NSFW DWFanFic - The Cucked Centurion - Chapter 4 - Amy Pond and Rory Williams in Nebula Nights
- SimplyWho
- Aug 16
- 11 min read
Updated: Aug 17
“Good luck Rory,” the Doctor said, slapping him on the back sympathetically, before closing the TARDIS door.
Amy took Rory's hand in hers as the TARDIS groaned and blinked out of existence behind them.
“Ready?” she asked, turning to him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She didn't wait for a response.
They were in Nebula Nights, the galaxy's hottest swingers club, as the sign stated high up on the wall, its pink neon lights blinking.
The club was tucked into the underbelly of a forgotten moonbase, it had officially been closed down, but unofficially it was the best place in the whole cosmos for swingers.
Amy and Rory weren’t exactly swingers, but Amy wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Rory gulped.
The reception room was vast, with doors leading off in all directions. Each door had a brightly lit sign above it, one word explaining what was behind it. Robots, Autoandrophilia, Sadism, Shoes, Tickling, Hair.
The room itself was bustling with all different forms of life. The receptionists, who looked like humans apart from their snouts, all typed at their desks as their exact doubles pounded them from behind. They didn't show any hint of distraction from their work though.
The walls shimmered, the colours and textures shifting. One moment it was a soothing lavender and silver, the next, a hot pulse of crimson and gold.
Amy tugged at Rory's hand, leading him deeper into the room. Species from a hundred different star systems mingled. Some of them upright and humanoid, others slithering or levitating, one was made completely out of a bright blue liquid. There was so much going on, so much to take in. Every surface seemed alive. Chairs adjusted their shape to fit any body or anatomy, tables offered refreshments tailored to each guest's taste and biology, and Rory knew Amy would love the smell. It stank of sex.
“I love it,” Amy said on cue, her eyes fixing on a sunken seated area full of bodies entwined in an orgy. Flashes of flesh, scales and fur blurred as one.
Every single inch of the place promised a different experience. Scent booths for chemical seduction, rhythm pods for synchronized pleasure, private domes where the curious could sample new forms of touch, telepathy, or something untranslatable, but deeply satisfying.
Amy eventually reached the bar and flashed the barmaid a smile. Rory noticed the barmaid bite her lip as her eyes met with his wife's. This was going to be a long night.
Amy smirked, running her fingers over an engraving on the bar of a man on all fours with a muzzle on his mouth, before looking at the barmaid expectantly.
“Lust… you are new here, tho,” the barmaid said in a singsong voice. “Lust… your hair is very orange, tho,” she continued.
Amy flicked her hair a little, her smile growing wider. “Do you like it?” Amy asked.
“Lust… it is very pretty, tho.”
The barmaid turned, pouring a concoction of liquids into a machine, which gurgled out a bright blue slush from a pipe into two waiting glasses. The barmaid picked the glasses up and placed them on the bar in front of Amy and Rory.
“Why do you keep saying lust?” Amy asked, as she picked up the glass before her, taking a sip, before licking her lips slowly.
“Lust… it is my name, tho,” the barmaid replied, her large eyes on Amy’s tongue. “Lust… I am a Malmooth, it is good custom, tho.”
Rory watched silently, his eyes studying the insectoid barmaids antenna twitching playfully.
“Well I’m Amy, and this is my husband Rory,” Amy said. “So which is the best room to go in?”
“Lust… they are all good, tho,” Lusttho said with a giggle. “Lust… I like that one best, tho,” she said, pointing a chunky green finger towards a purple door behind them.
“Faces?” Amy asked inquisitively.
Lusttho nodded. Amy looked over again at the door, then back to the barmaid.
“Okay, it’s decided. Maybe see you later?”
“Lust… I would like that, tho.”
And with that Amy was off. Her long legs striding towards the waiting door. Rory followed behind, avoiding the stares as all manner of creatures gawped at Amy. She was in the shortest of skirts, her arse cheeks peeking out from below, she was wearing no knickers. Her breasts were covered by a thin, white crop top, her nipples almost bursting out of the fabric.
She shoved the door open eagerly and bustled in, Rory bumbling behind her, unsure. The room was smaller than she anticipated.
A huge bed filled the majority of it, its pink bedding dark with all sorts of wet patches.
“Rory, the book? What is that?” Amy whispered, her eyes on a large green alien.
Rory reached into his back pocket, pulling out the book the Doctor had given him. He opened it up and spoke into it. “Green. Pointy ears. Bumps. Faces in tummy.”
“Abzorbaloff,” the book replied.
“Okay,” Amy said, licking her lips as she eyed the Abzorbaloff hungrily. She had always been fascinated by the many creatures she had encountered with the Doctor. She had spent so many nights fingering herself thinking of all the weird and wonderful lifeforms she had had the privilege of encountering.
Amy took a step towards the Abzorbaloff, pausing as the faces in its stomach started to talk.
