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There were worse things. But also, what woman would say no to two alien cocks? I hadn't seen them yet, but the exoticness of it alone made me even wetter.

"To answer your other question," Havel continued, "we secrete a gel which gives us smoother access."

A gel. How neat. I wanted to see, feel, taste that.

"Let's proceed with the probing," Matar growled impatiently. "Black Oboto help me, it's getting uncomfortable watching her like that."

I shot him a look. His tail was no longer wrapped around his lower leg but had moved up instead, now protectively curled in front of his crotch, as if he didn't want me to see his erection. I wondered what that tail could do...

Something cool touched my nether lips and I gasped. I hadn't realised Havel had approached me with the second probe.

"Let me know if this is uncomfortable," he said softly and began to push in the probe. It felt like a smooth, metal dildo that was just the right size to stretch me without becoming painful. I moaned as my pussy sucked it in. Havel pushed in as far as he could before gently turning the probe, pushing it against my inner walls. I moaned loudly when the two probes touched, only separated by a thin layer of skin.

"Fuck," I groaned, barely clinging on to control.

"Does she want intercourse?" Xil asked.

All I could do was moan. Havel kept moving both probes, twisting and turning, making me quiver on the bed.

"I'm not sure," Havel replied. "I don't think it's part of the usual probing procedure. Maybe it's a human thing?"

"I need to go," the captain bit out and ran out of the room.

"He'll have his hands busy for a while," Matar teased, but I didn't care. I was teetering at the edge, ready to take the jump if only someone touched my clit. It looked like I'd have to do it myself.

I reached down and rubbed my bud. It only took a single flick and I exploded, coming hard and fast. I moaned, whimpered, groaned, tossed from side to side, making the probes inside of me move and prolong the orgasm I was riding.

I didn't know what the two aliens were thinking or doing. All I cared about was the heat rushing through my body, the trembling originating in my core, the waves I didn't want to miss.

It took me forever to come back from my high. When I finally opened my eyes - I hadn't even realised I'd closed them - I was alone with Havel. He was still holding both probes, but his hands were shaking slightly.

"Can I pull them out now?" he asked cautiously as if he expected me to grind down on them again.

I nodded, not quite able to form words yet. My insides were still shaking. This had to have been one of my best orgasms ever - and it had been in front of three aliens who'd just abducted me. Not exactly what I'd imagined when I visualised having the most amazing orgasm.

Havel carefully removed the vaginal probe - with a squelching sound that made me blush - before slowly pulling out the anal probe. I felt empty and strangely alone as if I'd been abandoned.

Abandoned by alien probes. Now there was a blockbuster title.

Matar

Xil found me in the engine room where I’d hidden after putting on a new uniform. I'd not had an accident like that since my metamorphosis when I'd first discovered the pleasures that previously boring body part could bring me.

"She's quite something," the captain stated.

I didn't turn around from the pipe I was hammering into submission. This blunt, physical work was just what I needed right now.

"Havel is cleaning her up, then he'll ask her about her probing experience so that we can submit her statement along with our assignment. I think she enjoyed it, so I'm expecting top marks for us."

I didn't care about grades. What I did care about was that my cock was already getting hard at the thought of Havel cleaning her between her legs. For our medic, this may have been strictly academic, but not for me. Nor for Xil.

"What have we done," I sighed. "I'm never going to be able to concentrate on my work again, not when I know she's on this ship. Did you see how she quivered? How hard her nipples were? How soft her skin felt?"

"Stop it or I'll have to take another cold shower," the captain growled. "But it's good to know we made the right choice when abducting her. She's perfect, more than perfect. She's a dream come true."

I nodded. "She really is. What's the next step now that she's been probed?"

"Seduction," he said, suddenly sounding a little worried. "We've never tried that before in our previous abduction attempts. Maybe that's why we always failed."