Hide and Seek

Major Hobbs, though, had at least gotten her to have an orgasm, and one that did blow her mind. Lorian males had never performed oral sex on a female before. Neither had any of the other male humans put their mouths to her pussy. Major Hobbs had been the first, and it had felt oh so heavenly good. He had also been able to at least give her fifteen minutes of cock pounding before his orgasmic trigger was pulled. Still, he hadn't fared so well against her sweet sucking lips. She made a mental note to try and remember not to suck on human cocks again. It always caused them to explode at once.

Her mind was now focused on the fifteen minutes of paradise Major Hobb's cock had given her. Fifteen minutes of hard thrusting was a whole lot better than the paltry one or two minutes some of the others were only able to give her. Perhaps if she could find one more like Major Hobbs, then together, the two of them, if they took turns, would be able to give her the sex ride of her life. Perhaps, if they took turns, they could last all night. She sighed happily at the thought. Lasting all night would also cause them to be exhausted and weary minded. In such a case, when the human males were about to orgasm, it would be far easier to trick them into coming inside. For she was not just desperate to have great sex, but to have a baby as well. She'd never been pregnant before, and Lorian women only had a three year window of opportunity in which to get pregnant. She was now in her third mating season. She could keep fucking for dozens of seasons more, but this was her last season in which to get knocked up. Her body's biological clock dictated that her egg could only become fertilized for three seasons. This was the middle of the third season. It was either get knocked up soon, or miss her chance forever. A faint smile was still able to flash across her face at the thought, for she knew that the good thing with humans was, that anytime they did come inside, fertilization would be virtually guaranteed.

Penelope began to rub her massive, swollen nipples. They were not going down as they usually did, for try as she might, she was suddenly unable to think of anything else except for the skilful, handsome mouth of Major Hobbs, pressed to her soaking, discharging pussy. The sensations had been beyond heavenly. Her mind was now quick at work. Perhaps if he sucked in such a way for an hour or two, she could have many such glorious sensations, building into a crescendo that would turn her horny pussy into a bliss filled waterfall that could keep her in paradise all night long.

"I still don't understand," Sergeant Wilson said with a whine, "why you guys are always looking over your shoulders, up in the sky. Morning and night you do it."

"If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, that there are giant condor birds that roam the skies, looking for that quick meal. It only takes them seconds to descend thousands of feet. You don't really hear them coming until they're almost on top of you. By that time it it's too late, their claws sink into your shoulders like a knife through hot butter and away you go, up high into the sky, to feed their young."

"What a bullshit story. It's been months since I've come out of my coma and I haven't seen a damn thing flying, not even so much as a mosquito! Flying giant birds! You're all just trying to scare me, that's all, making up stories and then laughing behind my back!"

"Where are you going?"

"To the stream to get more water," Wilson answered.

"Now is not a good time," Hobbs, managed softly. "Here, I've got plenty of water, you can have some of mine."

"I don't want yours, I want my own, and I'm sick of you guys always trying to baby me. I'm just as much a man as any of you, so fuckoff and leave me alone!"

Hobbs grabbed him by the arm, stopping him in his tracks. "Listen to me and don't be a fool. The condors tend to rest in the day, to stay out of the oppressive heat. But at this time of evening, as night begins to descend, just when it's cool but still a little light to see by, that's when they tend to strike. That's why we never leave the camp at this time of day. In just an hour more, when it's pitch black, then it will be safe for you to go out."

"Again with these fucking condor fairy tales! I've had enough of your bullshit stories!"

Wilson marched out from under his tent and then altogether out of the giant canopy that acted as a protective shield. The towering tree tops of mighty oaks that lined the stream were now in view, their multi-colored leaves still visible despite the dwindling daylight. He reached the stream quickly, lowering his canteen into the water, it's soothing flow tickling his ankles.

Suddenly a 'whoosh' sound filled his ears, and the stab of sharp claws, slicing into flesh, sent shockwaves of unbearable pain through his stunned shoulders. He managed a mere split second whimper before powerful jaws sank into his skull. A mere split second after that, and he was ascending into the darkening shadows, the flapping of plane sized wings echoing in an otherwise silent land. Penelope watched the body rise, and hoped it wasn't Major Hobbs in the creature's grasp. She was really developing the 'hots' for him.

