I hate spiders but find webbing erotic.
I've been wanting to do a hutt story, but didn't want to deal with Star Wars mythology.
Somehow, those two things ended up in the same story. I hope you enjoy. Comments are welcome and encouraged, I love to hear from my readers!
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Minami awoke slowly, memories coming back to her over a minute or two. She was still lying naked on the broad, bloated belly of the hutt where she'd fallen asleep after the two of them had finally spent themselves following several hours of fucking, the evidence of their night all around her. The glitter she'd dusted herself with was almost totally gone. She could smell the distinctive tang of her pussy, and the wild aroma of whatever had been in the hookah permeated the room. But what she smelled more than anything was the hutt, his flesh's usual reek plus all the slime and cum and saliva they'd stirred up. There'd been so much of that, in fact, that she was practically glued to him, and had to peel herself off like the backing of a sticker. A substantial amount of dried gunk was still on her as she eased her way to the floor, her body was splattered all over, her right breast in particular almost totally coated in a snot-green shell.
"Oh man," she said, after carefully sliding to the floor, "this stuff got everywhere." The slime in her arrow of black pubic hair was the least of it, she could actually feel some of it dried in her pussy and ass, which were pleasantly sore. She searched the room for what little she'd been wearing. "I am going to take such a shower."
Having gathered up her shorts and flip flops (her underwear was nowhere to be found), she turned to the hutt, who was still asleep, and said "Hey, Jaron? Phrex? Sorry, can't really remember, you've got a hell of a pipe. I'll, uh, call. . .I'll be in touch. . .I'll see. . .last night was a lot of fun, I gotta go."
Finding her phone, which would also need a good cleaning, Minami saw that it was almost dawn. Her shorts hadn't dried yet, and the hutt (was it Xephus?) was staying in the same hotel she was; she'd chance it. Holding her shorts in front of her crotch, she dashed for the elevator, the firm ass of her athletic figure barely jiggling, and managed to get back to her room without running into anyone. Breathing a sigh of relief, she closed the door, then almost jumped out of her skin when a voice said "Looks like someone had a good time."
"Jesus! Don't scare me like that!" Minami tried to look pissed, but Scarlett, her friend and roommate, was laughing so hard that she had to smile. She was wrapped in a towel, though her dry hair said she hadn't showered yet.
"Looks like I wasn't the only one."
"Me? Get picked up?" Scarlett held her hand to her chest in mock affront, an especially good gesture as she had rather more up top than was on Minami's slim form."The very idea!"
"Sure," Minami said as the two of them giggled, "You just went out for a few drinks, came home, then decided to get up before the sun rose."
"That's right! All the best medical minds say three hours of sleep is the new healthy."
"Uh huh. So what were you up to?"
"Well. . ."
****
"Ugh. This place is fucking dead." Scarlett was sitting at what was, for spring break, a fancy bar, and accordingly was dressed, for spring break, fancy: a tight black skirt ended well above her knees, and her ample breasts made enticing cleavage in a black vinyl tube top. Against her clothes and short dark hair even the dull oxblood color of her nails and lips popped. She was showing acres of leg, stomach, and shoulders, and she knew it all looked mouth-wateringly good. She just didn't have anyone worth showing it to.
In the two hours she'd been at the bar, she'd been hit on by three humans, two men and a woman, none of whom did anything for her, some tall rectangular thing that seemed to be made of fungus ("Should've gone dancing," she thought after it got the message and left, "Minami would've been all over you"), and a bear-like creature. Some girls liked that whole primal, on all fours under the huge hairy being thing. She wasn't one of them.
And that was it. The place had been hopping when she had ducked in the night before to see what it was about, and there was no reason it shouldn't be now, but it wasn't. Scarlett sighed and took another sip of her drink, a brilliant red mix of stuff in a martini glass that was the night's special. Whatever. She'd finish the last of her drink and go back to the room.
"Well now," said a voice like silk, "I sure do hate to see such a pretty young lady looking so unhappy."
"Oh, I completely agree," a similar voice answered. "What can we do to cheer her up?"
"Buy her a drink, maybe?"
Scarlett was aware of something very large behind her, but before she could turn around, a tall segmented leg that gleamed like highly polished plastic came into her field of vision on her right side. Scarlett's breath caught in her throat. Moments later, an identical leg appeared to her left. Any attempt to be cool was out the window as her head whipped around, taking in the large arachnid women on either side of her, who resembled giant Earth black widows, but with what looked much like a head and face by human standards, albeit with some extra eyes. Scarlett's pulse sped up, and she started to feel warm all over.
"So what do you say? Can we buy you a drink?"
Her mouth had gone dry. Scarlett licked her lips and said "Yeah. Yeah, you can buy me a drink."
"That's marvelous. Bartender, another one of whatever. . ."
"Scarlett." She gulped the rest of her glass.
"Whatever Scarlett is having."
The bartender nodded, and replaced her empty glass.
"So," said the one on the left, "a spring breaker?"
She grinned. "You got me."
"Oh we do?" One of the one on the right's legs made contact with Scarlett's bare thigh, and she shivered. She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out.
The one on her left laughed. "Relax, Scarlett. It's just a drink."
"I know. I'm fine," she said, trying to throw in a carefree laugh. She didn't feel fine. Or rather, she felt entirely too fine.
"Are you here from an Earth university?"
Scarlett shook her head. "Asteroid Belt. I'm studying mining and metallurgy. My roommate, too—she's here with me."
"Where?" The one on the right looked around, shifting a bit to scan rather than just turning her head, her rear segment moving into Scarlett's view, then back out.
"Not here in the bar. Just here on break with me." She felt something light on her shoulder, and reached up to brush it off. Her finger stuck to it. Scarlett looked over and realized it was a piece of spider silk, just one small strand. She tugged at it and stared, fascinated, as it pulled at her bare skin. The silk was stronger than she was. One strand would go eventually, but a few more and she wouldn't be able to get it off. She could pull as much as she liked and she'd stay stuck to it. Bound. Unconsciously, she licked her lips.
"So where is she?" The arachnid woman was making a very good show of pretending she didn't notice what was going on with Scarlett.
"Oh, she—she went dancing." The silk strand finally pulled off, and she tried not to sigh. Sweat was trickling between her breasts, and they were sufficiently on display for the spider women to see it. For the first time since she'd tried the top on, she felt exposed instead of sexy, but she liked it—in a blood rushing, incredibly nervous, she needed a new pair of panties way.
"How fortunate for us, isn't it dear?"
"Oh yes."
"You see," the arachnid woman on the right said, "we like to share. Two for one is perfect for us."
"Well," Scarlett said, "let's not get ahead of ourselves." She was trying desperately to keep some dignity, a battle she was losing to the alcohol and endorphins in her brain and the liquid heat pooling between her legs. She took a healthy swig from her martini glass. "After all, I don't even know your names, ladies."
"Of course, how rude of us. I'm Slexla."
"Axla," said the arachnid on her left.
"And you," said Slexla, "are Scarlett." The leg touching Scarlett's thigh slid up and over it, its clawed point drawing a gasp from her as it pressed into her skin enough to dent but not break it, and traced all the way up under her skirt.
"Just. Like. The color. Of those beautiful lips I'm now touching."
The tip of Slexla's leg deftly slipped under Scarlett's panties and slid into her sopping wet pussy. Scarlett fell forward and moaned loud enough for the entire bar to hear. She didn't care.
"Oh God, let's get out of here," she said.
The spiderwomen lived in a large cave near the beach—they were as technologically advanced as the next spacefaring race, but they were a lot hardier than a species like the humans and had never really done the house thing. There wasn't anywhere for Scarlett to sit down and hang out for a bit, but she didn't mind. She figured that, having been penetrated before even leaving the bar, there was no reason not to go right to the sex.
