LewdiKris

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"Speaking of contacts, I've got some friends among the nomads who could help with the get away. Give us a back-up way out. If we're unable to get up to the AV, we just need to get down to street level and I could have some wild motherfuckers with lead feet to get us out of dodge." Kara speaks with delight glittering in her eyes. She always loved this part of a job, the talking it through and learning more about the people dhe'd go in with. Neither had provided her with any reason to doubt them, and usually, in her experience, idiots and cowboys showed their colours fast. She flickered her hair through a range of colours and settled on a silvery white, her face set in a grin and she leaned back. "This is going to be fun."

Melissa and Mastiff's orgasms crashed over them in a simultaneous burst of wriggling, moaning, shuddering joy. Their eyes fixed on eachother as their breasts pressed in like waves of pillowy, pale flesh and compressed the tentacle between them. They milked it with their milkers. Mastiff half kissed Merlot, and half joined the mouth fucking, teasing the tentacle out of one mouth and then into the other, then back again. Their cunts spasmed in rhythm, and the concurrent pressures would have enough to drive Tentatulicon, god of the Tentucalons to mad, lustful ecstasy. The two women were totally lost in the feelings, the sensations. The slimey, plundering phallus that filled them. The writhing, groping, pressing limbs that roiled around them. That was all they were, all they could focus on as their bodies writhed and there own limbs entwined. They had become a knot of pure, succulent desires and desires fulfilled and the sounds they made were a lewd, erotic reflection of that. (OOC: Super sorry for delayed replies. RPs have really picked up for me.)

Ulgoth could, literally, taste the orgasm building in the woman suspended above him. He enjoyed human orgasms, even if he only vaguely understood them. He like the way toes would curl, skin would flush hot and they'd sometimes lose control of their limbs. He loved the sounds they made and the uniqueness of each one. Every climax a fingerprint upon his powerful, alien perception. He couldn't wait to see what this one would look like. He picked up the pace, driving each of the tentacles entering her pussy and ass faster and faster, moving about as quickly as he thought she could take and intimately sensing the effects it had on her heartrate. He fucked her tits harder too, enjoying the way the flesh of her breasts rippled against the slimey member slipping through her cleavage. The nipple teasing escalated, vibrations rising to an audible, feverish pitch. Finally, he pumped her mouth more softly, allowing her to more easily vocalise her lust.

Mastiff's body reacted greedily, her mouth workign the tentacle between her lips as if it held the secret of eternal life. Her pussy, though not as tight and nubile as young Melissa's, convulsed around his member with a the strength of her orgasm. Her eyes remained fixed on Melissa's rear as the young woman's two little holes were pounded by throbbing alien meat. She came, then came again, her body shuddering and lewd moans escaping around the mouth fucking she was receiving. For Melissa's part, the young scientist was lost. Her body filled from every direction, in every naughty entrance. She forgot herself entirely, only knowing the sensation of the multi-fucking that drew screams and muffled gasps as she climbed to her own orgasms over and over. She;d not though it possible, to feel this used, and yet this totally, mind-alteringly, aroused. Mastiff pulled the tentacle cock from her mouth and slipped it between her breasts, fucking her cleavage with the obscene limb. "Culdinious, please put me in reach of Melissa. She needs her attention refocused." She moaned, her long red hair spilling down her back as she was shifted within reach of the younger woman. She spanked the pale, round ass and then squeezed it, then she repeated it. Abusing the blonde's perfect ass as the tentacles thundered in and out of her. "Focus Melissa, our esteemed guest- uh, ah!" She was cut off as another orgasm rose to the surface, then through clenched teeth, continued "Our esteemed guest is close to finishing and you need to pay attentio- oooooh!"

Let me know if this is overstepping GM! But I thought it might be good to have a post to put some fun cyberpunk stuff. I've got a couple to start. Some podcast-y, long format easy listening. First half ends around where we are in history now. Ofcourse, our benevolent GM will probably have changed some stuff to suit his Night City, but the broad strokes are here. Does have a wonderful break down of some of the major gangs. Perfect music for the vibe! This is a constant running mix, stellar background music for when you're writing.

Kara nodded thoughtfully as she listened to Mercy. Sneaking would suit her skills better for sure, though even she wasn't wholly confident about breaking into a corpo factility and getting out without a lot of noise. She let her hair shift a burning orange, her eyes lifting to the medtech. "No, no allergies or nothing. I'm pretty good with security tech and, despite my shining personality, I am good at slipping in and out of places unnoticed. I suspect our chameleon might be good for that too." She nodded toward the other woman, who still left her unsettled but intrigued. "What about you? I'll be glad to have you around if- No. When, shit goes sideways, but you think you'd be able stay low-pro enough for that kind of infiltration? Also, does anyone here know how to fly an AV?" Kara considered alternatives, their chameleon seemed like she'd be able to blend and deceive, perhaps. So if they could get some uniforms, maybe 'borrow' some IDs, that might be a way in without relying on quiet feet. She thought that getaway via AV would, of course, be great. But she didn't have any piloting skills. But Mona, of the Aldercaldos, still owed her a few favours. Fast cars and daring feats of driving were there specialty.

