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Liara T'Soni wasn't at all happy to be trudging through the Thessian Embassy complex. It was honestly the last place she wanted to be. She would have preferred a library, or a research center, or her bedroom. Really, a place where she could read a book on Protheans, a place where she could dissect various artefacts from that bygone age and examine it for clues and tidbits. What she did not want was to be walking along big, beige flagstones, and up to a place that was the furthest thing from a lab she could imagine.
It sucked. She was basically an adult asari, and she was about to finish University. She had plans to get right into her Archaeological field and heat out into the wide galaxy to get arm-deep in Prothean ruins. She had made connections with the bigger companies and expeditions out there, and she was sure she could ease her way into one of the more modest groups and have a nice little section of her career mapped out for her.
Her mother disagreed. She wanted her to get into politics, just like herself. She all but forced it, really. She didn't give her an option except to take it as a minor, and she didn't offer her any slack when she told her to find some political work to do. An office for some administrator, she wanted. Maybe her own Matriarch office, she'd suggested. A lawmaker, a senator, a politician - something. Those were all acceptable things for an asari of her blood to do, her mother insisted.
Liara insisted otherwise, but her opinion mattered little. Her relationship with her mother was turbulent at best, and navigating those waters was a display of awkward acceptance and clumsy concession. It was why she found herself at the Embassy; a lackluster political posting that had her talking to a Volus or listening to a Hanar, then a couple of papers were made, and she could spend her time reading. It was the bare minimum she could do while still pursuing her passion, and her mother almost definitely knew it.
Still, it proved that she was doing something, and that was all that mattered as Liara walked along the stones, past the security checkpoint, and into the big, impressive hallways. Embassies for all sorts of species were present, each set at a different section of the broad strip. Everyone wanted an embassy in Thessia, and for more reasons than one. Liara didn't care, of course. She just scanned her eyes over each in the same impassive way as the others, thinking, instead, of archaeology than politics.
That was, until eyes moved over to the newest addition to Thessia, and she bit her lip. The human embassy confused her, in a strange sort of way. Such weird creatures, humans. Newest of the species to join Citadel space, they were a thoroughly odd type. As proactive and expansionist as the asari, as militaristic as the turian, and just... strange-looking. The most asari-like of all of them, but with broadly different skin tones and the weird tufts of hair atop their heads.
Strange, Liara found. It was just weird. Their appearances were so similar, yet so markedly different. They had the strangest personalities, too - and that weird thing they did with their hands. They smiled, though, at least. Few Council species smiled; most lacked the processes for it. Maybe it was their strangeness that kept Liara curious, or maybe it was their asari-like appearance that drew her. It might have been the curiosity that always led her to passing by that area of the embassy, purposefully going out of her way to peer at it before stepping along.
The stairs to the upper levels were just off to the left on that section; only, as she neared them, she found them blocked off by a vertical band of holographic light, a section of cursing asari with equipment, and a human embassy guard standing in front of it with a somewhat bored expression on her face. The cleaning gear and tools indicated something that needed fixing, and the guard holding her human-standard Avenger rifle - something she'd only learned about by talking with another human guard - looked like she'd been there for a good hour without any ending in sight.
The guard noticed her. Immediately she straightened, and quickly pushed a placating hand out. "Sorry, Ma'am. The, uh, stairwell is... out of order. Pipe burst."
Liara stared. Her blue eyes went wide as she stared at the shock of red hair cascading down to her shoulders in a sort of messy bob, adorning the human woman's pretty head like fire. Messier fringes ran over a forehead the colour of fresh cream, while cheeks of the same colour were dusted with a smattering of human freckles - like Liara's own, but oh-so-different. Eyes were a bright, startling green, leading to a strangely contrasting but unique colour palette that the asari found, quite plainly, beautiful.
Her tongue was tied. It felt thick.
The human stared.
"Uhm... Sorry. I don't, uh, know if my translator failed, but -"
"N-no, no! I heard you!" Liara rushed to say. "Sorry! I was just thinking!"
The guard blinked. "Oh. I see. Sorry for assuming, Ma'am."
There was a strange silence. Liara figured the human was utterly bemused by her continued standing-and-staring, but Liara was in a fluster she'd never experienced before. She'd never thought that human hair could get to such a nice shade of red, much less that it would contrast so nicely with the colour of her skin or the green of her eyes. Her face was sharp, defined, and cut, like that of a diamond- not the softness of asari faces. Maybe severe, or perhaps handsome, but without the strong jawline and just a harsh sweep. She liked it - a lot.
She swallowed thickly. "I, uhm..." What was she supposed to say? "H-hello!"
A slow blink. "...Hi?"
Liara chanced a smile. She had little idea of what she was doing in that moment, but… she felt like she had to do something. “I… haven’t seen you around here before? You, uh, look new.” Her eyes flicked up to the shock of red. “Different.”
The human blinked. “Oh. Uh, I’ve been here about a month. Maybe you’ve only seen me in my helmet?”
“M-maybe,” Liara stammered, because how could she not stammer? The woman was seriously pretty. She liked her freckles, and the colour of her eyes was nice. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure?”
“Is your hair… real?” She asked, then hesitated. “I mean, is that the natural pigmentation?”
At that, the human laughed. Liara flinched, wondering if she’d said the wrong thing - she was only a young, school-going asari maiden, she had little idea of how to interact with a human - but it seemed jovial. “Yeah, it’s natural. Red hair runs in my family.”
“Oh.” She nodded. “I’ve never seen anything like that before, to be honest. It’s rather nice; unique.”
“Well, thanks,” the woman replied, awkwardly shuffling her rifle in her hands. “I appreciate that.” She hesitated then, as if unsure of what to say; an understandable thing, given that she was an embassy guard on another planet in another sovereign nation. “I bet it’s pretty jarring, what with the, uh, tendrils.”
She indicated up, and Liara followed the motion with her hand before letting out a laugh of her own. “Yes, just a little bit. I’ve not seen many humans before, and none with your hair colour.”
The woman nodded knowingly. “Yeah, I get that. I don’t know if any of the other guards do, and it’s not that common back home.” She paused, then shrugged. “Relatively speaking, I mean. Brown, black, blonde - more common.”
“Ah. Yes, I’ve seen those,” Liara siad, nodding matter of factly. “Yours is pretty, though.”
A smile and a blush. “Thanks, Ma’am.”
“L-Liara,” she rushed to say, then, at the questioning blink, she clarified. “My name is Liara. Liara T’Soni. You don’t have to call me Ma’am, please.”
“Oh. I don’t… think that’s strictly policy,” the guard said, and looked to be on the verge of saying more, but Liara rushed to fill the gap again.
“That’s understandable, I don’t want to put you in an awkward spot -”
“-But if it’s just between us, sure,” the red-haired human followed, an easy smile on her face. “Ms. Liara.”
Liara stopped, blinked, then smiled, a fond fuzz in her chest. “A-Ah. Yes, just between us; that sounds nice.”
The guard smiled.
“...Might I ask your name?” She asked, to which the Guard started. She blinked, looked down at herself, then rolled her left arm to reveal a name patch in two lines - the human-standard tongue, and Citadel-standard.
“Lieutenant Jane Shepard,” she said, “...You can drop the Lieutenant, and call me whichever is easier.” She shrugged. “Most people default to Shepard…”
“Shepard it nice,” she said quickly, purely as if to emphasize herself in front of the pretty human. She didn’t know why she did it, but Shepard was fetching. Very much so, in fact. Liara rather liked her look, and she seemed friendly enough. “What, uhm… what brings you to Thessia, Shepard?”
Shepard, for a moment, almost looked perplexed. Maybe she did not expect a longer conversation or maybe she just didn’t plan on talking to an asari, but the moment passed quickly enough. “Uh, mandatory leave… of a sort. Easy posting.” She shuffled as if sensing that her words might give an awkward impression. “You know the Skyllian Blitz?”
Liara took a moment to think. “Yes, I’d heard something about that. I confess I don’t pay attention to, uhm, the news all that much…”
“Honestly, might be better not to pay attention to that,” the redhead said, a shrug on her shoulders. “Just, yeah. I was there. Brass thought I should have it easy for a little bit to, uh, rest up. Thessia’s an easy posting, and, uh…” Shepard blushed - or looked like it, Liara did not know human biology. “...Relaxing.”
“Well, I agree that Thessia is calming!” Liara agreed readily, and ran her tongue over her lips. “I… Am curious to know what exactly happened, though, for you to be here under such occurrences.”
“That’s a long story,” Shepard said with a little, awkward shuffle.
“A-ah. I don’t mean to pry.”
“Not prying. It’s sore, but not prying.” Shepard smiled. “And, it is long, trust me.”
“Well… I mean…” Liara bit her lip. “I don’t suppose you’d be up for telling me?”
Shepard opened her mouth to speak, but Liara was already correcting herself.
“T-that is, when you are free and I am free, we could talk. Over, uhm, Idon’tknowifhumanslikeasarifood, but we could sit. And eat?”
Shepard blinked. “That was a rush. Uh, I’ve not had much asari food -”
“-I could find other places, if so desired -”
“But, sure,” Shepard said just as quickly, a laugh on her lips. “I’d be perfectly happy to get a bite with you, Ms. Liara.”
Liara smiled shyly. “Yes?”
Another little laugh. “Sure. Could be fun.”
“Yes, I would like to believe so,” Liara breathed, staring up at the taller human.
“It’ll have to be later, though.”
“Y-yes, of course.”
“And you probably have to move along,” Shepard said softly, “Because I’m about ninety-percent sure I’m going to be yelled at for not doing my job.”
“R-ri - right!” Liara nodded, hands clutching her bag. “Of course, it is silly of me to - uhm. Yes. I’ll contact - we could, perhaps, meet later? Here?”
“Or I could just give you my omni-tool con -”
“Right! Yes, that’s correct, that’s what people do.” Liara nodded twice. “Let’s, please.”
As she stared up at Shepard and hastily exchanged contact information, she realized just how pretty the red-haired human was. Her hair was pretty, her face beautiful to look at, and even with her body in a combat uniform, she looked nice. Liara wasn’t sure if she’d ever felt so taken with a person before, but there was something so distinctly alluring about her that she wanted to know more; see more, do more. She wanted to get to know the stranger, and her heart beat at a mile a minute just to think about it.
She could barely contain her glee when she talked to the Volus sub-ambassador half an hour later, to his visible distress.
Benezia T’Soni
“Liara,” Benezia said sternly, “Would you like to explain to me what’s going on?”
“I beg your pardon, mother?” Liara asked in turn, her voice diplomatic and even. She tried to keep her voice level, and Benezia could tell. Her daughter wasn’t anywhere near good enough to mask her emotions yet.
“You’ve been acting strangely for the last month, daughter dearest,” Benezia said, voice rolling. She was confident in her words and assured in her actions, making sure that her daughter knew that she was aware of her strange behaviour. She didn’t offer her any slack in words alone, and from the way Liara’s eyes narrowed, she knew they were on the same page. “Explain.”
“There’s nothing wrong, mother,” Liara replied diplomatically, shoulders shrugging as she went back to running her finger along a passage of her textbook. Much as Benezia reprimanded Liara for reading at the dinner table, she could not fault a studious attitude and demeanour - even if Protheans and archaeology wasn’t what she wanted for her daughter.
“Don’t lie,” she said bluntly, and Laira flinched. “I can tell. You’ve been acting strange.”
“I have not,” was a somewhat more petulant reply, but Benezia kept up the pressure without allowing her daughter to get any edge in.
“You’ve been stressed,” she pointed out, to which Liara shook her head.
“Have not.”
“You’ve been visibly distraught and annoyed.”
“I’m -”
“You leave clothing around, and you never do that. You’ve left towels on the floor, and your cleanliness is never in question. You’ve been frantically searching the extranet, and you’ve been taking notes -”
“-Have you been going through my notes!? -”
“-So I know something is off.” Benezia steepled her hands in front of her. “So?”
“So?” Liara sniffed defensively. “There’s nothing wrong, mother.”
“You’ve been acting like this every time you’ve come back from a date with that…” She flicked her fingers. “That human you’ve been seeing. The red-haired one.”
“Shepard,” her daughter replied tersely, blue face twisting down with annoyance. “You know her name.”
“Shepard.” Benezia shrugged. “They all look the same. Is it something with her? Has she been accosting you?”
“A-absolutely not!” Liara protested, immediately leaping to her defence, and Benezia smiled to know the bait was taken. “She’s a sweetheart!”
“So? What’s wrong with this sweetheart?” Fingers tapped, and Liara huffed. “Trouble in paradise?”
“I - no, of course not,” the young asari stammered, face twisting. “Not at all.”
“Well, given that you are more stressed out when you come from your excursions with her…”
“Nothing to do with her!” Liara insisted, but Benezia had nothing of it. She didn’t care about excuses, and cut down to the heart of the matter in her brusque, straightforward style.
“Did she do something!”
“Not at all!”
“Is she bothering you?”
“No.”
“Pressuring you?”
“Of course not!” Liara almost scoffed that one out, and Benezia flicked up a brow. “She’s a sweetheart!”
“Doesn’t seem like it…”
“I don’t appreciate you talking bad about her, either.”
“Well, you’re not giving me any confidence in her…”
“It’s nothing to do with her,” Liara insisted.
Benezia’s lips formed a line. “Is it something to do with you?”
Liara flinched at the abruptness of the question, and Benezia sniffed. “So, it is you.”
“N-no, I -” she clicked her tongue. “Mother, it’s nothing bad…”
“It does not seem like anything good, either.”
Liara bit her lip, and her blue cheeks dusted with the pink of rushing blood. “Mother…”
“Liara, I will have an explanation for this strange behaviour of yours.”
“It’s nothing,” she said hurriedly, then bit her lip again. “It’s just… W-we’ve been struggling to be intimate, is all…”
Benezia frowned. Her lips twisted, then she shook her head, dismissing it in an instant. “That is all? Well. If such a silly thing is weighing on you, it is clearly indicative that you are still too young for such things.”
“Y-young?” Liara almost sputtered. “I’m an asari in her maiden years, I’m not young for this sort of thing by any measure, mother.”
“If you’re having sex problems, clearly you are,” she scoffed, and Liara blushed.
“T-that’s not - that means nothing, mother!”
“Look,” she said flatly, “if you’re having problems with sex, don’t bother.”
“W-well, we’re trying, but, uhm -”
Benezia shrugged. “If Shepard is pushing you too hard, ditch her.”
“I said she’s not doing anything!” Liara protested, and for a second time, Benezia wondered as to why her daughter so readily leapt to her defence. But, without much cause for concern, she calmly supped from her teacup and continued to keep up the pressure.
“You or her, and I’m not inclined to trust a human with my daughter.”
“M-mother,” Liara whined, shaking her head. “...Look, it’s not… it’s not her. I’d… like to be with her, but it’s, uhm, different. New. I can’t…”
“You’re young. If she wants more -”
“I want more!” Liara protested, then huffed. “It is very simply hard to continue. Hard to… commit. I suppose.”
Her last words were quiet, but Benezia heard them all the same. “Commit to sex?”
“...Well…”
“Well, what?” The older asari drank her tea, then calmly set it down. “What, exactly, is the issue?”
“I…” Liara blushed and looked down, to which her mother rolled her eyes.
“Now is not the time to be embarrassed, daughter.”
“Mother, this is.... Personal.”
“You are my daughter, and I will have you tell me what’s wrong.”
Liara shuffled awkwardly in her seat. She was a maiden, no doubt, but she’d filled out well in all the right ways for anyone to find attractive, and Benezia was more surprised than anything that no advances had been made toward her. She was shapely, she was good-looking and good-natured, and of an important family. That last thing might have been the barrier between her and others, but Benezia wouldn’t just let anyone slip their way into her daughter.
“I just…” Liara looked up at her, and it was an almost pathetic look. “I’ve never, uhm. Done anything… sexual…. Before. And…” She fidgeted. “I don’t even know what humans look like without their clothes on? O-or what they do during sex? S-so, uhm, I’d like to, but…”
“Is that the reason for the extranet searches?” Benezia asked, and Liara sputtered.
“N-no! I’m just… researching…”
“Mhm.” The older asari tapped her fingers against her cup. “I can’t say I would know what they look like or what they would do either, but I’d venture to say they looked a good deal more like an asari than they do a turian, or a krogan.”
“Anatomy is a fickle thing,” Liara insisted, and Benezia shrugged.
“Perhaps.” She leaned back in her seat. “What else?”
“Huh?”
“That cannot be it.”
Liara blushed and averted her gaze. “W-well, there’s also the matter… You understand, I don’t know if a human would enjoy, uhm, what I look like…”
Benezia flicked up a brow. A single, incredulous brow. She looked at her daughter as she sat there, took in the size of her shapely chest against the smoothness of her shirt, and then down along the subtle, but still clear, hourglass curves of her waist. Liara noticed her stares and flushed instinctively, to which the older asari only shook her head and snorted.
“Liara, you are an asari; the most sought-after species in the galaxy, the epitome of beauty, and to no small degree, a fetish -”
“-Mother!-”
“-And not only that, but you are both beautiful and shapely. I cannot imagine anyone would reject that, nor find fault in it.”
Liara fidgeted. “I can’t believe you would say that, Mother…”
Benezia rolled her eyes. “You make it sound as if asari do not do that all the time.”
“I… suppose…” Liara chewed on her lip. “All the same, I don’t know if that is what a human would want, so…”
“I daresay they operate the same as any other warm-blooded species,” Benezia murmured. Then, shrugging, she sighed. “Liara, allow me to be honest.”
“Are you not already?”
“You have acted differently these last few months, I acknowledge this.” She folded her hands together again. “You’ve been different, and beyond your strange activities. You’ve been friendlier. You’ve been going out more frequently. You seem more open with your youth.”
