Deborahs Day Out
Deborah Cosgrove walked slowly down the main promenade of the presidium. Partially to savor her only day off since coming to the station almost two months ago, and partially to compensate for the ludicrously low gravity. When she had first come to the presidium she had taken large, hurried steps in order to get from point A to point B as quickly as possible, all this had done was cause her skirts to puff up almost to her hips, and cause her to lurch along like a drunken derelict. Lesson having been learned she now took slow measured steps designed to always keep at least one foot on the ground and not cause her skirts to billow up above her knees.
At least unless she meant for her skirt to billow up.
Sitting on a small bench near a main crossroads Deborah opened up a small package of snacks that looked something like chips, but was actually sweeter. One of the other people on the expedition had tried it and it had been the hit of the office for everyone who could eat it. Although that had been a shock to most of the people present. One of the diplomats had eaten one and immediately fallen into anaphylactic shock.
It seems that Human dietary requirements were far more diverse than most people had thought, food that was fine for one person might kill another. After the man had been stabilized the doctors and scientists on the station, back in Alliance space and even several experts on the Citadel had conferred to try and figure out exactly what people could eat. The best they had come up with was that much like traditional allergies some people could come into contact with some things that others could not. Until more thorough testing could be done people were being told to be more cautious.
"Well that had been true on Earth, no reason it wouldn't be true here." Deborah mused to herself.
Fortunately she was one of the lucky ones with only some dextro foods causing her problems, and none of them too severe if the doctors were to be believed. Some people could eat almost anything like that lucky man Franklin Adams. Some experts from the Citadel were even collaborating with experts from Earth on a paper about the man and his iron stomach.
Hopefully the other things he was becoming famous, or rather infamous for would continue to be less well known. How that man thought he was getting away with anything was beyond her. Nonetheless so long as Sir Patrick was allowing it then she would trust his judgement.
Deborah had worked for the man for 17 years, and through 3 marriages and more postings than she cared to count. It was difficult and rarely glamorous but as she sat on a bench in the heart of an Alien government eating a snack food that was literally and figuratively out of this world she could only smile and thank God for every decision she had made to get to this point.
Looking at the passerby's she noticed what she thought was a definitive human influence on the people's fashion. More than a few Asari were now sporting miniskirts when she was certain that she had only seen ankle length gowns upon their arrival. Deborah was no expert but considered the mixing of completely different cultures like this would probably have most anthropologists salivating for years at the chance to study how different cultures interacted and mixed.
Finishing off her snack she was just about to find a rental hovercar to take her someplace interesting when she saw something that put a smile on her face. A Hanar floating down the promenade wearing what was unmistakably a Rastafarian cap.
The Hanar must have noticed her smile with whatever they used as sensory organs because he? She? Turned towards her and floated over.
"Greeting's this one hopes that it is not intruding by speaking to you." The Hanar said its translator giving it a strangely melodic sounding voice.
Pleased by the development Deborah smiled in what it hoped would be seen as a friendly gesture. She had seen Asari make the same expression so it should recognize it. "Not at all I would love the company. By the way I love your hat, is that a Hanar hat?"
"It is not, this one saw it in a Human vid and liked the colors. Do you really like it?"
"I do it looks good on you, is it a Rastafarian Hat?"
"This one saw that it was called a Tam. What is your face name if you don't mind this one asking?"
"Deborah, and you are?"
"This ones face name is Bellask."
"Your face name? I'm sorry I'm not very familiar with Hanar customs."
"A face name is the name we give to strangers and acquaintances; our soul names are given to close friends and family. We have found that most species do not utilize this practice."
Deborah nodded along interested. "And how did you find the hat? I was under the impression that the Human extranet hadn't been connected to the Citadels extranet yet, some business with codecs, or something."
"This one saw it in the first contact video provided by humanity, it looked interesting so this one had one created."
"I must say people are getting more mileage out of that video than I thought, I think some people must be going through it frame by frame to look for anything they can find."
At that moment a Turian walked by wearing a modified New York Yankees baseball cap. "Case in point."
Deborah and the Hanar began speaking about cultures and getting to know each other.
