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Mass Effect: Ladies Night	By : Redfields Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 18874 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Mass Effect: Ladies Night
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Author’s note: for a more immersive experience, try reading this while listening to some Mass Effect club music.

There were clubs all over the galaxy that offered pretty much anything. High-class places on Illium, dives on Omega with more drugs than a Batarian sports team, middle of the road places from here to the terminus systems. But one place had them all beat for variety. The Citadel. Sure, you could go high-end with Flux. Ultra deluxe at the Silver Coast. Maybe even some dancing at Dark Star or Purgatory. Of course, tonight, Jack was not occupied at any of those places. No, tonight, Jack was all about Chora’s Den.

Chora’s Den was usually a typical low-end lounge. Strippers, drinks, patrons, whatever. Maybe even some drugs. Nothing too hard, though. The new owners didn’t want to pile bodies up outside the door. Bad for business, they said. Light drugs only. Jack shrugged when she’d heard. She had different places for that.

Of course, the new owners had implemented another spectacularly successful event – Ladies Night. Normally, a Ladies Night at any other establishment would mean half-price drinks, maybe door prizes for those lucky enough to be born with a vagina. Or, you know, the alien equivalent. Boring night where guys came out more than the women, the hint of getting laid more than enough to boost business.

Not at Chora’s Den, though. At Chora’s Den, you were a woman, or you were out. They even had a corridor that bent back on itself inside, just to prevent anyone outside from even catching a glimpse. And damn, what they’d see …

The club was full. Maybe not packed shoulder-to-shoulder, but full enough. Most of the people inside were human or Asari, who somehow got a pass on the ‘being a woman’ thing. Maybe the new owners were into them? Whatever, Jack’s mind was elsewhere. Gazing around at the casual nudity. With no men in the room, many of the patrons felt fine shedding their clothes. The strippers were all wearing nothing, gyrating on stage with toys, each other, or both. The bartenders were barely wearing anything, sometimes nothing. And if the customer was willing, they’d add their own ‘Secret’ ingredient to the drinks. Given how popular they were, the owners had to bring on extra bartenders to rotate them out and give them breaks.

Some people were still fully clothed. Not the woman in front of Jack, though. A woman she’d come to … well, like was the wrong word. Respect was definitely the wrong word. Jack was stumped. What was it called when a girl had an ass so incredible that you just couldn’t wait to bury your throbbing cock in it?

See, an odd side-effect of large doses of Eezo in survivors is the tendency to grow a dick at puberty. So far, Jack was the only human it had happened to. It was more frequent on Thessia, but still a rare sight amongst the Asari. And most of them must be here, Jack thought. Cocks waving proudly in the air when they weren’t claimed by one of the horny women here. Down a throat, in a pussy, up an ass. Classics, all, but some women were happy to have one slide between their tits, or just grab an unoccupied one and start jerking.

Some of them were at their table, happily jerking their own cocks to the show Jack presented them with. The woman in front of her was bent over the table, holding her bubble-butt cheeks apart so Jack had easy access to her gaping hole. Jack slammed in again, pummeling the brunette’s butt a few times before grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling back. She couldn’t see the look on the woman’s face, but she could imagine the rapturous ecstasy on it as Jack stuffed her ass so well.

“You like that, bitch?” Jack asked as she slammed in again.

Then she was on her back on the floor. Miranda was in front of her, still naked, tits swaying from where she had whipped around.

Jack sputtered “What The Fu-”

“I may be a slut of epic proportions,” Miranda cut her off “but if you call me that again, I am done!”

They glared at each other. Years ago, Jack would’ve called her a bitch and continued. After some maturing, she would’ve called Miranda a bitch and let her walk. Now, though, she’d grown up. And she really couldn’t resist Miranda’s amazing ass. But apologizing just wasn’t something Jack could do. Especially to that Cheerleader B- … Slut. Maybe if she just moved past it.

“So, you’re a huge slut, are you?”

