Omega Mixer

"I thought you said there'd be... variation."

"I thought you weren't one to complain."

"This is the fifth one, and I'm getting a bit sore."

"Work some more saliva in there... the seed only does so much on its own."

Liara looked over to the two, clearly, more seasoned ladies and sighed. She raised her hands again and framed her two breasts with her lower arms, allowing the vorcha to thrust with increased fervor between them. Judging by his guttural moans, he was enjoying the act, though it was little compared to the rapture of the one between Samara's pillows - his tongue rolled out, eyes staring at the roof as every synapse of his addled mind seemed dedicated to the task of simply pleasing himself. The Justicar's tongue shot out, licking at his glans whenever he got closer to her, and Liara found herself tentatively opening her mouth as to emulate her, something that was met almost instantly by a jet of seed hitting her chin, a little of it getting into her nose.

"Asari whore! Aaaaaahhh!"

"O-oh! Ah!"

Liara was experienced, particularly for her age, but mostly in matters of... more direct copulation. Evidently years of simply bending over for whoever would give her an interested glance translated poorly to other forms of pleasing her partners, and she'd thus found herself glancing over to the older asari more often than she'd care to admit. Particularly since they were so smug about it.

"Whore queen! Aaaa-.... Aaaahhhh!"

Aria's head tilted down and, in one fluid motion, took the vorcha's rapidly swelling glans between her lips, the sound of an audible gushing resulting in her cheeks ballooning to an almost comical extent. Once, twice, thrice Liara counted, before noting how seed began flowing down over the shaft and pool between the breasts of Omega's de facto leader. As his spasms subsided, Aria's purple lips came clear from his member with a pop, the vorcha shuddering as he slowly, clearly reluctantly, withdrew from between her pillows.

"Keep up, newbie. I'm sure there's a yahg or two in the back."

Liara would have looked, or retorted against the insinuations made, but another vorcha stepped up and, with a toothy grin, slid his member unceremoniously between her breasts. She whimpered, feeling very sensitive indeed, but dutifully framed her breasts with her arms, with her lover's eager thrusts soon following.

Not much of a "mixer" some would say - but on Omega, the night lasted as long as one wanted it to.

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Wallpaper featuring some of my favorite characters of the entire darn Mass Effect series - clamors in the discord for asari became loud, and I was glad to provide this Wednesday. Hope you enjoy it folks :)

Thank you, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words! I hope to have the entire main comic sorted for this Friday so I get something joyous to report on, so cross your fingers together with mine and we'll see if luck is on my side. Hope you're faring well out there - hell of a crazy time we're in, and it looks like it might just get a bit crazier still this year.

To get through it all, make sure to take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH