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Whorespace with Diana Allers	By : Masseffectfan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 49373 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Diana Allers' heart was racing. It had been ever since she'd made a certain discovery. Commander Shepard had brought a living, breathing and hopefully, fucking, krogan onto the Normandy. He wasn't just any krogan, either. Urdnot Wrex, chief of the clan of the clan of the same name. Since she'd found out, the brunette had been desperately praying to get him out of those political summits and into her.

After simply bumping into Wrex on the crew deck, Diana had been soaking wet for hours, a fact that had been difficult to conceal as she went about her business, showing up to various booty calls across the ship and sending off the token report. For the former, she was lucky her lovers attributed her arousal to themselves. While Allers would never pass up a cock, the krogan's arrival had put her on edge. For the latter, well, she could probably expect more perverted fan-mail for the next few weeks. At the very least, it might give Diana something to get herself off to if she went through a dry spell.

Diana had been keeping an eye on the warlord, not exactly stalking him, but getting to know his movements. She knew that right now, Wrex would be catching what rest he could in his private quarters. She planned to sneak in, and throw herself at him. Krogan were animals, when you got down to it, and Allers knew just the scent of her was enough to get most animals into a rutting frenzy. Boy, did she know that...

If Wrex was lucky, Diana might even see fit to wake him for it.

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Diana's plan hit it's first snag right after she entered the krogan's room. Not only was he not asleep, he was facing her, sitting on the edge of his reinforced bed.

“Who're you?” Wrex asked. “What's your station?”. As the door hissed shut behind her, Diana mentally readied herself. Here goes nothing, she thought.

“My name is Diana Allers.” She said in a breathy voice, a hand on her curvy hip. “And my station is lying in that bed, too sore to move and leaking cum from the galaxy's biggest, baddest aliens.”

Walking sultrily towards Wrex, Diana positioned her body between the krogan's open legs. Running a hand down his chest, she alighted on his crotch. It felt hot, even through Wrex's clothes. The krogan battlemaster, free from the confines of his blood red armour, was no less imposing.

“I should have Shepard toss your ass out of my room, and off their ship.” Wrex chuckled.

“I'm sensing a “But...” here.” Allers said. “Why involve the Commander when I'm talking to the real saviour of the galaxy, anyway?” Diana said, in a desperate attempt to appeal to Wrex's vanity. Jesus, she needed him. Just once. Or a dozen times.

“I like you, human. Now, let's get you to your station.” Wrex said, in his low, impressive voice. Diana's eyes lit up when she caught his meaning.

“Let's get you warmed up.” Allers cooed, fishing Wrex's cock out of his pants. Once she got her eyes on it, she could tell she'd chosen wisely. Wrex's cock was longer than any human Diana had had the pleasure of meeting, easily over ten inches, and plenty thick enough to guarantee the human a fun time. Once she'd stopped appreciating Wrex's cock, Diana noticed a rather distinctive feature of Wrex's genitalia. It was all she could do not to squeal in delight. Four balls hung in Wrex's sac. Each was maybe one and a half times larger than the biggest she'd ever had bounce against her throat, cunt and asshole. The slutty reporter made it a goal to get all four in her mouth at the same time at some point.

“Well, well, you're definitely no gorilla, thank God.” Diana muttered to herself.

“What's a gorilla?” Wrex asked, barely reacting to the stunning human handling his cock. Allers could tell he was pretty burned out.

“Old Earth animal. They're huge, big as a krogan, but they've got tiny, two inch cocks.” Diana informed the krogan warrior. “At least, I saw they did on a nature vid.”

“I don't even wanna know...” Wrex groaned. “Why don't you get started?”

“Yes sir!” Diana jokingly raised her hand, saluting the red-crested krogan, before lowering it back down onto his member.

“So, is it true what they say about your, uh... output?” Diana asked as she barely managed to wrap her fingers around the krogan's mighty shaft.

“Why, what do they say?” Wrex grunted, trying to act like Diana's skilled, practiced ministrations had no effect on him. She saw through his bullshit, though. This was what she excelled at.

“Well, that in a couple of minutes, I'm going to need scuba gear.” Diana said, her cocksucking lips curling into her signature smirk.

“I assure you, this will take more just a few minutes.” Wrex informed the horny human female.

“Don't I know it! In fact, nix the scuba gear, this is always how I've wanted to go out.” Diana joked.

“I'd prefer falling onto a mountain of dead Reapers.” Wrex shot back.

“Of course, but you're a fighter.” Allers said. “I'm a... well, not a fighter.” She leaned down and gave the tip of the krogan's ancient spear a kiss, just to make her point.

“At the end of the day, most of the shit I do brings us precisely no closer to defeating the Reapers, unlike... worthier men.” Diana gave the krogan's cock a gentle tweak at this point. ” But damn, if it doesn't feel good when I'm doing it.”

“I was like you once. I was more concerned with fighting for anything that fighting for something.” Wrex said, growing pensive, or at least as pensive as you could with a rather talented human massaging your cock.

