Sara licked my lips, teasing playfully; restrained but clearly insistent in her arousal. Her intentions were clear: She was still horny, and she and I were going to go at least another round.
She splayed the forked tips of her long, purple tongue and tickled my lips with the forests of wet little ciliated palps in between.
I opened my mouth and sighed appreciatively. She snaked her tongue tips between my lips and sawed them at my tongue, stroking it with the soft pads between the tines of her fork. I felt a warm tingle spread from my chest up to the top of my brain, and down to my rapidly stiffening cock and my pleasantly buzzing balls.
She kissed across my cheek and neck and then caressed my earlobe between the soft inner margins of her tongue as she murmured something wonderfully naughty sounding, in Delian. Artemis, the ship's AI, scrolled subtitles for me at the bottom of my visual field, translating Sara's throaty whisperings as, "
I'm going to suck you so very good, my so-very-pretty Human. I'm going to suck every bit of your cockjuice right out of your hot pretty fuck pole. I'm going to drain your fucking sex glands dry.
"
She punctuated the last bit of this utterance by caressing my balls and shaft with her amazingly prehensile vaginal sheath. This delightful appendage of hers was such a hot improvement over even the meatiest of human labia. I briefly wondered if it was a trait that could be genetically imported cross-species. Then I stopped thinking much of anything else as I felt the collar of her sheath trace moistly up the underside of my shaft and then latch around my cockhead. Then it started to twist, gently,massaging my glans and the very tip of my shaft in its hot, gooey grip.
I let out a sharp moan of shocked pleasure and Sara chuckled wickedly as she ran her talented, busy tongue down my neck and throat and across my collarbone.
When we'd coupled before, the five thin rods of erectile tissue that supported the thin, fleshy membrane of her external vaginal sheath had extended and retracted so that she could stroke my cock with her superbly hot pussy collar. I had no idea that it was so much more dexterous and motile than just that. This was a potential that I was suddenly quite eager to explore.
"I had no fucking
idea
you could do
that
," I gasped as she was flicking her tongue around my suddenly very erect nipple. "That's fucking
amazing
!
"What, this," she asked. Her sheath froze on my cock and she gripped my nipple and areola between the forks of her tongue. She massaged and twisted my very erect and surprisingly sensitive nipple between the pads of her tiny tongue palps. I groaned in pleasure.
Then she pulled her mouth from my breast and said, "or this?" She resumed giving my cockhead the hot, tight twisty treatment. My abdomen, thighs, balls - and pretty much the rest of me, too - clenched at the sudden intense pleasure.
"That," I groaned weakly. "Both. But oh, fuck!
That.
"Good to know," she smiled up at me. I almost cried as I felt her sheath swirl forcefully around me one more time and then withdraw. The collar of her sheath made a wet noise as it schnorkeled off of my cockhead. I felt her copious juices dripping from my suddenly exposed tip.
Sara marched her mouth across my chest and gave my other nipple the same delicious, tender, wicked treatment. I felt the collar of her sheath slip itself around my balls, sucking my whole scrotum into its hot, well-lubricated interior. I felt her slick, lavender vaginal fluids dripping down my taint as she tugged and twisted my balls in her snug, deft grip.
"Fuck, Sara!"
"Mmm," she purred. Her sheath retreated from my balls as her mouth slid down my flank and across my stomach. Her deft tongue snaked briefly into my navel and then moved lower. I felt her fingernails stoking the back of my balls as her hot mouth neared my exposed cock. She was fulfilling every tier of my unpublished go-fuck-me campaign and opening up levels that I'd never even known about.
"
Fuck. Artemis. Are you coaching her or something,
"I subvocalized.
"Fair's fair, Sweetie," Artemis' melodious voice rang in my ear.
I remembered the color-coded nerve map anatomy lesson that Artemis had sent to my visual field as I'd gone down on Sara earlier and figured that, yes: Fair was fair. Besides, I wasn't really in a mood to complain.
What Sara was doing to me felt beyond my previous definitions of incredible, whatever its provenance. I just felt the need to tell someone, and it so happened that someone was a filthy-minded ship's AI that was already linked intimately into my cognition, proprioception, and biologic functions at very deep levels.
"Fuck, Sara! You naughty girl," I groaned as she gripped my cock and pulled the head to her lips. She smiled up at me and I watched, rapt, as she snaked her long tongue out, trailed the tip all the way down the underside of my shaft, and then wrapped its forked ends around me and stroked back up my throbbing dick. The little palps on the inside margins of her tongue fork massaged me deliciously and left a trail of clear, thick Delian saliva that clung to my cock and lubricated it for Sara's restless, caressing fingers.
"Gee-frelling-Z'us, that's fucking hot," I told her. She winked at me and held my gaze as she wrapped the split forks of her tongue around my glans and massaged my cockhead with them while her bottom lip and teeth nibbled at the taut vee of flesh underneath my glans. I threw my head back and moaned out my ecstasy for her.
Artemis dragged a line of phonetically spelled Delian across my visual field. I sounded it out in my head as best as I could and then tried it out on Sara.
"Khhath-na abvarin kai Khodnar'a bi'ghtatthna," I intoned reverently.
This made Sara blush deeply and smile wickedly. She yawned her mouth around my cock and plunged her lips down my shaft all the way to the root. I felt her hot mouth all around me and her tongue snaking out to grip my balls between its tips as the flat of it massaged my cock.
"Oh, fuck," I gasped.
