Chapter 15 COMPLETELY ALIEN
COMPLETELY ALIEN
Sally groaned happily as Xenoth’s lips kissed a line along her bare skin. She trailed her fingers down his chest, appreciating the smooth texture of his skin, the brilliant pattern of the glowing tattoo-like lines running just beneath its surface.
The two of them were deliciously naked, under the stars, listening to the gryllrogi clurping away.
It was fucking magical, thought Sally.
She leaned up to kiss her new favorite sexy person, lingering on his lips in a lazy, slow taste of his passion.
The man had stamina.
They’d been making out naked for several hours and Sally’d had two really fantastic orgasms so far.
She’d tried to do the same for him when they first came up, but after introducing her to all the other males in the colony and sitting through an extremely awkward, heavily mis-translated dinner, Xenoth had been too tense to go first.
Sally didn’t mind being catered to. She rather thought she deserved it after putting up with so many hideous boyfriends to get to this point.
She moved down his body, away from that sinful mouth, kissing her way slowly down his chest until she got to the fun stuff. She looked up at him from where she straddled one of his thighs. Sally wasn’t sure how he kept in shape, but her alien certainly did not skip leg day.
“Show me what to do?” she asked shyly, looking at his…unique anatomy.
Xenoth smiled, sitting up on his elbows as he showed her where and how to touch the petals of his slit to make them open for her. Not that his body needed much prompting. He was practically ready to burst after tasting her passion. Twice.
Sally gently stroked the now-open petals of her lover. They were beautiful, almost glittering with neon sparks under the moonlight. And huge. They flapped open well across his thighs and partly up his torso, though they had seemed much smaller when closed.
Sally squeaked adorably when one of them rapidly curled up to close around her entire arm.
“Ah, what…?!”
Xenoth chuckled lightly, unrolling the unruly petal. “When a female is ready to impregnate her male, she can often be…enthusiastic in her efforts. The petals wrap themselves around her and assist.”
“You mean they let you hold on for dear life while she fucks yer brains out.”
Xenoth grinned. “Yes.”
Sally trailed her finger along the outer edge of one, watching it curl and relax, curl and relax as she did so. Xenoth’s breath grew short and he watched her with hooded eyes.
“Would you like to see my mating tube?” he asked her, and damned if Sally didn’t know how, but he made it sound like the sexiest fucking question she’d ever been asked.
“Ok,” she said a little breathlessly.
Xenoth reached up with a kropek and gently encircled her wrist, guiding her hand to his open slit and slipping her fingers just inside the opening.
His breath hitched as she explored gently, stroking in his most private of places.
Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and his tube extended rapidly out to her, nearly smacking her in the face with its sudden enthusiasm.
“Oh my!” Sally said, jerking her hand back in surprise.
For a moment she just stared. It was about two feet long and looked just like a flower stamen. Thin, turquoise neon lines pulsed up the exterior in time to Xenoth’s heartbeat.
Sally reached out again, tracing her fingers up and down the sides of the slick, soft surface.
Xenoth groaned loudly, his head falling back for a moment before he returned to watching her play with him.
For a few minutes, play with him is all Sally did, watching his reactions as she touched him in various places, learning what made him shiver.
Everywhere she touched made him groan, but she was making notes on the type and length of each noise he made.
“Is this where it gets messy?” she asked shyly after a while.
Xenoth let out a small, huffing laugh. “Yes, if we don’t use a collection container.”
“But we have one, right?”
“Yes…” Xenoth gave her a long, sultry look. “Though I would love to see you covered in my mating fluids.”
Sally made a face, “Ok, we have got to find a better phrase other than ‘mating fluids’. That is so not sexy.”
Xenoth laughed, “Apologies, my Queen. I shall strive to always be sexier for you.”
Sally met his eyes calmly. “You only ever have to be yourself, Xenoth. You know that, right?”
He sat up quite suddenly, startling her a little as he captured her up against him, his enormous tube thrusting its way in between them as he kissed her heavily.
When he stopped, his fingers delicately traced her face as he said, “I have never been more myself than I have been these last few moments with you.”
Sally’s eyes grew wet and she gave him a tearful, “Yer just a big ole softie, ain’t you?”
Xenoth kissed her again, his smile becoming naughty as he pulled away a second time, fishing for the collection container.
“I am not so soft right now,” he growled, sliding it over the tip and down until it slipped over the bulge at the base of his tube and tightened gently.
“Touch me? Please?” He asked desperately, his kropek nudging her hands back towards him.
Sally touched him. And then out of sheer curiosity, she licked him. Slowly, up the side of his giant cum condom. His limbs went all shaky and he flopped backwards with a wheeze. She looked down at him in satisfaction.
“Well I have to say, that tastes a lot better than latex.”
She ran her tongue over him again, suckling gently on his tip while pressing herself up against his entire length. His thighs spasmed and golden liquid spurted out the top, its heat and enthusiastic appearance surprising her a little.
She pulled back just a bit, watching.
“Holy Z’arth, Z’Sally! Please, PLEASE do that again?!”
