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By the way, the "TP" stands for "triple-penetration". {+This is too crazy !+} She thought, shaking the damp golden-red strands of her long hair, slightly moistened with traces of her oily saliva discharged during her voluptuous encounter with the commanding officers. {I really am insane or this is all a dream.} {+It must be a dream.+} {+There is no other explanation that is possible. I mean…this does not happen in real life to real people. Its scientifically impossible.+} {+Thats it !+} {+ I am dreaming and I must wake up sometime in the Lijun household.+} Her thought processes were tired, but her body, in contrast, felt quite frisky in a pleasant cat -stretching kind of way. It seemed to be glowing with unbridled energy. {+Look+} she said to herself, resigned to this dream-like "reality" {+Its no good fighting this weird dream. I must just go with the flow, and hope to wake up soon from this nightmare of unremitting deviant fornication. I hope this nightmare ends soon +} She sighed, inwardly. She soon felt the limp forms of her depleted senior suitors being pulled off her body and the chests and bellies. Naked PLA soldiers filled her view as they clamoured to be the first to mount her. {+Might as well get this over with as quickly as possible.+} she thought to herself as she readied her mind to be mounted by what looked to be the entire Peoples Liberation Army. {+Its the only way I am going to get out of here+} she thought idly to herself, staring at the ceiling. Driven to a frenzy of lust by the nerve-agent percolating through their nervous systems, the chinese soldiery wrestled over who would plunder her gorgeous form. She stood up, and watched as the clear lightly frothy, unguent of her quim sap slid in rivulets down the taut inner surface of her tightly tapering thighs. Her lower face felt wet as it was awash in the viscous resin of the thick oily fluid of her saliva. Looking at them for a moment, she realised what she must do. {Line up, you fools} she transmitted to their minds, and they fell into line at once. {You } she pointed to the first one, {Lie on your back}. Obediently, he lay on his back on the cold hard pitted concrete surface. He did not seem to mind the discomfort, if he felt it at all. Positioning herself, with her back facing him, and with a trim, lightly muscled, and majestically- crafted, shapely leg on either side of his recumbent form, Ellie-May squatted down. Her gentle brow furrowed in an expression of exertion as though she was bearing down to relieve herself. Staring at the ripe perfection of the mounds of her ass, gleaming in the dim light of the bunker like tight glossy billiard balls; the soldier noticed, in their centre, one inch above the fleshy mandibles of her pussy lips, a symmetrically rounded, gently cratered rubbery rim. In its centre, encased within the depression of this crater, resting across its entire surface area, he noticed a gently whorled, softly-hued, light purply-brown starfish, which was starting to dilate slowly. Droplets of liquid were beginning to well from the inside of its entrance and soon coated her anal rim in a gleaming circle. Her anal shutter whorled open, and he could see the dark vacuum of her rectal socket through the small diameter of its aperture. Her anal "eye" seemed to wink at him as the gently sloping finely crenellated parapet of her postern rim flexed in tiny sucking movements. Suddenly his hard penis, lolling against his belly, sprang straight upwards, in direct alignment with her rear portal, sucked upwards by the irresistable traction of the vacuuming pressure of her anal wind-tunnel. The force of the suction caused the lips of his peehole to widen like the drawn-back lips of a pilot subject to the centrifugal forces of mach speed. His pre-cum flowed in a long stringy transparent line into her rectal port, disappearing up her fundament. His eyes widened as her anal lubricant began to drip steadily and gently into the expanded gullet of his penis tip from her postern airlock as it trickled out of her, down the hair’s breadth channel between the filament thin struts of her crenellated rim. He could see each glistening drop as it fell from the firmament of her pulsing fundament, a tiny sparkling droplet, dropping like a microscopic liquid flare to embed itself in the earthy cup of his turgid organ. The slippery emollient slid down his urethra, and when that narrow rigid pipette was filled, the balance of the balm bubbled out to bast the head of his penis in a thick viscous enamel-like coat of glycerine lubricant. She softly lowered herself and he could see the blunt arrow-head of his penis slowly enfolded by the slowly crinkling ring of her dextrously muscular rubbery rim. In the narrow inlet, encased on all sides by the barbican of her puissant