Nex Starshine, Jack-of-all-Trades - Job 8: Date with a Sirian

Nex Starshine, Jack-of-all-Trades - Job 8: Date with a Sirian

A new Nex chapter I had in mind since C.C.’s first appearance in chapter 2, yet it was surprisingly hard to write as I had it in the works since late May.

Contains: F/F, alien girl, shortstack, huge breasts, big ass, size difference, cunnilingus, hidden vibrator, breast worship, strap-on/futanari (I let you decide), blowjob, deepthroat, vaginal sex, anal sex, titfuck, excessive cum.

Enjoy!

Nex Starshine, Jack-of-all-Trades - Job 8: Date with a Sirian

It was the first time in Matron only knows how long that Nex Starshine awoke alone in her room in The Crimson Dome. Between the wild nights she had enjoyed at the Starlight Resort and having had a hell of a time when it came to delivering one of the inhabitants from the planet Blorb meant that the Xyli was quite exhausted when she returned to the station of Floating Eden.

The Jack-of-all-Trades grinned as she remembered returning to the Starlight Resort where she opened her suit and allowed the little vibrating men made of slime crawl out of her her abused soaked holes, right in front of her client. The beautiful human woman who had ordered her to retrieve them had looked equal parts horrified and aroused, but if Nex had to guess arousal won out in the end as she received quite a hefty bonus for retrieving multiple specimens. And, Nex assumed, the show.

‘I did miss those little guys on the way back, though…’ Nex mused as her fingers dipped into her sodden honeypot. Feeling their hot, small bodies vibrate violently as she focused on flying her ship had been a far better experience than any of her toys could have given her.

With the memories of those sensations now at the forefront of her mind, Nex’s slender digits sped up and soon the slick sounds of her fingers sliding their way in and out of her muff resounded through her suite. The Xyli was moaning quite loudly now. If her neighbours weren’t awake before, they were now! Her fingers moved even faster as she imagined one of them knocking on her door demanding to knock it off, only to join in on the fun as soon as Nex opened the door. It was a situation straight out of the most corny porn holovid, but something that had happened to the Xyli before…

So Nex grinned to herself and purposely moaned and squealed a little louder. Unfortunately, there was no knock on her door. Her old, clunky round holophone on her bedside table did start to ring, however.

‘Damn it!’ Nex hissed as she pulled her fingers from her gash and wiped them off on the sheets before answering the phone. ‘Nex Starshine, Jack-of-all-Trades speaking.’

Her holophone projected the face of the caller, and it was someone she recognized. Carmine Cerise, also known as C.C., the secretary of Manorro Reef an Ahin who she caught a Sorga for months and months ago. Her normally red skin was tinted green thanks to the holographic projection of Nex’s phone, but it was hard to mistake her for another Sirian. Especially with that chest.

‘Miss Starshine,’ C.C. mused, apparently unfazed by the Xyli’s nudity. ‘I have a job for you. If you would like to discuss it, then please get dressed and meet me down in the lobby.’

‘Wait, you’re already here!?’ Nex asked, antenna springing upwards in surprise.

But C.C. had hung up.

‘Well, let’s see what she wants.’ Nex muttered. ‘Who knows, maybe she can even help me blow off some steam,’ the Xyli added as she hopped off her bed and rushed towards the bathroom. ‘After all, she is the one who so rudely interrupted me…’ Nex mused with an impish grin as she jumped in the shower and continued to pet her sodden pussy.

*  *  *  *

A few minutes later Nex arrived in the lobby wearing a short, white skirt that clung tightly to her broad, baby bearing hips with blue stockings that were a few shades lighter than her skin and went up past her knees. The last piece of her outfit consisted of a pink top that exposed a lot of her flat belly and slim waist. It clung tightly to her huge blue breasts and had a heart shaped hole in it to expose plenty of cleavage.

‘Ah, there you are.’ A cool, female voice called out.

And there C.C. was. The Sirian was standing by the reception desk, across from the woman that manned it. Both were tall, it was one of the things the Sirians were known for, and bespectacled as well. But the difference was obvious. C.C. was nearly a head taller than the woman she had been speaking to and almost made the receptionist look like a little girl with the expansiveness of her bust and hips. Not only that, with her sharp, angular facial features and bearing she more resembled a noble lady than a secretary.

‘I have just settled your bill with The Crimson Dome, C.C. explained as she approached the Xyli. She was dressed like the last time Nex had seen her. In black heels, with fishnet stockings and a knee length skirt that was combined with a black suit which had to have been custom made to fit over her enormous chest. ‘So if you are quite finished with gawking at me, I would like to discuss the nature of the job I am offering you.’ The Sirian added with an amused little smile on her plump, black lips.