Axla and Slexla watched with hunger, looking every inch the predators they were, as Scarlett undressed. She kicked her shoes off, then unzipped her skirt, shimmying it off her enticing hips. Her sheer underwear was soaked through, giving them an excellent view of her neatly trimmed tuft of pubic hair, also soaked, before it hit the floor. Finally, she crossed her arms and pulled off her top, her large breasts bouncing just a little.
"Mm. Doesn't she look lovely?"
"Oh yes. I'm perfectly happy with my form, but I don't have anything like these."
Slexla reached out a leg and toyed with Scarlett's left breast. It was an amazingly delicate sensation considering the size of the creature touching her. Other legs joined that one, from both of them, and Scarlett moaned as her naked body was traced all over, the pointed ends running over her pelvis, up the sensitive skin on the back of her legs, toying with her butt, and making the barest whisper against her neck. She was panting with excitement, dripping between her legs even while she shook with an atavistic fear.
Slexla moved in closer so she could speak directly to the nude coed.
"Now, this is very fun, and we're really enjoying your lovely body. And I'm sure we could keep it like this and have all three of us end up happy. Isn't that right?" As she said this, her leg, for the second time that evening, traced up the inside of Scarlett's thigh. She shuddered and whimpered as it moved over just a bit and teased her pussy lips, but refused to enter.
"Yes. Yes, we could."
"But that's not what you want is it?"
"No."
"What do you want?"
"I want. . ." She took a deep breath. "I want you to web me."
"Axla, did you hear that? Scarlett wants us to web her."
"Wants to be all tied up, does she?"
"Stretched out."
"Wide open to us."
"Well then. I think we'd better."
"Oh God. Just. . .just. . ."
"Hey." Slexla leaned in close to Scarlett's face and said, very gently: "No pressure. We're on the pill, the eggs are duds. And if anything's too much for you, the safeword is 'glacier,' OK?"
"OK." She smiled. "Thanks. I do want this, it's just a little. . ."
"I know. Are you ready?"
"Yeah, I am."
"That's good. Because Axla's already started."
Scarlett turned her head and saw that indeed, the other spider woman had already attached a few strands of silk to her left arm. When she turned back, Slexla was walking away, strands trailing between her and Scarlett's right arm.
The spiderwomen worked quickly. What started as a few strings became a web stretching from one wall of the cave to the other. Before she knew it Scarlett was spread-eagled up in the air, and thoroughly restrained. The cool, smooth silk ran in angles over her her belly and breasts, wrapped her arms and most of her legs. She was hung up in the center of the web at an angle, arms outstretched above her head, knees slightly bent, and legs separated, not uncomfortably so, but enough that her womanhood felt utterly, deliciously vulnerable. She tried thrashing around a bit, and could barely move, though her movements sent vibrations down the web.
"I think we caught something."
Scarlett moved her head as much as she could, but couldn't see where the voice was coming from.
"Oh definitely—it just moved again."
She could hear the spiderwomen moving around her, but couldn't tell where. Between the echos in the cave and her inability to look around, she had no idea where they were. Her body was damp with nervous sweat, but she was much, much wetter between her legs.
Something landed on the web with a heavy thud. It was almost soundless, but the vibration shook Scarlett. Muscles tightened as her limbs were stretched where the web pulled them, and her breasts swayed slightly in their silky coating. One of them was near. Scarlett craned her neck again, trying to see behind her back. Any second now she would feel a large presence over her back, and then. . .
"Hello."
Scarlett shrieked at the sight of Slexla, who'd suddenly appeared underneath her. Slexla grinned.
"You all ready for me, baby?"
"Oh yeah."
"Good."
Without preamble, Slexla's ovipositor speared into Scarlett.
"Oh my God." Scarlett was so drenched that the ovipositor had gone almost as far into her as it could on one shot, feeling huge in her pussy. She trembled as her vaginal walls clenched around it, vibrations running down the web as her eyes rolled back in pure pleasure. Unconsciously, she rolled her pelvis, trying to bring more of it into her body, even though there wasn't much more she could take.
"Mm, yes baby." Slexla's many legs toyed with Scarlett's nipples and stroked and fondled her body all over. She shuddered pleasurably as Slexla ran a leg down her back and played with her ass. "You enjoying that?"
"Oh God, yes."
"Good. But I'm afraid you've got me too excited to sit still any longer." And with that, Slexla's legs locked around Scarlett, and she began to vigorously thrust in and out of her.
"Oh God. Oh God oh God oh God."
Slexla pounded Scarlett from underneath, the web vibrating all over the place as her sweat-soaked body bounced up and down and her arms and legs pulled convulsively in her passion, though they didn't move more than a fraction of an inch. Her hips weren't going anywhere either, but she still tried to pound them down on to get more of Slexla's ovipositor in her. Which was unnecessary anyway, since Slexla was thrusting as deeply as she could, very fast, and now sounding as crazed and out of breath as Scarlett.
"Oh baby, I can't hold it much longer. I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking fill you with my eggs. You going to come for me too?"
"I'm close, I'm so close, I—"
Slexla reached one of her legs under and played with Scarlett's clit, and the dam burst with a shrieking orgasm. Every muscle in her body tensed, then released. She wanted to collapse, but of course she was powerless to move, and remained locked in place as Slexla continued to fuck her over-stimulated body. Finally, the spiderwoman came herself with cry of ecstasy. If Scarlett's previous orgasm had fried her brain, the one she had when she felt Slexla's eggs pour into her removed it altogether.
When she finally came back down, she found Slexla back on the top of the web to her left, stroking her cheek.
"That was fucking sexy, baby. Do you always come like that?"
"I think I'd be dead if I always came like that."
Slexla chuckled. "How do the eggs feel?"
"Um." Her body was slowly coming back to her, she had to think about it. "I don't know, it's a new sensation. I'm really filled up, and I can feel them in my womb. It's kind of heavy, but nice."
"Nice for the two of you. I bet Slexla didn't leave me any room."
Axla's shadow fell over Scarlett, which once again was about as much as she could see in her current position. Scarlett had thought herself all fucked out, but when she felt Axla's ovipositor probing inside her pussy, even if it indeed couldn't get very far, she could feel her arousal start to rise again.
"Nope. No room in here. Let's see. . ."
Axla's ovipositor bumped lightly against one of Scarlett's ass cheeks, and she suddenly lost her breath at the insinuation. It came back to her soon enough, along with a fresh trickle of sweat in her armpits, and a little more liquid in her pussy. Axla's legs were all over her, very light but touching seemingly everywhere at once. She caressed Scarlett's now slightly rounded belly, ran the delicate points over her breasts, teasing the nipple of the left one, which was exposed through the webbing, and trailed one fine point down Scarlett's spine, leaving the girl shivering. It stopped very briefly at her tailbone, then descended.
"How about it, Scarlett?" Axla asked as her pointed foot slid between the globes of her butt, and the smallest bit of its tip started moving around in her asshole. "Plenty of room in here. Are you going to take my eggs too?"
Scarlett's mind reeled at the thought of that thing going up her butt. But she had no intention of using the safeword. She nodded.
"All right then. Now let's see, where did I put that? Ah yes."
There was a squirting sound above her, Axla pulled her cheeks slightly apart, and a few moments later Scarlett felt the lube pooling in her anus, followed by one of Axla's feet.
"Mm. Nice and hot in there. A bit tight though."
"I-I'm sure you can do something about that," Scarlett said, shakily.
"Afraid I'm going to need your help there, actually."
Tension and excitement ran through her body, which wasn't helping. She took a deep breath and willed herself to relax. Her anal ring loosened, and Axla's leg pressed gently but firmly inside.
"Aah," Scarlett gasped. She had just barely explored anal play before. It was different and a bit uncomfortable, but it also felt good. And as she got used to the sensation of a stuffed butt, it started to feel very good.
"Now, Slexla filled your little pussy up so I can't fuck you. . .but there is a little room to play around."