“Mhm, one who’s waiting for you.” Miranda turn back around slowly. She had to be careful in the heels she had on, the only lick of clothing she wore. She leaned over the table again, and pulled her ass cheeks apart, exposing a hole that still gaped open from moments ago.

Jack stared up for a moment, savouring those long legs and how the heels pushed Miranda’s butt up and out. She scrambled to her feet but kept her knees bent, crouching to line up her face with that delicious derriere, and took a long lick. Right from Miranda’s sensitive clit, across her pussy, then up her ass crack. Then she drove her tongue deep into the brunette’s back door, a one-sided makeout session with the loose hole that left Miranda moaning.

Jack stood up quickly and slammed into Miranda’s ass, groaning as she re-entered her favourite hole. Even after Miranda had told her she couldn’t get pregnant, Jack still went for her ass. It just felt too good to bury her cock anywhere else. She pounded the brunette a few more times, then bent low over her, pressing her own smaller tits into the brunette’s back.

“If you’re such a giant slut …” she whispered into Miranda’s ear “you should eat out your sister.” She continued pounding the slut.

Miranda was in no place to resist or complain, and called out for her genetic twin. “Ori! Hey, Oriana, get over here!” She had to yell to be heard over the thumping music, constant conversation, buzzing of toys, and screams of passion from all over the room. She tried to wave her arm to beckon her sister, but it was a little difficult with Jack pinning her down.

Luckily, Jack waved over the girl after she’d got her attention, but added her own instructions. “And ditch the clothes.”

Oriana wandered over, careful on account of the heels she was borrowing from Miranda. She pulled her shirt over her head, balling it up and tossing it to the table as she came over. “Is this some weird sex thing?” She asked, her voice blasé as she got rid of the skirt she had on.

Miranda did her best to answer, despite Jack hammering her backside. “We have the (urg) same genes, (unh) so I know (aah) you like the (oooh) weird sex stuff (uuhn)” She finished with a groan as Jack pounded into her intestines again.

“Up on the table; let sis eat you out.” Jack instructed.

“Wait, you guys are related?” One of the Asari asked.

“Yup” Oriana replied as she clambered up on the table, siting with her back against the far wall of the booth. She spread her legs wide so Miranda could get a face full of her pussy.

“That’s so nasty.” The Asari replied, jerking faster.

“Yeah. Now, I got an open mouth, if anyone wants a blowjob.” Oriana offered.

The other Asari climbed up on the table and slid her blue cock into the girl’s waiting mouth. Oriana took it deep without gagging, a skill she’d inherited from her sister.

Miranda paused in her sisterly ministrations as Jack’s cock became too much, and she came. Again. It was her third or fourth of the night, she couldn’t remember which. Only that Jack’s cock in her ass felt better than any cock in her pussy had. Better than any tongue in either hole, no matter how much Jack liked to lick her ass.

When she came down from her blissful high, she put her mouth back onto her sister’s pussy, licking for all she was worth. Jack was speeding up, getting ready to blow a load that was sure to get Miranda off again. She wanted to get her sister off before she was completely useless. She worked some fingers into Oriana’s ass, twisting them around; a sexual echo of the pounding her own pooper was taking.

Her efforts paid off when Oriana suddenly clutched her head, arching her back as orgasmic bliss gripped the younger Lawson. She mashed her pussy into her older sister’s eager face, squirting buckets down her waiting throat. Her body flexed, went rigid in the throes of ecstasy for what seemed like an eternity, then finally fell limp.

Oriana’s orgasm was just in time. Jack slammed into Miranda with a final, ferocious thrust, and came with a growl. Hot ropes of cum filled Miranda’s bowels. Jack stood rigid, cock buried in the brunette’s ass. Her balls danced wildly, unloading shot after shot of warm jizz.

Miranda’s firm ass milked Jack’s cock as the brunette came as well, her ass squeezing the fleshy intrusion lovingly in orgasmic bliss. Miranda quivered as much as her sister, relishing the pleasure as it coursed through her, from her ass to her head to her toes and right back to her ass, shaking more now than it had under Jack’s thunderous onslaught. Her pussy spurted continuously, spraying the floor with a growing pool of delicious juice.