"This one apologizes for taking so much of your time and would like to invite you to dinner at this one's home." Bellask said placing a tentacle on Deborahs thigh.
Unsure if the Hanar was flirting with her or simply being polite she felt goosebumps rise on her arms and neck as a thrill of excitement swept through her. It had been far too long since she had taken a lover, and far far longer since they had been as interesting as Bellask, and if she was mistaken then at least she would get a nice dinner.
Placing her own hand on his tentacle she ran her fingers up and down the appendage and smiled. "I would very much enjoy that." Bellask turned a rainbow of colors in what Deborah took to be either embarrassment, pleasure or perhaps excitement? Despite her years of reading people she had no hope of reading the jellyfish's body language and couldn't even determine if he had facial ticks.
Nonetheless when they stood up to travel to his apartment he placed a tendril around her hips and gently pulled her into Bellask's body as they walked. Returning the gesture she placed a hand on his tendril and idly rubbed it up and down.
As they walked and chatted about themselves Deborah wondered what the Hanar saw in her. She was on the far side of forty and while she looked after herself and modern medicine ensured that she still looked fantastic for her age she couldn't help but wonder if Bellask had met a younger human woman if he would still be interested in her. Still she couldn't be too hard on herself, she kept trim with semi regular exercise and various treatments, her breasts had only a little sag, and she had been blessed more than a little with the swell of her hips and ass.
Deciding that she was ok with anything from a nice lunch to a physical release she would just follow Bellask's lead, or maybe give him a little encouragement she considered as she slid her thumb up his tendril and noticed that the tendril in question shuddered a small amount.
When they finally reached his apartment building the Hanar had gone from having a tentacle around her hips to actively caressing her hips and occasionally dipping just a little lower.
Thinking back to her thoughts about young Mr. Adams earlier she had been perhaps a little too hard on the young man, it was actually quite difficult to turn down an offer that was so exotic. Perhaps there was something in the air? Or just the fact that she was millions of light years away from her home? Either way she wasn't about to turn down a new experience, especially one as unique as this one.
"So tell me Bellask, what do you do?"
"What does this one do? This one does all sorts of things."
"I mean as a job, how do you make money?"
"Ah I see this one understands the questions now, this one is a writer. This one writes books but would also like to break into the vid industry."
"Oh movies?" Delores said in genuine interest.
"Yes, have you had the chance to see any vids since you've been here?"
"A few actually, an action movie and a drama. I usually enjoy action movies but I found this one to be strange, the drama on the other hand was fantastic, it actually made me cry a little bit."
"Really? Do you remember the titles of the movies?"
"I think the action movie was the latest one in a series, something about a Shadowy Matriarch or something?"
"Tela Vasir and the Shadow of the Matriarchs Legacy?"
"Yes I think that's the one. That titles quite the mouthful, I'd hate to have to say it if I were in a rush."
"That is one of the most popular movies this year," Bellask said as he stopped moving forwards and turned to Delores. "May this one ask what you did not like about it?"
Stopping as well she considered the question. "Hmmm, well I guess I didn't like the characters," she said pausing for a moment before continuing on building up steam. "especially the main character. Everyone seemed to love her unconditionally despite the fact that she regularly killed people by the dozens, if not hundreds and was a bit of a bitch to people. But still all the secondary characters fell all over themselves to make her happy. Also while I'm used to plot armor in movies this was a just silly, she was stabbed nine times in the stomach and still was able to seduce the Salarian councilor a half a day later, it was all a little much."
"Tela Vasir is a real person and from what this one understands she gets final say on the script, so that is why the scripts can be somewhat…. Biased in her favor. Are there any human vids you could recommend?" Bellask asked as he opened a door to a very fancy looking apartment building and escorted Deborah to an elevator.
"Well you can't go wrong with James Bond, there are about a hundred movies in the series now but you can start with almost any of them. Actually if you wanted insight into changing human cultural mores it wouldn't be a bad idea to start at the oldest and work your ways forwards. Would be a hell of a time commitment though. Another of my favorites would be the lethal weapon series, they get remade every decade or so, the latest version is actually almost a complete rehash of the first movie, it was really well done though." She said as they entered the elevator standing side by side and the door closed.
