This story came about after I found my old Aliens vs. Predator Omnibus. I've always liked the depiction of Machiko Noguchi on the cover of Hunter's Planet and then I found this fantastic picture of her and well... read on.
Aliens
vs.
Predator
The Hunter's Bitch
***
Machiko Noguchi crouched down on a knot of producing root
from a vine-wrapped tree and looked out over the Great Plains before her. The
long grass swayed in the hot wind.
Flicking up the metal flap on her right wrist gauntlet,
Noguchi began to punch in a command. From behind her metal bio-helmet, her view
of the world was filtered through a cool blue. It was the preferred method of
tracking prey, the cool blue contrasting heat signatures. But it was proving
ineffective for what she stalked. She began to cycle through the different
setting. The grassland shifted from blue to black and white to luminous green
and then to sharp red with stark black outlines.
She lowered her hand as she saw the glowing green forms
of the Hard Meats hidden among the long grass. They were crouched and perfectly
still, long tails curled around their black bodies.
There was no doubt in mind that they were aware of her
presence, the question was why were they waiting? The answer came as the
mounted cannon on her shoulder swiveled around and blasted a Hard Meat which
sprung at her from among the vines.
The three remaining xenomorphs erupted out of the long
grass, charging for the trees. Noguchi’s pulse began to race, blood pumping
through her as leaped down from the root and pulled out her spear. The shoulder
cannon fired again, nailing one of the shrieking bugs directly in the head. It
exploded in a cloud of gore as the remaining two bore down her.
She sidestepped the nearest one as it lunged for her,
hefted her spear and thrust blade into the exposed torso. The Hard Meat shirked
as it acidic blood spilled onto the jungle floor. She stabbed again, piecing
the head. The Hard Meat slumped to the ground.
Pivoting her weight, she extended the serrated twins
blades from her gauntlet and slashed the remaining bug as it reared up to
pounce on her, slicing its face from its long, phallic-shaped head. The body
collapsed forward into a crumpled heap, blood oozing from the wound and hissing
into the dirt.
Noguchi heaved a calming breath as her racing heart began
to steady. Straightening up, she took stock of her kills. Three runners and one
drone. Not bad. That would be a respectable score even by the standards of a
full-blooded yautja.
She turned to leave, only to stop as one of the alien
hunters materialized before her. Out of her two companions, Brute was the
largest. Powerfully built, even but the standards of his kind, he was a mass of
corded muscles and sinew which bulged under his light armor. His skin was pale
gray, with dark blotches around his board shoulders. Five Xenomorph heads were
impaled on the end of his glaive. Two runners, threes drone.
Noguchi smirked.
Beaten by one.
Brute looked over the sprawled carcasses of her kills,
gave an approving nod. Sensing she was watching him, he turned to her and
cocked his head in query. Noguchi waved the unasked question away and stepped
passed him, taking the lead.
The scanner in her mask indicated that Scar wasn’t too
far from their location. Stepping back into the jungle, she moved over roots
and pushed aside leathery oval-shaped leaves. Soon, she spied the last member
of their party. He was sat, crossed-legged, on a low hanging branch, examining
the head of a Hard Meat.
Whereas Brute would overpower his prey through his sheer,
unrivaled force, Scar dealt hunted his with a measured grace, which was oddly
elegant in its execution. Tall and imposing, he would dart in and out of danger,
securing kills with deft slashes of his dual wrist blades. His muscular body
was lean, an oddity for one of the yautja, which set him apart from
others.
Noguchi had given him the name Scar, not because he had
any, but because of his helmet. He had painstakingly cut little grooves into
the metal, creating intricate motifs which, at a glance, looked like several
little scars. On occasion, she would wonder what the purpose was, only to
realize she would never actually know the answer.
The two were starkly different from the other yautja that
Noguchi had known, and she counted herself lucky to have met them. As with the
other clans she’d hunted with, the two had initially been reticent about with
her – that was until she’d proved herself to them. All it took was for her to
show she was capable of looking after herself and she’d done just that –
besting both of them on that hunt by two kills.
