As he kneels behind me, Conan reaches forward, undoing the top of my pleasure dress and letting it slither downward.
His huge fingers now cup my bare breasts, and Conan’s growl of pleasure tells me that any insecurities I’ve ever had about my body were worthless.
I’m not vain, but it’s something that has always bothered me. I’ve always been a full-figured girl, and I know that other crime lords laughed at Peter Paradooli behind his back when he chose to buy me, and the other thick, curvaceous slaves he’d purchased to serve him.
Not that I should complain. It was almost a blessing that my former owner never let men around me. I’d always feared that when a man finally saw me naked, in bed, they’d be disappointed at my full figure and generous flesh. I’m just a normal woman – more woman than most – and not like one of those perfect porn-stars in the holo-vids that most men are addicted to jerking off to.
And yet now, as these three impossibly gorgeous men grope and kiss and stare at me with adoration, longing and lust, I know that I need never feel insecure again. Not if men like these can show me such longing.
I shudder as I feel Conan’s cock throbbing behind me. I know he’s eager for me.
Conan’s huge, left hand pinches my left nipple, and my eyes roll back in pure pleasure. At the same time, his right hand travels down the curves of my body, searching and discovering all my soft flesh. Ticklish tingles turn into shudders of lust that travel throughout my body; driven by the way Conan softly caresses my stomach…
…and then his hand slips down between my legs.
I don’t even have time to process.
The instant Conan’s fingers find my soaking wetness, a sudden wave of pleasure washes over me. I grip Augustus’ cock tight in my hand, using it as a handle to try and keep myself upright as the first true orgasm of my life shudders across my entire body.
Wow.
That’s all I can think.
Wow!
I’d given myself pleasure, of course. What girl hasn’t? But until now, I’d thought that my nighttime, fumbling fingers would deliver the height of pleasure. I suddenly realize that those ‘heights’ weren’t even the base of the mountain.
The pleasure is so intense, I’d have screamed if my mouth wasn’t so full of alien cock. I can barely hold myself upright as wave after wave of lightning need overpowers my very being.
Evander can’t take it. My orgasm turns him on too much – and suddenly he grips my hair tight in his fist and forces every inch of his foot-long dick down my throat.
I feel like I’m stuffed to the limit – barely able to breath – and then his cock throbs and spurts, and unleashes torrent after torrent of cum directly down my gulping throat, deep into my eager stomach.
I can’t even swallow - the choice is no longer mine. Evander’s cock is so deep in my throat that he’s just spurting straight down my gullet.
At the same time, Conan’s huge, fat fingers are teasing the entrance to my pussy; grazing my clitoris until the sensation the pleasure had given me seems like background noise.
Finally, Evander is spent. He pulls his cock out slightly – not entirely from my mouth, but out of my throat enough for my tongue to be soaked with the taste of his hot, sticky seed.
As my mind reels with the twin sensations, I realize I’m still holding on desperately to Augustus’ thick, straining shaft. As Evander pulls his spent cock from my eagerly sucking lips, the last spurts of his scalding cum ruin what makeup I still had left, covering my face with his pearly ropes instead.
Evander steps back, and I realize that Augustus has been stroking his own dick as he watched me gulp down Evander’s load. Huge streams of pre-cum are already dripping from his shaft, and my mouth waters at the sight of them.
Conan now stands, jerking off over me beside his battle-brother as I struggle to stand on weak, wobbly legs.
“Kneel,” orders Augustus, and drop back down to my knees instantly. Staring up at the two aliens, I can see the undersides of their thick, veiny dicks and the huge balls that are clearly aching to be emptied all over me.
“Please,” I gasp. “Please.”
I’m not even sure who I’m begging at this point, or even what I’m begging for. All I’m aware of is the slutty desires that I’m still too ashamed to vocalize…
All I can think about is those two huge dicks unleashing their hot seed all over me.
The two Aurelians finally snarl in unison and I gasp as their dicks explode across me – spurting almost as one.
Stream after stream of hot, sticky cum covers my face; painting me with far more cum than any human could produce in a week – a month.
As I am degraded by their hot spurts, and turned into their personal sex slave, I feel so fucking right.
This is my place, I realize. On my knees, serving the desires of these three powerful, alien warriors.
I open my mouth instinctively, taking the continued spurts of cum between my lips and gulping them down until the two Aurelians utter satisfied groans that signify they’re finally finished.
I kneel there, gasping and soaked in cum. For a moment I’m silent, just trying to comprehend what happened. Finally, Conan extends his hand.
I take it, and he pulls me up to my unsteady feet as though my ample body weighs nothing more than a feather. My legs are shaking and weak, but Conan holds me up, staring down at me with a look of pure possession that makes me melt.
I know I shouldn’t – but I love the feeling of being owned and protected.
“We will save your friend,” Conan promises. “No man will ever hurt you again. No man will ever claim the right to you again against your will. You are ours, Ashley –
