CYOA: Fuck Yeah Space #7

 Author's Notes: With C winning the vote last week, we're back to Una's adventures with some backdoor funtimes! I'm going to be making a post right after this one with some extended author's notes about my upcoming schedule, what it means for Patreon (spoilers: ultimately, not much) and why this installment is extra-long.

Anyway, enjoy, and don't forget to vote for the next installment of Fuck Yeah Space!

[futa/futa] [hotdogging] [anal] [light D/s]

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“Want... me...?” you breathe softly into Siara’s lips, shuddering as you nibble her lower lip again, pressing into her. The slippery, soapy liquid between you makes each movement, each touch, smooth and blissful, your breasts grinding against hers, nipples twiddling against each other. Her cock presses hard against yours, hips sawing up and down lustfully into you. Whatever you awakened in this prim, proper census worker... it’s going to take a lot of work to get it to go back to sleep. Not that you really mind the work involved.

She nods at your stammered question, kissing you hard again and sliding her hands smoothly up along your upper arms before sharply turning you, taking control of the situation completely now. She’s clearly had enough waiting, and all of this kissing and rubbing is something she simply doesn’t have patience for -- she’s going to be inside you, and at this point there’s not much you could do to avoid it without making things weird. Pressing you firmly against the inner wall of the shower, you squeal out quietly as you feel yourself pinned, knees weakening, your stiff girldick pressed against the warm, wet tile and your tits squished into it as well. You tilt your head to the side just enough not to smush your nose, and can see  Siara reaching for the soap bottle once again through the corner of your eye.

The sudden feeling of slippery warmth trickling down your backside makes it quite clear where it’s going and what it’s for. A mix of apprehension of elation makes your hearts course faster than ever, and you find yourself clenching your buttcheeks together tightly, causing the slick substance to only spread more evenly across them. “I really should have noticed how incredible this ass was when I first saw you,” Siara purrs, giving one cheek a playful swat which makes a wet slapping sound echo through the shower. “Firm but so... springy. You could bounce a do’kai off of this thing....”

You bite your lower lip hard when you see her position herself more fully behind you, pressing that big blue girlcock of hers against your ass, grinding firmly against it until she finally slides it between your cheeks. You feel yourself clench down again, squeezing your tight butt around it and feeling her saw back and forth against you, drawing in a hiss of pleasure as she grinds and pumps against your slick, soapy ass. “By the Maiden...” she croons out softly, raking her short nails slowly along your back, sending shivers through you as she grinds forward again, popping the tip of her throbbing blue dick out from between your cheeks before letting it vanish back between them.

Each thrust causes you to jitter with delight as you feel the slick, pulsing length of her shaft glide across the sensitive skin of your back entrance, your anus clenching down slightly as she generously lathers that slick, soapy lubricant over it, the water still pounding down on you -- the heat of the water along with your own excitement is making you so hot you feel like you could pass out, and Siara isn’t letting up as she tortuously fucks your creamy azure globes without giving you the satisfaction of actual penetration. You feel one hand reach around you to grope and fondle one of your tits, molesting one achingly hard nipple between her fingertips as she ruts against you a little faster. And then you feel it.

“Aa-aa-ahhh...!” you let out a soft moan, your vibrant yellow eyes widening as you feel the tip of that huge dick of hers tilt a little lower, the spongey tip pressing now not against just your butt, but against your asshole. She prods it briefly, gently, but not for long, merely testing you to make sure you’re properly lubricated... which you definitely, most assuredly, are.

“Take a deep breath, lover,” she says the last word almost sarcastically, grinning as she leans in to nibble and bite at the edge of your pointed ear. “Or don’t. Whichever works for you.” You take the deep breath but not quite quickly enough, letting out a garbled, inhaled wail of pleasure as she drives her cock up your ass, sliding it in pretty deeply on her first go. Unexpectedly, you find it actually goes in pretty easy from the excessive lubrication and your coaxed eagerness to have her inside of you, but there’s nothing unexpected about the almost heart-stopping rush of excitement that makes your knees so weak they almost buckle. You cling to the wet tile of the wall in front of you, pawing desperately at the slick surface as your entire body tenses and spasms with ecstasy.

