Tentacle Forest Interlewd #1 The Cockpit

I stood in front of the door that I had come to a few times. It was Chief’s workshop. The button to the side had that camera lens glowing as usual. It reminded me of a certain odyssey in space, but it had never spoken to me and it certainly had never said, “I can’t let you do that Vesper.” I waved at it and poked it a few times before the door opened. The first time I had been in here I eh had made a nuisance of myself. But Chief was a nice guy so he forgave me after a bit of groveling and promises of mouth hugs… not that he asked for those.

The inside was filled with Mecha suits in various sizes and types. There were the shiny white medical team ones with extra arms on the backs. The swat team suits were navy blue and had riot shields attached to one of the arms, it could be on either arm depending on the wearer. The fire suits were a dulled construction yellow with flashy stripes on the arms, they had large backpacks built in and hoses going to the hands so that they could spray the liquid from the tank on their backs. All of them had two variants, male and female. The female ones were curvier and thinner, whereas the males were stockier and taller.

The suits were hung from a conveyor and moved every hour or so, as a new suit was fabricated. They were built in parts in an assembly line, much like a car. Of course, these were the standard suits with no real bells or whistles added on. Still, they were very impressive. Just wearing one of these things would give a normie the powers of a rank 2 Super. If a Super wore them though it augmented their powers, giving them at minimum a rank up, unless they were naturally just way stronger than the suit.

Ah, I got distracted. The suits were being produced, so Chief had to be in here somewhere. None of this stuff is on without supervision after all. I looked over the clean and tidy workspace. There was a distant fizzing sound and I followed it past all the moving machinery and suits getting churned out. Near the back of the room, I found another door. The sparking sound was coming from behind it. It was another of those HAL intercom things. I poked at it, but it didn’t open.

“Chief? You in there?” I asked, leaning down so that I was at eye level with the camera.

“Vesper? What are you doing here?” came back through the little speaker.

“We were going to hang out remember? You were going to look into my suit getting all weird.”

“… Oh, right, that was today. Come on in, I will give it a look.”

The door opened up and I peered in. This appeared to be a more secluded workspace. A large mass filled the center of the room and I stopped in my tracks. Oh my god! Is that a, a Mech?! This thing was huge. Like as tall as a building. I didn’t even know there was that much room down here. My eyes carried up the machine and the surrounding walls. It reminded me a bit of a missile silo. The room had a shaft going up out of sight.

The Mech looked much like Chief’s fire suit. The head held the appearance of a firefighter helmet with gas mask. Just the head was about the size of a small car. It sported the yellow base and white stripes that the other suits did. It had tanks on the back and turrets connected to them, currently, the barrels were pointed up. Each arm boasted a medium cannon like nozzle. The metal was thick and robust, this thing was intimidating as hell.

The chest was currently split open and a molten rain of sparks could be seen showering down. The figure illuminated was obviously only one person, Chief. I waved at him and called out.

“I am here Chief.”

The sparks stopped and he peered down at me. He was currently wearing his undersuit. It was black and form-fitting. He stepped out from the open cockpit and walked down the scaffolding that surrounded the giant suit of armor. After a moment he got to the floor level and stood before me. My eyes unconsciously went to his bulge and I licked my lips. My antennae twitched, smelling his deliciously manly sweat.

Fire Chief had those baby blue eyes that I loved to get lost in, but he looked somewhat tired, bags under his eyes likely from overworking. I wonder if I can do something nice for him? His short black Caesar cut hair looked to me like it wanted to be ruffled. He had a bit of stubble on his chin which gave it a rough look and I wanted to rub it and feel it grating against my carapace.

“So what is wrong with the suit?” he asked when I didn’t say anything more.

I snapped out of it after a moment. “Oh, uh, the systems keep shorting out.”

He had a Hmm look, as he held his chin, eyes roaming up and down my armored form. “Take it off. I will give it a look.”

Normally a guy telling a girl to take off their clothes would lead to some either awkward or lewd stuff, but this was Chief, he was a straight arrow and I was getting close to giving up on the prospect of banging him. I had feelings for him of course, but I don’t think they are love. It is more of ah, deep appreciation and a lot of bottled up lust. I knew damned well he didn’t see me that way, but I still clung to some hope. Likely foolish though. Either I was going to go cold turkey or something was something was going to give.

