3
He’s reddening my ass good and proper, and my pussy is dripping with each spank. I writhe on the bench, buck for more and try and escape. It’s a cacophony of sensation and with my breasts being suctioned I turn off all thoughts except what my sweet dominant alien male is doing to me.
“This makes you so wet,” he says, driving a finger into my pussy.
I groan and arch my back encouraging him deeper.
“But I still need lubrication.”
“More. Now.” I am gasping, my ass is on fire and I am desperate for him to fill me. Give me that dense filling he’s so good at.
“Greedy girl,” he chuckles, adds another finger, and proceeds to fuck me with them. He’s not gentle, he gives it how I like it, firm and deep. My arousal clicks around his fingers.
I am perspiring and panting. He’s hitting my G-spot and it feels so good.
After a few minutes he pulls out.
“Ba-Daden,” I whimper in complaint.
“That is not going to get you pregnant with my child,” he says, stepping away.
I groan and close my eyes. My orgasm is hovering. I want to come. I want to come with my ass bright red and stinging as he slaps his body against it with each of his thrusts.
“First this.” Warm oil drips down my crack. His fingers follow the dribble to my asshole.
My grip on the bench’s handle increases.
He doesn’t waste time. He circles my anus, spreading the lube and then slides one greased finger up my ass, knuckle-deep.
My breath stutters and I tremble with desire.
“Pretty tight asshole,” he mutters. “All slick and ready for my upper cock.”
“Yes, yes…” We do this all the time, twice a day yet still I am gagging for it. Perhaps I really am the nymphomaniac my friends have accused me of more than once. “Please. I want your cocks. Both of them.”
His finger leaves my asshole. I am almost crying with need and I curl and thrust my hips as much as I can in my binds.
Then his grip is on my hips, firm and controlling, and his cock tips are at my pussy and asshole.
“Get ready,” he growls. “My big alien cocks are going in.”
I hold my breath as he pushes forward, his cocks stretching my pussy entrance and my anus. The stretch is sublime, this first moment of his penetration is almost enough to draw out my orgasm. He’s so damn hard and big and determined.
I lie there and take it, surrendered to him and his need to mate and release seed. I want it all—all of his lust and desire—and I want to satisfy his every instinct.
“Ah, in the name of the sky god Butan.” He pushes my ass cheeks apart and I know he’s watching his entry into me. “Your red ass looks so hot with my cocks going into you. So fucking sexy.”
He’s taken to saying ‘fucking’ and I like it. A lot.
“Yes, fuck me, fuck me now, harder, more…” I know I am a demanding wench but I have to demand, I’m strapped down!
“Not so fast this first bit.” He goes agonizingly slowly and I feel every fiber stretching around his width, every bit of his cock sliding over nerves as he enters my body.
He goes deeper, his two cocks in perfect alignment and only separated by a thin membrane within my body. I groan and imagine his view of my round scorched buttocks and my asshole thinning around his girth as he buries himself.
“Oh yes…yes…” I manage.
He leans over me, rubbing my tender ass with his body and sinking to full depth.
I groan and he kisses my ear. “I’m in. I’m so deep inside you and I’m going to fill you with my purple seed.”
“Yes…oh I want that…I want to come.”
“You will.” He releases my right hip and finds my clit.
I gasp. “Yes, there…oh, Ba-Daden, just there. Just there…oh you are so good…at that. So deep, so…oh…”
His thrusts are small and controlled and it’s so intense. My insides flutter around him as my orgasm begins to grow. He hits all the right spots and my body responds.
“I’m…oh…don’t stop.” I am panting and desperate. I know he will give me what I need.
“Yes. Orgasm, orgasm now,” he says and sinks until his ball is pressed against me. When he’s there, he thrusts again, taking me even deeper.
I hold my breath; my body is about to erupt in ecstasy. There’s no going back. I cry out as it wields its havoc and white-hot electric fingers of pleasure spread over my body. I’m on fire. My insides are convulsing around his cocks.
He roars his release and fills me with thick hot seed.
Involuntarily, my pussy contracts around him as though pulling his seed higher into my womb. My asshole is throbbing and squeezing the root of his upper cock and I arch my back, pressing into his wide solid body.
“Yes. Yes,” he gasps against my hair, he’s still seated flush into me. “That’s it, that must be the one. We have made a child. I have impregnated you with my potent seed. I am certain of it.”
He can’t possibly know that but he’s said this several times, always in the throes of ecstasy so I just go along with it.
“Ba-Daden,” I gasp, “oh that’s so good.”
“You are so good,” he says breathlessly. “And I shall think of this moment all day when we are apart.”
“So will I.” He rocking into me, making sure I get every ounce of pleasure from my climax. It’s so utterly satisfying. It has been every time we’ve mated. He doesn’t ever disappoint me…the way some did in the past.
He kisses my neck, then lifts up, but he doesn’t stop spreading kisses over my shoulders and down the center of my back.
When he pulls out, my holes are tender and my ass cheeks hurt, but in a good way. A way that will remind me of what we’ve just done until we are together again.
The binds slip magically away and I lift up, my breasts heavy and tingling from their treatment on the bench.
“You always look at your most beautiful when you have been thoroughly fucked.” He pulls me close.
I loop my arms around his neck. “That is a good use of the word fucked.”
“I am glad.” He swipes his lips over mine. “I wish I didn’t have to go to the factory.”
“The king needs you there. You are very skilled.”
“He does.”
And I have to get to Rachel’s. The real world, and my task, and the fact that Tammy is missing come rushing back to me. “But we will be together again later, Ba-Daden.”
“Yes. And perhaps I will let you ride on top of me again. I like that.”
“Oh, you’ll let me, will you?” I raise my eyebrows.
He chuckles and steps away, his cocks still semi-hard. “Yes, I will let you.”
Suddenly the world starts to spin, as though I’ve been on a fast fairground ride. I stagger to the right and grab the bench. “Oh…”
“What?” He is by my side, his arm around me.
“I…” I rub my brow, my knees are weak and I can feel the color draining from my cheeks.
“My love.” I hear the anxiety in his voice. “What is happening?”
“I…I don’t feel so good.” I’m hot, but not in a nice way—in a way that makes me think I might faint.
“Onto the bed.” He lifts me into his arms and I am glad that I am no longer bearing my weight. He lies me down.
“What can I do?” He scans me head to toe as if searching for the problem.
The world stops spinning and I take a deep breath and touch my damp brow. “Maybe a glass of water.”
“Yes. Of course.” He rushes from the room.