sphincter muscles, he felt her brawny circle of power vigorously swirl and rotate across his cockhead. He bucked and squealed as the pleasure enfiladed his body along his cock. Her receptors began to glow hot with the heat of his pleasure. She began to climb to her first threshold, situated higher than the peaks of her previous carnal encounter. Its seemed as though her exposure to pleasure built her orgasmic and sensual sensitivity threshold even higher with each immediately preceding carnal encounter. The recumbant man then felt himself drawn up into the white-hot liquifying oubliette of her posterior, his buttocks levitating off the ground, as he was engulfed by her body to the hilt of his cock. He began to groan as the intensely felt sensations of these stimulations cacatenated inside his groin. These sensations had their effect on Ellie May combined as they were with the tight humid squishy sensations she was experiencing so pleasurably in her rectal chamber. She briskly bubbled over into her first orgasmic ferment, her entire frame shaking with the sensation. Her buttocks had parted slightly to allow her anus to protrude and come level with their jutting surfaces. This ensured that his entire length was swallowed up her earthy dank funnel, as there were no rounded obstacles to their conjunction. As a result, the surface of his pelvis came to rest against her ribbed rubbery rim with a soft liquid smack, his testicles resting against the thick fleshy curtains of her pussy lips, which out of habit, reached down to gently swipe the bloated heated surfaces of his balls in soft caressing, lightly touching motions, leaving a trail of thick vaginal mucus across their surfaces. His legs spread wide as his body jolted in its sensual delirium. His pubic hair prevented a completely successful purchase of her rubbery suction cup on the surface of his pelvis, but this did not matter as the supple and mighty muscles in her ass held him perfectly in place. Her sensory delirium built, and she shuddered into twin orgasms which popped in the pelvic region between her pussy and ass, and in her belly. A light reddish hue spread across her chest, and her nubbins felt like the incandescent glowing beacons of her sensory fever. She lowered her ass to the floor resting her weight on her lissome legs, as his buttcheeks touched the cold hard concrete floor. His pleasure was beginning to reverberate within her system, but she felt the urgency of the task ahead of her. This sequence had taken two minutes. She would have to hurry if she was to service them all. Her internal clock determined that she had 20 to 22 earth hours to relieve all of them. Her thermal imaging sensors and sniffer array determined that there were no less than 405 men to fuck. She had better get cracking ! Motioning to the next man in line to come to her, she gently grabbed his leaking cock in her warm and supple hand. She softly brought him to his knees, and placed the tip close enough to her vaginal entrance to allow the broad tendrils of her sweating, saturated, nether lips to coax and draw his cock into the fosse of her heated and liquidised interior. His cock wormed its way into her yielding flesh as he curled his arms around her narrow waist, his eyes transfixed on the flawless spheres of her heaving breasts. Her nipples swelled even further with his penetration of her tropical pussy-rain swept interior, into turgid, conical nubbins atop her impeccably shaped cupola’s of breastflesh Her nipples felt as though they would "pop" off her mounds, they felt so hard. With the tip of his tongue, the soldier buried in her quim, began to abrade their surface, sipping the thick liquid that issued forth from their tips, as her cunny churned around his flesh inside her. He felt as though his cock was being massaged by a solid wall of molasses, and his anal rim dilated in pleasure, as his testicles tightened around the base of his penis. Small as he was, he felt as though he filled her up, as her channel molded itself in perfect resistance around his organ. He felt his balls chafing against the liquid surfaces of his comrades scrotum and this intensified his sensations. Transmitting her thoughts to the next in line, {Honey, come kneel over your comrade’s head and facing my back}, she waited until the man had knelt in place. Arching her lithe back in an arc that would snap the spine of any human who attempted the same feat, she bent over backwards, her body arcing in a line straight for his cock, the flowing tresses of her long silky hair spreading in a cloud across the face of the man under her, who had his cock buried in her oscillating ass. The soldier kneeling with his knees on either side of his comrades ears saw this svelte perfection of the human female form whip her curvaceous thorax and trunk backward into a u-shaped curve