Scarlett moaned as a leg slid into to her womanhood. The sensation of being double penetrated was intense. And then Axla began to thrust in and out, quickly in Scarlett's pussy and slowly but steadily in her ass.
"I love how you shake the web when you're being pleasured. It's so. . .primal to me. So very arousing." She touched Scarlett's clit, causing her to gasp and shake the web some more.
"I'm going to fuck your ass now, Scarlett. Are you ready?" Axla withdrew entirely from Scarlett's rear. The let up in pressure was nice, but she felt so empty.
"Put it in me," she said, all of her nerves wide awake at the thought of being being penetrated in her most defenseless place while utterly helpless.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then she felt Axla's ovipositor pressing on the globes of her ass, making her convulsively clench her hands in anticipation. Then, slowly, it pushed between them. Scarlett's breath was coming in gasps. Finally, she felt the tip press into her. It was dripping with lube, but felt like it wouldn't fit, an enormous pressure building back there. . .and then the ovipositor popped through.
"God, it's so big."
"No worries, I'll go slow."
Scarlett hadn't counted on it being that slow. Axla entered Scarlett's ass bit by agonizing bit. Five minutes later, Scarlett was a sweaty mess, and the ovipositor still wasn't all the way in.
"Please. . .I'm so ready. . .fuck me. . ."
"Oh, I am. I just like to take my time is all."
Agonizingly slowly, Axla moved in and out of Scarlett. She'd never had her endurance tested like this before, not even close. She lost all track of time or where she was, there was only the feeling of the ovipositor moving in and out of her ass, incredibly slowly, over and over again. She was yanked back into the world when Axla moved a leg into her pussy, causing a startled yell, and then another leg began rubbing her clit.
"Axla. . .Axla I'm gonna. . ." She screamed. Axla sped up her rubbing and thrusting, getting a second orgasm out of Scarlett before the first had even ended. The ovipositor though, stayed at its steady, slow pace. Scarlett hung in the web utterly wrung out, but still letting Axla push slowly in and out of her ass.
Finally, at long last, Axla came. Unlike Slexla or Scarlett, she came quietly, with a low grunt. But Scarlett knew it was happening, because it turned out that Axla could even get her eggs to go slow. One after another she felt them stretch her already expanded ass, then shoot inside her, easing off just in time for the next one. Axla's legs weren't idle while she came, and Scarlett came a couple more times, though they were muted by how overwhelmed her body was. Finally, Axla shuddered as the last egg left her, and she carefully withdrew from Scarlett. For a minute or so, the spiderwomen just let her rest. Then, Slexla appeared in front of her again.
"Well, baby?" she asked. "Did you have a good time?"
"Yes. Oh yes."
****
"They got me out of the web after that, and Slexla made me sit down for a bit and drink a bunch of water—I didn't even realize how thirsty I was until I did, but considering I spent a few hours sweating, it's no wonder I was dehydrated.
"I was pretty shaky on my feet, so they helped me get dressed and gave me a ride home. I have their number, but it's going to be a while before I can do that again. Hell of an experience though."
"So what's with the towel? I mean, I get needing a shower, but I figured you'd've dropped on the first soft surface you could find and slept for the next twelve hours."
"Oh, I would've, but the thing about dud eggs is they don't last long. They're going to liquefy and kind of," Scarlett looked away, embarrassed, "kind of ooze out of me. So I'm going to pour a hot bath, set the safety profiles so I don't drown when I fall asleep, and lie in it all day."
"That sounds pretty good even without needing somewhere for melted eggs to go."
"Yeah, well, there's only one tub, and I'm not letting you share covered in that crud."
"Pfft. Just means I had fun."
Scarlett grinned. "Sure. Come on, if we're going to keep talking let's do it in the bathroom. I need to get settled."
Half an hour later, Minami sighed as the last evidence of her tryst with the hutt went down the drain. She was a little sorry to be totally rid of it, but couldn't deny it felt good to be so freshly scrubbed. She opened the shower door to grab a towel, dried off a bit then wrapped up her hair, which was dyed several shades of purple. Donning a robe, she sat down against one of the cushions in the sitting area around the tub with a contented sigh.
"OK, you're showered," said Scarlett. "Now spill."
****
Minami had started her going-out prep completely naked. Purple was her color, and she wanted to make sure it was everywhere. The Japanese girl regarded herself in the mirror. A series of five-pointed stars in the same shades as her hair were tattooed on the left side of her body, ranging from just above her vagina up to the lower part of her stomach. She took a large scoop of purple glitter in both hands, and dumped it between her small, but well-formed and very perky breasts. A nice large glop of it stayed there, while a narrower trail poured through and down her belly to her pubic hair.
"You know Min, given your taste in sex partners, I have no idea why you don't shave completely."
Scarlett was already dressed, and had come in to put on the finishing touches. She
rummaged through a bag for her lipstick and, without being asked, passed a purple one to her roommate.
"I dunno. I don't mind a little souvenir, I guess." She popped her lips to check the application, and nodded to herself. "Besides, I think it's nice to have things look a little different when my pants come off."
"You're putting way more thought into it than they are, I guarantee that."
"I'm OK with that," she said as she walked out to her room.
A bit of black this time, she pulled on a thong, her marvelous r ass completely exposed with just a narrow strip of cloth running up between the buttocks. Then back to purple, a pair of metallic violet shorts that were all of four inches long and cut low across the front so that the thin straps of her underwear came out above it.
Scarlett shrugged. "Well, if it works for you. . ."
"That it does." She returned to the bathroom, carrying a roll of electrical tape. Scarlett was still there, giving herself one last inspection in the mirror. Minami peeled off strips of tape, and covered each nipple with a black X. Done.
"All right. Let's go have some fun."
Scarlett and Minami had shared a cab to the main drag, then headed their separate ways. Minami paid the cover at the door—that is, she smiled and leaned her boobs into the bouncer's face—and was instantly assaulted by pounding beats and flashing lights. After a trip to the bar for her first drink of the night, she got out on the dancefloor.
The place was packed tight, which was great. Minami loved getting out there and being in the crowd, dancing with anyone and everyone, feeling close with people she'd just met as they worked up a blissful sweat. Even wearing as little as she was, all those bodies and all that moving got her nice and heated, so after a while she went to the bar to get some water and chill out a bit. When the green being sitting next to her leaned over to show a vaporizer in its cupped palm, she nodded enthusiastically and followed it. Minami never bothered to smuggle her own drugs, there was always someone willing to share with a cute, mostly naked girl. She didn't touch the heavy stuff, but did enjoy a good buzz. She followed the green guy to a somewhat hidden corner—security at these places usually understood not to bust anyone who at least made an effort—and about five minutes later she had a wonderful floating feeling going on. The green guy gestured for her to follow him back to the dancefloor. She shook her head and pointed to the bathroom, trying to convey that she'd find him after she was done.
When she got back to dancing though, she couldn't find him in the crowd, plus everything was a little fuzzy around the edges. Oh well. Lots of other people to dance with. She lost herself to the music, twisting her body around, breasts bouncing. She was just about ready to take another break when she saw him. Easily visible in a crowd of smaller species, there was a hutt. He was large and fat, and the lights glistened off him in a way that bespoke a nice sheen of slime. In addition to feeling good, Minami was now feeling horny.
So much for taking a break. Minami danced her way over to the hutt. She caught his eye, and he seemed to like what he saw. Hutts couldn't really dance, but he seemed to be shifting his movements in time with her. She ground her plastic-covered ass into his flab, then turned around and repeated with her crotch, while her nearly bare breasts came tantalizingly close.