‘Of course!’ Nex announced gleefully as she hopped onto one of the plush red benches placed around the lobby, legs dangling off the edge as she kicked them back and forth. ‘I do anything from Bounty hunting-’

‘-to babysitting.’ Carmine finished. ‘I remember. Still, you’re free to tell me “no” if this job is not to your liking.’ The Sirian explained.

‘Clearly you don’t know what I’ll do for the right amount of credits!’ Nex giggled. ‘But now you’ve got me all curious! Tell me, what do you want me to do.’

‘Well,’ C.C. began as she cleared her throat. ‘This is my first day off in…I don’t even know anymore. So I would like to pay you to show me around Floating Eden today, perhaps spend a meal together and, ahem, “keep me company” at night.’ Carmine explained, cheeks looking even redder than usual.

‘Sure, I can do that.’ Nex replied without missing a beat, before hopping off of the couch and approaching the hotel’s exit.

‘It’s doesn’t make you feel like a, eh, like a prostitute?’ Carmine asked awkwardly.

Nex grinned. She couldn’t help it, seeing the normally composed Sirian like this was simply adorable. But with a shake of her head she confirmed that she had no problems with the arrangement. ‘Xyli don’t really have those kinds of hangups. By the Matron, we have plenty of temples in the home system where visitors get to pump a Xyli full of cum just so we can keep the race going.’ The Jack-of-all-Trades announced cheerfully.

‘Uh…’

‘Anyway, ready to go?’ Nex asked Carmine while the Sirian was still trying to process what the Xyli had just told her.

* * * *

For the next few hours, C.C. was dragged along by the hand by the much shorter Xyli. On the enormous domed ceiling of the station a blue, cloudless sky and a bright yellow sun was projected. Old-fashioned trams and supply carts noisily passed them by as Nex and Carmine travelled the slender black pathways from storefront to storefront. Mostly to window shop, but every now and then Nex dragged the Sirian secretary inside one of her favourite stores.

‘Are you sure this is necessary?’ Nex could hear the exasperation in Carmine’s voice from the booth she was changing in. Not that that was especially hard, seeing as all that separated them was a holographic curtain with the words “OCCUPIED” on it.

‘Well, yeah!’ Nex replied excitedly. ‘This is supposed to be your day off, but you’re dressed like you’re ready to head into work any moment now.’

‘I suppose that is true…’ The Sirian agreed reluctantly. ‘But I am not exactly sure about this.’

‘If you don’t come out, I’m going to come in!’ Nex said teasingly.

A heavy sigh passed C.C. lips and with a push of the button, the holographic curtain disappeared. However, before Nex had a chance to react the taller woman yanked the short blue Xyli into the booth with her before the curtain reappeared.

‘So, how do I look?’ The Sirian asked as confidently as she could muster while placing her hands on her wide hips.

Nex looked C.C. up and down approvingly. She still had her hair pulled back in a bun and black-rimmed glasses perched on her nose, but had done away with her professional attire. Now she was dressed in a low cut black top that showed enough cleavage of her enormous bust to lose someone of Nex’s size in. Instead of a skirt, she now wore a pair of black and red short shorts that seemed to have trouble containing her broad, baby bearing hips and explosive backside. In fact, as she turned around Nex didn’t miss the way in which the top of her bulging buttcheeks peeked out of the tiny garment. Finally, she had exchanged her heels for comfortable, dark red sneakers. Though obviously, she was still far taller than the Xyli.

‘Mmm…I like it!’ Nex purred, while she cheekily raised her hands up and moved them towards the waistband of the Sirian’s shorts.

‘I am happy to hear that,’ C.C. replied with a relieved smile on her plush black lips. ‘So let’s take these items to the register and continue to enjoy our day.’ The Sirian added, as she grabbed the shorter woman’s wrists and shooed her out of the changing booth.

A few minutes later, C.C. and Nex left the store with several bags. One had Carmine’s old clothing in them, but Nex didn’t know what the other two were for. When asked, the tall Sirian had only responded with a mysterious ‘You’ll see…’ so the Xyli did her best to take her mind off of it as she focused on showing C.C. the rest of the station.

There was one more store where they stopped. It was one very familiar to Nex seeing as it was her favourite sex shop. She returned with a small black bag and did not show C.C. what was inside of it. Instead repeating the Sirian’s own words back to her with a smug ‘You’ll see…’

* * * *

When it was finally time for Nex and C.C. to return to The Crimson Dome the station’s lights had already dimmed, indicating that it was now considered night time. When she spotted both the Xyli and the Sirian the receptionist told Carmine that: ‘Everything has been set up.’, after which C.C. gave one of the bags from the clothing store they visited to Nex while keeping the other one for herself.

As Nex was shooed into her room by both of the Sirians she waited a few moments, hoping they would come back in. When that didn’t happen, she checked her bag and pulled out a small, fancy white dress with matching white pumps as well as some lacy white lingerie.