“And I- Whoa!” Wrex was taken aback as Diana, largely ignoring him, dropped mouth on his cock and put her skills to good use. She'd taken three inches of powerful krogan dick inside her throat before Wrex even noticed, and she showed no signs of stopping. His pre-cum was like an addictive drug to her, and his shaft the perfect delivery system. By the time Allers came up for air, Wrex's breathing was also coming in gasps.

“You like that? You like that?” Diana asked cockily.

“Yeah...” Was all the leader of Clan Urdnot could muster at the moment.

“I had no idea you krogan were so sensitive down there.” Diana said. Knowing that would probably come in handy at some point.

“Maybe you should get back to work?” Wrex suggested. He was a man after Allers' own heart. Possibly literally.

“Right away.” She smiled, contented, bringing her lips down towards his groin. She teased and licked her way down the length of Wrex's shaft, until her face came into contact with the krogan's hot balls. Despite the stereotypes, the smell down her wasn't as bad as she'd expected. Perhaps Wrex was just an unusually hygienic krogan.

Letting his sac engulf most of her face, Allers blew, kissed and slurped at his scrotum, until finally, her lips alighted on one of the krogan's testicles. Diana took it into her mouth. Remembering her earlier promise to herself, Allers added a second nut to the hot confines of her mouth, then one from Wrex's lower pair. Though her cheeks were practically bulging full, she was barely able to stuff Wrex's fourth ball into her oral cavity, completing the set. Joyously, she sucked on them as hard as she could, knowing the krogan could easily take anything she dished out. That was an advantage Diana had found to fucking turians, batarians and now krogan. She could go the whole hog with them. She found most ordinary humans couldn't quite handle her.

Groaning, Wrex slapped his hand against Aller's bulging right cheek, softly at first, but harder after she started humming non-stop through his balls.

After nearly five minutes of deepthroating Wrex's balls and breathing through her nose, Diana eventually relinquished them. Her entire mouth felt stretched out.

All she could do was laugh softly. That had felt incredible. Eventually, Wrex's strong hands took her by the waist. His fingers were so big, both hands actually met around the slim reporter's frame. As if she were a mere doll, Wrex hoisted her up onto his lap.

“Not bad. For a human.” Wrex guffawed. His thick rod smeared pre-cum across the hem of Diana's dress, but she couldn't bring herself to care.

“I'm just... getting warmed up.” Allers panted. Just getting to touch this mighty specimen was getting her hot. She took a second to fling her dress off, undressing in an almost animalistic fashion. With her body now nude, Diana sensually ground herself against Wrex's form.

She spread her pussy open with two fingers, and began probing herself with a third.

“I know you're desperate for fertile female krogan, Wrex.” The horny slut said. “I may not be a krogan, but I've got the first two parts down pat, wouldn't you agree?”

This seemed to stir Wrex. The powerful alien's hands closed around Diana's thighs, and with some elbow grease, he managed to lift her entire body feet up the air. The whole experience was a little surreal. She'd never had such a strong lover. When she caught sight of Wrex trying to line his cock up with her spread, wet pussy, she wanted to shriek with delight.

“Just a request, Wrex.” Diana said. “If you're going to break my pelvis, make it count.”

Wrex laughed again.

“I'll try.” Allers couldn't be sure if he was joking or not, and as Wrex brought her down, filling her with inch after inch of krogan cock, she really didn't care. Diana tried her best to actively fuck Wrex as he thundered in and out of her, but soon it became clear she wasn't the one in control. Wrex, with his powerful but gentle grip on her thighs, was. Rather than simply thrust in and out of her, Wrex was using his leverage on the human to bring her cunt, and the body attached to it, up and down his shaft, using her, as if she were no more than a mere fucktoy. Something about that drove Allers even wilder than just fucking the krogan did.

Diana sobbed, mostly out of pleasure, as Wrex thundered in and out of her tight pussy. Her hands were all over the place, cupping a breast here, tweaking a nipple there, bracing herself on the mighty alien warlord's forearms as he reduced her to a babbling, incoherent mess.

She was being fucked harder than she ever had. Her hair was all over the place, some of it covering her face, some wildly whipping against the back of her neck. Allers' eyes got misty as the krogan drove her into one orgasm after another. She had almost lost count of how many times she had came before Wrex's whole body convulsed, and he released a truly massive load inside her.

“Oh, that was good.” Diana groaned, as the krogan finally released his hold on her. She would be sore in a few hours, if not bruised outright. “I needed that, Wrex.”

“You weren't bad yourself. For a human.” Wrex repeated, as Allers sank to her knees and cleaned his cock off.

“That's high praise, coming from a krogan.” Diana smiled. “How long does it take you guys to get hard again?” She asked. “Just wondering.”

Wrex laughed, before giving the human's fuckable ass a squeeze.

“I think we'll call it a day.” He told the eager whore. “Shepard might be less inclined to help me if I fucked one of his people to death. I don't think you'd survive a second round with a krogan.”

What Diana liked is that Wrex wasn't even bragging. Slipping her dress back on, krogan cum seeping from her used cunt and onto the inside of the short garment, Diana turned and left, high heels clacking against the floor.
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