Chapter 29: Liara T'Soni 18+
We decided to spend the entire evening together, enjoying rare moments of absolute peace before the raging storm. As a place to relax, we chose a cozy establishment on the Citadel Presidium, which offered a view of shining skyscrapers and twinkling stars. To make it easier to enjoy them, we had a cocktail bar and restaurant with pleasant appetizers and soft lighting, where muted music played, at our disposal. In addition, I picked the best spot by the panoramic window for us.
The Citadel of big lights.
A moment of serenity.
Enchanting drinks and attractive company.
Together, it gave confidence: life was a success.
— The last time I rested... was like in a past life, - the asari said, smiling. — I hope not the last.
— How is your relationship with Benezia?
— Cold. However, as always, - she shrugged, sipping a galactic analog of mead of a bright golden hue. — I was always attracted to excavations, stories... And mom to politics and ambitions. We were... different, you know?
While she spoke, my thoughts drifted to another plane...
I, too, wouldn't mind "excavating" something today – something innocent, inexperienced, beautiful, and attractive, hitherto unexplored. Liara was an outstanding beauty with a mutation unusual for her race – eyebrows, which gave her more humanity. A real curiosity and, as far as I knew, she was a virgin.
I was always attracted by the opportunity to become a pioneer.
— Hardly understand. I lost my real parents at an early age, and my adoptive father tried with all his might to make me the best space killer – Starkiller, - I thoughtfully supported the drinking. — He managed, as you see. And I regret little. Everything turned out the way it was... destined.
— Is that so, - she muttered sympathetically. — Well, now we need the strong to win, right?
— Ha-ha. Strong and... smart, whose intellect is more dangerous than my lightsabers, - I made a compliment bordering on light flirtation.
— Well, those whose self-confidence borders on arrogance won't hurt either, - she answered without malice.
And then we moved on to discussing all sorts of things, whiling away the time until late at night.
The perfect moment to move on to more interesting games.
First we danced to light music, then moved to the hotel room, where we decided to continue the dance in bed. Liara was not against deepening our relationship, which was clearly evidenced by her skin, becoming more contrasted – as if the blue blood of the asari boiled with excitement.
It was hard to resist the charming look.
Our hands almost instinctively began to help get rid of excess clothing preventing the transition to the main course, game, dance.
— You are too impatient, - the asari reproached embarrassedly, innocently covering her bare chest with her hand.
Her seductive smile, blue eyes narrowed with impatience, and sweaty skin said otherwise. Liara craved more – and the faster, the better.
Unable to resist temptation, I firmly grasped her hands and pressed them to the bed. After which I slowly shifted lower, sinking into a luxurious chest – so appetizing that I almost forgot about the partner's other merits.
Fortunately, Liara helpfully reminded, moaning loudly from simple caresses.
But she frolicked even more when my hand slipped under the transparent panties, weakly covering the intimate. Fingers began to process the virgin pussy, already abundantly lubricated with juices, and lips still played with her breasts, lightly biting nipples with teeth to add passion to our games.
When the moans became more frequent, I moved to her plump lips, eager to meet my tongue. Liara arched so that I wouldn't stop, and with her free hand pulled my face to hers. She wasn't experienced, but instinctively knew how to please a representative of another race. However, thanks to Miranda, I couldn't be called inexperienced either.
I actively experimented: sometimes our tongues intertwined tightly, sometimes I penetrated deeper, making her flow from below even stronger. This continued for several minutes until she completely surrendered, giving herself to the power of the winner.
Pulling away slightly, I looked predatorily at Liara. She waited in anticipation for the next move, pressing her chest with her hands, bringing it together and giving her appearance even more seductive notes.
— And where should I head next? - I asked softly, trying to tease Liara.
— Usually... we are against... physical contact, - she covered her pussy with two palms. — But, otherwise, we won't get pleasure?
Receiving my nod, she closed her eyes and began to spread her legs in front of me. Then, slowly, her knees rose up, fully revealing to my gaze a juicy pussy, slightly opened due to recent pranks. Moreover, the liquid was blue, so involuntarily analogies with ancient times on Earth crept into my head, when it was considered an honor to screw a blue-blooded princess.