She hung her head and slept until sunrise.

The sun was brilliant and uplifting, covering his bare shoulders with golden rays of warmth. "I wonder if that is the same sun that heats up earth?"

"I shouldn't think so," Major Hobbs answered wearily. He hadn't even pushed one spoonful of breakfast into his mouth, and already Private Anton Marshall had asked him four questions. "You're almost as bad as Wilson was," Hobbs whispered, not intending that Marshall should hear him.

"I heard that! And there's nothing wrong with someone wanting to be better informed."

"Yeah, but at least Wilson had just come out of a coma. You've been awake the last few years, and still don't know squat about the planet. No wonder you never rose any higher in the ranks than private."

"I could've gone higher had I wanted to, much higher in fact. I just never took the qualifying courses, that's all. I know that's how young Wilson got to be sergeant at such an early age. He took all the courses. Hey do you think he felt anything when that giant bird carried him off?"

"I don't want to talk about it," Hobbs answered softly, his eyes watering over. The men, although stranded, were still under his care, and he had tried to be more to them than just a commanding officer. He had tried to nurture a father-son relationship with each, although with Wilson, it clearly hadn't worked.

"I mean, maybe he was dead instantly, you know, like the sensation of being shot in the head. One minute you're thinking about something and the next, well, you know, total oblivion, like not being anywhere or anybody."

"I said I didn't want to talk about it, didn't I? Fuck! What is it with some of you guys, always jabbering, always shooting your gums off! Did he die right away? Did he feel any pain? The man had fangs the size of giant nails sunk into his skull, and claws the size of giant knives stuck into his shoulders. I'm sure he thought he was on a Sunday picnic! Did he feel any pain? What the fuck do you think? Now shut up about it will you? I'm trying to listen for the sound of fish."

"Sound of fish?"

"You know numbskull, how they sometimes splash in the morning?"

"I usually sleep in mornings. So I guess I wouldn't have heard them ever."

"Well, about once every few days if you were up early, you'd hear splashing. Where the water is shallow because of a reef or pile of rocks, they jump to get over it. That tells you a school of fish is passing. They're real easy to catch."

"Well, I remember having had fish for lunch at least once a week since we crash landed a few years ago. I just never bothered caring where they came from, that's all."

"So in other words you just thought they fell from the sky, is that it? Fuck man, you are such an asshole."

"Yeah, I suppose I am," Marshall whispered dejectedly. "Not that anything matters anymore. After three years on this pathetic rock I've just given up hope of ever being rescued, that's all. Maybe getting what Wilson got last night would be the best way to go after all. A giant bird to put me out of my misery quick, with just a brief moment of pain."

"Don't say that. Besides, this place isn't so bad."

"In comparison to what? On earth I at least had a loving wife and children, and friends and a nice house to live in, and a great career, a garage with two new sports cars, golf twice a week and shopping malls and-"

"Coo, coo, coooooo," Penelope interrupted.

The two men suddenly turned towards the sound.

"Yeah, but you didn't have these green sexy cooing babes to get your rocks off," Hobbs whispered.

Marshall thought long and hard before answering. The green tree hopping babes were perhaps the one bright spot on the planet. Being extremely handsome and buff, he'd been invited to far more hide 'n seek sessions than any of the other stranded human males. He was also one of the few men that could hold his own when it came to fucking long and hard before having to shoot his cum.

"You're right. These green chicks are really special. Really, really, really special. In fact. If it wasn't for all this glorious sex I get two months out of the year, I probably would have blown my brains out the first day we crashed landed."

"I had one of these babes just last night," Hobbs confided. "Well, Wilson and I both did her."

"It's hard not to cum quickly with them, isn't it. They're just so damn sexy, and so damn stacked. And their pussies, so sweet and...and...oh shit they are just so amazing. It's like they know how to turn on a human cock and blow your mind."

"And their lips are also absolutely amazing," Hobbs concurred. "One sucked on my cock for the first time last night, man, talk about mind blowing pleasure. Her lips made me sooooo hot, just sooooo fucking hot. I came like, presto! Right away."