‘Oh~ classy!’ Nex purred as she stripped out of her current outfit. ‘I wonder what C.C. has planned?’

After a few minutes Nex was dressed in the lingerie C.C. had provided for her and was checking herself out. It was immediately obvious that the material did a poor job of hiding anything. It was sheer enough to show off her plump blue labia through her panties and, while the bra supported her huge chest, her thick dark blue nipples were still clearly visible as they tried to poke through the fabric.

‘C.C. you naughty girl!’ Nex whispered to herself as she turned around and struck a pose. Glancing over her shoulder she looked at the way in which her blue buttcheeks bulged out of the fabric of her panties. At a glance, the garment looked like it was a few sizes too small. Yet, it fit her comfortably.

‘Miss Starshine, are you almost ready?’ The voice of the receptionist came.

‘In a minute!’ Nex replied cheerfully, as she threw her dress on and stepped into her pumps. The fancy white dress automatically tightened around her body in all the right places while the straps of her shoes afixed themselves.

Nex spent a few more seconds observing herself in the mirror. Taking in how much cleavage the strapless white garment showed and how high the slit in the dress went up her legs, but then she approached the door. She only stopped near the shopping bag she had procured during her and C.C.’s trip around Floating Eden, and removed some of its contents.

‘I’m sure she won’t mind if I spice up tonight’s dinner just a teensie bit.’ Nex giggled, as she hid the “toy” she had taken in one of her stockings…

* * * *

A little while later, Nex and C.C. found themselves sitting across from each other behind a small table underneath the eponymous “dome” of The Crimson Dome. Red pinpricks of light danced above them, depicting Sirian constellations and the occasional work of art as all the little “stars” gathered together.

Like Nex, Carmine had gotten all dressed up. Her dress was was black and backless, seemingly only held up by the thin cloth straps that had been tied around the Sirian’s slender neck. The garment was also very, very low cut. When C.C. had first greeted her at the table Nex had been able to see her bellybutton. And although the Xyli had only seen her black stockings, she assumed that Carmine was wearing a similar set of lingerie to hers underneath fancy dress. Of course, if she was wearing a bra then Nex was quite curious as to what it would look like…

Early in their dinner. Well, basically as soon as it had started. Nex “accidentally” swiped one of her forks from the table. Before C.C. could offer to pick it up, Nex hopped out of her chair and dove underneath the table. Obviously, she found her fork immediately. But it clearly wasn’t why she had come down here. With a mischievous grin, she pried the Sirian’s long, shapely legs apart while she fished something from one of her own stockings. A soft, surprised gasp came from above, but Carmine didn’t offer much resistance. Clearly, the tall Sirian had expected that something like this could happen.

‘Honestly, could you not have waited until after dinner?’ C.C. hissed softly.

‘Nope!’ Nex answered cheerfully, and loud enough to be heard by anyone nearby.

Nex heard the Sirian mutter something and laugh nervously. Her mischievous grin widened as she chose that moment to pull aside the taller woman’s luxurious black panties. C.C. nervous laughter rose in pitch as the Xyli’s small, dexterous digits brushed over Carmine’s plump labia. Despite the fact that the Sirian had chastised her for not waiting longer, Nex’s fingers came back wet and shining.

‘Still, is she wet enough?’ The Jack-of-all-Trades asked herself as she eyed the toy she had retrieved from her stocking.

The toy in question was a small, wireless egg-shaped vibrator that would easily fit into C.C.’s twat, even when accounting for the fact that most of the orifices of Sirians were tighter than those of the other races. Nex clearly thought that she needed to arouse Carmine further, however, and placed her head between the tall woman’s thick thighs.

‘Please do not misunderstand, I love that tongue of yours, but do not use it now!’ C.C. begged as she reached under the table with one hand and tried to push the Xyli’s head away.

Unfortunately for her, Nex was faster. The Xyli’s long, purple tongue slid out past her plush black lips and up into C.C.’s tight, wet cunt. She heard the Sirian gasp again, this time louder and sharper, followed by more muttering and nervous laughter. Laughter that started to sound increasingly more unhinged as the Jack-of-all-Trades’ tongue wiggled around inside of Carmine and expertly teased her folds. Eventually, the taller woman seemed to decide that it was probably better to remain silent instead of trying to explain to the other patrons within The Crimson Dome what was going on. If that was in fact what she was doing.

For the next few minutes, Nex continued to tease the Sirian’s soaked box with her tongue and eagerly drank down her client’s juices. But now that C.C. had gone quiet, and tried her hardest to suppress her moans of pleasure, Nex decided that she had had her fun and gently pulled her tongue out of Carmine’s sodden quim. In response, the Sirian heaved a sigh of relief. A sigh that was instantly replaced by a grunt when the Xyli pushed the small, egg-shaped vibrator she had been holding into the taller woman’s cunt.