That seemed to do it. The hutt nodded his head in the direction of the exit, and, with a big smile, she nodded back. She pressed her side into his while waiting for a cab large enough for their needs, reveling in the feel of that slime sticking to her and the feeling his huge hand covering the entire small of her back and coming a bit around the sides. The touch had her so excited that she felt like they'd been waiting forever, but finally transportation arrived, and then the two of them were hustling across the hotel lobby for an elevator. They couldn't wait the small length of the trip up; the hutt's tail was suddenly between Minami's legs, rubbing at the crotch of her shorts. She moaned and leaned against him, kissing the hutt's slimy skin all over while she rubbed her breasts on it.
Finally they were at his room. Once they were inside, she tried to climb right on him, but the hutt shook his head and pointed over by his resting slab (not much point in a mattress for a hutt) and indicated a hookah.
"OK," she said, taking off her flip flops and sitting down cross-legged while he packed it. "I'm Minami, by the way."
"Agra," he rumbled, and took a large hit. He held it a bit then exhaled clouds of smoke into the room and passed the end over to Minami.
She inhaled deeply and held it for moment, then let go. As with her earlier smoke, everything got warmly fuzzy.
"That's some good stuff," she said, and passed the hose back to Agra, who took another heavy hit. His eyes rolled a bit, and for a moment he just held the end like he'd forgotten it was there, then seemed to wake up, and passed it back to Minami.
Her second smoke had her really gone. Minami's world still had very pleasant soft edges, but the sensations of her body were much sharper. Her entire world seemed to center between her legs. She was wet and empty, and her body cried out to be filled. Visions of the hutt penetrating her swirled through her head, and without even realizing what she was doing, Minami stood up and unbuttoned her shorts, then worked them down and off. She would've removed her underwear next, but got distracted when Agra's next pull off the hookah relaxed him enough that mucus streamed out of his nose. Minami needed to touch him, now. She moaned and closed the distance between them and climbed up on his belly, mashing her tits into his fat, and reveling in the feeling of them getting coated in slime and snot. At the same time she spread her legs wide and ground her pussy against the hutt. Her already soaked thong got even wetter as she rolled her hips into Agra's secretions.
Agra rumbled his approval, then pulled her up higher, scooping her entire ass in one hand, and stuck out his tongue, which Minami sucked into her mouth.
"Mm," she said after the grotesque french kiss, "this is gonna be so much fucking fun."
While Minami sucked the hutt's tongue back in again, the thumb on his supporting hand slipped under the back strap of her thong and probed around, putting slime in her crack and brushing tantalizingly over her anus before slipping into Minami's drenched pussy. As turned on and high as she was, she damn near came just from that. As it was, she was shaking so hard that Agra put his other hand on her back to keep her in place, then slid it down, sliming her back, to rip her thong right off, the already flimsy piece of fabric now gone completely.
Agra boosted her higher up on his body with the hand that cradled her ass, and put her breasts in his mouth. She moaned and clawed futilely for purchase at his slippery skin while a giant tongue slid around and over her boobs, feeling like heaven against her nipples. When he let them out, they were dripping with all kinds of fluids and the tape was totally gone. Minami rubbed her rock hard nipples into his chest, loving the feeling, while going in for another kiss.
The hutt rumbled something in his native language, too high and horny to remember to speak basic. He took his finger out of her, which made her briefly cry in protest, then spun her entire body upside down so she was staring at the floor. He had her by the thighs, which he spread wide. Minami was intensely conscious of the fact that she was wide open and exposed, but couldn't see what was coming next. She was breathing hard in anticipation, and Agra didn't keep her waiting.
The huge tongue that had felt so good on her breasts now really blew her mind as it slid into her pussy. Unlike a human tongue or even cock, it just kept filling her up until no more could fit. Then, he started moving it.
Minami whined and shook in pleasure, feeling all those muscles rippling inside her, tasting her and caressing every sensitive spot. Her fingers dug into the hutt's stomach, squeezing and slipping in his grease, and unconsciously pushing her hips back up against Agra's tongue, which was now rippling in a steady rhythm. She very, very close to coming, just a little bit more. . .then he shifted slightly so that he was now holding her by the ass, his slimy hands digging into her delectable cheeks, and his thumbs now in a position to rub her clit.
Minami screamed as she came hard, hips bucking as her body frantically tried to cram more of Agra's tongue into her, even though she was already full. Finally, she calmed down, her breathing returning to normal, and Agra slowly pulled his tongue back out of her.
"Wow," she said, twisting her neck to address him. "That was amazing! OK, let me down and I'll. . ."
Minami's voice trailed off as she felt his tongue again, only a little higher this time. He licked all over her butt, then worked the powerful appendage in between her cheeks, where the tip pressed up against her rosebud.
"Oh, wow."
The tip of the hutt's tongue was surprisingly dextrous. It gently played with her asshole until it relaxed, allowing the tip in. Then he added more. Minami felt a firm pressure from something so big trying to get in there, but no pain. Having something wet and slick back there was odd, but not unpleasant. . .and then it started to feel good. Different, but really, really good. As before the hutt just pushing more and more in, sloshing his tongue inside her bowels, slime from his skin and tongue messily coating her rear end and dripping down her body. Minami reached a hand up between herself and the hutt, making her arm even slimier than it had been before, and stuck two fingers in her pussy, which she began thrusting in at out of while her palm rubbed her clit. The hutt's long, supple tongue sliming its way through her ass was like a weird pressure at the top of her fogged brain. Her body squirmed around on the hutt's foul skin, smearing slime and snot further over her body and leaving glitter on Agra's belly as his tongue writhed in her asshole. The feeling was so different that Minami wasn't even aware of her climax until it was right on top of her. The pleasure from her rear hit her sideways and her orgasm came over her, very different than usual, but still really good. She slowly came down to the feeling of Agra's giant tongue pulling out of her ass, panting as her body slipped down his belly on a wave of goo.
Minami slid all the way down and sat at the base of the hutt's giant, slug-like belly. She took a moment to catch her breath, then her eyes alit on his tail and she dove for it, stuffing the tip in her mouth and sucking on it for all she was worth while her small hands roamed up and down it. Agara groaned, more mucus coming out of his nose, and bumped part of his tail that was under her against her knees. Without letting go of the tip, Minami sat back and parted her legs, strings of snot and slime stretching between them, then met his tail halfway so that she was grinding her vulva against it while she continued to give a blowjob to the tip. Human and hutt both moaned and groaned as their most sensitive regions were stimulated.
Agra mumbled something, again too stoned and aroused to manage basic.
"Huh?" asked Minami, taking her mouth of his tail for a moment, and then "oh," as he reached down and sat her on his belly, right side up this time, her small butt fitting in just one of his hands. That hand spread her legs and held the inside of her thigh, the other one covered her breasts. Minami was gushing in anticipation and Agra didn't make her wait, with one stroke he thrust his tail into her pussy.
"Ohhhh goddddd." Minami's eyes rolled back in her head as he fucked her, tail bottoming out on every stroke. There was so much sticky secretions on Agra by now that she was practically stuck in place, letting him thrust in and out rapidly without having to hold her in place, letting his hands roam over her body instead, playing with breasts, nipple, ears, and arms. His tongue too, reached down to lick at her. Both were breathing heavily. Agra's hands ceased to roam, holding her down instead while he really fucked his tail in and out. Minami was close too, and her right hand reached down to rub furiously across her clit. With one final thrust Agra let out a rumbling groan and squirted within her, seconds later Minami's mouth opened in a silent gasp as she came while his semen leaked out around the edges where they were joined. The two of them drowsed off, the hutt's tail sliding out of her as they fell asleep, secretions drying over both of them.
****
". . .and then I came back here and you scared the crap out of me."
"Sounds like a hell of a night for us both then."
"Yup."
"Man, I'm beat though. And kind of sore." Scarlett yawned. "Really ought to just take it easy tonight, stay in."
"Yeah, I know. Me too."
Her roommate grinned. "So I take it we're going to rest up and go out?"
She smiled back. "Yup."