I hesitated for only a moment and the seals came undone. My suit hissed as it opened up and I pulled myself free as though I had just molted the suit like an outer shell. His face visibly got a little red as my citrus like stench filled the air in a billowing mist. It really gets bottled up in there if I don’t vent it out. He snapped out of it quickly though, fighting off my pheromones with a heavy sigh. Tch, I was hoping that would get him in the mood.

He gave me a glance when he heard my tongue click in my mouth. After a moment he directed his attention to the suit. Damn, I really can’t compete with Mecha shit, can I? Is that the only thing he is concerned about? I wonder if I could talk Neon Nurse into hitting on him, I mean she is mostly machine so surely he is into that. Still, it was vexing. Look at me like that.

I loomed over him, watching as he plugged a device into the suit. He rubbed his chin again and started tapping away at the touchscreen… and tapping away… and away- Guah I can’t take it anymore! I don’t know exactly how long we had been here, but it felt like hours and here he was smelling all sexy and stuff. I bet his pecs were positively glistening with musky sweat and I wanted to lick it off of him.

I tried to divert my building lust and asked, “Hey, Chief, when did you get that giant robot?”

He looked up, wiping sweat off of his forehead and I nearly lost it. My tongue rolled in my mouth and I had to swallow my saliva. He, he is seducing me! Calm down, calm down Vesper!

Nah bitch, fuck him. We all alone here. Nobody will know.

‘Sub! You are not helping here.’

Ride that dick girl. You are stronger than him. He isn’t even wearing his suit, you could have your way with him, overpower him.

‘I… I… damn it, Sub!’

I closed my eyes, trying to push away her suggestions. However, there was a problem with that, those were the thoughts I myself was having. I mean, I wanted Chief. I would do anything for him. I wanted to fuck him bad. I didn’t even care what hole he shoved it in or if he wanted me to jerk it and cum on my face. It didn’t matter, I would do it. He was denying us this pleasure by continually rejecting me. The only thing holding me back was my quickly crumbling self-restraint. It is pretty hard to fight nature when you got more hormones in your veins than a bull rhino.

“Oh yeah, been working on it for a while now. Got most of the chassis finished. Working on the cockpit right now,” he said, looking up at the opened section, “Did you wanna take a closer look?”

I nodded adamantly. I had to do something to keep myself occupied. Or else I get the feeling I am going to jump his boner. As we walked I vented, pluming a trail of misty vapors behind. It was the only thing I could do to keep from getting too hot and bothered here. It wasn’t working fully as I felt my eggslit puffing up and drooling with arousal. Just smelling him was turning me on.

We made our way up and I stopped at the gaping hole in the chest of the machine. It was a sizable space, but it was still cramped for two people. Chief sat down in the sturdy control chair, his arms resting on the sides, his legs spread wide and my eyes stared at his mouth watering groin. My tongue traced the insides of my lips and I gulped in a failing attempt to control myself.

It would be so easy. Look at it, he is taunting us with it.

I averted my eyes, looking over the wiring and hoses. It was still bare bones in here. The panels were not even covering all this stuff that should be out of sight. I stepped inside and my antennae writhed assaulted by his manly musk. It was confined in here, concentrated. I vented again filling the chamber with my scent. My legs went weak and I flopped onto him, which made it even worse. Our faces were inches apart.

“Vesper-” he started, trying to get up… I didn’t let him.

My lust boiled over and I shoved him back down before he could get fully up. Bottom righty lunged, tearing his suit and exposing his man meat. Free from the confines it twitched and pulsed. Ah, I knew it. He was getting turned on by me. My upper arms kept him still by pressing against his shoulders so that he couldn’t move. The bottom two coiled around his shaft. Righty went for the balls, cradling and rolling them while the other teased the head flicking the pointer finger back and forth.

“Vesper! Stop this right now!” His voice rose at me.

“No. This is your fault. If you didn’t smell so damned sexy then I wouldn’t be like this! So you just sit there and let me have my way! Take responsibility! It will feel good, I promise. How about a nice mouth hug?” I said already drooling on his cock as my tongue emerged.

“Wait, I am married!”

“I don’t care. This is mine now,” I growled back, firmly grasping his shaft. “If that wife of yours wants it, she is going to have to fight me for it. Hell, I might hold her down and fuck her too.”

“Vesper! Stop, what is wrong with you?!”