Eventually, Jack’s balls ran dry. It was only several moments later that her tremendous orgasm finally faded to a pleasant afterglow. She pulled her cock out of Miranda’s still shaking booty. It gaped so wide that Jack’s cum spilled out onto the floor, joining Miranda’s. The brunette gradually stopped her shivering as her orgasm slowly faded.

The two Asari were getting close now, the one in Oriana’s mouth simply using her throat as a cock sleeve. The other’s hand was a blur, and she was kneeling on the bench beside the table, cock aimed at the siblings.

“Cum all over them?” Jack asked. The Asari looked at her and smirked, before her eyes lost focus and her lips parted. A whispered moan escaped her lips before a jet of cum shot from her cock and landed on Miranda’s back. The other Asari followed suit, pulling out of Oriana’s mouth just as she came, painting the girl’s face white with a massive torrent of cum.

“Oh, that’s so hot!” Jack said, slowly stroking her eezo-endowed erection. One of the benefits was the ability to cum several times before going limp. Once the Asari had finished, they stumbled back to their seats, leaving a white mess in their wakes.

The Lawson sisters provided an aftershow. Miranda crawled up Oriana’s body, licking the stray cum off her breasts before French kissing her, then cleaning the rest of her sister’s face with her tongue. When she was finished, she lay back down on the table, letting Oriana lick the cum off her back. There was nothing to be done about the cum in her hair, so she just let it dry. She’d bet that by the time tonight ended, half her hair would be coated in cum.

“Alright, I got a cock that needs cleaning before we go again. Maybe Oriana’d like a turn this time?” Jack asked.

~ ~ Elsewhere ~ ~

Maya Brooks’ bored gaze drifted over the crowd as she sipped her drink. That wasn’t her real name, of course, but it was the one she’d been operating under when she’d been arrested and booked. So now she was “Maya Brooks, prisoner number blah blah blah”.

She’d saved up enough good behaviour points and favors for this excursion, thinking it’d be a good enough distraction she could slip away and get lost on the Citadel, then find her way off of it. But the prison was not stupid. They’d sent two of the biggest, butchest, straightest women guards they had on staff with her. Sitting on either side of her, they kept a constant watch on her and the surrounding, looking out for potential threats to or from her. Half bodyguard, half prison guard, and wholly undistracted by the lewd spectacles going on around them.

They nodded to a woman approaching them. “Reeves, Kaizan; good to see you.” The woman said loudly from just outside the booth.

“Hey, Parasini, likewise.” Reeves responded. Kaizan just nodded at her again.

“So, here on business or pleasure?” Parasini asked. Twin nods in Brook’s direction from the guards answered the woman. “Business. You?”

“Pleasure. I’m between assignments.” She paused, eyeing Brooks up and down. “Hold her down, let me have a turn?” She asked as an omni-dildo sprouted from her crotch.

“Sorry Parasini. Gotta be consensual, or you’d be her blockmate.” Kaizan shook her head.

“Ah well.” Parasini said, disappointed.

“Hey.” Brooks spoke up. “Get me outta here, and I’ll be as consensual as you want.”

The guards chuckled and Parasini just smirked at her. “Half your blockmates are there because of my security company. You’d have to offer up something much better than your ass to make me switch sides.”

Brooks glowered at her.

“Swing and a miss, prisoner.” Reeves commented, back to scanning the room.

“Well, if you ladies will excuse me, I have to scope out an Asari whose ass is begging for destruction.” Parasini stated as she walked away.

“Good luck.” Kaizan called. Parasini just waved back at her.

~ ~ Elsewhere ~ ~

“Hey, you’re Kelly Chambers.” Kelly tried to keep her surprise under control as the voice spoke. No one was supposed to know that name.

“I think you’re mistaken.” She replied.

“Oh, don’t worry. I read your file.” The dark-skinned woman talking to her said. Kelly just peered at her.