Infected with this idea, I roughly grabbed her ankles and pulled her closer, and hung over her myself. My dick was already standing like an oak trunk, so I refused the caresses of her wet mouth, immediately moving to an intense attack on the virgin pussy.
— Wait, give me... ah! - Liara tried to refuse the inevitable thrust, but it was too late.
Touching the entrance with the tip, I almost immediately penetrated a couple of centimeters inside, and then began to move further, stretching her vagina under raging, so far painful screams from the rupture of the hymen. Nevertheless, I tried to fill her body with the Force so that Liara would adapt faster and prepare for more brisk thrusts.
Don't like to wait, but for the sake of such a girl, one could tolerate... just a little bit.
I moved slowly, unhurriedly, but after a couple of tens of seconds more roughly and deeper, reaching the uterus. Liara bit her lip hard, wrapped her arms around my neck, and grabbed my torso with her legs, pressing with her whole body and magnificent chest.
The alien beauty tried to delay the pulling out process or enjoy the act of intimacy longer – when our bodies pressed against each other without any boundaries, but she failed.
Pulling the dick out halfway, I brazenly drove it back, this time reaching the end of the tunnel with one sharp thrust. And as soon as I repeated this again, the walls of her vagina seemed to come to life, beginning to massage my dick from all sides. Everything inside her contracted, which strongly stimulated me to try better. As if they threw me bait from which it is impossible to take eyes off, just the hypnotic effect of snake eyes.
However, resistance quickly melted under the weight of new movements on my part.
Even her embrace with arms and legs weakened, allowing to increase the pace and bring her luxurious body to the first peak of pleasure. Only a few minutes of active pounding were required for Liara to experience her first orgasm today – this was evidenced by a strong contraction below, trembling throughout the body and a long moan spreading sounds of pleasure around the room.
— Aaaaah! - she drawled, sticking out her tongue and pulling herself to me to engage in another struggle of our tongues.
It was as if a couple of limiters were removed from her: Liara knocked me onto my back with agile movements, sat more comfortably on my dick and began to move briskly, like at races. In the very beginning, of course, roughly and without special technique. But as soon as I grabbed her thin waist and began to stroke the skin wet with sweat, Liara quickly got into the rhythm, achieving complete synchronization: when my hands slid up, she raised her hips; when palms went down – with a squelching sound she impaled herself to the full length.
It seemed the asari couldn't wait all her life to ride me.
Liara even forgot about manners: arched her back, grabbed her left breast and began to desperately knead it for greater stimulation. And the sweetest moans, ringing and sweet, smoothly passed into hoarse and tired from the stormy nature of our actions.
Tired?
Had to help: I pulled myself up, capturing the right nipple with my mouth, and with my left hand continued to tyrannize the left one, pinching and squeezing, bringing Liara to ecstasy.
— Ahhh... faster, - asked the one who just a couple of minutes ago tried to control the pace herself.
But since there is a wish, can it be ignored?
Firmly grasping her waist and lifting, I began to enter all the way and mercilessly exit the wet abode, using the combat acceleration technique for another blow with the tip of the dick on the uterus. Her vagina constantly filled and emptied, which caused Liara slight pain, but any unpleasant sensations drowned in an ocean of pleasure. I drowned in passion with her. Anyone would drown – feeling how the girl's pussy contracts, then greedily sucking the dick in, then hysterically letting go, as if playing on strings stretched between hell and paradise. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her chest trembled to the beat of movements, and every depraved sigh was music – simultaneously hoarse, broken and frank.
Chapter 30: Liara T'Soni 18+
— Mhm... yeeeees, more, - Liara repeated pleadingly when I changed the angle of intrusion and began to go over her most sensitive points, creating an effect of uneven thrusts inside. If before I, like a bullet, reached the final target, now I walked along winding paths. Thanks to which the asari could come only from realizing the storm of indescribable emotions, excluding the force of blows to her uterus, stimulating the beauty to the fastest orgasm.