I didn’t answer. Instead, I went down on him. With a loud slurp, his glands passed my lips and I went deeper, pulling him in, trapping him inside. His cock was so warm and hard. He struggled, legs quaking, but I held him by the balls, literally. With a gentle or rather threatening squeeze he realized his position and exactly how serious I was. Now that he knew his place he didn’t fight me and I was free to please us.

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My upper hands canvassed his chest, feeling up the muscles and roaming all over. My tongue swirled around his dick, tasting and drinking in his flavor. It was salty and musky. Manly, it was manly. After a long moment the tip pressed against the back of my throat and I took it deeper. He was mine now. My head worked side to side massaging the engorged flesh. My throat tightened and loosened as I took every last inch in. If I had to guess, it was seven to eight inches. My hand let go as it had nowhere to grasp and it descended to help worship his swollen balls.

I moved up and down. My mouth devouring him. All the while my eyes were locked upon his face as it contorted as he fought the pleasure. He denied it, but I could see it, I could smell his arousal and lust building for me. His body was a lot more honest than he was. If he really didn’t like this or want this… then he wouldn’t be so hard right now.

Confidence swelled in my chest like an inferno. The juicy sounds spilling out of my mouth as his cock slipped in and out filled the stagnant air. Chief gasped as I took it deep into my throat and held it. My tongue coiled around the sack and played with his spheres. The throat muscles twisted and I watched in glee as his hardened face broke with desire. His unrestrained hands grappled my head, trying to pull me off. I let him slide me up only to overpower him and slurp back down.

He groaned and tried again, desperate to free himself. I let him get his hopes up as my lips came clear to his tip. He looked so pleased for a moment, so close to being free, only to crush his hopes when I coiled my arms around his ass and impaled myself on his meat spear. His mouth gaped in surprise and I didn’t let up, bobbing my head like a mad woman. Like this, he might as well be fucking my face himself.

Spit slobbered out as I quickly went up and down. His hands froze, unable to move as he tensed up. His legs jerked and he got bigger in my mouth. I sucked harder, my lips puckering lewdly and squelching as I inhaled, tongue wiggling all over. He grit his teeth, trying to fight back the orgasm, it didn’t help. My mouth stroked and pulled it out of him. His cum painted the back of my throat as he jerked and twitched. My cheeks filled with his delicious goo and I gulped, devouring it all. It took several mouthfuls to get it all down.

“Had enough?” He panted.

I swished the last of his seed on my tongue before swallowing it down, “No. We are just getting started.”

“Let me go. You got what you wanted.”

I licked my lips, straddling his hips and locking my legs around the back of the chair, “What part of, you are mine, don’t you understand?”

I reached back, fondling his junk delicately, lovingly, stroking it back to full mast. My abdomen vented washing him in my pheromones. My mating musk filled the confined space. It was just us in here with no one to interrupt. His erection twitched with desire and I smirked. I aligned it, curling it so that his dick pressed against my sloppy hole. It strained, teasing him as it rolled back and forth with my hips.

“Don’t- Don’t do this Vesper. You can still stop this-”

My pussy swallowed the tip, feeling his lustful muscle surging with desire. The glans throbbing inside of me. I held his face and kissed him. Our lips fought for a bit as he feebly resisted. My tongue attacked, assaulting his mouth and soon breached his defenses. I squirmed about inside of his wet maw and I pushed down, my sweltering hole worming down his shaft until he was fully inside.

I forcefully held him as he tried one last ditch effort to resist. He thrust his hips, putting me off balance as he shoved with all his might. His cock plunged into me and I hugged him in a death grip. He wasn’t getting out. I wouldn’t let him escape. I pulled up and then the abdomen smacked back down with a gooey sound. It started to rhythmically slide up and down, taking his whole length and girth, crushing it inside of my molten muff. I squirmed in delight, his shaft scraping my inner walls and rubbing the sensitive membranes.

I kept his cries muffled with my mouth. Nipping at him so that he couldn’t make much more of a sound, than gasps and groans. My tongue rolled in his mouth, tickling his own, pressing it down and overpowering. I was dominating him and I loved it. I quivered in elation, such a feeling of triumph as I claimed him for my own. My pussy slapped quicker and harder as it flared around his shaft, heating up with unadulterated bliss.

Finally! Fuck that dick, you dirty girl! Ride it like there is no tomorrow!