Their willingness to accept her based on her abilities
alone rather than judging her being ‘ooman’ reminded her of the broken-tusked
warrior she’d known all those years ago.
She shook the memory from her head as Scar greeted her
with a course grunt as was his way. Noguchi acknowledged him with a nod and
then looked around at the carnage. The remains of one runner and two drones
were strewn about over roots and ground.
Her bio-mask couldn’t detect any further signs of the
Hard Meats and the manner of which Scar sat, suggested to her that there no
present danger. That wasn’t surprising. There had only been a few Xenomorphs on
the planet. In truth, the encounter had been a quick skirmish, rather than a
full-fledged hunt.
Nonetheless, it had still been a thrill.
She ran a steadying hand through her long, black hair,
feeling its rubbery, smooth texture against her fingers. She’d grown it out
until it rested between the shoulder blades, then cured it with some hardening
gels which had bonded the strains together into tendrils. It had allowed her
fashioned her hair it into the sleek, pointed dreadlocks that were common among
the hunters.
She dropped her hand as Brute joined them. He had removed
Hard Meats remains from his weapon and stuffed the phallic heads into a mesh
bag.
That surprised Noguchi, but she figured perhaps he was
collecting them for resources, rather than trophies. The mighty warrior lifted
his glaive and pointed back the way they’d come.
It took her a moment to realize his question. She shook
her head. None of her kills had been worth keeping. There was little pointing
in burdening herself with them. Scar seemed to find this amusing as he made a
gesture to Brute, who growled in reply.
She smiled, sharing in the unspoken joke, stretched her
back and then lifted an arm in the direction of their landing ship. Scar,
agreeing with her suggestion, grunted and stood.
She looked over to Brute and waited.
The broad hunter glanced back to the jungle and then
punched in something into his gauntlet. After a moment of silence, she heard a
blip and cocked her head.
Brute closed the gauntlet and then thrust his glaive
aloft. He bellowed, the primal sound of triumph carrying around the
jungle.
The hunt was over.
***
Back aboard their ship, Noguchi returned to her chamber.
In the cool room, she removed her bio-helmet, setting it on her bed, before
moving to a set of shelves built into the metal wall.
Taking a leather pouch out, she enclosed her full lips
around the tip and squeeze. Refreshing water sprayed out, dowsing her mouth.
She swallowed, shuddering slightly as cool liquid coursed down her dry throat,
bring a tremendous relief to her.
After taking another greedy gulp, she returned it, wiped
her mouth her with hand, and then proceeded to strip out of her gear.
She slipped the wrist gauntlets off and set them aside.
Next, she removed the shoulders guards with the small, mounted cannon,
unfastened the belt around her sleek waist, and then pulled the leather armor
which covered her torso.
Finally, she slid the leather skirt down her long legs,
followed by the wire mesh undersuit. Now naked, save for a black thong and
lower leg armor, Noguchi ran her hands over her firm, well-formed breasts, eyes
closing as her fingers brushed the hard nipples. She bit her lip and pressed
her thighs together as she felt her blood rush to pussy, engorging the pink
folds and clitoris.
The exhilaration of a hunt always left her excited in the
aftermath. Once the adrenaline had passed and her pulse had settled, her body
became acutely sensitive, her mind hazing and making it hard to focus.
Her delicate hands continued to slowly travel over her
body, working their way down her flat stomach to her smooth hips, before
snaking around to her toned, shapely ass.
The humid temperate of the ship felt incredibly good
against her exposed skin, the slightest touch spending little electrical pulses
through her. A small moan passed her lips as her hands traveled back up her
body, sliding up her neck, before running through her hair.
Her thoughts turned to her companions. It was, she knew,
one of the chief reasons they chose to hunt with her. While they did genuinely
respect her abilities and skills, even seeing her as an equal in that regard,
that didn’t stop them from also using her as a means to fulfill their carnal
desires.
