~Porcelain~

At first it’s all jokes and teasing, a touch here, copping a feel there… It rapidly escalates to you asking your research partner to touch their tentacles, wanting to know how they feel against your skin. Offering to show you their genitals, you offering to let them touch your boobs. Curiosity drives you in, and arousal makes you stay. They tell the others, who are equally curious and excited to get to explore your body and let you explore theirs.

Your research partner ends up bending you over a lab stool on a random day while the PCR machine works its magic. You had a bit of time, and instead of checking data as you should, you tell them what a G-spot is. They are so confused and interested. You end up offering (from the goodness of your heart) to let them touch it and feel it for themselves. Obviously, it ends up with your legs over their shoulders and their long tongue rubbing over your G-spot over and over and over until you are squirting all over their face and they are smirking. They tell the others, and the next day you have three other aliens wanting to see how you do that.

One of the aliens in data analysis tells you about their need to release at least once a day, and you are so surprised by the explanation of their anatomy that you request to see it happen. It ends up with you on your knees and his dicktacle spilling all over your face and chest. Two more aliens join him to add to the mess while you sit back on your heels and rub your clit until you come, much to their delight.

The lab assistant who joined you on your first day presses you against a wall and pushes his ridged dick up your pussy, wanting to feel how tight humans are while another alien looks, jerking their double-peen while you are fucked within an inch of your life, your mouth agape while he praises your pussy. The second he comes messily inside of you, the second alien is on you, wanting to test if the first one was right. You don’t complain, too fucking happy to be orgasming again and again.