Satisfied with the work she had done, Nex fixed C.C.’s underwear and closed her legs for her before crawling back out from under the table with her fork. She ignored the curious looks and judgemental glares as she hopped back in her seat, where she wiped her mouth clean of C.C.’s orgasmic juices with one of the provided napkins. No sooner was she finished with that, or one of The Crimson Dome’s waiters appeared next to her.

‘I am so sorry for the wait ladies, but as you can see we are swamped today.’ He apologized. ‘Now, is there anything I can get you to drink while you think of what to order?’ He asked, pulling out a small tablet and pen.

‘No, thanks.’ Nex replied. ‘I’m not thirsty anymore.’ She added, while flashing an impish grin in C.C.’s direction.

‘Alright, what about you, ma’am?’ The waiter asked C.C..

Just before Carmine could reply, Nex twisted the knob on the little controller she still had hidden in her stocking. C.C.’s mouth snapped shut as she tried to suppress a moan. Meanwhile, a soft buzzing sound came from underneath the table, leaving the waiter looking confused as he glanced from C.C. down to the table. Not giving the young man any time to ponder what was going on, C.C. quickly placed her drink order.

‘I… I will just have some water, please!’ She stated through grit teeth.

‘Very well, ma’am!’ The waiter replied as he wrote something down on the tablet and moved onto the next table.

C.C. let out a sigh of relief as she eyed the waiter leaving, only to release a moan as Nex gave the knob on the remote stuffed in her stocking another turn. The Xyli watched with an amused smile as Carmine brought her fists down on the table. The buzzing sound from underneath the table had grown even louder and Nex’s smile widened even further as she watched poor C.C. clench her teeth.

‘Careful now, C.C.,’ Nex cooed. ‘People might found out something is going on…’ She teased, as she turned the knob on the remote down a tad.

‘I-I think people al…already found that out when you came out from under…underneath the table!’ Carmine hissed, beads of sweat running down her forehead.

Hm…True,’ Nex mused as she tapped her plump bottom lip with her index finger. ‘Guess I might as well turn this thing up further then.’

C.C. made a sound that was between a gasp and a moan to protest, but it was too late. The buzzing sound that had just faded grew louder again, making the Sirian claw at the table just as the waiter returned with a glass of water. He flashed the couple a strange look, but moved on when Nex smiled politely and waved at him.

‘So, what will you have for dinner? I think I’ll have the jumbo strawberry parfait with extra whipped cream.’ Nex asked in a conversational tone, as C.C. shakily brought her glass of water to her lips. Spilling some of the cool water all over her impressive cleavage.

‘I-isn’t that a dessert?’ C.C. asked, breathing heavily, as she opened her own menu.

‘Who says I can’t have it as the main course?’ Nex pouted.

C.C.’s only reply was a long, drawn out moan as she rested her forehead on the table.

‘That’s what I thought!’ The Xyli replied smugly.

A few minutes later, both women placed their orders. Dinner was mostly passed in silence as C.C. did her best to not choke on her food as Nex continued to play with the knob on the remote in her stocking. And when both had finished their meals, C.C. grabbed the shorter woman’s wrists and dragged her towards the Xyli’s own room. Small vibrator buzzing all the while.

‘Was…was it too much to ask to just have a nice dinner first?’ C.C. asked as Nex’s room door slammed shut behind her.

‘Apparently!’ Nex chuckled as grabbed another toy from her bag and slowly pulled her dress down. ‘Would you lock the door, please?’ She asked the Sirian, as she faced her wearing only lingerie.

Despite her apparent displeasure with the Xyli for ruining their dinner, C.C. did as she was asked. In fact, with the vibrator still merrily buzzing around in her twat she began to pull her own dress down. As it fell off, C.C. touched one of her slim shoulders, and the straps of her black bra appeared. Showing that she had, indeed, been wearing one.

‘P-perhaps I should have expected this…’ C.C. moaned as she leaned back against the closed door and slowly sank down onto the floor.

‘Disappointed?’ Nex asked with a raised, pale white eyebrow as she approached the tall, red-skinned woman.

‘Hm, not really.’ C.C. replied with a weak chuckle. One that was abruptly silence as Nex forced her plump black lips against those of Carmine.

C.C. clearly did her best to match Nex’s kiss, but the Xyli was clearly more experienced. Adding to that was the Jack-of-all-Trades’ long tongue, so eventually the Sirian just gave in and was at the mercy of the shorter woman. This didn’t pass Nex by and, without stopping her tongue, she began unclasping the secretary’s bra. Once it was off, Nex broke the kiss and dropped to her knees between C.C.’s, now spread, legs.

‘I’m not exactly flatchested…’ Nex mused as she put away the toy she had been holding to grab one of C.C.’s giant, heavy red breasts with both hands. ‘But by the Matron if these things aren’t impressive!’ She exclaimed as she jiggled the soft orb up and down.

