by S. L. Hadley
“Who are you?” she said, repeating Zoey’s question as she stroked the alien’s face and stared into its eyes. “What do you want from us?”
The alien laughed quietly, the vibrations of it tingling in her fingers as if she was petting a purring kitten.
“I am Janniss,” it said. “We are the pack.”
“And what do you want, Janniss?” Katie asked. She felt certain she was butchering the pronunciation of the alien’s name, but trusted it would understand her intent.
Rather than speak, Janniss simply stared at her. Its eyes did not even blink as it slowly ducked its head. Katie heard the sound of sniffing—so canine-like she almost laughed—then felt the warm, electrifying brush of a large, flat tongue lapping against her mound. She was still soaked from her earlier dalliance with Zoey but was unprepared for the heat that surged through her as the alien’s tongue washed over her clit. Groaning, she felt her legs grow weak and it was all she could do not to thrust her crotch against Janniss’ snout.
Then, all too quickly, the tongue disappeared.
“The pack is few,” Janniss said, softly. “We three are all that remain. The last males. Ambassadors bring us here to live, seeking females to rebuild the pack.”
“Son of a bitch,” Zoey muttered.
Katie ignored her again. The warmth of the alien’s tongue still tingled below her waist where he had licked her and she tried to tell herself that it was simply a result of the unwelcome alien symbiote occupying her womb. But, however true, that knowledge failed to suppress the desire flaring up within her.
Janniss might be an alien, but he could at least communicate with her. That put him leagues ahead of most of the human men she’d ever met. Though it did raise the question…
“How can we understand you?” she asked.
Janniss shrugged, never breaking eye contact.
“Ambassadors,” he said, simply. “Certain there is explanation, but—”
“Wasteful?” Katie finished for him. She grinned, trusting his distractingly intense eyes to notice and understand.
Janniss laughed again. “Just so.”
“Okay, that’s it,” Zoey snapped suddenly. She seized Katie’s hand and yanked her away. “Enough talking. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
A chorus of growls answered this development, but died the instant Katie yanked her arm free of Zoey’s grasp. She backed away from the woman, shaking her head.
“They’re just as much captives as we are,” she protested.
Zoey stared at her. There was only a thin strand of illumination visible on her face, but it was enough to reveal her astonishment.
“They’re aliens!” Zoey said. “Just like Ambassador!”
Katie sighed and turned to look at Janniss. She couldn’t explain it, but there was something about him—his eyes, specifically—that reassured her. Enough that the thought of running off as though he and his pack were nothing more than a particularly interesting piece of furniture was simply unthinkable.
“You go,” she said, at last. “Take Amber with you. You can go get laid, or go back to the room, or do whatever you want. I’ll stay here for a bit.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m completely serious.”
“Fine,” Zoey groaned, throwing her hands up in the air. “Do what you want. Just don’t blame me when they eat you.”
Truthfully, Katie expected the pack to growl as Amber and Zoey struggled with the door. They didn’t. Instead, they slowly moved toward Katie herself, eyes aglow and darting between her and the uncooperative door. When at last it was ajar sufficiently for them to escape, both women did so without hesitation. It was only when they reached the other side that they looked back for a final, conflicted glance before darting away.
“Very bright,” Janniss noted.
Katie started at his words. It was only when she noticed that his eyes were closed to a mere sliver of watery pink that she realized he was not speaking of Zoey’s intelligence, but rather the foot or so of synthetic light beaming through the partially open door. At the same time, the increased brightness allowed her to take a clearer look at the aliens themselves.
Her initial impression of them was not far from the truth, though it was oddly comforting to be able to see them openly despite their unfamiliar appearance. Each of the pack stood on all fours and came to nearly shoulder height. Their proportions were vaguely canine, though their broad shoulders, missing ears, and distinctly purple fur did not allow for any mistakes concerning their extraterrestrial origin. The other significant divergence took the form of their tails. Rather than the bushy, wagging ones of their earthly cousins, each of the pack had a three-pronged, whip-like appendage that generally curled above their backs like a scorpion’s.