It was the defining factor which separated Brute and Scar
from others yautja. Noguchi had the impression that the average warrior tended
to regard human females with indifference, even revulsion.
Though the two races possessed similar bipedal bodies and
nearly identical reproductive organs, the very idea of doing anything sexual
would be seen as disgusting; relegated only to the darkest corners of perverted
minds.
But such notions weren’t harbored by Brute or Scar, or if
they were, it had never stopped them from coupling with her. No, that was wrong
phrase, too nice a word, too clean a word, too romantic a word.
Brute and Scar didn’t ‘couple’ with her; they fucked her.
She swore as her fingers continued to roam over her body.
Despite her sense of pride and honor, when it came to
sex, all ideas of equality she had swiftly disintegrated. There no
misunderstanding how the two warriors saw her. She was their cum-dump, a tool
for their relief and nothing more....
Noguchi had been surprised by how much of a submissive
slut she could be, and even more surprised by how much she loved it. It was a
far cry from the frigid, bitter woman who had worked for the Chigusa
Corporation, focused only on her career and haunted by her father’s death and
his final words. That existence had left her empty and resentful.
Hunting alongside the two yautja and then pairing with
them for heavy, rough fuck where she was completely used to satisfy their
needs, fulfilled her in a way she couldn’t fully articulate.
Perhaps it was that paradoxical duality, dominance, and
control in the hunt and then willing submissiveness during sex, she found so
intoxicatingly erotic. It tweaked in something in her core which left her
completely gratified.
While she couldn’t truly speak for the motives behind her
companions, other than a frightening, and exciting, primal lust, she had a few
theories. The two were tolerated outcasts, given grudging respect by other
clans but never actually liked. So what did it matter to them if indulged in a
pleasurable taboo?
Her other theory was that her body could offer wicked
pleasures that one of their own simply couldn’t. Though Noguchi had never
actually seen a yautja female, she got the distinct impression she didn’t want
to. She didn’t know why, but she had a hunch that sex with a female yautja was
more of a death wish than a pleasurable encounter. The complete opposite of
what it was with her.
Whatever their reason, they enjoyed using her to indulge
their sexual appetite – much to her delight.
Her hands snaked between her legs, rubbing over her
groin. In her lusty state, her mind quickly came to a decision. Turning, she
moved to the door.
***
As Noguchi entered the common room, she found that both
Brute and Scar waiting for her. They still wore their helmets, but they had
stripped themselves completely of any other clothes. Their semi-erected cock
jerked as they saw her.
It seemed they had the same idea she had.
Smiling, she approached the two warriors, being sure to
sway her hips as she did. She could already smell the heavy musk emanating from
the two. It was much more concentrated than with human males, a powerful,
salty, sour odor which was overwhelming and utterly delicious for her aroused
senses.
When was between them, she slowly sank to her knees,
letting the tips of her fingers run along the hard ripples of muscles. Their
massive cocks twitched as she curled her hands around them. Her fingers slowly
flexed against the engorged shafts, barely able to fully wrap around. A
pleasant shiver prickled up her back. No matter how many time they did this, it
always amazed her just how large they were.
Brute, living up to his namesake, nudged her head closer
to his stiffened member, the bulbous head poking her lips. It was clear he
wanted to receive her attention first. Scar made no challenge as he folded his
arms, seemingly content with watching. Noguchi wasn’t surprised. She knew what
Scar wanted, and the thought made her squirm on the spot.
The Japanese woman inhaled deeply and composed herself.
She worked up a thick wad of saliva and then spat it onto Brute’s cock, quickly
working it into the hot, steely flesh with slow strokes of her hands. Then she
did the same to Scar. Her hands were soon slick with her drool as she massaged
their pricks with slow, steady jerks. When she reached the tips, she’d roll her
thumb over flared heads, brushing the large pissholes, before slowly dragging
her hands back to the base.
Brute, getting impatient, nudged the back of her head.