"This one will remember your suggestions, thank you very much. This one is very excited to see a brand new species views and entertainment, truly this is one of the most exciting times in years!" Bellask said his voice becoming even more melodical, his body reflecting the light in such a way that it looked like he was lighting up.
Deborah was stunned by the beauty of his skin and forgetting for a moment that she was dealing with a person she reached out and gently ran her fingers along his top trailing her fingers down below to his underside and taking special care to gently run her fingers around one of his tentacles.
The ding of the elevator door shocked Deborah and she pulled her fingers back like her hand had been burned. "I'm sorry, I just lost myself for a moment." She said looking upwards towards Bellask.
"This one had no idea that Humans could change color," Bellask said as he raised his tentacle up to Deborahs face cupping her now cheek which was now burning crimson. "That is a truly beautiful color."
"It's a reaction human skin can have, although it depends on our skin pigmentation how deeply the color shows."
"And what reactions can cause such a beautiful color change?"
"Lots of different strong emotions, anger, embarrassment, lust."
"Are you angry Deborah?" Bellask asked as he ran the soft tentacle over her jaw bone towards her chin.
"No." she said weekly as they carefully stepped out of the elevator into the hallway still touching.
"Are you embarrassed?" He asked moving a second tentacle upwards to cup her face from the other side. Deborah who had been breathing heavily already, was now gulping in air as she tried to wonder why her knees were feeling so week all of a sudden.
"A little." She whispered.
"Are you feeling lust?" He asked moving up a third tentacle upwards trailing up her leg, then across her stomach before winding across her chest to finally wrap around one of her breasts.
"Yes." She said with the barest ghost of a whisper.
Bellask moved three other tentacles upwards one wrapping around each leg and another cupping Deborah's ass cheeks and gently squeezing them.
A gentle moan escaped Deborah's lips as Bellask pulled her towards him. She raised her own hands upwards when a soft yelp from behind Deborah brought them both back to reality.
Bellasks tentacles retracted towards his body as if burned, he held them upwards behind his body as if he were trying to hide all evidence of what had just been happening.
Deborah for her part took a minute to straighten her clothes before turning around. One of the few benefits of her advanced years was knowing when to rush and when not to rush. This situation called for calm, confidence and assertiveness.
Only when she was certain that her clothes were straight and unruffled did she turn around. There in the hallway was an Asari. The blue alien stood several inches shorter than her and was slender in a way that she would have described as willowy, her limbs were long and a gangly in a way that implied she was younger than Deborah. Not necessarily young, but younger than the middle-aged woman. In keeping with most of the fashion that she had seen the alien was wearing a form fitting jumpsuit, it was mostly white with blue accents on the shoulders and the outsides of her legs.
The alien looked embarrassed, and her face was flushed a bright blue on her purple skin, and her blue lips were parted in surprise.
Deborah slowly walked towards her allowing an extra sway in her hips to swish her dress from side to side. The Asaris eyes swayed back and forth either following the movement of her hips or her dress. Either way Deborah knew the Asari was entranced and she would be able to get out of this with minimal fuss. It wouldn't do for some human to be seen being felt up in a hallway after all.
She approached the young alien that Deborah instinctively thought of as a woman. Her mouth moved up and down minutely, nothing but a strangled sound coming out. Deborah stepped in close to the woman and looked deep into her eyes, she stared back.
Deborah noted that the woman had deep brown eyes, she tried to think if that was notable among her species and she realized that she had no clue. She put it out of her mind as she raised her hand to the womans cheek and gently caressed it. Leaning into her she placed her lips close to her skin where she assumed her ears were and whispered.
"I'm sorry if we were in your way, would consider it a personal favor you could keep this just between us? It would be very embarrassing if rumors were to start about me, you understand yes?" Deborah whispered against her skin allowing her lips to gently brush against the Asari.
Deborah pulled back in time to see the woman nod her head yes while a squeak she took for assent left her throat.