Liara blinked as if unsure of how to respond.
“I approve, even if I do not approve of the reason for those changes.”
“Uhm…”
“I’d strongly prefer you go out with another asari, but I will not begrudge a gift.” She cocked her head. “I am not here to force you into decisions. Now, in spite of my opinions, you are my daughter and I do want to help you.”
Liara blinked again. “Help me…? Uh, mother, you don’t like Shepard.”
“That is true,” she conceded, and did so freely. She’d insisted on meeting the woman when Liara first gushed about her - and then continued to do so as Liara kept gushing about her. Her daughter was smitten, and she was not. She was unimpressed with the human, and she didn’t care for her despite her modestly attractive looks and body type. And, despite telling her daughter about her poor taste, Liara did not care - so Benezia had to adjust. “However, you are admittedly more open with her than otherwise. Much as I dislike it, she brings you out of your shell. I will, thusly, help you with your hang-ups.”
Liara stared at her.
Benezia stared back.
“So?”
“I don’t understand,” Liara said, head shaking.
Benezia rolled her eyes. “Oh, for - daughter, really, now.”
“I don’t-”
“Invite your friend over for the weekend-”
“-Girlfriend-”
“-And I will handle the rest.”
Liara fidgeted. “The rest?”
“If you’re nervous about sex, I will show you how this is done,” she said flatly, and waved her hand. “Now, invite her over.”
“What do you, mean, show!?”
“Invite her -”
“Right now?!”
“-Dear, you’re not going to go anywhere in life if you’re this slow.”
“Lieutenant Jane Shepard has arrived,” an automated VI’s voice announced, and it filled Liara’s bedroom with its cool tones. Immediately, Liara began to get flustered, her hands tugging at her cheeks and her lips twisting around nervously. “What are your commands, Matriarch?”
“Show her up,” Benezia said very, very simply, and stared at her daughter. She stared blankly, eyes rolling as she saw her twist and move in a frenzy, looking more and more flustered by the moment. She bit her lip and tugged at her tendrils, then sat down - only to spring back up in a total mess. That was unlike Liara; Benezia had never seen her so nervous before.
Odd.
“What’s wrong?” She asked her, only for Liara to freak out - cheeks red, eyes wide, looking everywhere and anywhere in seconds.
“W-we should just call this off this is so strange surreal even I don’t think I’m ready you shouldn’t be here to do this with me I don’t -”
Benezia rolled her eyes. Her daughter ranted without breathing, words rushing out of her mouth as she worked through her frustrations, and the older asari was entirely done with it. She reached out, grabbed her daughter’s shapely chin, then hooked her palm behind her jawbone. Liara squeaked as she was tugged into range, and before she could do anything, their mouths were almost slammed together. She did it purely to cut her daughter off, silence her and stop her flustered rant, but that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy it.
It also did not mean she did not know what to do, and she happily applied her skills to the sudden press of lips. As her daughter squeaked, she pressed in with her soft, full lips, squishing them against Liara’s and moulding them to her. She caressed her with the cushiony softness by gently inclined her head, then rolled to align them properly. Her lips pulled at her smooth mouth, caressing the squishiness of them, taking in just how good the younger asari felt against her; she had a good pair of lips and anyone would be happy to kiss them.
Benezia was more than happy to do so. It wasn’t lust that powered her, but just her naturally sexual nature and immodest personality. Her mouth rubbed and caressed as it aligned perfectly, and as her daughter squeaked in shock, she held her face tightly and kissed her with passion. She locked her into a long, sensual press of their mouths, the flesh of lips squishing together and moulding just perfectly - but all at her whim and dictation. She did not offer her a single moment to pull away or retreat, and kept her locked tight for nearly a minute of passionate lip-locking.
Liara squeaked, and hands twitched up in the open air. She was stunned, surprised, and totally lost in the deep, sensual kiss. Benezia was able to do whatever she wanted as little noises left her daughter’s lips and eyes moved in a fluster, so she pressed in deeper, kissing her mouth with soft movements of her jaw, and tugged firmly. Smiling against her, she listened to her daughter’s subvocal mewls and mused on the way her lips shivered. She felt the hiking of her breath whenever she moved firmly enough, and purely on a hunch, she moved her lips backward, pulled the bottom one between her own, and bit down hard.
Liara squeaked again, and eyes went wide - then a low, subvocal groan left her lips. Teeth nibbled into her lower lip as Benezia applied pressure to her mouth, and the sensation seemed to please her daughter from the way she groaned. She shuddered gently, and though the reaction was minute, someone as skilled in the arts of pleasure as the Matriarch knew what it meant. She smiled against her as she was vindicated in her suspicion, and she applied just a bit more pressure to really get her daughter to moan.
She held the kiss for another long moment, then drew back gently. She pulled on her daughter’s bottom lip in her retreat, letting the gently flushed purple peel away, then nibbled gently; at Liara’s mewling, she smirked and let it pop backward. Hands cradled a soft blue face as she stared down, and took in the now starry-eyed expression the asari maiden bore. Face flushed and lips panting, Liara looked exactly like someone that had just gotten the kiss of her life - and that made Benezia smirk.
“Calm yourself,” she told her daughter, and watched her swallow thickly. “And sit down. Relax. I’ll take the lead, and you do absolutely nothing I do not tell you to do.”
Liara hesitated for all of one instant. “Okay.”
She sat on a prepared chair, and did so nervously. Legs together, hands diligently on her knees, she wanted there while Benezia stood tall and proud and faced the door. The VI announced the arrival of Shepard and the resulting approach, but she just stood there and waited. It didn’t take much more than a moment for them to hear footsteps, but where the younger asari fidgeted nervously, the older one set hands on her hips.
“I just go inside?” They heard Shepard ask, and Benezia just rolled her eyes at the simple-mindedness of humans.
The door swung open, and Shepard revealed herself. She walked in with a gentle little step and a soft ‘Liara?’ on her lips, but that instantly all faded away into a sort of shell-shocked surprise and a blanching of her features as she realized that Liara was sitting in a chair by a corner and Benezia was standing right there in the middle. She paused, licked her lips, and looked left and right; she wasn’t nervous to her credit, Benezia could see that much, but like any soldier she was calculating her plans of attack for the strange situation.
“...Hey,” Shepard said, her voice hesitant. “Uh… am I interrupting something? The VI invited me in, so…”
“You are exactly where you’re meant to be,” Benezia said sharply, then clicked her fingers. “Come in, close the door, and stand there nicely.”
Her orders were brisk and snappy, and just like that, Shepard snapped into attention. She was a career soldier through and through, and taking orders was easy for her. She, however, still frowned as she tried to figure out the strange situation she was in, and she did not meekly submit to Benezia’s authority as she walked in.
“Is everything alright?” Shepard asked, cautiously probing as she moved into the room. “Or am I about to get The Talk?”
Benezia raised her eyebrow. “Beg pardon?”
“The -” Shepard coughed. “human custom, nothing. Uh…” She looked between Liara and Benezia, but focused on the younger asari. She took in and examined her flustered, awkward expression, then looked back over. Her concern was solely put toward Liara, and that, the mother found was nice, if odd. “Look, I’m not sure what you’re thinking, Matriarch T’Soni, but I really do care for your daughter and while I’m sure that’s hard to believe from a species you’ve never really interacted with, but I assure you I’ll treat her like gold - if that holds the same significance here - and I’m not looking to take advantage of her in any way -”
“Why do I find myself listening to two rants in one day?” Benezia interrupted with a sigh, head shaking, and Shepard stopped talking. While she thought that Shepard’s rant was interesting, it meant little - people could say their platitudes all day long and mean nothing by then. She was concerned in other things, so she bluntly cut to the heart of the matter. “How many sexual partners have you had?”
Shepard paused. She considered the question, then blinked and sputtered. “Excuse me?”
Benezia sighed. Looking at her daughter, she said, “She’s a slow one.”
Shepard’s lips parted, then she shook her head awkwardly. “A-A few, I guess, but it’s been a while. I don’t quite remember.”
Benezia pursed her lips. “Younger or older than you?”
“W-why - ?” Shepard shook her head. “About the sage age.”
“Any asari?”
Shepard blinked. “No.”
“Any non-humans?”
Shepard let out a strange noise. “Not at all.”
Benezia made a noise. “Alright. Do you think you’re good in bed?”
Shepard clicked her tongue, made a noise, and shook her head. Her cheeks were red, and Benezia found it interesting how much more red in the face a human got. “I - I guess I’d like to think so.”
“But you’ve only been with a few partners?”
“Comparatively, sure.”
Benezia narrowed her eyes. She watched Shepard for a long moment, scanning her freckled, red face and her rough red hair. She raked eyes along the slopes of surprisingly broad shoulders and down over a shapely chest that was large enough to be significant, then over the smoothness of a stomach that looked fitted against a tight Alliance-standard top. She was certainly attractive-looking, for a human. Stronger than an asari would be even at first glance, and that was an interesting thought for her.
Benezia stepped backward and crossed arms under her own large chest. She saw Shepard’s eyes flicked down, but it was only for a brief moment. She did not stare at her as others did in the presence of a gorgeous, voluptuous Matriarch, and that was both somewhat annoying and somewhat gratifying; Shepard only had eyes for Liara, to her strange relief. Humming, the older asari looked down at her, made eye-contact, and held it for a long moment: waiting to see who would blink first.
Neither did.
“Alright,” she said. “Strip.”
“Stri - “ Shepard blinked again as if to parse the words. “Uhm.” She flushed. “Why?”
“Because I’m helping to relieve my daughter’s nerves,” she said flatly, fingers tapping at her arm. Shepard looked at her like a lost animal, and then looked off to Liara. She wasn’t sure what passed between them, but it was as if the red-haired human was seeking reassurance; a good sign, odd enough.
“Y-you can, uhm…” Liara frowned. “Please do as you’re told…?”
It sounded more like a question than an answer, but it was an answer all the same. Shepard nodded, as if all she needed was Liara’s permission to keep going. She shook her head with a little sigh and rolled her neck as if to loosen up, and then offered a strange little smile - equal parts awkward and unsteady.
“Well, at least I’m used to doing this in the Marines,” she joked, but neither asari cracked a laugh. Clearing her throat awkwardly, Shepard pulled on the hemline of her shirt and peeled it up with an efficient sweep, treating it all more like a physical examination than a striptease; pulling on her shirt, whipping it off, folding it, pushing it off to the side, then working at her belt and buckles and tugging pants down in the same breath.
Naturally, Benezia rolled her eyes before Shepard was even partway naked. It was an unimpressive display, and she was not at all pleased to see the redhead so hastily pull her clothing off without even trying to make it look good. She stripped down in the most businesslike manner possible as if she wasn’t in the presence of two supremely beautiful asari women, and she didn’t like it one bit. She shook her head before pants even hit the floor and was rolling her eyes at her daughter as fingers worked at a utilitarian sports bra, all to show her displeasure.
“Seriously, Shepard,” she sighed, head shaking. ‘That’s the best you can do?”
Shepard blinked like an animal in headlights.
Benezia looked over at her daughter; her daughter, who stared at the naked Shepard with wide, enraptured eyes and eagerly parted lips. She sighed as she said, “Liara, you truly must have higher standards…”
Shepard tried to protest with a, “but you told me to -”, only to be subsequently silenced by a glare.
Benezia raked her eyes down. Shepard was tall, and rather broad of shoulder - much broader than an asari would be. There were muscles all along her body in that normally athletic way, but more pronounced than an asari as well. More of it showed from under her skin and across the length of her, indicating a level of strength that made her pause; and all of that was tucked away under smooth, cream-coloured skin, without a single hint of blue, or purple, or even green in sight.
Odd.
Her chest was a modest swell, and the length between her legs was… softer than she expected it to be. Smoother, at least. It was the same colour as the rest of her and rather spongy looking, if she were to find a simple word for it. Certainly, nothing like the cock of a turian or a krogan, and more exotic like those of other races; definitely nothing asari-like. She’d taken more than enough to know all the shapes and sizes, and it looked neither prehensile nor malleable, and it was just a smooth, soft-looking variant of the common cock - but stranger.
She wasn’t sure if it would be satisfactory at all, and that made her huff. Shaking her head and without turning to her daughter, asked, “Liara, what is it that you like about this human?”
Shepard blinked incredulously.
Liara sputtered. She did not appear as if she wanted to answer, but as Benezia flicked eyes over critically, her daughter hesitantly opened up. “S-she’s, uhm… tall…”
“She is, thank you,” Benezia replied sarcastically.
“...She’s athletic,” Liara said in a soft, hesitant voice, and Benezia nodded. “Strong. Uhm… She’s got nice muscles? Arms. I like her arms.”
Shepard shuffled awkwardly, but as Benezia raised her hand up, she stilled. “And?”
“I think she’s very pretty,” Liara said softly. “I like the freckles, as well as her hair. The colour is nice.”
Benezia raised her brow, prompting Liara to fill the silence.
“She’s got a commanding presence?” She offered up tentatively. “She acts like - she is a Military officer. It shows in how she carries herself. She’s, uhm, confident and self-assured. I like that.”
Her daughter’s squeaking voice didn’t enthuse Benezia all that much, but she listened through it. She stepped forward at the same time, closing the distance to Shepard, and watched the human stare warily. Maybe it was threat detection or maybe it was an escape attempt, but she was carefully calculating the distance between them and to other points in the room; a solider through and through.
Benezia couldn’t just start grabbing and groping someone like that, she understood. That might earn some sort of physical protest, so, instead, she calmly cleared her throat, and asked, “Am I allowed to physically inspect you?”
Shepard considered it for a moment while searching Benezia’s eyes. She was taller than her by just enough, and it was easy for her to explore her face. What she expected to find there, the asari did not know; but, a few moments later, she hesitantly nodded her head. “Sure.”
“Hm.” Benezia didn’t wait a single second to press her hands against Shepard’s toned stomach, and listened to the way her breath inclined so sharply. Without caring, Benezia slipped her hands across her abdominal muscles, exploring them with smooth fingertips, running across the textured expanse and taking her measure of it. It felt oddly gratifying to feel them bumping against her fingers, and as she pressed palms down flat, the enjoyable sensation became more pronounced.
It was almost like running her hands along a washboard, and she enjoyed it. The texture was pleasant, and the touch enjoyable -she could admit that much. It wasn’t all that different from an asari, though, just a bit more pronounced; so, instead of speaking, she moved up, running along the flanks of Shepard’s body, around her chest, and up to her shoulders. She ran palms along the broad sweeps, taking her measure of them, and squeezed gently to the frowning of Shepard. She swept down from there, moving over biceps and forearms, squeezing periodically and feeling muscles instinctively flex in turn.
“Your muscles are enjoyable,” she said matter-of-factly, squeezing down on biceps to the show of Shepard’s flushing. She ran back along and up shoulders, then down across her chest to cup her breasts. The redhead flinched gently at that touch before melting her expression into something clinical and professional, which Benezia did not at all care for. She busied herself with her task, however, and squeezed on her tits by their undersides, watching and feeling the skin ripple as she applied pressure.
She hummed without speaking as she squeezed them gently, feeling their pliantness and their squishiness, then moving around to push up the undersides of her breasts. She hefted them, testing their weight and touch, and watched how the skin bent around her palms. Humming, she dug her fingers in and watched them bulge gently, and took in how little Shepard reacted to that - maybe used to such groping, or treating it like some sort of medical examination. Benezia took note of her reaction just as much as she did the texture and shape of her breasts, which she ran palms along to properly map out their size.
“Your breasts are far too small,” she said matter-of-factly, and watched Shepard blink as if perplexed. It was an interesting reaction, leading the older asari to figure that the human thought she wasn’t small - but her culture’s standards, at least. “But your skin is… surprisingly smooth, even with all this muscle. Very unexpected…”
Shepard frowned, but she said nothing. She remained silent as hands ran along the planes of her face, measuring out her sharp chin and her sharper jawline, probing it with fingertips and teasing the harsh lines out with long fingers. The redhead appeared confused by the touching across her cheeks, then even more so as Benezia’s hands rose to touch her hairline; probing at first, gently pushing against it as if it was the fire it so closely resembled, then grew bolder.
She touched her hair with less hesitance each moment. Fingers teased at the curls and at the wiry strands, and she pulled a few between fingertips to touch and roll. She hummed at the strange texture and furrowed her brow as she dipped in deeper, tangling into the red locks and trying to tease them out. It wasn’t quite easy for her, and the hair seemed to just slip around like ice. Frustration welled inside of her as she raked fingers along a scalp and cupped a bit of hair at a time, trying to comb it out and not at all succeeding - it was too finicky.
Benezia huffed. “Your hair is… weird. I don’t approve.”
Shepard made a face and a noise, but before Benezia could comment, it faded away. The older asari pursed her lips as her hands back down her face, and then she set them against her lips, to Shepard’s surprise. She frowned as the human frowned, then moved her hands right back up to press thumbs into her red ‘eyebrows’, trying to tame them and failing. There was a moment of perplexed silence before she huffed and moved back down, trailing her thumb across a lower lip and gently teasing an upper one with a fingertip.
“Your lips are nice,” she complimented. “Smooth, soft… but let’s see if they’re good.”
Benezia moved in from there, and much like Liara, she appeared totally shocked as their lips connected in a deep, heavy kiss. It was no simple peck on the lips, and Shepard could neither really pull back with the hands on her jawline. She flinched and made a noise, but the asari leaned in without a single care in the world and pressed them together smoothly. She tilted her head, and rolled her softer, fuller lips against the humans, rubbing them together before locking them in smoothly and making sure she could pull her into a deeper lock.