-End
I've been wanting to do a hutt story, but didn't want to deal with Star Wars mythology.
Somehow, those two things ended up in the same story. I hope you enjoy. Comments are welcome and encouraged, I love to hear from my readers!
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Minami awoke slowly, memories coming back to her over a minute or two. She was still lying naked on the broad, bloated belly of the hutt where she'd fallen asleep after the two of them had finally spent themselves following several hours of fucking, the evidence of their night all around her. The glitter she'd dusted herself with was almost totally gone. She could smell the distinctive tang of her pussy, and the wild aroma of whatever had been in the hookah permeated the room. But what she smelled more than anything was the hutt, his flesh's usual reek plus all the slime and cum and saliva they'd stirred up. There'd been so much of that, in fact, that she was practically glued to him, and had to peel herself off like the backing of a sticker. A substantial amount of dried gunk was still on her as she eased her way to the floor, her body was splattered all over, her right breast in particular almost totally coated in a snot-green shell.
"Oh man," she said, after carefully sliding to the floor, "this stuff got everywhere." The slime in her arrow of black pubic hair was the least of it, she could actually feel some of it dried in her pussy and ass, which were pleasantly sore. She searched the room for what little she'd been wearing. "I am going to take such a shower."
Having gathered up her shorts and flip flops (her underwear was nowhere to be found), she turned to the hutt, who was still asleep, and said "Hey, Jaron? Phrex? Sorry, can't really remember, you've got a hell of a pipe. I'll, uh, call. . .I'll be in touch. . .I'll see. . .last night was a lot of fun, I gotta go."
Finding her phone, which would also need a good cleaning, Minami saw that it was almost dawn. Her shorts hadn't dried yet, and the hutt (was it Xephus?) was staying in the same hotel she was; she'd chance it. Holding her shorts in front of her crotch, she dashed for the elevator, the firm ass of her athletic figure barely jiggling, and managed to get back to her room without running into anyone. Breathing a sigh of relief, she closed the door, then almost jumped out of her skin when a voice said "Looks like someone had a good time."
"Jesus! Don't scare me like that!" Minami tried to look pissed, but Scarlett, her friend and roommate, was laughing so hard that she had to smile. She was wrapped in a towel, though her dry hair said she hadn't showered yet.
"Looks like I wasn't the only one."
"Me? Get picked up?" Scarlett held her hand to her chest in mock affront, an especially good gesture as she had rather more up top than was on Minami's slim form."The very idea!"
"Sure," Minami said as the two of them giggled, "You just went out for a few drinks, came home, then decided to get up before the sun rose."
"That's right! All the best medical minds say three hours of sleep is the new healthy."
"Uh huh. So what were you up to?"
"Well. . ."
****
"Ugh. This place is fucking dead." Scarlett was sitting at what was, for spring break, a fancy bar, and accordingly was dressed, for spring break, fancy: a tight black skirt ended well above her knees, and her ample breasts made enticing cleavage in a black vinyl tube top. Against her clothes and short dark hair even the dull oxblood color of her nails and lips popped. She was showing acres of leg, stomach, and shoulders, and she knew it all looked mouth-wateringly good. She just didn't have anyone worth showing it to.
In the two hours she'd been at the bar, she'd been hit on by three humans, two men and a woman, none of whom did anything for her, some tall rectangular thing that seemed to be made of fungus ("Should've gone dancing," she thought after it got the message and left, "Minami would've been all over you"), and a bear-like creature. Some girls liked that whole primal, on all fours under the huge hairy being thing. She wasn't one of them.
And that was it. The place had been hopping when she had ducked in the night before to see what it was about, and there was no reason it shouldn't be now, but it wasn't. Scarlett sighed and took another sip of her drink, a brilliant red mix of stuff in a martini glass that was the night's special. Whatever. She'd finish the last of her drink and go back to the room.
"Well now," said a voice like silk, "I sure do hate to see such a pretty young lady looking so unhappy."
"Oh, I completely agree," a similar voice answered. "What can we do to cheer her up?"
"Buy her a drink, maybe?"
Scarlett was aware of something very large behind her, but before she could turn around, a tall segmented leg that gleamed like highly polished plastic came into her field of vision on her right side. Scarlett's breath caught in her throat. Moments later, an identical leg appeared to her left. Any attempt to be cool was out the window as her head whipped around, taking in the large arachnid women on either side of her, who resembled giant Earth black widows, but with what looked much like a head and face by human standards, albeit with some extra eyes. Scarlett's pulse sped up, and she started to feel warm all over.
"So what do you say? Can we buy you a drink?"
Her mouth had gone dry. Scarlett licked her lips and said "Yeah. Yeah, you can buy me a drink."
"That's marvelous. Bartender, another one of whatever. . ."
"Scarlett." She gulped the rest of her glass.
"Whatever Scarlett is having."
The bartender nodded, and replaced her empty glass.
"So," said the one on the left, "a spring breaker?"
She grinned. "You got me."
"Oh we do?" One of the one on the right's legs made contact with Scarlett's bare thigh, and she shivered. She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out.
The one on her left laughed. "Relax, Scarlett. It's just a drink."
"I know. I'm fine," she said, trying to throw in a carefree laugh. She didn't feel fine. Or rather, she felt entirely too fine.
"Are you here from an Earth university?"
Scarlett shook her head. "Asteroid Belt. I'm studying mining and metallurgy. My roommate, too—she's here with me."
"Where?" The one on the right looked around, shifting a bit to scan rather than just turning her head, her rear segment moving into Scarlett's view, then back out.
"Not here in the bar. Just here on break with me." She felt something light on her shoulder, and reached up to brush it off. Her finger stuck to it. Scarlett looked over and realized it was a piece of spider silk, just one small strand. She tugged at it and stared, fascinated, as it pulled at her bare skin. The silk was stronger than she was. One strand would go eventually, but a few more and she wouldn't be able to get it off. She could pull as much as she liked and she'd stay stuck to it. Bound. Unconsciously, she licked her lips.
"So where is she?" The arachnid woman was making a very good show of pretending she didn't notice what was going on with Scarlett.
"Oh, she—she went dancing." The silk strand finally pulled off, and she tried not to sigh. Sweat was trickling between her breasts, and they were sufficiently on display for the spider women to see it. For the first time since she'd tried the top on, she felt exposed instead of sexy, but she liked it—in a blood rushing, incredibly nervous, she needed a new pair of panties way.
"How fortunate for us, isn't it dear?"
"Oh yes."
"You see," the arachnid woman on the right said, "we like to share. Two for one is perfect for us."
"Well," Scarlett said, "let's not get ahead of ourselves." She was trying desperately to keep some dignity, a battle she was losing to the alcohol and endorphins in her brain and the liquid heat pooling between her legs. She took a healthy swig from her martini glass. "After all, I don't even know your names, ladies."
"Of course, how rude of us. I'm Slexla."
"Axla," said the arachnid on her left.
"And you," said Slexla, "are Scarlett." The leg touching Scarlett's thigh slid up and over it, its clawed point drawing a gasp from her as it pressed into her skin enough to dent but not break it, and traced all the way up under her skirt.
"Just. Like. The color. Of those beautiful lips I'm now touching."
The tip of Slexla's leg deftly slipped under Scarlett's panties and slid into her sopping wet pussy. Scarlett fell forward and moaned loud enough for the entire bar to hear. She didn't care.
"Oh God, let's get out of here," she said.
The spiderwomen lived in a large cave near the beach—they were as technologically advanced as the next spacefaring race, but they were a lot hardier than a species like the humans and had never really done the house thing. There wasn't anywhere for Scarlett to sit down and hang out for a bit, but she didn't mind. She figured that, having been penetrated before even leaving the bar, there was no reason not to go right to the sex.