"Good then, off you go." Deborah said as she gave the young woman a pat on the back.
The Asari bolted at a quick walk as if she had been stuck by a cattle prod and all but ran through the hallway past the elevator and to the stairs where she disappeared through the door and into the stairwell.
Deborah let put a sigh of relief that her plan had actually worked, it was never possible to guess how humans would react, and the blue aliens were even harder for her to parse. They were similar enough, but there were a few small differences that threw Deborah through a loop. Putting the woman out of her mind she turned back to Bellask who was unmoving in the hallway.
"That was excellent, this one has never seen an Asari look so cowed."
"Confidence is everything, now should we perhaps move this inside?"
Bellask reached towards Deborah and gently wrapped one of his tentacles around her arm and led her towards a door down the hall. Waving another tentacle in front of a panel the door slid open revealing a standard looking, if mostly empty living room beyond. There was a single couch against the far wall with two chairs facing it across a small coffee table. The walls were unadorned, and the kitchen had only a small handful of strange looking appliances in it.
"Please make yourself comfortable, this one keeps some refreshments that are popular among the people of the citadel on hand but this one must apologize for having nothing specifically for humans."
Looking around the empty walls as she sat down on the couch and made herself comfortable. "Thank you for the offer Bellask, but I didn't really come here for something to eat." She said patting the couch next to her.
A rainbow of colours ran over the Hanars skin as it floated next to Deborah keeping its body just above the couch. Slowly several of the tentacles moved towards Deborah. One wrapped itself around her shoulder to reach her breast and began massaging it, another worked its way around the couch to wrap around her hips, another massaged her face, and a final one began rubbing up and down her leg.
Deborah moaned in pleasure at the feelings as she leaned back into the couch. Bellasks touch was firm yet gentle. She shut her eyes and simply enjoyed the feeling of being touched everywhere at the same time. The feelings were overwhelming her and it was all she could do to not lose her mind.
The tentacle on her leg caressed her inner knee before moving upwards and under her skirt to massage her thighs. The pleasure so far was fantastic, but without the closeness that could be brought about through simple lip to lip contact something seemed to be missing. Moaning in pleasure a tentacle massaged her lips and Deborah instinctively kissed, and then sucked the appendage into her mouth. Through her closed eyes Deborah saw a riot of colours as Bellask made his own pleasure known.
Swirling her tongue around the tip of the tentacle it slowly pushed and pulled in and out of her mouth. A few times it pushed in a little far and Deborah had to fight back a choke, but Bellask quickly learned how much she could take and did not push more than that.
While Deborah serviced the member in her mouth the rest of Bellasks tentacles got to work. Although Hanar were not strong enough to lift a person Bellask had long ago prepared his living quarters with this exact situation in mind. With the push of a few buttons a mass effect field began emanating from the couch and Deborah suddenly found herself almost weightless.
Bellask gently lifted Deborah off of the couch, and in surprise his member slipped out of her mouth.
"Wha..?" She mumbled as she looked around surprised.
"Hanar are best able to work in the water but barring that, micro gravity works just as well."
Deborah watched as his tentacles wrapped around her skirt and gently tugged it down over her hips then down her legs, her simple white panties followed shortly afterwards. She would have normally felt embarrassed at floating above a couch spread eagled and naked from the waist down, but she was more amused as Bellask began struggling with the small buttons on her blouse.
Deborah quickly undid them as Bellask watched, his skin turning a combination of gree andn yellow that Deborah took for embarrassment. Letting the blouse fall to the floor she removed her bra next freeing her large breasts to the Hannars hungry touch.
The alien pounced on Deborah like a hungry jackal, his tentacles were everywhere, touching every part of her at the same time. They snaked their way around her arms reaching to her breasts, winding around the large globes the tips of the tentacles massaged Deborahs sensitive nipples, pulling at the small nubs. At the same time two tentacles worked their way up Deborahs legs massaging her inner thighs as they went. One tentacle gently massaged her outer lips causing Deborah to moan in pleasure, Bellask took the opportunity to position one of his members at the entrance to her mouth. Deborah smirked knowing exactly what the Hanar wanted. Even though Hanar didn't have genders, as most people knew them, they still had penises, and those came with some instincts that Deborah understood.