Then her eyes widened in startlement. “Oh, sorry. I’m Samantha Traynor. I work on the Normandy.” She explained.

Kelly smiled. “Ah, nice to meet you.” Then she paused. “But, uh … you probably shouldn’t call me that.”

“Who’s going to hear in this racket?” Well, that was probably true. They were leaning forwards and almost shouting into each other’s ears to be heard. Kelly shrugged.

“So, you work on the Normandy?”

“Yes. I’m the communications officer.”

“Cool … but did you ever work the Normandy?”

“Pardon?” Samantha gave her a confused look.

Kelly waved her hand around, encompassing all the action taking place. “You know, work.” She smirked when Samantha’s eyes shot wide open.

“You’re kidding! I didn’t hear anything like that happening.”

“Well, I mean … not all at once. No ship-wide orgies or anything. But most of the people … and sometimes more than one at a time.” She told an increasingly amazed Samantha.

For her part, the comm specialist’s eyes drifted off, imagining the scene. Kelly brought her back.

“So, you do anything like that? I won’t be jealous if you say Shepard … or anyone else, for that matter.” The redhead asked.

“Well, nothing permanent. And nothing that got this far.” She indicated with her hand. Then they both pulled back in surprise as an Asari on top of the bar squirted, raining juice down on them. They both chuckled at the coincidence.

The bartender came over to take Samantha’s drink. “I’ll take what she’s having.” She indicated Kelly’s cocktail. The bartender mixed the ingredients, then set it on the counter. Samantha picked it up and took a sip, eyeing Kelly. “Care to add something special?” she asked the redhead.

“Only if you help.” Kelly grinned, hiking up her rather short dress to expose her pussy. She sat back down on the barstool as Samantha dove in.

The neat red strip of pubic hair above Kelly’s pussy tickled Sam’s nose as she licked up and down the redhead’s tasty vulva before focusing on her clit. Her fingers worked into Kelly’s slick passage, eliciting moans.

“If you (oh, yeah!) really want me (uhhh) to squirt (ufh), you’re gonna have to (right there!) work my ass.” Kelly stated through gasps.

Samantha wondered how she was going to hold a drink with both her hands busy, but Kelly had an answer. She slid off the stool with a disappointed sigh, but climbed atop the bar, getting on hands and knees facing inwards.

“Lick my ass, baby” she instructed as she moved Sam’s drink right under her already dripping pussy. Normally Sam would’ve been taken aback by such a new and nasty suggestion, but she was far too horny, and so she drove her tongue deep into Kelly’s puckered hole. The redhead moaned in encouragement.

The bartender was a little annoyed at first, having to work around Kelly, but then she saw Sam behind her, and nodded in understanding. She kissed Kelly deeply, their tongues intertwining. She even copped a feel of Kelly’s hanging breasts before moving onto the other side of her to keep working.

Sam did her best to transfer her prodigious pussy-licking skills to Kelly’s backdoor. Giving the redheads moans of approval, Sam was doing a commendable job. Didn’t stop Kelly from putting her head on one arm and using the other hand to flick across her clit. Even with Sam’s inexperience, Kelly was so horny that it wouldn’t be long before Sam got her special ingredient.

“Right there, baby! Yeah, yeah, YEAH!” She finally screamed, spurting a torrent of juice all over the counter as she came. Sam kept her tongue wriggling in Kelly’s behind, even as it tightened in orgasm. Sam’s skills kept Kelly’s climax going, her pussy spraying out cum until the counter was covered and Sam’s drink was overflowing.

Eventually her shaking stopped, and she collapsed on the bar, tremors still occasionally running through her. She rolled onto her back, panting, to see Sam grinning at her, drink in hand. “Thanks.” She said.

“You too.”

That’s when a group of Asari approached them. “That looked really fun. Can we have a turn?” One of them asked, blue cock rock hard and pointing out.

Sam held up her drink in apology. “Sorry, I don’t think alcohol and analingus mix.”

“Speak for yourself.” Kelly interjected, slapping her butt cheek after she climbed down from the bar. “This ass is open for business.” She faced the bar, leaning her hands against it, and bounced her butt eagerly.