Noguchi smiled and turned her head. She shivered as her tongue began to lap the
tip of his prick, tasting his bitterness. Having been marinated in sweat, his
cock had a potent tang which made her stomach tighten. After she circled the
flared crown, coating it in fresh spit, she then turned her attention to Scar
and repeated the process before switching back Brute.
She pulled her head back, swallowed, and then engulfed
the bulbous head of Brute's cock, moaning softly as full sourness filled her
mouth, causing her nostrils to flare and eyes to water. Closing her eyes, she
began to lightly bob back and forth along the tip, adjusting to his size. While
his dick wasn’t as long as Scar’s, he wasn't as narrow either, making the task
of blowing his fat cock an immense challenge.
Slackening her jaw, she began to rock her head with
short, stiff jerks trying to work up some momentum. Her mouth began to
overflow, soaking the warrior's shaft as her saliva glands lubricated the
intruding rod.
Brute grunted his pleasure and took a fist full of her
black hair into his hand, pulling her along the length she’d managed to fit
into her mouth. Noguchi relaxed and let him fuck her face, her cunt pulsing as
the copious amount of fluid in her mouth was churned.
She knew Brute was holding back. Even when he got rough,
he was still aware of his strength and moderated himself, lease he
inadvertently kill her. The sense of danger and trust sent excited ripples
through her body. Letting her hand slide off from around the base of his
member, she began to rub her throbbing pussy through the soaked fabric of her
thong.
She heard the clicking of tusks from behind their
helmets. They were chuckling, enjoying themselves and her whorish display.
Brute gave her a sniff tug, pulling her hair painfully
against her scalp as he worked her head back and forth. Noguchi felt more of
his cock slipping into her mouth each time pulled her towards his crotch until
the head bumped the entrance to her throat causing her to gag.
She swallowed the excess fluid in her mouth and attempted
to roll her tongue over the belly, only to give up. Brute had too much girth
for her to be anything but a hole for him to plug.
She dimly heard Scar grunt and then she felt Brute’s hold
loosen. Pulling her head off his cock, and lickings the threads of saliva which
connected it to her lips, she turned and took Scar into her grasping mouth.
Being the longer of two, it wasn’t quite a strain to suck him off, and her head
glided smoothly along his dick, her tongue swabbing the sides and belly.
With each forward plunge, Noguchi sank a little more of
his shaft passed her lips until she felt him hit the entry to her throat. She
nudged the swollen head again, making every effort to open the passage.
Viscous saliva began to lubricate his meat helping to
ease it into the snug confines of her flexing throat. With a final, deft jerk
of her head, she forced Scar’s cock into her gullet, pushing herself down until
her lips were wrapped tightly around the base.
Forcing her eyes opened, she saw Scar bellow and pound
his chest with a fist as she skewered herself on him.
Noguchi kept her head pressed against his crotch, letting
her esophagus massage his pulsating cock as it tried to suck it down to stomach.
She stretched her mouth, the excess saliva dribbling down her chin and covering
his scrotum. With her left hand, she reached up and began to caress the long
swell in her neck which outlined his lodged cock. Brute gave an excited growl
at the slutty display and then she felt him yank her right arm. Returning left
hand to continue caressing her palpitating cunt, she wrapped her right hand
back around his stiff pole.
She began to multitask, jerking Brute off while she
continued to deepthroat Scar. Her vision blurred as tears leaked from bulging
eyes as her gullet strained to contain the throbbing dick. She moaned and
swallowed, vibrating the member and adding another layer of pleasure for Scar.
Soon, Noguchi felt
her chest tightened as her airflow became constricted. A familiar and pleasant
daze seeped into her head. Her nostrils flared as her body convulsed. Finally,
just she as was starting to a feel numb tingle spread through her, she yanked
herself off his cock with a loud gasp.
The sudden rush of air left her reeling, hitting her with
a spell of light-headedness. She sputtered, chest heaving, as the blurry world
around her came into focus. She was able to suck in a few more gulps of air
before Brute grabbed her hair and pulled her towards his dick.