Taking the tip of the member into her mouth she gently swirled her tongue along the tip before taking more of it into her throat and gently bobbed her head up and down, her cheeks puffing out and retracting in as she sucked on the appendage. Bellasks body and tentacles began radiating different colours, they rippled from his front to his back, not a rainbow, but rather just a random assortment of colours. She tried to move her hands to his member as well, but a tentacle each held her hands in place. She tried moving her arms and found that if she tried she could have overpowered his tentacles, but she decided to play along with his restraining her.
"Yes Deborah, this one likes that just like that." Bellask said as he began massaging her pussy just a little harder, swirling around her outer lips and gently touching her entrance. "Your getting very wet Deborah, do you want this one to fuck your pussy?"
Deborah heard Bellask and gave his cock one long suck as she pulled her head back. Bellask gently waved the appendage in front of her face and Deborah gave it a long lick before answering.
Her mouth finally free she breathlessly answered. "Not yet, touch my pussy more. Just above the entrance, there is a small nub. I need you to gently massage it." That said she moved her mouth back towards his member and began gently sucking it again.
Deborah felt tentacles rove around her pussy exploring her folds. Two tentacles spread her pussy and she moaned in pleasure. Despite her previous words Deborah could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter as he gently massaged her labia, if he kept this up she might not need him to rub her clit before she would be ready for more.
She was about to take Bellasks penis out of her mouth and tell him where her clitoris was when he gently grazed it with a third tentacle. Her body tensed and it was just experience that kept her from grazing her teeth against his cock. Instead she leaned back letting the member out of her mouth with a popping sound.
"There! Right there!" She gasped out just before the tentacle snaked its way back into her mouth.
Deborah grabbed it with her right hand, both to keep it from entering her mouth to far, and to begin stroking it. It was only a moment later that she realized that she had ignored the Hanars tentacle on her wrist. Although Bellasks grip was strong, the tentacles themselves leaved much to be desired in terms of brute strength.
Fortunately what they lacked in strength it more than made up for in dexterity. Deborah pumped Bellasks harder and faster while she swirled her tongue over his tip as she tried to focus on anything other than what was happening to her pussy.
Bellask for his part, once he found the small nub just above her pussy he immediately began swirling his tentacle over it in what Deborah recognized as a clockwise motion. He kept this up for a minute as Deborah's hips began shaking up and down in pleasure. Deciding to change things up a little he began spelling different things on her pussy with his tentacle.
At first he began to write the Hanar alphabet on her pussy, before moving on to writing different words. He had just finished writing his face name when Deborah began squirming enough that he was worried she would fall out of the mass effect field. Her body shook and Bellask felt her pussy lips quiver in a way that he recognized as an orgasm.
Deborah was just coming down from her orgasm when she felt Bellask move a tentacle away from her clit and gently massage it against her opening. Without taking the other member from her mouth she said it was ok for her to fuck her, although it came out more like "Ou an uck e." Bellask still understood what she was saying.
Giving her breasts a squeeze strong enough to make her yelp Bellask slowly pushed his tentacle inside of her. It had been long enough since her last time that Bellask had to push and it was worried that he might be harming her. Deborah however just moaned in pleasure around the obstruction in her mouth.
Bellask slowly worked himself in and out of her pushing further and further inside of her with each trust. The Hanar had thought that Deborah had been enthusiastic before, but now found itself stunned by the ferocity that which the human woman was working his tentacle. Her fist pumped up and down furiously, as an obscene slurping sound emanated from her lips. The human woman was working his sensitive tentacle like the dirtiest of whores Bellask had ever been with.
Working the appendage inside of her he felt him hit the end of her vaginal canal and felt her body tense up, looking at her face he saw pain and discomfort rather than pleasure so Bellask pulled back and stopped thrusting so deeply.