The Asari with the huge cock grinned and stepped up behind her. She aimed her cock with one hand, and when just the tip was resting against Kelly’s slick back door, she grabbed the redhead’s hips and slammed into her. Kelly’s whole body was lifted off the floor by the force of the thrust. She groaned in approval.

“You should (argh!) join me, Samantha.” She grunted in between slams.

Sam took a big gulp, finishing her drink, before admitting “Uh … I’ve never … um, you know … anal.”

“Well then (uhn), ladies, you should (aah!) introduce her” Kelly suggested to the other Asari.

Sam looked at the cocks on some of them with trepidation. “Wait …” she cried as one stepped up.

“Don’t worry, honey, I’ve done this before.” She assured Sam.

Sam reluctantly turned around and assumed the same position as Kelly – hands on the bar, leading forward, butt out and waiting to be plundered. She got a sweet surprise instead. The Asari knelt down behind her and starting licking her virgin butt-hole, doing to her what mere moments ago, she had been doing to Kelly. She got an inkling of why Kelly liked it so much. If she’d know anal felt so good, she’d have tried it ages ago.

The Asari reached around and starting playing with her pussy as well, which was nearly too much for Sam. She held out as long as she could, but the fingers on her clit were remarkably deft, and the tongue in her ass was wiggling wildly, and reaching deeper into her than she thought possible. She fought the rising tide of pleasure, tongue out, panting.

And then it was too much. Her head jerked up sharply and she let out a cry of ecstasy as she came. Her hands slipped off the bar, and she would’ve tipped over if not for the Asari holding her up, tongue somehow still in her bowels. The Asari gradually lowered her spasming body to the ground as her orgasm ran its course, raging through the quivering woman.

Kelly was right behind, but managed to stay upright, no doubt from her familiarity with all sorts of sexual activities. Or maybe it was the Asari behind her, holding her hips in a death grip as she pumped the redhead’s bowels full of Alien spunk.

When the Asari was done, she pulled out. Kelly, with shaking breath, called out “Next” and an eager Asari took the previous one’s place, easily sliding into the gaping hole, lubed with copious amounts of cum. Under normal circumstances, the pounding the newcomer gave to Kelly would’ve been considered viscous, but Kelly was demanding it more, and harder. The Asari gave her all she could take.

Sam barely had time to recover from her own orgasm before she felt something a lot wider sliding into her lubed pucker. Her mind still a little hazy from the mind-blowing climax (and probably from the booze as well), she didn’t resist. She could feel her slick butt hole stretch wide around the Asari’s cock, but strangely, it didn’t hurt. It felt a bit uncomfortable, especially when the Asari kept pushing. Deeper, deeper, far past where her tongue had been, deep into her bowels, so far it felt like her cockhead must be in Sam’s stomach somewhere. But oh, it felt wonderful!

Then the Asari started pulling out, and she didn’t want that cock filling her up to leave. A moment later, her wish was fulfilled as the Asari slammed back into her. This time, it hurt a bit, but the pain was lost in a haze of pleasure. How could anal feel this good? She stopped wondering when the Asari started pounding her for real, slamming into her ass as hard her ass cheeks shook with each thrust. She stopped thinking entirely, surrendering to the pleasure as it pulsed out from her ass in greater and great waves.

And then another Asari got underneath her and started licking her pussy, greedily lapping up all the juice she could produce. And that was just too much for a woman newly introduced to the wonders of anal pleasure. Again, Sam’s head jerked up, her eyes widened, and she shrieked in pleasure.

Kelly was nearing the edge as well. Instead of another Asari licking her out, she had one in front of her, with another cock plunging into her pussy, mimicking the blue dong in her ass. They pistoned in and out of her in rhythm, as she alternated French kissing her two partners. The trio came to their climax quickly, the Asari pumping Kelly’s holes full of spunk as she went rigid with pleasure. Bliss crashed through her, exploding from her magnificently stuffed ass and pussy to the top of her head and the bottom of her bare feet. Her muscles tensed and she mewled in pleasure as her orgasm seemed to last forever, a never-ending stream of cum filling up her holes. The groans of her partners filled her ears as they unloaded, their cocks spurting white juice deep inside her.