I did it. I was finally having sex! I kissed him harder, ignoring the whimpering sounds and concentrating on the delightful pounding of our sexes meeting. I quivered and panted as I went harder. I rode him faster, shaking my hips in a rolling motion, humping at his chest. He was mine, he was mine! I could feel his heart hammering away as his my cunt crammed itself with his dick, over and over again.

He shook, biting my tongue, but it inflated, filling his mouth. He trembled like a small animal, eyes swimming in fear mixed with need and desire. I wet myself, flooding with arousal, wallowing in his stench. He smelled like prey. His whole body tensed and I slammed down. My gluttonous gash tightening like a vice. Chief let out a strangled scream and came.

We froze for a moment as his orgasm surged up and flowed into me. I threw my head back in bliss, howling like a beast. I convulsed around his cock, the muscles milking it desperately. Our chests heaved as his cum spurt into me with every breath. His dick twitched, held firm inside of my hot hole. He gasped for air as we sat still for a long moment.

My abdomen pulled off of his cock. It drooled his sloppy release as it opened and closed in orgasmic glee. I panted, letting my mist flow freely. I reached back down, grasping his dick firmly, commandingly, stroking it as a little more semen bubbled out. Slowly my hand slid up and down the glistening shaft. He moaned and it shivered, gradually inflating again.

I rubbed my face against his letting my sordid breath huff onto him. I squirmed feeling the roughness on my carapace. He was too lost in the afterglow to resist and my abdomen moved once more. My ass poked at the treat and it worked back and forth until the tight ring gave in. I moaned as the head slipped in. The rest quickly followed suit and his heat spread through my anus.

He didn’t know what was going on anymore, lost in my lust filled haze. His hands grabbed my malleable booty and I wiggled. The meaty appendage started, thrusting, filling the air with the slaps of our lewd bodies meeting. I pulled at his suit, ripping it so that his chest was free. My tongue flopped out and I nuzzled against his muscles, licking the hard flesh. So salty and manly, it was almost fishy in flavor and scent. I nibbled at his nipple, swirling my tongue around it in tantalizing circles.

He had goosebumps and moaned as I sped up. My ass slammed up and down on his cock. Jerking it in that nice and tight hole. Our breathing became erratic and our movements were fervent and desperate. The frantic pistoning of my abdomen made him quake below me and I held my face, an orgasm already building up as my tongue hung out, flopping around with every thrust.

Sloppy sounds radiated out as we mated like animals. The continuous schlick, schlick, schlick of his cock scraping and grating inside filled my head. He tensed again, legs locking and I knew he was about to blow again. I sped up. My hips lewdly swinging and throwing my weight to fuck him faster. I held his face as he reached his limit and lustfully smooched him again. He came, but I didn’t stop. My abdomen pistoned even as he writhed, cumming inside of me.

I went harder and faster, moaning as he groaned and screamed as my ass tightened. I was almost there. He resisted wildly, trying to fight me off, trying to stop the maddening pleasure as I kept fucking him. My limbs tightened around him, latching on so that he couldn’t move. He cried out as I kept working his shaft. The horny hole didn’t stop until he was shaking uncontrollably. I shuddered and slammed down with one final thrust as my own orgasm crested and I leaned back drooling in bliss.

We breathed deeply and shortly, trying to slow the thunderous heartbeats in our chests. I slumped against him, nestling against his sweet-scented muscles. I nuzzled and squirmed all over his flesh. Tasting it and feeling it. I nipped at his lips and sucked on them for a moment, teasingly. He didn’t resist and merely sat there too exhausted to do anything.

“You are mine now,” I whispered.

He wobbled a little bit, not replying. I frowned, that wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted him to say it, to mean it. I wanted him to be mine. If, if that wasn’t good enough then, then I would have to do something more. I eyed him as I stood shaking off the bliss of our coupling. It was replaced by a seething anger, a jealousy. He was mine damn it!

There was only one thing that I could think of that could claim him even more thoroughly. My abdomen bulged as my ovipositor slid out. I huffed, as it throbbed with need. I stroked the obscene member and got it nice and juicy before climbing back atop him. I pressed it against his slacked mouth, worming it in. His eyes blinked, startled and I shoved my meat into him.