Shepard made another noise, and her eyes flicked off to the side as if to see what Liara was doing - clearly more concerned with that than with the kiss. Huffing, Benezia deepened it just like that, her mouth parting, breathing husky air into her lips, and pulled firmly; she locked their mouths together as the human squeaked unexpectedly and let them exchange spit while tongues oh-so-gently probed. She pressed in with hers, gently twisting to tease and stimulate, and found another tongue ready for her. When she pushed in deeper, the tongue responded in turn. When she slipped harder and twisted more thoroughly, she moved back to find Shepard’s match it in turn.
Benezia hummed. She was surprised; Shepard was a better kisser than she expected, and she made efficient twists of her tongue to tangle them. She wasn’t quite sparring or wrestling with it, but she did not just let the Matriarch run wild. She tamed her, surrounded her, and that pleased the woman a little more than she expected. Smirking, she kissed her deeply and smoothly, tongue sliding and sweeping in gentle arcs before drawing back. The redhead made a noise as lips touched and slipped, and she sighed hotly as the sensuous kiss continued.
Benezia pulled back after a long moment and purred against her lips. “Use your teeth.”
Shepard blinked in the moment she had before lips swept in again, parted and ready. She didn’t comply just at first, instead allowing their locked lips to fit together efficiently, but then turned her head and captured the lower one between her own. She applied pressure to it that Benezia found gratifying, and then teased it with the hard edge of her teeth; running against it evenly, tracing it with a bit of a squeeze, making flesh dip. She bit down firmly as if knowing exactly how much strength to apply, then pulled back, kissed her, then doing it again.
She’d clearly done it before, but it wasn’t at all what Benezia wanted. Huffing, she pulled back from the kiss, traced her tongue along her bottom lip to taste it while Shepard looked on as if thinking did I just do that?, before she shook her head in disappointment. The look was even more significant after that, but she didn’t at all care as she critically stared her down.
“You didn’t even draw blood? You’ve a lot to learn, Shepard.” She shook her head. “Pathetic.”
Shepard frowned. “...Uh, well -”
“Don’t bother explaining,” she said sharply, hand whipping away from her face as if to indicate her want for silence. She turned to her daughter, leaving the sputter Shepard behind as she asked, “have you touched her before?”
Liara, who was eide-eyed and raptured, blinked. “O-oh, uh, ye-”
“Her genitals, I mean,” Benezia bluntly asked, and both of the others flushed. “Her cock. Have you touched it?”
“N-no, I haven’t.”
Benezia shook her head in disappointed. Then, in a twist, she spun around, grabbed hold of Shepard’s cock, and tugged it into her forceful grasp. Shepard squeaked at the suddenness of it and the sheer pressure applied, then turned eyes toward Liara as if seeking reassurance - but the older asari did not have any of it. She set one hand on the paleness of her cheek and twisted her head back into line with hers, and at the same time she pulled on the semi-hard length that was her cock.
"W-w-wha -" Shepard started in a fluster, but Benezia cut her off with a sigh.
"Do not stammer," she said sharply. "And just relax. Calm yourself."
"Kinda hard," she squeaked, and eyes shifted back over to Liara.
Benezia rolled her eyes and pursed her lips at the strange display. Shepard acted as if the sexuality was out of place, which was quite frankly bizarre. It might have fit the human, though, and it was not as if she cared regardless. Her hand simply pulled at the cock, dragging it along in her smooth, silky hand, and watched the redhead squirm. She stared directly into her uniquely pretty face as she pulled on the softness of her dick and sent pale flesh rolling, to her odd satisfaction.
She squeezed with just the right amount of pressure and was rewarded with a groan. Pulling, she stroked the cock between her firm fingers and against her cupping hand, making sure to pleasure it as best as she could - sharp pulls and tugs, drags and squeezes. It was not quite a handjob, but the effect was all the same as she steadily jerked the dick into life. Blood rushed down and filled it out rather steadily, and it felt as oddly spongy in her hand as it did to her eyes.
It got hard, though. Rather hard, and even if it did not match the scaled, rigid toughness of other species, it became remarkably dense the bigger it got. Hard and girthy, it swelled out to no inconsiderable degree as she pulled on it - to Shepard's flushing confusion and her own smirking pleasure. Liara appeared stunned as she stared at the thickness soon jutting up from between toned thighs, and even Benezia was surprised by the length of it: an easy eight or nine inches which she did not think a human was capable of.
"Interesting," she said at length, tongue licking her lips. At Shepard's questioning and confused stare she only rolled her eyes, released her cock, and stepped backward, not at all caring to elaborate. "Now, sit."
Shepard waited only a moment before complying. It was awkward, but she clumsily sat herself down with her cock involuntarily filled out and Liara staring, enraptured. Benezia could only imagine the thoughts running through her head as they locked eyes, but it hardly mattered to her. She offered only a slow smile as she ran hands along the outlines of her broad, child-bearing hips, indicating exactly what she wanted the woman to focus on.
Shepard did. It was a primal instinct to her, and she clearly recognized breeding-hips when she saw them. She stared as the older asari traced her hips with her hands and swept up along her pronounced hourglass figure, highlighting the difference between the narrowness of her waist and the curves around it - the deep valleys and high peaks. Eyes stared without understanding as the Matriarch ran fingers along the tight, clean seams of her dress, and pulled at sections with the utmost grace.
Understanding was slow to come, and that was fine. Benezia simply hummed as she began to peel her dress away from a blue body, revealing the deep ocean shade of her skin and the sheer softness of it - all visible even at a glance. She had the refinement and shape of a proper asari in her elder years, and adulthood led to a perfect figure people salivated over - and Shepard was little different.
Her striptease was a proper one: slow and sensuous, she gently pulled her clothing off a section at a time, allowing green eyes to feast on the revealed swathes of blue before moving on. The deepness of her cleavage was laid bare in just a few moments of gentle pulling, and she saw lips part at the sight of it. Blue titflesh jiggled as upper slopes of perfectly rounded skin was revealed, and pupils dilated visibly as the simple applications of strength had them wobble. Her chest was big, heavy, and full, and Shepard clearly realized ten moments too late just how big it really was.
Eyes went totally wide as she took in the sheer size and scope of them a moment later, once clinging fabric was pulled aside. Two massive, fleshy mounds of breast flesh as big as her head, easy E-cups by the human baseline - large, heavy things that visibly weighed against her chest in the most delicious of ways. She knew how lust-worthy her chest was, and she took pleasure in seeing the reaction come out of a human.
Shepard continued to stare as she sensually brought her dress down around her hips and over her legs, baring the fullness of her curves from top to bottom -the sweep of her naked waist, the softness of her blue stomach, the width of her hips and the squishiness of her thighs. Shepard was glued to all of it, but she appeared stunned that the Matriarch so teasingly disrobed in front of her. She was looking the gift in the mouth, so to speak, and hesitated even as she ogled.
"What-" she started hoarsely, then looked over at Liara. "What the heck is going on?"
Liara sat diligently and looked like she was in school taking notes - a strange thing to be sure, especially when her eyes were glued to Shepard. "I'm learning."
Shepard sputtered. "Huh?"
Benezia dropped all of her clothing to the ground. Smirking, she flicked her lips up and stepped forward with a sweep of her hips, showing off their width and size for Shepherd's benefit. The redhead stared with something like shock, clearly not knowing what to do or where to be looking, and the asari took full advantage of that as she moved to stand right in front of her. Hips swung every step of the way, and eyes followed them like a pendulum - back and forth, back and forth.
Shepard stared, and Benezia stared back. Smirking, the older asari let the redhead fidget there in front of her for a long moment, forcing her to try and avert her gaze over and over and keep on flicking right back to stare. She struggled with it, and the Matriarch was pleased to know that even humans were susceptible to her womanly charms - just like every other species.
“Shepard,” she drawled, and the redhead squeaked. “What is it that you like about my body?”
“I - you’re my girlfriend’s mother, ma’am,” was her diplomatic response, and her gaze averted politely.
Benezia smirked. “How about: what do you think you would like about my body? Hypothetically speaking.”
Shepard swallowed hard. “I’m not really one for hypotheticals, Ma’am.”
At that, she rolled her eyes. “Answer the question, Shepard.”
Shepard looked over at Liara. “I don’t think I should, with all due respect.”
“Don’t look at her, look at me.”
Shepard looked back and fidgeted awkwardly
“Hands on my body, Shepard,” she demanded, and Shepard licked her lips. She looked like she was carefully considering the demand and trying to figure out what to say, and only decided to speak after a long moment of pause and a tiny, quiet nod from Liara herself. Swallowing, Shepard did exactly that. She hesitantly put hands on her skin and squeezed her waist, to the sound of Beneiza’s purring.
“Tell me,” Benezia demanded again, and Shepard acquiesced.
“You are… very attractive,” Shepard admitted in a low, breathy tone. Her hands squeezed her waist, then slowly drifted upward - but it was soft, tentative, and awkward. “Your body is… it’s amazing.”
“Just amazing?”
“You’ve got the hottest body I’ve ever seen,” the redhead told her, eyes now unabashedly staring at the curves of her chest and the width of her hips. She trailed over the wide berths softly, and carefully bit her lip the entire time. “Every inch of you is just… just perfect. So… thick, so wide, so big.” She released a soft, breathy laugh. “You would have been my perfect fantasy as a teenager; a busty, voluptuous older woman…”
Benezia listened to her speak, considered her words, then scoffed. “You are predictable, Shepard.”
Shepard blinked at her. Her hands faltered against her hips, but then slowly rose up again to caress the sweeping flanks of her hourglass body. “Well… I did say would have been.”
“You think the tense matters?”
“Yes.”
Benezia allowed herself to smirk. She waited as Shepard slowly caressed her body, moving from lush hips to narrow waist and up to fat, heavy breasts, then watched her tenderly cup them - before quickly cutting it off with a laugh. “Sit, Shepard.”
Shepard blinked. Hesitantly, her hands left Benezia’s body and she shifted backward, moving to sit down on the bed. She did so awkwardly, clearly unsure of herself and her position on Liara’s bed, but that was just fine with the Matriarch. She only needed her to sit, not to like it; enjoyment would come soon enough.
Smoothly, she began to drop to her knees right there in front of Shepard, and eyes went wide all over again. “I’m going to touch you in depth, now. Do you understand?”
“Nope,” Shepard replied, eyes wide.
Benezia spoke right over her. “Is that okay?”
“Uh…” She cleared her throat. “Y-yeah?”
Maybe she did not understand what Benezia meant or what she wanted, but it did not matter what she thought. The asari dropped down with practiced grace and settled on her cushiony thighs all too well, then, with a smirk, took in the size of the cock in front of her. It was rather large, and she wasn’t afraid to admit that much - not that she said a single word as she grasped it, fingers wrapping securely around the significant girth and gently squeezing. She pulled, letting the skin of the shaft ripple, and watched the redhead’s fidgeting reactions.
She clearly had no understanding of what was happening, and that suited Benezia just fine. She leaned in to it without saying a single word, and she leaned in toward it without making a sound. She got in close without shame and brought her mouth into line with the big, heavy dick, and breathed out softly against it. She drew out a shudder from Shepard and a twitch from her shaft, but her hand kept it firmly pinned in place; the meaty underside on full display to her eyes, all of it free for her to work upon.
Shepard might not have known what she was doing, but she did. She knew very well what she planned for, and she leaned in quickly. Her mouth opened, parted, and her tongue slipped out. She waited just long enough for Shepard to take in just how long it was, then very calmly and very, very simple leaned in and let it touch down against the pronounced balls that the human bore at the base of her cock - a rather impressive and weighty pair of rounded orbs contained in the same skin as the rest of her, to the asari’s surprise.
Shepard gasped as the tongue touched down against her balls, and her fingers quickly curled into the bed. She clearly felt nothing but surprise, whereas Benezia let out a little happy noise. Her balls were oddly smooth in texture and soft to the touch, which was a noticeable difference from other species - and that was something she was happy with. It made it easy for her tongue to stretch out against it, the flat of it working across the midsection, and from there she was able to rather easily swipe her tongue up. She rolled it over the rolling swells of her balls, up along the meaty underside of her dick, and up across the many girthy inches.
Shepard gasped, as if totally surprised by what was happening. It was an amusing reaction, but not one that bothered Benezia in the slightest. She very happily and very smoothly twisted her tongue around the head of the girthy cock, showing off her sheer flexibility and dexterity to the human woman, then dragged it down in a lapping lick. She caressed the hardness from the side down, making sure to run the flat of it against the hardness. She moved all the way to the base of it with her hot tongue licking, then curled against the smoothness of the balls beneath - gently lapping at them, caressing the clearly swollen curves with eager flicks.
Kissing, Benezia ran her mouth along the swollen flanks of her balls, pressing kiss after kiss that dribbled wet, clinging heat. Her tongue lapped out in the moments between, drawing up and across smooth flesh, leaving it all dribbling with wetness. It slurped messily until her balls were thoroughly coated, and only then did the asari move up to apply the length of her tongue elsewhere. She got in close and nuzzled into the hardness, almost worshipping the meaty length - almost.
Shepard mewled. It was a brief sound, and one that was just as much surprise as pleasure.T hey were, naturally, forgotten by Benezia as she applied the wet length of her tongue across the cock, licking her way back up diligently. Her pace was slow and rolling, and with her hand wrapped around it, she took her time. There was no need to rush, and she freely ran her tongue against the meaty side of the rather impressive cock, dragging to make it flutter and then squeezing with her fingers to make it pulsate. It reacted in all the ways she expected it to, and she took solidarity in that fact.
She was good at her blowjobs, and even as Shepard directed her shocked eyes at her, she eagerly ran her tongue down the throbbing pillar. She lapped at the many engorged inches with the softness of her tongue, then squeezed with her hand to angle it off to the side and offer up a meaty flank in full to her lips; she wrapped the pouty muscles around it in a heartbeat, coaxing up the hardness between the cushiony masses and pulling in a warm kiss. As Shepard let out a little grunt she pressed up in a series of hot kisses, letting her parted lips bathe it in heat.
She kissed under the head as the redhead jerked her hips, then smirked into the bulbous mass. Her tongue traced out in the next moment, sweeping across the rubbery crown, then dragging back down the vascular underside to caress it in full. She stopped halfway down so her hand could adjust and twist, and she pushed it into a new position for her lips to clamp down upon and suckle firmly. She did it all to the sound of the redhead's little grunts and sharp intakes of air, all of it spurred on by utter shock; and Benezia enjoyed that just as much as she mocked it.
Naturally, none of it affected her. She swept in, kissing her hardness with her soft, pouty lips, and went down. Her mouth closed around her balls to suckle at sections of smooth flesh, and she worked it happily for once; it was a great deal easier than the armoured sacks of other races. She adapted smoothly, putting centuries of experience in the subject matter to good use, and drew out cute reactions from the proper and athletic woman - and then rose up with hot kisses, planting them across the throbbing girth with no small hint of lust.
Shepard said nothing through it all, clearly too surprised to bother. She bit her lip and stared down with shock as her girlfriend's mother went down on her, and that was where it was left as Benezia lapped her way up a throbbing flank and toward a bulbous head. She slurped with her tongue lashing, and the flicking sent saliva rolling down - which was exactly what the blue-skinned woman wanted. She made the cock nice and wet with each lap of her tongue and kiss of her lips, and as she steadily moved back up to the tip, she admired the way her clenching fingers grew slick.
Sufficiently content with her work, she moved on to the next stage. She wrapped her hot lips around the crown, securing the soft, cushiony masses against it until they were nice and snug. As wet heat bathed the head, Shepard gasped loudly - and Benezia, not caring, pushed herself down from there. She made it seem easy as she went down on the impressive pillar of a cock, her soft, pillowy mouth rolling down every inch of the way. They slipped over it like silk, caressing the throbbing cockmeat with a sensation the woman clearly rarely felt, and the asari was gratified in turn to feel the sheer size of the meat throbbing against her tongue.
She rolled down, lips grinding softly, and tugged on the stiff cock. her hand squeezed and held it steady as her head descended, and it was almost as if she was feeding it into her own drooling mouth by the inch - and by the inch it disappeared inside, inches rolling across her soft, fluttering tongue, weighing it down by sheer size. The heft of it was not insignificant, but Beneiza had taken much larger things before - it wasn't hard for her to take a dick like the human's, even if it was admittedly impressive.
"Fuck," Shepard hissed, some sort of curse in her own tongue - what it meant, Benezia did not know and did not care. Expletives were not part of her vocabulary, and it was ignored as thoroughly as everything else as she swallowed up hard dickmeat by the inch, pulling it into her hot mouth with determination. It practically glided inside, disappearing into her mouth to the shock of both other women, and lips held fast the entire time. Suitably embraced in the snug seal, Benezia went down further, letting the head bash against the entrance of her throat.
She went down further still, to Shepard's clear shock. She let it hit her throat and then entered it as if it was nothing at all, and the woman stared in total surprise as her dick was wrapped up in the soft tightness of her throat itself - inches of turgid dickmeat embraced by the tunnel in full. She didn't hesitate as she descended, and only fed more and more hard cock into her mouth until her hand fed the shaft and went flat against the hard abs above. She took all of it inside of her with little more than a gurgle, and did it so fast that the woman was clearly blindsided.
"Fuck," she swore again, but Benezia only flicked eyes up to look critically at her. The rest of her remained firmly lodged down, and she kept the dick so far into her throat that it bulged from the weight of it - and she held herself there for many long moments, making no single effort to move and even less of an effort to communicate with the others. She very simply and very lustful bathed the cock in the lush heat of her esophagus, and did so for as long as her breath would last her - which was a considerable while.
"Wow," Liara murmured.
