The lamps are often given to fi’len children, as they are thought to have a supernatural ability to calm and restore—the waters being a gift from the goddess.
Marta, as a warrior, doesn’t seem far off the mark. She’s not built like a fi’len warrior, but she has the attitude of one. Maybe human men are the smaller and weaker of the species?
I realize how little I actually know about Marta’s kind.
I finally type what I wanted to search to begin with.
HUMAN FEMALE ORGASM
As the thumbnails fill my screen, I can feel my cock hardening. There are so many photos that are just up close shots of human female cunts. The shapes and varieties are astounding.
From pale pinks to deep browns, each one unique—I am almost positive, and disappointed, that none of them are Marta’s.
I flick through the thumbnails until I find something thatfeels right.Dark and dewy curls frame a tight shot of a swollen and pink cunt. The crotch mane, so similar to Marta’s, it has me clicking to play the footage.
The camera is static, and the tight framing of the shot remains. Slowly, a hand with long red fingernails crests over the top of the mound. She slides a finger in between the petals of her cunt, gathering the slickness.
Without warning, a moan escapes from the speaker of my data pad, and I clutch it to my chest to muffle the sound. I’ve never shared a room before, but I feel stupid not to have muted my device before searching for filth on the satellite database.
I wait a few moments, holding my breath, praying to the goddess that I haven’t woken my wild human mate.
Luckily, I don’t hear any stirring from my dressing chambers.
I pull the screen away from my chest and continue the movie.
The female has picked up her pace, and she now furiously rubs a small gem of flesh at the apex of her sex. One hand pulls the lips wide, while two fingers stroke against the curious little nub.
She bucks her hips, and I slide my hand under the sheet, grasping my cock.
The camera is so zoomed in, I can see her empty but spasming cunt, greedy for a cock. I spit in my palm then fist my hand over the head. I’m much bigger than Marta’s fingers, and I wonder if she could take all of me.
The video female pumps her hips, sliding an excessive number of fingers—I only have four—down her cunt. I can tell from the video alone, I would hear how slick the human is—her hand rubbing the entirety of her swollen mound from side to side with flat fingers.
Would Marta like that? Does it ache with an insatiable craving like my cock does as I caress it now? My fingers tightly wrap around the tip of my shaft, exerting pressure all the way to its root.
The outside of my thumb hits the edge of my sucker, and it grasps on, confused that I’m not a female ready to breed. The fi’len females possess a protrusion it can grab onto to help keep mating partners together underwater. It pulls the skin of my knuckle and with a pop, releases as I slide up my hand back up to my head, squeezing the sensitive tip of my cock.
My sac tightens, and I know my release is near.
With Marta here, I’m sure just her breathe against my neck could undo me and have me spilling in my trousers.
The female in the video is clenching her ass. With a final stroke of her hand over her cunt’s gem, she unravels. Clasping both her hands on her crotch, her hips lift into the air, and she rides out her orgasm. My pace nearly as frantic as hers was, I am on the brink.
The transmission cuts out, the screen on my data pad going black.
F’tee.
I toss the data pad to the ground, my cock still in my hand, and stand. Turning to the closet, I take a few steps in its direction before I stop myself.
I go in there and do what?
Instead, I waddle awkwardly, but quickly, into the bathroom. I flick a switch and the room floods with light. I wince slightly as my eyes adjust. The mirror above the sink reveals a sad truth. I’m alone, with my cock in my hand, too scared to confront a puny human female.
What have I become, what has she made me into?
I’m too close to care. I grab her discarded blue thermal bandages. Balling them up in my fist, I slide them down my length.
Two more rough jerks are all it takes, and I come into Marta’s clothing.