The only drawback turned out to be her quickly exhausted stamina.
I urgently needed to change position to maintain the rhythm. Only this time I laid her not on her back, but put her on all fours. Doggy style? Well, the view was truly unusual: her virgin ass and already defiled pussy, from where blue liquid continued to flow.
Spreading my partner's legs wider, I furiously drove my dick into her, plunging to maximum depth in one go, and began to mercilessly pound the pussy, fuck like the last whore on Omega. And to diversify the evening, I raised my palm and heavily slapped Liara's firm ass.
— Mhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!! - a no less ringing moan followed the loud clap.
The asari stretched her whole body and raised her butt higher to make it more convenient for me to slide. Digging fingers into firm forms, leaving a trace on them as a mark, I became ruder and more impatient, wishing to receive more than provide in return.
But is it possible to do without tenderness?
— How cute you are... - exhaled almost into her face, leaning with my whole body on the arched back and accelerating into a series of ramming thrusts. They forced Liara to break into intermittent moans filled with pain and desire more and more often.
With furious movements, I deepened into her pussy, driving deeper and more accurately – like a hammer hitting red-hot metal. Only instead of sparks from iron, I struck love juices from the wet hole.
Every thrust responded with a tremor in her magnificent hips, every moan was like a sweet curse. Liara wriggled on the bed like a snake, but only pressed harder into the mattress under my pressure. And her look... half-closed, clouded – as if begging to stop, but at the same time burning with desire to get more. These embers of passion flared up into a real fire, and I knew – the cutie wants to give me the most unforgettable night in life.
In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore.
The tension compressed into one point, portending an imminent explosion – discharge inside Liara's pussy. Not a second passed before a hot stream filled it to the brim, pouring onto white sheets.
Mutual peak of pleasure, we came almost simultaneously.
But even so, I wasn't going to stop. On the contrary – began to invade from top to bottom, as if hitting with a jackhammer, slapping my groin against her firm butt and with unprecedented passion penetrating into the gentle pussy of a purple hue.
There was not a single annoying element in my lover.
Perfect skin, complete absence of hair cover – a racial feature. And her ability to adapt to a partner... was beyond praise. Perhaps there is no creature in the entire galaxy capable of controlling its body so skillfully. Asari responded to my every thrust with filigree reciprocity: to forward movements – with counter ones; and when I exited, she arched, helping me slip out so that I could return to her pussy even faster.
Liara barely withstood the pace, but still tried to hold on with dignity.
Eyes were tightly shut, and hand clutched the pillow as if it were the last bastion of reason. At some point, she spread her knees even wider, inviting to enter as deep as physiology allowed.
I didn't just ram her into the very uterus, but felt how her pussy seemed to lengthen, striving to increase the distance to accommodate the fullness of those depraved emotions that we experienced today.
— Today I want to make you completely mine, - I whispered, exiting her with a dick still pulsating from dissatisfaction.
Liara didn't immediately understand the hint, or, perhaps, tried to realize it. But in the end, she pulled herself together, turned around, crawled a little forward on all fours and, closing her lips on the head of my rod, carefully stuck out her tongue. Asari ran it over the sensitive flesh in a circular motion before swallowing the dick deeper, half the length.
With her palm she squeezed the base, moving up and down in rhythm with the tongue movements, working the shaft for some time. Then leaned forward, swallowing the rest. The dick rested against the throat, but Liara, not retreating, changed the angle, helping it slip even further.
Throat cannot be compared with pussy. It squeezes rougher, more often – but that was the thrill. New sensations flared up inside like space fuel on a spark. I automatically put my palm on her head, an extremely sensitive place for asari, and gently stroked as encouragement for effort.
Liara, like a cute kitten, withdrew into herself, even forgetting how to breathe. Soon began to choke, and her eyes filled with moisture. But, like a real heroine, she held out for a few more moments before my dick left her throat trap.
— Did... ha... you like it? - she exhaled, looking at me with eyes the color of a cloudless sky.