Benezia hummed around the throat-filling cock, and Shepard grunted. She held herself there for a long, long moment, lingering on purpose, letting it all stew in the lush heat coming from her throat. Walls started to clench around it, gently squeezing and pulling, but there was no hurry in her - not yet. She held down until soft gurgles left her, and only shuffled when a sticky popping rang out from between her lips. Not a hint of saliva seeped from her tightly-clamped lips, however, and that was just how she liked it.
From there, she very slowly began to rise. She made sure her lips were firmly around it every inch of the way, and she slowly dragged them across the meaty pillar to really stroke the wetness into its pale flesh. Sticky pops and sloppy-sounding gurgles filled the air as cock was revealed between her lips, and all of it was thoroughly soaked in saliva. It poured down in thick waves and fat droplets, and as her hand swept back up to grab it, she relished the squelching noise it caused.
She lifted herself up to the tip, and placed a single kiss upon it. As Shepard hissed, Benezia resumed the stroking of her cock and lathered saliva into the thick mast to the sloppy sounds of churning fluids. It was nice and wet, which was just what she wanted. Content with her handiwork, she pulled back entirely, leaving the cock to stand free at its own attention, and wiped away the saliva staining her lips. As Shepard watched with wide eyes and Liara stared with rapt attention from nearby, Benezia reached down, grabbed her breasts by their undersides, and hefted them up.
Shepard swallowed visibly hard as the older asari brought her tits up and into line with the thickness of the cock in front of her. The flesh was so significant it pooled out around her palms and dipped down under its sheer weight, and that seemed to please the human just as much as it all shocked her. Benezia took it all in as she hefted them up and quickly wrapped them around the big, meaty dick, folding it up with the softness in less than a second. It was easy for her; her tits were so big that they covered it almost in full.
The redhead looked to be in total shock, and nothing but a groan left her lips. Her reactions were almost disappointingly typical, and they made her roll her eyes. They did not deter her from her work, however, and she moved her hands along to grab her tits more sufficiently, and with a squeeze, applied pressure to the dick lodged between them. Another groan left soft lips at the touch, and Benezia hummed to feel the shaft throb in her cleavage. Blue skin bulged out between her fingers as she grasped firmly, and then made sure to press it all in close enough that the blue was squishing against itself.
Without delay and without wasting a single second, she carefully, slowly hiked her breasts up the meaty pillar, using the supreme control of her hands to effortlessly drag velvety skin along it. It was an easy thing for her, even with the weight of her breasts; they were heavy and full, but she'd done it all so many times that it was as easy as breathing. The way the cock was so lubed up meant that it all glided through her cleavage like a skater on ice, and utterly effortless sliding that was sure to heighten the human's pleasure and make her know just how superior asari were at lovemaking.
Shepard, predictably, groaned. "Shit," she swore, and her brow furrowed down in surprise at the sensation assaulting her cock - and Benezia drank up those reactions as she brought her tits up the lofty pillar of cockmeat, pulling on the flesh with her soft tits and wrapping it up nicely. She applied pressure to her bulging slopes and made the dick throb between the slopes, and the sound of gratifying pleasure rose from human lips. She pulled, bringing her tits up a little bit more, then reversed course to send them sliding down.
It was all easy, all effortless. She made it clear in just a few seconds as to how easy it was for her to move her tits and fuck a cock in her cleavage, and she made sure both Shepard and Liara knew that, too. They needed to learn, and that was exactly what she did as she brought her tits down with a soft jiggling of the upper slopes. They thumped into her lap and squished there, holding steady and keeping the cock firmly lodged within her cleavage. The saliva was allowed to soak into the flesh, leaving it slicker with each passing moment.
She slowly pulled on the dick as she hefted her tits up again, and stroked it with the lushness of her cleavage. Skin rubbed and grinded against the throbbing flanks, much to Shepard’s groaning enjoyment. The dick pulsated against her cleavage, and Benezia replied by squishing it between them with a firm application of strength, causing skin to bulge out against her hands and through her fingers, and squeezed firmly from there. She trapped the cock between both luscious tits and held it there, and as saliva drooled down over the cock, she smirked.
She brought her breasts right back up with an easy bobbing of her hands, carrying the heavy flesh along the hardness. The weights were easily managed by her hands, and with palms effortlessly cupping the undersides, they glided up along the big, heavy prick. Shepard gasped, eyes wincing, as her dick was massaged in a slick, syrupy cleavage, all the saliva rolling and squishing against the cock as she moved. Tits rolled as Benezia hefted them up, and then, again, brought them down, smooth and even.
Her pace was not rushed; she knew there was no need to be. It was easy for her, and Shepard seemed perfectly surprised by what was happening. Benezia calmly brought her two large breasts along it, stroking it with the softness of her cleavage, and stroking saliva into the pulsating hardness. She pulled, allowing blue flesh to wobble, and dug her fingers into her own gravid flanks to make it all bulge out pleasantly. Soft skin rubbed, and the redhead gasped as the head of her cock was enfolded in smooth skin.
Benezia brought them right back down, and the soft, squishy blue flesh thumped into her lap. It pooled there like the softest of dough, squishing down just perfectly, and Shepard gasped throatily - and then even more so as the asari leaned in to the dick and kissed at the heavy head, using her soft, luscious lips to dote on it. The dick trembled at her touch, and she kissed it hotly for a second time before drawing her breasts right back up. Flesh squished as it stroked the shaft from base to tip, easily covering a broad swathe of it in a simple bounce, to the redhead’s groaning delight.
She brought them right back down again, caressing the cock with their heavenly softness. They squished against the meaty hardness as she pulled and hefted, and the saliva inside all squelched messily. It drooled down onto Shepard’s pelvis as they smooshed in against the base of the shaft, and while blue skin moulded to her, Benezia’s hot mouth leaned in to kiss the meaty underside of the cock poking out from between her cleavage.
Her tongue dragged along the underside of the cock and ran underneath the heavy head for a few moments, while hands kept her breasts pooled in her pelvis - so much heavy flesh that it all rolled like dough. Up and down, breasts rising and falling, pooling softly in a chiseled lap and then reaching up to wrap up a throbbing tip. She stroked the meaty pillar of cockmeat with her soft cleavage, and squished against it from all sides all at once - thoroughly wrapping it up, making sure that the silky skin was always rubbing.
“Do you like that?” She purred up at her, watching Shepard’s face very intently. Her hands kept the cock wrapped up in the heavenly softness of her tits and dragged it along at the same slow, rolling pace, carefully teasing the woman on. “Enjoying yourself?”
“Y-yeah,” Shepard stammered, her voice thick. It was hardly the confidence that Benezia expected, but she let it slide - just as she slid her tits up along the meaty pillar, wrapping it all up in the fluffy smoothness of her breasts and bathing it in the slick heat of her wet, sticky cleavage.
“Good,” she hummed, lashes fluttering. “Now, call me names.”
“I - what?” Shepard frowned, then grunted as her cock was licked by the older asari. “Sorry?”
“Call me names,” Benezia repeated. “Be firm, be mean. Call me names.”
“Y-you -” Shepard awkwardly flushed and looked over at Liara, then back again. “Uh - alright, uhm, s-slut…?”
She rolled her eyes. “That is exceedingly pathetic.”
Shepard bit her lip. Her strangely red eyebrows furrowed as her dick was stroked by the softness of her breasts, all of which squished against the hardness at each bounce. They wobbled up along it as they were hefted up toward the bulbous tip, and then squeezed in to soak the pulsating meat with sticky drool - then dragged back down again with such slow intensity that all of that stickiness was sent bubbling up between the soft seal of blue skin, washing up like sea-foam.
“T-that’s really good, s-slut,” Shepard repeated, clearly trying at the very minimum. “S-stroke my cock with those fat tits, you MILF whore.”
Benezia just stared at her, showing how unimpressed she was. She did not blink for a single moment even as she hefted up her massive tits along the cock, dragging them along with a slow rolling sensation that allowed Shepard to really feel the silky softness. She pulled, lathering saliva into the shaft, and brought them down; then, mouth leaning in, she lapped at the exposed upper inches, the few meaty bits that poked free of the luscious slopes, tasting it and the slickness eagerly. She pulled, flat of her tongue rolling smoothly, then slurped it all up into her mouth without breaking eye-contact.
Shepard gnawed on her bottom lip. “Y-you’re such a slut, aren’t you? I’ve never seen anyone m-move their tits like that, whore; you must have years of experience -”
“Okay,” she said bluntly, “that is terrible, Shepard. You really need to work on that.”
Shepard flushed. “I don’t really, uh, do that -”
“Work. On. That.” Her words were final and authoritative, and that was where she left it as she brought her tits along, expertly squishing her cleavage in against her and burying the shaft between both heavy slopes. As flesh pushed in from all sides, her mouth kissed at the upper inches as they pierced on through. She caressed it with soft lips and pulled with her hot tongue, and as saliva rolled down, her hands squeezed with pressure and dragged with force, bringing titflesh right back up.
Shepard grunted and moaned as her cock was stroked by tits from every single side all at once, all of it stroked and caressed by the bouncing softness. Hands guided them up and down, massaging the pillowy flesh against her again and again, and applied the use of her tongue whenever the white flesh poked free of her blue skin. She lapped at it as doughy skin pooled in against her pelvis, then brought right back up with a wet squelching of saliva. Slick liquid bubbled up from the top and started to glaze the peaks of her tits, making them shine nicely.
She sucked on the tip as it poked free, lips wrapping around it and tugging firmly; she slurped at it for a long moment before letting it bounce back down, and then, again, used her tongue. She lapped at the meaty underside, pulling with the flat of her tongue, then rubbed along. Saliva drooled down and between her cleavage, adding to the damp heat that coated the cock. It all bubbled up from the top, just as the cock pushed up to tower free - and was subsequently lapped up by her tongue.
Benezia stared up as she sent tits dragging along, smoothly manhandling the large, fat orbs of flesh along it. She stroked it with the fullness of her breasts, making sure to rub every throbbing inch with the silky smoothness, and squeezed down to apply pressure at periodic points. Flesh rippled and wobbled with each shove and pull, and then had it all thumping down with a smoothness that drew out lustful groans from Shepard - more groans, more frequent, all heady.
Liara was practically on the edge of her seat, which was a stark and amusing contrast to Benezia. Her daughter watched it all with eyes wide, and her hands twitched as if she wanted to take notes on it all - detailed, steady notes. It brought a smile to the Matriarch’s lips, and it was all exactly what she wanted; so, happily, she continued to put on a show, dragging soft, pillowy blue tits along the throbbing hardness, steadily and slowly fucking Shepard’s cock with the both of them.
“F-fuck,” Shepard swore at length, her teeth biting down on her lower lip harder than she’d shown Benezia and her eyes wincing shut. “That’s - I think I’m about to cum, Matr-”
Immediately, instantly, Benezia stopped. She released the tight hold of her tits and sent them sloping off to the sides, and the cock bounced free. Shepard gasped as her slick, saliva-stained cock was left without the soft touch of titflesh, and she appeared a little overwhelmed by the sudden change in stimulation. The asari, however, pulled away without a care in the world for what the human felt, and settled back onto her haunches to direct a calm glare at her.
“If you cum too soon, I’ll have you removed from the premises.” Her voice was blunt, firm, and without leniency. Shepard snorted in confusion while Liara gasped from nearby as if scandalized, but the Matriarch only stood up from her sitting position and got to her feet. Her tits wobbled from the suddenness of it, and their slopes were stained with saliva and drool: thick quantities that rolled down in a manner similar to icing, creating a lewd sight that laid in perfect contrast to her stately demeanour.
“You wouldn’t!” Liara gasped, and Benezia rolled her eyes as she spoke directly to Shepard.
“I would.”
Shepard seemed to understand she was telling the truth, for she sat there as still as the grave. They stared at one another for a long, long moment, and it was only broken when Benezia smirked.
“Time for you to earn your keep,” she said somewhat wryly, then flicked a long finger down her body. “Get to work, Shepard.”
She pointed directly at the exposed lips of her pussy, and Shepard blinked. She blinked down, blinked up, sought confirmation, and got it when the asari raised her brow - and the human made a little noise like a sigh. Not disappointment, though, and she, with surprising precision and maneuverability despite her rock-hard and saliva-dripping dick, adjusted her stance to lean forward. She did not even need to be prompted into it, and reached out to grab Benezia’s impressively wide hips to steady herself; not asking permission for it, which she considered a very good thing.
Shepard’s fingers dug into the squishy flesh of her hips as she brought herself into line with asari pussy, and from there, without even needing to be properly prompted, lowered herself; she got right into it in just a single moment, and whether or not it was her arousal spurring her on to commit lewdness or if she understood authority, but Benezia was not waiting to find out. Her hand reached forward to cup her head, fully expecting to grab hold of stiff tendrils and use them to steady herself; only, there were none. It was just hair.
Silky, shaggy red hair, which was odd for Benezia to run her hands through. Frowning, she had to adjust as Shepard leaned in close, her head burying itself between her thighs without a hint of hesitation and only showing genuine familiarity with what she was doing. Her face descended and moved straight in without a hint of difficulty, and cheeks brushed soft thighs in an instant as she buried herself there. A hot puff of breath washed against exposed folds, and a shudder ran through the buxom asari.
Her fingers awkwardly ran through red hair that had the texture of silky strands while a mouth, suddenly, pressed in against her. She moved exactly like she knew what she was doing, and it was made true when the woman oh-so-deftly moved straight up her lower petals and pressed a kiss there without shame or hesitation; a smooth downward press that made Benezia sigh softly. She kissed her core with a gentle touch of her lips, then slipped up to re-adjust and went straight for her clit - something that the asari was gently surprised for.
It was gratifying when soft lips kissed down against it, and she let out a soft, mewling breath. She was surprised by it, and the touch hit her out of left field - but it was very much appreciated when Shepard kissed down again, just a little bit harder. It was as if she knew how to do it and where to put her attention, and Benezia could only realize that the difference in biology wasn’t all that big for such diligence; and it was supremely enjoyable when Shepard applied her wet mouth to her clit, as if knowing exactly how to go for it.
“At least you know something,” Benezia said breathily, fingers awkwardly running through red hair. She was not sure how to grab it or how to grip it, and for a strange moment, she just found herself raking fingers through the red while Shepard pressed into the crook of her thigh and suckled gently on the fleshiness of her clit. She knew what she was doing as she pulled firmly, showing just the right amount of pressure to make Benezia bite her lower lip, and she indulged in that pleasure for a long moment.
It was all oddly gratifying, and she was surprised by that. She sighed as the red-haired woman kissed at her clit before pulling away softly, then kissed her way down her soft, puffy folds, worshipping them as thoroughly as Benezia had worshipped her cock. It was a smooth, tender touching, and the rubbing of lips was nice and gratifying. She enjoyed the way that Shepard kissed down firmly, and liked even more how she pulled back with petals tugged between her lips and suckled upon neatly from there.
Her fingers curled, and Benezia wormed them through the red. She hooked into it all of a sudden, and then tugged them up into her hand smoothly; smirking, she took hold of the silky hair and grabbed onto it like a leash, and made use of it as a handhold to tug Shepard in closer. She was delighted to find how effective it was when the woman squeaked and buried her head between lush thighs, urged in easily.
“Huh,” she hummed smugly. “I guess all this hair is good for something.”
Shepard squeaked, but continued to run her mouth against her core without shame. Her lips kissed against smooth cunt lips, worshipping the tender blue, then leaning in further to nuzzle down. Her lips closed around her clit and suckled firmly, drawing out another gasp from Benezia’s lips. Her fingers closed tight around her hair and used the convenient handhold to shove her in deeper, and she made sure to smoosh her face in as closely as she could - and was rewarded by the sloppy suckling that brought her spine-tingling gratification.
Her mouth kissed at her core diligently and firmly, and she suckled on puffy outer folds with surprising skill. Shepard ran her lips against it gently, rubbing softly, then parted her mouth to breathe softly against her. The warm puff of air sent her shivering, and she groaned with soft pleasure at the touch. A tongue lapped out in the next moment, drawing across the length of her slit tenderly, working at the blue skin with a tentative edge - then moving in a little harder in the next moment.
“At least you seem to know what you’re doing,” Benezia husked, and pulled firmly on her hair. “And with such a convenient handhold, too…”
She pulled on her hair, and Shepard adjusted easily. Her mouth kissed her slit and her tongue lapped out smoothly, drawing across the soft blue colour with a hint of eagerness that quickly built up. Very quickly, she sent her tongue dragging along, running over the outer lips then down along the smooth petals within, showing a hint of lust in it. She drew it up to her clit, then circled the tip along the fleshy hood of her clit; flicking it, she drew out another little mewling noise, then pressed her mouth in with a wet kiss.
Shepard didn’t seem bothered by any of it, even the hair pulling. She might even have been used to it, in a strange sort of way; and she readily ran her tongue against her flushed folds, licking upward then diving down to swirl the tip of her into the spongy lining of her snatch. She dug in and lapped at her, swirling gently and pressing in to the sounds of sticky noises, and rather skillfully worked at her core. She knew exactly what she was doing and how to do it, and with her tongue starting up into rigorous action, she drew out another moan from Benezia.
“That’s it, Shepard,” she husked gently, fingers scratching at her scalp. “Use that human tongue of yours.”
Her words didn’t seem to have much effect as Shepard continued to do exactly what she was doing; her hands gripping the width of her hips very smoothly, fingers digging into the perfectly squeezable swells, and her mouth messily making out with her core. Her lips kissed and suckled, and when she pulled on her clit with a wet noise, Benezia groaned. Her tongue ran down and around just a moment afterward, smoothly lapping at the inner pink of her deepest folds and gently teasing out the entrance of her tunnel before drifting back again.