“Too bright?” Katie asked, when the shock of Janniss’ appearance faded. “It’s still rather dark for me.”
Janniss yipped quietly and his tails swung in a circular motion until they were braided together from base to tips.
“Is well,” he said, finally. “With time, we adjust.”
“That’s good,” Katie said. Nervously, she stepped closer toward Janniss until she was nearly chest-to-snout with him. “Um… do you think you could… again?”
Janniss chuckled, eyes opening slowly until he could look Katie in the eye without squinting. He ducked his head again, delivering another careful lick between her legs. Now, as before, the sudden pleasure that spread throughout her body at the contact left her shuddering with delight.
“Correct?” he asked. Though his expression could hardly be compared to human ones, Katie could have sworn he was smirking. Her conviction only grew when she nodded and he began to lap eagerly at her dripping slit. Within seconds, juices were dripping down her thighs to be collected by his tongue.
Katie was so distracted by the pleasurable sensation that she failed to notice another of the pack creeping up from behind. She nearly shrieked as its snout nudged her backside, delivering similar attention that darted between her cheeks to caress a part of her that had never been licked before.
“Damn it!” she yelped, dancing away from their tongues. She glared at the responsible alien, one hand pressed to her chest as if to steady her racing heartbeat. “Warn me before you do something like that!”
“Warn you?” the alien echoed. It chuckled, eyes gleaming. “Is wasteful.”
“Wasteful my ass,” Katie said, before considering the irony of her words. “Don’t make me regret staying!”
Something changed with her words. All three of the pack shared looks and settled back on their haunches. Eventually, it was Janniss who broke the silence.
“Why have you come?” he asked. “To assist Ambassadors?”
Katie folded her arms over her chest and shook her head. “Hardly,” she grumbled. “I got roped into this. Ambassador’s making us jerk off a bunch of guys, er—males.”
The pack exchanged more glances.
“Roped? Jerk?” Janniss repeated in obvious confusion. “Explain.”
Katie’s face grew hot and it took her a moment to overcome her embarrassment and collect herself. Unable to look Janniss in the eyes, she tried staring at the ground but that was almost worse. The sight of her bare mound, still glistening with the effects of his tongue only made her blush harder. In the end, she settled for gazing up at the ceiling.
“You know,” she said. “Sex. Or, mating… whatever.”
Yet again, her words resulted in silence. And, again, it was Janniss who spoke up first. When he did, for the first time, there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
“This is… why you have come here? Mating? With… the pack?”
The nature of their miscommunication hit her all at once. Groaning, Katie buried her face in her hands and tried not to pass out from sheer embarrassment.
“No!” she said, hastily. “That’s not… I mean, no. Your tongue just… gah. Fuck.”
“We do not object.”
Despite herself
, Katie couldn’t keep her laugh bottled up. She shook her head in amusement.
“Of course you wouldn’t,” she teased. “You’re men. Males, I mean. There’s not a male in the universe that would turn down the chance for sex.”
She was so distracted by the humor of the situation that she failed to notice Janniss rise until it was too late. Before she could do more than squeak in surprise, the male had buried his snout between her thighs. His tongue squirmed against her, sending pleasure racing up and down her limbs like electricity. Without meaning to, Katie’s fingers grabbed the fur atop his head and held him there. She leaned on him to keep her shaking legs from giving out—a very real danger as the alien’s tongue continued its warm, slippery caress of her clit.
“Would you?” Janniss asked.
Katie grumbled, more out of pride than any authentic protest. The alien’s tongue just felt too good to stay angry and with each passing second, she felt what little remained of her resistance fading. Only half conscious of what she was doing, her fingers descended to spread the petals of her sex to allow him better access. As another shudder-inducing wave of pleasure coursed through her, she bit her lip and gave a reluctant giggle.
“Guess not,” she admitted. “So, how—damn it, wait! How does your kind, you know… do it?”