of feline sinuosness. In this singly executed motion, her long strawberry blonde hair swept back, flowing across his lower belly like febrile filaments of a gently sweeping carpet, across the face of his supine colleague and under her sleekly immaculate back, where the last remaining third of its length came to rest on the recumbant soldiers belly, as it cascaded in a golden red waterfall of silky strands from her scalp and onto his heaving form. The strands of her hair moved with a life of their own, caressing his stomach and winding in silky tendrils around his testicles where they gently teased the surface of his scrotum. He saw that she had ended up with her long swanlike neck arched back, the tip of her delicate chin in a level line with the surface of the skin at her throat. A spirit-level placed on the surface of her lower jaw and throat would have given one a reading of perfect alignment. The unerring accuracy of her body’s tracking systems had ensured that his stiff member had been assimilated within the liquid haven of her mouth and throat to its very hilt in a sublimely frictional sucking instant. Her chin pressed against his pelvis, and her nose was ensconced against the raphe inbetween his testicles. This left her eyes staring out between his legs at the far wall of the chamber. She closed her eyes to more fully absorb the sensations that were rippling through her body. All he could see from his vantage point was the undulating and flawless terrain of her body from neck to cock-clutching pubis. Her face had disappeared between his thighs. He could see the bare outline of his cock through the skin under her lower jaw and above her throat. The sub-epidermal flexing movements as her oral facility went to work on his swallowed organ were quite visible to his awestruck eyes. His cock appeared to move and slide like the sinuous weaving movements of a snake within its skin. Other than that, he could only see the frontage of her thorax and trunk, as he leant down to squeeze her left nipple. He felt her one arm curl around her waist. This was a caressing movement as she did not need to hold him to her. The luscious gripping vice of her mouth was potent enough to keep him upright. She began to caress his buttcheeks with the soft fingertips and palm of her hand, moving in soft circles across his clenching flesh. The pleasure she felt as a result of his bursting organ stimulating the surfaces of her mouth and throat, coupled with the pleasure inflicted by her oral duct on his cock, intercepted by her receptors, heaved her into another higher ratcheted orgasm. This caused her to tighten in all her three orifices, as her body convulsed in a trilling tsunami of shuddering pleasure. The effect of this was to send her suitors further along their steady paths towards climax. Her clit-cock was, at this stage, playing musical chairs with the rectal caverns of the suitors occupying her pussy and ass, respectively. Loud sucking "pops" could be heard, as it alternately entered and exited each anus at lightning boring speed; pinging off, and massaging, and tweaking, these growing glands. She could feel their cocks grow fatter, and their bodies shake, as her extended clit-cock kneaded these walnut-sized glands to the size of swollen pomellos. The fellow whose head lay between the orally engulfed male’s knees gazed upwards in amazement at this lithe maneuver executed with such singular grace by this white goddess. He was further amazed to see her pneumatic lips suckle his colleague’s organ after she had so deftly captured it. He felt his comrade’s knees knock reflexively against his shoulders as the sudden mouthing of his organ was felt as a divinely sexual shock. His eyes widened as he saw her upper lip reach down to reel in his kneeling colleague’s scrotum and testicles. Her mouth had widened like a cobra’s to engulf this entire area, and her sucker-like lips fixed in an unbreakable seal around this area against his pelvis. Rolling his eyeballs back, he saw one lightly muscled, taut and slender arm slink between his comrade’s legs to inflitrate into his anal core. She bored in up to her slender wrist as his comrade pushed down in his squealing excitement, his cock expanding in her caressing and vibrating mouth. He actu ally saw her lips dilating to accept the greater girth of cock as it expanded in her mouth and throat. The kneeling male saw the bulge on the underside of her mouth and throat increase as his cock expanded convulsively. The suckee felt the incursion of her slender hand into his rectum like the burning heat of a nuclear detonation within his molten core. Impossibly, his cock expanded its girth even further in her attritting oral socket of kneading muscular flesh. He felt as though his cock was trying to burst through the skin of her throat, such was the strength of