Her tongue moved across her wettening cunt, easily running across the spongy petals to collect natural wetness. She drew it up into her mouth as she lapped at her core, using her surprisingly skilled tongue to trace along the outer folds and down across the inner pink. She moved across pink and blue with the same sort of vigour, and she rather happily went at it. She lapped and licked while mapping out the full extent of her asari pussy, and she did so with ever-increasing vigour.
Benezia did not even have to grab hold of her hair and tug her inward, because Shepard did all the work herself as she laid into her cunt with increasing fervour. She lapped, licked, and pressed in, suckling on flesh and pulling them between her lips, then drew back with sticky pops to do it all over again. She only pulled on her hair to do it, to show off her dominance, and made sure not to give Shepard a single moment to draw back or breath. She kept her firmly pinned in place, and the redhead rather happily used it to deepen her tongue-action and almost greedily ate her out.
The asari gasped happily as the human woman worked at her cunt with broad flicks of her tongue and eager pulls of her lips, using both to suckle and slurp wetly. She sucked and pulled, then drew back to nuzzle in and deepen it. Her jaw moved as she suckled on her pussy, and she leaned in as she ravenously, almost too-hungrily, ate her out. She showed a shocking level of skill in it, with her tongue moving around in powerful arcs of flexible motion, drawing patterns and leaving marks, then tugging backward to do it again and again.
Soft kisses left her groaning, and hot rubs of her tongue left her sighing. Her tongue lapped at the wetness of her folds, then dug in to draw along and trace out patterns into the puffy mass. She pushed into lower lips and across pink, marking them up with flexible twists, then leaned in for another suckling touch. She pulled at her wet folds, drawing them up between her lips and applying gratifying amounts of pressure to them; that had broad hips rolling forward in a buck and a desperate grunt leaving her mouth.
In turn, hands squeezed down on her hips as if to hold her steady, and Benezia huffed. She gnawed on her lower lip as pleasure surged through her core, and she grunted as Shepard kept on eating her out - harder and harder with each passing moment, driving in to lick and lap and suckle. She drew patterns against soft folds before nuzzling in and rapidly eating her out with movements of her jaw and swirls of her tongue, using skills that Benezia honestly did not expect It was all unexpected, and it left her grunting and groaning just a little bit more with each passing moment.
“I’m surprised,” she groaned under her breath, “that you know what you’re doing, human…”
Soft sighs left her mouth as Shepard went at her, eating her out eagerly. She didn’t pause, didn’t slow, and ran her tongue along her smooth snatch while working her lips in against it in plucking, steamy kisses, then worshipping her clit with tender touches and firm, eye-watering suckles. She groaned to feel the women so eagerly working at her, and her hips bucked against her face; but hands on her hips were as firm as hers in her hair, somehow matching one another beat-for-beat.
She bit her lip and watched as Shepard buried her face in neatly and ate away at her cunt, slurping, suckling, and tugging, lips closing around choice secretions to slurp messily and then dragging back to do it again. Her tongue rolled in against the wetness of her folds and then lapped backward with sticky sounds, which was accompanied by hot presses of her lips. She traced, probed, and licked the inner folds and petals, lavishing every single one with her hot attention.
Shepard lapped, licked, and pulled messily, running her tongue across the soft petals and squishy folds, then kissed at her clit oh-so-firmly. She pulled back and drew away, mouth suckling, then wetly popped off to eagerly make out with her sodden core. Her tongue moved in endless arcs of slurping motion, and Benezia felt like her core was almost molten; she got wetter and thicker by the moment, her insides twisting pleasurable and her chest soaring with warmth. She gasped a little bit more and curled her fingers into red hair, riding the strange high that came with having a new species eating her out so thoroughly.
“N-not - not bad,” she groaned out softly, her measured voice slowly becoming unmeasured as a hot pink tongue lapped at her core and worked her insides into an almost furious knot.
She was surprised at her skill, and the way she kept going at her was groan-inducing. She moaned out as she pleasurably worked at her core, lapping and licking, slurping wetly and jamming her mouth into her, then drawing back with a wet noise. She worked at her with passion, showing earnestness in it. It wasn't a difficulty for her, and she was unperturbed by the way her hair was pulled. She just kept going, and she loved it.
She was just as surprised when that heat kept building and that pleasure kept mounting. She was being eaten out to an orgasm right then and there, and she lavished in that feeling for as long as she could before the pressure became significant - too significant. The last thing she wanted was to cum there with Shepard eating her out and her daughter watching, and especially not before the fun really got started. With Liara staring, she pulled on the human's hair, forcing her head away for the first time, and glared.
"That's enough," she commanded, and admired the shiny mess on Shepard's lips. Running her tongue over her own, she breathed in deeply. "Now, get on the bed and lay on your back."
Shepard didn't exactly rush to do it, but she moved fast enough. The human moved back, fell onto the bed, and moved to lay flat upon it. Her cock stood tall and proud, standing at attention, wet and ready for attention. Benezia crawled up onto the bed at a much more leisurely pace and rose up, standing over Shepard for a long moment. She stared down as if to cement her authority, then turned around and faced away. She quickly straddled her from there, dropping down to surround her hips with her thick, womanly thighs, and grabbed her dick.
Mounting her reverse-style, she took the cock and brought it forward. Her ass was presented toward Shepard in full, allowing her to see the full meatiness of it for the first time: a round mass of flesh that jutted out as far as her ass and was just as significantly heavy, a perfect display of two blue hemispheres of assflesh that were perfect for groping and hammering into. She heard Shepard swear and Liara breath softly, and used that as background noise for her to guide her dick forward and against her well-prepared and wet cunt.
Shepard gasped at her touch, but Benezia did not hesitate. She dropped down slowly upon the shaft she had trapped between her fingers and slowly, carefully impaled herself upon it, letting the head jam into her tight, well-prepared cunt folds, and up into the textured length of her snatch beyond. She dove down upon it with a drop, and the first little bit was snugly fitted inside her tunnel in a heartbeat. The sounds grew louder from there, but the asari only hummed throatily at the feeling of hardness and pushed backward.
Straddled reverse-cowgirl, Shepard was left to watch as Benezia's sinfully wide hips descended upon her. She settled into her lap slowly as she guided the cock into her and fed it into her sopping depths, letting the first inch slowly, easily fill her out. Walls swelled in instant accommodation, showing the range of motion of an asari's snatch: all soft, pliable walls like elastics, and squishy blue membranes that were designed to take any cock of any size of any species - the perfect sheath to be buried inside.
Judging by Shepard's groans, it was her first and she was loving it. She made a noise as her cock was pushed up into her by the inch, filling her up slowly and gradually. Walls stretched out around her as she went down onto it, and her hand eagerly held it in place for her to dive down upon. She fed it into her, and her pussy swelled happily to have the hardness pushing into her; bit by bit, slowly and gently, easing her way onto it. Not because she needed to, not because of any difficulty, but very simply so that she could overstimulate Shepard.
She felt the woman groan behind her just as much as she heard her, and smirked to know her superiority. She pressed back, her ass falling steadily and hips working backwardly, as she took the cock into her. Delicious hardness filled her up by the inch, taking the measure of her cunt and making it all swell nicely around it. The Matriarch was so wet and Shepard so lubed it was all easy, a simple downward press that was all slurping liquids and squelching fluids and little more - no difficulty, just slick ease.
"Not a bad cock," she commented, flicking her eyes over her shoulder to watch Shepard.
"Fuck," Shepard grunted, hands reaching forward.
Benezia was, quite suddenly, rewarded with a smack to her ass - a gentle swat and not much more, a clapping of a palm and then a hard palm running over it, and she cooed in delight. She hadn't expected something so bold, and feeling the flesh clap because of a smack was nice. She purred receptively and looked back over her shoulder, only to feel Shepard's hands grope her ass; cradling it, smoothly capturing it, fingers moving in tightly and her palms moulding to the soft flesh.
She groped it gently, kneading it oh-so-softly, working the pliable flesh around in her hands. She pushed fingers in to make blue skin bulge, then pressed in with her palms to roll it like soft dough; not too hard, not too soft, just a bit of both. It was almost like she was giving her a massage, and Benezia was impressed at her initiative for once - really the first bit of it so far. It was something she approved of, and looked back firmly to show that approval on her face.
"Good girl," she purred at her. "You, at least, know what to do to a woman."
She licked her lips as Shepard swore and watched her cock be gobbled up by soft flesh, and Benezia quickly returned to doing the exact same thing. It was with modest fascination that she stared at the cock sinking into her tight cleft so slowly, and her brain indulged in the sight of the white pillar pushing through blue outer lips and into the pink beyond. Inch by inch, bit by bit, it all sank into her, fed by her hand until her hand had to retreat, and she groaned happily for it. Hips descended at an almost greedy pace, and it was met by the hands cupping her ass and squeezing oh-so-gently.
“You feel amazing,” Shepard groaned as Benezia took the cock into her, and she bit her lip happily. She squeezed her ass powerfully, bending the flesh around in her calloused fingers as she fought off the pleasures coursing through her, and Benezia enjoyed it.
“I know,” Benezia laughed, and her body pushed back steadily. She gobbled up inches of rock-hard cockmeat, and enjoyed each bit of human dick that filled her. It felt considerably better than she expected, and that pleasure welled up inside of her as she took it in all the way to the hilt; steadying herself softly, letting her hips fall and her ass fill up her palms, and making sure all of it was fitted into her. Her ass almost thumped down against her pelvis, but the fat flesh was only held short by the hands grabbing and kneading. “Enjoy your first Matriarch, Shepard.”
She rolled her hips with a little hum, and Shepard groaned as the cock shifted inside of her wetly. Walls stretched and bulged gently, moving against the hardness of the cock, and her tongue ran across her lips as she savoured the feeling. Her broad hips moved forward as she bucked them, and the sensation of squishing walls filled her with a satisfaction she didn’t think she would have felt from a human. It was accentuated by the hands squeezing her backside, fingers digging in and firmly groping, treating the generous blue flesh like it deserved to be.
“Let’s see if this cock stands up to a stress-test, however,” she purred, and her hips rose. She did not move particularly fast at all as she brought herself up, and her cunt slipped along the many inches of meaty hardness at a pace that was slow and gradual; allowing herself to feel the cock grinding through her, pushing down walls and sensitive spots with the utmost ease, and allowing Shepard to similarly indulge in the tight softness of an asari snatch. Pink rippled across it as she drew up, using the power in her thighs to bring herself along, and easily managed it - she had centuries of experience riding cock, and Shepard’s wasn’t that special.
It was nice, however, and it felt surprisingly good as she pulled up the hard dick. Her cunt rippled as it was emptied out of hard cockmeat, and she purred in enjoyment as skin tugged with it; lips holding fast and insides clamping firmly, making sure to keep the cock in a vice even as it was pulling free. Wet squelches were thick on the air as the juices inside of her were churned by the movements of her hips, and it drizzled out to coat the cock in even more lubrication - but it wasn’t needed.
Moving was simple and easy, and she managed it without issue. She slid up the heavy, meaty cock, enjoying the texture and heft of it with a smirk of her lips, and indulged in the feelings it offered her. Her waistline dipped and flexed, and her hips bucked forward to shift it messily inside of her. Walls squelched and bent around the girth, and the pressure of it delighted her; she assumed it delighted Shepard just as much, judging by the pleasurable moans that left her lips. Smirking, she pulled her hips up and dragged her wet snatch up toward the thick, bulbous tip, slowly, gradually doing it, then holding herself there.
“Fuck,” Shepard sighed, “Fuck-”
Benezia’s hips dropped down again, and the cock was taken right back inside her greedy insides. The woman groaned pleasurably as the cock filled her right back up in a single second of descent, and with each inch that was slowly pushed through her, she felt her fingers twitch and her core burn hot. It felt good, and being able to drop down at the slow whim and dictation of her hips was exactly what she wanted; she had full control to do what she wanted, and she made good use of it to oh-so-slowly push herself down.
The dick rolled through her, grinding walls down and pushing against pressure points. Slowly, languorously, she fed it into her hungry cunt, filling it right up with what she wanted: inches of rock-hard cockmeat. It felt good for a human’s dick, and she most certainly approved of how it felt inside of her. It was just big enough to really get her walls comfortably swollen out around it, but somehow so smooth it felt like a pillar of glass inside of her; perhaps not quite, not literally, but it was silkier and softer than she expected out of a cock while also being stiff and hard, and that delighted her.
She thumped back down into her lap and into her groping hands, and was rewarded with fingers digging into the soft blue mass of her ass. She wiggled her hips and smirked as Shepard groaned and played with her ass, and she enjoyed it quite a bit more than she expected. She licked her lips and let the woman play with her backside while she slowly rolled her hips, shifting walls messily around the thick pillar and creating syrupy noises of wetness that were entirely voluntary.
Humming smugly, Benezia rolled herself right back up the meaty pillar, dragging her wet, snug sheath along it. She loved the feeling of it rolling against her soft insides, and the inner pink rippled and squeezed with the simple dragging movement. It was a strong physical pleasure, and she licked her lips as she felt it all slowly, gradually easing its way out of her, pulling free at the happy dictation of her rising hips. So much stiff cockmeat was pulled free in a long minute of rising that it left her feeling dizzy, and pushing right back down was greeted with a grateful groan.
“Not bad,” she said firmly, “Not bad at all…”
Shepard gently swatted her ass again as she swore, and the fat flesh rippled away from the point of impact. Soft though it might have been, her ass was so soft and full that it easily bounced - there was just so much flesh there that it was like a ball of dough, and it was easy to smack and easier to knead. The human groped into the soft mass of blue from both ends, prying cheeks apart and digging down, kneading with lustful movements as her cock was slowly impaled into tight asari cunt.
“Fuck,” Shepard groaned again; seemingly capable only of swearing and no dirty talk, or she was otherwise so overwhelmed by the feeling of the best cunt in the galaxy she could not form words. All of that was something she needed to work on, and Benezia might have to show her how it was done. It wasn’t a bad thought, though, because her dick was good, and as she hilted herself on the cock and rolled her hips, she savoured it.
Licking her lips, she stretched and flexed her insides out around it before dragging herself up again. She slowly, easily pulled herself off the cock, maintaining a slow and rolling pace that was designed to tease, like soaking in a hot bath; no rush, just smooth, simple sweeps. She rose, snugly keeping only the head in her cunt, then pushing right back down to gobble up the many girthy inches. Her descent was met with a groan and a grope of her fingers, then another upward rise that left her tongue licking her lips in full.
Liara watched the entire time, and she did so with wide, surprised eyes. She stared at it all; the rise and fall of her hips, the bucking rolls, the way Shepard groaned and the way Benezia’s fat tits bounced gently on her chest with each movement, and she smirked. She looked and smiled at her daughter, and without becoming, she knew that the younger maiden got the idea. She lifted herself up from her seat tentatively and stepped forward, walking slowly and cautiously toward the bed.
Benezia only huffed with laughter as Liara approached and rapidly moved her eyes back and forth, looking between her girlfriend and her mother. She stared at both as if unsure of where to focus her attention, then settled just on both of them; watching with wide, enraptured eyes as the Matriarch calmly and leisurely rode her girlfriend’s cock, taking it into her tight, clamping depths with the same ease as breathing. She was fascinated by the upward rises and the downward descents, and she breathed softly as she took it all in.
It was endearing, Benezia thought. It was nice to see her attention flicker and take it all in, and that made her smile. She let the moment linger without ruining it by speaking, and allowed Liara to flick her eyes back and forth to memorize the lewdness playing out before her. The asari simply contented herself with the pleasure she got by riding the stiff dick slowly and gently, easing down onto it until her ass thumped oh-so-softly against a hard pelvis, then drawing right back up with a clever bend and twitch of her spine.
“C-can I…” Liara trailed off after voicing her thought, and then fidgeted a moment later. “May I kiss you?”
Benezia flicked her eyes up while Shepard breathed heavily behind her. She was much more shocked than the Matriarch would ever be at the words, and Benezia, without acknowledging the redhead’s sounds, smiled at her daughter. “You may.”
Liara leaned in hesitantly, still unsure of herself. As amusing as it was, Benezia wasn’t all that concerned with her slow pace and reached out with both hands to cup her chin. She brought her daughter in close and pressed their lips together right then and there to the sound of a resulting moan - from both her daughter and the human she was riding. Smirking against soft lips, she kissed the maiden right then and there, lips moulding in right there and smoothly rubbing across the velvety expanse without a hint of shame.
She kissed her with sudden deepeness, not bothering with any silly foreplay. Her lips bit down on a lower one to draw out another moan from her daughter, and her mouth squeezed in to roll gently and tease Liara with their luscious softness. Her tongue lapped and probed, tasting saliva even as she teased her way inside, and her daughter husked against her. Benezia pressed in deeper, head lowering until foreheads knocked and noses brushed, and her hands clamped down securely around her jawline.
There was no hesitation in Benezia, not as she slowly worked the cock inside of her. As she rode the shaft, taking it into her soft, textured depths, she made out with her daughter and slowly, easily coaxed her into a mind-meld; initiating it without hesitation, linking their minds together in a flash and turning eyes dark; Liara gasped, mewling, as the pleasure hit her just as much as it hit the Matriarch, but where the elder’s reaction was composed, the maiden’s was not. She whimpered as the delight of it hit her hard, a gasp left her shuddering lips and her body visibly quivered - and it only got more intense as lips curled in.
“Embrace eternity,” was a whispered word, and then a laugh left lips. Benezia kissed her daughter firmly, pulling on her lower lip to the sound of her daughter moaning, and rolled her hips. She fucked herself onto the cock below her as she made out with Liara, putting in all the work with teeth nipping and tongue lapping, stopping just short of plunging it right inside - but she was doing all the work, and that displeased her.