"Woah! I hope you don't mind me asking, but. What the hell was that?" Kara said, gaping at the woman, she had her own augmetics that could accomplish similar things, but she'd never been able to transform herself with so completely. Part of her mind went over the plan. it sounded good, she could probably rope a couple of Aldercaldos in to set up the 'accident' and maybe get them clear afterwards. But, right now she wasn't quite able to reconcile the woman that joined them and the girl who'd flounced up on BTB a moment ago.

"That's good Culdinious. Now, that's getting there. But not quite enough." Mastiff said, watching intently as the tentacle pounded into the younger womans tight pussy. She guided the second tentacle and dipped it past her lips, before lowering it and rubbing it against the blondes virgin rear entrance. "She needs to understand that we take discipline. Very. Seriously." She said, a wicked smile crossing her panting mouth. Melissa gasped and wriggled, looking back over her shoulder as she felt the alien sensation of the slimey member pressing against her butthole "What are yo- Ooooooh!" She cried, as her boss gave and encouraging shove to the limb and pressed it into Melissa's ass. It hurt, for a moment, but the pain quickly diffused into the pleasure of her cunt being pounded and then it brightened again into a different kind of hot, mind-blanking arousal. "Uh, oh. Ah!" Was all she managed as her two tight holes were filled with alien cockmeat. "Mmm. Culdinious, that is proper correction. Now please, allow me to apologise for Melissa's behaviour." Mastiff moaned, taking hold of the tentacle rising up between her thighs and teasing its tip against her pussy through her delicate panties. She dropped to her knees and brought this third member to her mouth. "Mmph," She said as she slipped the hard, hot length past her lips.

Water ran over the stone of the area around the spring itself, and Ulgoth's undulating body rolled over it. He kept Sarah suspended above her, easily carrying her wait and continued plunging his tentacles into her. He was enjoying this a great deal, the simultaneous sensation of each her unique, playful entrances spasming, moaning and tightening around his multiple cocks was causing him to make a strange, low rumble. The sound was involuntary, but deep and, somehow, filled with a satisfaction. He rolled her in the air so that she was face down and her continually fucked tits faced him. He sent another pair of tentacles up, retracting the cock-like tip and causing the tip to splay out into four smaller apendages, somewhere between fingers and tongues. They reached the womans nipples and wrapped around them, vibrating, squeezing and rotating to cause endless waves of stimulation. I'll miss this one when she leaves, he thought, she sucks on me so greedily. The others care nothing for my pleasure, but this one seems desperate for my seed. He had never tired of being used as a living sex toy by the various humans he'd encountered over his life, but there was something more to this. He didn't want it to end. (Sorry for the slow reply. For some reason i'm not getting notifications when you reply. Think i've sorted that.)

Melissa was turned away from her boss, hanging in the air, bent forward with her back arched. She felt the cool touch of Professor Mastiff's soft hand touch her ass and it sent a shiver up her spine. "I'm sorry, mam. Please teach me-" Melissa began before being cut off by a sharp smack on her rump and a gasp from her pert lips. "Thank you, Culdinious, that is perfect. You will speak, when asked, Melissa Merlot. I will teach you your lesson, with Culdinious' help." Her voice was stern, but the smile she flashed at Culdinious hinted at the element of play in the performance. "Mmmhmm" Melissa hummed, her body shuddering and hot at the sting of the slap on her soft ass. Professor Mastiff slapped it again, then again. Each blow sent delightful ripples across the piant flesh and, dressed only in dark panties, Professor Mastiff's breasts heaved and swayed. She bit her lip as she squeezed the younger womans bottom, playing and toying with her cheeks. Then she slapped them again, leaving the round, pale skin with red marks across their surface. "Culdinious, this is a start. But I think that she needs a stronger discipline. Lend me a pair of your thickest tentacles, please." She attempted to keep the matronly tone, but her voice was a breathy, hoarse thing. She held out a hand, gently grasping the proffered limb and slowly guided it toward Melissa's dripping cunt. "Yes, this will do nicely. Now please Culdinious, give her what she deserves." The older woman half moaned as she reached out for the second tentacle member, wrapping her fingers around it and gently stroked it's length. (Sorry for late reply, got lost in my notifications)

Kara couldn't help but smile, watching the Med Tech's reaction, but she tamped it down. She wasn't intending to provoke him and his temper seemed to run a short fuse. So, she squashed the grin into an apologetic smile, then shifted her gaze to BTB. She took his words, nodding and unsurprised. Good, it was a straight enough sounding job, get in, get something and get out. That's what she did best, so she dialled her hair to black, and leaned forward. "What kind of security are we talking? Something with this kind of eddie value has got to be well guarded. Is it mercs or corporate in-house? What kind of transport have they got? Is it a convoy, or are the aiming for more low profile? Have you got at in, any personel records for the goons who'll be doing the transport?" Her mind was running through a roledex, the short time frame would cut down on their options significantly. With more time she'd want to worm her way into the lives of one or more crew, get some leverage and make it happen. But if they had some half competent guards and a full convoy, smash and grab wasn't going to work either. She leaned back again, watching BTB carefully, hoping for a little good news.