Noguchi relaxed her jaw quickly prepared herself as Brute
forced her head down his rod. His cockhead rammed the entry to her throat. She
gagged and quickly swallowed down what had tried to surge up. Making a quick
adjustment to her head’s angle, she suddenly felt Brute’s cock enter her
gullet, forcing the contracting muscles aside as it sank himself into the
tight, wet depths.
Fresh tears squeezed out of the corners of her
screwed-shut eyes, her beautiful, oriental features pitching as her throat was
painfully stretched out.
Small bubbles of spit formed around the corners of her
mouth where her bruised lips strained around the shaft. A dull ache began to
set into her jaw, her head swimming. She focused on the intensiveness of her
esophagus squeezing around the hot member as it tried to ingest it and the
pungent taste.
The Japanese woman could feel every jolt of Brute’s cock
as blood pumped through its thick veins. She shuddered, fresh saliva boiling up
and soaking the invading column as Brute continued to cram himself into her
tight oral passage, dragging down to the base. She tried to offer resistant,
straining against his firm, painful grip, but her nose was soon pressed against
his groin as he forced her to swallow him down the hilt.
Face squashed his crotch, she inhaled his odor, rubbing
her face into the tough, leathery skin and letting his musk fill her head.
Impaled on Brute's cock, there was little Noguchi could do when Scar suddenly
grabbed her slim waist and lifted her up until she was bent over, her toes
barely touching the ship's floor.
Knowing what was about to happen, Noguchi placed her
hands on Brute’s muscular thighs, using them to brace herself. Scar was plenty
lubricated enough for what he wanted to use her for. He pulled her thong aside,
exposing her puffy pussy lips to ship’s humid air, and then parted her toned
ass cheeks.
Brute suddenly yanked her off his cock, letting her catch
her breath. She gasped, swallowing down some fluids, and then she glanced over
her shoulder at tall warrior behind her.
Scar slipped two fingers into her soaking slit, slowly
twisting them against her soft vaginal walls. She moaned and began gyrating her
hips, letting her pussy press around his thick fingers. Then he withdrew them
and rubbed them over her twitching asshole, coating the wrinkled hole with her
slick juice.
Noguchi gasped, slender eyes reflexively sliding shut as
he delicately massaged the tight opening. He then lifted his cock up, pressed
the head against the tiny fissure and pushed. The surface of her skin prickled
as rippling warmth spread through her gut. She shuddered as Scar forced his way
through her tight sphincter and began to fill her anus. The odd contrast of her
anal muscles trying to expel the introducing cock finally pushed her over the
edge.
She swore as her orgasm struck with sudden, blistering
force. The sensation surged up her body, exploring in her head, pausing all
over thoughts out and leaving her mind momentarily blank.
Scar barely let her savor the afterglow of her climax
before he began to thrust, fucking her anal opening with shallow strokes.
Noguchi moaned and began to rock her hips back, trying to
push him deeper into him rectum and work herself up to another orgasm. As it
had done with her throat, his cock forced her contracting walls aside, rubbing
them with the heated shaft. Getting ass-fucked was incredible, a nasty act
befitting of a slut. She licked her lips and continued to push back, filling
her bowels up with the throbbing meat.
Suddenly, she felt Brute grab a fist full of her hair and
pulled her attention back to his waiting cock. She looked up and at him in a
lusty daze, tracing the outline of the smooth bio-mask. Lowering her head, she
retook into her mouth and began to suck, cheeks dimpling as she applied
pressure.
Scar continued a steady pace, keeping his thrusts concise
and sharp. Noguchi could feel the penetration becoming easier as her anus was
lubricated by his slobber coated dick and lingers residue of pussy juice. After
boring into her tight passage, he was able to glide smoothly through the ring
of her open rectum, pressing past her colon and sending electrical waves
through her body.