the lurching and bucking of his cock in her mouth, whipped into a frenzy by her liquid oral attentions to his member and her diddling him in his flexing rear. He could feel his insides liquify in a molten eruption as she grasped his prostate gland, pushing it with the gentle palm and heel of her delicately powerful hand, and him, in a perfectly executed duet with the frenzied sucking of his cock, into the deflationary spurting spiral of a body crunching orgasm. His squeals rose into shrieks of unalloyed physical release as the contents of his balls emptied straight down her encouraging throat. Pressing his fingers gently to her softly sleek cheeks, the soldier with his cock in her ass, could actually feel her oral musculature massaging the thick swollen barrel of his fellow soldier’s cock; which he felt as some kind of subterranean slug, underneath the moving, pulsing masticating flesh of her oral cavity. Her eyes rolled downwards to stare at the fixed expression of awed lust on his face. She then softly closed her eyes again, as her body moved in an undulating rhythm of unmatched sensuousness across the flesh bridge linking all four of them in an intricately choreographed dance of lust-crazed fornication. Within 5 minutes all four of them had crested to a rip-roaring orgasm. At the penultimate peak of their lusts when all of them were too far gone to feel these incursions, her feeder tubes deposited their packages within the bodies of her convulsing partners. Her clit-cock pushed her anal intruder’s gland into sensual deflationary shock first, and then effected the same nerve-grazing experience on the male who was trying to force his whole body into her vaginal barrel, such was the grinding effort with which he was churning his cock deep in her pussy, his surrounding "hilt" of pelvic flesh grinding against her sliding pussylips. [Ahhhhh !!!!] Over 18 hours, without missing a beat, or feeling a hint of fatigue, the hybrid that Ellie May had become serviced all 405 soldiers of the PLA that had scrambled into that dank bunker spurred on by the beacons within the nerve-agent which had brought them forth to her. As they went into her and felt her body’s caresses in their intimate parts they each experienced the full measure of joy which she had inflicted on her previous suitors. Her body kept going and going, like a perpetual motion sensual machine. Her mind was reeling, but she was on auto-pilot. At the end, when the last one had collapsed on her,she gently pushed him off her and stood up to survey the limp forms which lay exhausted in front of her, their cocks wringed of all gonadal fluids. Her body reeked of her unique perfumes: her sweated aromas, pussy and rectal lubricants; her face awash with the ambient liquid of her saliva, streaks of cum dripping slowly slowly out of her flexing supple orifices. The taste of these men were in her mouth, in her ass, in her pussy, and her nostrils. She had never felt so ashamed or so alive. Making her way out of the bunker, she could feel a stream of data pulsing through her neural nexus. The data were in the strange glowing symbols of an alien language, but they propelled her across the tarmac towards an aircraft hanger. The airbase was a large expanse of concrete aprons, runways, towers and bunkers. No guards were out. {Mmmm…I must have fucked them silly.} But the moon was out, and bathed the eerily silent tarmac and aprons in a silvery glow. The large bunkers threw dark shadows as she raced across the runways. No movement was to be seen on these runways. In an well-lit open hanger she saw a number of Sukhoi Su 17s. The light spilled out, and her shadow moved in quick loping stridest towards these aircraft, a red symbol flashing in her mind. The symbols started glowing when she approached the one fitted with long range tanks. Over an hour, she carefully removed the ordnance from its pylons. How she knew how to do this, she did not know. She felt as if she was sleepwalking through this increasingly bizarre dream. Once she had prepared the fighter-bomber, she removed the chocks and clambered aboard, butt naked, without bothering to don a flightsuit. This worried her a bit, but did not seem to bother her body, which proceeded to pull the perspex canopy across and shut it. Strapping herself in , she fired up the engines, and the Sukhoi rolled forward towards the open door of the hangar. She could see that the sky was clear, a dark royal blue in which the stars stood out like sharp pinpricks against clothe. Exiting the hanger, she pointed the aircraft at the nearest runway which pointed in a north-easterly direction. {How the hell do I know how to fly this thing ?} she mused, as she stared out of the cockpit. In the distance the lights of Canton could be clearly seen. Under the runway lights the long grass was bending softly in the wind.