashing into her chest balloons. He felt them expand with an ever growing load, the cum factories motivated by the continued copulation and producing more and more of the thick white fertile goo. Jet had reached his boiling point but held it back, he wanted to fully impale his crewmate, let her feel what it was like before he emptied his balls in her belly but it wasn’t easy. The woman's continued gyrations make it difficult for him to concentrate. His eyes followed her body as it moved, slithering back and forth even as she was anchored by his clamping hand and her body recoiled with the power of his thrusting. This woman was a full service slut, her holes pleasured his cock, her body movements pleasured his eyes, and her loud satisfied moans pleasured his ears, there wasn’t anything about Jet this woman didn’t stimulate.
Every movement and moan was played up to make a better show for her lover but Jaliera always got off on performing. She’d studied on Mars with their famous sex massage houses, to learn sex was an art that could bring as much pleasure to both the audience and the artist. Several years spent fucking and practicing, practicing to fuck, working out, toning and enhancing her body for when she could take the on biggest cocked studs and hottest bimbo whores. She’d learned how to get herself off by doing very little, how she could make herself horny and even cum without needing toys, a lover, or her own hands. She spent her days fucking and her nights dancing in one stage or another for crowded clubs, with the goal of making herself cum, it took a year to learn she fondly remembered the back rooms of the clubs filled with bimbo bodied performers all dancing for themselves and grinding against imaginary lovers, the rooms filled with panting sweaty bodies moaning and screaming in orgasm as they achieved their goal.
She squealed as she came again, hard. The sound muffled with Jets cock stuffed in her throat. Tears poured from her eyes as she shook with the pleasure. Jet ignored it and continued, he was so close to shoving his entire dick down her throat but his balls wouldn’t be denied, the pressure and pleasure built and built, he growled with the effort of holding it back. His massive cock sawing in and out of Jaliera’s throat was relentless. Her lips, tongue, and teeth scraped, tasted and teased and every oversensitive inch of his thrusting and throbbing fuckmast she had access to. While she moaned and endured the deep core drilling of her throat Jaliera managed to catch Jets eyes. The new spacer super studs face was twisted with effort, torn between trying to face fuck her head off while doing everything in his power to not cum, it was a fight better and more experienced lovers rarely won when paired with the buxom uber babe. Jet groaned, Jaliera hummed and moaned around his cock as it battered its way through her body in response.
She could feel him straining, seeing it one his face was one thing but his cock actually felt like it was going to explode, it throbbed and flexed, the muscle wanting to loosen and empty the attached balls but its owner consciously holding it back, fighting his own body to prevent what was coming, trying to delay what was already starting. She could feel it, his precum had changed, sweet salty fertile syrup was added to the clear pre, thickening the mix.
Jet was pushing himself, he felt the orgasm begin. He held it back, it was painful but he was determined. What would have been a mind blanking eruption of molasses thick baby batter was a single blast, powerfully jetting from his cockhead but cut short by his clenching muscles as it was going to be the first and dozens, if he let it truly start he’d never stop it until his cum ran its course. “Come on, come on.” He growled, he saw Jaliera’s eyes locking on him, he tried to avoid her gaze, some part of him knowing if he looked into her eyes he’d lose whatever hold over his painfully overstimulated dick he had.