His hands rose in a flash, grappling at my abdomen in an attempt to fend it off. I had to show him his place. I thrust harder, feeling the back of his throat and my bug cock trembled. It wiggled and wormed as he struggled until I pushed more in and he squirmed. Fear filled his eyes and I shoved harder, working my shaft down his throat. He gagged and shook his head back and forth in an attempt to dislodge me. I wouldn’t let him off though, not until he accepted me as his mate, not until he loved me with all his heart!

I wanted to cry, he was rejecting me. No, take it, take my love! He sputtered and finally, I got purchase sliding my tube deep into him. His whole body shook in revulsion over my invasion, this is his fault, it is all his fault. If he hadn’t rejected me! He started hitting me… ah, he probably needs some air.

I pulled out and he gasped for breath, choking hoarsely, “Stop, please stop Vesper! No, no more.” he wheezed.

“Say you love me! Say it and mean it!” I growled, nearly hissing at him.

“I… I-” he floundered.

I was fuming at this point. I held him down. Fine, fine, I would just have to make him love me! I would have to claim him, tame him, and, and show him who his true love is. I would do anything for him, anything, no matter how perverse it was. Why, why doesn’t he love me?! My claws tore the shredded suit off and I rolled him so that his ass hung over the armrest.

My tongue licked around the hole before pushing against it as one of my hands wrangled his cock and started stroking it. It took a moment for my flexible member to gain entry and the moment it did it dived in there. I felt around for the prostate, pushing against his inner wall so that his dick bulged in my hand. He moaned when I found and it and started to rub against it. Pressing, stabbing at it until he trembled. Cum leaking from his raging erection, it dribbled all over my fingers.

“Vesper stop that is dirty.”

“Shush! I will do what I want.”

I pulled out smearing his seed on my pulsing member to help lube it up. I drooled, rubbing all the spit onto the hardened bug cock. I mounted him from behind. The bulging ovipositor pressing against his tight hole and naturally it didn’t fit. It needed a bit more coaxing.

I got my fingers wet with a quick jam into my moist mouth. They reached back and worked at him, slipping in and out. At first, only one finger, but steadily another was added and another until I could fit each one in. I ignore his crying and whining. Don’t worry, I will fuck you until you cum. I will make you squirt without even touching your dick, how is that for service?!

“Stop!”

“Not until you love me!”

My fingers slid out and I got into position. I found my mark and eased the engorge flesh into him. It was tight and warm inside. He squirmed below me and I panted, feeding inch after inch into him. I used my weight to crush any and all resistance and he lay there, compliant. I pushed harder, relishing and delighting over the tight grasp of the fuck hole. After what felt like minutes, I bottom out in him. We stay still for a moment as I enjoy the pulsing insides, squeezing me.

The tranquility was broken when I started moving. The heat around me drives me to thrust. The carapace shifts back and then shoved forward, inciting a sharp cry from Chief. I fucked him faster. Hammering at that man booty. It was mine, all of him was mine. I closed my eyes, letting the sweet sensation of my tube getting stroked fill me. He kept whimpering down there so I sped up to make him feel better. He got slightly more lively, worming about, but ultimately, he was at my mercy.

I purred as I bottomed out and then yanked, nearly dislodging myself. It came to a rhythm of humping and grinding. My shrill screeches and clicking bug noises filled the air as I bred him. He was unfortunate, I had no eggs to give. I held my head wanting to cry, I had no love to give him! No way to mark him as my own for all to see.

He would have to make do with my cum. Yes, yes. He should be happy to receive me like this. This was love, to give and receive! I will give him everything, everything. My abdomen jackhammered at him. It squirmed and thrashed in my desperate attempts to mate with him. Close, close! I am almost there. My pace grew more and more frantic as the sounds of our lewd flesh coupling filled the air. Finally, I reached the peak and screamed with a bestial vigor.

I packed him full of my bug spunk. Trembling as it surged and flowed. My head felt light as I wobbled atop him. I… I… I love you. I fell flat on his back. Drooling and too tired to pull out as my body kept pulsing and pushing my fluids into him. I chirped at him, purring in satisfaction. He lay below me, so submissive and utterly devoted, I could smell it.

“Say it,” I whispered.

There was only a brief pause before he managed to whimper out in utter defeat, “I, I love you… Vesper.”

We lay sprawled in the cockpit, juices leaking into places they really shouldn’t be. I smiled blissfully. Just what I wanted to hear… I guess we will have to deal with the little wifey next. Oh well, that comes later. We can enjoy ourselves for a while longer.