He gripped her hips and began to make his strokes long
and slow, making sure she felt every pulsing inch as he fucked her. Noguchi
clenched her rectum muscles, pressing hard against Scar. She heard the metallic
groan as he stopped and let her massage him while she continued to work Brute
over with her mouth.
She then felt Scar release his hold on her hips and pull
himself out. Air rushed into her gaping anus, making her giddy, but it was only
for a second as Scar seized her hips and shoved his entire length back into the
passage, rectally impaling her. Her ass cheeks were mashed against his pelvis
as he yanked her towards him, pulling her off of Brute.
Brute snarled and jerked Noguchi back, barely giving her
time to open mouth before her throat was re-stuffed by his bulging cock. The
Japanese woman braced herself. With powerful shunts of their hips, the two
began to saw in and out of her bent over body.
The sounds of her heaving tits hitting her torso mixed
with the dull slaps of her Scar’s hips colliding with her ass. Scar's large
testicles smacked against her slit, sending sharp, sudden jolts through her and
adding a deliciously wet sound to their rutting. With her left hand, she
reached between her legs and gently squeezed her engorged clitoris with her
thumb and forefinger, the pressure adding another layer to her pleasure.
Excessive saliva slouched around her mouth; begin forced
back down her throat and then spewing from the corners of her lips. The front
of her neck swelled and then retracted as Brute fucked her sore throat with
firm, controlled pumps, his heavy balls slapping her slobber-drenched chin.
Noguchi’s eyes scrunched up as he lodged himself back into
her gullet, squashing her face to his groin and making her breath his powerful
musk. Her nostrils flared each time he pulled back, trying to suck down
precious oxygen before he plugged her back up.
He suddenly dragged her off, saliva pouring out of her
mouth and pooling onto metal floor.
Noguchi coughed and licked up the thick threads of spit
which connect her panting mouth to his cock. She swallowed them down and then
stuck her tongue out, begging him to fill her up again and treat her like a
worthless cum-dump. Primal lust getting the better of him, Brute shoved his
cock back down her stretched throat.
Noguchi’s body was heaved back and forth between the two
warriors, each pounding her with deep, controlled strokes. Her body was awash
with pleasure, mixing with the short bursts pain and leaving her deliriously.
Her cunt throbbed, her juice coating her thighs. Letting Brute keep hold of her
head, she moved her hands between her legs, thrust three fingers into her
burning snatching and began fucking herself, moaning with a throat filled by
hard alien cock.
Scar’s hands left her hips and moved back to her toned
ass cheeks spreading them apart. Noguchi knew he was watching his cock
disappearing up the tight hole as he hammered away at her. The thought caused
her to increase her paces, her fingers twisting, prodding, and exploring as her
excited pussy sucked on them.
She began to lose a sense of time as her willing body was
penetrated at either end and air could only be snatched every few cycles
through wide nostrils. The two warriors began to increase their pace, slamming
into her stretched out her orifices with powerful thrusts. Scar reached around
her torso, grabbing her heaving tits as he buried his long cock to the root. It
throbbed as she coiled him around, desperate to feel his nasty cum shoot inside
of her. She heard metallic grunts, rasps, and snarls from the two as
overexertion began to set in. The heavy smell of sex filled the room, mingling
with the squelching, slap of skin and primal growls of the two hunters as they
reduced her to a set of holes.
Having a hunt and then fucking a hungry, demanding slut
like her was quite the endurance test, but one Brute and Scar relished.
Removing her right hand from her from pitching her tender
clitoris, she began fondled Brute scrotum. Hefting sac in her palm, she slowly
started to scratch the creased skin with tips of her fingers.
As she did this, she contracted her anal muscles
tightening around Scar. He grunted as her asshole clamped around his cock and
squeezed. Releasing her tits, he took her hips in hand and again he drove
himself in and out at a frantic speed.