“Oh she is hot.”
“Lucky guy.”
“Give her one for me.”
The Abzorbaloff grinned, flicking its long pointy tongue out. “Well, well, what do we have here?” it said in a deep, rumbling voice.
“The best fuck of your life,” Amy said confidently. She gave Rory a look that told him to sit, and he obediently perched at the end of the bed.
The Abzorbaloff chuckled darkly, its eyes flashing with hunger. “Oh, I like ones like you,” he growled before grabbing Amy roughly and pulling her into his strong arms.
Rory watched in silence as the alien started to run its long, rough tongue along his wife's neck, tasting her skin.
Amy moaned loudly, pressing her body against the Abzorbaloff’s. “Don't fucking hold back,” she gasped.
Rory fiddled with his hands in his lap as his eyes glanced at the alien's growing green cock. One of the faces in the alien's stomach moaned, grimacing as she forced her face forward. The skin tightening around her features, like clingfilm pulled over leftovers. Every push warped the surface, slick and glossy, catching the light in greasy ripples. Rory tried to look away, but he couldn't shift his gaze from the trapped face squirming, its mouth open, desperately trying to take the cock in its mouth.
“Feed the bitch, bitch,” Amy panted, grabbing Rory's hand and placing it on the thick green cock.
Rory looked away, as he wrapped a hand around the rock hard cock, pulling it to the mouth. The Abzorbaloff groaned as his cock entered the trapped face's mouth.
The alien turned his attention back to Amy, its green clunky hands squeezing her breasts and arse. It tore her crop top off, exposing her small, pert tits to the warm air.
Amy reached down, swatting Rory's hand away, her long fingers wrapped around the creature's throbbing member. “I want this inside me,” she demanded. “Fuck me raw as my idiot husband watches.”
The Abzorbaloff grinned evilly. "As you wish," it hissed.
It lifted Amy up easily, throwing her onto the bed. She bounced on the soft mattress, legs spread wide. The alien climbed on top of her, ripping off her skirt in one swift motion. Rory gasped at the sight of Amy's wet pussy, so pink and glistening.
The Abzorbaloff positioned itself between Amy's legs, its cock now fully erect. It was so thick, throbbing with anticipation. The alien grabbed Amy's hips, pulling her onto its dick with one hard thrust.
Amy screamed in pleasure, her back arching off the bed. The Abzorbaloff pounded into her mercilessly, its thick cock filling her up completely. She could feel every bump and ridge rubbing against her inner walls. The faces pressed into her warm, wet skin. Mouths sucking her nipples, nibbling on her clit.
Rory watched in awe, his own cock straining against his jeans. He had never seen Amy so wild before, so completely lost in pleasure. The Abzorbaloff fucked her harder and harder, grunting with effort. The faces sucking on her flesh.
“Yes, yes, yes!" Amy cried out, her voice echoing through the room. "Fuck me, you ugly bastard! Fuck me like the slut I am!"
The Abzorbaloff complied, slamming into Amy with brutal force. Her tits bounced with every thrust, her pussy squelching obscenely. Rory could smell the musk of their fucking, thick and pungent.
Suddenly, the Abzorbaloff let out a roar, its cock pulsing deep inside Amy. Thick, hot cum poured into her pussy, filling her up until it was leaking out around the alien's shaft. Amy came hard, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
As they came down from their highs, the Abzorbaloff collapsed next to Amy on the bed. She laid there panting, her body glistening with sweat. Rory couldn't take his eyes off her.
Amy ran a hand down her belly, her pale skin covered in red suction marks.
"That was... intense," she said finally, her voice hoarse. "I need a drink."
She climbed off the bed, wobbling slightly on unsteady legs. She ruffled Rory’s hair then sauntered out the room, leaving her clothes lying beside the Abzorbaloff who was snoring softly.
"See ya, bitch!" a face shouted in the Abzorbaloff's plump arse.
Amy stumbled through the reception, cum sliding down her legs. Her makeup was smeared and her hair was a wild mess.
Rory scuttled behind, Amy's clothes in his hands. Amy had made her way back to the bar, and Lusttho was waiting, her antennae twitching excitedly.
"Lust... I saw what you did in there, tho,” she said, her eyes roaming over Amy's cum-stained legs. “Lust… you are very impressive, tho.”
Amy grinned wickedly. "Thanks. I aim to please."
Lusttho brought her hands to her mouth and gave an excited squeak.
"Lust... I have made you a special drink of my fluids, tho."
Amy took the pint glass of clear liquid, and took a sip. “Thank you,” she said, gulping it down.
Amy passed the glass to Rory, and he sipped on the intoxicating drink as a tall, slender alien approached them. The alien was naked, its smooth skin looked like silk. He had four cocks of varying sizes protruding from his lower half, all of them throbbing and twitching with arousal.