A reply from C.C. was lost as Nex did her best to push both pumpkin-sized knockers together before attempting to wrap her lips around the Sirian’s thick nipples. With an impish grin, the Xyli managed to force both of the hard nubs into her mouth and started sucking on them. While looking up at Carmine, Nex circled her tongue around the taller woman’s nipples and as much of her heavy breasts as possible. As a result, much of her wet, dark purple tongue now stuck out of her mouth, coating the red skin of C.C. massive breasts with her saliva.

‘Per-perhaps we should have done this sooner…’ C.C. sighed as she swept back the Xyli’s white locks and teased her antenna.

C.C.’s hand remained there for a few moments and continued to tease Nex’s antenna, but she then surprised the Xyli by forcing her head down further. Nex allowed the Sirian to do as she pleased, eventually causing Carmine’s nipples to leave her mouth with a soft popping sound. Her tongue was sucked back in her mouth too, leaving a wet trail of spit over C.C.’s breasts. Eventually, Nex was left sitting on her hands and knees with her faces inches removed from C.C.’s soaked panties.

‘J-just a moment, let me make them crotchless.’ C.C. moaned as she brushed a finger up and down over her lacy panties and the fabric simply seemed to fade, putting her plump red cunt on display.

‘Would’ve been handy to know that sooner…’ Nex muttered before the Sirian forced her lips against her labia.

It didn’t take long before the Xyli’s tongue was wriggling around in C.C.’s twat like it had during their dinner. Nex forced her tongue deeper into the Sirian’s cunt, closer to the little vibrating toy she had put there herself. Carmine was quickly moaning quite loudly as the small, but stacked, woman used her tongue to wrestle with the egg-shaped vibrator. Either pushing it away and against the Sirian’s sensitive folds, or managing to wrap the tip of her tongue around it to pull it closer to the entrance of her soaked slit.

Nex kept this up until C.C. was sitting in a puddle of her own juices and the grip on her head had weakened significantly. So Nex’s plush black lips, which were shining with the Sirian’s orgasmic juices, quirked up in a smile before she finally decided to pull the vibrating egg from Carmine’s muff with her own tongue. As soon as it escaped the tall red woman’s shining folds, Nex switched the vibrator off and grabbed the other toy she had brought.

Going by the sound of C.C.’s breathing and the quaking of her thick red thighs, the taller woman was still recovering from the ministrations of Nex’s tongue as well as the vibrating egg. So, with her shining black lips still set in a grin, Nex pulled her head back further and pressed the bottom of a pure white dildo, only slightly bigger than the vibrator, against the Sirian’s stiff clit.

‘Ah! What’s this?’ C.C. yelped, eyes widening as she glanced down at her crotch.

‘Just a new toy I wanted to test out…’ Nex mused as she rose to her feet, watching closely as the small white dildo slowly grew longer and fatter.

C.C. tried to get up as well, but a clear liquid started to leak from the now nearly fist-sized crown as a bulging vein as thick as the Sirian’s thumb appeared along the length. Carmine gave the toy an experimental touch, but quickly pulled her hand away as if she had touched a hot stove while she gasped sharply. More clear liquid poured from the crown of the cock while the shaft slowly turned red, matching the Sirian’s skin tone.

‘My, everything about you is big, isn’t it?’ Nex said with an amused giggle.

‘Just…what is this?’ C.C. asked again, breathing heavily.

‘Think of it as a highly advanced strap-on,’ Nex replied as she wrapped a dainty hand around C.C.’s fat, monstrous shaft. Which elicited another moan from the Sirian. ‘It’ll probably come off when we’re both satisfied.’

‘Probably?!’ C.C. shouted, before reverting back to moaning.

‘Yes, well…it can’t be permanent. Otherwise it would’ve been a lot more expensive.’ Nex replied nonchalantly as she continued stroking the Sirian’s cock, feeling it grow harder in her hand. ‘Plus, having it be as sensitive as your clit must be a bitch!’

This time C.C.’s only reply was to show the Xyli her clenched teeth with ropes of drool hanging from her plump black lips. Nex showed her own teeth by flashing the Sirian an evil little smile before lowering her head towards the crown of Carmine’s member. It appeared even her breath touching it was enough to make this strange strap-on release more of its artificial precum and all Nex could do in response to seeing this was smile wider, before wrapping her lips around the Sirian’s cockhead.

C.C. uttered a single, sharp word in Sirian that Nex didn’t know the meaning to without the inbuilt translator of her suit, but it sounded like a curse. Obviously it wasn’t wholly unpleasant for the taller woman, as the Xyli’s cheeks were quickly bulging due to the generous outpouring of precum from the strap-on. It tasted vaguely spicy and Nex wondered if that was the standard taste of the strap-on’s artificial precum, or wether it matched the texture and taste of the ejaculate of whatever kind of species was wearing it? She wasn’t sure, she had never slept with any Sirians before Carmine. Most of them tended to be pretty uptight when it came to sex.