Benezia hummed. “Kiss me back, Liara. Put these pretty lips of yours to good use.”
Liara gasped softly. She hesitated for a single moment, but with minds melded and pleasure rocking through her, she didn’t hesitate - the encouragement was enough, and she started to kiss back. It was clumsy for sure, awkward and strange, but she tried her best to mould lips in together and rub like puzzle pieces, moving in against one another. She smoothly, softly squished them together, and both mother and daughter made out with one another while a human woman was casually ridden as if she were nothing more than a dildo.
"This is insane," Shepard said from behind them, but as she was casually ridden, she was entirely ignored.
Benezia pulled back with a wet pop and a smirk. Cupping her daughter’s face, she hummed out, “Would you like to help me, daughter dearest?”
“Y-yes, mother,” Liara stammered thickly.
“Get down,” she purred, hands sliding across her body, “and use that mouth on us.”
“
Liara blinked blankly. “W-what?”
“Use your mouth,” she said, but did not explain herself. She grabbed her head and urged her down, and Liara went down willingly. She might not have understood it, but quickly followed along with what her mother wanted. She allowed herself to be guided in where their nethers conjoined rapidly, pushing together with each thump after thump. She gasped in realization for what she was asked to do, but did not hesitate all that much.
She must have been just as drunk off the sensation as Benezia herself was, and despite lacking any sort of knowledge as to what she was meant to do, placed a kiss down on their conjoined nethers. Pleasure shot through the older asari, and she let out a happy, if throaty, groan of pleasure at it. It was awkward almost instantly, but to the best of her abilities, Liara pressed her mouth down against the molten core that rode the hard cock and suckled tenderly - if inexpertly - at the stretched blue folds of a wet cunt.
“That’s it, dear,” Benezia purred, while Shepard behind practically moaned in shock.
“Holy -”
“Just lick and kiss,” the Matriarch said, speaking right over her sex-toy. “Use that mouth…”
That was exactly what Liara did as she pressed in awkwardly and ran her tongue along the upwardly-fucking shaft, trying her best to work at it as it was taken into her mother’s cunt. Amusingly, she put more effort into trying to run her tongue along Shepard’s dick than she did her mother’s folds, and that was evident from the get-go - but it didn’t matter to Benezia, so long as her daughter understood how to properly please the both of them while she rode her hard cock. She hummed pleasurably as she moved up and down, bouncing onto the thick dick, taking it inside of her with sounds of content.
“Worship us,” she told her daughter, and did so readily. She didn’t mind the lewdness she was telling her to commit, and just enjoyed the feeling of her mouth so clumsily but eagerly trying to work at them both. Her tongue hesitantly lapped at the thick, vascular slab of a cock as it was sent thrusting up into the tightness of a hot cunt, and she roved up to flick it along the tender texture of her lush pink.
Panting, Liara tried her best with it. She lapped at cock and down across the pink of a flushed pussy, pressing clumsy kisses against her sodden clit and suckling deftly, all while Benezia dropped down on the turgid rod. She pushed herself down, riding Shepard’s cock slowly, going up and down on the thick rod with something like hunger. She enjoyed how it felt inside of her and moaned readily at the touch of it, finding herself rather content with the size and heft. It was considerable, and that went hand-in-hand with her sexual satisfaction.
Licking her lips, she rolled her waist and pet her daughter’s head. She encouraged the young asari as she performed her first oral action, and she enjoyed it all readily. She bit her lip and watched as Liara struggled to adjust to the pace of the riding and the way her hips rose up and down. The touch of her lips was clumsy and messy, but it was more than enough to send tickles of pleasure through her. She hummed and groaned as her daughter pulled, kissed, and lapped, working at the sodden pink and vivid blue with awkward vigour, trying and struggling with all of it.
Liara released tiny gasps as she suckled on blue flesh and pulled on soft pink to the best of her abilities, and ran the flat of her tongue against the vascular girth which slipped in and out of tight pussy lips again and again. She lapped up the liquid coating and smooth juices that slurped out, and did so without a hint of hesitation. She tried for it, pulling on it and suckling on skin that she could reach, and nuzzled in deeply with each passing moment. It was enjoyable for Benezia, and it was just as enjoyable for Shepard, too, who groaned happily and eagerly.
Liara panted and groaned against the hard thrusting, conjoining nethers, tongue working happily and lips kissing messily. She slurped and suckled to the best of her abilities, all while Benezia softly encouraged her with her own slutty words and pushed her head forward gently. Her hips rose and fell all the while, pumping up the heavy rod of cockmeat and then dropping right back down again, filling up her aching inner walls with delicious hardness. Throatily humming, she palmed and squeezed her own heavy tit, and enjoyed the feeling of pleasure that surged through her there.
“That’s it,” she husked. “Good girl…”
Rising and falling, she rode the cock at a nice, brisk pace that slowly picked up by the moment. She got into the cock-riding, and happily bounced her ass in front of Shepard’s face. The redhead grunted and groaned out her shock at the strangeness of the situation she was in, but Benezia was entirely focused on pushing her daughter between her thighs and staring down at her as she sloppily went at their nethers in a messy, clumsy, but over-eager oral. Tongue sliding, lips kissing, she tried to worship the both of them at once and at the same time.
Benezia hummed through it all, and she enjoyed the sensations coursing through her. She thrust her sodden snatch down with sharp drops of her hips and hit Shepard’s pelvis with muffled thumps of contact and squelches of inner juices. Those were lapped up by her daughter as they ran down across her lips, and the slurping sounds were delightful to her. She hummed out her throaty pleasure as a tongue ran across her clit, and she moaned happily as the young Maiden suckled upon it deftly. The Matriarch encouraged her with a press of her hand a few throaty words, and then felt a tongue slide up across cock and cunt in equal measure.
“I bet it feels so good,” she moaned lustfully, speaking totally to her daughter. The sensations rolling through the mind-meld were surely overwhelming for her, and the soft moans leaving Liara’s lips accentuated that fact. “I bet you’ll love how this feels, my dear.”
Liara gasped messily as she made out with cock and cunt both, her lips pulling, suckling, and touching. Teeth awkwardly scraped and touched, which Benezia moaned happily for. She thrust down with her hips a little harder as pleasure surged through her, and felt inner walls squish with gratification.
“She feels so big, my dear," Benezia told her, and it was mostly the truth. "Very big. She's stretching me out so much, Liara, all the way from top to bottom."
She rolled her hips to accentuate her words, and Shepard grunted from behind as she took the stimulation. Pleasure worked through Benezia's core as she casually rode the cock, not going fast enough to drive the woman over the edge but still enough to make the pleasure pronounced.
"I had to work so hard to get her all inside of me," she lied - a lie only because they were so lubed up and she was so experienced, but otherwise, it would be a truth. "Stretch myself all out around her just to bottom out and feel every last glorious inch inside of my hot, tight pussy..."
Her daughter gasped against cunt and cock, her eyes rolling up, and her breath misting out in a hot rush. She felt most of what the Matriarch did, and the pleasure hit her harder than she could have expected - and so Benezia picked up the pace, her hips rising and falling in broader, quicker arcs of motion. Her hand pushed down, ensuring that a hot mouth was jammed in closely to feel all of it.
"She feels so good as she's stretching me out," she told her daughter, while allowing her daughter to feel that exact feeling. The girl gasped and groaned as the mind-meld opened up to her and offered up the full experience, and she was shivering for it in mere seconds. It might have been second-hand, but the sensations of sex were new to her and wholly overwhelming. It all showed on her beautiful face, and Benezia admired that even as she spurred it. "Rubbing against me, filling out all the nooks and crannies... she's got a good dick, my daughter."
She rode the cock faster, her hips rising up with force and then dropping down with brusque speed. It was a sudden and sharp change-up that Shepard was stunned to see, and her grunting became louder as well. Hands left her ass to, instead, squeeze her hips, digging into the wide berths and almost mauling the perfectly squeezable breeder-curves, while her eyes instead feasted on the sight that was Benezia's bouncing ass. The asari liked that; counted on that, in fact. She wanted to put on a show, and that was exactly what she did.
"She's filling me up so much more than I expected," she breathed, and shuddered as her daughter pulled messily on her sodden cunt lips. She shared all of that with her daughter, and Liara gasped messily. "Can you feel it?"
"Y-yes," she gasped, acting like she melted into a puddle. She practically drooled into overstuffed folds and across the juice-stained dick, turning her worship into slobbering. W-wow..."
"So nice, isn't it?" She spurred, coaxing her on while riding Shepard harder and faster. "So big, so thick, so full -"
She dropped down onto the cock faster and faster, giving the red head a good view of her naked and bouncing ass. She thumped onto her pelvis with fleshy smacks and rose up with a wobbling of blue, and Shepard feasted on the sight like a woman starved. Benezia enjoyed that attention just as much as she enjoyed the dick thrusting into her tight cleft, stretching out velvety walls with a slick ease that she adored. Heavy drops had flesh clap and thud, and sharp rises made it all jiggle - a rippling vision of blue flesh that did not end.
She drew herself down and drew back up with force, bouncing away on her lofty pillar of cockmeat with increasing lust. The orgasm she'd held off before returned at full force, and she happily fucked herself toward that hot completion in downward strokes. She thrust down with tremendous, ringing impacts, the flesh clapping and thudding. Heavy thwaps filled the air as she hammered down, and her fat, full ass quivered with motion as she forced herself back - every lush, bubbly inch rolling and bouncing along in a fit of motion, and it stoked her insides into a frenzy.
Liara felt it all through the shared mental link, and she became increasingly senseless as the first-time sensations rocked through her. It only became more and more intense as Benezia’s own pleasure grew, and the two moaned together as the sensations mounted. She could not handle it much longer, and her kissing, suckling, licking mouth began to falter; then slowly, steadily, she was falling back, melting in against her mother without keeping up the work - and through that the cock thrust into Benezia with each downward drop of her hips, and all of that fat flesh continued to bounce lewdly as she hammered onto the turgid shaft; taking it into her again, and again, and again, working both women up into a frenzy as a result.
But only one of them actually completed it. Benezia felt her orgasm approach rapidly, and in a simple act, broke the mind-meld before Liara could feel it. The girl gasped aloud as she was denied completion, but Benezia did it entirely on purpose; that could not be her first orgasm. It wasn’t hers, and she threw herself down rapidly, taking the cock into her for a few final blissful moments before she hammered down hard, mashing assflesh into her pelvis, and groaned out loudly.
She moaned as her climax hit her right then and there, with her daughter in her arms and Shepard grunting behind her. She let the orgasm roll through her in a sudden, violent wave, her head rolling backward and her lips panting loudly. Insides spasmed around the girthy rod and pink clenched down intensely, making Shepard pant hard; Benezia simply rolled her hips and rode the high that filled her up from top to bottom, hitting every nerve ending and muscle all at once. Liara was forced to pull back in that moment, ensuring Benezia had the room to do what she wanted, but was close enough to feel it all.
“Ah,” she groaned out lowly, “yes!”
Benezia shuddered, hips rolling, as she rode out her peak. Her insides flexed and bounced against the cock as she let the peak wash over her, and she groaned in pure delight for it. Her insides spasmed and roiled, and juices slurped down in thick quantities. She rocked, hips wiggling, and groaned loudly; she let her eyes roll and her pleasure filled her up as she came around the dick, unabashedly committing to it in front of the other two.
She gasped and groaned as the intense pleasure shuddered through her insides, and at the same time, Shepard started to grunt. She cursed and groaned as she clenched down on her hips, and frantically she started to pump her pelvis; thrusting up into her cunt as best as she could in the weak position, attempting to fuck through her spasming, milking channel. It filled Benezia with a pleasurable sensation and churned her sloppy release out of her tunnel, but she knew what the reason for it was - and she wasn’t having any of it.
“Fuck,” Shepard whined. “Fuck, fuck -”
Benezia, grunting, pulled right off of the throbbing cock while Shepard was still trying to thrust, and hips uselessly bucked into the open air as the Matriarch left. She slipped right off to the side with grace, leaving Shepard to grunt there, blue-balled, and directed little more than a glare down at her.
“I said, you would be kicked out if you cum too early,” she told her demandingly, and Shepard panted, face as red as her hair. “And I mean it. You will not do so until I allow it.”
Shepard panted. She didn’t do much more than that as she stared at her, cock engorged and throbbing, then flicked her eyes over - and stopped. She saw Liara kneeling there, then stared as she was brought up by Benezia’s clever hands and pushed into view. She swallowed thickly as if realizing right then that she was there, and she did not appear to pay much attention as Benezia slipped around her daughter and folded arms around her.
Benezia's hands swept down as she stared at Shepard, and she slowly started to work at her clothing. Fingers worked at the little gaps and dips in her casual wear and peeled it apart, easing it off of blue skin and away from the sweeping contours of her body. She effortlessly peeled it down, and with each inch of pretty skin that was revealed, Shepard's breathing hiked; but it was ignored all the more as Benezia stripped her down, and did so without shame.
She looked between her daughter and the human, and allowed her lips to grin a little more smugly. “Like what you see, Shepard?”
Shepard swallowed thickly and nodded roughly, her erection clearly causing her some discomfort. “Y-yeah…”
Liara flushed and fidgeted. Benezia, humming smugly, eased clothing off of her body, and listened happily to the hiking of breath. She pulled her shirt off of her busty frame, revealing breasts tucked away inside of a black bra. Fingers reached around to work at the easy clips of a bra, and she unsnapped it without difficulty. Peeling it aside, she pushed it away and let the bra hit the clothing pooling on the floor.
“What do you like about her?” Benezia purred, and Liara looked even more embarrassed. She appeared to be struggling not to cover up as eyes were directed onto her naked body, but seemed to shyly appreciate the attention.
“She’s…” Shepard swallowed thickly. “She’s beautiful…”
“Is that it?” Benezia asked innocently, all while stripping her down. Her breasts were soft to the touch, and she caressed them with her silky palms. She was not as large as Benezia, but she was more than big; it was hard, though, to compare to a Matriarch with years of sex and childbirth under her belt.
“She’s just… so pretty,” Shepard admitted. “Her body is fantastic, and she looks absolutely gorgeous. She’s like - like a princess…”
Liara flushed and fidgeted, but Benezia rolled her eyes. It was cute, but she was annoyed that Shepard couldn’t manage to say the words he’s smoking hot, she’s fucking gorgoues, she’s a hot peice of ass, or anything that a proper partner would say to their good-looking asari girlfriend - but she let it slide. It wasn’t worth arguing about; not just yet.
So, instead, Benezia slipped over to her daughter, got up onto her knees to bring their heights into line, and warped an arm around her naked waist. She leaned in and kissed her daughter on the cheek, and tried to be as reassuring as possible as the redheaded girlfriend stared at her with such awe. Smiling, she put on her most rolling and husky tone to prod further, deepening the moment.
“And…?”
“...She’s not only smart, but beautiful, ” Shepard continued in her sappy, lovey tone of voice, “and she looks like she’s, I don’t know, in shape? She’s curvy and soft, but tight and lean; not like you, and I like that a lot -”
Benezia’s lips twitched. She likes that she’s in better shape than me? Her brow twitched a moment later. By the Goddess, these humans really don’t know anything…
She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Shepard, just get off the bed.”
That time, Shepard hastened to comply. She got off of it rather quickly, probably because of horny she was. Benezia let it slide and snapped her fingers at her daughter, then flicked them forward in a gesture. “Lay down on your back, Liara.”
Liara was nowhere near as quick, and she visibly hesitated for a long moment. She chewed on her lip with uncertainty as she mused on it, then stepped forward and slipped up onto the bed. She was unsure of herself, that much was clear. Benezia tried her best to reassure that as she climbed right over her daughter no less than a second later and set them both face to face - though the blush dusting Liara’s cheeks indicated that she was just as awkward with that, too.
Benezia pecked her daughter on the lips and wiggled her hips backward at Shepard, and, without looking, hummed out, “time to show me what you’ve got, Shepard.”
“Right,” Shepard stammered, and practically rushed forward. She slapped her hands down against Benezia’s fat ass and sent the flesh quivering, much to the asari’s pleasure. The redhead scrambled in against her and sent her cock thumping down against the blue skin before dragging it down wetly, trying to get it inside with all the lust that burned in her veins - but, as the head prodded the entrance of her slick snatch, she only laughed and shook her head.
“No,” Benezia purred. “Not there. That’s not where you’re going.”
Shepard paused. “...Up?”
“Up.”
The redhead thought for a careful moment, then whispered, “this is the best day of my life.”
Benezia rolled her eyes and leaned down to capture her daughter’s mouth in firm kiss, tasting her lips once more. She only wiggled her hips and allowed Shepard to do all the work herself, wanting to see what she would do, and was not entirely disappointed when the redhead pressed the head of her cock against her asshole and applied sudden pressure to it, moving with all the lust that burned inside of her body. She appeared fully intent on finally getting her pleasure, and that suited the Matriarch just fine.
She gasped into her daughter’s mouth as the cock pressed in against her asshole with an eager movement, and she smirked to feel the woman grab her ass and knead it powerfully in a bid to get herself inside faster. It was all fast, quick, and needy, nothing like the slow pace from before, and the woman readily shoved herself forward to get buried inside. Benezia groaned at the sensation and wiggled her hips to spur Shepard on further, which, in turn, was met with a pronounced downward jab of lust.
“Fuck,” Shepard groaned, at the same time, Benezia moaned.
She relished the sudden feeling of stretching; that was the most noticeable thing as Shepard drove her cock down into her asshole in one long movement, forcing it down past the pliable outer barrier and jamming it instantly into the tight walls beyond. It was an eager, lustful movement, mostly because Benezia had teased and blue-balled her on, and that led her t driving herself down by the inch.
It was powerful, and it was sharp. At a needy pace, she forced the well-lubed cock inside, using the bulbous tip to peel apart walls and then driving them out with her throbbing flanks. She neatly stretched them out around her as she dove down, and Shepard let out another grunt of pleasure as she rolled through inches of pink tunnel. She clearly relished the sensation, but did not wait to indulge in it; she just pushed forward and down, trying to get herself in deeper and deeper, wanting to feel the tightness working around her fat cock.
It was something Benezia approved of, and happily groaned after. Her noises were emptied into her daughter’s mouth, which she hungrily kissed at without shame. She nibbled on her lower lip and pushed her tongue into her mouth while shamelessly running hands over her body, moving down to cup her sizeable bust and squeezing it between her hands. She bent the soft titflesh around her fingers like dough and squished them down rather happily, bending them easily and toying with her nipples using long fingers. The mewls she drew out were pleasing, and she drank them all up with a twisting tongue and a slurping mouth.
“Oh, that’s tight,” Shepard groaned. Benezia couldn’t see her face, but she could hear the pleasure in her voice. She enjoyed that just as much as the hands running across her ass, which caressed the soft, blue skin in an almost loving fashion. “Really nice, damn…”
The next moment saw her hand swing back and slap the fat curve, to Benezia’s groaning delight. It was a harshness she didn’t quite expect, but she loved the sensation of having her soft ass so suddenly slapped. The skin smarted for a few seconds after because of the casual strength the athletic woman could bring to bear, and the way her hips delved down to slam her ass full of cock was groan-inducing. It was a sharp, powerful thrust, a desperate bid to stretch out too-tight walls and get most of herself inside, and she succeeded in it.
Benezia lavished in the pleasure of having a dick force its way into her tight cunt while playing with her daughter’s breasts; squeezing and groping, she rolled soft breastflesh out around in her hands and dug fingers in until the blue bulged out. The cock sank down inch by hot inch, and she groaned against firm lips as her backside was stretched out around it. One hand released a soft tit to sink down between lush legs, and without shame she pressed her fingers down against her daughter’s soaking core; drawing out a loud moan from her lips when she applied pressure, and it was only the first of more to come.
“Oh, that feels amazing,” Shepard grunted, and her hands powerfully groped her ass. She squeezed it and sent the skin rippling outward, then swatted it again as she dragged her hips backward. She tugged her thick, throbbing cock out by the inch, drawing herself out of the clamping hole, and playing with her ass all the while. She bent, squeezed, and squished it, kneading the blue flesh like it was an object of fascination. “Fuck, Benezia…”
Benezia kissed her daughter strongly as she initiated another mind-meld, and Liara was sent into the same drooling bliss as she started to feel exactly what her mother did - though a bit more subdued. She kept it down so as not to overwhelm her right off the bat and used her hands to play with her body, heightening her physical pleasure to match the mental assault. Fingers dug into her soft pussy as she started to stroke the silken, inexperienced folds, and the other palm groped her fat tit and squished it as firmly as she could manage.
She played with her daughter’s body while Shepard reversed course and drove her dick right back into her asshole with a groan and a few grunted words, but all that mattered was the sensation of the fat cock. It drove down powerfully, filling up her tight inner walls with eye-watering force, and another gasp left Benezia’s lips to feel it. Inch by inch it rammed down, driving through the narrow passage, and it was all stretched out around her resultantly.
Shepard’s strong hands clenched down on her ass and squeezed it like it was nothing more than a ball of dough for her to maul, and that roughness was exactly what Benezia appreciated. Pleasure shot through her as her ass was bent around and the hole was plunged full of dense dickmeat, which forced its way down powerfully. The redhead didn’t pause and did not delay as she forced her fat length into her, and was fully intent on finally getting the pleasure she wanted out of it.
“Fuck, that is tight,” Shepard grunted again, then groaned. “I haven't felt something like this in…”
She trailed off, but that wasn’t it. As her hips jabbed down her hand delivered a powerful swat to Benezia’s ass, sending it all quivering out. The flesh smarted and stung in an instant, and the woman mewled into her daughter’s mouth - then another smack left her moaning. She groaned and bit down on Liara’s lip while working fingers through her slit, working her body just as her own was so suddenly filled with dense cockmeat and stretched out by a cock that felt bigger than it looked.
“And you two are just so hot like that,” Shepard confessed, voice husky and scratchy. Her fingers played with the fat flesh of her ass without a care and her hips dove down, jamming the heavy shaft into the tight hole before bringing it back with a powerful, grinding roll. Walls shuddered and swelled out around the heaving girth as it was tugged backward, and Benezia felt her own insides rolling along with it; and the next inward pus was so strong it was eye-wateringly good, to her moaning delight.
Benezia moaned as Shepard forced her cock down inch by the inch with a powerful sweep of her hips, and she groaned loudly as her ass was so strongly slapped by her rough palm. The woman forced herself into her tight asshole before drawing it back in a harsh, sharp tug, indicating that the redhead was ready to get into a deep fucking - and with it came a sharp slam of a palm, turning her ass into a rippling frenzy of motion that was just perfect for digging fingers into and squeezing down against.’
“So hot,” Shepard continued, and rammed down hard. Her hands moved off of her fat ass to trail over wide hips, then moved further still - roving along her body to quickly push under her body and grab her fat, heavy tits, bringing them up in her strong palms and lifting them like they weighed nothing at all. She effortlessly hiked them up until the flesh spilled out from the sides of her hands and squeezed them up against her chest, making it all bulge out to obscene degrees.
Benezia moaned as the fucking got harder and the squeezing became more intense. Shepard outright groped her chest, and she did so roughly. She held nothing back as she worked herself into the fit of fucking, her hips swinging forward to plunge the majority of her thick cock into her tight depths, and as she reamed her out her hands worked powerfully. They clenched, bent, and dug fingers knuckle-deep into the generous breastflesh, and then pulled back long enough to deliver a powerful thwap to their heavy surfaces.
She translated all of the pleasure she received into the daughter she was straddling so whorishly. Her hand squeezed at her tit and the other stroked her core to heighten her sexual pleasure, attempting to match what she was feeling. The pleasure coming through the mind-meld left her daughter drooling, however, with Liara becoming increasingly senseless as the pounding translated through the link and into her mind. She moaned and squeaked as her body was toyed with, and she looked like a total mess for it.
The kiss was only broken then so Benezia could moan louder, and Liara did so as well. The two moaned together as Shepard thrust her turgid cock into her ass, reaming out the soft lining of it and stretching it all out obscenely. She did so with increasing passion on each thrust, hammering down while roughly groping her tits. She pulled back from them just as she roughly tugged her shaft free with a wet slurp, then smacked her hand into her ass so hard tears sprung to the older asari’s eyes.
“Oh, Shepard,” she groaned, “you do know how to treat a woman right!”
Shepard did not respond. She seemed committed to the lustful fugue, using her control to the fullest to ram her dick down. It didn’t bury itself to the hilt, but it made a good showing as the many girthy inches rocked and rolled within her clamping tightness; stretching out her ass more and more around it as it hammered down, penetrating her as far as it could go and then powerfully dragging back. Hands groped the fullness of her ass, roughly jamming palms and fingers in to knead and pull, treating the fat flesh just like it deserved.
“ Nnnnngh,” Benezia groaned, “just like that -”
“Oh, mother!” Liara gasped, her hips bucking roughly as fingers stroked her cunt and gasping as a hand groped her tit. Her own hands rose up awkwardly and went flat against her soft stomach, which fluttered with each writhe of her body. They didn’t remain there, however, and quickly swept up, cupping the weight of tits that had been left behind by Shepard. She was far clumsier and less accurate, but that did not stop her from pushing fingers into the velvety swells and groping away lustfully. “O-oh, it’s so good -!”
“Enjoying yourself?” Benezia panted, body shuddering as the hard cock rammed into her ass. She wiggled her hips and offered up her backside to be mounted, but it was wholly unnecessary when a slapping hand slapped it into submission and the meaty dick plunged down regardless.
“Oh, yes!” Liara moaned, eyes rolling and mouth drooling. She groped her tits, squeezing down hard. “S-she’s so - so big inside of me - I - of you? Just, wow -”
The mind-meld clearly took its toll on Liara just as much as it did on Benezia, but with her getting the full force of the plunging, fucking dick. Her body rocked down as Shepard went buck-wild, hammering away at her tight hole until she felt sore and fucked even beyond that still. Hands greedily groped and toyed with her ass the entire time, and Shepard spread cheeks apart just to play with it all. She grunted as hips swung and her cock plunged, making Benezia gurgle down at her daughter below.
“Y-your tits are so amazing, mother,” Liara panted, face flushed and tongue almost lolling. She groped and squeezed the tits hanging down to rub against her own because of their sheer weight, and toyed with them simply because she could. “S-so big and soft… wow…”
“Play with them,” Benezia husked, but her voice came out increasingly strained as the dick rammed into her. “D-do whatever you want, Liara -”
Her voice became more strained as the cock hammered down hard and fast, with Shepard grunting powerfully on each heavy slam. Her hips started to thump against the curve of her ass, sending it quivering as she moved frantically, and a burning joy filled the older asari. She moaned throatily as she took the pounding and bit her lip as her breasts were toyed with, and through it, she worked herself harder as well; squeezing Liara’s tits in turn and working her slit with passion, thrusting fingers down into the sopping seal and working them thoroughly.
“That’s it,” she moaned out, “That’s it-”
“So big!” Liara cooed, clearly drunk off the feeling of the mind-meld. “So hard!”
It was clear she was having trouble distinguishing one sensation from the other, and mixed which feeling was coming from which mind - but it didn’t matter. Benezia let her ride the sensation just as she was riding the feeling of being absolutely hammered full of dick, her ass utterly strained out around the meaty pillar driving into her. She almost gurgled as it stretched her out obscenely, and her panting breath washed down onto her daughter’s face. Her hands worked more feverishly as it went on, with fingers plunging into Liara’s cunt and working through her velvety channel in a rush of movement: borderline finger-fucking her, turning her into an incoherent mess.
She thrust her fingers in hard and fast while Liara moaned slutty praises into her face and squeezed her fat tits, working off her own frustrations just as much as Benezia was. Hips hammered down against her ass in ringing thumps and fleshy smacks, which were joined by the rough slapping of a hard palm. Her body wasn’t quite abused, but her skin stung and went red from the repeated impacts and she was sent rocking forward with each deep, pronounced thrust, and she loved it.
“Fuck,” Shepard grunted behind them, “You two are just - just so hot -”
Shepard pounded in deeper, while moans thickened in the air. Benezia groaned wetly as her ass was stretched, and sent fingers thrusting up into Liara’s snatch just a little harder each time the cock thrust through her ass. She almost wheezed as the dick hammered into her, and as her ass clapped loudly against muscled hips, she felt her core tightening all over again. Her insides twisted and turned with pleasure as she was fucked silly by a strength she simply did not expect, and the ease with which Shepard went at her was awe-inspiring.
It was more than she expected, and the roughness that Shepard showed in the last few fitful moments was exactly what Benezia could have wanted. The older asari gasped throatily as she was fucked on top of her daughter, and the mind-meld translated everything down into the mewling Maiden. The addition of the finger-fucking and groping hand drove Liara wild, and both asari were moaning messes as it all went on. It was an intense, pleasurable sensation, and she rode the high of it for as long as possible.
She felt her climax approaching, and resulting forcefully finger-fucked her daughter just a bit more and more each time she moved. Benezia gasped and groaned as it rose, and built, and the pressure mounted, and listened to the cries of her daughter and the grunts from the human - and she let it all wash over her more and more until it became too much to bear. Gasping thickly, she cut off the mind-meld right then and there, shocking her daughter back into the present with a sloppy-sounding mewl.
“W-what?” She cried out, and Benezia only huffed.
“If you cum right now,” she told her daughter in a thick voice, “I won’t let you touch Shepard at all.”
Laira clamped her jaw shut, eyes wide with fear.
“S-speaking of,” Shepard grunted from behind her, “I’m close -”
It was simple for Benezia to get Shepard off of her. She raised her hand, let it glow with a biotic field, and surrounded the human in it; and, as she yelped, she forced her out of her in a rush, and further pushed her right off the edge of the bed. She did it without a care, despite gasps directed her way. She needed to make sure Shepard wouldn't cum, and she went to any means to achieve it.
Liara appeared scandalized and concerned, but Benezia brushed past that. She lifted fingers from her cunt and set them against lips, and Liara hesitantly but happily wrapped her mouth around them. She suckled like a good girl should, and then popped back a moment later with her tongue lolling. Smirking, Benezia stroked her head and started to pull herself off her body, making room for the both of them to move.
"Are you ready?" She asked, and Liara nodded awkwardly.
"Y-yes," she replied thickly.
Benezia nodded. "Follow me, and let me prep her just a bit further."
She led Liara right up to the edge of the bed and then straight off of it, where Shepard was only hesitantly rising back up to her feet. She did not appear at all peased for being tossed off, but watched with fascination all the same as two beautiful asari started to kneel before her; one guided by the other, but voluptuous beauties. The redhead swallowed hard as she watched them get into position, but eyes barely drifted off of Liara the entire time.
Liara knelt directly in front of Shepard and Benezia was just at her side, but it was Benezia that grabbed her dick first. To Shepard's groaning she pulled the dick over to the side and immediately wrapped her lips around the swollen tip, not wasting any time and getting straight to work as her daughter's fascinated eyes stared from up close. Without hesitation or delay the older woman went down on her dick, rolling her mouth over it and down across the many meaty inches in a rush of movement, taking it inside promptly.
She went down, slurping up the human cock like it was nothing like it was as easy as breathing to her. With lips wrapped tightly she went down upon it, taking it over a tongue which flattened receptively and between hot cheeks that clamped down smoothly. Her blue head descended at a fast, brisk pace, gobbling up inch after inch to the fascinated eyes of her daughter and the pleased groans of the woman, until the bulbous head hit the entrance of her throat.
Benezia went further still. She took it down into her tight passage once more, jamming it into the squishy tunnel of her throat without hesitation and allowing it to fill it out neatly. She impaled herself to the sound of a slick gurgle, and as Shepard grunted with pleasure, her eyes flicked up. Watching her pretty face, the asari went down on her smoothly, fitting every last meaty inch of turgid girldick right back into her esophagus and making a home of it there for many a long moment.
"Wow," Liara breathed, now watching it all from up close and clearly liking what she saw. She stared as her mother held herself up to the very base, lips flushed against pale human skin, and every last bit of her dick lodged into her throat. So much of it was jammed inside that it had swollen out from the shape of it, bulging as it was filled to the brim, and she appeared entranced.
As Benezia gurgled, Liara reached out with her hand. She set it tentatively on her throat and felt the bulge Shepard's cock made, and the Matriarch allowed her gurgling to come out thicker for the benefit of her daughter. The sloppy noises rang out into the open air to mingle with pants, and the Maiden seemed particularly fascinated by all of it. It was a good sign for any healthy young asari, and she was proud of that fact.
Slowly, steadily, she pulled herself off the meaty cock. She dragged it from between her tight lips and left saliva bubbling out of her lips, and it joined the mess on her mauled tits. Drawing back entirely with a wet pop, she licked her lips and the cock's head clean of any stray juices before pushing it back over to her daughter; offering it like a treat and not like a dick.
"Wrap your hands around it," she urged, and Liara did exactly that to the resulting sound of Shepard's groans. "Wrap your fingers - good. Good girl."
She patted her daughter's head while she wrapped a hand around the stiff cock and gently squeezed, squishing fluids into the hard bulk of it. She didn't quite know what she was doing, but that was fine. Shepard seemed to agree, because her moans were free and frequent. They were pleased sounds, and Liara appeared just as entranced by that as everything else happening.
"Stroke it," she told her daughter. "Get familiar with it."
Liara did exactly that. It wasn't particularly skilled at all, but she pulled her hand along the cock well enough - and more than enough to make Shepard groan right then and there. She bit her lip as fingers rolled across her cock and a soft palm moulded to the shape of it, and appeared perfectly happy as the Maiden went to work it with an inexpert twist of her wrist. She drew it up the meaty pillar to the sound of wet slurping, then dragged down to the sticky pops of saliva.
She rolled up and down with awkward, unsteady movements, dragging up and then down with clumsy sweeps that had saliva popping and squeaking. It worked well enough, though, and Liara appeared totally concentrated on moving her hand in just the right way; drawing it up to the head, gliding across the many turgid inches of cock, and then pulling right back down with a wet noise and a sloppy-sounding slurp. Up and down her hand went, moving as if to map out every turgid inch of cock, and did so happily.
Up and down she swept, stroking the dick in an impromptu handjob that was all sticky-wet noises and messy popping, and Shepard groaned. She got her rocks off from the constant attention to her cock, even denied as she was; and Benezia watched her reactions as surely as she did those of her daughter. The two seemed like a decent fit for one another by compatibility alone, and it was fun to see the redhead struggle with her dick being stroked again, and again, and again, the wet noises becoming louder with each moment.
That was, until Benezia broke it. She tapped on Liara's shoulder and said, "Follow", then climbed right back onto the bed. Her daughter did follow, to the stare of Shepard; she was left to watch as Benezia settled herself onto her back by the pillows, her voluptuous body laid bare like a vision of heavenly perfection, and then spread her arms out wide. Liara, at her prompting, set herself against her, laying back on top of her as if she was a mattress and then wrapping her arms down around her.
She kept her secured there as she beckoned, finally, to Shepard. “Your turn to get familiar with my daughter.”
“R-right,” Shepard stammered thickly, just staring.
“Now, Shepard.”
“R-right!” the soldier-girl ran up onto the bed and clambered over it, ready and willing. Benezia held her daughter steady as her breathing hiked and legs were spread by Shepard, who aligned herself and got ready to fuck daughter on top of mother. She was panting with eagerness, her chest rising and falling happily, but that did not stop her from looking down meaningfully. “Is this okay?”
“Yes,” Liara told her. “Yes.”
Shepard only paused for a brief instant before sinking down. Liara gasped as the head of the cock hit her core, and she shuffled weakly on top of Benezia. The older woman only held her steady as it happened, not directly able to feel it yet but just holding her daughter tightly through it. She watched with satisfaction as Shepard slowly, gently eased her away into Liara, pushing into her tight cunt with a simple press of her strong abs and diving down with an eagerness that was absolutely clear on her face.
Benezia offered a simple warning. “No cumming until I say so, or you’ll both be in trouble.”
She received two nods.
She smirked. With that, she melded once more with her daughter; linking minds and sharing sensations between them, only now she was the one to receive the pleasure instead of Liara. She hummed as she felt the suddenness of penetration and the relish running through her daughter's body right then and there, and ran her tongue over lips as she listened to her sounds of pleasure. Liara whimpered happily and winced powerfully as her first cock entered her, and the sensation of having tight, inexperienced folds stretched apart by a thick cock was delightful to Benezia just as much as it was for her daughter.
Thick moans hit the air in an instant as the Maiden enjoyed the feeling of cock entering her for the first time, and all that washed back through Benezia. There were no words exchanged between the lovers, but they were both just absorbing the pleasure of the moment; indulging in it, taking their pleasure in it, letting themselves understand the feeling of one another’s bodies for the very first time. It was a heartwarming, intimate moment between them, and only broken by the sheer lewdness of penetration.
Liara moaned out while Shepard groaned as she pushed her cock down, and Benezia felt it all. She groaned out as the cock sank down into her through the shared mental link, and she watched it all happen right there in front of her. She held her in her arms and kept her daughter steady as the redhead pushed between her spread legs, the paleness of her skin contrasting nicely with the blue of Liara’s, and she loved the sight of each inch of slick cockmeat that was pushed between spread cunt lips.
“Yes!” Liara moaned aloud, and Benezia purred in relish for her words. She held her and caressed her bare skin as she felt the sensations of being stretched out, and the shivers of delight that ran through her pushed along her own body as well. Toes curled in unison and fingers scraped as one, and both of them groaned out as the hard dick steadily thrust down. It peeled her apart, the walls stretching smoothly, and the heavy shaft was sent in deeply; but not at a particularly fast pace, not at the slow, rolling pace she thrust with.
She gently, easily peeled her apart, using her throbbing bulk and her juice-stained shaft to ease her way through it, and Liara’s pleasure ran hot - very hot. Benezia felt it all, and she purred receptively to experience it in turn. She groaned in her own heady delight as the cock slipped into her daughter’s depths, filling her up with achingly stiff meat at such a gradual pace; inch by inch, bit by bit, making sure to ease her way in and not strain Liara too much. It was touching and kindly, and where it would have annoyed Benezia, it delighted Liara.
That was all that mattered, too. As long as she was happy Benezia was, and she simply enjoyed the sensations sent flowing through her by the mind-meld. She husked as Liara moaned, and she leaned in as her daughter writhed on top of her. She hugged her close and squished fat tits against her backside while burying her face into the crook of her neck, pressing a soft kiss there. Her daughter was more focused on Shepard than her ministrations, however, and hands reached out of their own volition to touch firm abdominal muscles.
“So strong,” she cooed, and Shepard groaned. “Wow, Shepard… wow, you feel so… so good…”
“You’re so tight,” Shepard confessed lowly. “Gosh, you’re just amazing, Liara.”
Liara was positively mewling out her words, while Shepard was groaning intensely. The two shared an intimate moment while Benezia simply suckled on her daughter’s neck and left a warm hickey there, all as she took her own pleasure out of the slow, steady penetration. She moaned as Liara did when the dick sank in up to the midsection, and she groaned as it rolled within her tight sheath and stretched out walls. She felt the pleasure intensely, and being stretched out for the ‘first’ time felt absolutely delightful. Even Shepard pulling out a moment later was just as good, and she indulged in the sensations wholly and fully.
She watched as Shepard’s strong stomach flexed beneath her hand, and she enjoyed it. She indulged in the sight of muscle rippling underneath of the skin as she powered her hips backward and forward, dragging them out just far enough to tense her core and send her cock thrusting forward. She jammed it right back into the slurpy tightness of her cunt, and as Liara moaned, Benezia groaned. Sighing, the older asari stroked her daughter’s body as the pleasure washed through her, enjoying it for all it was.
Her mouth kissed along the soft curve of her neck and planted wet hickeys where she moved. She suckled firmly on the soft blue and ran her hands along her smooth stomach, playing with her body at a gentle, calm pace that was meant to be soothing; Shepard, however, thrust down harder, showing considerable strength in the movement of her body. She clearly knew how to fuck and what to do with her hips, and it was genuinely hot to watch her stomach contort with power as she fucked her - swiveling, pushing, and thrusting with ease.
The thrust down, powering into her silken cunt and sending flutters of sensation through her tight walls. The shiver-inducing bliss passed through the both of them, filling Benezia with pleasure just as much as Liara. It hit her hard, and she absorbed it happily as she watched Shepard thrust down with smooth repetition, rolling and jamming her way into her then tugging back to firmly draw her hard cock out of her clamping, squeezing depths. Shepard groaned pleasurably as she moved, and her face seemed perfectly ecstatic to be fucking Liara.
“You’re so beautiful,” Shepard told Liara. “And you feel as good as I imagined.”
“You - same,” Liara stammered thickly, “You look and you feel amazing - ”
Benezia wanted to roll her eyes at the sappy words, but she let it all happen without saying anything. She only kissed her daughter's neck and planted fluttering touches along the curve of her jaw, and drew out further little mewls from her lips at the added stimulation. Her hands, instead, roved along her stomach and up to her tits, and she very calmly ran her palms along the gorgeous curves. She didn’t grope them, but only rubbed them softly, sliding easily and then cupping them smoothly; she squeezed gently, just toying with them, but adding a bit more to it.
“Fuck me, Shepard,” Liara husked, “I want you inside of me so badly - !”
“Of course, baby,” Shepard husked in turn, her hips sliding down and her chest bouncing proudly as she rolled and thrust. “God, I wanted this so bad -”
They exchanged their pretty words as they fucked, and Benezia was little more than a comfortable backdrop for Liara to be fucked against. Her gently writhing, undulating body squeezed down her lush breasts and rubbed against her stomach, and Benezia in turn grabbed hold of her tits and squeezed gently. She calmly kneaded them as her daughter was fucked down against her, hips bearing in to slam her full of hard cockmeat then holding still for a long, groan-inducing moment. The backward tugs were just as intense, leaving Liara shuddering atop her and both of them shivering with anticipation for the thrusts to come.
Came they did. Slow, downward, and steady, Shepard worked her stomach muscles in to fill Liara’s aching cunt full of hard dickmeat. She didn’t slam it in too hard and she did not go balls deep at all, but she worked more than enough inside to leave Liara moaning. That was what Liara could handle, and Shepard provided it deftly; it wasn’t enough for Benezia’s tastes, but hers did not matter. It was all for her daughter, and the young Maiden was moaning happily through it all - through pump after pump, push after push.
The meld allowed them to share the pleasure, and it was pronounced. Benezia gasped just as much as Liara did as the cock thrust down, peeling apart inner walls and making them stretch oh-so-nicely with each descent. In and out Shepard worked herself, using her ock in a way that was genuinely good, much to their combined satisfaction; Laira for her first time, and Benezia simply because it was skilled. She knew how to properly move her hips and how to roll through her tight insides, and she made it seem easy when she flexed her muscles and drew backward.
The two exchanged soft words and panting breaths, but Benezia mostly ignored them as she focused on the sights, instead. The way that Shepard’s muscles moved was genuinely interesting to watch, and she enjoyed the flexing of stomach muscles all across her torso and the bending of her biceps. She wasn’t quite a vision of muscular strength, but it was close enough; and it looked close enough as she put her all into the methodical sex, her hips rolling and pushing before drawing back to do it again - and again, and again.
Liara gasped and mewled with each thrust and backward crawl. Benezia could feel the pleasure and pressure flowing from her; her inexperienced daughter had no idea how to handle it - any of it - and even that much sex was setting her off hard. Granted, Benezia supposed it could have been because she prepped her so well beforehand, but it didn’t really matter. Liara was moaning throatily and readily, shaken to her core with each downward thrust of her girlfriend’s hips, and the meaty pillar left her senseless.
The older asari absorbed all of those feelings and let them fill her up. “That’s it,” she purred, whispering against a soft neck she had marked up with her lips. “Mate with her nice and good, Shepard…”
Her spurring was unnecessary. Shepard did it easily and happily; she was more than ready for it. She fucked her sodden snatch with deep descents and powerful rolls of her waist, squishing inner walls and bending her tunnel all out with each movement. Liara gasped and mewled happily to feel it, and Benezia groaned throatily to experience that through the mind-meld. Her hands played with her breasts, hefting them up and rolling them softly, then used her long fingertips to tweak her nipples; just to spur her on a little bit more, make her feel that much better.
It was not necessary. She did not need to do anything to make Liara excited as she was fucked by her lover, and it was pronounced. She could feel her love and adoration through the mental link, and she hummed against her neck for it; liking what she felt, even if she thought her daughter was too young for such thoughts. But, then, Benezia really could not comment on young love at all, and so she just let herself be filled up with the eager sensations. She drank them in and mused on them, measuring their validity and worth, all while feeling the sympathetic pangs of a cock ramming into her tight snatch.
“You’re so perfect,” Shepard husked, hips working backward and forward in skilled arcs. She looked to be trying to dive down against Liara, but the position made it awkward; she was too high up, pressed against the curvy body of her mother, and so there was no room to be found. She made a good showing of it all the same, using her strength to spread her legs and thrusting her pelvis to fill up her aching channel with cock, and the pleasure Liara showed was intense.
“You’re perfect,” Liara mewled, almost drooling in pleasure; her hands idly running and pulling along her muscled stomach, desperate to touch and examine. “So - so amazing - “
Liara’s drunken sensations only grew more intense as the moments ticked on, and Benezia felt all of it - all of it. She felt the rising pleasure and the intense knotting of her daughter’s insides, and she could sense her mounting bliss. Liara was being set off hard, and it showed in every line of her body. The expression on her face was dazed, content, and the kiss that Benezia planted on her cheek went almost entirely ignored as she moaned for Shepard. She wanted nothing more than the redhead, and that was that.
It was all intensifying, and Benezia could feel it. She knew her daughter was getting closer and closer in remarkably little time, and it was strong. Too strong to easily resist even for Benezia, and she only got it second-hand; it was a good sign, though. She wanted her daughter to feel good and find her partner, even if she thought she was too young for it. Purring and humming, the Matriarch listened to intensifying cries and moans of pleasure, drinking them up and letting them fill her while simultaneously working at her daughter’s body all the more.
“You’re close,” she purred at length, lips an inch from Liara’s ear. “Is that right?”
Liara gasped, and for a moment, was too busy moaning to respond. “Y-yes…!”
“Shepard,” Benezia said sharply, “Stop.”
It took Shepard a long moment to stop, and she looked thoroughly put-off with it. Benezia didn’t tease them on for longer than that, though, and just pushed her daughter off of her while slipped out from under her. She moved aside and smirked as she held Liara to lay on her back, and then smoothly, softly patted Shepard on her red head of hair.
“Finish,” she said softly, and as Shepard gratefully remounted the younger asari, Benezia slipped in beside them.
All she did was hold her daughter's hand as the fucking resumed, with barely a pause between it. She didn't want to intrude and did not want to bother them in the slightest for the last leg of their combined journey; she just wanted to be there to help. She wanted to be there for the experience, but not to share in it; that was not her place.
She remained melded to her daughter, however, as the moaning began anew, and the thrusting continued apace. There was no pause in it for either of the young lovers, and they shared in it readily. Hips delved down, thrusting into the tight seal of her wet cunt with smooth strokes. Flesh was filled up with delicious hardness, and Benezia felt all of those sensations just as much as she felt her daughter moan. Fingers tightened in the hand hold, instinctively seeking to squeeze. Benezia was there to provide just that little bit of pressure relief while her daughter was fucked properly for the first time, and she indulged in it.
She watched her daughter's pretty face twist and moan in pleasure, and she admired the smooth lines and contours of her body which were already beading with sweat. It was a gentle layer, but indicative of the strain she was going through as the cock thrust down. Her breasts bounced softly and her thighs spread happily, wrapping around Shepard's waistline to coax her in deeper. It was a smooth lovemaking, and the two of them didn't seem to want to go for any of the roughness Benezia favoured.
That was fine, she reasoned. She said nothing and did little as the two fucked, and just watched her daughter's face contort and her beautiful body writhe as she was impaled on slick cockmeat. She felt the sensations that came with it, and she shared in the pleasurable feelings through the melding of their minds. It all felt amazing to Liara, and that pleased Benezia. She wanted her to feel good, wanted to make sure her first time felt nice. It seemed like she had achieved that and more, and her chest filled with contentment.
Shepard's body was a riot of motion as she thrust down, and it provided just as much visual delight as Liara's. Muscles rippled and flexed with power as she pushed herself down, and her stomach tensed up nicely as she powered forward. She was strong and athletic, and it showed beautifully as she fucked Liara. It was a bdoy that could unleash a powerful fucking, but she had supreme control over it as she committed ot the lovemaking; soft easy, and precise.
They both panted and moaned, and they spoke little. There was little tobe said, especially with how intense Liara's sensations were - she probably could not properly form words as she was fucked for dear life. The gasps were thick in the air instead, a constant musical chorus that was lewd to listen to, and Benezia showed no shame in doing just that. She rested there beside them, squeezing a hand tightly, and watched the lewdness from just inches away without shame.
The two were close by then - very close. It was a loving missionary, all sliding skin, rubbing breasts, and thumping hips. Shepard's head went down far enough to capture Liara's in a proper kiss, and Benezia felt the gratification pouring off of her daughter's mind in thick waves. It was intense; she loved what was happening to her, and she soared on the pleasure-high even if it was oh-so-simple. That, however, seemed to be enough for her, and Benezia would not comment on it.
She just wanted her to feel good, and Sheard was providing that and more. Thrust after thrust, dip after dip, her hips pushed and sent her cock thrusting inside. Moans rose up thickly in turn, and were drowned out by their kissing lips. Benezia felt the tangling of tongues and the slurping of saliva, all while the delicious feelings of a hard cock plunging into tight insides rolled through her. She kept her reactions to a minimum, however, and simply let the pleasant buzz fill her. SHe treated it like a fine alcoholic drink, and supped from the pleasure without committing.
She did not want to disturb them, and so she did not - not with each passing moment, not with the dip and descent of proud hips. She just watched Shepard's muscles flex and help her sink her dick down far, getting it all the way inside and driving Liara absolutely mad with pleasure for it - and listened to her daughter's mewling cries spurred on in turn, feeling them fill her up. The Maiden's mind was senseless and drooling, lost on the pleasure of the moment. She loved every last second of it, and Benezia was proud.
Shepard was good, she had to admit. Maybe not the best match, but maybe not a bad one, either. She was fucking her good enough to earn a seal of approval, at least, and she was sure she could be taught to do better in the future; but in the then and there, she was exactly what Liara wanted. Each thrust left her daughter a mess, each push had her gasping, and the soft thudding of skin was a constant, heady backdrop to Beneiza's thoughts. She knew how to fuck and how to move, and that was a good bar to achieve.
Soft, breathy sighs filled the room as the two went at it, bodies rolling on top of one another. There was barely an inch between them at that point, and skin was flush as it rubbed and slipped. Breasts squished and bent with the slightest application of pressure and stomachs slipped together softly before pulling back, all to the sound of soft thuds where pelvises met. Slurpy noises were thick as they emanated from her daughter's cunt, filling the air with their lewdness.
It kept on going, but not for long. Benezia felt that tightness in her daughter once more, and knew she was oh-so-close. She did nothing as Shepard fucked her right to that peak, and felt the distant throbbing of a cock through shared minds. She knew what was coming, and so too did Liara - all asari would have. It was second nature, and that was when her daughter lifted up both hands to cup Shepard's face lovingly, tenderly. They kissed once, then parted and stared in one another's eyes.
Then, Liara broke the mental link. She had to, and Benezia did not begrudge her for it. She, instead, melded with Shepard, showing her lover the last bit of pleasure that surged between them. It was a necessary break, and so Benezia took that as her moment to just slip away, rising up and off the bed oh-so-gently while the two melded and fucked together for their first time; hips thrusting, bodies sliding, rubbing together and spearing inside to the noises of thicker and thicker pleasure.
"Embrace eternity!" Liara shouted, though it was more of a whimper than it was any real should and with it came the melding, the combination, and the final moments of completion. Benezia could no longer feel it, but that was a necessary sacrifice; she could see it, though, and she could hear it. The sounds of pleasure were high, and the thumping of their hips was final. She knew they were climaxing right then and there, reaching their mutual peaks inside of one another, and it was evident in the deep groaning the two shared.
Benezia did not intrude for too much longer. That was a moment between lovers, not for her. She calmly padded her way through the room, took her clothing, and gently started to slip outside without a noise. The two were so lost in the moment that they did not even notice her leaving, so all the Matriarch did was smile fondly and watch the two hold there in one another's arms, bodies flushed and close; then, she opened the door, slipped out, and closed it softly.
They have some learning to do , she concluded, but... they might not be a bad fit after all.