It finally ended, with their shaking legs unable to support them, and the slumped to the floor. Wet slops as Kelly’s holes were freed from their fulfilling intrusions. Kelly landed beside Sam, albeit at an angle. “So, you like it?” She asked shakily.

“Mmhmm” Sam responded, still a bit dazed from her orgasm.

“Good, ‘cause we’re gona go again.” Kelly instructed her.

“Wait, what? I … I don’t think I can.” Sam replied, still tired.

Kelly glanced at the eager women surrounding them. “Alright, ladies, you’re going to have to give us five. And an energy drink. But then we’ll be back at it.”

Sam just raised her head to look at the surrounding humans and aliens, then let it sink back to the floor with a thud. What had Kelly just gotten her into?

~ ~ Elsewhere ~ ~

“Bye Ken! Have fun at your poker night.” Gabby Daniels waved to her partner, then practically sprinted around the corridor that led into Chora’s Den. She skidded to halt when the club’s main room came into view, eyes widening in anticipation. She licked her lips, ready to go.

“Would you like a patch?” An accented voice called from her left.

“Excuse me?” Gabby turned to the woman, eyeing her. She wasn’t the only woman here dressed, but she was the only woman here dressed professionally. As a doctor, no less.

“A patch. With so much sexual activity going on, it’s easy to transfer bodily fluids, which can get people sick. Due to infection, or cross-species incompatibility, or many other things. A patch boosts your immune system with a variety of anti-bodies and antibiotics, so you won’t have to worry about that. Just put it on exposed skin for 10-seconds, and it should last for 8 hours or so.”

Gabby accepted the small patch the doctor handed her. “Thank you, doctor …?”

“Michel. Chloe Michel.” The doctor smiled at Gabby and shook her hand.

As Gabby took her hand, she looked the doctor up and down.

“And what time do you get off, Dr Chloe Michel?”

“Sadly, the same time everyone leaves. I’m on shift all night.” The doctor replied.

“Well, can I buy you a drink next time, then” Gabby asked.

The doctor smiled again “It’s a date.”

“Great!” Gabby leaned in, giving her a quick peck on the cheek, then raced off to find someone more available tonight.

~ ~ Elsewhere ~ ~

Samara sighed. “I am getting looks.”

She was sitting in a booth, reclining against the wall instead of the back of the bench, so she could see out over the whole room. The humans in her vicinity were carrying on as usual, but the Asari near her were shooting glances her way, while nursing their drinks and not speaking much.

“Well, at a guess, I would say they are not used to a Justicar here during Ladies night.” Liara responded. She was on the other bench in the booth, in the same position as Samara, reclining against the wall and surveying the room.

“In that case, perhaps I should leave, and let them resume their fun.” Samra sighed again.

“Absolutely not.” Liara was quick to interject. “You get to have fun as well. You just need to show them you’re not going to arrest them.”

“How can I do that, unless I actually do not arrest them? They’ll be wary until I leave.” Samara began to stand up.

“Taking off your armor would be a good start.” Liara replied.

Samara paused, narrowing her eyes and looking at Liara. “I suspect you just want to see me naked.” She said.

“Me? No.” Liara said, grinning innocently. She was already naked, slowly stroking her huge, hard cock.

Samara chuckled, then began undoing the straps on her armor. Slowly, the pieces began to scatter about the table, until the older Asari was completely nude.

“I am still getting looks.”

“I think these are of jealousy.” Liara explained, a smirk on her lips. “I can understand them. If I can look half as good as you in when I am your age, I shall consider myself blessed by the Goddess.”

“Dr T’soni, are you commenting on my age?”

“Of course not. You must have misinterpreted me.” Liara said, a little flustered.