Even as the sensations of Janniss’ tongue bath colored her vision, Katie leaned, trying to catch a glimpse of anything that might resemble a penis between the alien’s legs. Spotting nothing but fur and scales, she frowned. It lingered only a second, however, until she noticed the three strands of the male’s tail unraveling with the same purposeful rhythm as before.
Even as she watched them, it took Katie a moment to grasp the implication fully. As soon as understanding reached her, her blush deepened and she bit her lip in anticipation. She’d been staring at the aliens’ members the entire time and hadn’t even known it!
And, now that she knew what to look for, it was hard to believe she hadn’t realized it sooner. The ends of the pack’s tails were thick and ridged, each bearing a similar pattern but with minute variations in design that made her shiver with anticipation. The sizes were a bit on the large size but if the continued dampness and ever-rising heat between her legs was anything to go by, she wouldn’t have too much difficulty getting used to them.
With all the eagerness of teenage boys, the two other members of the pack quickly crowded around her to avoid being cut out of the action. Katie laughed at the sight of them, reluctantly shying away from Janniss’ tongue to avoid being trampled.
“Calm down!” she chided them, barely holding in her laughter. “There’s plenty of me to go around.”
Carefully lowering herself to the floor, Katie hissed at the chilliness of the floor against her ass. She propped herself up against the wall, focusing on the warmth between her thighs to keep the discomfort at bay. By the time she was comfortable, all nine of the members were crowded around her like so many snakes. Despite feeling a bit overwhelmed by the whole affair, she reached up and wrapped her fingers around the first one that caught her eye.
It happened to be one of Janniss’ a fact that became obvious immediately from the aroused growl that escaped his lips the instant her fingers tightened around the semi-pliable shaft. Ignoring the other two and the wriggling evidence of their desperation, Katie guided the cock-tail to her lips and cautiously guided him into her mouth. For a second, the smooth, almost scaly texture made her nauseous, but the outward signs of the male’s delight drove her to persevere. And, within a few seconds of sucking him, the subtle notes of timber cologne reasserted themselves.
Katie laughed and had to make a conscious effort to keep her teeth well clear of the sensitive flesh that lay heavy upon her tongue. If every man back on earth smelled as pleasant as Janniss’ alien musk, the birth rate would have doubled in a year.
Hell, maybe she ought to propose that to Ambassador. Surely he could whip something up?
Suddenly the textured rod between her lips gave a forceful throb and Katie yanked it almost too quickly from her mouth. It was certainly too sudden for Janniss. The male growled in disappointment and stared at her in clear bewilderment. His now-abandoned member continued twitching with impatience and the nearness of his climax.
“Not so fast,” she teased, nudging it with a finger. “That would be wasteful.”
To her surprise, the other two began to laugh. She hadn’t intended the joke to come at Janniss’ expense and felt an instinctive twinge of regret. He didn’t seem to mind, though. If anything being brought so close only seemed to puff him up further. Janniss advanced toward her a step and his two neglected cock-tails shoved their way to the front of the pack in more ways than one.
Seized with sudden boldness, Katie grasped one in each hand—and did nothing else.
“Wait your turn,” she said, grinning. Then, to ensure he recognized the playfulness with which she meant it, she gave each member an affectionate squeeze. While she wasn’t entirely sure what sort of stimulation his kind preferred, Janniss’ aroused, rumbling growl didn’t seem to be anything to worry about.
Despite her instructions, with six more alien dicks to worry about Katie was in no mood to take her time. She moved freely from one to the next, kissing the tips and lavishing attention with her tongue. For several long minutes, the room was utterly silent aside from the panting of the aliens and her own ragged breathing. In fact, the silence was so unnerving that if it hadn’t been for the manner in which the cock-tails seemed to grow more and more eager for her touch she might have worried. As it was, Katie soon grew so caught up in her little game that she failed to notice Janniss taking the next step.