Professor Mastiff nodded to Culdinous and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. "Now, Merlot, you've not even set up a proper method of sample collection. All of this important research material has been spilled willy nilly, mostly over your naughty, little body. So, i'm afraid we'll need to take disciplinary action." She said, stern, yet sultry. Melissa's eyes were saucer wide, and she bit her bottom lips as she and Culdinious watched the red-haired woman slowly remove her shirt. Beneath she had a toned, taught stomach and a pair of huge breasts that practically spilled from the lacey, dark-blue brassier. "You'll have to pay attention to the following lesson. Culdinious, would you postion the Doctor so that her bottom is up and her back is arched." She continued as she reached behind her and unhooked the bra. Her breasts dropped with a jiggle. Enormous, soft and tear-drop shaped with a pair of large dark nipples poking outward into the air. Her fingers moved to the pencil skirt's clasp and began to fiddle with it as she watched Melissa's beautiful, shapely ass move in front of her.

Her tongue played around the hard, fleshy tentacle member and Ulgoth's entire gelatinous form shuddered. It was all the encouragement the monster needed. The second bobbing cock moved beneath the water and slipped into her fingers. The tentacle cock between her tits pumped even more vigorously. Her sopping pussy yielded as a thick rod of alien flesh pressed itself into her and slowly, rhythmically fucked her. Her arousal radiated out into the water and suffused Ulgoth's skin. She tasted so much better than most. Ulgoth might have lacked eyes, but the sensory apparatus that he did have were capable of learning much by contact, especially contact this intimate. His senses led his tendrils to find Sarah's most sensitive, delicious spots and focus on them with an intensity impossible for a human male. He waited a moment, until the first spasms within her told him the time was right before he began pushing one of the other tentacle cocks into her ass. He had discovered many years ago that this particular entrance elicited the most wonderful, varied reactions. He kept things slow, plunging and testing her holes to see how he might play her like an instrument. He lifted her from the surface of the water as he began to undulate up the side of the pool, water cascaded from Sarah curves and poured off her like rain.

Professor Mastiff's face would have been comical to Melissa if she hadn't been so embarrassed. The older womans neck and cheeks were flushed and one of her long fingered hands had lifted to her mouth in shock. Melissa did not see the hunger in Mastiff's eye, though. They her heart beat faster and her pussy moistened as she eyed the lewd, young, nubile body covered in slime and ooze. "Well. It appears I have interrupted an... Experiment." Professor Mastiff managed, recovering some of her cool professionalism. Melissa was so galled, part of her wish Culdious would let her go. But at the same time, having his tendrils wrapping the soft curves of her body, pressed between her exposed breasts, right in front of her boss! It was so delightfully slutty that she couldn't bring herself to try and disentangle herself. "Ye- Yes, mam. I was attempting to study, uh..." She began, trailing off as Professor Mastiff began to walk closer, taking off the dark blue blazer and folding it neatly. The director of research's hips swayed enticingly within the tight, pencil skirt she wore and she smiled a lascivious little smile. "You are young, and quite inexperienced. You've clearly got the enthusiasm, but you are showing yourself to be... Undisciplined. Mr. Culdinious, would you aid me in a little, light correction?" Professor Mastiff said as she slowly removed her half moon spectacles and let loose her long, red hair. Melissa's eyes widened and she felt herself fulsh with a new kind of warmth, delicious and strange. She didn't really understand her boss' meaning, but she wanted Mr. Culdinious to say yes.

Ulgoth's tentacles began their explorations in earnest once he had her wrapped in his immensely strong tendrils. One of those grasping her legs made it's way to her already wet slit and rubbed itself against her. The other slid over her ass and made it's way between her cheeks, Ulgoth enjoyed the pleasing, pliant flesh of her ass as the muscles tensed at his touch. He let another pair of his tentacles play over her breasts, squeezing and squishing them around the third that lay between her breasts. The pair that waited before her face like two snakes ready to strike, rippled the water as they closed. As her jaw lowered, Ulgoth sensed the invitation. The end of one bobbing tentacle split and a length of hard, obscene flesh pressed outward and came close enough to touch her lips. The smell would be intense, a sweet, yet animalistic scent that would flood the young womans nose. Ulgoth teased the tip of his tentacle-member against her mouth and then began pressing it into the warm, wet void of her mouth whilst the other tendrils flowered with their own cock-like ends. This woman would be a fun breeding, Ulgoth thought as she tasted him for the first time.

