The Star Trek Whore Pt 02

I stopped moving towards Buster in case he bolted and I missed my chance at an interspecies relationship with him, but I needn't have worried as he took the next step by moving towards me, halving the distance between us.

I had seen this ritual courtship displayed in the hours of video logs I had reviewed, I knew what I must do, I had to become subservient to him to make home want me. This was what all his mates had done and moved on to successfully mating with him.

I fell to the ground with my head lowered just enough that he could sense he was the master of proceedings and I was just his to use as he wanted. I stayed on my hands and knees for some time waiting, but nothing seemed to transpire, or so I didn't think it did.

I raised my head slightly to see where Buster was, only to find him standing upright on his back legs, with his two long cocks erect above my head glistening with his own lubrication.

I was startled for a moment. as I sat back on my hunches and watched as his two cocks that looked so fierce and imposing in the dim light of the evening, erect and facing me, but as I put myself in this position, I made the only decision I could that was to place my tongue on the head of the lower one of his monster cocks, tasting him for the first time.

I ran my tongue over its blueish head and took its flavour into my mouth; it had a bitter taste like copper, a little like the taste of Vulcan sperm, but had something else that made it different.

As I ran my tongue down its length and noticed a slight divergence between the taste at the head of the shaft and the base. Nutmeg, that was it. That was the difference between Vulcan and this impressive species that we had no designation for except the name we gave him, and that was Buster.

I moved my mouth to his second upper shaft, finding the same flavour as the first, but this time instead of licking it, I opened my mouth and sucked on it while bringing both my hands up to the lower cock, wrapping them around it, and moving them in unison with the movement of my head as I took it into my mouth, enjoying its length and girth.

Buster let out a guttural sound as his long shaft slowly and repeatedly filled the inside of my mouth, and I felt his front legs come down on my shoulders, pinning me in this position. I slowly continued to suck his cock, taking it deeper into my mouth each time.

Suddenly and without warning, Buster pushed forward with his hips and forced his cock into my throat. The cock that was still in my hands bounced against my chest, but as my tunic blouse was a v-neck, it slid easily down between my breasts as he invaded my throat with his other monster cock.

I was held there, suffocating on Buster's shaft, its length making me gag as it was held there unwittingly down my throat by the force of his body. He then jerked back, allowing me to take a quick breath before jerking forward once more, going even deeper down my stretched throat.

I pumped his lower cock with my hands, hoping this would make Buster pull out faster and let me breathe once again, but it didn't seem to make any sway. He pulled back again in a jerking movement, and I took another gulp of air before his upper cock disappeared into my throat once more until I felt his body against my face.

Buster was all the way in me, filling my throat. I could feel his cock moving around inside of me as if it were trying to crawl deeper into me on its own. His lower cock was firmly held in place by my blouse and breast, and his cockhead was just above my belly button, so who knew where his upper cock was.

Buster's motions changed as he started to jerk in and out rhythmically, but it was either almost out of my mouth or deep, in my gullet. I started to gulp in the air on each extraction, and I once again took hold of his lower cock, pulling back on it with each forward thrust.

I had gotten used to his cocks invasion of my body, but this was short-lived as Buster's jerking movements became more rapid and my gulps of air were shorter, then simultaneously both of his monster cocks exploded, filling my stomach and the inside of my blouse with his hot cum.

Buster continued to pump his cocks against me, spewing more cum than my belly could hold, it flowed out of my mouth, mixing with the cum that had already destroyed my uniform blouse.

I fell to my side as Buster stepped over my body, returning to all fours. I watched as both of his cocks continued to spit cum out covering me from my face to my feet.

I heard Buster howl like a wolf from earth. As this sound split the silence of the night in my head, I heard the words, "Thank you, my love."

Had I dreamt this or had Buster formed a telepathic connection with me during our sexual encounter, either way, with less than 24 hours before the Enterprise would return to collect us, this sentient being needed far deeper investigation.

Buster's cocks were still erect, and he looked proud of our joining. "Did I hear you speak, Buster?" Buster looked at me as if he were trying to make a psychic connection again, but there was nothing, just the silence of the night.

With my clothes in ruins and my belly full of Busters cum there was little else I could do but take my blouse off and try to clean up with the hypo sterilisation packs from the emergency.

I lay it out on a rock using the spray and wipes to remove as much of Busters cum as possible then using more on my body.

I was bent forward when I felt Buster's tongue on my breast, I bolted upright at the initiation shock but then I felt his tongue again cleaning his cum from my body, the sensations of this new species tongue on my body sent waves of emotion through my body unlike any I have felt before.

It was during his administration that I had the sensation of the voice in my head once again. It was not as clear as last time but it was definitely there, a familiar voice with words I knew but not of my own.