With her eyes closed and her lips wrapped tightly around one of the alien cocks—they were so tangled up it was impossible to tell which—that she failed to notice Janniss’ last remaining member had dipped below the others. It wasn’t until she felt the subtle, insistent pressure of its broad, slickened head pressing against the sensitive folds of her sex that Katie’s eyes opened.
“Wait!” she yelped—or tried to. Before she even had a chance, the head popped inside her and her word was lost to a deep, wordless moan. She could feel each ridge of Janniss’ cock as it slipped inside her, teasing her inner walls with long-overdue stimulation. By the time he bottomed out inside her at last, it was far too late for her to retain control of the males.
Katie’s fingers slackened, releasing Janniss from her grasp. And with them, she forfeited any hope of maintaining her composure. All at once, as if prompted by some unseen force, an outright sexual melee ensued. Several of the writhing members crowded around her pussy, as if waiting for the chance to sneak inside her. Others pressed against her lips, plunging into her mouth whenever the opportunity presented itself. And there were plenty; as much as Kitty tried to hold in her moans, the smooth, textured exterior of the cock inside her could not be denied. She squirmed, whimpering with pleasure as alien members ravished her on both fronts.
And then, predictably, the erotic onslaught expanded further.
Without warning or a chance to prepare herself, one of the more adventurous tails found its way to her tailbone. Katie felt the nudging pressure slide along the curve of her ass and catch. She opened her mouth to protest, but found it full before she had a chance to draw breath, much less speak. Even squirming only made the explorer grow bolder and she was soon reduced to groaning as she felt herself speared open.
Katie’s groan turned to a keening wail as the cock slipped inside her ass. It didn’t hurt—not exactly—but the unexpected pressure made every inch of her feel as if it was on fire. She felt the shaft slide deeper and with every inch, the pressure on the cock still buried in her pussy grew. Before she knew what was happening, Katie felt herself slip over the edge. She cried out, back arching and body spasming as her climax erupted.
So caught up was she in the delirious, mind-numbing pleasure, that the pack’s first orgasm took her by surprise. It came from the member in her mouth—Go
d only knew whose at this point—and rather than the repetitive, dwindling eruption she’d grown used to, the alien’s ejaculation was comparably immediate. One moment she was moaning, shivering through the last remnants of her peak, and the next her mouth was full. There was enough of it to make her cheeks bulge and, to her utter delight, the taste was so fair that she nearly forgot about the member still wedged in her backside.
It took several deliberate gulps for Katie to swallow the entirety of the alien load. By the time she managed it, a wide grin had spread from cheek to cheek. Zoey and the others didn’t know what they were missing. The cum tasted of sweetened cream and the lingering aftertaste awakened a hunger she’d nearly forgotten about.
Stomach growling, Katie snatched up the nearest member and thrust it forcefully into her mouth. What followed was a hazy blur of enthusiastic coupling and urgent moans. If the pack had been horny before, there were no words to describe their reaction to her newfound passion. Their cock-tails pistoned in and out of her depths, forcefully enough to make her wince, but thanks to their flawless shapes she soon lost herself to the pleasure of being penetrated. And, once they reached their respective peaks, the copious seed that coated her insides slickened things until she could no longer sense the slightest discomfort.
Twice more, Katie came and, as if on purpose, each time she was rewarded with another mouthful of the heavenly, alien cum. Even the one time she misjudged the timing of the pack’s orgasms and accidentally splattered her face and chest with the stuff it failed to dissuade her. Fingers trembling with the nearness of yet another impending orgasm, she scooped up as much as she could and hastily shoveled it onto her tongue before it had a chance to be lost to her body’s well-explored nooks and crannies.
In fact, she was so distracted by her pursuit of the delicious alien nectar that she almost failed to notice when the lights came on and the door slid open. The pack retreated instantly, yelping in pain and slinking away as though scalded by the light. Katie watched them, too numb in both mind and body to perceive the danger until Ambassador’s shadow fell upon her.