Axla and Slexla watched with hunger, looking every inch the predators they were, as Scarlett undressed. She kicked her shoes off, then unzipped her skirt, shimmying it off her enticing hips. Her sheer underwear was soaked through, giving them an excellent view of her neatly trimmed tuft of pubic hair, also soaked, before it hit the floor. Finally, she crossed her arms and pulled off her top, her large breasts bouncing just a little.
"Mm. Doesn't she look lovely?"
"Oh yes. I'm perfectly happy with my form, but I don't have anything like these."
Slexla reached out a leg and toyed with Scarlett's left breast. It was an amazingly delicate sensation considering the size of the creature touching her. Other legs joined that one, from both of them, and Scarlett moaned as her naked body was traced all over, the pointed ends running over her pelvis, up the sensitive skin on the back of her legs, toying with her butt, and making the barest whisper against her neck. She was panting with excitement, dripping between her legs even while she shook with an atavistic fear.
Slexla moved in closer so she could speak directly to the nude coed.
"Now, this is very fun, and we're really enjoying your lovely body. And I'm sure we could keep it like this and have all three of us end up happy. Isn't that right?" As she said this, her leg, for the second time that evening, traced up the inside of Scarlett's thigh. She shuddered and whimpered as it moved over just a bit and teased her pussy lips, but refused to enter.
"Yes. Yes, we could."
"But that's not what you want is it?"
"No."
"What do you want?"
"I want. . ." She took a deep breath. "I want you to web me."
"Axla, did you hear that? Scarlett wants us to web her."
"Wants to be all tied up, does she?"
"Stretched out."
"Wide open to us."
"Well then. I think we'd better."
"Oh God. Just. . .just. . ."
"Hey." Slexla leaned in close to Scarlett's face and said, very gently: "No pressure. We're on the pill, the eggs are duds. And if anything's too much for you, the safeword is 'glacier,' OK?"
"OK." She smiled. "Thanks. I do want this, it's just a little. . ."
"I know. Are you ready?"
"Yeah, I am."
"That's good. Because Axla's already started."
Scarlett turned her head and saw that indeed, the other spider woman had already attached a few strands of silk to her left arm. When she turned back, Slexla was walking away, strands trailing between her and Scarlett's right arm.
The spiderwomen worked quickly. What started as a few strings became a web stretching from one wall of the cave to the other. Before she knew it Scarlett was spread-eagled up in the air, and thoroughly restrained. The cool, smooth silk ran in angles over her her belly and breasts, wrapped her arms and most of her legs. She was hung up in the center of the web at an angle, arms outstretched above her head, knees slightly bent, and legs separated, not uncomfortably so, but enough that her womanhood felt utterly, deliciously vulnerable. She tried thrashing around a bit, and could barely move, though her movements sent vibrations down the web.
"I think we caught something."
Scarlett moved her head as much as she could, but couldn't see where the voice was coming from.
"Oh definitely—it just moved again."
She could hear the spiderwomen moving around her, but couldn't tell where. Between the echos in the cave and her inability to look around, she had no idea where they were. Her body was damp with nervous sweat, but she was much, much wetter between her legs.
Something landed on the web with a heavy thud. It was almost soundless, but the vibration shook Scarlett. Muscles tightened as her limbs were stretched where the web pulled them, and her breasts swayed slightly in their silky coating. One of them was near. Scarlett craned her neck again, trying to see behind her back. Any second now she would feel a large presence over her back, and then. . .
"Hello."
Scarlett shrieked at the sight of Slexla, who'd suddenly appeared underneath her. Slexla grinned.
"You all ready for me, baby?"
"Oh yeah."
"Good."
Without preamble, Slexla's ovipositor speared into Scarlett.
"Oh my God." Scarlett was so drenched that the ovipositor had gone almost as far into her as it could on one shot, feeling huge in her pussy. She trembled as her vaginal walls clenched around it, vibrations running down the web as her eyes rolled back in pure pleasure. Unconsciously, she rolled her pelvis, trying to bring more of it into her body, even though there wasn't much more she could take.
"Mm, yes baby." Slexla's many legs toyed with Scarlett's nipples and stroked and fondled her body all over. She shuddered pleasurably as Slexla ran a leg down her back and played with her ass. "You enjoying that?"
"Oh God, yes."
"Good. But I'm afraid you've got me too excited to sit still any longer." And with that, Slexla's legs locked around Scarlett, and she began to vigorously thrust in and out of her.
"Oh God. Oh God oh God oh God."
Slexla pounded Scarlett from underneath, the web vibrating all over the place as her sweat-soaked body bounced up and down and her arms and legs pulled convulsively in her passion, though they didn't move more than a fraction of an inch. Her hips weren't going anywhere either, but she still tried to pound them down on to get more of Slexla's ovipositor in her. Which was unnecessary anyway, since Slexla was thrusting as deeply as she could, very fast, and now sounding as crazed and out of breath as Scarlett.
"Oh baby, I can't hold it much longer. I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking fill you with my eggs. You going to come for me too?"
"I'm close, I'm so close, I—"
Slexla reached one of her legs under and played with Scarlett's clit, and the dam burst with a shrieking orgasm. Every muscle in her body tensed, then released. She wanted to collapse, but of course she was powerless to move, and remained locked in place as Slexla continued to fuck her over-stimulated body. Finally, the spiderwoman came herself with cry of ecstasy. If Scarlett's previous orgasm had fried her brain, the one she had when she felt Slexla's eggs pour into her removed it altogether.
When she finally came back down, she found Slexla back on the top of the web to her left, stroking her cheek.
"That was fucking sexy, baby. Do you always come like that?"
"I think I'd be dead if I always came like that."
Slexla chuckled. "How do the eggs feel?"
"Um." Her body was slowly coming back to her, she had to think about it. "I don't know, it's a new sensation. I'm really filled up, and I can feel them in my womb. It's kind of heavy, but nice."
"Nice for the two of you. I bet Slexla didn't leave me any room."
Axla's shadow fell over Scarlett, which once again was about as much as she could see in her current position. Scarlett had thought herself all fucked out, but when she felt Axla's ovipositor probing inside her pussy, even if it indeed couldn't get very far, she could feel her arousal start to rise again.
"Nope. No room in here. Let's see. . ."
Axla's ovipositor bumped lightly against one of Scarlett's ass cheeks, and she suddenly lost her breath at the insinuation. It came back to her soon enough, along with a fresh trickle of sweat in her armpits, and a little more liquid in her pussy. Axla's legs were all over her, very light but touching seemingly everywhere at once. She caressed Scarlett's now slightly rounded belly, ran the delicate points over her breasts, teasing the nipple of the left one, which was exposed through the webbing, and trailed one fine point down Scarlett's spine, leaving the girl shivering. It stopped very briefly at her tailbone, then descended.
"How about it, Scarlett?" Axla asked as her pointed foot slid between the globes of her butt, and the smallest bit of its tip started moving around in her asshole. "Plenty of room in here. Are you going to take my eggs too?"
Scarlett's mind reeled at the thought of that thing going up her butt. But she had no intention of using the safeword. She nodded.
"All right then. Now let's see, where did I put that? Ah yes."
There was a squirting sound above her, Axla pulled her cheeks slightly apart, and a few moments later Scarlett felt the lube pooling in her anus, followed by one of Axla's feet.
"Mm. Nice and hot in there. A bit tight though."
"I-I'm sure you can do something about that," Scarlett said, shakily.
"Afraid I'm going to need your help there, actually."
Tension and excitement ran through her body, which wasn't helping. She took a deep breath and willed herself to relax. Her anal ring loosened, and Axla's leg pressed gently but firmly inside.
"Aah," Scarlett gasped. She had just barely explored anal play before. It was different and a bit uncomfortable, but it also felt good. And as she got used to the sensation of a stuffed butt, it started to feel very good.
"Now, Slexla filled your little pussy up so I can't fuck you. . .but there is a little room to play around."