"I know exactly what you mean," Marshall agreed. "I let one suck my cock a couple years back and in less than a minute, man oh man, my balls were exploding. It was wild! I don't let them suck me anymore. From now on it's strictly stuffing their tight pussies with my hard cock. I can hold on longer before having to come than most of the guys, at least based on the experiences they've had, that they've told me about. I actually held on for an hour once, but that was the exception. I can go for about half hour before having to come. With most of the guys it's been only a few minutes."

"I went with one and held out for a full fifteen minutes last night. Maybe you and I should team up," Hobbs declared excitedly. "We can take turns making love to her all night long."

"You mean having sex, don't you? I don't think I've ever heard the guys describing it as making love before."

"I don't know. With this chick it was different, almost like she was looking for more, you know, acting different. Maybe looking for two or three guys she could call her own, as though she wanted to fall in love, so to speak."

"Coo, coo, coooooo."

"That sounds like her now. The same one!"

"They all sound alike to me," Marshall responded. "How can you tell?"

"It's not so high pitched as the others, almost like she's begging."

"I still don't hear the difference. I guess I never really paid much attention before."

"Coo, coo, coooooo."

"I hear the difference, believe me. So are you game? Just the two of us, working together? We can make love to her all night, if we play our cards right, and keep switching whenever one of us gets close to firing his cum."

"Well, okay then. I usually chase them with Bronson and Hatchett, but if you'd rather, then sure, you and me bro. Let's go find her."

The two men had been sitting just outside the camp door, and they rose together quickly, suddenly bracing to take off as they sighted a tall, green, magnificent curvy figure, darting out from behind a tree and across the dale, heading for the hills.

"That's her, the one from last night. Her breasts are gigantic, and her nipples, inches long when she's hot and bothered."

"Sounds yummy," Marshall agreed. "Wow! What an ass on her!"

"Faster," Hobbs spat out, desperately panting as the two of them tore off after her, their legs moving faster than they'd ever moved before.

In mere moments she was ascending up into the wall of heavy forest, disappearing from view, with nothing but the shifting tree tops to signal in which direction she'd fled.

"You see that there, amongst the tops of the trees?"

"Yeah, almost like she's shaking them on purpose. She wants us to find her all right!"

"Coo, coo, coooooo."

"Wait, let's stop here, in this clearing. She sounds close, real close."

"Yeah, I swear I can feel her breathing on my neck, but I don't see anything."

"That's because they can become invisible any time they want."

"Invisible? That's crazy. How do you know that?"

"Just an experiment Wilson and I tried last night. She was invisible then and she's invisible now, trust me. All you have to do is reach out and touch her and she'll let you see her again."

"Okay. I'll try, and we'll see what happens," Marshall offered.

He swung his arm towards the breath coming on his neck, and almost immediately he struck her body.

She blinked her eyes and became visible once more.

Both men gasped at how absolutely beautiful and sexy she was in the shimmering sunshine.

"She's the sexiest I've seen yet," Marshall confirmed, his cock stiffening and his eyes widening in disbelief. "A real fucking goddess, that's for sure. But they usually don't let us near them unless there are at least three of us. There's only two of us now."

"That's what I've been trying to tell you. This is the same one as last night, that's for sure, but she acts a little different than the rest."

Penelope's eyes were suddenly glazed and wild at the sight of Hobbs, whom she'd taken a definite liking to, and Marshall who was easily the most handsome and hunky of all the human males she'd seen to date. His musculature was stunning and his rippling abs made her mouth water with excitement. She tugged at his pants, trying to get them off him.

"Never seen one try to pull my pants off before. That's pretty wild." In seconds Marshall's pants and underpants were swishing around his ankles, and he kicked them away. She then turned her attention to Hobbs, pulling his off as well. He kicked them aside as Marshall had eagerly done. Marshall wore no top but she put her claw like right hand onto Hobb's shirt and t-shirt, ripping them off him impatiently.

"Suck on her giant breasts," Hobbs suggested, "especially those swollen nipples of hers. Just touching them makes her crazy. Meanwhile, I'll suck her pussy like I did last night, only longer this time, for about an hour. That'll set her on absolute fire, and make her hornier than hell. And then-"

"And then," interrupted Marshall. "We'll start plowing that super tight pussy of hers like a field, all day long."