‘P-please…just let me catch my breath!’ C.C. gasped.

Instead, Nex shoved the small, egg-shaped vibrator up C.C.’s ass, which had been generously lubricated by all of the orgasmic juices that had been pouring from her cunt, and switched it on. Carmine shrieked loudly and quickly silenced herself by slapping both her hands over her mouth, and another outpouring of precum shot from her cumslit. Nex let the clear fluid slide out of her mouth and over the Sirian’s huge red shaft, making it shine in the light of her hotel room, before she stuck her tongue out of her mouth to lick it all up.

By now, C.C. had bashed the back of her head against the door while her heeled feet were rising off the floor. Bulges were seen travelling down the Xyli’s throat as precum continued to come forth from her distended cumslit, but Nex was only just getting started. Her stuck out tongue wrapped itself around the thick red shaft and abruptly tightened. Less precum was flowing from the head of the Sirian’s strap-on now, but her body was still shaking frantically. Then, while glancing up at Carmine through half-lidded eyes, Nex used her tongue to pull herself downwards towards the base of the artificial shaft.

‘I can’t…I can’t…’ C.C. babbled. So to tease her further, Nex forced two of her fingers in the Sirian’s juicing cunt below her new artificial cock.

When a small wave of semen came blasting from the Sirian’s cumslit, it came as no real surprise to Nex. That being said, she couldn’t swallow it all and much of it ended up spilling back over C.C.’s huge cock. Which simply meant that Nex would lap it all up eventually, because C.C.’s orgasm didn’t slow the Xyli down in the least. She simply continued forcing more of the monstercock down her throat.

‘Please…’ C.C. whined, breathing heavily. ‘I just need…a minute.’

Hearing the Carmine Cerise who was normally so stoic and in control begging like that only managed to drive Nex wilder, however. The small Xyli started to push her head down with more force, moaning loudly all the while as she gobbled up the remaining clumps of cum that were still clinging to the Sirian’s shaft. With an impish grin she also turned up the vibration of the little toy in C.C.’s ass while fingering the taller woman’s cunt with more ferocity. An exhausted, desperate moan passed the secretary’s lips, but the artificial cock making Nex’s throat bulge didn’t grow any softer.

‘Goingtocumagain!’ C.C. whimpered as Nex’s small nose bumped against her crotch. ‘Goingtocumagain!’ C.C. repeated, and she opened her mouth to say it again as the fingers in her cunt were replaced by Nex’s long tongue.

Just like she said, C.C. came again. Nex swallowed the thick, slightly spicy, load of jizz as fast as she could but even she couldn’t keep up. Ropes of the stuff sprayed from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth, but she didn’t pull away. Not until C.C. was done. Even then she pulled her head back extremely slowly, making sure that she got every last drop of cum that still clung to the Sirian’s artificial shaft. When Nex’s mouth finally popped off of C.C.’s monstercock it was shining with her spit, and still completely erect.

‘Ready to continue?’ Nex asked the Sirian.

C.C. did her best to focus on the small, stacked blue woman as she glared at over her glasses. With a grunt she kicked off her heels and slowly climbed to her feet, the toy in her ass still buzzing loudly. Nex countered the secretary’s angry glare with a cheeky little smile as she turned the vibration of the toy up a little further, causing the Sirian to stumble and nearly fall. But eventually she towered over the Xyli, her monstrous erection partially snuggled between her enormous, heavy red breasts.

‘Get on the bed.’ C.C. commanded through clenched teeth.

‘As you wish!’ Nex replied with a mock curtsy.

With a giggle, Nex rushed towards the bed. She took her bra and panties off on the way over, but left the stockings on. When she sat down on the edge of the bed, she noticed that C.C. hadn’t moved an inch. Considering how she still had her stockings on, and how the remote to the little vibrating toy was stuffed into one of them, she began to fiddle with the knob. The Sirian doubled over almost instantly and, Nex noticed, her chest looked a lot more shiny than it had before when she stood up straight once again.

‘That is it!’ C.C. growled, and she finally began to move.

Her sudden movement jostled her monstrous erection from her cleavage, confirming that it had been leaking vast amounts of precum thanks to Nex’s fiddling with the remote. The huge red pipe spilled more of its pearly fluid all over the hotel room’s floor as C.C. took one, then two big steps. She was a little closer to the bed now, but the little toy still buzzed away merrily in the Sirian’s anal tunnel, making it difficult for her to keep her balance. But she seemed determined to teach the Xyli a lesson, and Nex wasn’t about to stop her as she watched the tall, busty red woman struggle to approach her.