“Mm; in that case, let me make it up to you.” Samara slithered across the table, lying down on the other bench, and neatly gobbled up Liara’s cock. Liara rested a hand on the back of Samara’s head, closed her eyes and leaned back, enjoying the incredible oral skills of the older Asari. Samara’s head didn’t move for several moments, using her throat to stimulate Liara’s massive rod. Then she began bobbing her head up and down, breathing deep before taking it down her throat again.

The action around them picked up, joining the rest of the club in lewd displays. But they’d got the attention of one thick-cocked Asari who wandered over, eyes only for Samara’s shapely ass.

“I hope you don’t mind.” She said quietly.

Samara’s reply was muffled, so she just slapped her own rear end, an invitation to use whichever hole suited her suitor. The Asari’s cock was glistening, so she climbed up on the bench, straddling Samara’s bubble butt, and slid her cock into the Justicar’s back door.

Once she was buried completely in Samara’s beautiful bottom, she bent down to whisper in Samara’s ear. “Surprise, mother.”

Liara’s eyes snapped open. Samara’s head shot up so fast there was an audible “pop” as her mouth left Liara’s dick. She twisted her body to get a look at the Asari ravaging her ass.

“Falere! How …?”

Falere slowed. “Relax, mother. They gave us a shot of Tetraflouro … something. And this neurodisrupter.” She pointed to the back of her skull. “It prevents any mental joining, but we can enjoy the physical part of sex.”

Samara smiled at her. “Well, we had not planned on embracing eternity tonight, so I’m glad you will be able to join in.” She went back to sucking Liara’s cock.

Falere began pounding her mother’s ass in earnest. She was new to sex, being an Ardat-Yakshi. Frequent masturbation to quell the urges, but any partner would wind up dead.

Until now. Thanks to the miracles of technology, she could finally indulge in her carnal impulses. That her mother, who loved her, respected her, and supported her, was her first partner, made it all the better. Her enthusiasm made up for her lack of experience, and she slammed in an out of her mother and an incredible rate.

For her part, Samara’s ass wasn’t quite as bountiful as Miranda’s, but she had literal centuries of experience, and she poured it all into milking her daughter’s virgin cock. The fact it was her own family just made it more depraved and lent her more energy.

A frantic pace and a determined ass meant that both were on the verge of cumming quickly. Instead of slowing down to enjoy it, Falere sped up, trying to cum as climactically as she could. She buried herself completely with a loud grunt and unloaded a geyser of cum inside her mother’s bowels.

Being filled to overflowing was more than enough to push Samara over the edge, and she came as well, her pussy spurting a pool of juice all over the bench. Her quaking ass milked Falere’s cock even more, draining every last bit of cum in her pent-up balls. In return, the continuous stream of cum pushed Samara’s orgasm onward, higher and higher, until she was moaning and groaning around Liara’s cock.

Eventually, after an eternity, the duo ended their twin orgasms, Samara slumping down onto the bench and Falere collapsing on top of her. Both panted in exhaustion and bliss.

Liara had been left out, on her way to cumming but still a ways off. She waited until the twitches in her partners died down before mentioning it. Then she sighed, loudly but playfully. “Left out again …”

Samara lifted her head from where it had slumped on Liara’s leg. “Well, we can’t have that.” Her eyes narrowed in thought, and she twisted her neck. “Falere, dear, can you get off, please?”

Falere kissed her mother’s neck, then pulled her cock from her mother’s well-worn rear end and backed off the bench. Samara pried herself up from the bench and climbed onto the table, sitting with her back to the wall. She spread her legs so they dangled of either side of the table, and patted the table between them. “Lie on the table on your back. Head at the other end” She instructed Liara. The younger Asari quirked an eyebrow at her, curious, but obeyed.

Their groins were almost together. Had they both been women, they could have started scissoring, but Samara had other plans. She hooked her arms under Liara’s legs and heaved, pulling the younger Asari up her own body. When she had Liara where she wanted, the doctor was resting almost entirely on her neck, with her toros supported by the Justicar’s body. According to the extranet, Liara would’ve been in perfect position for the “piledriver”, a sexual position the humans had come up with.

