My darlin' was nude on the bed as she promised and I brought the cream, sauce and cherries as I promised. As I approached her clad only in my bikini briefs she eyed the bulge there with a quizzical look. When I stood at the side of the bed she cupped the bulge and said "Nice but something is differant. Not that I have felt many but from the ones I have felt there is something strange here."
As I step out of the briefs your lovely eyes enlarge with amazement and a smile curls around your luscious lips for before you is not one cock but two in all their engorged glory.
I explain,"I am not of this planet. In my world the man has one cock for his wife and one for all the other ladies. When he is with his wife only his wife's personal cock will harden and if he is dallying with another lady the other one will harden. But here on earth for some unknown and fantastic reason both harden. I call them Igor and Ivan."
I then say ,"But first I will do what I promised you than I will get my payment for the massage the other night and for what I am about to do now." First a little cream and sauce for your eyes, neck and nipples. Sweet little licks soon cleanse them as your apprehension about Igor and Ivan fade and you just relax for the feast to come.
I now fill your breast with cream and sauce and begin taking them in my mouth.My mouth and tongue do not miss a drop as I devour all but there is still a little cream left on both erect nipples.
Now for my next surprise. I lower my face in your cleavage and surround it with those tender yet firm forms. You feel me licking up and down your cleavage and my hands are playing with your mound but the sensation of something warm surrounding those nipples sends shivers through your body. You look and see that my tongue has split in two. The main part is still exploring for cream under your left breast but two finger like parts of my tongue are flicking the tips of your nipples. A delightful scream comes from your lips as you revel in the sensation of three tongues paying homage to your breasts.
As I licked clean the upper part of your body many, many oohs and ahhs greet my ears. Your hips are grinding against Igor and Ivan sending spasms of delight coursing through your body.
I now pick up a cherry and put in on the end of my tongue. The two hand like slivers appear again and firmly grasp the cherry. I lower my head to your bush and spread the lips as my tongue depsosits the cherry deep in your vagina. I continue until the whole bunch has been stuffed in and with each movement of your hips it feels like a hundred ben-wa balls have been placed there. Each jerk of your legs causes mini orgasms to explode in you. I now cover your bush with the cream and sauce and prepare to eat the hottest hair pie ever made. I bury my face in you. One tongue sliver plays with your clit. One finds your rosebud. The main part is lapping the cherries out through the cream and sauce and now your are adding gallons of your cream to the mixture for my culinary delight.
It takes me an hour to throughly clean everthing out and in and now a pristine bush lays open for me to pleasure some more.
Your trembling legs vibrate against my cheeks. Your bucking smears your cum all over my face, getting into my hair, onto my nose, and very much more onto my tongue. Your taste is sweetness itself, and when you open for me again, I am inflammed with passion. I slip a finger inside you while my tongue dances with your clit. Pushing up from my knees, I have you nearly upside down, crushing your head and neck into the pillows. Your moans and cries are music to my ears, for I love to hear my name called. I lick and slurp, devouring you, burying you in the essence of pleasure. My licking is furious, frenzied, hurrying you to another sweet orgasm. It promises to be even sweeter than the ones before because it is accompanied now by love--love of self, love of pleasure. My toes grip the bed and I slowly rise to my feet, gripping your bottom firmly, moving my hands to the small of your back for balance. You are lost in pleasure, your head bobbing back and forth, your teeth clenched, your toes curled, and your cheeks flushed. I will have all of you again with Igor and Ivan.
I am still standing on the bed as Igor makes his penetation and Ivan is riding between your sweet crack. Sensations unknown until now have connected your rosebud and cunt. A tingling electric charge seems to be running between them electrifying you to heights never achieved by an earthwoman or a woman of my planet. The first intergalatic consumation is almost here. Our hips go at a frantic pace until our flood gates open and pour out love juices supreme. We are exhusted and fall in each others arms and hold tight until the morn when you awake me with Ivan in your mouth and Igor in your hand.