“We call it ull.” Kriss rubbed his fingers in the stream.
She mouthed the word. “Oil?”
“Kind of similar,” Jago said. “It’s not toxic. It’s organic. Harmless, and breaks down quickly.” He aimed the showerhead at her shoulders.
“Oh!” She jumped, surprised by the warmth. The liquid slid in rivulets down her back. It felt like water, but as if slowed up. It reached her bottom and spread out, covering her lobes.
Kriss cupped both of her ass cheeks and smeared the coating, spreading it further, while all the time, Jago kept the shower aimed at her back and neck. The viscous liquid started to drip off her, forming long droplets, ribbons that cruised down her thighs and merged into a continuous stream. Whatever she had used to oil herself earlier was nothing like what was covering her now.
It melted into her skin and warmed her. The goosebumps disappeared, so did her nervous shivering.
Kriss parted her ass cheeks and dipped a finger inside her bottom hole. Just like that, no prep, no easing in. He slipped in, then straight out.
“Oh, my,” she moaned. What a glorious sensation. Painless and tantalizing.
“She’s so receptive,” Kriss said. “Aim it here.”
Jago moved the head down, closer to the lower part of her spine. The liquid cascaded around her bottom, over Kriss’s probing hands and into her secret places. He jabbed again, with a little more force, and still she welcomed him in without resistance.
He penetrated with more digits, multiple times in succession, he twisted and rotated, testing her elasticity. She squirmed and groaned. Her breasts were heavy weights that swung in time to her motion. She dropped her jaw, hung her mouth open, and held her breath. The spray was now directed right at her fingered hole.
“Oh, please.” She rose up onto tiptoes and arched her back. Jago used his free hand to push her back down.
“Stay like that,” he said.
She saw between her legs Kriss’s huge feet spread wider. He was lowering himself, getting his hips in line with her ass. Two firm hands held her by the waist and the bulb of his cock pressed into her anus. She yielded, aided by the continuous stream of lubricating liquid.
“Turn it up,” Kriss growled.
The shower pumped out more hot fluid. The heat relaxed her, the oil aided his penetration as it coated itself around his cock. One long thrust of his pelvis was all that was needed to achieve total occupation. His body slammed into her bottom.
Her nails scratched the glazing. She clawed, trying hard to contain the panic. An alien beast had just shoved his humongous cock in her backside and somehow, it hadn’t split her. She was intact, relatively pain-free and starting to like it.
Like it! What the fuck was going on with her body?
Kriss eased back, giving Jago the chance to spray more of the weird liquid over them both, then he shot back inside, crying out in delight.
“She’s so fucking tight. But it gives. It yields to me, to my Hunger.” He withdrew again.
Her entrance flexed, closing up quickly behind him.
“Fascinating,” Jago mused. “That little hole... do it again.”
Kriss pressed and she opened. He leaned into her, forcing her to rest her hands and forearms on the wall.
“Not too heavy. She’ll buckle,” Jago warned his nestor.
Kriss took his weight off her. “Do you think... Shall I?”
She didn’t hear or see a response, but she felt it. Kriss wasn’t taking his cock out of her, he left it there and glided back and forth, picking up the pace. Throughout, Jago bathed them in the exotic fluid, keeping them slippery.
Her clitoris was right in the middle of the multitude of sensations. It ached, throbbed for completion. She needed to touch it, nurture it to a climax.
“Please, can I...”
Kriss slapped her bottom hard. “Keep those hands up there. We’re not done yet. The Hunger is replenishing me. My balls are fucking demented.” He laughed.
Jago offered her a supporting arm, draping it under her shoulders, so that she could rest her chin on his forearm. “Sh, little thing. Don’t fret. You’ll get your reward. Just relax and let him have his fun. He’s in the heavens with this. No droid has an asshole like yours.”