Maeve gave him a ragged smile. "Didn't want to take my boots off."
"Fair enough." he replied with a grin. And then he grabbed her waist with both hands and lifted her up, and up- she was poised over him, that enormous spit-soaked alien meat nudging at her, and then he found the spot, started her down-
Stars popped in her skull. Maeve's jaw dropped open, hung slack, her eyes rolling up a little. He was absolutely splitting her open, stretching her so wide, so fucking tight around him. So perfect, so fucking much dick, and his arms around her so strong, and her legs wrapping around him, and the endless slide down, down, down, till he hit something inside her and the breath couldn't come anymore because his damned giant fuckmeat was shoving her lungs around, and she came ludicrously hard. Unbelievably hard. Her toes curled and quivered, their joints popping. Her nails gouged deep into the Twi'lek's sculptural back. A sound came out of her mouth- not quite words, something like "Hnnnuuggghhrrr".
She tried again. "It's so-" she managed to get out, before her brain stopped working again. It was hard to marshal your thoughts with that much cock in you, believe it or not. And he was just slowly running in and out of her, a steady rhythm keeping her tumbling headfirst into orgasm. "Don't... don't stop..." Maeve whimpered. "Give me your-
fuu-uuuckkk-
give me your gun..."
He leaned back, balancing her better on him, pushing deeper than before as her body weight pressed down. She let go of him, leaning back herself, one hand wrapped around her neck, her other going down to feel the bulge in her flat stomach over his massive cock. Daj fumbled at his back for a second, trying to get into the holster that flopped loosely from his undone belt. Then he had his blaster, and she took it, feeling the cold durasteel and use-polished wood grips. Maeve pressed its carbon-scored barrel to her face, ran her tongue up the side, tasting the bitter machine oil. "Have-
ah!
have you used this? Have you killed with this?"
He didn't answer, pushing her back against the wall. His lekku were suddenly running through her hair, over her shoulder, caressing her neck. But she needed to know. "Oh FUCK just tell me-"
"Yes..." Daj said, voice low, strained with effort as he increased the pace, fucking her oh so fucking deep. "Couple barves, over the years..."
She did something stupid and slid the muzzle into her ravaged mouth. So absolutely dumb. It was live- a touch of the firing stud would empty her skull, blast her into oblivion. Her tongue swirled around in the flash hider, sucking the blaster like it was a cock, as Daj stretched her out. So fucking full...
The Twi'lek's lekku were writhing around her neck, over her shoulders. So damn overstimulated. She could feel him throbbing inside her. Force, she could die like this, die happy... she could just stroke her thumb an inch down the blaster and everything would be over, and the last thing she would ever feel was that massive alien cock bouncing off her cervix, the bolts of orgasmic pain pulsing through her skull, his head-tails round her throat...
Daj's hand covered hers, immobilizing her fingers in his surprisingly strong grip. Maeve moaned around the blaster- this wasn't how she'd die, he wouldn't let it happen, and she wanted to live, she wanted to feel, she never wanted to stop feeling what he was doing to her, but she had to die someday and why not now, why not at the absolute pinnacle of existence? She half-sobbed as he took the blaster from her, tears running down her face.
"Don't cry." he said, changing it up, settling her down onto him. "Just cum."
She laughed, kind of. Snorted a little. Her brain wasn't functioning properly. "I... I have been..."
And then she was empty, gaping open to the air, and he was holding her up like a child. "No!" she screamed, petulance in her voice. "Fucking PUT IT BACK!!"
Instead the Twi'lek put her down. Maeve almost stamped her feet, except her legs were wobbly as scrib jelly and she sort of folded down, sitting on the filthy permacrete. And then she suddenly migrated to lying down. It was hard to really control her body.
Daj laughed. "Roll over. My turn to put in some work."
Had she been putting in work? Maeve didn't remember. She rolled over anyway, pushing her ass up like a good girl, pillowing her face on her forearms. "Please... just put it back.."
"Since you asked so nicely..."
He slapped his cock down on her ass. And her lower back. She could feel it drooling on her spine, his heavy balls up against her. Maeve felt her cunt contract, instinctively trying to grip that cock, but she felt so empty, so widely stretched, nothing in her... "Fucking pleaaaseeeee.... I need it...." she whined, tears actually running down her face. She wiggled her ass, presenting it to him, begging for it...
He pulled his enormous dick back, sliding between her buttocks, leaving a hot trail of his precum and her pussy juices, and then nosed into her. "Guuuuhhfuuuuck...." Maeve groaned, feeling him open her. "Just-"
Then it was in her- fierfek, it felt like it was ALL in her, like it was up in her chest, like his fucking monstrous cockhead was gonna burst out between her tits, and she came yet again, screaming like a dumb bitch as he broke her. His fist was balled up in her short hair, his other hand grabbing her hip and pulling her back towards him- she couldn't hold herself up, he had to do it, like she was some sort of fuckdoll. And now it was like some sort of neverending orgasm, and she screamed until there was no more air in her lungs, just cock, and she couldn't even breathe in with him fucking bouncing her diaphragm around, and-
And Maeve snapped awake, gasping for breath. He was yanking her head back, the tears pouring down her cheeks so cold in the cold night air. It was almost an out of body experience; she fancied she could see herself getting fucked on the filthy ground, the big Twi'lek sheened in sweat as he pounded into her, so much cock pulling out of her and slamming back in with each stroke she wondered how she was alive. It was am incredibly hot image- honestly, holopornworthy. Maybe the alleyway had cams she could find footage for...
She closed her eyes, and she was back in her own body. How much more could she even take? But death on this pillar of meat was worth it. Anything for this degree of pleasure.
"I'm gonna cum." Daj said, through gritted teeth. "Where- fuck!- where do you-"
"Everywhere!" Maeve managed, barely able to get the word out. "Just-"
He thrust so deep stars went nova behind her eyes and she wondered how it didn't protrude out her mouth. And then he started to cum.
It was, in a word, nonsensical.
It felt like he throbbed even thicker, and then just a huge hot flood within her. It felt like it lasted a decade. Which, coincidentally, was how long her orgasm felt. This one was even bigger than all the previous mind-shattering events, and Maeve felt like she transcended consciousness as she had previously known it- like she was broken into multiple minds, one of them thrashing in orgasmic ecstasy on the permacrete, another floating above watching the first, lasciviously touching itself to the scene, and a third that had achieved oneness with the Force and now knew all that there was, had been, and will be in the universe.
And then Daj pulled out of her, releasing her hair, and unleashed another flood over her back. So much cum. Like, an incredible amount. Without his support she buckled and collapsed into a puddle of heaving, overstimulated flesh. And he just kept shooting on her, thick hot sticky ropes painting her body, till her fleshy overstimmed puddle was in its own Twi'lek cum puddle.
Finally the rain ceased, and he reached out and rolled her on her back. She laughed, somehow, through the exhaustion, and he grinned. "Just checking that you were still alive."
She gave him a shaky thumbs up.
He gently wiped his softening cock off on her forehead, and then dropped something in her lap. Then he pulled his trousers up and walked away. Maeve could hear him laughing as she looked down and saw a hundred credit piece glistening in the cummy mess.
Cocky bastard.