"Greetings, travelers," he said in a smooth, melodic voice. "I am Regal, and I adore the human race. You are so very sexual. I would be honored to join you, if you are interested."
Amy's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Regal’s many cocks. "Well, you only need to ask me. He just watches."
Rory gulped, his own cock straining against his jeans at the thought of his wife taking all those cocks.
Lusttho giggled, reaching out to stroke one of Regal’s smaller cocks. "Lust... I am allowed one fuck a night, tho.”
Regal gave Lusttho a gentle smile, they had obviously been acquainted before. "Excellent. Shall we retire to a private room?"
Amy nodded eagerly, leading the group back to the purple door. As soon as they were inside, Lusttho started stripping off her clothes, revealing a sleek, green body with beautiful markings of black spiralling over her.
Regal joined her, its many cocks bobbing and swaying as it moved. Amy pushed Rory onto the bed next to the still snoring Abzorbaloff.
Lusttho pounced on Amy first, tackling her onto the bed and burying her face between her legs. Amy moaned loudly as the barmaid's long tongue lapped at her sensitive folds, still slick with the Abzorbaloff's cum.
Rory watched as Regal stood at the edge of the bed, his cocks already glistening with pre-cum. The alien grabbed Amy's tits roughly, squeezing them and pinching her nipples until she cried out in pleasure.
Amy reached for one of Regal’s cocks, stroking and squeezing it, then repeating the process until all four were rock hard. Lusttho moved up to capture one of Amy's nipples in her mouth, sucking and biting gently.
Rory couldn't hold back any longer. He climbed further onto the bed and reached for one of Amy’s tits.
“Fuck off!” Amy shouted, batting his hand away.
Rory silenty shifted back to the edge of the bed as Regal slid a cock into Lusttho. He guided the longest cock into Amy’s mouth and began to thrust. His cock slammed inside both of the women, jolting them both deeper into the bed.
Amy eagerly wrapped her lips around the long cock, taking it deep into her throat. Regal groaned in pleasure, his hips jerking forward involuntarily.
The room filled with the sounds of moans and slurps, the scent of sex thick in the air. Rory closed his eyes, listening to the sounds of his wife gagging, and Regal’s balls slapping Lusttho’s arse.
Lusttho plunged her tongue deeper into Amy’s pussy, pushing cum deep inside her. Her tongue was rough and solid, and it fucked Amy as Lusttho’s body moved in time with Regal.
Regal guided a cock between Lusttho’s legs, sliding it along the bed sheets to the entrance of Amy’s arse.
“You,” Regal said to Rory politely. “Do me the honour of guiding me in.”
Rory obliged, his shaking hands pushing the alien's cock into Amy’s tight, puckered hole. Amy coughed as the cock in her mouth plunged deeper, and she pulled off it with a breathless gasp. She spat the drool out at Rory then took the cock back in her mouth, moaning around it as her arsehole was fucked.
Lusttho came first, her pussy clenching around one of Regal’s cocks, her screams muffled by Amy’s lips. Regal slowly slid his cocks out of the women and Lusttho excitedly scurried off the bed, pulling Amy with her as she sank to her knees on the plush carpet.
“Lust… give it to us, tho”
Amy gave Rory a look, and he slid reluctantly beside her. The three of them kneeling before Regal.
Regal looked down at them, his cocks twitching. He bit his lip as three of the cocks began to spurt a creamy blue liquid over the three waiting faces. They spiraled, one after the other, creating patterns in the air. It looked like that fountain display in Vegas, Rory thought, trying to avoid the constant flow of the alien’s ejaculation display.
Amy and Lusttho moaned as their hands scooped the substance off their bodies, smearing it over each other's face. They kissed as the final spurts coated Amy’s hair. Amy pulled away, her face hardly recognisable, she pulled Rory to her and kissed him.
Regal bent down to run a long, boney finger across Amy’s cum covered cheek. “I still have one more to go, beautiful earth girl.”
Amy jumped to her feet, bending over the bed without any hesitation. Lusttho shimmied under her, and started to lick her pussy again. Amy spread her legs, allowing the final cock to slam easily into her slick folds. Regal pumped hard into her.
Rory used his sleeve to wipe the cum from his eyes, and watched in awe as his wife took another alien load inside her. Amy’s legs buckled as Regal pumped his blue seed inside her, her own climax coming as the hot substance filled her, painting the insides of her spasming pussy, clamping down on the twitching shaft.
Lusttho continued to lap at Amy’s cum filled pussy as Regal slid his last cock out with a pop. He gently ran a hand down Amy’s slick, sweaty back.
“That was a delight,” he said, before turning and walking out of the room.
“I think we should go now, Amy,” Rory said, still wiping his face.
Amy turned to him with a wicked grin. “You know, I think we’re just getting started,” she purred, grabbing the back of Lusttho’s head and pulling her deeper into her cum filled hole
Oh, and don't forget, we're all stories in the end, just make it a good one, eh?
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