Deborah for her part was in ecstasy, aside from the slight discomfort at having her cervix pressed against she was going mad with pleasure. Bellask was everywhere, massaging her legs, squeezing her ass cheeks, and alternating squeezing and massaging her breasts, not to gently but also not hard enough to cause her real pain, even her pussy was filled perfectly. It wasn't until she felt a tentacle slowly circle the entrance to her asshole that she paused in worry. She had done anal before, but not often and usually not without some preparation.
"This one wishes to stuff you full, would you allow that Deborah." Bellask asked sounding oddly polite considering he was asking to bugger her.
Bellask took the tentacle out of her mouth to allow her to answer, but continued to thrust gently into her pussy.
Moaning in pleasure she tried to focus enough to answer.
"Ughh, it's been a while since I've done that, are you sure?"
"This one will be gentle."
"Alright, but be generous with the lubricant." Deborah said taking the Hanars tentacle back into her mouth as Bellask began slowly thrusting back into her pussy.
Bellask turned a crimson mixed with yellow splotches, the equivalent of a confident smirk for a Hanar. Humans apparently did not yet know about a Harans ability to produce and secret natural chemicals. While toxins were the most widely known thing they could create, with modern medicine, surgery and even genetic engineering Hanar could secrete almost anything if it wasn't too complex and they wanted to. Lubricants were not too complex, and really what use did most Hanar even have for secreting toxins anyways? After a quick surgery Bellask was now able to secret personal lubricant at will.
The lubricant was designed to warm when meeting oxygen, and was one of the slickest liquids in existence, outside of special lubricants created for starships, it was more than up to the task of sex.
Covering his last available tentacle in the mixture Bellask began gently probing Deboarh's final opening.
Debrorah's feelings of trepidation were slowly replaced by feelings of excitement as she felt the Hanars gentle probing's. Very suddenly he slipped inside of her, just the tip at first but even just that left her feeling stretched.
Bellask held just the tip of his tentacle inside of her, giving Deborah a chance to get used to the thick member in her backside. In a moment of brilliance Bellask continued to massage her clitoris while gently working the tentacle in her pussy. The tentacle in her mouth was removed until just the tip was resting against Deborahs lips. Deborah trying to distract herself from the sensations in her asshole focused all of her attention on the thick rod resting on her lips.
She showered it with kisses and licks as the slow circling motion Bellask was making on her clit slowly brought back her moans. Before long her hips were moving back and forth seemingly possessing a mind of its own.
Deborah moaned in pleasure as what she could only think of as a cock began gently thrusting in and out of her pussy as the one in her mouth began thrusting deep into her throat, the one in her pussy filled her completely and other tentacles kept massaging her body. Deborah now warmed up and horny was able to take the cock deep into her throat, beyond what most women could accommodate. Unbeknownst to her this was partially caused by an aphrodisiac being excreted by the cock in her mouth numbing her gag reflex and pushing her to new heights of pleasure.
It was only then that the cock in her ass began moving in and out. The feeling was incredible, stuffed in every possible hole it was all Deborah could do to keep sucking and stroking on the cock in her throat.
That was when the cock in her ass began moving.
Deborah was certain it was much thicker than the other cocks that were inside of her. When it moved she felt her entire body was shoved forwards and backwards, even with the cocks wrapped around her tits and hips couldn't hold her steady.
Her moans were turned to squeals by the cock in her mouth. As every hole in her body that was large enough for a cock had a cock inside of it, Deborah felt her orgasm approaching faster and faster. Like a rising tidal wave it approached her inexorably and powerful. It washed over her bringing waves of pleasure to every inch of her body, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Her muscles convulsed and lewd moans escaped her stuffed lips until slowly the waves of pleasure subsided.
The first orgasm had barely finished when the second began, and the third followed that on immediately, by the time the fourth orgasm was ripping through her body Deborah found her eyes screwed shut, her body limp, and her pussy leaking juices.
Through her closed eye lids she saw Bellask's colours changed faster and faster until even the Aliens body tensed and Deborah felt a discharge inside first her asshole then a moment later her pussy, she had just a moment to prepare as the cock in her mouth tensed and then it began ejaculating a thick viscous liquid into her waiting throat and mouth before it began coating Deborahs face as she pulled the still throbbing and cumming appendage out of her mouth. The liquid was warm against the skin on her face and Deborah felt it slowly dripping down her cheeks and chin.
