$name1 wakes strapped to an exam table aboard a ship and is probed and bred by a tall glowing alien.
$name1 woke naked under violet light, twenty-seven, ankles and wrists held by warm gel straps on a floating table. The alien was tall, smooth-skinned, bioluminescent along the ribs, cock already hard and ridged with soft glowing nodules.
It spoke in her mind. Relax. Breeding assessment. Pleasure will be maximized.
A tendril of warm gel slid between her legs, parted her cunt lips, and vibrated against her clit until she came helplessly, hips jerking in the straps. Another tendril pressed into her arse, stretching gently. Then the alien mounted the table and pushed its ridged cock into her soaked cunt in one long slide. $name1 screamed pleasure into the humming ship. Nodules dragged her walls. It fucked with inhuman stamina — hours, or minutes that felt like hours — making her come again and again until she was sobbing and dripping.
It pulled out, repositioned, and entered her arse with the same thick length while a smaller appendage fucked her cunt. Double-stuffed, glowing, she came so hard the straps hummed. The alien’s climax flooded both holes with warm luminescent seed that glowed against her thighs. The straps released. It cradled her, cleaned her with soft cloths, and pressed a memory-softening kiss to her forehead — almost.
She woke in her own bed at dawn, sticky between the legs, a faint glow under her skin, and a hotel-key-shaped burn on her hip that pulsed when she touched it. An invitation. She smiled into her pillow and left the curtains open that night.
He didn’t let her rest. While she was still shaking he pushed two fingers back into her soaked cunt, curling them against the spot that made her vision blur, and rubbed her clit with his thumb until she came again with a broken cry. Juice ran down his wrist. She tasted herself when he pushed those fingers into her mouth and she sucked them clean like the greedy slut she had become for him in this moment.
$name1 rolled onto her stomach, arse raised, and begged without shame. He mounted her again, sliding into her dripping hole in one smooth thrust, and fucked her with long deep strokes that made the furniture creak. Her tits dragged on the sheets. She pushed back to meet every slap of his hips, moaning filthy encouragement — harder, deeper, use my cunt, fill me up, don’t you dare pull out.
Afterward she straddled his face and made him lick her clean, grinding her swollen pussy against his tongue until a smaller, sharper orgasm fluttered through her. She laughed breathlessly, kissed the mess on his mouth, and told him she wanted round two before the night was over. Her body still hummed. Her thighs were slick. She felt beautifully ruined and already hungry for more.
They cleaned up only enough to be decent, then he bent her over one last time and rubbed his half-hard cock through her cum-slick folds without entering, teasing her until she cursed and reached back to shove him inside herself. He laughed against her spine and gave her a dozen hard thrusts that left her whimpering and full again, a fresh trickle of cream sliding down her thigh when he finally stepped back.
He didn’t let her rest. While she was still shaking he pushed two fingers back into her soaked cunt, curling them against the spot that made her vision blur, and rubbed her clit with his thumb until she came again with a broken cry. Juice ran down his wrist. She tasted herself when he pushed those fingers into her mouth and she sucked them clean like the greedy slut she had become for him in this moment.
$name1 rolled onto her stomach, arse raised, and begged without shame. He mounted her again, sliding into her dripping hole in one smooth thrust, and fucked her with long deep strokes that made the furniture creak. Her tits dragged on the sheets. She pushed back to meet every slap of his hips, moaning filthy encouragement — harder, deeper, use my cunt, fill me up, don’t you dare pull out.
Afterward she straddled his face and made him lick her clean, grinding her swollen pussy against his tongue until a smaller, sharper orgasm fluttered through her. She laughed breathlessly, kissed the mess on his mouth, and told him she wanted round two before the night was over. Her body still hummed. Her thighs were slick. She felt beautifully ruined and already hungry for more.
They cleaned up only enough to be decent, then he bent her over one last time and rubbed his half-hard cock through her cum-slick folds without entering, teasing her until she cursed and reached back to shove him inside herself. He laughed against her spine and gave her a dozen hard thrusts that left her whimpering and full again, a fresh trickle of cream sliding down her thigh when he finally stepped back.
He didn’t let her rest. While she was still shaking he pushed two fingers back into her soaked cunt, curling them against the spot that made her vision blur, and rubbed her clit with his thumb until she came again with a broken cry. Juice ran down his wrist. She tasted herself when he pushed those fingers into her mouth and she sucked them clean like the greedy slut she had become for him in this moment.