Ulgoth's perception was a subtle thing, it did not rely on the same easily visible signals that most creatures do. So, when the subtle changes in the woman's body temperature arose and her skin flushed with blood, he was well aware of it. He continued to simply watch, for a long moment, patiently allowing this female to prepare herself. He could taste her through the water and a subtle shudder went through him as she began to lose herself in her self-pleasuring. His apathy finally fell away, if he'd known how, he would have told her how beautiful she was. But that was always a problem for him. So, as always, he moved to show her, instead. Two of his many long, black tentacles, the ones already hovering close grew closer. He undulated his amorphous body beneath the water until he squished his mass up beneath her. Then, with lustful haste, he sent three more limbs to join the two. One spiraled around each of her legs, slithering up to her crotch. The third wrapped her waist and slid wetly across her flat stomach before nudging up between her firm breasts. The fourth and fifth broke the surface, bobbing before Sarah's face so that he could sense the details of it.

She blushed at his talk about her butt, suddenly realising how lewd she must have looked. She smiled shyly and gently took one of his tentacles in her hand, and brought it up towards her breasts. "I'm sorry, Mr. Culdinious, I didn't mean too babble. I just talk too much when I get excited." She pressed the tentacle against between her mounds and said "Would you, ehm, use my breasts again. I- I quite liked that." Her eyes grew hungry again, her youth and relative inexperience meaning she'd never truly explored her own libido. Just as Culdinious brought more of his limbs to bear, pressing and slipping over her curves, the door to the enclosure hissed open. "Doctor Merlot, I see you've put in a re- oh!" Came Professor Mastiff's sharp voice, immediately cutting off as she saw the young scientist, nude, slimey and wriggling withing a knotwork of tentacles. The older woman blushed, but did not look away, her eyes roaming the vision before her.

Perception: 7 + 5 = 12 Kara could see that BTB had shifted a little. He seemed ready, maybe there last team member wasn't coming? It was good news though, Kara was starting to get impatient. She was built from the toes to the top of her head for forward motion and waiting around drove her a little nuts. "So, B? Are we ready to talk details? If we don't get it on, and soon, I'll literally die." She said, then tilted back her head and drained the bottle. She passed her eyes around the room again, looking at but not seeing the chameleon. Her gaze passed over without halting and her eyes finished on Mercy. "You're a med tech right? Can you get Spark?" She asked, a cheeky smile passing over her lips. In truth she wasn't really trying to buy drugs, the man seemed too serious for that, but she wanted to see if he'd be caught off guard, or if he'd try and bullshit her. Kara might display a bubbly, outgoing and even ditsy exterior, but she was a ruthless, hard-hitting and uncomprimising journalist. And she'd learned a long time ago to poke and prod at those around her, to see if she could loosen threads that would be worth tugging later.

Ulgoth's glistening, black form was invisible beneath the pools surface. He rested contendly at bottom of the pool and absently enjoying the warmth of the water on his amorphous, many tentacled body. When the water was disturbed, initially he did not react. His lack of traditionally recognisable eyes made it seem that he would be blind, but there was no mistaking what he sensed when it reached his bizarre sensory organs. A human female? A pretty one. He remained still, for a moment, not understanding that she did not know he was there. Ulgoth's inability to converse meant, despite his numerous interactions with humans, he understood them very poorly. So, he waited, wondering if she, like so many, wanted him to fill her holes and mate with her. He had to assume that she did, why else would she approach him? But in his apathetic nature lurked an extreme laziness, which was slowly being stirred. He could sense the heat of her, the faintest taste carried by the water. He let two of his tentacles come a little closer, drawing in her scent and sound. She is nude. She must be trying to mate. She is in heat? His powerful, if skewed perceptions were drawn to her exposed pussy. She didn't react, so he assumed she wasn't ready. Some human women had to prepare themselves first, applying their thin, weak limbs to themselves. So he waited, his lethargy growing less and less heavy, but still enough to keep him from touching her. Yet.

She jumped with surprise as his tentacle slipped between her thighs, then she shot a look back at him. "I was just going to see if we could modify the enviromental settings, I was curious to see if this could a effect your bio-cellular regeneration and find out if temperature or moisture would make more of a..." She continued to speak, growing animated as she spouted a continuous stream of scientific and technical jargon. Her motions caused her body to bounce and wiggle, which in turn made the softness of her breasts jiggle wonderfully. Her small, pink nipples were hard, standing to attention on each of the weighty tits and her perky, plush ass glistened with Culdinious drying ooze.

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