After what felt like several minutes Bellasks cocks slowed, and then finally stopped ejaculating. Bellask as exhausted from the sex as Deborah was, finally slumped over. His tentacles seemingly deflating before her very eyes finally slipped out of her bruised holes. Her ass and pussy no longer plugged began dripping the cum Bellask deposited into her began streaming out of her holes.
Deborah grasped the Hanars body and pulled him towards her and cradled him in her breast. Deborah was struck by how small the alien seemed to be when she held him next to her own body. Bellask's body was a dark colour with waves of rainbows appearing in his body before fading again. The effect was beautiful and Deborah found herself staring at its body running her fingers over its slightly damp skin.
Bellasks colours took on a purplish hew, and he twitched in Deborahs grip. The action although small was enough to let her know that the Alien was once again in the land of the living.
"Hmm, Deborah" It started suddenly. "This one thanks you. Are you alright?" Bellask asked.
Surprise lacing her voice Deborah answered. "I'm fine, amazing actually. Bellask, I can honestly say I have never felt like that before. You were everywhere, it was almost too much."
"You too were amazing Deborah, this one has not known such pleasure before." Bellask answered honestly. "This one is exhausted." That said its tentacles drooped down and hung limply towards the couch.
With a few commands Bellask turned off the mass effect field and he and Deborah landed on the couch with a small bounce. Deborah stood up, all too aware that she was covered in a thick liquid and more was running out of her ass and pussy. Bellask however wrapped his tentacles around her and held her in place.
"Do not worry about the furniture the spegulum is easily cleaned."
"Spegulum?" Deborah asked wondering if she would need to book a rather embarrassing appointment with the Alliances doctor when she got back to work.
"Yes that is the substance Hanar ejaculate during couplings. Normally Spegulum is rich in nutrients for the birthing process, and it hardens into an almost concrete like material almost instantly.
Deborah's eyes widened at this knowledge as she imagined her explaining to her doctor why her nether's were filled with a concrete like substance when Bellask continued.
"I however have had my own Spegulum glands altered, I still receive all of the pleasure of an ejaculation, but it is a chemically simple substance that is unharmful to the known galaxy. It should not be harmful to you, but you may wish to talk to a medical professional if you notice any rashes or skin irritation."
"Thank you Bellask, I will keep that in mind. Can I ask you something personal?"
"Of course Deborah, after that this one welcomes an exchange of personal details."
"I was under the impression that Hanar did not have gender as the rest of the Galaxy knows it, so why do you have sex? Are you not just mono gendered like the Asari?"
"A good question, and one that is very common." Bellask said calmly. "Hanar reproduce asexually, however we deposit Spegulum in other Hanar as a way to assist the development of the fetus. As I said it is usually nutrient rich, this both ensures the fetus will be strong and healthy, as well the exact nutrient profile of the Spegulum can impact the development of the fetus."
"That is fascinating. So do Hanar form pair bonds despite being asexual? How do you decide who to... donate Spegulum too?"
"The transference of Spegulum is pleasurable, and as there is no genetic material given with the ejaculation Hanar do not have any qualms about donating Spegulum to any who need it. In fact more than one Hanar can give Spegulum if it is requested. Sometimes Hanar will even form lines to deposit Spegulum one after the other."
"So dozens of Hanar will penetrate another Hanar over and over again with multiple tentacles?" She asked quietly as she stroked one of Bellasks tentacles.
Bellask mistaking the tone in her voice for fear raised himself up to look into her eyes. The Hanars body turned a shade of blue and rippled with green in an attempt to calm her. "Please do not be alarmed this one understands the desire other species have for coupling to be a private and intimate affair and this one would never..." Bellask trailed off as Deborah took the tentacle deeper into her mouth, and then her throat as her hands moved to the other tentacles and began massaging them she opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Of course if you wish it this one could be up for one more donation." Bellask said as the Hanar activated its personal mass effect field and snaked its tentacles around her body getting ready for round two.