‘You.Can.Not.’ C.C. growled as she took three more steps forward. ‘Keep.Teasing.Me.Like.This!’ She added, finishing her sentence, as she finally stood before the Xyli. Her huge, heavy red cock standing nearly vertical and staining the sheets of the bed Nex was lying on with it’s thick, clear precum.

So, of course, Nex couldn’t resist fiddling with her little remote again. She squealed as a blast of hot precum splattered over her exposed blue boobs, which made the huge blue globes shine in a similar fashion as Carmine’s tits. Speaking of the Sirian, she had once again doubled over. But she surprised the Xyli when she suddenly grabbed her by the hips and lifted her ass from the mattress while lining her drooling cockhead up with the Jack-of-all-Trades’ gushing gash.

‘Oh no!’ Nex said over dramatically. ‘I guess it’s payback time?’

C.C. answered by shoving her hips forwards, and both she and the Jack-of-all-Trades moaned loudly as the fat, monstrous red dick parted the Xyli’s sodden folds. The Sirian had seen how the small woman had taken the truly enormous dick of her Ahin boss, but it was still surprising to feel how her new, artificial cock simply disappeared in Nex’s tight wet cunt. So much, in fact, that she briefly forgot about getting back at the Xyli for all her teasing. Fortunately, the Jack-of-all-Trades was all too happy to remind her as she did her best to wrap her stocking clad legs around her hips in attempt to pull her closer.

So when she felt the Xyli’s toes dig into her skin, she abruptly forced a few more inches of her thick cock into the short blue girl’s moist depths. Nex squealed happily, and finally twisted the knob on the little remote all the way up. Abruptly, C.C. rammed the rest of her length into the small woman, making her stomach bulge, before she froze in place. Nex watched as the Sirian chewed on her lip, desperate not to cum, so she took pity and turned the knob down again. But just as C.C. breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled her hips back, she flashed the taller woman her most impish smile yet and turned it all the way up once more.

A defeated, but happy, groan passed C.C.’s full lips as she slammed her body forwards. It was followed by a deluge of seed that made the Xyli’s stomach swell. Nex’s grin broadened as the strength went out of C.C.’s arms and she was dropped back on the bed again and the taller woman collapsed on top of her. She could hear the Sirian’s breathe shakily as she trembled on top of her, her enormous red breasts a comfortable, but heavy weight. Still, Nex wasn’t quite satisfied yet…

‘All that talk and that’s all you got?’ Nex mused as she turned the vibrating little toy in C.C.’s ass nearly all the way down.

‘I-I’ll show you!’ C.C. babbled, her professional facade having long since faded.

With effort the tall red woman pushed herself up. As she moved, Nex could feel the huge, artificial dick slide out of her cum-filled quim followed by a small waterfall of semen. But C.C. made it clear to the stacked Xyli that she wasn’t done yet when she pushed the slick crown of her cock against the Jack-of-all-Trades’ tight butthole.

‘Let…let’s see how you like it when someone messes around with your ass!’ Carmine growled.

‘I actually don’t mi-’ Nex cut herself off when the girthy, realistic strap-on forced its way into her anal tunnel. The rest of her words quickly devolving into mindless moans.

The Sirian pushed more of her massive length up the small, stacked Xyli’s ass, watching with some satisfaction how the cocky Jack-of-all-Trades gasped for breath and moaned in pleasure. The insertion of her artificial member was also rapidly forcing more jizz from Nex’s twitching cunt, coating the red pole with the gunk and lubricating it further. As a result, the small blue woman’s anus accepted the monstercock far easier, and C.C. began to put far more force behind her thrusts.

‘T-try not to blow your load immediately again!’ Nex teased, as she turned the little knob up to its maximum setting.

C.C. resisted ramming her entire length into the Xyli’s bowels and flashed her an angry glare as she resumed hammering her hips back and forth, forcing her monstrous member a little deeper each time. The powerful vibrating of the toy stuffed in her own ass did drive her closer to the brink of climax, however. Copious amounts of precum were once again leaking from the tip of her impressive artificial member, painting the walls of Nex’s anal tunnel and easing the passage of said member. This made it all the harder for C.C. to not just stuff every last inch of her cock into the Jack-of-all-Trades snug bottom and let her orgasm tear through her.

‘I am afraid it is not going to be quite so easy this time!’ C.C. growled, having once again assumed her professional mask as she placed one stocking-clad foot on the bed while lifting Nex’s lower body as high up as she could.

The smaller woman squealed and grabbed on to the sheets as she was held nearly upside down, yet despite her surprise she still managed to flash C.C. a defiant smile. In turn, C.C. rewarded the Xyli’s deviance by thrusting her hips down roughly, nearly burying the entirety of her monstrous red shaft into the Jack-of-all-Trades’ shapely ass. The Xyli’s huge blue breasts shook violently because of it, nearly smacking Nex in the face as she released another squeal of surprise. Though this one was mixed with pleasure.