Brute, refusing to lose control, maintained his measured
pace, but Noguchi knew he was coming to his end. As he pulled back for another
thrust, she felt his balls tighten upwards in their sack. With a roar, he
jammed himself ballsdeep into her throat. Her eyes bulged as she convulsed
around him. Bile rose up from my belly, but she forced it back down and began
to swallow, massaging his lodged cock to coax his orgasm. He ground her glossy
face into his groin as balls contracted.
She felt the hot cum bubbling up through the twitching
shaft, each spasm causing her to groan. The lumpy, sticky seed spew down her
gullet, firing directly into her stomach, filling her and up making her feel
wonderfully nauseous.
Her eyes rolled, her cuntal muscles seizing up as the
second orgasm she’d been working towards tore through her trembling body. The
sudden pressure as body went taut was enough to push Scar. He tightened his
hold, fingers pressing painfully into against her waist as he shoved himself to
the hilt and erupted into her bowels.
Noguchi closed eyes twitched as it gushed out, coating
her insides with hot ejaculate. She clenched her muscles, milking his bulging
cock of its load as she moaned around the dick lodged in her throat.
She felt Brute begin to soften as his orgasm subsided. He
pulled out of her mouth, wiped the slime covered head over her face, and
stepped back, leaving Scar to support her quivering body as he emptied into
her. After his cock had given a final sputter, Scar popped his out of her
gaping asshole and then let go of her hips.
Noguchi quickly caught herself. She refused to collapse
into a heap onto the floor. Instead, she sank back down to her knees, looked up
at Scar and then opened her mouth.
He immediately inserted himself into the offered orifice
and began to fuck her face with his softening member. Her tongue washed over
the soaked dick, tasting the tart residue of her ass and salty bitterness of
his cum.
Though Brute was no longer hard, he still watched her
clean Scar’s greasy cock. It was such a perverted and depraved act, but one
perfectly suited for the ship whore. Her hands slivered back between thighs and
she ground her tender clitoris against her palm, working her way to another
orgasm.
Noguchi felt Scar’s cock begin to harden. She angled her
head, allowing the thrusting member to enter her tender throat. Scar buried it
deep into her gullet; his heavy testicles pressed to her chin. Noguchi held him
there until the tall warrior let go of her head.
She slowly pulled back, sensuously dragging her lips
along his slimy length. When she reached the tip, she threw her head forward,
engulfing him down to the hilt. On each descend, she twisted her head, cheeks
hollowing as she sucked, thick tendrils of mucus swinging from her chin.
Scar watched her depraved act, his tusks rapidly clicking
perhaps encouraging her. Reaching around his waist, she gripped his taut ass
cheeks and then began to impale her battered throat. She heard Brute laughing
as Scar tried to endure her frenzied sluttiness.
Not to be outdone but the worthless cum-rag, Scar wrapped
his hands around her head and matched her pace, drilling her skull with hard
pumps. It was a spirited effort, but he didn’t last long.
After few more stiff propels of his hips, he pulled out
and pointed his tender cock at her.
Noguchi stretched her mouth wide open and cupped her
breasts, squeezing her nipples between her middles fingers. Her back arched as
the first ropes of sticky cum landed on her face, coating her forehead and
caking her right eye shut. The second splattered against her left cheek and
hung loosely.
She quickly took him back into her mouth and gulped down
the remaining spurts, loving it slide down her raw throat and join Brute’s
lumpy cum in her bubbling away in her belly.
Once his cock had given a final twinge, she released him
and then scooped up the lingering cum-threads on her face before sucking them
off her long fingers.
When she had finished, she leaned forwards and placed a
deep kiss on the crown of Scar’s flaccid member, before doing the same for
Brute’s. Then she slowly stood up, head held high, looking directly at the two
warriors.
Scar and Brute made no gesture or vocalizations. Instead,
they walked past Noguchi, leaving her alone in the common room. They didn’t
bother to help her return to her quarters, and she was grateful for it. That
would have been a sign of disrespect. Though she was a willing slut for them,
they still considered her a hunter and one of their own.