“F-fuck... o-oh my fucking--!” you whimper out, pressing your cheek against the wall and unconsciously pushing your ass back against her, needing her deeper inside you. She most assuredly complies. You feel her draw back a little, groaning with pleasure before thrusting back into you, driving inch upon inch of her throbbing dick inside your ass, filling you up so sweetly, so... fuck... incredibly. You can feel her so deep inside of you, passionately violating you, and every second is pure joy. The force of her thrusts against you pushes your body forward, making you involuntarily grind your own aching cock against the tile wall as Siara nails you, groping and fondling your sensitive tit.

It feels like every inch of your skin is on fire with excitement and she just won’t let up. Soon the sound of the water in the shower and your urgent moaning and whimpering is joined by the slap of Siara’s hips against your soap-slick butt and the sweetly squelching sound of her cock driving into your tight asshole, again and again and again, your tight, pale blue hole clenching and squeezing around her and holding around for dear life. Siara’s moans are now growing more intense as well, though she never lets her control completely slip -- she keeps you reminded, whether by the occasional slap on your reddening backside, a rough tweak of your nipple, or a frisky chomp on the edge of your ear, that she’s in charge and has no intention of releasing that control over you. Not when it’s so sweet. So satisfying.

“FuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckAHHHhhhHHH~!!” you shriek out, your eyes clenching shut and then widening again as your entire body is rocked with the rough thrusts Siara’s taking in her one-woman assault on your backside, cramming you full of her hot dick again and again until you finally break, melting against her and accepting your place as her little slut. It’s only fair, right? She took you in when you had nothing. And... and she has such an amazing cock, and....

A scream of release finally escapes you as you cum first, splattering your payload messily on the shower wall as your entire body tenses and spasms with blissful orgasm. Siara, however, continues thrusting into you, not letting up for an instant and riding out the entire length of your drooling, whimpering assgasm with pummeling thrusts of her hard cock. No, not riding -- harnessing your bliss, your tightness, the way you clench around her, for as long as she can before you finally start to go limp, putty in her hands as she pins and ruthlessly fucks your tight blue butt. Only then does she unload as well, her thick spunk jetting into your tight hole, so much of it, making you feel so full and content, trembling with delight as she fills you with her sticky white cream.

You’re not entirely sure what happens after that, your vision going blurry and your knees finally giving out completely beneath you, now only held up by Siara. Things move in slow-motion but seem to go fast as your mind tries to catch up with the rest of the world, sloppily editing together your perceptions as it tries to soothe your jittering, twitching body. The next thing you can be completely certain of is when you feel soft sheets wrapping around you, and warm arms, your hair drying out of style as you feel your face squish against what can only be boobs.

Then, only the warm, velvet blackness of unconsciousness as the weariness of travel and the stress of your day claims you. You become one with the night, cozy and satisfied, despite being in a strange place sure to change the course of the way your life is lived.

When you finally wake up, you find yourself alone in a large, circular bed, your brain foggy yet surprisingly fresh, like you’ve gotten more rest in that indeterminate number of hours than you have in the past many years. Your stomach grows and your throat is dry, and somewhere elsewhere in the apartment is soft sound of singing, and more importantly, the smell of food. No kind of food you’re familiar with, unfortunately -- but your stomach knows, for an absolute fact, that it’s something you can eat.

Stumbling to your feet, you rub your eyes, finding yourself still entirely naked from the night before. Your hair is a mess, but after taking a quick look in the long mirror at the other end of Siara’s bedroom, you decide that it looks decent enough. You can try to fix it later. Where your actual clothes are, relative to you, you aren’t completely sure.

A) Wrap yourself in a sheet and try to find Siara... and whatever’s being cooked. +1 Naivety

B) Go out naked and try to get snuggly with your benefactor. This will make as good a base of operations as any while you try to establish yourself on Au Prime. +1 Ambition

C) Try to play dress-up with Siara’s clothes. They won’t fit perfectly, but you can probably figure something out. +1 Ingenuity

D) Go out naked, throw your arms around Siara, and kiss her. +1 Sensuality

E) Go out naked, asking Siara if you’re allowed to stay and what you can do to help. +1 Submission