‘I would hold on a little tighter, if I were you.’ C.C. said in a low, dangerous tone of voice as she glanced at the sheets that were clenched into Nex’s small hands.

Nex did as the taller woman suggested, which turned out to be a really good idea as the Sirian raised her hips up, partially extracting the huge, artificial cock from the Xyli’s ass, before roughly bringing her hips down once more. She repeated this again and again, moving a bit faster each time, until she was practically jackhammering her monstrous member into the Jack-of-all-Trades’ tight bowels. The spunk that had continued to leak from Nex’s cunt had run down to now stain the blue skin of the Xyli’s stomach white while her breasts jiggled violently.

It was quite an impressive feat from the Sirian, and Nex was moaning and screaming in pleasure whenever the fat red pipe of the taller woman stretched her anal tunnel. But with the small vibrator continuing to buzz in C.C.’s own ass at full force she couldn’t keep this kind of thing up for long. The Sirian proved this when, after a few minutes of violently jackhammering her hips up and down, the pace of her hips slowed somewhat while her body shone with sweat. Finally, she simply decided to give up.

‘While I still have this thing, there is at least one thing I still want to try!’ C.C. groaned as she slowly extracted her impressive artificial member from the Xyli’s tight ass.

It left Nex’s bowels with an obscene sucking sound, followed by a few strands of precum, before she released the Xyli’s legs. Nex fell limply onto the bed as she did her best to regain her breath, blue breasts stained with sweat and a mixture of the Sirian’s jizz and her own juices. Before she got the chance to get her breath back, however, C.C. lightly parked her large, shapely rear onto her stomach.

‘Many men have not so subtly indicated that they would like to slide their members between my breasts.’ C.C. explained as she stared down at the Xyli over her glasses while hefting her own enormous tits. ‘And while it certainly was…interesting when this thing was stuck in my cleavage,’ C.C. continued, nodding at her member as it leaked precum all over the Xyli’s jugs. ‘I still would like to see what all the fuss is about.’ She added, before unceremoniously stuffing her cock between Nex’s boobs.

‘Well, glad you chose me to clear things up for you!’ Nex giggled as she tightly pushed her chest around the red monstercock and began to slide them up and down its length.

Seeing as her partner was still on the edge of reaching another orgasm Nex was immediately rewarded with a large spray of precum, lubricating her deep cleavage even further. Not only that, but the Sirian also began to thrust her hips. Seemingly unconsciously at first, but she quickly got into it and began to slide her member back and forth with some more rhythm. It didn’t bother the Xyli in the least, she simply matched the Sirian’s pace and used her long tongue to tease the crown of the big artificial dick.

‘Not bad…’ C.C. grunted. ‘Yes, these are…quite soft.’ She added, resting her hands on Nex’s huge blue breasts while breathing heavily.

‘Happy to hear you’re enjoying your first titfuck.’ Nex teased. ‘Or, I guess, your second?’ She added, while glancing up at the Sirian’s precum-coated boobs.

Since all she got back from Carmine were grunts Nex decided to put her tongue to better use and continued teasing the Sirian’s member. The vaguely spicy taste of C.C.’s precum filled the Jack-of-all-Trades’ mouth as it continued to leak from the taller woman’s cumslit. There was so much of it that it dripped down from Nex’s cleavage, despite how tightly she had wrapped her breasts around the red pole. The clear juices washed away some of the spunk that had already dried on her stomach, but mostly it just succeed in making a bigger mess of Nex’s small, blue form and the black stockings of C.C. who was still sitting on top of her.

‘It is a shame, but I guess this is as long as I can hold out…’ C.C. whispered to herself.

Nex cocked an arched, white eyebrow at her words as the Siriain’s large, shapely red ass rose up from her belly and clenched. Thick streamers of hot seed gushed from C.C.’s cumslit with such force that they completely cleared Nex’s cleavage. Instead, strings of cum ended up hanging from the Jack-of-all-Trades antenna or ended up in her hair. The rest ended up staining the mattress and sheets a little further away from the couple. Not that this meant that the Sirian was done. A moment later, another volley of her thick jizz blasted from the Xyli’s cleavage. This time, Nex’s chin and neck got a generous coating. Finally, the last few ropes landed lazily on Nex’s massive tits.

‘Impressive!’ Nex cooed, while licking her lips. Ropes of cum slowly sliding down her chin and neck to cover her boobs with even more semen. ‘But judging from the throbbing I feel between my tits, that thing is still attached to you.’

‘I guess we should keep going?’ C.C. suggested, wiggling her hips back and forth to make the huge, artificial cock move between the smaller woman’s cum-stained boobs.

‘I guess so!’ Nex answered with a wicked smile…

THE END