Sally chuckled and lavved her tongue sloppily over his tip. He cried out, another burst of fluid, much bigger than the first escaping him. She sucked on him slowly for several minutes, enjoying seeing this huge, otherwordly creature turn into a mewling puddle beneath her tongue.
“S-stop, Z’Sally,” he panted, his kropek pushing weakly at her. “I need a new container.”
Sally pulled back, eyebrows raised. “How many do you normally go through?”
Xenoth laughed weakly as his kropek gently pulled the full one off, easing it over his sensitive tip. He winced slightly as it was removed, bulging with his mating fluids.
“It depends. Every male is different. And…I have never bonded with a female, so I do not know how many it will take this time.”
As he went to slide the new container on, Sally stopped him, looking at the few droplets of gold trickling down the outside of his cock.
“Can I…taste it?” she asked, hyper-focused on the droplets.
Xenoth’s breath stopped. “What?”
“Your, er, gawd, your fluids! Can I taste them? Or will they hurt me?”
Xenoth gasped and a huge burst of liquid spurted out, splashing against Sally’s chin, chest, face—it just went everywhere. She squealed at the unexpected deluge, jerking backwards in shock.
Xenoth, however, reacted very differently. He let out a bestial growl, grabbed her and rolled her beneath him where he proceeded to thrust against her, rubbing himself between her legs and up over her fluid-covered abdomen as he came on her over and over in an unceasing wave of pleasure.
Sally squealed again, but quickly began panting, her legs wrapping up around his thighs. She had gotten some of his fluids in her mouth and they tasted…like…fruit rollups? She licked her lips, tasting him again even as she was distracted by the building pleasure between her legs.
Yes, his cum tasted like fruit by the foot! Cum by the foot?
Sally’s brain was melting.
It was the pleasure. The pleasure was turning her into to an absolute U-F-HO. No thoughts, only orgasms.
She cried out as her pussy seemed to take on a mind of its own, and she shoved hard at the big alien looming above her.
“I…I want…on top!” she gasped at him.
Another feral growl and he flipped them again, holding her tightly to his chest, his still spurting cock trapped between them. He held her against him for another moment, his mess finally finishing as the last of his orgasm washed over him.
Sally felt…squishy. Sticky. Fruity.
Really in need of a bath.
Just as soon as he finished her off.
“Z’Sally…?” Xenoth said her name in a weak, worried voice, clearing the sticky hair out of her face as he checked on her.
She grinned up at him, patting his cum-covered chest before looking at her hand with a grimace.
“That sure was somethin’!” She said brightly, if more than a little out of breath. She eased herself up, trying to take stock of his anatomy so she wouldn’t accidentally squash something that shouldn’t be squashed. She looked up at him. “You ok?”
Xenoth, on seeing that he had neither killed, broken, or scared away his female with his uncontrolled enthusiasm, let his head thunk backwards and threw an arm over his eyes with a groan.
“No. I think I died from pleasure.”
Sally snickered.
“Well, when you’re a little bit recovered, if you wouldn’t mind…I, ummmm came close, but ummm didn’t quite get there.”
Xenoth’s arm came up and he looked at her in shocked horror. “You did not orgasm!?”
He immediately levered himself upwards, his eyes looking a little more focused as he realized he’d left his job unfinished. Sally looked surprised.
“You can take a minute, really!”
Xenoth gave her a slow smile, his kropek sneaking up from behind to slide between her legs.
“You know, My Z’Sally,” he said with a purr. “I have been studying your earth men for some time. I think I know, now, what you will like…Shall I show you…” His kropek flicked against the outside of her entrance. “…what it is that you will like?”
Sally’s brain went a little fuzzy at those teasing flicks of his tentacle, but his words irked her. It was exactly the kind of bullshit she used to get all the time from the guys she dated.
“Now I know you did not just tell me that you ‘know what I like’ as if you’re the end-all encyclopedia of my own..my own…dang…body! GODDAMNIT JUST PUT IT INSIDE ALREADY!”
Xenoth chuckled, rubbing the tip of his kropek teasingly back and forth against her. He pushed inside of her beautiful, dripping wet cunt, the tip of his kropek adjust its shape until it was pressed against all the right places.
And then it vibrated.
Sally came so hard and so fast she nearly passed out.
She screamed something along the lines of “HALLELUJAHOHMAHFRUITBYTHEFOOTGAHD!”, before collapsing limply on top of his chest.
Her own wetness mingled with the splash zone already beneath her as Xenoth gently petted her hair while she recovered.
“My beautiful Z’Sally,” he murmured into her ear. “You did not let me finish. As I was saying, I think what you will like is something completely alien…” His voice was entirely too smug. “…or am I wrong?”
Sally, when she could breathe again, started laughing. She laughed and she laughed, until finally she could answer him.
“You know what, Xenoth? Yer absolutely right! Gettin’ fucked by an alien was the best 8 second ride o’ my entire life!” She patted him weakly. “Way to go, cowboy!”
The next morning the work boards in Domicile 88 looked a little different. The number one item on every list read the same throughout the community:
SOUNDPROOFING.