Scarlett moaned as a leg slid into to her womanhood. The sensation of being double penetrated was intense. And then Axla began to thrust in and out, quickly in Scarlett's pussy and slowly but steadily in her ass.
"I love how you shake the web when you're being pleasured. It's so. . .primal to me. So very arousing." She touched Scarlett's clit, causing her to gasp and shake the web some more.
"I'm going to fuck your ass now, Scarlett. Are you ready?" Axla withdrew entirely from Scarlett's rear. The let up in pressure was nice, but she felt so empty.
"Put it in me," she said, all of her nerves wide awake at the thought of being being penetrated in her most defenseless place while utterly helpless.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then she felt Axla's ovipositor pressing on the globes of her ass, making her convulsively clench her hands in anticipation. Then, slowly, it pushed between them. Scarlett's breath was coming in gasps. Finally, she felt the tip press into her. It was dripping with lube, but felt like it wouldn't fit, an enormous pressure building back there. . .and then the ovipositor popped through.
"God, it's so big."
"No worries, I'll go slow."
Scarlett hadn't counted on it being that slow. Axla entered Scarlett's ass bit by agonizing bit. Five minutes later, Scarlett was a sweaty mess, and the ovipositor still wasn't all the way in.
"Please. . .I'm so ready. . .fuck me. . ."
"Oh, I am. I just like to take my time is all."
Agonizingly slowly, Axla moved in and out of Scarlett. She'd never had her endurance tested like this before, not even close. She lost all track of time or where she was, there was only the feeling of the ovipositor moving in and out of her ass, incredibly slowly, over and over again. She was yanked back into the world when Axla moved a leg into her pussy, causing a startled yell, and then another leg began rubbing her clit.
"Axla. . .Axla I'm gonna. . ." She screamed. Axla sped up her rubbing and thrusting, getting a second orgasm out of Scarlett before the first had even ended. The ovipositor though, stayed at its steady, slow pace. Scarlett hung in the web utterly wrung out, but still letting Axla push slowly in and out of her ass.
Finally, at long last, Axla came. Unlike Slexla or Scarlett, she came quietly, with a low grunt. But Scarlett knew it was happening, because it turned out that Axla could even get her eggs to go slow. One after another she felt them stretch her already expanded ass, then shoot inside her, easing off just in time for the next one. Axla's legs weren't idle while she came, and Scarlett came a couple more times, though they were muted by how overwhelmed her body was. Finally, Axla shuddered as the last egg left her, and she carefully withdrew from Scarlett. For a minute or so, the spiderwomen just let her rest. Then, Slexla appeared in front of her again.
"Well, baby?" she asked. "Did you have a good time?"
"Yes. Oh yes."
****
"They got me out of the web after that, and Slexla made me sit down for a bit and drink a bunch of water—I didn't even realize how thirsty I was until I did, but considering I spent a few hours sweating, it's no wonder I was dehydrated.
"I was pretty shaky on my feet, so they helped me get dressed and gave me a ride home. I have their number, but it's going to be a while before I can do that again. Hell of an experience though."
"So what's with the towel? I mean, I get needing a shower, but I figured you'd've dropped on the first soft surface you could find and slept for the next twelve hours."
"Oh, I would've, but the thing about dud eggs is they don't last long. They're going to liquefy and kind of," Scarlett looked away, embarrassed, "kind of ooze out of me. So I'm going to pour a hot bath, set the safety profiles so I don't drown when I fall asleep, and lie in it all day."
"That sounds pretty good even without needing somewhere for melted eggs to go."
"Yeah, well, there's only one tub, and I'm not letting you share covered in that crud."
"Pfft. Just means I had fun."
Scarlett grinned. "Sure. Come on, if we're going to keep talking let's do it in the bathroom. I need to get settled."
Half an hour later, Minami sighed as the last evidence of her tryst with the hutt went down the drain. She was a little sorry to be totally rid of it, but couldn't deny it felt good to be so freshly scrubbed. She opened the shower door to grab a towel, dried off a bit then wrapped up her hair, which was dyed several shades of purple. Donning a robe, she sat down against one of the cushions in the sitting area around the tub with a contented sigh.
"OK, you're showered," said Scarlett. "Now spill."
****
Minami had started her going-out prep completely naked. Purple was her color, and she wanted to make sure it was everywhere. The Japanese girl regarded herself in the mirror. A series of five-pointed stars in the same shades as her hair were tattooed on the left side of her body, ranging from just above her vagina up to the lower part of her stomach. She took a large scoop of purple glitter in both hands, and dumped it between her small, but well-formed and very perky breasts. A nice large glop of it stayed there, while a narrower trail poured through and down her belly to her pubic hair.
"You know Min, given your taste in sex partners, I have no idea why you don't shave completely."
Scarlett was already dressed, and had come in to put on the finishing touches. She
rummaged through a bag for her lipstick and, without being asked, passed a purple one to her roommate.
"I dunno. I don't mind a little souvenir, I guess." She popped her lips to check the application, and nodded to herself. "Besides, I think it's nice to have things look a little different when my pants come off."
"You're putting way more thought into it than they are, I guarantee that."
"I'm OK with that," she said as she walked out to her room.
A bit of black this time, she pulled on a thong, her marvelous r ass completely exposed with just a narrow strip of cloth running up between the buttocks. Then back to purple, a pair of metallic violet shorts that were all of four inches long and cut low across the front so that the thin straps of her underwear came out above it.
Scarlett shrugged. "Well, if it works for you. . ."
"That it does." She returned to the bathroom, carrying a roll of electrical tape. Scarlett was still there, giving herself one last inspection in the mirror. Minami peeled off strips of tape, and covered each nipple with a black X. Done.
"All right. Let's go have some fun."
Scarlett and Minami had shared a cab to the main drag, then headed their separate ways. Minami paid the cover at the door—that is, she smiled and leaned her boobs into the bouncer's face—and was instantly assaulted by pounding beats and flashing lights. After a trip to the bar for her first drink of the night, she got out on the dancefloor.
The place was packed tight, which was great. Minami loved getting out there and being in the crowd, dancing with anyone and everyone, feeling close with people she'd just met as they worked up a blissful sweat. Even wearing as little as she was, all those bodies and all that moving got her nice and heated, so after a while she went to the bar to get some water and chill out a bit. When the green being sitting next to her leaned over to show a vaporizer in its cupped palm, she nodded enthusiastically and followed it. Minami never bothered to smuggle her own drugs, there was always someone willing to share with a cute, mostly naked girl. She didn't touch the heavy stuff, but did enjoy a good buzz. She followed the green guy to a somewhat hidden corner—security at these places usually understood not to bust anyone who at least made an effort—and about five minutes later she had a wonderful floating feeling going on. The green guy gestured for her to follow him back to the dancefloor. She shook her head and pointed to the bathroom, trying to convey that she'd find him after she was done.
When she got back to dancing though, she couldn't find him in the crowd, plus everything was a little fuzzy around the edges. Oh well. Lots of other people to dance with. She lost herself to the music, twisting her body around, breasts bouncing. She was just about ready to take another break when she saw him. Easily visible in a crowd of smaller species, there was a hutt. He was large and fat, and the lights glistened off him in a way that bespoke a nice sheen of slime. In addition to feeling good, Minami was now feeling horny.
So much for taking a break. Minami danced her way over to the hutt. She caught his eye, and he seemed to like what he saw. Hutts couldn't really dance, but he seemed to be shifting his movements in time with her. She ground her plastic-covered ass into his flab, then turned around and repeated with her crotch, while her nearly bare breasts came tantalizingly close.
