Five
Tara’s heat finally began to ebb.
The desperate, burning need that had consumed her slowly faded into a warm, lingering glow. Her breasts were still full and sensitive, but the painful ache had dulled into a pleasant heaviness. She felt satisfied, claimed, and thoroughly used in the best possible way.
Varkor lay beside her, his massive obsidian body taking up most of the bed. He gently removed the milking machine cups from her breasts and set them aside, then pulled her close against his chest.
“You did so well,” he murmured, stroking her back with one large hand. “Your body handled the heat beautifully.”
Tara smiled against his skin. After everything he had done for her — the endless milking, the breeding, the care — she wanted to give something back.
She pushed herself up on shaky arms and looked down at him with a mischievous, hungry glint in her eyes.
“My turn,” she whispered.
Varkor’s amber eyes widened slightly as she crawled down his powerful body. When she settled between his thick thighs and wrapped both hands around his enormous cock, he let out a low groan.
It was still intimidating, even soft. Thick, heavy, and far too big for her to handle easily. But that only made her more determined.
Tara leaned down and dragged her tongue slowly up the length of his shaft, tasting the mixture of their fluids. She moaned softly at the flavor and began lavishing attention on him — licking, kissing, and sucking every inch she could reach.
She took the thick head into her mouth, stretching her lips wide.
It was a challenge. His cock was simply massive.
She could only fit a little more than the head, but she made up for it with enthusiasm.
Her hands stroked the thick shaft that wouldn’t fit in her mouth while she sucked and slurped noisily.
It was sloppy. Messy. Perfect.
Saliva dripped down his shaft as she bobbed her head, gagging softly when she tried to take him deeper. Strings of spit connected her lips to his cock every time she pulled back. She looked up at him with watery eyes, cheeks hollowed, clearly struggling but loving every second of it.
“Fuck… Tara,” Varkor growled, one big hand gently resting on the back of her head. “You look so pretty trying to take my cock.”
She moaned around him, working him harder. Her tongue swirled around the head, sucking noisily while her hands pumped the rest of his massive length. Drool ran down her chin and onto her breasts as she gave him the sloppiest, most eager blowjob of her life.
Varkor’s breathing grew ragged. His hips twitched, fighting the urge to thrust into her warm mouth.
When he finally came, it was with a deep groan.
Thick ropes of cum flooded her mouth — so much that she couldn’t swallow it all.
It spilled from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin in creamy rivulets as she kept sucking him through his orgasm.
She pulled back gasping, lips shiny and swollen, chin and breasts covered in his cum. She looked up at him with a proud, satisfied smile.
Varkor stared down at her, breathing hard, clearly stunned and extremely pleased.
“You are going to be the death of me, little hucow,” he said with a deep, rumbling chuckle, his voice full of warm affection and lingering lust.
He reached down and pulled her up into his powerful arms, lifting her effortlessly as if she weighed nothing.
Tara wrapped her legs around his waist as best she could, still breathing hard.
Varkor kissed her messy lips deeply, tasting himself on her tongue without a hint of hesitation.
The kiss was hungry, possessive, and surprisingly tender.
He pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against hers, amber eyes glowing softly.
“Look at the mess you made,” he murmured, one big hand gently wiping a thick strand of his cum from her chin before pushing it between her lips so she could suck it off his thumb. “So eager to please me. Such a perfect, filthy little hucow.”
Tara smiled, flushed and glowing with pride. She nuzzled into his neck, still tasting him on her tongue.
“I wanted to make you feel as good as you made me,” she whispered.
Varkor held her tighter, one large hand stroking up and down her back.
“You did far more than that,” he said softly. “I’ve never had anyone give themselves to me so completely.”
He kissed her again, slower this time, savoring the moment as they came down together. He kissed her again, slower this time, savoring the moment as they came down together.
But the kiss quickly grew hungry.
Varkor’s amber eyes darkened with fresh need as he rolled her onto her back and settled between her thighs. “One more time,” he growled. “I want to make sure you never forget who this tight little hucow pussy belongs to.”
Tara moaned eagerly, spreading her legs wider for him. “Yes… breed me again. I want to feel you deep.”
He didn’t hold back.
Varkor rutted into her like a beast in heat — hard, deep, primal strokes that made the bed creak beneath them.
His massive cock stretched her wide with every thrust, the thick ridges dragging along her sensitive walls.
Tara cried out in pleasure, her nails digging into his broad shoulders as he pounded her relentlessly.
“Fuck—! You’re so deep!” she gasped, grinning breathlessly. “Don’t stop… ruin me with that huge cock!”
Varkor snarled, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks as he drove into her even faster. The wet, filthy sound of his heavy balls slapping against her soaked skin filled the room.
When he felt his orgasm building, Varkor buried himself to the hilt with a savage thrust, pressing the flared head of his cock right against her cervix.
Then his knot began to swell.
Tara’s eyes widened in shock and overwhelming pleasure as the thick bulb at the base of his cock expanded rapidly inside her.
It grew thicker and thicker, stretching her pussy wider than it had ever been stretched before.
The pressure was intense — almost too much — as the massive knot forced her walls to their absolute limit, locking them together so tightly she could barely move an inch.
“Oh fuck—!” she gasped, her voice shaking. “It’s so big… I can feel it swelling so much inside me!”
Varkor growled possessively, grinding his hips in slow, deep circles to help the knot settle even deeper. “That’s it… take my knot, little hucow. Feel how much I’m stretching this tight pussy. No one else will ever fill you like this.”
The knot kept growing, pulsing and throbbing as it sealed her completely around him.
Tara whimpered and moaned, her belly visibly bulging from both his cock and the sheer volume of cum he was about to unleash.
The stretch was deliciously overwhelming — a perfect mix of pressure and pleasure that made her eyes roll back.
Varkor roared as he finally came.
Thick, powerful jets of hot alien cum flooded her womb in heavy, endless pulses. Each massive spurt made her swollen belly bulge even more as he pumped her full far beyond capacity. The knot kept every drop trapped deep inside her, forcing her to take every last ounce of his potent seed.
Tara cried out in ecstasy, her body shaking violently as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. Her walls fluttered and clenched desperately around his enormous knot, milking him for everything he had.
“You’re mine,” Varkor snarled against her ear, still grinding his knot deeper. “This pussy is never going to forget who it belongs to.”
Tara could only moan and shake as another powerful orgasm tore through her, her walls milking his knot desperately.
They stayed locked together for a long time, Varkor’s massive, warm body covering hers as he filled her completely.
By the time his knot finally went down, Tara was a blissful, cum-drenched mess — and she knew she would never forget the feeling of his big black alien cock.