What it meant right now, though, was that Liara was practically folded in half, with her giant blue cockhead resting gently against her own lips. She opened them, inviting her own cock inside herself. She could only get a few inches inside, but that was enough. She wrapped her tongue around her own prick, flicking it across her own cockhead, practically jumping at the pleasure.

Of course, Samara was not idle. Liara’ odd position had put her blue butt right in the older Sari’s face, and she took full advantage. She licked up and down Liara’s crack, then drove her tongue into the younger Asari’s tight butt hole, giving her the wettest, sloppiest rimjob this side of the galaxy.

And while her arms held Liara in place, her hands grasped Liara’s cock and started giving her a handjob. Handjob, rimjob, blowjob, the triple pleasures were close to overwhelming Liara. The incredible pleasure made her oral activity arrhythmic, her tongue licking her own cock when she could summon the brainpower. Otherwise, she sucked purely on instinct, her lips a vacuum around her shaft.

Samara’s tongue worked at a feverish pace, digging deeply into Liara’s virgin hole. Previously used to only giving anal, Liara found that taking it was just as pleasurable. She would’ve made a mental note, but her brain wasn’t in any state to be doing any thinking. The only thing she could think about was not cumming too fast.

She didn’t get to think it long. Samara’s tongue and hands, her own tongue and lips, were soon too much. She came in her own mouth, a torrent of semen that blasted down her throat faster than she could swallow on instinct, and soon her own cum was overflowing her mouth and dripping down her face. It didn’t bother her at all, her mind preoccupied with the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her.

Samara kept her from falling over while her climax continued, even prolonging it by keeping her tongue deep inside Liara’s wildly spasming ass, and gently stroking her cock, milking every last drop from Liara’s dancing balls into her waiting mouth.

Eventually, Liara stopped cumming, and she managed to swallow what was left in her mouth. She smiled lazily up at Samara, her face coated in her own semen. “Thanks. I needed that. I may have to try that again sometime.”

Samara gave Liara’s pucker a gentle kiss. “Well, I would be happy to join you again.”

~ ~ Elsewhere ~ ~

Ashley Williams was a few yards short of the entrance to Chora’s Den when red lights light up around the doorway, and a low siren wailed. The guards on either side held up a hand for her to stop but they weren’t looking at her.

A girl appeared as if from nowhere. “Nice try, Ms Goto, but you know that rules.” One of them told the girl, who sighed in frustration before slinking off. The guards waved Ashley forwards.

She passed through the doorway without incident, then walked the corridor. When she finally came in view of the main club room, the sight brought her up short. She blinked a few times, trying to come to grips with the lewd spectacle going on around her.

“Hey, Williams. Didn’t expect to see you here.” Came a voice from her right. She turned to find Diana Allers. The reporter was dressed in a slinky outfit, but not participating in the night’s events.

“Yeah, I heard it was the place to be. Just wasn’t expecting … this.” She waved her hand to indicate the room.

“Yeah, it’s certainly something, ain’t it?” Allers replied.

“Not my kind of something. I was hoping to bone down, you know?”

“Hey, plenty of D around.” Allers pointed out. Indeed, there were a number of cocks present, though rarely unoccupied.

“Attached to a dude, Allers.” Ashley sighed.

“Hm, better try Purgatory, then. They must be wondering where all the women went. Bet they’d be slobbering all over you.”

“Thanks, Allers. See ya ‘round.” Ashley waved to the reporter as she turned around and walked out.

Diana sighed, admiring Williams’ rear as it disappeared from view. Of course, Williams was as straight as an arrow, not likely to play for the other team, no matter how enticing. But it didn’t stop a girl from admiring the view.

Diana sighed again as she surveyed the room. One of the rules of Ladies Night was no cameras allowed. So despite the fact that what was going on here tonight would easily get her the highest ratings of her career, she wasn’t allowed to record a damn second of it. Son of a b–.
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Mass Effect: Ladies Night