That seemed to do it. The hutt nodded his head in the direction of the exit, and, with a big smile, she nodded back. She pressed her side into his while waiting for a cab large enough for their needs, reveling in the feel of that slime sticking to her and the feeling his huge hand covering the entire small of her back and coming a bit around the sides. The touch had her so excited that she felt like they'd been waiting forever, but finally transportation arrived, and then the two of them were hustling across the hotel lobby for an elevator. They couldn't wait the small length of the trip up; the hutt's tail was suddenly between Minami's legs, rubbing at the crotch of her shorts. She moaned and leaned against him, kissing the hutt's slimy skin all over while she rubbed her breasts on it.
Finally they were at his room. Once they were inside, she tried to climb right on him, but the hutt shook his head and pointed over by his resting slab (not much point in a mattress for a hutt) and indicated a hookah.
"OK," she said, taking off her flip flops and sitting down cross-legged while he packed it. "I'm Minami, by the way."
"Agra," he rumbled, and took a large hit. He held it a bit then exhaled clouds of smoke into the room and passed the end over to Minami.
She inhaled deeply and held it for moment, then let go. As with her earlier smoke, everything got warmly fuzzy.
"That's some good stuff," she said, and passed the hose back to Agra, who took another heavy hit. His eyes rolled a bit, and for a moment he just held the end like he'd forgotten it was there, then seemed to wake up, and passed it back to Minami.
Her second smoke had her really gone. Minami's world still had very pleasant soft edges, but the sensations of her body were much sharper. Her entire world seemed to center between her legs. She was wet and empty, and her body cried out to be filled. Visions of the hutt penetrating her swirled through her head, and without even realizing what she was doing, Minami stood up and unbuttoned her shorts, then worked them down and off. She would've removed her underwear next, but got distracted when Agra's next pull off the hookah relaxed him enough that mucus streamed out of his nose. Minami needed to touch him, now. She moaned and closed the distance between them and climbed up on his belly, mashing her tits into his fat, and reveling in the feeling of them getting coated in slime and snot. At the same time she spread her legs wide and ground her pussy against the hutt. Her already soaked thong got even wetter as she rolled her hips into Agra's secretions.
Agra rumbled his approval, then pulled her up higher, scooping her entire ass in one hand, and stuck out his tongue, which Minami sucked into her mouth.
"Mm," she said after the grotesque french kiss, "this is gonna be so much fucking fun."
While Minami sucked the hutt's tongue back in again, the thumb on his supporting hand slipped under the back strap of her thong and probed around, putting slime in her crack and brushing tantalizingly over her anus before slipping into Minami's drenched pussy. As turned on and high as she was, she damn near came just from that. As it was, she was shaking so hard that Agra put his other hand on her back to keep her in place, then slid it down, sliming her back, to rip her thong right off, the already flimsy piece of fabric now gone completely.
Agra boosted her higher up on his body with the hand that cradled her ass, and put her breasts in his mouth. She moaned and clawed futilely for purchase at his slippery skin while a giant tongue slid around and over her boobs, feeling like heaven against her nipples. When he let them out, they were dripping with all kinds of fluids and the tape was totally gone. Minami rubbed her rock hard nipples into his chest, loving the feeling, while going in for another kiss.
The hutt rumbled something in his native language, too high and horny to remember to speak basic. He took his finger out of her, which made her briefly cry in protest, then spun her entire body upside down so she was staring at the floor. He had her by the thighs, which he spread wide. Minami was intensely conscious of the fact that she was wide open and exposed, but couldn't see what was coming next. She was breathing hard in anticipation, and Agra didn't keep her waiting.
The huge tongue that had felt so good on her breasts now really blew her mind as it slid into her pussy. Unlike a human tongue or even cock, it just kept filling her up until no more could fit. Then, he started moving it.
Minami whined and shook in pleasure, feeling all those muscles rippling inside her, tasting her and caressing every sensitive spot. Her fingers dug into the hutt's stomach, squeezing and slipping in his grease, and unconsciously pushing her hips back up against Agra's tongue, which was now rippling in a steady rhythm. She very, very close to coming, just a little bit more. . .then he shifted slightly so that he was now holding her by the ass, his slimy hands digging into her delectable cheeks, and his thumbs now in a position to rub her clit.
Minami screamed as she came hard, hips bucking as her body frantically tried to cram more of Agra's tongue into her, even though she was already full. Finally, she calmed down, her breathing returning to normal, and Agra slowly pulled his tongue back out of her.
"Wow," she said, twisting her neck to address him. "That was amazing! OK, let me down and I'll. . ."
Minami's voice trailed off as she felt his tongue again, only a little higher this time. He licked all over her butt, then worked the powerful appendage in between her cheeks, where the tip pressed up against her rosebud.
"Oh, wow."
The tip of the hutt's tongue was surprisingly dextrous. It gently played with her asshole until it relaxed, allowing the tip in. Then he added more. Minami felt a firm pressure from something so big trying to get in there, but no pain. Having something wet and slick back there was odd, but not unpleasant. . .and then it started to feel good. Different, but really, really good. As before the hutt just pushing more and more in, sloshing his tongue inside her bowels, slime from his skin and tongue messily coating her rear end and dripping down her body. Minami reached a hand up between herself and the hutt, making her arm even slimier than it had been before, and stuck two fingers in her pussy, which she began thrusting in at out of while her palm rubbed her clit. The hutt's long, supple tongue sliming its way through her ass was like a weird pressure at the top of her fogged brain. Her body squirmed around on the hutt's foul skin, smearing slime and snot further over her body and leaving glitter on Agra's belly as his tongue writhed in her asshole. The feeling was so different that Minami wasn't even aware of her climax until it was right on top of her. The pleasure from her rear hit her sideways and her orgasm came over her, very different than usual, but still really good. She slowly came down to the feeling of Agra's giant tongue pulling out of her ass, panting as her body slipped down his belly on a wave of goo.
Minami slid all the way down and sat at the base of the hutt's giant, slug-like belly. She took a moment to catch her breath, then her eyes alit on his tail and she dove for it, stuffing the tip in her mouth and sucking on it for all she was worth while her small hands roamed up and down it. Agara groaned, more mucus coming out of his nose, and bumped part of his tail that was under her against her knees. Without letting go of the tip, Minami sat back and parted her legs, strings of snot and slime stretching between them, then met his tail halfway so that she was grinding her vulva against it while she continued to give a blowjob to the tip. Human and hutt both moaned and groaned as their most sensitive regions were stimulated.
Agra mumbled something, again too stoned and aroused to manage basic.
"Huh?" asked Minami, taking her mouth of his tail for a moment, and then "oh," as he reached down and sat her on his belly, right side up this time, her small butt fitting in just one of his hands. That hand spread her legs and held the inside of her thigh, the other one covered her breasts. Minami was gushing in anticipation and Agra didn't make her wait, with one stroke he thrust his tail into her pussy.
"Ohhhh goddddd." Minami's eyes rolled back in her head as he fucked her, tail bottoming out on every stroke. There was so much sticky secretions on Agra by now that she was practically stuck in place, letting him thrust in and out rapidly without having to hold her in place, letting his hands roam over her body instead, playing with breasts, nipple, ears, and arms. His tongue too, reached down to lick at her. Both were breathing heavily. Agra's hands ceased to roam, holding her down instead while he really fucked his tail in and out. Minami was close too, and her right hand reached down to rub furiously across her clit. With one final thrust Agra let out a rumbling groan and squirted within her, seconds later Minami's mouth opened in a silent gasp as she came while his semen leaked out around the edges where they were joined. The two of them drowsed off, the hutt's tail sliding out of her as they fell asleep, secretions drying over both of them.
****
". . .and then I came back here and you scared the crap out of me."
"Sounds like a hell of a night for us both then."
"Yup."
"Man, I'm beat though. And kind of sore." Scarlett yawned. "Really ought to just take it easy tonight, stay in."
"Yeah, I know. Me too."
Her roommate grinned. "So I take it we're going to rest up and go out?"
She smiled back. "Yup."
-End