"Exactly," Hobbs agreed. "We'll take turns, making her do some real serious moan and groan, all day long, like you said, and then long into the evening."

Marshall approached her as Hobbs had suggested, planting his handsome lips onto her quivering nipples. She sighed in awe, her large saucer like eyes fluttering in and out of white at the impact. Hobbs was next to set her ablaze, his mouth latching onto her soaked pussy as he knelt on a patch of soft grass, directly beneath her.

Marshall let his cock press upwards onto her tummy. Before he knew what'd happened, her long, slender thumb had wrapped itself around its large, pulsating head, and her index finger around the center of his shaft. Her middle finger was long, and it was able to stretch downwards, wrapping itself around the base of his cock. She next maneuvered her long pinky finger under his balls, gently massaging them, and he gasped with excitement. Her mouth opened and she spat a few times onto her fingers as they tightened unmercifully around his throbbing cock. Her saliva was like a lubricant, and it flowed over her fingers, allowing them to jerk his enormous size with full length, mind blowing strokes. Her fingers were almost twice as long as a humans, and made him shiver at their sweet touch.

"Better get her fingers away from your cock! You don't want her making you come too soon, when you're not ready."

"Shit! Her fingers are latched on tighter than white on rice. I can't break free. Her fingers are on my cock to stay, and there's nothing I can do about it!"

"Well, just keep sucking on her tits, especially the nipples, like I said. I'll try to distract her with my mouth on her pussy. Man is it ever wet."

Marshall's mouth was also working hard, trying to distract her pumping hand away from his cock, by sucking both nipples ferociously. His hands took turns clasping her curvy bum and rubbing on her smooth green thighs, making her moan out of her skull.

Hobbs was licking her swelling clit for all it was worth, feeling her entire pussy shiver to pieces at the heart stopping pleasure making her groan more ferociously. After only about ten minutes, she let out an ear piercing yelp, her head snapping backward in glee.

"She's coming! She'll be distracted. Try to break your cock free from her hand now," Hobbs spat out, bracing himself for the onslaught of pussy juice. He didn't have to wait long. It poured out over his lips and chin, as her gushing pink tunnel vibrated in the clutches of his hard sucking mouth.

Marshall used both hands to try and wrestle her hand off his cock, but it wouldn't budge. She had long, sharp fingernails attached, and they suddenly pressed tightly against Marshall's cock and balls, letting him know they couldn't be removed without tearing his flesh.

He reluctantly removed his hands off her pumping claw, unwilling to try and force his cock free, not when her razor sharp nails were now holding his cock so heavenly in place.

She was still moaning out of her skull over the effects of Hobb's mouth work, and Marshall marveled that she'd somehow had the presence of mind to keep her jerking fingertips and nails wrapped ever so tightly and unbreakably around his cock.

"I...I...can't break free," Marshall managed, as Penelope's mouth now spit even more generous gobs of sweet lubricant onto his helpless cock. She was still gasping over the effects of the orgasm rocking her body, but her saucer like eyes glanced straight ahead into Marshall's handsome face. He had taken his own eyes and mouth off her tits in an attempt to break free, and they were both now locked into each other's gaze.

She smiled triumphantly, knowing it would only be a matter of time before her masterful fingers would milk his giant cock for all it was worth, thereby rendering him shrunken and limp. If she could accomplish that, then both men knew it would be easy for her to make Hobbs come quickly with no hard male for him to switch with. Her goal then, was obviously to force Hobbs to come deep inside of her, and give her the baby she so eagerly cherished.

Her claw like hand was amazing, and all four fingers seemed to have a life of their own, twirling and spinning around each inch of his swollen cock as they mercilessly also continued to pump up and down it's entire length.

In just ten short minutes, Marshall's cock was now impossibly swollen and throbbing with delight. He sputtered and his eyes were fluttering in and out of white, just as hers had done. "Oh fuck...I...I don't think I can hold it much longer," he pleaded, his whole body shivering as her fingers worked their magic.

"Try," Hobbs begged, his lips still sucking hard onto her tantalized pussy, trying to make her climax a second heart stopping time, while his tongue darted in and out of her soaked pink tunnel.