— Remember, I said "completely"? - ran a hand over her cheek and nodded towards the chest of drawers. It was half Liara's height – ideal for her to lean on.
The girl bit her lip embarrassedly.
Excitement, fear, light excitement – everything mixed in her look. But the desire to know new facets of pleasure turned out to be stronger than all. Without further ado, the asari headed to the chest of drawers, smoothly arching her back.
Perfect buttocks. The universe itself ordered to grab such and not let go. And not be limited only to this. New archaeological excavations beckoned no less.
Sleeping with a charming beauty means giving yourself completely to her profession. Right?
Holding the dick at the base, I directed it to the trembling hole, using the remnants of saliva from the blowjob as lubricant. Barely touched, Liara moaned sweetly and stepped forward. With effort I advanced deeper, pushing us to that delicate balance where pain and pleasure merge in ecstasy.
The cutie squeezed her eyes shut tightly, nails left a couple of scratches on the varnished surface, and her ass squeezed my dick like a vise.
Comparing her butt with Miranda's butt – at first glance there was no difference. But, as always, the devil is in the details. Liara wielded lower muscles much more skillfully, trying to give me incomparable pleasure from staying in her previously unexplored hole.
And unlike the pussy, I plunged into it to the full length in a minute. And then began to slowly exit, trying not to scare the partner. Why? To enter again – faster, more confidently, with less resistance and with greater return from Liara.
True, she fidgeted all the time, and I had to grab her neck with one hand and pull her to me, and with the other grab her firm tummy, entering her from the bottom up. This complicated rhythmic movements, but the created pressure could not be compared with usual. Moreover, Liara impaled better this way and massaged my dick with her ass, at times squeezing it at the very base, forcing me to suppress dull, discontented wheezes. Although, however, no one will hear them anyway because of the partner's loud moans.
— Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
I tried to stimulate her to the maximum – wanted her to receive no less pleasure even from the third hole than from the first.
About five minutes later I finished developing her new hole and exited, observing with a slight grin how the anal ring lewdly contracted and opened even wider, as if inviting me to return and finish what I started.
Roughly forcing her to bend over and lean on the chest of drawers again, I spread her legs and made another invasion. This time the dick entered her butt without the slightest resistance – smoothly, like a knife into butter. Moreover, I enjoyed how everything tightly fits my fighter inside, and the anal ring contracts at the very base, as if trying with all its might to crush a foreign object. But if even extreme gravity is unable to stop me, then what to say about a gentle asari?
I moved measuredly, accelerating with each thrust. But the result was unexpected. Usually Liara's cold face gradually acquired the expression of a dissolute pervert. Love juices began to flow in a stream from her pussy, forming a puddle on the floor. Tongue fell out of mouth, and a thin thread of saliva stretched to what dripped from below. Eyes twitched, and mouth periodically emitted such vulgar moans that even succubi could envy them.
Fifteen minutes of pounding turned out to be enough: Liara exploded with a new, most stormy orgasm for the whole day. The butt sharply squeezed the dick, as if demanding payment for its use – took absolutely everything my balls had.
Hot stream of sperm filled her from the inside. There was so much of it that part immediately flowed back out, forming real chaos on the floor – a mixture of saliva, juices and seed. An explosive cocktail with a pungent smell, which did not repel – on the contrary, only excited. Spurred to go for another round.
I began to ram the anus again to discharge a volley into her ass, at the same time pressing in with my whole body.
— Haaa... haaa... - choking in an attempt to catch breath, she whispered: — I thought I would die...
— Too early to give up, - I grinned insidiously. — We have plenty of time until dawn.
— No... you will tear me apart! - she screamed almost pleadingly, but not without a spark of excitement.
— Hutt... - I swore, feeling heavy devastation spreading inside. Not a loss of stamina – no, just a moment of calm before the next wave.
Firmly deciding to bring the partner to a pre-fainting state, I caught my breath and took up the old again – transferring our copulation into a continuous cycle, closed between the three "sacred gates" of the charming asari.